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  1. Ooh, may I steal for a D&D game?
  2. We hadn't actually discussed what happened to it this era. I mean for the purposes of plot I'm happy to change it around if needed so that it's hidden in a different way, the Stranger is the one who came up with the original idea for it so he'd definitely be capable of shifting it with his Forgery.
  3. I am regretful that I can't see this graph It'd vary a bit depending on exactly what spikes were used for the Inquisitor but for a standard Inquisitor I think that maths works. But yeah basically this is something that's only likely to come into play at much higher levels where we'd have to deal with the character as a special case anyway (As in the OP characters section). We didn't think of the specific requirement of a linchpin spike when designing the maths but the idea that at a certain point you begin actually losing points was somewhat intended to represent the costs beginning to outweigh the benefits. Sure you could spike yourself 50 times with Allomantic steel to become the best coinshot in the cosmere but you'd also be vulnerable to every soother who crossed your paths and would have some pretty serious hemalurgic side effects probably. That being said if someone listed more than a handful of spikes we'd probably be discussing it as a special case regardless, so it's sort of irrelevant for the higher numbers. But whatever anyone tells you, the goal of setting up the maths this way was definitely not to try and lure more people into the Hemalurgic arts.
  4. Update May 2020 From now on this thread will be used as a general announcements thread by the mod team. The original contents of this post can be find in the spoiler tag below, but please keep in mind, that they are outdated. For our current guide, please take a look at the guide topic. - Sorana
  5. A Shardblade would be an easy base point.
  6. "Well." Laurelai replied, letting the pin be pulled from her grip and following it with a curious gaze for a moment before pulling her attention back to Lita. "If there's any night for an invigorating journey which ends in more drinks it's this night isn't it?" Laurelai was briefly distracted by the smoke spiraling from Lita's glass, the last dying puff of her cigarette that had been extinguished. She felt something pass across her mind for a moment but before she could register it as anything more as oddly familiar she winced as she felt a sharp pain in the temple. Briefly the smoke-scent seemed stronger and somehow changed, more burnt-wood and less tobacco smoke. With a swift shake to her head Laurelai dispelled both the sensation and the pain. It had likely just been a slight flaw in one of her Essence Marks, even a talented Forger couldn't get them perfect every time and mistakes were a part of life she was well accustomed to. But now was not the time to focus on failures, today was a resounding success that bordered on a miracle. True she had yet to actually see what Lita had to offer, but the very fact that Laurelai got so little of a read on the other woman was evidence enough. She could pick out most confidence tricksters, thieves and scam artists at a hundred paces, and while Lita certainly had the confidence for it there was something about her that spoke to the fact that she had not settled into such a small-time role. "So an invigorating journey, the promise of a drink and rumors of steel meeting skin is it? Quite the common combination of events on this night, I'm sure it's playing out all over the city." Laurelai said before standing with a smile and lowering her volume. "But somehow I don't expect most of those stories to unfold quite the same way this will." Motioning for Lita to lead the way, Laurelai took a moment to smooth her dress and adjust her posture before following, chin held aloft and mind whirling with speculation as to what was about to happen.
  7. Laurelai felt her gaze pulled to the metallic point, eager to examine it. It took a good deal of willpower and much of her experience at controlling her expression to resist the temptation but as she watched the amused and knowing smile of Lita, Laurelai realised that the conversation had now reached its tipping point. She'd prepared her Mark as best she could and now it was time to take the last leap and apply it, or retreat and try again another day. But there would not be another chance like this, especially not if this was all as she assumed it to be. "I'd like to think myself above settling for a simple, blissful existence." Laurelai said, returning Litas smile. Matching her gaze with Lita she reached out for the golden pin on the table, finding herself both curious about it and somehow comforted. It was a doorway to something new, but somehow it also felt like returning home to where she was always meant to be. "If we're to continue with adages then there's perhaps one more that is appropriate." Laurelai said, her painted red lips were still pulled into a smile but a glance at her eyes could see the surge of determination had pushed her beyond the conversations earlier casual banter into something more serious. "'There's always a price'" Laurelai quoted "I can't say that I know what it would be exactly but some things are worth any price." With that her smile slowly faded and she at last gave Lita an entirely honest glimpse of herself, the keen probing glance that asked for confirmation, the quirked eyebrow that asked if she had passed this test, if a test it was, and a stubbornly set posture of acceptance that she had done what she could for now and could only await a response. With that she raised her glass and drained the last of it, setting it back down and off to one side.
  8. The accelerating beat of her own heartbeat thrummed in Laurelai's ears as her features moved with an iron will to stillness instead of the slack jawed expression that was in her heart, the stillness itself was so firm as to be unnatural a non-reaction so patently clear that even someone far less subtle than she would note it as some sort of cover for her true feelings. But what else was she to do? She had no confidence that she'd be able to force a fa├žade that would be even passably convincing in light of Lita's answer. "That they do." Laurelai said, mouth moving instinctively to buy her more time to think. "Many a great mind has wrestled and struggled with a problem at length only to almost give up when the answer simply lands in their lap. Epiphanies are curious things, whispers of divinity perhaps? Or just our subconscious minds working on tasks more effectively than we can when trying to rationalize everything." She took a slow sip of wine, nearly draining the glass as she tried to wet her suddenly parched throat. Had Lita meant that in the way that it sounded? Or was that simply Laurelai's own preferences showing up and leading her to that assumption. Certainly the other woman had enough subtlety about her that she could have been implying half a dozen things with that sentence, but how many of them could Laurelai have been able to interpret? Or could she have meant her comment inversely, was Laurelai the seeker or the one who was sought? "Dangerous as well." She continued, her breathing and demeanor calming as she thought through her response. "The truth that is, and superstitions as well. What was that saying? 'Ignorance is bliss?'. That one always seemed a little strange to me, but an academic is not exactly the time to choose blissful ignorance over knowledge, dangerous as it may be." Laurelai kept a small amused smile at her lips, that of a young woman enjoying a game of words. But the light in her eyes still pulsed with intensity as she watched Lita. Not measuring her anymore, simply waiting to see her answer. "Not that I find myself in too many dangerous situations myself as of late." She said, giving a short humorless chuckle into the bottom of her glass. "But how about you? When you're not enjoying the fine drink and company in an establishment such as this, do you prefer the safety and bliss of ignorance? Or the danger and thrill of knowledge?"
  9. In that case approved, I'll add it to the list. I've also added you into our PM, do not feel obligated to read through it it's mostly just for random discussions.
  10. 120 (M) + 105 (S) - 35 (W) = 190 This one's a bit over the limit @I Used To Be A Fish 180 (M) + 75 (S) -30 (W) = 225 total This one's also a bit over, I'd suggest probably dropping the ideal that they're at the first ideal? I find it tends to work better for most Radiants when you can actually write them progressing through.
  11. I do have a bit of an instinctive aversion to Epics with Realmatic abilities since Realmatics isn't a thing on the Reckonerverse. Making things corporeal is potentially the best that I think an Epic would do and is functionally pretty similar. Still a little weird since it'd basically only be useful for countering certain Epics but some Epic abilities are pretty meta so I think it works. Next point of discussion would be force fields, because that's a very broad descriptor. Can they stop a bullet? A tank? Can they move them? Force fields are one of the more versatile of the PIs. I'm assuming by coconuts you mean that as his Epic weakness? I don't usually take extra points off for those unless they're extremely easy to notice and exploit.
  12. If we can get some activity back up by the end of the month then we can work out leadership, maybe some urgency will help us finally get some momentum but if we have another failed revival then maybe it's time to finally retire it. Nothing stopping it from being revived in the regular RP section.
  13. Not sure it's active enough lately to have leaders @Comatose, I've been on the verge of suggestion we finally move this to the inactive RPs section given the lack of revival.
  14. Most characters who were really OP were in an era where we didn't really do scoring. I don't think we've done anyone over 1000 since scoring started.
  15. Technically I suppose that'd be a toss up on the Stranger and Voidus at functionally infinite.
  16. Just finished, a good read with plenty of juicy tidbits but I was a little disappointed with the ending to be honest. Anyone else care to share their thoughts?
  17. Depends on how many people are in it / how frequently they'd be involved as a group as opposed to just members of that group. If you expect/hope for significant interaction as a group then make it its own thread.
  18. I'd suggest probably just inventing some NPCs for that, I mean obviously player characters are nice too but it's a bit too niche of an area. Rithmatists are mostly useful against each other so we don't get too many of them. Inventing a local group in the city that's populated mostly by NPCs could give some nice flavour to an underused aspect of the AV.
  19. No worries, I was just briefly wondering for a moment if there's some part of the character you wanted to keep secret so you PM'd instead but then I saw this message Well within point limits and looks like an interesting character, approved and welcome to the Alleyverse!
  20. Whisper looked up towards Bell, staring at him with a momentary sadness before slowly shaking her head, she allowed the words form over her once more as she stared forlornly towards the ground in the wake of the question. 'Not anymore. I can only survive on human blood.' The message hung in the air for a few seconds before another small trail of Stormlight rose to continue on underneath it. 'That was a joke.' Her expression broke and she looked back up with a sly grin pulling at her lips.
  21. Whisper shrugged in response, balancing the tray in one hand as she began adding several packets of sugar to her own cup. The letters abover her head reformed slowly as she mused over her reply before settling on the simplest answer. 'I'm not sure.' She said. 'Just something I can do.' "Okay, am I crazy, or are you changing colors?" Acacia interrupted. Whisper nodded, adding a little extra to her previous sentence to explain. 'Siah Aimian I assume?' She asked Rathi, giving Acacia a sidelong look. She'd seemed to be very interested in the various Investitures that had been evident, and had looked at the coffee pot with some interest, but not the other technologies around the room. One of the Earths perhaps? Recently arrived in any case, not many were unfamiliar with Stormlight after living in the city for any length of time.
  22. Leaving the coffee to steep for a moment, Whisper poured some milk into a smaller jug and then set it on a tray along with a number of small sugar sachets. The busywork helped keep her body busy, which meant less of her attention needed to be focussed on controlling her reactions. Appearing to be polite and helpful was another benefit of doing suc work, though in the wrong setting that could lead to more suspicion rather than less. 'Secrets.' She replied to Acacia, the words blooming out of a looming darkness like a brief glimmer of blood seen at the end of an alley. Whisper gave herself a deprecating smile as she improvised the additional flourishes. There was a small clink of glass against ceramic as she set the pot of coffee against one of the mugs and began pouring, carefully measuring out and leaving room for cream if anyone wanted any. She poured silently as the words slowly faded back into darkness before replying to Rathi's question. 'Neither.' She said simply, holding the tray with three cups in front of her to each of the others. 'Little bit different, no spren, no other Surge.' Whisper left her explanation at that though there would doubtless be follow up questions.
  23. Whisper felt her brow twitch sceptically at Acacia's reply but kept the rest of her face impassive as she nodded in response and gave her a small smile. She considered briefly rearranging the illusion to explain further but decided against it. Best not to seem like she was trying to lecture anyone, that kind of behaviour could backfire and earn undue attention. Quietly helping everyone along was easiest for now, try not to stand out too much. 'Whisper, Reporter.' She replied simply. 'Coffee?' The words reformed as Whisper moved to the nearby pot and began to fill it with water, pulling a stack of mugs towards herself and preparing the brew.
  24. The illusion vanished into glowing smoke as Whisper dismissed it, absorbing some of the Stormlight back as the rest dissipated. Another brief flicker of Stormlight caused the shining words to begin forming once again. 'Stormlight. The Surge of Illumination it's called on Roshar.' She supplied helpfully. 'Mostly used by the Radiants.' The conversation was proceeding smoother than most of hers could, aided in part by her ability to actually use Illumination to communicate this time. Writing everything down on a board may conserve Stormlight but it was torturously slow for conversations to be able to flow naturally.
  25. "So..you're not a ghost, then?" Acacia asked. Whisper shooke her head, her short tangled mess of brown hair briefly getting tangled in her face as she did so. "In that case," Acacian continued "it's quite rude to pretend to be one in such an ambiguous manner. If you're going to appear out of thin air, you should at least wear a sheet and make the appropriate 'oooh'ing noises so that people know what they're dealing with." Whisper tilted her head to the side again, watching with a momentary furrowed brow. But a moment later she shrugged to herself and expelled another brief burst of Stormlight which quickly formed into the appearance of a white sheet, a second more concentrated burst mimicked the sound Acacia had just made. 'ooooh' Acacia's voice whispered back.