PrinceJose270

Took a skim, so feel free to say that im wrong. The writings lovely and hope it gets its just review. But I noticed Unlike the recent farseer Rewrite, This one can use as many Hexs so long as this Wrath is in check. The second big thing as this in no way describes the fate of current witch doctors at all. Among other things these seem to be the most that seem standoutish with this new "Pacting". Otherwise love the post, +1

Love the writing, though I have my own personal opinions on it (like maybe instead of 3 spells a day its till someone loses their favour.) But otherwise. Its a good write and I wish it luck on review +1

Within the depths of his forge, a lone shaman offered praise to his grand shrine. Yet as one of his informants entered to list out the new rules. He could not help but bellow out a hearty laugh. "Well, let us hope this time no war threats from Celia'nor and hope everyone can properly attend on time. The last one whilst needed was crude in terms of order." The shaman said amused, though he does recall their next fight. Already within the lowly forge, weapons of battle are already in the mists in preperation of the three headed dragon. A FINE opponent for whats to come.

[!] In the depths of the forge. The ker no doubt took the missive from one of his escorts, one paniced at the thought of what was made. Before he was simply dismissed. The kers tail flicked, as he saw the sketch of the dragon. "So, cloudbreaker wasnt enough, but now we have a real challange has arose. First it was azdromoth, now a three headed wannabe?" A loud laugh echoed in the large forge. Before his eyes settled to his creation in progress. "Another time to prep for a glourious hunt. I call dibs on one of them heads, would fit niceleh on mah ship!"The ker said with a smile, Already getting prepared for the battle to come! Though once more the sounds of hammering begun again as soft mixes of light eminated in the lonely forge. "To arms My brothers, we defeated something that had been considered immortal! and had slain Azdromoths child when he sacked Elveness! Let us see if three heads make a bloody difference!"

Jesse, get the enchanted Cactus green crystals.

Still a great post! The only real question is how sub races would work in that spectrum.

We lost another one boys.

bugman

Something i needs to be adressed. Re add the Preservation Sigil from the current lore. If people start somehow killing golems. it wont be fun at all if their entire memories get lost without any means of backup.

Yea, the reason why I said the third option in perticular, Is one thing when my mind went to "how many people would play a golem" It varies. and not like every golemancer will have a line of players ready to play the stone bois (If this does get accepted). Even if its for the most mundane, it could or should be npced just so someone doesnt just have cores catching dust in the chest, Which can no doubt happen. If they are npced, maybe they cant take on the unique sigils. And CAed varients are sought out due to being able. Dunno, I just like Rping the golems as much as giving em to players since it allows a bit of creative story to be used. (not saying i rather do that, just if the options there so what current cores or future cores are just left in the dust after all of this) But thanks for the reply :D

This is a good bit of lore, love that its much more fleshed out then prior. Though I do also have some questions about it that may draw concerns to many of the current golemancers. Firstly, and the most elephant in the room. Whilst those with FAs will get grandfathered, What about existing Golem Cores and Golem Anvils (Both Thanic and sigiled as both still exist). Will They be require to be resubbmitted. As by the look of it, least for the anvil. It seems more of an RP structure then RP item. as well as the Cores by the look of it. This would also go for CA'd bodies as well require to be redone. Secondly with the 3 slots for three months. Does this mean one can only build up to three cores in the entirety of those months? Unlike the current lore where one can make once a month as an option? Thirdly, when it comes to the golems. In the origonal lore all forms could be NPCed as long as they did not go into any combat or outer tasks that a standard CA would do, however with this instance. That only 2 are considered ''npc''(One being only temperary even). ET specific golem aside, does this mean a player must have someone in mind to play the CA of the golem we made? or can we temp NPC it much like a Servitor Golem. As there are many instances where a Servator Golem would not be useful in a non-combative situations. Unlike like Brutus or mundus. Which would be good to assist in hauling or assistance with constructions or higher tasks that a two- five foot golem with adult halfling strength can do. Whilsts its a personal opinion. I've had much more interesting responses NPCing the standardized golems, rather then people looking at a task golem and saying ''cute''. when it can only do so much. Lastly that comes to mind is the fact this lore piece doesnt allow us to create our own sigils. Not much to pass on that, but overall this is an interesting lore piece, and hope to see how it flourishes or edits in the future. But these are the most immediate questions that come to mind.

"I told you something was fishy.."The horned shaman said, sitting upon his favorite jungle tree, as he looked to the missive. His mind almost delving to recall in each instnace. As much as he wanted to deny those claims, with what good fights and talks the Ker shaman had with the blood rex. That smile soon fadded. Recalling not only that Brazen bull within the time of krug, to when the very war with them and Elysium, that he had azdrazi burn their tavern. His mind looked off to the side in the air, almost vividly recalling one of those he had cured even exposed his vamperic self during Scaatchnaks reign. But it seems Only now the ker looked back to the missive"Borok my friend, may you value what time you have left, for your sins against the spirits have caught up to you, even in our walk of the blood moon. My suspisions grew...if only you not delved into the taboo.."And with that, the shaman looked to his blade, a potental Votar, this could be. But no doubt felt somewhat betrayed by the blood rex's honeyed words, unknowing if they were a ruse to hide what plots he attempted.

WIthin the works of the forge, The horned ker would no doubt hear news of an old friend now being gone. Though not dead, the thought of never seeing him again did bring such grief. Though as the horned ker stopped, he went to one of his alcoholic barrels soon after. Recalling the first ever drink he had shown to Haraven. Before taking a cup to scoup out some and raise it to the air. "Haraven, you were one of few people in this damned continent that ment something, From the grand fight within the Attunland...To our drink, I will cherish each time I've entered your taven and still do despite it being quiet. Wherevere ya go, Let us hope one day we meet again before our paths divert to our afterlifes. There are few people like you in this world, let us hope they follow your path well!" Within the woods, a blue eyes Mali'ame watched as he heard of another druid that had fall. though familiar, he could recall of what idle one of speaking they spoke, or the sight of him sitting on what was now the clinic. But a frown had formed, The ame was ashamed he didnt least get to know the man before he fell. But offered no words.

As the shaman awoken from such a horrid dream, he sat up upon his bed, his gaze off towards the attunland. Yet only a frown had formed from his face. The small bits of memories of aiding the swamp trolls and defeating the plague that ravaged that land with the expeditionary force. He worried for the swamp there, and the trolls that harbored it. As he soon got up, getting dressed into the black ferrum armor he spoke."Those accursed spawn of Undead and Ibless taint that place with their magic? To make it their home. I'll be damned if they make that place their sanctum for that vile dragons heart." As the shaman spoke this, the small room he was in visibly rumbled almost, was it rage knowing the peaceful trolls have had their land defiled? Maybe it was it the flood of horrid memories when facing against the dark creatures. Whatever the case. The shaman got even more ready for what was to come and birds to send out.

Likewise with getting one!

Time to crank the 90s and default dance

This is quite the shocking development. In all seriousness two questions come to mind. Think ST will accept a creator based diety magic at any point. You might have more of a chance as a Neutral magic. But claiming it comes from a diety may prove much more difficult. So what reasons would this be worth a Diety type? Second is, May want to double check. is it actually 21 months for tier advancement? or was that a mistake.

How do you cheer up a depressed blood mage? You tell them to B positive. :)

The Horned shaman gazed at the missive on his rare visits to the ker settlement, A raised brow simply at his Aunts missive. But simply let off a shrug. Spending the brief time to buy what herbs and oddities before making his way back. Though did mutter to himself as his tail flicked a bit. "It is good to see that you are aware of Histories wheel turning itself, but its time is not as close. Panic will only cause half assed work after all. But never then less dear Aunt, I am glad your eyes are opened. Prepare well and stock your ship, But It makes me wonder how the new lands will be...especally if that worm from Athera is coming here.. Maybe that cloud breaker fella can burn em away, but ah well." The Shaman went off to return to the port he protected, Gathering what assistance he had to passively prepare his ships. though there was a smile on his face. Rather in a good mood despite reading a 'end is near' poster.

Within the well lit anchient forge, The horned kers gaze upon his latest creation. Finding peace before the Shrine of Genthuruz as he had for his momentary isolation. That was until one of his assistance had offered him the missive. A prolong stare with the amber eyes to the parchment itself. Possibly taking a minute to re-read it and assume it was some play on joke. though those arbitrary seconds held no jokes to confirm. The Horned One's tail flicked in pain as the entirety of the forge shook, the silver aura radiating not only himself but the edges of the large room entirety to even cause the forge to offer a slight groan. Before his words bellowed out to an echo with said forge before walking to the exit. It has been near a century since he felt this feeling, grief? Sorrow? No..The Horned One felt a bottled rage that had been controled. "kranklûk...gaakh stargûsh hon-lat.. amirz nau lat-ub afâr’Ilzgûl nûrzum Afar Angathfark Afar Vadokanuk Stargûsh gimbubut znûg zaarsh!" "Brother...let it be the Ancestors watch you.. Who ended you will fear the spirits wrath... By the forge of my soul, by all the dead and Ancestors. They will reget this day!"

I wont lie, One the best ways Aesthetically. When youc onsider all the things that are lore approved to just monk magic in general. I wouldnt be surprised but actually excited to see if the next CT was its own floating Island. Not only would this mean it cannot interfear with the world proper below. But it would also give some rendition to make Soul Stones canonical once more. Instead of these teleporting fast travel points that people have oocly in their inventory. They could be some form of key in order to acess the cloud temple. (To prevent fall damage I can only assume its walled off with barrier blocks). As for hubs, the origional portal gateways would fit it, since like the temple I think hubs would be essental for people to get to a starting point since the most that can counter it is having just warps to all places. Tl Dr, sky island would be the most interesting, if not some type of underdark with tunnels.

Love it that Vale and vortice would of got their own islands in this joke, Though I question why Haelun'or would ever be in a volcano...kinda sus.

As the Ker gazed to the paper, a wave of dissapointment had washed over the horned ker's face. His mind reminicing of the old sanctum and his fathers words, the amber eyes gaze only relivating the great things, though Oh how times changed, for only one who recently returns dares to make such a claim to call him a failure, when he and his wife were the only jusmias who had kept the clan alive for most of the time. Yet this was our thanks? The kers gaze finally lifed, Those amber eyes stare, That his own aunt who had not even spoken a word about this, nor did anyone of Reza had even any complaints. Decide to pull this rather backdoor stunt. Though he simply spoke upon the large jungle tree. Following his words, A note no doubt sent to Reza'jer soon followed After. "In my near two hundred years upon this world. I have handled many of betrayal, from friends to the other brothers of the original four's children. But none can compare to the dissapointment I have for this betrayal. For Qudlia deems us failures when we ourselves had taught, that had kept the Jusmia's name and codes alive. Is this truely the thanks we get? I say this As Gusiam, the fourth heir of the Carnelian sect, son of Daichia Jusmia, and one whos work has been marked by the Immortal spirit of Gentharuz themselves and one of the eldest Ker shamans within the Frontier. I say this plot of Garnet and agates decendent goes against the very codes of honour we uphold. In recent years whilst Qudlia held herself true. She dares to call the other jusmias, ones who had sacrificed many to keep the clan about aside like torn paper to the seas wind as failures. If she wishes to usurp the frontiers with words of trying to make the jusmias better, She may try, but I already forsee well her fortune, that her actions will bite her colder then the deepest caves of the abyss. For Betraying their own kins trust, the Jusmias shall become stagnent once more in a few years time when such matters settle. Whilst I do implore that the decision should be reverted, it is well assume that the answer is already there. To this, my dissapointment is set. And I wish Qudlia their best. For she shall need it if she wishes to gain trust, for harming a kin is one thing, but to betray anothers trust is a true shame amongst any respectable clan. -Gusiam Jusmia" Though as the ker sent such a note away thanks to his grayed raven, he then stopped speaking allowed. and only looked to the stars, was it some twisted fate? a prank gone wrong? Was the clan he upheld so much decided to finally pull their blades to him? He did not know, for there were many outcomes, but the horned ker let out a soft sigh. Already assuming the answer, so he simply went to spend his days in the forge, to continue to make items to one day shake the world. For his heart was now torn, and his mind well wandered, his focus now, was to his forge and the spirits.

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As the shaman gazed about his shrine, the moment he too notice of the apparent grudge, the look of the face of this horned one was quite puzzled. Akin to such his amber eyes squint at the paper with the most confusion. "Wait...wait a damn minute."He said, once he was left to his own devices."So, you are tellin me. Someone burnt yer clan hall and the only difinitive proof ye got, after admittin that the assailent is unknown. Assume it is krug or its people because someone put a bit of blah on the walls? Not to point out the mammoth in the room ere, but anyone can do that and then blame krug fer it. Whats it called again?" The being said as it was on the tip of his tongue, before snapping his fingers in realization."Ah yes, isnt it somethin like framing a group? I know the orcs have a history as old with the dwarves, but with recent times i doubt anyone of them would lack enough braincells to deliberately point themselves out. Most places dont and the only times they do is some third parteh. This seems to be the Grand king, whilst I wish him a golden age, seem to took some bait. Ah well, Grudges are grudges but I dont think exstermination is the right way to go at it, makes ye look like tha bad guys."The Shaman then went back to making some of that good green, after placing the missive in his pocket. "If the place was important to cause some weird exstermination, why wasnt it treated with golems and the best weaponry....this is all too odd and too vague to be worth a grudge of this level."