[OPEN] Like the stars chase the sun, over the glowing hill, I will conquer

[dorzalta]

WHO? Daenerys Targaryen & YOU!
WHAT? Ship shenanas, dreams, and next mission stuff when the time comes
WHEN? Various times in Dec/Jan
ANYTHING ELSE? Fire, dragons, spider monsters, blood, death, titties, and insta-boners... the usual GoT warnings, I guess?

This is serving as my catchall for some base shenans, as well as for any mission logs that arise in January. If you'd like to thread something out, feel free to throw me a prompt, or poke me on bubblytangerine to hash out some deets :>

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[dorzalta]

Two legs instead of four. It's such a queer thing to say that it surprises a huff of laughter out of her. "I can imagine how strange it must be, in more ways than one. Did you struggle much when you first walked on two?"

It seems a great temptation. Partake in battle and possibly win such a power. "So you battle other spirits and mages, all in the hopes of achieving victory for this wish. I would say it strange, but I suppose it's much the same as my world, where we battle for a throne." Similar enough, at least, that she understands the appeal of that wish. "What becomes of the losers in these battles? Spirits cannot die, I imagine?"

In her world, typically when a person dies, they remain dead.

"The wind will very much throw things off balance." She regards the target with the lightest hint of a frown. "Drogon, my fiercest, was struck by a spear. A similar idea enough to a bow, but thrust from a mechanical device our enemies created. But arrows? Those were easily deflected off his scales, or by the gusts of wind his wings created."

The attack on the Lannisters is still vivid as ever, despite it no longer being her most recent memory. To account of wind would be a difficulty that would take her time, and time is a luxury she doesn't have.

"Do you slip into that invisible form often, here?" She reaches for Irriella, and the spiderling scurries back up her arm, perching upon her shoulder once more. 'True capabilities' is another strange figure of speech. It's like he dangles more and more curiosities before her, coaxing her closer, engulfing her more fully into his world with each answer. "What will happen to you, then? You've no tether here, especially not whilst we're employed in a mission."

[horsepowered]

"Strangely enough, the movement was natural. What I was not used to was the amount of space I took up." Years of being used to one's behind being a ways well, behind...is hard to shake. "There were moments of looking over my shoulder to account for myself, only to find nothing there."

It's the first time he's admit it, actually, and Chiron shakes his head at himself. Riduclous, that's what it was. Something that no one else needed to hear about, and yet...well. Chiron could trust that this particular detail wasn't one that would be shared.

"A different prize, and I imagine slightly different rules. Heroic Spirits would be comparable to your dragons more than anything else, and would take the place of any additional armies." There are likely spirits who come with their armies, but Chiron can't think of any who might fit that bill. "Spirits pass in their way, and become raw energy again. That raw energy fills the Holy Grail itself, and eventually gives it the power to grant the victors' wish."

It was a neat, tidy system with little waste, in it's way.

"There are bows that are just as mechanical. You just need to reload the arrow and pull a trigger, and the firing is done for you, so long as you line the shot up. Learning this is far more demanding of time and concentration. But better, because once you've masted this, the one I just described is truly no work."

Crossbows, guns, everything builds on the principles of proper archery. It was better to work with the harder equipment first in order to build the fundamentals.

"If I've nothing else to do, yes," Chiron confirms. It was rare that he didn't sit up in the library reading though, or spend time working with the equipment in the training rooms. "If I run myself ragged and deplete my energy supply, I cease to be. Simple as that."

People die when they are killed. Heroic spirits die when they have no mana.