Erinyes or Malvorg. Choose Erinyes if that is the path of less resistance

>>439644
It's simple. Healing Shivs. Chaos Theory. If you can calculate fast enough, you can predict raw chaos using nothing but math. You can find the Order inherent in Chaos. We can enhance our...processing speed?

So we learn chaos theory, and master Chaos AND Order. Simple.

Yeah, hellhounds sound awesome. Maybe a cerberus? Or is it too much? ... A cerberus puppy perhaps? That would be so cute.

As to whom summon? I don't know but Erynes seem to be more reliable if less knowledgeable. I would go with that.

As for gods, well if there are any, you could try a lesser god of knowledge... they could point you in a right direction.

Also, how is your spark count? You haven't drained sparks from your underlings for a while yet.

Can we get a link to the previous thread. Im havin some trouble finding it.

>>439644
Erinyes seem basically perfect for you since you've got a gigantic vengeance kick going on right now. I'd say whistle one up, and if that seems to go well consider investing in them heavily.

What characteristics are necessary for a person to make a good host body for a demon? What should we be looking for here?

How difficult is it to control demons? Is there any possibility of having some of the shamans or other mages summon lesser demons and control them on your behalf, so that you can field more of them overall and don't have to worry about wrangling piddly minions into obedience?

Getting a Pet Hated 2012/08/06(Mon)23:09 No. 440064 ID: a407a5
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>Healing Shivs. Chaos Theory. If you can calculate fast enough, you can predict raw chaos using nothing but math.
That would technically mean that it was Ordered, no? Chaos can become Ordered. Same thing the other way, Order can become Chaos. It just needs something to make it so. But yeah, I don't think I can calculate anything that quickly, even if I wanted to. I wouldn't even know where to begin. How does one find the starting point to Chaos?

Also, maybe a stupid question, but what's a Healing Shiv? Or Chaos Theory?

>Yeah, hellhounds sound awesome. Maybe a cerberus? Or is it too much? ... A cerberus puppy perhaps? That would be so cute.
Cerberus? I think... hold on... hum de dum... yeah. Cerberus is technically the one, and only, upper house Hellhound. Guards the gates of hell and all that. Can talk. Apparently a very good conversationalist before he rips your body three different ways. Sounds like a nice guy. Anyway, no, I don't think we'll be getting any Cerberus puppies, given their is only one... I could try bringing over a hellhound pup though. That suffice? Although it wouldn't really be much use... maybe a companion for our child? Kids like small animals, right?

Anyway, it seems hellhounds it is. I'll start with bringing one over and binding it to my will, then we'll see about the other one. I suppose I'll need a body for it to inhabit and warp... eh, a dog will do. They usually work for the lower house. Upper house usually refuse those kinds of bodies. I get Nina to go find me a dog I can use, preferably one someone else doesn't already own, and in the meantime memorize traits for calling the thing.

>Erinyes
That will come after the Hellhound, I think. I mean, I'll have to defile the summoning circle anyway, just to reach the Pit. Erinyes won't be difficult to call at all, although I suppose I can't really specify which one, as I don't know the names of any... eh, not like it really matters. We'll get one to talk to, and that's enough for me.

>What characteristics are necessary for a person to make a good host body for a demon? What should we be looking for here?
Anyone really, as long as they accept the demon into their body. Not that hard to do, if you threaten them with lots of pain and suffering if they don't do as their told. I should know, I've done it. Suicidal people or demonic cultist fanatics tend to do just as well though, without the screaming and the violence involved. Less entertaining, but a bit faster.

>How difficult is it to control demons? Is there any possibility of having some of the shamans or other mages summon lesser demons and control them on your behalf, so that you can field more of them overall and don't have to worry about wrangling piddly minions into obedience?
Most mages can't sustain a demon's essence bound to their soul, much less controlling one. And "control" is more along the lines of "I'm stronger than you, so shut up and do as your told" among the lower house. The upper house... it's always difficult to tell if your actually in control or not. You are dealing with Chaos after all. But now that I think of it... Sticks might be able to sustain one. Isrenow should be able to hold on as well. Maybe two. That's lower house for both, upper house is definitely beyond them.

>Also, how is your spark count?
My spark cou- Oh! I haven't counted in awhile actually. And I have been eating, at least over the past weak. Haven't eaten today though. Probably because I doubt Nina would let me leave just to do that.

As for the count now... give me a moment...

Spark Count: 131,234
Roughly. Give or take a couple thousand.

For now, it's rest until Nina lets me get up. Shouldn't take too long, I'm pumping some sparks into getting these burns to go away.

The next day I'm allowed to move again, and with my headache gone and body free of burn scars, and I head to my new summoning circle right after feeding. The circle isn't difficult to find, the sigils occupying one of the biggest rooms available in the town hall, but I don't complain. Instead, I take my acquired dog(retrieved from Nina before leaving this morning) and placing it within the circle. The I chain it in place with a spell and drag out my other required ingredient. Virgin blood. Admittedly, I didn't come by this easily, a few villagers might have gone missing, but for the most part no one will miss them. Not like dozens of others aven't died recently. I pour the blood over the circle, and watch as the blood seems to naturally redden and darken the ruins covering the floor and walls. I nod to myself, then begin my work, pouring sparks into the circle, drawing in a deep breath and focusing my thoughts. The dog whimpers in fear, and I grin, preparing to send the call for a hellhound.

ThenI let out a piercing whistle and simply wait. And wait. And wait. I start to doubt it having worked after nearly 10 minutes of waiting, until I hear the dog start howling at nothing. I glare at it, hoping it will shut up, but suddenly it yelps in pain and starts convulsing, blood pouring from its mouth. I watch in morbid fascination as the things body starts to grow bigger and begins sprouting weird tentacle thing out of its face and back. It finishes its growth, but the dog continues convulsing on the floor as tentacle thing keep sprouting from it's body. Suddenly, all growth ceases and a wave of heat suddenly bursts outward, warming the room considerably. There's a long pause, then the body stirs.

And the hellhound drags itself to its feet, turning as it does so to face me. It's then I get to see the full size of this thing. It measures out at roughly the size of a large horse, and one of it's fangs is roughly the size of my forearms. I can also see, there between its front legs, a solid ball of fire and condensed Chaos, the beating "heart" of this thing. It lets out a low, deep growl at me, eyes focused on me with deadly purpose. I simply smile. This thing is mine, even if it doesn't know it yet.

I call up some more sparks, form them into a binding spell of chains, and hurl it at the thing. The hellhound, staggers under the sudden spell, but instinctively lashes out at me with a few of its tentacles, only to have the things bounce off the solid wall that is the circle. It growls again, then hurls its whole form at the wall, battering itself against the thing hopelessly. This continues for a solid twenty minutes, the thing roaring and growling and hurling itself at me. I simply wait, eyes watching it coldly, till it quiets down. Then I hit it with a binding spell again, to which it roars. But I don't let up, hitting it again and again, till only its face is visible though all the magical chains I called up. Then I stride without fear into the circle and stand over the hellhound and smile at it again.

"Your mine now, hellhound. You know it to. I can see it. You aren't going anywhere till I'm done with you, and I'm immortal. That could be a very long time. A very long time hunting mortal flesh. You serve me. All you have to do is bow your will to mine. I'm your... what do they call it... I'm your Alpha now."

The hellhound stares at me, then something in it clicks, and I feel it. A rush of pure Chaos, unfettered, free to warp and change the world. It isn't mine, but this hellhounds, and it's through this link I now have with it that I can tell. It will serve loyally, for the rest of its life, it is mine.

I unbind the thing and release the circles protection, and it stalks its way out of the circle, huffing slightly at the cramped conditions. I slide my fingers across its rough, almost harsh, coat, and smile. I've got a pet demon.

I suppose that proves I can do it now, all that needs doing is wondering if I should pull out a pup next. Someone mentioned the idea of puppies, and it wouldn't hurt to have a playmate for the child that's coming, right? I suppose we also have to figure out how to feed this new pet of ours without feeding it people.

But first thing that needs taking care of... pets need names.

What shall we call our new pet?

My bad. Wrong thread... heh... ignore that one up there... pretty please?

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>>440064
Garmr or Bonzo the Non-Wonder Clown Dog. Either of them are fine pick your poison

"Lassie"

>>440064
"cuddles"

>>440092
I like Cuddles

>>440126
>>440092
I am not naming the demon hellhound tentacle thing "Cuddles". That doesn't suit my tastes at all. Nor does it really inspire all that much fear. Or intimidation. Or anything suitable at all. It's not even all that awe-inspiring. Although it would be funny to say "Cuddles, stop chewing on that corpse". But still, no to Cuddles the hellhound. I'll just use Garmr or whatever it is. It'll work for now. Garmr... Garmr...

I push the name through the link to the hellhound, and the beasty seems to perk up upon receiving it. I think it understands that it now has a name... I think. I can't really say for certain. Anyway, on to bigger and better things. Like calling out an Erinyes.

Before any calling gets done though... I need to acquire a body for the thing. A suitable host, if you will. I could go searching the old fashioned way, or I could go with the fast and easy way, which is enlisting Isrenow's aid. I don't really need to think too hard on which I prefer. I grab hold of my new pet and shadow-step outside, which causes quite a ruckus as warriors and people around my destination get their first sight of the hellhound. I ignore them for the most part, instead heading back towards my personal tent to see if Isrenow might be hanging around there, but on my way I'm met by an old annoyance of mine.

"What in the name of Tirfuldin is that... thing?"

Garmr reacts to the obviously hostile intent by baring its fangs and sending its tentacles into some sort of snake-like bobbing motion, but it calms when I send across the command to ignore the "threat", if it could be called that.

"What do you want... wait, I can do this... Vidrag?"

"Vodthag! Vodthag! My name is Vodthag!"

"Yeah. I knew that. Either way, what do you want?"

"I have received reports of you using a summoning circle to summon... things. But I did not expect this! I can practically feel the rage and chaos this... thing... brings into our-"

"And you will keep right on feeling it. I don't have the time or the care to worry about every little detail you find fault with. Besides. This DEMON you seem so worried about is of the lower house, and is bound to my will. I won't do anything I don't let it do. Now I have other things to do, and other people I have to talk to-"

"DEMON?! A DEMON! YOU BROUGHT A DE-"

"DO NOT INTERRUPT ME!" The man immediately goes quiet, mostly because Garmr, reacting to my anger, has bared its fangs again and is letting out a harsh growling noise, its body tense and expectant, waiting for permission to kill. "Whatever your complaint, problem or worry is, it can wait until I'm finished with my own tasks. Then you can find my wife and tell her, and she'll tell me, and then I will come find you, and we'll talk. Until that time, you have your duties to perform. Is this understood?"

"... Yes..."

"Good. Now get lost. I have things to do, and you're not included in that." Garmr calms again, settling back down now that my anger has abated, although my annoyance hasn't. This bastard isn't exactly the most helpful of people, particularly because we both seem to piss each other off, but tough shit for him, because I'm king and he's not. I stride off, Garmr following quietly behind, and I reach my tent after a few minutes of EVERYBODY staring at me and the hellhound. We meet no actual resistance though, and I enter the tent after telling Garmr to wait outside.

I find Nina inside, humming quietly to herself, and Tongues as well, who's staring very intently at a bowl of water. Isrenow, however, remains elusive. Nina glances up upon my arrival, and Tongues gives me a sideways glance before returning to his staring contest with water. I frown, then figure I should at least ask about the whereabouts of the other. "Anyone seen Isrenow? I need her help with something."

Tongues just shakes his head slowly, gaze never leaving the bowl, while Nina frowns, whether in thought or jealousy I can't tell. After a few moments though, she shakes her head as well. "I can't say that I do, my lor- Vati. Don't you have some sort of magic to find her with?"

"Not really. Finding a mind magic user is difficult, they tend to hide themselves really well when they don't wa-" Oh. I forgot about the spark sniffing, haven't I? And this bracelet thing she gave me. Let's test it shall we? I activate the magic and send through a tentative thought, mostly a greeting. Within moments I'm bombarded with a happy return greeting. After calming her down, I inform her that I need her to find me a man and a woman, both willing to take an Erinyes into them as host bodies. Isrenow hesitates a moment, then agrees to the task, cutting the link right afterward. I expect that will get done quickly. In the meantime... "Hey Nina. We're going to need a lot of meat."

That catches her attention, and the woman stands, eyes intent on me. "Why would we need a lot of meat?"

I simply gesture outside, and Nina goes to take a look, she almost immediately pulls back and yelps, Garmr apparently having placed himself to wait right in front of the entry way. Nina's reaction attracts Tounges from his perch, who performs almost the same reactions, only he does so with considerably more magic. A weak fireball is hurled at the hound, who barely registers anything happened at all, and then there's silence.

"My lo- Vati. What is that?"

"Our new dog. Sorta. Well, it used to be a dog. Now it's a pet demon. But it'll act like a dog. Mostly. Anyway, it's going to need a lot of meat. About once a week usually, unless we get into a battle, in which case it'll eat dead bodies. It's named Garmr. Don't worry about it eating our people or you, it won't do anything unless I want it to do it. Think of it like a giant watchdog. With tentacles... I don't actually know what those do... hmm..."

Nina seems hesitant to go near it, but Tongues is far more excited, and happily walks right up to the thing to touch it and investigate. Garmr ignores him for the most part, instead sniffing experimentally at Nina before huffing slightly and losing interest in her as well. It stalks off to the side of the tent and lays itself down, looking very much like a tired dog, while Tongues continues to pester it.

"I was thinking of getting a puppy one for our k-"

"NO!" Nina's response is instant and unyielding. I flinch back instinctively, Nina's outbursts as always unexpected and surprising. She seems to get worked up and assertive about the oddest things.

I suddenly feel the telepathic link open up again, and Isrenow reports she's found one of each and what should she do with them. It occurs to me that I really only need one...

So, do we want our little demon of revenge to be male or female? It might help with negotiations, depending on how we want to handle this.

Also, should I get another hellhound? Have a matching set? Look suitably intimidating with a demon dog on each side of my throne(when I get one) when receiving guests?

They are known as "Daughters of Vengeance" right? You might as well just pick the female host then.
You should get a second hellhound as a reward after you take over the next city. You deserve to treat yourself from time to time

>>440835
Ask Isrenow through the link if she wants to come watch you summon a demon. She'd probably enjoy that. And offer to show her how to summon one of her own if she doesn't know already- after all, if she's strong enough to dominate a demon it seems a waste for her not to have one to use on your behalf, doesn't it?

As far as choosing the host body- you mentioned that the upper house demons can refuse bodies; would it be practical to have both of them available for the demon's use and let it pick whichever it finds more suitable?

As far as whistling up more hellhounds, what other lower house demons are available? And how many of them do you think you could simultaneously dominate- we talking a handful, dozens, hundreds?

I think "cuddles" was much better choice

ah it's good to finally be awoken to your wonderful mind vati. it would seem that the female should be your choice as a host.
as for the demon dog, well you can never have to many murderous pets, that is of course if you can handle them.

Daughter of Vengeance Hated 2012/08/12(Sun)20:19 No. 442386 ID: a407a5
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>would it be practical to have both of them available for the demon's use and let it pick whichever it finds more suitable?
Eh... this wouldn't be practical. In order for a demon to converse with me on this plane of existence, the demon needs to inhabit a host body. In order for it to choose one or the other, I would have to put both bodies in the circle. But whichever host wasn't chosen by the first could get chosen by another demon that happened to respond to the call. That little incident would not be a good thing. I doubt the circle itself would be able to contain the Chaos.

> what other lower house demons are available? And how many of them do you think you could simultaneously dominate- we talking a handful, dozens, hundreds?
Let me think... off the top of my head, the lower house includes the hellhounds, imps, nightmares, harpies, hags, faceless, lupines, carrion puppets, hunger-tounges, ravelers, blood-drinkers, rat-men... there are dozens of others, but those are the first thing that pop into my head. As for the number... my soul could sustain another four of these minor demons. Less, if we bind an upper house demon/angel to my soul. I'm not exactly sure how one makes their soul stronger and more capable of handling more demons. Maybe by simply exposing my soul to things. For now though, five is the limit. Demons and angels both.

Now then, time to get the business of summoning up a daughter of vengeance. An actual daughter in this case, as the female body seems to be the general consensus. I make my way back to the summoning circle, getting Isrenow to meet me there, and I happily grab the human woman and shove her into the circle, then start up the magic again, all while explaining the general idea to the elf with me. Once it gets to the part I actually have to start chanting for, I refocus my attention on the circle.

"Hey lady, you ready for this? Demon and all?"

"Please... just let me die..."

"Oh, you'll die alright... I call you, Vengeance given flesh. I call you, fury made real. I call you, pain given release. Come before me and wield your vengeance on this world."

This summoning happens a lot faster and more smoothly than the hellhound. The woman lets out a shriek of pure pain and suffering almost immediately, then her body is lifted into the air and Chaos begins to visibly invade her form. Black feathers erupt from her back, covering the room in the things, and I see Isrenow take a step back out of the corner of my eye. A few seconds later, the wings themselves rip themselves out of the woman's back, spraying the wall behind her with blood. Her skin turns pale, then pure white, and her eyes start to spark with Chaos. Armor made of bone rips its way out of the woman's body, spraying blood everywhere now, and slides into place over the demon. Then it descends back to the floor, bone-covered feet landing gently against the ground. For a moment, nothing. Then it turns its attention to me, and I can feel it as it lets it's magic test the circle, looking for any weakness it can get it's hands on. I simply stare at it with disinterest, waiting for it to decide it won't be going anywhere. A minute passes, and Isrenow comes up to stand next to me, leaning over to whisper in my ear.

"Soooo... is she going to do anything else?"

I am, immortal. But you should hold your tongue. You are not the one who called me here. The one who tastes of Chaos, it is his voice I heard, and his voice I shall listen to. Now. To business. You have called me, a Daughter of Vengeance. What is it you require of me?

"I was hoping you might be able to show me how to wield Chaos, like you demons do. So that angels won't keep beating my ass into the ground."

Hm. You ask for something I can do without thinking... But I suppose I might have an idea of how it could work. Not for others, they are too... orderly. You though... it might work with you...

"Will it? You going to tell me?"

I see no reason why I should. I have not been offered anything in return.

Basically, offer me something. Why does it always have to be so complicated. Anyway, how shall I handle this? And what could I possibly offer that a demon, an Erinyes no less, would actually want? I suppose if she hasn't completed her vengeance yet...

"What about access to the world to complete you-"

My vengeance was done many years ago.

Damn... what else... Well, I don't really know what to offer. I suppose I could just try to dominate her will, force her into my servitude in some way, in exchange. Or I could ask her what she wants, but that leads to some very difficult proposals, as demons like to seem contradictory. Usually won't benefit me at all either. Or I could just dismiss her and try something else... Someone suggested becoming more Ordered awhile ago? Should I try that?

hell no. dont go ordered. what? you wanna be like one of those stuck up angels? learn to wield the glorious power of chaos.
as for how to deal with the demon, force her to your will if you think you've got the strength. if not, ask her what she wants.

Hmm... what would a demon want, an eryness who completed her vengeance? I am not sure what we can offer. Does she want material goods? ...I doubt it.
Maybe some sacrifices? We could snatch bunch of people from enemy settlements or somethin.
Demons like chaos and to change shit, right? Perhaps we can promise her to be able to do that?
Anyway, if all fails try to dominate her if you think you can.

What about the chance to help with your vengeance it is a pretty big one

>>442386
"Well, your vengeance might be complete, but mine certainly isn't. I'm not going to be stopping until I've torn apart every last one of the bastards who broke my power and their descendants, and the angels standing in my way are a pain in the ass. That, along with gaining enough power that my former self looks like a helpless kitten, are my only priorities here. I'm conquering the world on the way, and based on how things have gone so far, probably pillaging a sizable chunk of it. If you care at all about assisting others' vengeance, you'll help me for that alone; if you're interested in seeing anything less boring than squatting in the Pit for eternity, you'll help me for the entertainment value; if you care even a little about affecting the world in any way, then so long as you're not standing in my way or wrecking my plans and resources I see no reason not to turn you loose on the world with a smile and well wishes once I've purged the blood of my ancient enemies."

If she doesn't take that, then we might as well try and break her. "Fine, then. You're not offering any suggestions and I don't have any interest in catering to some bint who won't aid me in my revenge- Daughter of Vengeance, my ass. Let's see if I can just force the issue." Then try to dominate her.

Awakening Chaos Hated 2012/08/13(Mon)23:29 No. 442778 ID: a407a5
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>What about the chance to help with your vengeance

That vengeance is another's. I can not say who's, but I do not dare intrude.

>Maybe some sacrifices?

I am no pit fiend. Leave the sacrifice of mortals to them.

"Well, your vengeance might be complete, but mine certainly isn't. I'm not going to be stopping until I've torn apart every last one of the bastards who broke my power and their descendants, and the angels standing in my way are a pain in the ass. That, along with gaining enough power that my former self looks like a helpless kitten, are my only priorities here. I'm conquering the world on the way, and based on how things have gone so far, probably pillaging a sizable chunk of it. If you care at all about assisting others' vengeance, you'll help me for that alone; if you're interested in seeing anything less boring than squatting in the Pit for eternity, you'll help me for the entertainment value; if you care even a little about affecting the world in any way, then so long as you're not standing in my way or wrecking my plans and resources I see no reason not to turn you loose on the world with a smile and well wishes once I've purged the blood of my ancient enemies."

So you offer freedom and the chance to kill i exchange for my aid?

"Yes."

Hm. I see. I will accept your offer with a minor alteration. You will set me loose to my own devices now. In exchange, I will avoid contact with you and yours, and will give you my idea regarding your Chaos. Is this acceptable?

I pause to consider it. Demons are bound by the contracts they make, at least for the most part. And Erinyes usually don't twist wording...

"Yeah, alright. I agree."

We have a deal then. Regarding your Seed. My belief is that you need something to jump start it. Right now, you could say it is sleeping, mostly due to the small amount of Order currently containing it. Find a strong source of Chaos, and you will likely awaken that seed inside of you. Essentially wipe away the Order within. I will warn you however, you will likely begin to cease caring about thing you did before if you descend too far into Chaos. Logic will begin to mean nothing, actions that would normally seem like a good idea will be ignored. Emotion, instinct and desire will begin to rule your thoughts ans actions. I doubt that any empire you build will last long with you in that condition.

"Sooo... if I become too Chaotic, all my work up to now goes to the Pit?"

Almost literally.

I release the words on the circle, allowing the Erinyes to leave, which it promptly does, then consider this new bit of information. That would be the logical conclusion to becoming more Chaotic, wouldn't it? It would get harder for me not to follow my instinct to just eat everyone and everything... Gah! I hate all this thinking!

But the only large sources of Chaos I know anyway are upper house demons and arch-demons. I suppose I could ask around for other sources of Chaos, but I can't think of anything off the top of my head. I suppose the easy way out woud be binding a demon to my soul. That might do it. And by demon I mean upper house, because the hellhound didn't seem to do a damn thing. At least, not that I can feel. Eh, in the meantime, Chaos is the goal so let's see about finding someway to whip up some Chaos.

...So... Should I just summon up another demon then? I already got one in mind to try for this Chaos thing. Just keep in mind that if I do bind this demon o my soul, no Angel will ever deal with me again, unless they are bound to a god.

Or I suppose I could try waking my Chaos up some other way. Maybe a god would know?
Or should I try looking into Order? It doesn't cost me anything to call up an angel... except maybe cleaning up all this blood and purifying the place.
Or is there some other action I should be taking?

I was afraid this would be the case. I am against going more chaotic then, seems that you will lose control of yourself, just like when you turned on your sexy-time skill infront of Nina.You hated that feeling of not being in complete control, right? So, becoming more chaotic is lose/lose all the way.

We must find a different approach. Perhaps we should delegate? Make so that our soldiers can resist and kill angels? Or make few champions?

Calling an angel and seeing if we can become more ordered seema like a good idea too.

Call up an angel, see what kind of advice they can offer as far as the order thing goes.

Honestly, the chaos thing seems like a really bad idea. Currently, a large portion of your power, and more importantly potential power, comes from the fact that you have followers who give you sparks. You go more chaotic and maintaining any kind of resource base will become nearly impossible. Which means killing for sparks. Which means less sparks, less often, and needing to spend sparks to get them. It simply isn't economical.

It would also fuck with all of your current plans.

Yeah, I'm all for calling up an angel now. We should see if the other side has anything better to offer that won't have the possibility to be as lethal to your faculties.

Well i was referring to Hated's vengeance but whatever

Angel of Mercy Hated 2012/08/14(Tue)23:37 No. 443374 ID: a407a5
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>Calling an angel and seeing if we can become more ordered seema like a good idea too.
>Call up an angel, see what kind of advice they can offer as far as the order thing goes.
>Yeah, I'm all for calling up an angel now.
Alright then. I suppose that means I should clean up all this blood now... and purify the runes, although I'll have to get someone else to do that. I could never remember how to do it. Chants or something. Anyway, I drag out some sparks and get the blood out of the way, having it all collect into a ball and then shoving it into a bucket or two that I transported the stuff here with. Then I go around town, rounding up some shamans since I hope they can perform some sort of purifying rite thing. They do so, although they aren't really sure how to do it themselves other than call out to their god, who decides to respond and get rid of the Chaos infecting the runes. While they're doing their thing, I head off into town with Isrenow, this time on the hunt for someone willing to bring an angel into their body. The search actually takes longer than others, but eventually we find one. Almost inevitably it's a woman, but that seems typical of most of the more peaceful angels. Or maybe it's just because most people tend to imagine angels as female. Who knows? Anyway, she follows willingly enough after being told the task I require of her, and I take her back to the summoning circle and have her stand in the center. Once that's done, I kick the shamans out and get to the calling, although this time for something that probably won't react well to me at all.

Ah well. Whatever. I drag out some books on angels to dig through, searching for something that might not hate me instantly. I eventually stumble across it. Something called a Merciful, whatever that is. I memorize the chant for it briefly, then stride back over to the circle. Isrenow has waited patiently, albeit with little to do herself, so I tell her she can go, if she likes. She shakes her head, although it's a lazy motion, like she can't really muster up the strength to care all that much. Whatever. Again, not my problem, I have better things to do.

I shove sparks into the summoning circle, then begin my work again, this time beginning the chant as soon as the summoning circle begins it's glow.

"Being from the a realm of birth and order. Here me and come, so that I might receive the gift you bring... Mercy."

I stand there, finishing my call, and as with the Daughter of Vengeance, the angel responds almost at once. The woman doubles over, the pain clear on her face, then something changes and her expression seems to soften into some sort of sleep or coma. Then the woman is lifted into the air and the rest begins happening. Wings erupt from the woman's back, this time the wings being white, feathers filling the air. There's no blood this time, but a sudden burst of light fills the room, and I realize it's because the angel has a Pit-damned halo. Course it would. At least the angels that fight don't have the damn things. But she's not done, the woman's clothing seeming to ripple and shift, growing larger and wrapping around her body like robes. She descends, the angel clearly having taken control from the feeling of discomfort I'm feeling right now, and she lands gently, kneeling on the ground before directing her attention at me.

"How very interesting. Very interesting indeed. A being of Chaos, calling a Servant of Order? Wonders never cease." There's the look of amusement in her eyes, but at the same time there's a clear feeling of hatred or disdain, and hostility, however small. She clearly doesn't like being around me. Well too bad.

"Yeah sure. Whatever. Look, I've been told I have this... Order thing surrounding some sort of Chaos seed or something like that. I want to know if I can... I don't know, increase the amount of Order in me. Make myself more Ordered if you want to call it that.

"Hm... how... unexpected... but unfortunately, impossible. If you were a demon, it might be possible, but you are not. I'm truthfully not sure what you are. I could look into it, but I doubt someone like you wants an angel sticking her nose in your business."

"So this was useless then. Damn it to the Pit. Fine. I guess you ca-"

"When did I say I could not help? The Order inside you keeps your natural Chaos dormant, but even now it influences you. If the Order inside of you were to increase, the Chaos would have less of an impact on your soul, and might bring you closer to Order. I believe contributing an Ordered soul to this might cause an increase in your own Order."

"... So I should bind an angel to my soul?"

"One possible method. There are others as well. One of our own is attempting an experiment to use sparks to artificially create Order. I can not say how it is going though, as she is outside my interests."

Essentially, the same thing has to occur for Order as for Chaos. Although at least Order offered an alternative. I could try tracking down this experiment of theirs, but... that seems like a long shot.

Either way, the choices still stand.

Order?
Chaos?
Another method?
Or shall we just ignore the issue for now?
And what do I do with this angel?

i have to suggest chaos. was it not you dream to bring death and destruction down upon the world? to have angels cower in fear before you and have blood rain from the sky. you are naturally a chaotic being.
and think about it, your goal was to kill the decedents of the heroes. any minions you have are just temporary tools for you to complete your revenge. you wont allways need them. perhaps you might not need to wield chaos just yet; utilize what you have until they are no longer necessary then master Chaos. but definately not order

I dont think order is good for someone like yoy. You must indeed make your dream come true. you dont need it now but eventually you should learn chaos.
All that you have is only temporary to begin with, you dont have to rule the world. You can bend it to your will.

We might as well ask about experiment. Who it is that is performing it, for example. Where they are, how long they've been working on it. Even rough approximations might help. Any identifying features of her or her work, at all. For all we know, she's working in your backyard.

I still say that focusing on Chaos is a bad idea. Becoming heavily aligned to either Chaos or Order is limiting. You don't seem the type to appreciate limits.
When I say "go with Order" I really mean "neutral". Order is the method used to reach it, but the middle ground, or closer to it at least, is the goal.

I vote for becoming neutral. Pure Chaos is to unreliable, Order is both impossible and too boring. Let's try to have a mix of Order and Chaos.

Ask about the experiment or whom to ask about it if this angel of mercy does not know enough.

>>443421
I agree with this you gotta know all of your options before you commit to something.

Angel of Records Hated 2012/08/15(Wed)23:38 No. 443766 ID: a407a5
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So the general idea, at least for now, is that we keep ourselves as nuetral as possible. Although some say going Chaos at some point is a good idea, now isn't the best time. Alright, so I just have to figure out how to get myself more neutral.

>>443421
"Who do I talk to in order to find out about this experiment going on? Preferably someone who isn't going to kill me instantly."

"Hmmm... I suppose this begins to go into the realm of deals. What then, would you offer in exchange for the information I can give?"

"What do you know?"

"You shall have to find out, now won't you?"

"Yeah, fuck you to."

The angel looks somewhat bored with my insult, but it made me feel better, so she can think what she wants. In the meantime, I let my head fall, thinking. Angels of Mercy... if everything I've read(admitadely, not much) is correct, then they tend to like making deals taht revolve around forgiving people and granting people second chances. I want no part of that, I like killing people and I'm not just going to stop because it's fun. Another angel though... Well, let's just some angels are easier to manipulate than others. They all like following rules. Very strict ones at that. If I can figure out a specific angel to summon and manipulate... damn it, there's too many varieties to just go searching randomly. I need something that would actually be useful... well, we've got an angel here.

"Sorry, I'm a bit new to the whole angel thing. You mind telling me about the different upper house angels? Maybe a kind that wouldn't want me dead on the floor the instant they saw me."

The angel blinks in surprise, then stares at me in confusion for a minute before cautiously beginning. "Well... there's us angels of mercy, we're always willing to give people second chances. Angels of Valor are the warriors, they run around killing things and such. Valkyries are similar, but are generally weaker versions of the Valor breed though. Angels of Death aid Death in ensuring that everything dies when it should, and Angels of Justice ensure everyone is judged in a proper and orderly fashion for their crimes. Angels of Love ensure that all things love as they should, and the Angles of Records ensure all things are recorded and processed without trouble. There's also the Angels of-"

"Yeah, alright, I think I get it. You angels have a category for everything. Whatever. How about an angel type that would actually be useful to me in my current situation?"

"So... you are the one taking over Everfrost, yes? Then I suppose an angel of Valor would be best suited to directly help you. I know a good one, Artidilus, a friend. Very good at the killing. As for your little Order issue... I suppose an Angel of Records might be able to help you locate information on that best. Although they aren't likely to help without you passing those trials they like to use. Usually pointless, but it is required by the Law. Um... hm. It is difficult to think of anything else that might be of use to you. All others are generally focused on something else. Now then, by Law you are required to offer me something I des-"

"Yeah, no. Your dismissed. Thanks for the help." One of the useful traits about being Chaotic. Laws mean shit of all to me.

"Wha- That's no-" A blinding flash of light, then the human woman is back to being just that, a human woman. She's lying unconscious on the floor within the circle, which is a good thing I suppose, as I'm not done yet. We've got some options now, it's just a matter of finding them out. I suppose we should go with the information gathering first. Angel of Records. Let's see...

"Being from the a realm of birth and order. Here me and come, so that I might receive the gift you bring... Records." God. The exact same chant except for one word. You'd think the idiots could be a little more imaginative.

Still, light ripples out of the girl again, but instead of dragging her into the air, the light continues to brighten, and then it simply vanishes. There's no halo this time. Instead, I'm greeted with what looks like a mage. There isn't even any wings. The woman's hair has changed color, not something uncommon considering the superiority complex of most non-mortal beings, and she's dressed in what look to be a mage's usual robes. Or rather, a stereotypical idea of what a mage should look like. There's even a staff carried in one hand. Her young appearance and general innocent look is quickly shattered though, by the first words out of her mouth.

"What? What is... oh, for the love of the Law, I don't have time for this! Do you realize how much time it takes to catalog the aftereffects of a large-scale war? With MULTIPLE races and factions getting involved? Not to mention the angels of valor that decided getting involved was somehow a good idea. FOUR THOUSAND THREE HUNDRED AND FIFTY-SEVEN PAGES! JUST FOR THE ASSAULT ON RIVERCROSS ALONE! Enchanted warriors! ENCHANTED WARRIORS! And who gets put in charge of keeping track of the total casualties? ME! ME! We're understaffed as it is and they want to pile even more work on me..." The angel sighs, planting the staff in front of her and drawing a book as if from nowhere. "Alright. Fine. I've been called. Let's hurry this up so I can get back to work. Name, rank in the moral realm, reason for calling..."

I blink in surprise. I have yet to meet an angel this unconcerned with what's going on. It's somewhat... refreshing, getting to cut through all the bullshit to get right to the issue. Well, might as well finish what I started.

"Uh... Vincent. King of the Barbarians. Need information on... a few things, I guess?"

"King of Barbar- Oh! Your the ass that started all of this. Just great. Well, whatever. I suppose it's too late to care now." The angel scribbled some things in her book, then slams it shut and tosses it, said book disappearing in mid-flight. "I should introduce myself. I'm called Mitherial. I'm your Angel of Records at the moment. Now that we're done with that, I need you to fill out a request form for the information, sign it in triplicate, then take some tests for me. Minor things really."

A set of papes pop into being in front of me, along with a few other writing utensils, and I frown in annoyance. This is not what I'd like to be doing. But I sigh and get it out of the way, filling out each section rather haphazardly. Most of it is just worthless information about why I want the information. I skip past all of it with a simple "because I want to know". Fuck their rules to the Pit. Once I'm finishes, I drop the quill I was using and flick the papers towards the angel, who snatches them out of the air and barely glances at them before tossing them into nowhere again.

"Good, good. Everything in order. Law followed, records kept, everything in place. Now then... the test... eh, I don't have much time, so let's see if your even worth bothering with... a simple riddle to start with then.

I cannot be felt, seen or touched,
Yet I can be found in everybody,
My existence is always in debate,
Yet I have my own style of music.

What am I?"

I blink, then growl in annoyance. Riddles... I've never been good with rid-

"A soul."

The answer comes out of nowhere, then I remember that Isrenow is with me. She has a huge grin on her face as she comes forward to stand next to me, eyes fixed on the angel. The angel, on the other hand, looks a bit peeved.

"Wha- Where did you come from? You can't start answering his riddles?"

"Oh... but I love riddles... eh, that don't mean I can't answer them. Come on, ask another one!"

The angel frowns, then sighs. "Fine, fine. Let's see... no answering this time elf, they're supposed to be for him... hm... alright, let's try this one...

If you break me
I do not stop working,
If you touch me
I may be snared,
If you lose me
Nothing will matter.

What am I?"

Isrenow pauses for barely a moment, then looks like she can barely contain herself. I, on the other hand, feel like punching something... eh, I'll leave it to you lot.

So... what's the answer?

That experiment is intresting. Lets look into it.
Also, getting Ordered does not seem as bad as getting more Chaotic. At least you will be in control of your facilities.

"Heart"

Yeah, seems like this angel just does not give a damn and wants this all thing to be over with.

Also, you should ask her what was that up with her accounting of the war you are waging. Ask her about the Valor angels who meddle there and why they are there. If you can, try to get their names too.

>"Heart"
"Yeah, yeah. Alright. You got it. Great for you. What is it you wanted to know?"

The angel looks somewhat relieved, likely because this little summoning is going rather quickly. Isrenow looks a little disappointed she didn't get to answer, but whatever. I could care less. Instead, I focus on getting what I need in terms of information.

"I need to know about an experiment into... what was it, artificial order? Yeah. As much about that as you can give me. And what's this about recording the war? What's that got to do with the angels? Especially the involvement of the Valor types, if you don't mind."

"All that huh? You don't come unprepared. Well then, let's start with the easy bit. I record things. Anything I'm assigned to record. That's just the way it is. All the time. I don't take breaks and don't want to take breaks. It just so happens that I got assigned to recording the number of casualties during the war. That's all for that. It's just so the Arch-angels up on high have an accurate record of everything there is to know. We even have records of stuff that don't make any sense. But that's beside the point.

The Angels of Valor are in your realm cause they got summoned up, same as me. They're choosing to meddle because it suits them to do so, and because YOU seem to be disrupting the natural Order of things, although I can't really fault you for that. The smell of Chaos clings to you like dog to a bone. Anyway, the Valors are probably just going to go around stabbing things till they think Order has been restored, then come on back home. Nothing major. Unless something kills them. Then they'll be in a lot of pain.

Now then, the artificial Order thing. Some angel of ours is trying to do it, but that's not really my department, I could pull up the official records..." The angel drags a book out again, glares at it, frowns, tosses it, then pulls another book out. She stares at it a moment, then tosses that one as well and pulls another book out, her frown deepening as she repeats this process a few times. Then she's practically snarling as book after book get tossed in rapid succession. Finally, she stops in her work and start muttering curses.

"SOMEONE is blocking that record. I keep pulling up dwarves religious ceremonies. Which are not interesting, as they haven't changed at all over the past 50,000 years. Trust me, not worth the read. But that's beside the point. Someone is blocking my access to those records. Or the records got bumped up a security level. In either case, your out of luck, because I don't feel like risking my life over your interest. All I can tell you from memory is that there's supposed to be various artifacts all over the place that could potentially be used to create artificial Order, not to mention Chaos. There were... six I think. Stress on the THINK, as I don't recall too well, I only gave it a brief glance when it passed my desk back when I just catalogued the catalogues. Funny enough, there's quite a bit of interesting tidbits running around in all those. Did you know there's a religion that follows the Immortals? How stupid is that? And there's seven of them. Each following a different Immortal. Real funny if you ask me. The gods are there for a reason. Idiots.

Anyway, you need anything else from me? Or can I go? I have a lot of work I need to get done?"

So, information can't be obtained that easily. That sucks. Still, six of them huh... I just have to figure out how to go about doing it, and get one of these six artifacts, and I should be able to do it myself, right? Maybe...

"You know where these si-"

"Classified. I tried already, to get around the security requirement."

Damn... well this was ultimately useless. We barely got anything of value. Ah, whatever.

Anyway, there anything else we want to ask this angel?
Besides that, we could also try binding an angel or demon to my soul, we could look more into this artifact thing somehow, or I could try doing something else.

What's it gonna be?

Ya the artifacts seem like your best bet right now. They should let you use chaos without having to risk any changes to your mind or soul
Lets not bind any demon aor angel and move on from the topic of chaos and order until we find out more about these artifacts.

"Is there any way to banish angels without having to directly fight them?"
Also ask her how hard it is to fight them, in her opinion could our enchanted warriors take them up?

Anyway, I agree, we should aim for those artifacts and artificial order thing. Ask her if she knows what kind of angel was messing with that, perhaps that will be enough of a lead to find it.


Actually, I think there is one way to remove angels that we didn't look into. Trifuldin. We could aak his help/advice

Tirfuldin's Aid Hated 2012/08/18(Sat)15:33 No. 444795 ID: a407a5
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>"Is there any way to banish angels without having to directly fight them?"
"No. Once the mind and soul are attached to a body in this world, you can't just banish them back. They're firmly rooted in this world."

>in her opinion could our enchanted warriors take them up?
I don't need her opinion for this. The answer is easily a no. The warriors will get slaughtered. Especially cause angels tend to fly. It'll be up to Isrewnow to help fight the things, although maybe those undead bat things can help as well. Although, thinking about it a little... if we could ground the angels somehow... hm...

"Do you know what kind of angel is doing this research?"

"Nah. Most angels identify with one group or another, but this one don't. It just goes around doing what it wants. Normally that wouldn't be allowed, but she's got permission from one of the arch-angels... Azrael I think. Anyway, that angel is usually left to her own devices, and hasn't come into the records halls in a few decades, so I don't recall much. Sorry I couldn't be of more help."

>Tirfuldin
That's true, now that I think about it. These angels are getting in the way of conquest, he shouldn't be adverse to helping me out. I dismiss the records angel, who seems happy to be finally getting back to work, then I drag the woman out and get Isrenow to take her back to where we got her from. Then it's time to call up the god of barbarians. I try for a little while to find someway to call him up in one of the books, but get nothing, so then it's off to go meet what's his name to get his help.

I instantly regret it the moment I enter the shaman encampment area. Our head shaman is there to greet me, but he doesn't look at all happy about it.

"My king. It is an... honor, to have you visit your humble shamans. What is it I can do for you?"

"I need to speak with Tirfuldin. I figured you would know best how to get in contact with him."

"Yes. There are certain... rituals... that can be performed to attract his attention. But I must ask why you feel it is necessary to bother our god. I will not call for him without reason."

"There are some troublesome opponents we have to fight next. I wanted to know if he'll lend us a bit of aid in the coming conflict."

"I see... I will have the shamans prepare the necessary items. In the meantime... I wish to speak with you regarding some of my concerns over the rumors I have heard."

"Sure. Start talking."

"First. I have heard something of a deal with another god besides Tirfuldin. I wish to express my... displeasure... at you doing such a thing without consulting me first."

"You are the shaman for Tirfuldin. Not the spokesperson for our entire people. THAT is my job. I did what I did because I thought it was a fair trade, and because I felt that Tirfuldin would not be against it. If you like, we can bring up the matter with Tirfuldin directly."

"Perhaps... another thing. It has come to my attention you have married an... elf..."

"Yeah. So?"

"Yet Nina remains without a child?"

"She's already pregnant. Next issue."

"The matter of the elf is still not settled. I can stand for allowing marriage to an elf. She has not become one of the tribe, she isn-"

"So essentially, she hasn't beaten someone half to death?"

"Um... a blunt way of putting it, but yes."

"Easily remedied. I'll have her do it whenever your ready for this fight to occur. She'll probably kill the guy though, she's not the kind of person to hold back."

"Er... yes... well..." The shaman is saved by the arrival of one of the lesser men, and we all head out to an open area to speak to Tirfuldin. There' s a lot of chanting and drum beats already, but I just look bored for the most part. I never liked the overly complex ceremonies, maybe because I was forced to sit through dozens of them as a kid. Either way, the ceremony seems to last for hours, but eventually we get something. More like, I feel something, and the others get to hear it. A crack of thunder overhead, rain begins pouring down from the sky, and then I hear the voice of the god come down from on high... damn theatrics...

I have heard your call and answered. What is it you call me for, King of Barbarians.

"There are some angels in the next city we seek to conquer, and I alone can't fight them. There control of Order is... making things difficult for me. I seek aid, and if you might be willing to help and all that."

Hm... I can't help directly... but perhaps... yes, I suppose that might work... Head Shaman! Bring me the most deserving warrior!

The shaman jumps in surprise, then sends some of his juniors off. A few minutes later, a warrior, standing just a few inches below my God-King height, is brought into the clearing. The warrior looks confused, but simply stands in awe as the voice of his god is heard.

Warrior. Your tribe, your king and your god require your service. If you have family, they will be taken care of. If you have possessions, they will be returned to those who they belong. But now, your god asks of you, give up your mortal life, your mortal soul, to receive my angel of war.

The warrior just nods dumbly, and then there's another burst of light. The sound of drums accompanies the angel's arrival, the world seems to turn grey, and bolts of lightning and the crash of thunder is filling the skies around us. The ground seems to quake under our feet, although I have no trouble keeping my footing, and I can see cracks breaking out over the surface of the ground. I can hear vaguely the sound of people crying out in fear, awe and respect, but my attention is focused on the warrior as a light seems to drop from the sky and crash into the man's body, sending him to his knees and cracking the ground around him. The man's body is literally starting to rip itself apart. Skin, bone, muscle and blood are being separated from each other and reformed, taking on an appearance that I can't really make out yet.

Then the god speaks again, his voice now directed at me.

Chosen King of my people. You have pleased me, and shown your strength of resolve. Choose for yourself which of my angels shall accompany you in this war, and in your life. They shall serve you forever, and question not your will or your way.

Gilrenthal, the aspect of peace, and the protector of that peace. Her form is that of a great bird, master of thunder and lightning, and she will serve as both a warrior and lover for eternity.

Ithaniell, the aspect of war, and the bringer of blood. He takes the form of great bull who makes the ground shake and tremble, and will serve as a companion and a trusted lieutenant for eternity.

Make your choice, King of Barbarians, and then once again show me your strength and your resolve.

I say go with Gilrenthal if only because we could use the lightning and thunder to knock those pesky angels out of the sky or at least attempt to. I don't like the fact it's a being of peace which may cause it not to fight unless it's protecting the "peace" which is something we need to ask about.

zegaza 2012/08/18(Sat)18:42 No. 444979 ID: 4c4f27

so we risk dealing with another girl for all eternity, probably not as annoying as isrenow. though honestly they seem easier then the guys to deal with for some reason. Yeah the thunder and lightning aspect does seem best suited to are needs, i mean if its on the ground we can deal with it no problem, and she might be able to make things easier whenthings start to quiet down. we don't plan to always be at war. So yeah i say female angel.

Ya i think the peace angel is our best bet. While we might have to deal with a possible anoyance in the future, the benifit this choice brings us should out weigh any discomfort. Especially the ability to properly combat angels.

Thunderbird and WTJ's New Trick Hated 2012/08/18(Sat)20:58 No. 445064 ID: a407a5
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"Glirenthal"

As you desire.

The rumbling of the ground ceases, but the flashes of lightning and the clap of thunder intensify, deafening sound around the city. A bolt of lightning rips its way out of the sky, striking the ripped up pieces of the warrior, then another bolt follows the path of the first. Another follows, then another and another, bolts of lightning seemingly to endlessly strike the same thing over and over again. With every bolt, a clap of thunder is heard, and the mass of flesh, bone and blood transforms, taking the shape of a massive bird. A final bolt of lightning, larger than the first that accidentally fries a few shamans nearby crashes to the ground, and then there it is. The massive bird stands above me, arching its neck to get a look at the area around it. The storm clouds above are slowly disappearing, almost as quickly as they arrived(although it occurs to me I never noticed their arrival, and as they depart, I hear one last thing from Tirfuldin.

Gilrenthal, you know what you must do. Young King, a last piece of advice. While your newest servant may aid you, she can not be everyone at once, and binding herself to you will change her nature greatly. So I advise you... seek more allies. Be they servants or friends, you need them. Go to the elementals. Their kind have not seen the mortal realm in many, many years, and I doubt they would refuse the chance to walk the mortal realm again.

The god's presence disappears, and I'm left alone, with a massive bird on my hands and a bunch of very shocked shamans. I sigh to myself, then turn my attention to the angel.

"So. Your to serve me now."

"So I have been told, young King. Shall I swear my oath of service now, or later?" The angel's voice seems to simply appear in my head, not unlike Tirfuldin's, but her's is far more gentle sounding, soft, patient, and accommodating.

"Might as well get it over with now."

"As you will it."

The bird seems to perform a sort of bowing motion in my direction, then her voice rings out across the whole clearing.

"LET IT BE KNOWN TO ALL MORTALS, ALL DEMONS, ALL ANGELS, AND ALL GODS. I, THE GOD PROCLAIMED ANGEL OF STORMS, GILRENTHAL, DECLARE MY LOYALTY, BODY, MIND AND SOUL, TO THE SERVICE OF THE ONE BEFORE ME. MAY THE HEAVENS STRIKE WHOEVER DARES TEST MY OATH!"

The angel flaps her wings at the end of this little proclamation, as she does so there's a clap of thunder and sparks seem to slide down the length of her wings. At the same time, I feel it. The sensation is very different from the feeling I got from the hellhound. Garmr's loyalty and devotion was wrenched from him, won through strength of will and domination. Gilrenthal's was given freely, her devotion absolute because she willed it so. I can't explain the difference any better than that.

Still, the same process takes shape. I feel a connection, a link, spring up between me and the angel. The only difference is the lack of Chaos or Order. Instead, I feel myself giving to her. The thunderbird collapses suddenly, garnering gasps of surprise from the crowd of shamans surrounding us, as a flood of my essence shoves its way into her own existence. I can feel it. My Chaos, my beliefs, my desires, they are warping her mind, her soul. She is becoming, in essence, an aspect of myself.

The thunderbird, after a few minutes of absorbing all the changes occurring, struggles to its feet and directs it's attention to me. "I see. Yes, I can finally see... you are far more than you ever told... my will is yours, my God."

That catches everyone, including me, by surprise. The thunderbird let's out a screeching cough thing, which I assume is laughter.

"Do not look so bewildered, my God. My essence is bound to you now. I serve you, and through you I will serve Tirfuldin still."

But through our link, I can feel her thoughts and desires. She will serve me, yes, but she will only serve Tirfuldin as long as I desire it so.

Either way, I find myself suddenly tired, perhaps from having a very powerful angel bind itself to me, and I find a place to sit and sit, cradling my face in my hands. Pit, I this is going fast. Still, we have another ally, perhaps the most loyal one we will ever have. She won't go against my will. She literally can't, and just as literally doesn't want to. I hear rather than see the massive bird stomp its way over to me, leaving clawed indentations in the ground behind it, and feel its beak rub gently against the top of my head. I absentmindedly reach up and stroke the side of her head, the soft feeling of feathers and the tingling sensation of electricity greeting my touch, but I otherwise ignore her, trying to come up with a plan of action.

"My God. You are troubled."

"Yeah. I have a lot going on right now... You know who I am now?"

"Yes. I also know your desire for it to be kept secret, and I shall do so. Everything you wish hidden I will keep to myself. Everyone who knows I know.

"Good..." I retrieve my hand from her head, rubbing my temples I try to organize my thoughts. The chatter of the shamans is getting annoying though, especially because they aren't shy about pointing, staring, praying and otherwise making idiots of themselves in the presence of the massive bird.

"Gilrenthal... that is your name right?"

"My God, that is my name only if you wish it so. That was my name as I was to Tirfuldin, before that I was Hasramiel, before that, nameless."

"Right... just use Gilrenthal until I think of something else or decide to stick with that. In the meantime, make the shamans go away. Preferably without killing them, they feed me."

"By your will."

The bird's presence disappears from above me, but I hear a screech and the sound of many shamans running. The silence that follows is beautiful.

Now then... we need a plan of action. Elementals are no small thing to summon, unlike demons and angels there are no lesser houses. They are all powerful, living incarnations of the element they represent. If I do end up summoning one... we have to be damn sure we know what we want to do with it, because summoning circles don't hold those things unless they want to be held. On top of all that, my knowledge of elementals is... very limited. I know I need an offering of some sort, and unlike other summonings, I need to do them at particular places, but other than that I have nothing.

Still, it's a start. I also have an idea about how we could hunt for those artifacts. Samuel had that finding stone thingy, we could use that as long as we had an idea of what to look for. Artifacts that powerful must have legends about them, so if we hunt through all the old legends, we might stumble across something. If WTJ has any better, faster methods for doing this, that would be appreciated as well.

I've got the strength in my soul left to bind a lesser demon or angel to it. I suppose I should show Isrenow how to do it as well, as every little bit helps. Someone said saving that little bit for some other time, but... well, I figured I'd bring it up anyway. Gilrenthal took a lot out of me. I can't imagine a normal human being able to withstand this.

Sticks is off to see the elves, and about hurrying them up a little. Hopefully that works out. There's also those Island people to the east, maybe I should see about seeing them and getting them to be meat shields as well. I could be over there pretty quick... but at the same time, that could take awhile. I'm not too good at the talking thing to begin with anyway. Damn it. Still, I could try bringing that army I sent that way back to mine. The Islanders seem to have that side tied up pretty well. Not like I won't just be taking it from them eventually anyway.

My mother is loose up north. We'll have to stop her eventually, but for now she has to remain out of the picture. I don't really see a reason for her to be up in the mountains for no reason, but whatever. She was always crazy bitch anyway. Besides, this angel that the recorder lady was talking about seems to concern me more. Finding her might be of use as well.

Argh... all the options...

"My God." Seems that Gilrenthal is back. "I understand you have many things to do, but do not forget you have me now as well. I can act in your stead. That is what I am for, partially. Your will and desire is mine. If you require it, I could perform a task you do not have the time for."

That... that is rather helpful... hm...

For now, here's what we have to do WTJ. It'll be a week or two(hopefully) before the elves get here, so that's how long we have to do some of this.

-Track down Artifacts and/or the angel trying to use them.
-Hunt down information regarding TB, or at least figure out what the hell she's doing in the mountains.
-Research types of elementals, find a place to summon them, find a suitable offering, and then summon one.
-Possibly deal with the Island of Seven Shadows to the east in some way.
-Possibly rename our new angel.

Anything else I'm missing? And then... what should I do?

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WTJ(aka you lot) can now freely issue "suggestions" to Gilrenthal(temp) and Garmr without leaving Hated's mind. You are assumed at that point to be using Hated's link to them to be exerting your influence upon them.

Garmr is far more responsive to random suggestion, while Gilrenthal(temp) will weigh her own desires and those of Hated against the suggestion, deciding if it goes against either before performing the action.

I just really hope the angel experimenting isn't your mom. She is a angel in the grand scheme of things due to the deal she made with an Arch-Angel and she did admit she really just works for herself which spells all kinds of bad things for you.
If that is the case though let's look for those artifacts because for one you want them and two whatever she is doing can't be good for you but who knows maybe she stop being so controlling (yeah right).
If she isn't behind the experiments well no harm done because you needed the artifacts to begin with and the angel (If not your mom) will follow the artifacts back to you and you can make deal, threats, etc depending on what needs to be done.

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Not sure WHERE to start though but yeah don't say I didn't warn you so prepare for the worst. Hopefully Isrenow would know some legends I mean she is an immortal and an elf which I assume would know a lot of stupid legends about things like this but I'm kinda grasping at straws.

Our main objective right now should be finding those artifacts. We can deal with TB later. Perhaps our alys might be able to help us learn more about the elementals.
Finally if there's nothing left for us to do here we should probably go check on our army around the islands and see if we discover anything new.

I'd say the easiest thing at the moment would be to ask the shamans any legends they might know that sound like the artifacts as well as anything about elementals and the like or if any of our allies might have more clues. i mean you have a ton of them may as well put them to work.

God DAMN I love it when Hated breezes through objections like that.


Anyway, I think you should send Garmr to mom-finding duty. Tell him to stay out of sight at all costs, though, since you don't want your mom orbing him or smiting him or anything. After he's done with that, he should be put on artifact finding duty with the same stealthy approach.

Speaking of which, where IS your orb? Can you get it back?

You should ask the elves about the artifacts. They seem to have intelligence gathering up to a fine art.

Put Tiny and your shamans into researching the elementals, or do it yourself if you feel up to it. Seems a bit boring to me though, so you might want to delegate it away if you feel they'd do a reasonably adequate job.

Gilrenthal should actually be put to Order teaching duties. We want to be able to fight angels, that's what started this summoning gig.

We could also summon up an Angel of Records again, and ask them about elementals and possibly your orb too if you don't know where it is. Also ask about the religion that worships immortals and especially the one that worships you if there is a religion like that.

Possibly also summon up Artidilus for Isrenow if she is able to sustain an Angel of Valor. We could also summon up Azrael to ask about the experiments, but I think that's really risky.

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Alright then. Artifacts seems to be the major task we need done, so I think I'll personally focus on that. Gilrenthal can help as well. Garmr... yes. I think that'll work. I doubt mother will care much about a hellhound that isn't bothering her. I send the necessary mental commands, feel acceptance get reported back through the link, and then I can only assume that the dog is off to do what he's been told to do.

>Speaking of which, where IS your orb? Can you get it back?
I have no idea where I left the damn orb. That was... I don't remember when I lost track of it. I think I gave it away to somebody for some reason... can't recall what for though... hm... But yes, I could recover it and use it again if we found it. The thing is something like construct, as long as I stay alive, it should still be floating around somewhere.

>Gilrenthal should actually be put to Order teaching duties.
Gilrenthal is affiliated... or was... uh, how to explain... She doesn't have access to order anymore. Her essence was changed to match that of the god she pledged herself to, and by extension, that essence change has carried over into her service to me. She can't wield Order. She's effectively severed her connection to the Birthplace. So no Order teaching is going to come from her.

Tiny and the Shamans are next up on the list. Tiny is probably preoccupied with administration and such, but she can help when needed. I stand up and head off to find the Head Shaman, and when I do, I tell him what I need. Namely, he's going to find out as much as he can from whatever sources he can about calling up elementals. Books, people, spirits, whatever, he has any resource he need at his disposal, short of those that follow me personally. I need them for other tasks. The Head Shaman looks a little unhappy, but accepts the task without complaint.

I also take the opportunity to ask about any legends they know about, but it's all mostly about legendary beasts and the warriors that killed em. Nothing to do with ancient artifacts at all.

Tiny helps out a bit more in that regard, I find the girl with Nina. After introducing the pair of them to our newest addition, and quite a few respectful bows from Nina to the thunderbird, we finally get down to business. From the brat I receive two possibilites, along with the general idea of where I might find them.

Somewhere far to the south, within the goblin realm, there's supposed to be the one artifact that the goblins possess that has any magic whatsoever. The Drums. Where exactly they are kept no one is certain, mostly because no one has ever entered the region for long and come back out with any useful information. Either way, the Drums are supposed to be a goblin equivalent to draw upon magic, and somehow whenever the drums beat the world seems to bend and warp to accommodate the little buggers. Theories suggest the Drums pull out the natural Order and Chaos of the person who hears them, while other theories state that they can be used to provide Order or Chaos. In all, it seems this is one of the possibilities.

The second is located farther north. Some towe-

So it seems the only one we have to go for is this Drum thing, at least based of the information that Tiny gave us. Collecting more will be annoyingly difficult, but that's fine to. The elves... Sticks just left, so I doubt we'll encounter them anytime soon, and by the time she gets back I doubt I'll have the time to go investigating anything if we wait.

So, for now, I think I'll focus on those Drums. Besides, if we do this right, we can get the Goblins under our control and hunt down the hero descendants of the bastard goblin. But to begin with...

"Gilrenthal, as intimidating as you are, I doubt you'll be able to do much of anything important other than kill things in that form. You got a human one you can use?"

"Of course, my God."

"M-m-my god?"

"Yeah. It's... complicated."

Gilrenthal seems to warp her body, feathers literally falling off her form in massive clumps, and she gets smaller and smaller with every patch that falls. Eventually, her form is about the size of a human, and then her whole body wrenches itself in random direction. Then suddenly she's human looking. Blackish hair, eyes an electric blue color, and she's garbed in a sort of loose attachment of rags and beads and such. Her angelic wings are still present, light flaps producing more electricity and tiny booms of thunder.

"Is this sufficient, my God?"

"Yeah. That works. Your coming with me, we'll be heading south. Have to look into these drum things. We'll probably be gone awhile. Nina, you to, since you want to stick close to me. Go gather some supplies. Isrenow will come with us as well... Tiny." The brat mutters something but turns her attention to me again. "I need you to run the place for awhile. And see if you can't teach Tongues a few things. I admit, I'm not the best teacher, but he's always willing to learn."

That'll get Tongues off my back for awhile. Now I don't really have too many worries. It should be a week or two for the elves to get here. The Islanders aren't hostile at the moment, and I don't think we have the time to deal. That army defending the next city won't be going anywhere anytime soon...

Time to go goblin hunting.

Woot goblin killing and/or subjugation! Oh and damn your mother and her stupid magic.