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Riot: Any idea if we're gaming tonight?
=^v^=: it hasn't been canceled as of yet but
Riot: nm just saw G's message
=^v^=: o
vonel has connected.
Riot: hi hi
Ganaroth has connected.
Ganaroth: Heylo. How are you?
Riot: hi hi!
Riot: Still breathing at least, you?
Ganaroth: Still alive in the most technical of senses. Trying to deal with completely routine stressors without turning inside out with angst and confusion.
Riot: Valid
Ganaroth: I'm working my way through Burning Shores now. I gotta say, there are a couple of things that Horizon does so, so well, and Forbidden West really leverages them. Specifically, the banality of evil in its human villains, and the embracing of science as a means of fixing salvation. It's probably the least technophobic robot apocalypse I've ever seen, and it fits so, so well with the way that the antagonists are characterized. I genuinely hope that they don't misstep and try to make the enemy cool in the third game. The fact that the villains are intensely dangerous clowns has served Horizon's thesis pretty well thus far.
Riot: Agreed
Ganaroth: (I accidentally doubled what I what going to say with that "fixing salvation"bit. Eh, you know what I meant.)
=^v^=: I was going to try to watch the legend of galactic heroes I guess r emake
Ganaroth: AUGH. Can't stop with typos.
Ganaroth: Gosh darnit. I know that's a classic show, but I honestly can't remember what it was about.
Ganaroth: I hear Legend of Galactic Heroes, and images from like four or five different shows streak across my brain.
=^v^=: I have never seen it
=^v^=: it has politics though!
Ganaroth: I don't even know if I have! Like I said, I don't know whether this is a show I've seen, or if it's a show I've just heard about, or if it's a show I've seen just clips of, etc...
Ganaroth: Some of these shows I'm getting images of are defininetely just things that I've seen mentioned in passing.
Ganaroth: Hey, asking because I actually don't know, but is Vonel here? If he is, we can try to start. I'm sorry about the delay. There were just a few minutes there where I didn't know what to do.
vonel: yep I'm here
Riot: Sweet
Ganaroth: Hi!
Riot: And no worries!
=^v^=: new gate continues to headfox
=^v^=: like it's probagbly just going to be a thing
=^v^=: "This is my pet fox, it sits on my head, it's powerlevel is kinda high"
Ganaroth: Ok! I haven't seen The New Gate, so I don't really have the info to comment, but I do know you like foxes, and presumably headfoxes.
Ganaroth: Better to have a powerful headfox than a weak one, I suppose.
=^v^=: I mean it's sorta an isekai except the protag seems to like, not actually care to 'try to get back home' so much as be all, "this is odd, wonder what happened?"
=^v^=: so it's not actually good, but like, it's not bad and it's got a fox
Ganaroth: You know, it's a weird thing, but I've noticed that the proportion of isekai stories in which the character doesn't really care too much about going home is really high. Possibly a bit concerning that we seem to default so easily to "nah, let's not come back here."
=^v^=: cause they are using it as a framing shortcut for their original fantasy world except videogame tropes so people know what fanatasy is
Ganaroth: I know why the stories exist. But we then consume them, and think "yeah, that makes sense," as story after story about a character ending up in another world and promptly telling this one to fuck off unfolds in front of us. That we accept this as status quo so easily might be indicative of something problematic.
Ganaroth: Or, yeah, it might just mean that so many people have elided the issue of return because it's just an origeenal faaaantasy wurld that not doing so has perversely become the default, and THAT is driving our feelings about proper narrative direction. Perception of circumstance.
Ganaroth: Sorry, these are the things that I obsess over. Anyway, lets go.
Ra'ven keeps nursing an opressivly sweet fruity alchohol drink!
Upon returning to the manor, you unexpectedly ran into the mage Orbras, who had previously threatened you for intruding into his strange extradimensional experiment. The diminutive wizard now stands before you, a mightily perturbed expression on his wrinkled face. He casts a regretful look at the spilled sandwich, and waves a hand, conjuring an appendage to clean it up for him. "When you last disturbed me, I was put out. Quite put out, quite put out indeed! I doubted that you had the slightest concept of what you were meddling it. The gravity of it... the risk! The reward! Far beyond what most people think of. But then..." He sighs. "I saw it, on approach. The distortion. And then I understood. You've unearthed my work, appropriated it. And that makes you not merely bothersome, but dangerous. So. What are your demands? I'm not foolish enough to attempt further intimidation on people with that kind of capability... especially since you've seen me drop a sandwich on your floor. Nobody is intimidating after spilling a sandwich."
Ganaroth stands there, arms folded, foot tapping in agitation, waiting.
Ganaroth: Dammit, sorry.
Orbras stands there, arms folded, foot tapping in agitation, waiting.
Orbras: (there)
Lucky continues drinking her beer, looking toward Patience to see what she thinks, since Lucky has no clue what Blood Guy is talking about
Rai Patience Argent has a vaguely confused look on her face as well, and her voice is slow and careful when she speaks. "You arrived sooner than I expected. You've caught us as off guard with the speed of your visit as we did you by, apparently, the sophistication of the efforts underway here. I propose that, as neither of us are now at the height of our readiness or dignity, we withdraw for fifteen minutes to recompose ourselves. From there, we can take our surprising capabilities as read. Agreed?" She throws a quick glance over toward the rest of you, half of confusion and half of something difficult to quite pin down.
Kris: "Sure, sounds fine to me."
Lucky shrugs, "Yeah, why not."
Orbras produces a small white cloth, and uses it to fastidiously clean the corners of his mouth, wiping up the remaining crumbs in an effort to seem more dignified. "Well, yes. That seems reasonable. I'll stay here and prepare. You do the same in whatever room you normally use for such things. Meet me back here then." Patience nods agreeably, though the rest of you can see a telltale twitch in her shoulders speaking of intense frustration.
Rai Patience Argent: "Very well. Come, let's allow him some space." She walks just outside the room, motioning others to follow. Outside of view, she mouths an incredulous and mildly obscene exclamation, shrugging and indicating her bewildermint silently. She's silent until the others have also exited the room.
Kris follows along
Perra also follows
Ra'ven follows after Perra, poking her, getting slightly frozen and muttering something about Vul under her breath whilst holding her drink with the other hand
Perra: >.>
Lucky follows along as well
Riot: (( (Sera fucked off to find Hector before Blood Guy showed up) ))
Rai Patience Argent whispers "What is this unpleasant little toad talking about? It seems like he has the wrong idea about something, but it also seems like it's interrupted him from just threatening us."
Perra: "He's the one that had the blood pool though the basment door."
Rai Patience Argent: ((Yeah, I remember. Did you want Sera to be part of this? If so, she can come back, and we can go over her encounter with Hector after.))
Riot: (( Sure ))
Lucky: "Not a clue, he thinks we have some great power and knowledge of his experiment or something, I guess?"
Perra shrugs
Rai Patience Argent: ((In which case Sera can return whenever you would like. Patience will give her a quick rundown of what's going on when she does.))
Ra'ven: "I mean I wasn't there I think? Blood pool something icky?"
Perra: "Very icky."
Sera walks in after everyone else, "Okay, what the hell is going on? Who's the guy with all the sandwiches all over the floor?"
=^v^=: (( Did vul tag along I think he might have? ))
Rai Patience Argent: ((I don't recall him NOT having done so, so why not? Lets say that everyone we want to be here is.))
Vul holding Io sorta pipes in, "I mean it's a fold of space and all, I somewhat get what it's doing, just not like... why? or How?"
Rai Patience Argent: "Oh, it was him? Hm." She ponders for a moment. "Well, whatever it is, he saw something that makes him think we were researching something similar. So I actually propose a more fundamental question, which is this: Should we attempt to play along, or should we confess our own ignorance? Whatever he thinks he's seen, it's prompted him to try this with less violence, which is good, but since we don't know the particulars, it might be risky. On the other hand, telling him that we aren't what he thinks carries its own dangers."
Rai Patience Argent: "Oh, it was him? Hm." She ponders for a moment. "Well, whatever it is, he saw something that makes him think we were researching something similar. So I actually propose a more fundamental question, which is this: Should we attempt to play along, or should we confess our own ignorance? Whatever he thinks he's seen, it's prompted him to try this with less violence, which is good, but since we don't know the particulars, it might be risky. On the other hand, telling him that we aren't what he thinks carries its own dangers."
Rai Patience Argent: (....)
Rai Patience Argent: (That was annoying. There was a delay when I hit enter, and I ended up hitting it twice, and now there are two messages. Boo.)
Perra: "He did threaten to destroy the house to break the conection between it and his... lab I guess? But what ever it is he thinks he's seen has him on edge enough to not just do that."
Sera: "Who is this guy? Is he really that powerful?"
Lucky: "Blood Guy. I think he said he was a necromancer? I dunno, I just remember him floating in a pool of blood and being creepy."
Rai Patience Argent: "Assuming he was ever capable of it. If he's reversed position so completely, either what he saw was very significant, or he underestimated us badly from the beginning, and now has cold feet." She turns to Sera. "We don't know. The basement here, the source of the worst rumor of this place's haunting, connected to his domain, and he was upset about it. The fact that he HAS such a domain lends some weight to his claims of power, but it could just as easily be a bluff."
Sera throws up her hands, "Everything in this fucking city is haunted, or covered in creepy magic, so why not the basement, too?"
Rai Patience Argent: "To be completely fair, I knew that this manor was haunted. That's how I was able to get such a good deal on it."
Vul: "I mean it's more that it has the attention of the Wolf, then that it's haunted. I mean it's also haunted, but..."
Rai Patience Argent: "True." She sighs. "Actually, Sera, I think I'll add my complaint to yours. This damned city."
Ra'ven: "Litterally since the Emir sold out to the Devils... Oh I wonder if that guy knows that?"
Rai Patience Argent: "...I would imagine he doesn't know. I can't imagine that it's common knowledge."
Lucky: "Is it smart to spread that around, though?"
Kris: "Probably not."
Kris: "not that any one would belive you any ways."
Rai Patience Argent: "You're right. It is best not to spread that around... at least not willy-nilly. But we should be able to leverage the information surgically. There are always SOME people who would be willing to hear those claims, and they would often be the same people who have incentive not to betray us over the issue."
Lucky: "Blood guy might not even give a shit, either."
Ra'ven: "I mean he doesn't want people messing with his thing right? Devils mess with that sort of thing on principle."
Rai Patience Argent: "If I can't find someone in this city who has incentive to believe that the Emir is a traitor, I deserve to have my "scheming noble" card taken away." She nods at Lucky's words. "Possible. But he says that he saw something on approach, something that gave him pause. I have my doubts that this distortion, or whatever it was he saw, could develop at the same time as this strange and unprecedented alliance without being related in some way. The coincidence is suspicious otherwise, don't you think?"
Rai Patience Argent: "...Of course, I'll admit that I'm estimating with the assumption that he's being honest about his own capabilities. If he really saw something, then he saw it where nobody else has, despite the thousands of magic users and scientists flying about the city regularly, which means that either he has uncommon capacity or is delusional.
Ra'ven: "There was that Deer."
Kris: "Well Anand was really heavely implying we should check out the underside of the lisland here... maybe he saw something there that wouldn't normally be visabule to non-mage-y types."
Ra'ven nods, "I mean it's probably a bit of a plot of hers, but she also was mad at the Emir, so..."
Sera: "It's almost assuredly a plot or a mechanism of hers, but I doubt it's targeted at us. She made a deal, after all."
Kris: "Felt like more of a 'secrect no one is suposed to know' kind of thing."
Ra'ven: "Oh I wonder if it's whatever plot they are going to attakc the wolf with?"
Rai Patience Argent: "You mean, he might have seen the Elk when it appeared? I suppose." She frowns. "Though as frightening as the creature was, I don't know how easy it would have been to see it hapenning at a distance. My expertise is lacking there, though." She nods at Kris. "That thought had crossed my mind as well... although now that Ra'ven mentions the other, I wonder if they might not be related. This wizard was experimenting with folded reality. The wards at the palace blink off, and in short order an actual archfey invades the grounds. We are warned by an entity with a warped sense of fair play to look beneath the island when traveling next... Perhaps it's because I'm primed to do so, but I feel... I feel as though there is something I'm missing. Some way that those things should all be the same thing."
Ganaroth: (Sorry that it takes a long while to get my sentences out sometimes. I keep revising what I want to say, and sometimes that doesn't help me. :/ )
Lucky: "You're saying we should try and find a link? I mean, why don't we start by checking the thing under the island, then?"
Rai Patience Argent: "I..." She actually looks a bit embarrassed. "Looking for a link would be... vanity. There's no rational reason that these things would have to be related. But for some reason, I can't shake the feeling."
Kris: "To many things fried off all at once to not be related, go with yout gut on this one."
Ra'ven: "So what about the little guy in the Bar?"
Kris: "I think he is unrelated to everything that just happened, he just happened to walk in to it in the middle of it happening."
Ra'ven gesture with her drink, "I mean right now."
Lucky: "I mean all he wanted was to see if we were going to take his wards down, which as far as I know, we weren't planning on doing? Though I'm not sure how they went down the first time."
Perra: "Could have been when we kick in his door? Or something happend before we ever showed up."
Rai Patience Argent: "Starstorms... and yes, I worry it might have something to do with their public position on Garmera. If that isn't part of an enormous farce as well. I can form any number of dangerous shapes with those elements as the corners. Things are moving very fast..." She blinks. "...Wait. Do you think that there could be something to that? Somehow his reality warp was interfered with from this side. And over here, we've recently seen creatures of unlikely power materializing from the air. Before even coming to this city, we saw demons appear in a place and time when there should have been no demons. The Emir of Si En Kelar throws in with the Iron Empire, some unknown event is taking place underneath the city, something noticed by a person who was conducting experiments ON warped reality." She looks at the rest of you. "What if what is going on has to do with teleportation, or something like that? Gateways and the like? I know that nobody has ever managed to stabilize a gateway over more than a couple of hundred miles, but what if there is something we DON'T know?"
Ra'ven: "Other then the Silvefang?"
Io: "I was about to say the same thing, Ra'ven. The cult seems to have made some progress in this field. Also deployed here, for what it is worth."
Ra'ven: "Oh, I wonder if it's cause of Her pending cubs?"
Vul: "It stands to reason something that fundimental to our reality spliting might also split reality... Where is Kayleh, she's smart about that sorta thing....?"
=^v^=: (( ree, ra'ven says taht ))
Io: "I might mention this, as well: Until I listened to your stories, I did not know that this limitation on teleportation existed in your world. Teleportation was commonplace in my own, and we could easily take steps across the myriad permutations of possibility. If that has changed in a universal way, I would expect Garmera to be at the root of that. If that is in some way being reversed, I would expect it to entertwined as well." He nods at Vul. "She might indeed know something. I can go to retrieve her, if you wish."
Lucky: "Would that be why I saw... weird shit... when we teleported with the Silverfang's orb or whatever the hell it was?"
Ra'ven nods to Io, "Ya, go ask her..."
Rai Patience Argent shivers. "That device was highly unpleasant."
Io runs off to go get Kaylen.
Ra'ven: "I dunno, being able to blink all about really far away seems like it'd make the world really small."
Lucky nods at Patience, "Yeah I wasn't a big fan of seeing memories that didn't belong to me. Or something. I don't even know what it was. I hated it, either way."
It takes only a couple of extra minutes for Io to return with Kaylen, who arrives with an almost manic look in her eye. She almost begins launching into questions as soon as she arrives, but Patience holds up her hand. "Yes, there is a wizard who warps space here in the manor. Your expertise might be useful. We've been wondering if a number of phenomena might be related, and you're the one with the most insight." She gives Kaylen a quick rundown on what you've discussed.
Kaylen Fisher listens carefully, nodding along, to whatever information you elect to give her. "Huh. Okay, you're asking if this tracks, right? Well, good and bad news; some of it definitely does track, in that these things do all influence each other strongly, so them being connected in this specific way is really possible. The bad part is that I don't necessarily know how, not without a really robust series of givens... of new independent measurements. Basically, I'd need to take a lot of readings, and then do a lot of math to tell you whether it all holds up or whether it's just a lure in the dark. If I'm not asking to commit to anything, though, I'd say it's worth looking into."
Ra'ven nods, "See, she can probably baffel that wizard with theory, since Vul is more Spirits and the like and he doesn't seem to be that direction..."
Sera: "To be fair, like Lucky said, all he claimed to want was a negotiation that we wouldn't break his wards again."
Sera: "Though at this point I'm fairly certain it wasn't us."
Ra'ven: "Plus it's not like Vul doesn't really know how that fold works, also Ylthira knows what his blood pool was doing, also Kaylen knows the Wolf influences and aeromystics..."
Kaylen Fisher: "Honestly, I wish we could get more lecturers on primal magic to visit. It's a sadly neglected area of influence in ethereology..."
Vul perks up, "I could if we don't end up fleeing the city?"
Kaylen Fisher: "Well, it's not like I can issue the invitation, but I can definitely mention it."
Vul mtotally could ace endurance checks to give long lectures
Kaylen Fisher: "Anyway, I don't know anything about how this person's wards were broken, but if it wasn't you AND you've got a credible idea of what might have been involved, why not just tell him that? Maybe you can help each other out."
Vul: "He kinda threatened to blow up this place with a horde of ghosts."
Ra'ven: "Also stole a sandwitch."
Kaylen Fisher: "Yeah, not a good look for him, I'll admit.
Vul: "Though you do make a point... I mean did we even find wards?"
Vul: "I assume he does know they were broken, I sort assumed the folded space merely went past them."
Perra: "Not that I can recall."
Sera: "I was thinking the same thing at this point, Kaylen. I figure he might like to know what's actually causing this to happen, so he doesn't have to keep putting the wards back up."
Rai Patience Argent: "I know that neither I nor Hector were aware of any wards in the basement before purchase. So we might have been the victims of a misunderstanding, then? It may be worth it to explain the situation to him. We might do better than solve an issue; we might also learn something."
Rai Patience Argent: (Better than merely solving an issue. -- That's what I meant to say.)
Ra'ven: "Plus the best way to convice someone you aren't their enemy is to show them someone else is."
Ra'ven nods, "Like whoever ACTUALLY broke his wards."
Rai Patience Argent genuinely smiles, with a vicious little glimmer at the edge of her expression.
Rai Patience Argent: "So, how do we sell it, then? Simply tell him that we have been thinking about the problem since our previous meeting, and that we have a theory as to who may be behind his troubles?"
Rai Patience Argent: (sorry, brb)
Vul: "What's to sell? We can point to the clear lack of wards on our side."
Sera: "Seems as good a place to start as any."
Rai Patience Argent: "Well, the best story to sell is the truth, if you can get away with it. Lead on then."
Vul hops up and leads on!
Riot: (( Sera and Lucky follow ))
Riot: (( actually ))
Sera: "I trust that you all have this handled. I need to go talk to Hector about a thing. Yell for me if the house starts being eaten by ghosts or whatever the hell else can happen around here."
vonel: (( Perra and Kris follow Vul ))
Rai Patience Argent: "Too damned much, apparently. But yes, I'll keep you informed."
Rai Patience Argent and Kaylen also go with.
Ra'ven reluctantly follows Kay and Perra still with her drink.
Orbras is seated at one end of the common table in the lounge when you go back in, and at a quick glance it seems as though some of the embarrassed discomfort he was previously exhibiting has vanished. He greets you as you enter, and the floor now appears to be clear of sandwich. "Now, hopefully we're past that false start. I came here hoping to keep you from causing problems with my experiments! But now that I'm here, what do I see? I see that experiments have continued in my absence that might not only cause me difficulties, but could threaten many others besides! I may have divorced myself from much of the world, but I have no desire to see so it scoured by an intemperate use of dimensional tides either!" With every sentence, his voice seems to be go higher, and more irate.
Rai Patience Argent: (see it scoured oh look a typo eff me.)
Vul nods, "Alright so you DO see the issue then? Except you seem to have the cause a bit backwards.." he nods to Kaylen, "We are studing the phenomina caused by Garmera's pending spawning..."
Kaylen Fisher launches into an explanation immediately, at first with some lip service towards rhetoric and getting him on you side, but all of that quickly disappears as Orbras fires a question at her that she requires the use of visual aides to answer. Their conversation begins to snowball from there, and it is only with a visibly heroic effort that the halfling manages to pull himself back on task.
Orbras: "Ah. Ah ah ah." He looks down, a little red dancing at his cheeks. "So I was a fool, then. I blamed an accident on malice, and I could have either harmed or been harmed because I couldn't spend the time confirming. I wish I could put the blame on something else, but I think it's clear where I went wrong." He puffs out his cheeks, eyes closed, then nods. "Well, there's nothing to be done, I suppose. If you were as caught off guard by these events as I was, it would not be right to blame you. For that matter, if things like what you describe really are happening, these accidents would have been almost inevitable! In a way, I'm actually quite lucky that people as, ah, reasonable as yourselves are the ones that alerted me to it." He purses his lips together. "Garmera reproducing. Well, I'm not an ethereologist as such, but the effects of Garmera's influence on spatial magic is well documented, if not widely understood. Interesting. I wonder... No, later. The point is that I think I can see what you're talking about. In fact, given this information... Well, you may want to know something that I know. I'll spare you the song and dance, the pretense that I'm doing you a favor, because the truth is that I owe you for my.... rudeness. The first thing I owe you is an apology. Well well well, you have it. I am sorry. The second thing I owe you is an explanation for what is really going on, but in order to give you that explanation, I'll need to understand myself. If something in this city INCIDENTALLY broke my dimensional wards simply by existing near them, as oppossed to doing so purposefully, then it must be understood before I begin again. It must especially be understood because people are not to be trusted with these kinds of powers!"
Vul hmms, "I mean something broke the wards on the Emir's pallice, but I think that was intentional."
Orbras: "Yes. What this young woman described matches a concept for adaptive wards that was briefly in vogue about a century ago. A way of increasing effectiveness, at the price of continual monitoring. Wards like that would be capable of being intentionally lowered, though under most circumstances there shouldn't be a reason."
Vul: "No the wards that keep the Tides at bay, an archfey appeared in the garden of the pallice."
Vul hmms, "Wait, maybe thta one? There was the wards that were frozen too."
Orbras: ((OK, I'm no longer sure I know what you are saying.))
Orbras: ((I was trying to write up an explanation, but now I'm not sure what either of us is saying.))
=^v^=: (( Vul doesn't really follow techincal stuff, the ward on the Emir's office that was stopped ))
vonel: (( think he's talking about when Vul and Perra were there and everything was like asleep or frozen in time some how ))
=^v^=: (( ya, basically there's been a lot of ward-related shenans lately and he's getting lost on which one is being refrenced. ))
Orbras: ((That's fair. Okay, well, regardless we're at 10:30, so we'll need to come back to it later, but I'll try to make it clearer next time.))
Perra: z.z
=^v^=: (( also meta vull is bringing up there are LOTS of wards being screwy ))
Orbras: I mean... I can't make it NOT 10:30.
Vul: time machine
Vul: kill kaiser whillhelm
Orbras: I don't have one of those, and those can't make it happen.
Vul: no more dst
Orbras: Thus can't make it happen.
Orbras: I guess that's it then. Sorry. Hopefully I'm not fucking this up completely. Sigh.
Orbras: Be well, all, ok?
Vul: yes
Riot: (( I don't think you are? I mean I'm interested in what's going on ))
Vul: sleep is nao
Riot: Okay gnight y'all
Orbras: Night.
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=^v^=: riot
Sera: hi hi
=^v^=: how holidays
Riot: Same as ever, still trying to find a job. You?
=^v^=: rib still hurts from when I hurt it like a week and a half ago or something
=^v^=: work wants me to teach classes again
Riot: Oof
Riot: And I forget, you hate teaching those classes, right?
=^v^=: teaching is a whole college degree
=^v^=: one that I neither posess nor have attempted to obtain
Riot: I mean
Riot: I taught many professional classes in my aircrew job
Riot: About like hydraulic systems, maintenance test flight procedures, etc
Riot: I don't have a college degree
Riot: And I hate talking in front of people
=^v^=: did you know those systems etc?
Ganaroth: Do you not know the systems they're asking you to teach?
=^v^=: it's the equilivant of asking Riot to teach a class on using this particular maptool framework
Riot: Yes I did as part of my job
=^v^=: Riot obviously knows more about it then someone who knows nothing
Ganaroth: I mean, that's a pretty important distinction though, isn't it?
Ganaroth: We're naturally going to assume that they are asking you to teach things that are within your area of expertise.
=^v^=: ah ya
Ganaroth: If that's not the case, it might be better to advertise the insanity up front.
Ganaroth: As oppossed to giving us the wrong impression.
=^v^=: I'm being made to teach things within my area of experence, not expertiese and being told to expert it, quickly
=^v^=: also teach
Ganaroth: I am now aware of that. But it's not what I immediately thought.
Riot: Our community would do that, too. Pick the system or tactics set you're weakest on and teach a class on it. You have X amount of time to research and put together a lesson and then teach that lesson
Ganaroth: If you talked about how annoying driving to your parents was, and it turned out that your car no longer had an engine, I wouldn't have guessed that either.
Riot: I hated that
Ganaroth: Ok, apparently I'm the crazy one, then.
Ganaroth: That's fair.
Ganaroth: I concede.
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=^v^=: I mean the reason is a bit different for my job
Riot: lol nah I didn't understand at first either
=^v^=: it's to pretend we are actually masters of everything, even things that don't exist fully
=^v^=: so we can continue to be value added
Riot: Ah, ew
Ganaroth: Yo. Sup, Vonel?
vonel: not muxh
=^v^=: you get hoilday off?
vonel: only cause I have it's one of my days off
Ganaroth: Ugh, right. I forgot about memorial day. Trying to drive tomorrow is going to suuuuuuuck.
Riot: Driving to work?
Ganaroth: I can't work.
Riot: Ah that's right
Riot: My memory is garbo most of the time
Ganaroth: I visit my mom most weeks, and I'm supposed to do so on mondays. Not always, because reasons, but this is the available day this week, so it's this or cancel.
Riot: Ahhh gotcha
Riot: Well hopefully it won't be too bad!
Ganaroth: I hope so too!
Ganaroth: Thanks for reminding me of the holiday, though. I need to leave early to compensate.
Ganaroth: Anyways, how y'all and such? Like I said, I think I'm going to have to check out a bit early, but we can try to get something done, at least. Fuck. Okay, I need to re-examine the terrible explanation I gave last time, so that I can figure out where I went wrong.
Ganaroth: (Okay, I think I figured it out. Ok, explaining the confusion about wards OOC: I'm engaging in a bit of equivocation, I think. Sorry about that. There are a bunch of different wards being discussed here. There were the FEY wards around the palace, which failed and allowed the Elk to show up. That one is what he was talking about just now. He also mentioned his OWN wards failing; those are the ones meant to keep people out of his labyrinth. He seems to have been under the impression that you purposefully broke them down, and only now has realized that they had failed before you even got involved. And then you also mentioned the nasty, agressive security system in the palace, which was asleep when you went there the first time. Though, now that the group has had the fight inside the building, it seems possible that said security system and the "Seeker" that the Emir activated during the fight might be related. That isn't what he was referring to, but it IS as relevant as anything.)
Ganaroth: (So, does that clear up the issue? My bad.)
Riot: Works for me
vonel: yep
=^v^=: yes
Ganaroth: Ok. A little embarrassing to realize how much the concept of wards is coming up. I actually does fit together, but I definitely didn't mean to keep using the same word over and over, lol. Anyways, gosh darnit, I need to use the restroom, but I'll be right back. Sorry!
Ganaroth: (And back. Apologies for that. Anyway, now that I've managed to explain what I was saying, would you like me to continue, or would one of you like to just respond? It may be easier to pretend that I explained it correctly in the first place. Up to you.)
=^v^=: (( I mean Vul was sorta chiming in that a lot of wards are failing ))
Ganaroth: (Oh. Then I misunderstood on a couple of levels. I thought there was just confusion about what was being spoken of. Ok, if it's all on the table, cool.)
Orbras: "I can't KNOW that what happened at the Ruby Palace was on purpose... and more importantly, neither can anyone else. However, I highly suspect it, considering my own observation. Whatever kind of dramatic distortion I witnessed really is, harnassing it within the palace itself would probably require that kind of modification. Static wards, which are much safer and more sensible, would interfere with the refraction! Eh... meaning..." He pauses, as though trying to conjure an explanation. "My... theory... for long-distance teleportation. It requires multiple worlds. Realities, at least, which my research indicates is something that the world may be CAPABLE of, but which it is somehow being prevented from. Er, more than just pocket dimensions and such. A true, multiplicitous mirroring of reality! I believe that Garmera's cycles may form a kind of resonance which stabilizes our world. Prevents it from splintering in that way, if you understand. So I was attempting to harnass those same energies in order to bypass their effects. But from what you said... something caused my own defenses on this side to fall, and you gained access. I feel some dread when I say that it is very possible that what I saw could have done that. And the implications are potentially serious."
Orbras: "I'm likely one of the few independents who would understand what I saw. Before this, I would have called my knowledge rarer than that, even, but apparently someone else in this world supassed my own expertise some time ago. I'm... will, I'm irked."
Orbras: "....Wait, what do you understand? Am I making sense, or have I put too much jam on this bread?"
Vul: "I mean it sorta makes sense if Garmera is having other wolves, that it might allow for other realities?"
Vul: "it'd make the sky rather less complicated then the alternative?"
Lucky: "Teleportation, reality tearing magic, wolves. I think I'm following. Maybe. Hopefully."
Vul tilts his head, "Is this teleportation thing just some 'mirrior' world where the distance isn't that far?"
Kris: "Bit over my head, but as long as someone else follows I'm good."
Vul: "instead of folding an uneasonable amount of space, you go to a space where it's a reasonable amount?"
Orbras: "Yes, yes, more or less. Or, at least the version I'm attempting. There are a few variations, but none of the others that I've worked with are functional at that scale. In order to reach beyond a certain distance, there needs to be LESS DISTANCE!"
Vul nods, "And that being completely impossible is changing currently then..."
Lucky: "Should the kid be in here for this? I feel like some of this might be in her wheelhouse."
Ra'ven hmphs, "Making more worlds sounds like a good thing, I wonder why the Emir ordered everyone to stop it..."
Orbras: "The... oh. Right, the little necromancer? I remember her. Wake her up if you want. Or not; it might actually make more sense to allow her to catch up with me on her own, if any technical talk is likely to happen. Otherwise the rest of you will be listening to me forever as well. As for why he would stop it... I'm afraid you're asking the wrong question." He sighs. "The correct question is "why doesn't the Emir want anyone ELSE to be able to do it?" The question is "why didn't the Emir tell the world that what I was trying to do had already been accomplished?" Because it has. The signature I saw was what I've been trying to create for so long, but more powerful, and far, far more refined. Elegant, as though made by a superlative master compared to my rank amateurishness. And somehow old. Far older than my last visit here. I have to assume that it had already BEEN here, but was previously concealed."
Ra'ven: "Oh that might be how my mo... err.. Jydith gets here quickly? I don't think the wolf warp goes that far..."
Lucky: "Isn't she just puppeting someone else's body?"
Lucky: "Wasn't that her whole thing?"
Ra'ven: "Usually that has issues with distance too?"
Rai Patience Argent: "Perhaps. I do think it's strange that these different discoveries are being revealed in tandem."
Rai Patience Argent: "Logic would suggest that they are related somehow."
Vul nods, "It'd make sense though right? Since those researchers were killed to hide the announcement about Garmera in the first place, but it failed so this announcement..."
Vul: "And if that is why such things even work, it'd make sense to make everyone work really hard at something entirely unrelated to long range teleportation right?"
Orbras: "I just dont know anything about what you're talking about. This sounds like.... politics... to me."
Orbras: "When I ask you why the Emir would do this, it's not rhetorical. I can't imagine his reasons for concealing these discoveries are anything less than completely tiresome."
Lucky: "He's a tiresome person, I'll give you that."
Vul: "So others don't study it is my guess..."
Vul: "I mean he sorta allied with the Devils, which being on the entirely opposite side of civilization would stand to gain from that distance being reachable."
Orbras: "Ugh. Because... money? This is a guess, from his reputation. I don't know why that would be anything like enough reason to supress a truly world-changing discovery."
Kris: "Makes sense to me, ships form the empire flying up this far would be a bit worrying to everyone."
Orbras: "Well, I admit that I can at least understand that."
Ra'ven: "I mean it's sorta still a guess, since we don't even know what the thing under the island is."
Orbras: "Though why the Iron Empire effectively needs TWO means of moving its operatives so far, I can't guess. I do have one small piece of reasonable news, though. Even with what I saw, I suspect that his method isn't truly complete. Some of the patterns don't fit models that I'm quite sure of. It's much further along than mine, but I don't think it's a functional gate all the way to the Iron Empire."
Orbras: "I'm not sure what it IS fully capable of then, though."
Lucky: "Maybe they have more gates along the way? Using them like a chain?"
Ra'ven: "Maybe we can just go through it and see where it goes?"
Orbras: "So, if you dislike the idea of him controlling a power like that, or of joining Si En Kelar's wealth to the Iron, it might not be ironclad yet." He perks up. "Why, that actually might make sense! It would be completely impractical with current methods... but combined with the refraction method, a gate constructed in series might work. It would be fragile. Prone to disruption, both from energies and from opponents. But it might be possible."
Rai Patience Argent: "And we could go through it?"
Orbras: "Potentially. If you assume you can sneak in, of convince the Emir to let you do so. Even I guarded my experiments, after all."
Ra'ven hmms, "Yaknow the Sliverfang people we ran across probably could be persuaded to help...."
Kris: "With my head as a gift maybe."
Ra'ven waves him off, "We just don't show you. I mean they do rather seem to believe in protecting Garmera and messing up the Emir's plans would fit that, plus they have that other kinda teleportation expert..."
Orbras: "Fascinating. I suppose that given my own studies, it makes sense that one of them might stumble onto some of the same ideas."
=^v^=: (( I suppose it's a bit ironic that Ra'ven saw the cultist telportation thing but Vul did not, and vice versa with the blood pool thing ))
Orbras: (It is a little funny, but I don't think this game can afford to use strict info sharing.)
Orbras: (I'm willing to assume that Vul and Ra'ven have talked about what happened.)
Ra'ven hmms, "Oh, right the blood thing, I guess that might be similar to the other teleportation thing but they were going for untracablity supposedly?" a pause, "Actually does the telportation that far have to be unplesent?"
Vul nods, "Generally speaking space dislikes being warped and rebounds in unplesent ways."
Orbras: "Eh... not inherently, though. Any unpleasantness is about specific techniques and conditions. In theory, if my refraction works correctly, teleportation in optimal conditions should be identical to its uncompressed version. My own best efforts have the same effect currently, but I think that is because the method is incomplete."
Orbras: "Ah! Someday, I intend to unveil a method no more upsetting to the stomach than a glass of warm milk and nutmeg."
Orbras: "Well. Mr. Orbras... you've brought some very important information to our notice, and I thank you. I very sorry to learn that the Emir and the Iron Empire will soon have access to the experiments you've spent so long building, but at least we are all now warned. If we can possibly help, please feel free to consult with us. Unfortunately, given our conflict with the Emir, I'm afraid we really must clear out. I do realize that this will leave your secrets unguarded on this end, but with him able to attack us at any time, It's simply not safe for us here." There is an odd, satisfied note in her voice, and you realize that, in fact, Patience is making A POINT to Orbras. The halfling's creased face gains a very worried look. He tries to say something, but patience keeps speaking. "If there was something we could do, we wouldn't want to leave either, but we really can't stop him from getting inside. We can't hold this place without a way to keep him from gaining access." Deep down in her tone of voice, you can hear a viciously satisfied note.
Orbras: Dammit
Orbras: (That's Patience.)
Orbras: (Obviously.)
Orbras: "...I'm not stupid, you know. I hope you don't think that I don't understand what you're saying. You could have offered, rather than threatening." Then he flushes. "...though I now recall that I leapt to threats as well."
Ra'ven: "You woudln't need to swipe sandwitches if the wards were outside, though I guess they were knocked out once before."
Orbras: "Fine. The rest of you... I don't suppose you might be willing to assist me? I can...offer some small assurances. I admit that their powers exceed mine. But I may be able to make getting in here difficult for anyone that doesn't have permission to get in here. In fact, depending on how far you want to go, I could potentially make this place very dangerous for them indeed. As long as there were people around to ward off more overt forms of invasion, at least."
Orbras: (AUGH. Ok, does anyone have something to say? I'm just monopolizing the conversation on my own, and now I feel like I'm talking about stuff that only I think is fun. :/ Apologies. In any case, I don't really have all that much longer. Like I said earlier... my ability to stick around is a bit truncated.)
=^v^=: (( I haz been talkin ))
Orbras: (That is true. I'm sorry. Nobody is doing anything wrong, except maybe me. I'm just worried that I'm taking your agency.)
Lucky: "Assist you how?"
Riot: (( for some reason I thought I hit enter and I did not ))
Vul: "Well, making wards is sorta a long hard process usually...." he nods, "I'd be willing to learn some more about them..."
Orbras sighs. "...a contract to guard this end of my network... perhaps to even do a few small favors here, if needed, in return for compensation. If the Emir and the Iron Empire gain access to my experiments, then at the very least we will have returned to THEM having a virtually monopoly on this area of study! They'll take it from me, and place it behind gilded bars. To prevent that, I need people more closely allied with my then them to function as a garisson. And, if you are in fact willing to do that, to keep a presence here which will keep them from simply walking in, I could be persuaded to teach you how to build those kinds of wards. Even help to set them up myself."
Kris: "I don't mind helping in that reguard, if I'm not out with them of course."
Orbras: "Well, obviously I couldn't require you to ALL stay here at all times. As long as a few people defend it, the public embarrassment of a pitched battle over private property in this city is probably more effective than any number of shields and summoned monsters."
Kris: "Ture enough."
Ra'ven gestures to Patience, "It's your house right? Thta's going to happen right?"
Orbras: "Aside from denying others access, I really only have one request, and that is to keep my experiments a secret. Besides, do you REALLY want them knowing?"
Lucky: "I think that part is easy enough."
Rai Patience Argent: "It is my house, but most of you agreed to hitch your stars to mine own some time ago. It would be discourteous to make the decision for you." She pauses. "I wished to form this company before I knew what was happening here. If you want to leave, I would rather sacrifice this house than the venture entirely. We can set up elsewhere, if we must. This city is the prime location, true, but if none of you feel it's worth it than I would rather begin again."
Kris: "I'm not an over all fan of sitting around in our enemies backyard, but knowing the kinds of information network the iron has they'll find us regardless of were we go eventually."
Kris: "So really it kind of comes down to how soon do we want them knocking on our... your door. Cause it sounded like they were going to send those "job" requests to use regardless of weither we agreed to work with them or not."
Lucky: "Unless Sera is right about where she's from, but that sounds like a last resort, because how would we even get anything accomplished behind a veil or whatever like that?"
Rai Patience Argent: "I'm inclined to agree with you both. Though at the least, I think we might wish to look into Sera's matter. A backup plan has never been a bad idea."
Rai Patience Argent: "Regardless, if they do plan to send requests to us, Kris is likely right. Having a known address will probably just make them less irritable when we decide to refuse a few of them."
Kris: "or all of them..."
Rai Patience Argent: "If none of them are acceptable to us... and when I say us, I mean us all, after speaking rationally about them. After all, we might find ways of taking advantage of Jydith's desire to keep us at hand." She uses the false name, following suit from earlier.
Kris: "Fair."
Ra'ven: "I mean from what you say she'd want to give us some ones that are actually good for us to get us used to the idea, right?"
Kris shrugs, "One would assume. She wants us to be on her side and to think she's doing nothing wrong, so asking us to go kill someone right off the bat seems a bit of a strech."
Rai Patience Argent: "You're right of course. Well then, Kris. May I count on you to be the voice of caution, and to point out all the ways in which our decisions could proved to harm us? So that we can better anticipate it?"
Rai Patience Argent: could prove*
Kris: "If I can see it, sure."
Rai Patience Argent: "Well, that's all any of us can ask."
Sera and Hector pass by the room where the group is having their discussion, giving a quick nod and announcing "Be back in an hour!", before leaving without waiting for a response.
Rai Patience Argent: (I have to beg off now, I'm afraid. But I'm glad we got to hang out. Hopefully next week I'm feeling a little better. Honestly, I just hope that in general, but also so that we can play a little longer.)
Rai Patience Argent: (Thanks, all of you.)
Riot: (( no worries! Feel better! ))
vonel: (( yep, see you later ))
Rai Patience Argent: Thanks. And to you too, Von and Akaiku.
Riot: (( Gnight y'all! ))
Ra'ven: night all
Ra'ven: also like
Ra'ven: feel free to like rp with me sometime during the week if you want
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