ferdaboy

Cassius Tiber slammed his head onto the dinner table, over and over again. "Theeee CLAPTON Special!"

oh wowwwww more azdrazi power creep

U freaking rock, great addition

Sir Owyn cried profusely, soiling himself in his grief. He knew not what to do anymore, he knew not what he was without Kato Oro.

A man, whom by all accounts should be dead already, heard news of the resurgence of his people. Some his descendants, and some even his children. He made note of where his blood now lived, and set out to see them once more.

Just like to note that this amendment speaks of balancing an endgame CA to be more in line with other magics. And in terms of balancing, I think it important to know that Azdrazi are quite susceptible to most magics on the server in one way or another. Be it deific magic, dark corruptive magic, materials, etc. I do think that double action needs some sort of change, but maybe not as drastic as you suggest. Things like being able to breath fire while swinging a sword are a bit insane simply in terms of visualizing it. But I don't think removing it across the board is the right way to go. I’d suggest something more along the lines of being allowed double action while channeling a cast, and no action on the cast itself, however long that may be. For an endgame CA that is meant to have achieved mastery over their inner flame, it makes sense to me to be able to wield it with unprecedented efficiency. Also, rather than alter the strength and fantasy of a CA to bring it in line with others, I’d prefer to see other magics embrace their niches and dip into what makes them strong (yes i play an azdrazi, yes i know where stingy lives, no i will not comment on where i was on may 3rd at 4am)

thank you phersades for keeping mu disability in mind when writing this

When he first laid eyes upon Joan, she had been a young woman, unimposing and unimpressive. And now, when he looked to her, he saw a cruelty that had not always been there. An unforgiving loyalty to the Empire, and he knew all too well it was slowly killing her. Time itself took from him what he loved most. Milena, his home, his children, and now his friends. He cursed himself for having such an abundance of it, yet none to share. Joan was just another name to add to the list of the lost, no matter how much it pained him. And the list would only grow longer. “Inevitable.”

"Gave them the Clapton special!" exclaims a young Lucian to his brothers