>>3607224
>> The End is Nigh- The world is in an age of rot and decay, where the golden age has come and gone and everyone left in its wake is struggling to survive. Technology is sophisticated and magic is powerful but sinister or reliable but fading, though there are plenty of petty warlords trying to compete with you and if you don't find a way to reverse or escape the decay you will lose.

>>3607224
>Sword & Sorcery- The world is in an age of mystery and wonder, where anyone can rise to the throne by their own strength and lose it to another by the end of the same day. Technology is primitive and magic is sinister or underdeveloped, but there are plenty of barbarians, monsters, and artifacts leftover from an ancient age that can fuel your ascension.

>>3607230
>Sword and Sorcery (Sauron)
>The End is Nigh (Pentex)

tough call. gotta break the tie I guess. i choose
The end is Night, (Evil Corp™)

>>3607224
Oh really tough coices. I guess ill go woth
>generic fantasy i always love destroying the empire

>>3607224
>Sword & Sorcery- The world is in an age of mystery and wonder, where anyone can rise to the throne by their own strength and lose it to another by the end of the same day. Technology is primitive and magic is sinister or underdeveloped, but there are plenty of barbarians, monsters, and artifacts leftover from an ancient age that can fuel your ascension.
Thoth-Amon quest inbound

>>3607224
>Sword & Sorcery

>>3607230
>>3607254
>>3607261
>Sword & Sorcery- The world is in an age of mystery and wonder, where anyone can rise to the throne by their own strength and lose it to another by the end of the same day. Technology is primitive and magic is sinister or underdeveloped, but there are plenty of barbarians, monsters, and artifacts leftover from an ancient age that can fuel your ascension.

Now that the tone is decided we're almost done with the setting-creation.

> Choose the Setting's Climate
> Frozen- Windswept tundra, taiga forests, and frostbitten mountains abound.
> Jungle- Endless thickets of thriving flora, filled to the brim with horrendous fauna.
> Desert- Sun-scorched sands as far as the eye can see, only the rare oasis offers respite.

>>3607274
>Desert- Sun-scorched sands as far as the eye can see, only the rare oasis offers respite.

>>3607274
Why not all of them? A Dark Overlord can hardly be expected to conquer a single region and rest on his laurels; he must always look for new lands to subjugate.

>>3607289
They all exist somewhere out there, this is just for the starting continent.

>>3607284
Desert- Sun-scorched sands as far as the eye can see, only the rare oasis offers respite.

>>3607292
Oh.
>Desert- Sun-scorched sands as far as the eye can see, only the rare oasis offers respite.

>>3607274
>Jungle- Endless thickets of thriving flora, filled to the brim with horrendous fauna.

>>3607274
>frozen out hate shall fuel warmth!!

>>3607274
>> Jungle- Endless thickets of thriving flora, filled to the brim with horrendous fauna.

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>>3607284
>>3607295
>>3607297
>>Desert- Sun-scorched sands as far as the eye can see, only the rare oasis offers respite.

So it is in the blasted wastelands your reign begins, but just who are you?

> Choose the Dark Lord's race
> The Tribe of Man- Strong and cunning, ambitious and swift, humanity is a dangerous force held back only by their fierce infighting and lack of innate magic.
> The Tribe of Apes- Enormous, ferocious, and bestial, even the weakest of primates could match any man, but their intellect leaves something to be desired.
> The Tribe of Lizards- Fiercely territorial and well-adapted to the desert sands, the lizards have powerful tribal sorcery but they are hated and their age of dominion is behind them.
> The Tribe of Exiles- Once a member of another Tribe, but suffering from a curse or affliction that gives them unholy power even as it saps their life.

>>3607329
>> The Tribe of Exiles- Once a member of another Tribe, but suffering from a curse or affliction that gives them unholy power even as it saps their life.

>>3607329
>The Tribe of Man- Strong and cunning, ambitious and swift, humanity is a dangerous force held back only by their fierce infighting and lack of innate magic.

>>3607329
>tribe of exiles or
>tribe of man

>>3607329
>The Tribe of Man- Strong and cunning, ambitious and swift, humanity is a dangerous force held back only by their fierce infighting and lack of innate magic.

>>3607329
>The Tribe of Man- Strong and cunning, ambitious and swift, humanity is a dangerous force held back only by their fierce infighting and lack of innate magic.
No reason we can’t get cursed later

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>>3607353
>The Tribe of Man- Strong and cunning, ambitious and swift, humanity is a dangerous force held back only by their fierce infighting and lack of innate magic.

You are of the Tribe of Man, vigorous in youth, mighty in sinew, and proud of its freedom, but be you a man or be you a woman?

> Man- Compared to the feminine sex, you are hardy and strong, but subtler means of acquiring dominion may evade you.
> Woman- Compared to the masculine, you are less well-suited to direct confrontation but many more avenues are opened.

>>3607329
>> The Tribe of Lizards
Make SandNiggers Great Again

>>3607359
>> Woman- Compared to the masculine, you are less well-suited to direct confrontation but many more avenues are opened.

>>3607359
>Man
How long will you run for today OP?

>>3607359
> Man- Compared to the feminine sex, you are hardy and strong, but subtler means of acquiring dominion may evade you.
We can’t be Thoth-Amon if we are a thot

>>3607362
Probably indefinitely, it's a slow day at work.

>>3607359
>Man- Compared to the feminine sex, you are hardy and strong, but subtler means of acquiring dominion may evade you.

>>3607359
>Woman- Compared to the masculine, you are less well-suited to direct confrontation but many more avenues are opened.

>>3607359
>> Woman- Compared to the masculine, you are less well-suited to direct confrontation but many more avenues are opened.

>>3607359
> Woman- Compared to the masculine, you are less well-suited to direct confrontation but many more avenues are opened.

>>3607359
>Man- Compared to the feminine sex, you are hardy and strong, but subtler means of acquiring dominion may evade you.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>3607361
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>>3607367
>>3607369
>>3607372
>>3607378
>it's a tie
We'll leave it to fate.

> If it's heads (1) Man
> If it's tails (2) Woman

Also, in the future 1 IP votes won't be counted to prevent possible samefag vote rigging.

>>3607381
Sweet, it's Thoth-Amon time.

>>3607382
Well I had better post then.

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>>3607362
>>3607363
>>3607366
>>3607378
>Man- Compared to the feminine sex, you are hardy and strong, but subtler means of acquiring dominion may evade you.

You are a man, straight-backed, hot-blooded, and cold-hearted, but how have you seized your dominion?

> Strength of Limb- You are a mighty warrior, skilled in the art of spilling the blood of your foes, but there are many like you and time alone will tell whether your head shall stay on your shoulders
> Force of Sorcery- You are a cunning scholar of the forbidden arts, and where others turned away from such "cowardly" spells, you dived in head first and reveled in the power it gave.
> Silver of Tongue- You are no unflinching warrior or dreadful sorcerer, no, the only talent you hold is in your tongue, and the honeyed words that so easily bring others to do your bidding.

>>3607392
>>3607397

> Force of Sorcery- You are a cunning scholar of the forbidden arts, and where others turned away from such "cowardly" spells, you dived in head first and reveled in the power it gave.

Ide be tempted for the other two if we had a bit more info on starting location, but magic should do us well where-ever we start.

>>3607397
> Force of Sorcery- You are a cunning scholar of the forbidden arts, and where others turned away from such "cowardly" spells, you dived in head first and reveled in the power it gave.
THOTH-AMON

>>3607397
>Strength of Limb- You are a mighty warrior, skilled in the art of spilling the blood of your foes, but there are many like you and time alone will tell whether your head shall stay on your shoulders
Barb smash

>>3607397
>> Force of Sorcery

>>3607392
>silver tounge. Just like sauromon
>>3607397

>>3607397
>Force of Sorcery- You are a cunning scholar of the forbidden arts, and where others turned away from such "cowardly" spells, you dived in head first and reveled in the power it gave.

Rolled 41 (1d100)

>>3607237

Only a heretic can’t detect Genie’s idiosyncrasies!

>>3605565

>>3607397
>> Strength of Limb- You are a mighty warrior, skilled in the art of spilling the blood of your foes, but there are many like you and time alone will tell whether your head shall stay on your shoulders

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>>3607399
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>>3607378
>Force of Sorcery- You are a cunning scholar of the forbidden arts, and where others turned away from such "cowardly" spells, you dived in head first and reveled in the power it gave.

Disgusted by your bodily weakness, you did what few others have dared to do in pursuit of your ambition. They call you a vile witch, cruel warlock, black magician, and blasphemous sorcerer! Soon enough you'll show them how right they are! Soon, but in the present your grasp of the occult is... lacking to say the least, but you have made noteworthy progress in a single discipline.

> Choose-

> Blood- Though you cannot yet control the fluid of life within the living, you can draw unnatural strength from your own and render your foes weak and feeble. What's more, given time and concentration you can seal wounds as if they were never there!
> Death- To one such as you, trifles of life and death are mere abstractions, and you have done the impossible. You need only conduct an unthinkable ritual to bring the dead to rise, mindless but filled with hate and ready to serve!
> Fire- They say that hellfire awaits those who delve into the dark arts, but you know it all too well, and with the merest utterance of the forbidden writ, your hands explode into flickering flame that sears bone and flesh as if it were the driest kindling!
> Darkness- The night eternal awaits the exile, but you need not wait, for the shadows themselves shift at your whim and going unseen is far simpler than those fools believe it should be.

>>3607425
> Fire- They say that hellfire awaits those who delve into the dark arts, but you know it all too well, and with the merest utterance of the forbidden writ, your hands explode into flickering flame that sears bone and flesh as if it were the driest kindling!

>>3607425
> Fire- They say that hellfire awaits those who delve into the dark arts, but you know it all too well, and with the merest utterance of the forbidden writ, your hands explode into flickering flame that sears bone and flesh as if it were the driest kindling!
THOTH

>>3607425
>> Blood- Though you cannot yet control the fluid of life within the living, you can draw unnatural strength from your own and render your foes weak and feeble. What's more, given time and concentration you can seal wounds as if they were never there!

>>3607425
>Death- To one such as you, trifles of life and death are mere abstractions, and you have done the impossible. You need only conduct an unthinkable ritual to bring the dead to rise, mindless but filled with hate and ready to serve!

>>3607425
Death!

>>3607425
>Fire
Least generically evil.

>>3607224
>> The End is Nigh- The world is in an age of rot and decay, where the golden age has come and gone and everyone left in its wake is struggling to survive. Technology is sophisticated and magic is powerful but sinister or reliable but fading, though there are plenty of petty warlords trying to compete with you and if you don't find a way to reverse or escape the decay you will lose.
The true age of darkness, is the age we live in.
We've always lived in an age of darkness, and it's only now, at the brink of despair, that we remember the realities that depend on us.

>>3607425
>> Death- To one such as you, trifles of life and death are mere abstractions, and you have done the impossible. You need only conduct an unthinkable ritual to bring the dead to rise, mindless but filled with hate and ready to serve!

>>3607452
You are a bit late anon

>>3607425
>> Darkness- The night eternal awaits the exile, but you need not wait, for the shadows themselves shift at your whim and going unseen is far simpler than those fools believe it should be.
My true reign is one of darkness. To use the weapon Pure Evil uses against itself.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>3607428
>>3607429
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>>3607441
>>3607447
>>3607461
>it's a tie
>again

We'll leave it to fate once again.

> If it's heads (1) Fire
> If it's tails (2) Death

Chill, its just our first magic, not our only magic.

>>3607488
It's okay. It happens.

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>>3607449
> Fire- They say that hellfire awaits those who delve into the dark arts, but you know it all too well, and with the merest utterance of the forbidden writ, your hands explode into flickering flame that sears bone and flesh as if it were the driest kindling!

They called you weak, worthless because you couldn't throw a spear or swing a sword! Fools, all of them! Now you are capable of so much more, and soon the tribes shall bow before you, on their knees! The miracle of fire is yours and yours alone, and whether it comes from the Hells themselves or somewhere within you matters not, only that it does, and that none dare stand before you!

Shortly after uncovering the secret of the Flames, you ventured into the desert expanse hell-bent on finding the beginning of the path to dominion. And oh, how you have found! After so many weeks of wandering, you stumbled upon the perfect place to begin your reign!

> Choose-

> Ruins of a Palace- Once opulent, its decrepit masonry yet inspires awe, and though it isn't the most defensible structure, in time it could be renovated, and the bounteous sum of wealth you found ferreted away could do well to contribute to that cause.
> Expansive Cavern- Deep beneath the light of the hated sun, this cave network seems to lack much in the way of ore, but one could mount a fierce defense in its multitude of winding tunnels, and after you scorched their chieftain the tribe of Gibberlings here submitted to your rule quite handily.
> Abandoned Tower- On the top of a mountain's climb, it is nigh-intact and a lair most befitting an aspiring sorcerer-lord, even moreso given the patchwork library of unholy tomes in its depths, but it is visible from quite some distance, and here you could amass a reputation in short order, for good or ill.

>>3607510
> Abandoned Tower- On the top of a mountain's climb, it is nigh-intact and a lair most befitting an aspiring sorcerer-lord, even moreso given the patchwork library of unholy tomes in its depths, but it is visible from quite some distance, and here you could amass a reputation in short order, for good or ill.
Accept no substitutes

>>3607510
>Ruins of a Palace- Once opulent, its decrepit masonry yet inspires awe, and though it isn't the most defensible structure, in time it could be renovated, and the bounteous sum of wealth you found ferreted away could do well to contribute to that cause.
I like money

>>3607510
>Abandoned Tower- On the top of a mountain's climb, it is nigh-intact and a lair most befitting an aspiring sorcerer-lord, even moreso given the patchwork library of unholy tomes in its depths, but it is visible from quite some distance, and here you could amass a reputation in short order, for good or ill.

>Ruins of a palace

>>3607510
>> Ruins of a Palace- Once opulent, its decrepit masonry yet inspires awe, and though it isn't the most defensible structure, in time it could be renovated, and the bounteous sum of wealth you found ferreted away could do well to contribute to that cause.
Ruined we may be, but no longer shall we be damaged.

>>3607510
>> Abandoned Tower- On the top of a mountain's climb, it is nigh-intact and a lair most befitting an aspiring sorcerer-lord, even moreso given the patchwork library of unholy tomes in its depths, but it is visible from quite some distance, and here you could amass a reputation in short order, for good or ill.

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>>3607533
>>3607544
>>3607555
>Ruins of a Palace- Once opulent, its decrepit masonry yet inspires awe, and though it isn't the most defensible structure, in time it could be renovated, and the bounteous sum of wealth you found ferreted away could do well to contribute to that cause.

You have stumbled upon the palace of an ancient princeling long dead, and chipped though the statues and stones may be, in time it shall be restored to its former glory as befitting the opulence of a sorcerer-lord! Innumerable rooms and chambers fill the structure, and while you've meticulously explored each in turn, its size is such that you've almost certainly missed something. Fortunately for you, an oasis lies nearby and while you may be supping on ripened gourds and brackish water, soon you shall be feasting on the finest meats and reddest wines! You shall be a king, and the masses shall worship your name! Or not, you've not quite decided how you wish to rule. Either way, a handful of simpletons have come under your sway.

> Choose-

> A Pack of Chimps- Subhuman in intellect and raucous in temperament, they are nonetheless terrified of you and willing to do whatever you say to avoid your wrath. They're also excellent at getting into hard to reach places, even if they aren't quite the imposing force.
> A Gang of Thieves- Ruthless backstabbers and greedy opportunists to the last, they have no compunctions about murder or banditry and they were coerced into following you after a display of your powers. They're experienced killers but don't much care for manual labor and if you can't supply them with a sufficient stock of wealth, they'll eventually turn their talents against you.
> A Pair of Golems- Hulking lumps of hardened clay brought to life, each has the strength of a dozen men, functionally limitless endurance, and absolute, unswerving loyalty to your every word. Unfortunately, you found them here and don't have the slightest idea how to make more, and for all their brawn, they lack the brain to follow anything more complex than the simplest of plans.

>>3607510

> Ruins of a Palace- Once opulent, its decrepit masonry yet inspires awe, and though it isn't the most defensible structure, in time it could be renovated, and the bounteous sum of wealth you found ferreted away could do well to contribute to that cause.

Palaces has a style that beats any other benefits fo our glorius dark lord.

>>3607694

> A Pack of Chimps- Subhuman in intellect and raucous in temperament, they are nonetheless terrified of you and willing to do whatever you say to avoid your wrath. They're also excellent at getting into hard to reach places, even if they aren't quite the imposing force.

>>3607694
A gang of Thieves. (I think..how many of them are there?
Golems might be better)

>>3607694
> A Pair of Golems- Hulking lumps of hardened clay brought to life, each has the strength of a dozen men, functionally limitless endurance, and absolute, unswerving loyalty to your every word. Unfortunately, you found them here and don't have the slightest idea how to make more, and for all their brawn, they lack the brain to follow anything more complex than the simplest of plans.

>>3607710
Around thirty chimps, ten thieves, and two golems.

>>3607694
> A Pack of Chimps- Subhuman in intellect and raucous in temperament, they are nonetheless terrified of you and willing to do whatever you say to avoid your wrath. They're also excellent at getting into hard to reach places, even if they aren't quite the imposing force.
We can’t be an evil desert wizard without evil chimp minions

>>3607694
>A Pair of Golems

>>3607694
>A Gang of Thieves.

>>3607694
>> A Pair of Golems- Hulking lumps of hardened clay brought to life, each has the strength of a dozen men, functionally limitless endurance, and absolute, unswerving loyalty to your every word. Unfortunately, you found them here and don't have the slightest idea how to make more, and for all their brawn, they lack the brain to follow anything more complex than the simplest of plans.

>>3607769
>Le second post.

>>3607694
>A Pack of Chimps- Subhuman in intellect and raucous in temperament, they are nonetheless terrified of you and willing to do whatever you say to avoid your wrath. They're also excellent at getting into hard to reach places, even if they aren't quite the imposing force.
Perfect for defending mazy palace

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>>3607789
> A Pair of Golems- Hulking lumps of hardened clay brought to life, each has the strength of a dozen men, functionally limitless endurance, and absolute, unswerving loyalty to your every word. Unfortunately, you found them here and don't have the slightest idea how to make more, and for all their brawn, they lack the brain to follow anything more complex than the simplest of plans.

You have come into possession of a pair of golems, enormous in size, tireless in labor, and fearsome in battle, they are perhaps the perfect minions, and you have a pair! Sure, you won't be driving your enemies before you and hearing the lamentations of women anytime soon, but once you've found a way to make more, oh, the mountains shall tremble! All things in time. Only one bit of curiosity remains. Namely, the region you're in.

> Choose-
> The Far Reaches- Far from the spires of the capitol, that is. Over a dozen tribes wage war over a dispute that began generations ago, and many monsters lurk between and, if the rumors are to be believed, underneath the dunes.
> The Distant Frontier- Here is nothing but the wind and sand, save for a handful of tribes and oasis villages scattered across the land, you can rest assured you'll be left undisturbed. However, the lack of settlements to subjugate irks you.
> The Settled Heartland- Near to the greatest and grandest cities of the kingdom, there exist an overabundance of peasants to rule and riches to seize, but just as many fierce soldiers stand guard over the land's soft underbelly.

>>3607856
> The Far Reaches- Far from the spires of the capitol, that is. Over a dozen tribes wage war over a dispute that began generations ago, and many monsters lurk between and, if the rumors are to be believed, underneath the dunes.

>>3607856
>The Far Reaches- Far from the spires of the capitol, that is. Over a dozen tribes wage war over a dispute that began generations ago, and many monsters lurk between and, if the rumors are to be believed, underneath the dunes.

>>3607856
>The Distant Frontier- Here is nothing but the wind and sand, save for a handful of tribes and oasis villages scattered across the land, you can rest assured you'll be left undisturbed. However, the lack of settlements to subjugate irks you.

> The Far Reaches- Far from the spires of the capitol, that is. Over a dozen tribes wage war over a dispute that began generations ago, and many monsters lurk between and, if the rumors are to be believed, underneath the dunes.

>>3607856
>> The Distant Frontier- Here is nothing but the wind and sand, save for a handful of tribes and oasis villages scattered across the land, you can rest assured you'll be left undisturbed. However, the lack of settlements to subjugate irks you.

>>3607856
> The Far Reaches- Far from the spires of the capitol, that is. Over a dozen tribes wage war over a dispute that began generations ago, and many monsters lurk between and, if the rumors are to be believed, underneath the dunes.

>>3607856
I feel like this would be funny if it was a endless character creator with the decisions going into more and minutia

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>>3607878
>>3607885
>>3607914
> The Far Reaches- Far from the spires of the capitol, that is. Over a dozen tribes wage war over a dispute that began generations ago, and many monsters lurk between and, if the rumors are to be believed, underneath the dunes.

Here, in the farthest reaches of civilized maps barbarism reigns, though if you manage to manipulate the tribes against one another, that may change.

You are sitting on a moth-eaten cushion that was once of the finest silk, absentmindedly directing a golem to walk and forth while you peruse the scroll you've written. The material is the roughest of parchment and you'd rather not say where you got the ink, but it is serviceable enough to meet your needs, and more importantly, provide a record of your advancement in the sorcerous disciplines, track your accumulated assets, and list a census of your population.

Eventually.

>> THE SORCERER-LORD: (That's you)
> Personal Traits:
> Extremely Young: Scarcely eighteen summers, no barbarian chieftain would take you seriously if it weren't for your dark magics, but you need not worry, for you have many, many years ahead to further your skills.
> Novice Occultist: You have taken your first tenative steps into the forbidden arts, and you are going to achieve petty godhood or die trying.
> Disciplines:
> Fire (1) You can summon flickering flames to your hands at a moment's notice, then fling them in crude bolts and rays as you wish. It is extremely dangerous, hot enough to burn flesh and bone alike as if they were the driest kindling.


>> Ruins of the Palace
> Structural Integrity: [200 out of 20,000] Most of the roof is missing or crumbling, the floor has been worn down to cobbles, and many of the halls and chambers have outright collapsed. To say nothing of the cobwebs and tears in the tapestries. It's still marvelous, but it looks like it belongs to a beggar king.
> Fortification Rating: [10 out of 100] Though this place wasn't built with fortifications in mind, there was once a token wall surrounding the premises. Once. At the moment, there's nothing preventing any damned chimp from simply hooting and hollering their way into your home but the gate-like front door, which, thankfully, still opens and closes.
> Resources:
> Treasure: [10,000] Heaps upon heaps of gold, silver, and jewels! All guarded by the pair of golems that would've struck you down alongside the other would-be pillagers, if they didn't sense the aura of sorcery about your person. It is a kingly sum to be certain, all that's needed is to find somewhere to actually spent it.

>> Population:
> Minions:
> 2 Clay Golems: Fearless, tireless, strong as a dozen men and unflinchingly loyal. They're excellent for anything resembling combat or manual labor, but their lack of intellect prevents them from doing much else. Sadly, you don't know how to make anymore, but the ones you have make decent enough bodyguards.
> Subjects:
> Ahahahaha, you wish

> (1/2)

>>3607941
Conveniently enough, it is the Spring of Year 0, because you might as well start a new calendar to commemorate your rise to power. You can spend the season doing as you wish, but it might be wise to continue your studies into the occult before attempting to contact some of the locals. Both of the golems can be directed as well, and should be put to work on repairing the palace or its walls as best as they can, otherwise they'll simply stand still until the season has passed.

>> What do you want to do?
> Continue your studies into the Discipline of Fire
> Attempt to research a newer, shinier Discipline
> Indulge in your idle fantasies of being Dark Lord

>> What do you want your golems to do?
> Begin laboring on the palace's Structural Integrity. (+10 per Golem per season)
> Begin improving the palace's Fortification Rating. (+10 per Golem per season)
> Stand around your ruined throne room, and do their best to look intimidating.

> (2/2)

>>3607945
> Continue your studies into the Discipline of Fire.
> Begin laboring on the palace's Structural Integrity.

>>3607927
That would be pretty funny but it wouldn't be half as fun as running the quest. Gives me a good idea for April 1st though.

>>3607945
> Continue your studies into the Discipline of Fire
We need to be able to defend ourselves reliably and become a force to be reckoned with. Building on what we have already obtained seems logical
> Begin laboring on the palace's Structural Integrity. (+10 per Golem per season)
> Begin improving the palace's Fortification Rating. (+10 per Golem per season)
One each

>>3607941
>>3607945
> Continue your studies into the Discipline of Fire
> Begin laboring on the palace's Structural Integrity. (+10 per Golem per season)
Need this place locked up tighter than a nun’s arse.

>>3607951
>>3607958
>making our palace prettier when we’re surrounded by barbarians
Bruh.

Rolled 83 (1d100)

>>3607951
>>3607958
>>3607967
>it's another tie
Only fair to compromise.

>>3607958
> Roll 1d20 to advance your understanding of Fire, DC: 14
> Bo3

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>3608047

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>3608047

Rolled 6 (1d20)

RNGesus, hear my prayer!

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>>3608059
>>3608062
>>3608105
> 13 VS DC: 14
> Minor Failure

They never said sorcery would be easy, but staring into brush-fires for weeks on end to no avail leaves you a tad frustrated. You can sense you're on the brink of a major breakthrough, but try as you might, the fires you can manage to summon aren't getting any hotter. Moving into Summer with nothing to show for it is frustrating, to say the least, and if it weren't for your unwavering diligence you no doubt would've been driven half-mad long ago.

Damnation.

At least the golems have made some headway on renovating the structure, and watching them move stones larger than a man with no more effort than you lifting a pillow is an entertaining enough diversion. Interestingly enough, the constellations seem to trending to a minor celestial alignment that, according to your calculations should manifest sometime next Fall, exactly five seasons from now. The knowledge isn't of much use to you, but if you wanted to conduct some sort of sorcerous ritual, that would be a good time to do it.

> (1/2)

>>3608150

>> THE SORCERER-LORD: (That's you)
> Personal Traits:
> Extremely Young: Scarcely eighteen summers, no barbarian chieftain would take you seriously if it weren't for your dark magics, but you need not worry, for you have many, many years ahead to further your skills.
> Novice Occultist: You have taken your first tenative steps into the forbidden arts, and you are going to achieve petty godhood or die trying.
> Disciplines:
> Fire (1) You can summon flickering flames to your hands at a moment's notice, then fling them in crude bolts and rays as you wish. It is extremely dangerous, hot enough to burn flesh and bone alike as if they were the driest kindling.


>> Ruins of the Palace
> Structural Integrity: [210 out of 20,000] Most of the roof is missing or crumbling, the floor has been worn down to cobbles, and many of the halls and chambers have outright collapsed. To say nothing of the cobwebs and tears in the tapestries. It's still marvelous, but it looks like it belongs to a beggar king. You honestly can't tell a difference since before the golem started working on it.
> Fortification Rating: [20 out of 100] Though this place wasn't built with fortifications in mind, there was once a token wall surrounding the premises. Once. At the moment, there's nothing preventing any damned chimp from simply hooting and hollering their way into your home but the gate-like front door, which, thankfully, still opens and closes. You figure by this time next year, the gaps in the mortared wall ought to be filled in with rough boulders.
> Resources:
> Treasure: [10,000] Heaps upon heaps of gold, silver, and jewels! All guarded by the pair of golems that would've struck you down alongside the other would-be pillagers, if they didn't sense the aura of sorcery about your person. It is a kingly sum to be certain, all that's needed is to find somewhere to actually spent it.

>> Population:
> Minions:
> 2 Clay Golems: Fearless, tireless, strong as a dozen men and unflinchingly loyal. They're excellent for anything resembling combat or manual labor, but their lack of intellect prevents them from doing much else. Sadly, you don't know how to make anymore, but the ones you have make decent enough bodyguards.
> Subjects:
> Ahahahaha, you wish

Time to devise a plan for the Summer of Year 0...

>> What do you want to do?
> Continue your studies into the Discipline of Fire, (DC: 12)
> Attempt to research a newer, shinier Discipline, (DC: ??)
> Indulge in your idle fantasies of being Dark Lord

>> What do you want your golems to do?
> Begin laboring on the palace's Structural Integrity. (+10 per Golem per season)
> Begin improving the palace's Fortification Rating. (+10 per Golem per season)
> Stand around your ruined throne room, and do their best to look intimidating.

> (2/2)

>>3608153
>continue studies into disipine of fire

>improve fortification rating.

>>3608192
Hopefully this time you'll get the hang of it.

> Roll 1d20, DC: 12
> Bo3

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>3608247
One might hope

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>3608247
>>3608266
Oh fuck

Rolled 33 (1d100)

>>3608266
>the sorcerer's ambitions have (metaphorically, possibly literally) blown up in his face
The authentic Sword & Sorcery experience. Let's hope you didn't just summon a demon.

>>3608282
Lucky for you, it's only a minor coma lasting several days and a golem care-taking induced concussion for the rest of the season.

I'll need another roll to update

Rolled 1 (1d10)

>>3608311

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>3608311
Wait that's not it
>another 1

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>3608345
Cease and desist namefag

>>3608347
>>3608351
You almost gave me a fucking heart attack.

> Flipping a coin to see if you advance Fire
> Heads (1) Yes
> Tails (2) No

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>>3608266
>>3608282
>>3608351
>>3608361
> 1 VS DC: 12
> Catastrophic Failure

You resume your studies but the disdain you hold for your own ineptitude rises, day by day until it reaches a fever pitch and you are compelled to take a grave risk. Summoning the petty pittance of a flickering spark is as easy as muttering the incantation you spied from the stolen scrap of a crumbling tome, so many weeks ago, but truly channeling the inferno is yet beyond you. Or is it? Why must you mutter these same words, never deviating, never changing, never blazing?

Perhaps they are mere shackles, devised to keep those content with hedge witchery in their place! Hmm... Mayhap you need only shift a syllable or two, alter the pitch to a deeper tone, bring the murderous hate to the forefront of your mind, annnd-

> *BOOM*

When you reawaken, it is on the dusty and shredded silks on a rickety princeling's bed, and to the feeling of a weighty clay jug pounding you in the face. You open your mouth to protest, only to sputter and choke as half a gallon of muddy water is poured down your gullet. Above you stands one of the golems, gripping the object of assault, and at the sight of your furious glare, it drops the jug onto the bed beside you and lumbers out of the room.

The concussion takes a half week to die down, and the bruises twice so.

> 18 VS DC: 16
> Minor Success

However, when they do you feel that something has changed. Summoning the flames comes easier than ever before, almost annoyingly so, and it is less than three days after your recovery that you take the plunge and repeat the same incantation that knocked you into a month-long stupor without a moment's hesitation.

> *BOOM*

> (1/2)

>>3608521
This time you're prepared for the explosion, and manage to clumsily fling it some distance away before it detonates in your grasp. The exertion of energy entering and leaving your body so swiftly knocks you to your knees, but when you rise, it is with a fierce grin and you command the nearby golem to clap. This is no mere bolt of flame, no, this is a burst, and your hearty mirth is filled to bursting!

> Fire (1) advances into Fire (2)

Glorious, glorious! At this rate, the whole of the world shall fall! And speaking of Fall...

>> THE SORCERER-LORD: (That's you)
> Personal Traits:
> Extremely Young: Scarcely eighteen summers, no barbarian chieftain would take you seriously if it weren't for your dark magics, but you need not worry, for you have many, many years ahead to further your skills.
> Novice Occultist: You have taken your first tentative steps into the forbidden arts, and you are going to achieve petty godhood or die trying.
> Disciplines:
> Fire (2) Your previous attunement to the flames is no longer unsurpassed, for the flames come easier than they ever did, and with a moment’s concentration, you are capable of flinging an explosive firebolt. For the moment, most of the force is concussive and you can’t reliably repeat the feat several times in a row, but nevertheless it's an enormous advantage.

> (2/3)

>>3608521
>>3608525

>> Ruins of the Palace
> Structural Integrity: [210 out of 20,000] Most of the roof is missing or crumbling, the floor has been worn down to cobbles, and many of the halls and chambers have outright collapsed. To say nothing of the cobwebs and tears in the tapestries. It's still marvelous, but it looks like it belongs to a beggar king. You honestly can't tell a difference since before the golem started working on it.
> Fortification Rating: [40 out of 100] Though this place wasn't built with fortifications in mind, there was once a token wall surrounding the premises. Once. At the moment, there's nothing preventing any damned chimp from simply hooting and hollering their way into your home but the gate-like front door, which, thankfully, still opens and closes. You figure by this time next Spring, the gaps in the mortared wall ought to be filled in with rough boulders.
> Resources:
> Treasure: [10,000] Heaps upon heaps of gold, silver, and jewels! All guarded by the pair of golems that would've struck you down alongside the other would-be pillagers, if they didn't sense the aura of sorcery about your person. It is a kingly sum to be certain, all that's needed is to find somewhere to actually spent it.

>> Population:
> Minions:
> 2 Clay Golems: Fearless, tireless, strong as a dozen men and unflinchingly loyal. They're excellent for anything resembling combat or manual labor, but their lack of intellect prevents them from doing much else. Sadly, you don't know how to make anymore, but the ones you have make decent enough bodyguards.
> Subjects:
> It is inevitable!

You need to devise a plan for the Fall of Year 0.

>> What do you want to do?
> Continue your studies into the Discipline of Fire, (DC: 16)
> Attempt to research a newer, shinier Discipline, (DC: ??)
> Indulge in your idle fantasies of being Dark Lord

>> What do you want your golems to do?
> Begin laboring on the palace's Structural Integrity. (+10 per Golem per season)
> Begin improving the palace's Fortification Rating. (+10 per Golem per season)
> Stand around your ruined throne room, and do their best to look intimidating.

> (3/3)

>>3608530
>lets explore the surrounding area for more minions or a couple of villages to lord over.

> improve the the palaces fortification rating

>>3608530
> Continue your studies into the Discipline of Fire, (DC: 16)
> Begin improving the palace's Fortification Rating. (+10 per Golem per season)

>>3608601
This, need to be stronger before we start expanding

>>3608593
Seconded. We should try to find a use for our mountains of cash

>>3608618
Meh its boring without minions

>>3608601
Thirded.

>>3608530
>Begin laboring on the palace's Structural Integrity. (+10 per Golem per season)
> Continue your studies into the Discipline of Fire.

>>3608530
>Continue studying Fire
>Both Golems fortify the palace

>>3608601
>>3608618
>>3608746
>>3609016
> Roll 1d20 to advance your understanding of Fire, DC: 16
> Bo3

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>3609259

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>3609259
Feel the buuuurn

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>>3609259
>>3609311

>>3609311
>>3609317
!NotThoth-Amon indeed. I'll need a third roll from another anon.

>>3609328
BTW, are there any caps or the like on magical abilities? Or is it just, "You level up and get a new spell/more mana/etc?"

>>3609345
Tier (10) is the cap, unless you have artifacts or enhancements boosting your power beyond mortal ken, and each tier is roughly twice as difficult to learn as the last. At a certain point it's more efficient to start getting creative with what you have, which is what magic-users in Sword & Sorcery do.

>>3608601
Supporting this

>>3609345
You can do plenty with even level (2) Fire magic, that's terrifying in one-on-one combat, or even against small groups but it won't protect you against an arrow, or slit throat, or !NotConan with a meteoric steel sword, etc. Paranoia is a power all on its own.

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>3609361
I'm dumb
>>3609259

>>3609361
It's already passed, care to roll a 1d20 here >>3609259?

>>3609366
Ignore >>3609368, that's phenomenal.

Rolled 54 (1d100)

>>3609311
Let's see just how much of a breakthrough you've managed here.

Rolled 5, 9 = 14 (2d12)

>>3609373
Not bad, not bad.

>>3609311
>Nat 20
>>3609373
>Upper 50%
Nice rolls. We'll be hearing the lamentations of their women any season now!

>>3609365
Alright, that makes sense.

Let's see, magical stuff to pick up potentially...
>Water- We are in a desert. Being able to conjure water will make everyone love us. This is outside of potential blood bending shenanigans.
>Darkness- Outside of of stealth purposes, we are in a desert. Ways to block out sunlight/heat will make everyone like us more. Potentially we can also get some weird shadow teleportation stuff.
>Earth- Outside of the sheer utility of being able to erect fortifications with a finger snap, I'm thinking of how exceptionally lethal summoning a sandstorm could be. Also maybe the path to making more golems.
>Air- Because flying is fun, damn it.
>Mind- Because mind control is evil and useful.
>Soul- Potentially more golems?

Anyone else have ideas?

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>3609259

>>3609382
I would vote earth for armor. We could try metal actually

>>3609386
Metal might actually get us some kind of ability to detect precious metals, actually. Even if we just detect metal around us in a short range, that would be really helpful for the whole "Don't Get Assassinated" thing.

Also-
>Life- Healing is important to have. Potential Deadpool/Wolverine healing factors. Potential flesh-crafting and body horror. Potential eternal youth.

>>3609395
Sword & Sorcery is usually evil as fuck, Blood is probably the Life equivalent.

>>3609397
>Sword & Sorcery magic

>>3609400
Alright, doing Blood instead of Life means better offensive as opposed to utility. IE more Bloodbending and less emergency crop growth (or less emergency, if we want to get people to accept us as their beloved God-King.)

>>3609382
Once we've had 'enough' fire magic (like that's possible) then we should work on getting more golems. Those things are the ultimate minions

>>3609488

How about:
>Earth- Since they're clay golems, this seems like a good base.

then

>Soul- Since this seems like a good "animate a thing that wasn't alive before" school

or

>Blood/Life- Because bringing life to something

or

>Golem- Not sure, but if this is a school of magic it'll be super useful for, you know, making the golems.

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>>3608601
>>3608618
>>3608746
>>3609016
>>3609311
>>3609373
> 20 VS DC: 16
> Supreme Success

The weakness of your mortal form... It fills you with disgust and you spit upon it. They call you a blasphemer, bound to burn in hellfire? Then damn their wretched souls! Let them burn! On the blackest of days, you shall drive your foes before you and hear the lamentations of their women, and it shall be the sweetest of music to your ears. Let them cry out, for their wailing is incandescent ecstasy to the deepest, darkest depths of your soul, and you simply cannot wait to hear it! Ahahahahaha!

But in all seriousness, repeating the same incantations to summon the same flames ad nauseam is getting you nowhere, and you know firsthand that limited experimentation can serve your purposes quite well. That same reckless drive that spurred you to abandon your civilization and venture to the wastes in pursuit of raw, mystic power has brought you here, and you shan’t abandon it in favor of the mewling coward’s voice in the back of your head. Second-thoughts be cast aside, you feel you understand the meaning of the syllables a little better every time you utter the spell, and a connection between you and the sorcery is being woven into your very soul. It comes easier now, but you don’t want easy magic.

You’ve begun to crave the challenge of climbing to new heights, and what better way to get there than to burn the fools standing before you to the ground? Summoning the flames, you find the words come almost instinctively, and when you attempt the bursting bolt they do the same. Why not lengthen the sentence using the syllables you know and see what comes of it? Of course, you attempt this outside of the palace, with a golem nearby to drag you to your bedchambers if you knock yourself into a coma, or sprint and dunk you into the oasis if you catch yourself on fire. Hopefully it won’t be necessary, but as your past experiences have taught you all too well, it never hurts to be prepared.

Adrenaline rushes as the incantation begins, seemingly slower than before, but an instant before finishing the utterance, you continue with the first half of the sentence-

> *KA-BOOOOM*

- and are promptly flung off of your feet, several dozen paces back. If it weren’t for the golem catching you with one arm, your spine would’ve been shattered on some spare masonry but the near brush with death means less than nothing to you, because your eyes are affixed on an awe-inspiring sight. Out in the sands lies a crater, roughly as deep as a grave and half as wide as a golem laying on its back. Smoke is trailing from your blood-red hands, and you feel on the verge of unconsciousness, but you are enraptured because you were the sole cause of that devastating effect, and you have made a significant breakthrough.

> Fire (2) advances to Fire (3)

> (1/3)

>>3609505

Over the course of the next several weeks, you hone the explosive energies you’ve come to command, and while it doesn’t get anywhere near as trivial as the beginning incantation, it becomes manageable with ample time to concentrate. You can cast it roughly once each day, twice if you’re willing to feel as if you haven’t slept in weeks, and thrice if you’re comfortable with a week-long slumber to compensate.

By the second time you awaken, you’ve almost gotten used to the golem’s unintentionally brutal ministrations but more importantly, something strange has been occurring in the depths of your psyche. Something powerful. It’s as if two vivid dreams are vying to takeover your nightly rest, and after getting fed up with the constant, crippling insomnia, you realize that if you wish to truly sleep, you must choose between one of the two. A part of your subconscious realizes this decision isn’t permanent, merely determining what extension of the forbidden masteries you wish to pursue, but the rest of your conscious mind realizes that you won’t ever get the same choice again, and had best choose carefully.

> Choose-

> In this dream, you find yourself in the middle of the desert, far, far away from any palatial ruins, warring tribes, or opulent city-states. No, here you are alone beneath the night sky, and instead of your calculated thought, there is only an all-consuming thirst. It grips you with feverish madness, and you are forced to dig into the dry earth as if you were an animal, tens, then dozens of paces deep before you succumb to the same parched shriveling as any other weed in the wasteland. Instinctively, you understand this invariably claims your life the merest of moments before you could’ve had a drink.

> In this dream, you find yourself at the top of a mountain, with no sprawling ruins or tribal encampments to be seen. No, there is only the reddened stone beneath your bare feet, the unnaturally dark clouds above, and endless sand so far beneath you that it might as well be a sheet of yellowed glass. Suddenly, a strange compulsion to peer over the edge of the summit comes over you, and cautious to grip the rocks as you may be, the moment you crouch down is when it strikes. A force akin to an unseen hand shoves you from the highest of places, and sends you falling to the ground where your death is all but certain. Try as you might, you can never escape the pain of the end, but each time you reach the bottom, a faint breeze almost mockingly pushes your face.

Once you’ve made up your mind, the dreams cease as abruptly as they came, and you feel that a new avenue of occult research has been opened to you.

> (2/3)

>>3609505
>>3609507

>> THE SORCERER-LORD: (Supreme)
> Personal Traits:
> Extremely Young: Scarcely eighteen summers, no barbarian chieftain would take you seriously if it weren't for your dark magics, but you need not worry, for you have many, many years ahead to further your skills.
> Novice Occultist: You have taken your first tentative steps into the forbidden arts, and you are going to achieve petty godhood or die trying.
> Disciplines:
> Fire (3) In time your enemies shall come to dread your name, for the fiercest flames flare forth at the merest flick of your tongue and snap of your finger, to say nothing of the concussive doom you are capable of flinging as casually if you were a child with a camel’s stitched hacky-sack, or the horrendous fireball you can send hurtling into their ranks!

>> Ruins of the Palace
> Structural Integrity: [210 out of 20,000] Most of the roof is missing or crumbling, the floor has been worn down to cobbles, and many of the halls and chambers have outright collapsed. To say nothing of the cobwebs and tears in the tapestries. It's still marvelous, but it looks like it belongs to a beggar king. You honestly can't tell a difference since before the golem started working on it.
> Fortification Rating: [60 out of 100] Though this place wasn't built with fortifications in mind, there was once a token wall surrounding the premises. Once. At the moment, there's nothing preventing any damned chimp from simply hooting and hollering their way into your home but the gate-like front door, which, thankfully, still opens and closes. You figure by this time next Spring, the gaps in the mortared wall ought to be filled in with rough boulders.
> Resources:
> Treasure: [10,000] Heaps upon heaps of gold, silver, and jewels! All guarded by the pair of golems that would've struck you down alongside the other would-be pillagers, if they didn't sense the aura of sorcery about your person. It is a kingly sum to be certain, all that's needed is to find somewhere to actually spend it.

>> Population:
> Minions:
> 2 Clay Golems: Fearless, tireless, strong as a dozen men and unflinchingly loyal. They're excellent for anything resembling combat or manual labor, but their lack of intellect prevents them from doing much else. Sadly, you don't know how to make anymore, but the ones you have make decent enough bodyguards.
> Subjects:
> It is inevitable!

You need to decide how you’re going to be spending the Winter of Year 0.

>> What do you want to do?
> Delve deep into the essence of the dream you have chosen, (DC: 12)
> Continue your studies into the Discipline of Fire, (DC: 18)
> Attempt to research a newer, shinier Discipline, (DC: ??)

>> What do you want your golems to do?
> Begin laboring on the palace's Structural Integrity. (+10 per Golem per season)
> Begin improving the palace's Fortification Rating. (+10 per Golem per season)
> Stand by your bedside, ready and waiting to interpret the strangeness of your dreams.

> (3/3)

>>3609507
>In this dream, you find yourself at the top of a mountain, with no sprawling ruins or tribal encampments to be seen. No, there is only the reddened stone beneath your bare feet, the unnaturally dark clouds above, and endless sand so far beneath you that it might as well be a sheet of yellowed glass. Suddenly, a strange compulsion to peer over the edge of the summit comes over you, and cautious to grip the rocks as you may be, the moment you crouch down is when it strikes. A force akin to an unseen hand shoves you from the highest of places, and sends you falling to the ground where your death is all but certain. Try as you might, you can never escape the pain of the end, but each time you reach the bottom, a faint breeze almost mockingly pushes your face.
Wind? Wind.

>>3609510
>> Delve deep into the essence of the dream you have chosen, (DC: 12)
>> Begin laboring on the palace's Structural Integrity. (+10 per Golem per season)
>> Stand by your bedside, ready and waiting to interpret the strangeness of your dreams.

>>3609507
I vote desert as i assume water
>delve deep into the dream

>improve fortification.

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>3609510

Hmm... I have no idea what either mean... first one is Water and Earth and Madness, and the second one is Mountains and the Sky and Falling... Both are relatively ominous.

>Dream 2
>Dream Interpretation
>Continue Fortifying

>>3609510
Guys, I think our magic is driving us batshit insane.

> In this dream, you find yourself at the top of a mountain, with no sprawling ruins or tribal encampments to be seen. No, there is only the reddened stone beneath your bare feet, the unnaturally dark clouds above, and endless sand so far beneath you that it might as well be a sheet of yellowed glass. Suddenly, a strange compulsion to peer over the edge of the summit comes over you, and cautious to grip the rocks as you may be, the moment you crouch down is when it strikes. A force akin to an unseen hand shoves you from the highest of places, and sends you falling to the ground where your death is all but certain. Try as you might, you can never escape the pain of the end, but each time you reach the bottom, a faint breeze almost mockingly pushes your face.

MORE POWER!

>>3609518
+1

>>3609512
>>3609517
>>3609518
>>3609526
> You have chosen the second dream, now 'tis time to unravel its meaning.
> Roll 1d20, DC: 12
> Bo3

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>3609546
Elementals when?

>>3609546
>>3609518
Rolled 18 before.

>>3609518
>>3609565
Eh, I'll allow it but next time roll after the prompt, it makes things a bit easier on my end.

>>3609568
Gotcha. Thanks for taking it this time.

>>3609572
It'd be a waste not to, and you better believe I'd do the same if it were a 1.

>>3609577
I don't doubt it. It'd only be fair.

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>3609546

>>3609586
Fair is fair is fair. What do you think of the quest so far? I'm trying to keep it from veering into generic fantasy and really play up the evil wizardry.

>>3609593
Kinda wana get out of the towers but all the other anons are voting for research
I like it so far but we dont know what the other factions are yet.

>>3609593
I don't have an opinion yet, currently we're in the "get the level grinding done so we don't get instagibbed" phase. Once we exit that or if it starts dragging on too long I'll have an opinion. Currently mildly ambivalent.

>>3609598
I think we ought to build up some power before we reach out to anyone. All we have is Fire (3), the new discipline, a pair of golems and a run-down palace.

We should look powerful and be powerful or people won't take us seriously.

>>3609606
Yes, exactly!

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>>3609546
>Combine fire and air to get.
>>3609510
> Begin laboring on the palace's Structural Integrity. (+10 per Golem per season)
Also should at least get the bedroom fixed before winter sets in.

>>3609593
I like it so far. I like the feeling of starting out small and taking the time to build stuff up. To be fair, I like these types of quests/civs in general.

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>>3609512
>>3609517
>>3609518
>>3609526
>>3609518
> 18 VS DC: 12

After one day and one night of deep contemplation, you decide to pursue the mysteries of the second dream and condemn the first to obscurity. Such is your paranoia that when you close your eyes to rest, you have each of the golems standing over you, and to your brief horror you see that the scene on the mountaintop is unchanged. Neither the churning storm nor the endless sands have changed one whit, but after several moments pass, when the compulsion to stare over the edge would arrive you feel nothing but vague anticipation. Of what, you’re beginning to develop a firm idea, and rather than await your nightly tormentor’s push, you fling yourself from the highest place without an instant’s self-doubt.

Again you hurtle to the gritty dunes, but rather than recoil in terror you shout in the jubilance only one who has seized an instant’s freedom from the tightest shackles can know, and you close your eyes to revel in the winds rushing against your robes. You wait for the pain and when it doesn’t come, open your eyes in shock at the sensation of sand faintly blowing against the tip of your nose. Curious, you move to stand, then tumble backward when there is no ground beneath your feet but are caught before hitting the ground by a sudden gale. Realization of what you have done dawns, and then, the skies themselves are a canvas.

For the rest of the night, you shout in childish joy as you fly through the clouds, then scream in maddened exhilaration while the lightning strikes the summit at the mere pointing of your finger! Time seems to slow into an eternity of flitting loops, daring twists, and reckless whirls, and though you are the happiest you have ever been, you understand that this moment cannot last forever. Eventually, the all-too familiar urge to slumber comes over you, and you levitate back to the summit where you lay your head on a charred rock softer than any cushion. Your eyes open to the sight of each golem patiently awaiting your commands, and you sigh in equal parts excitement and grief at what you have lost and gained in equal measure.

> Wind (0) advances to Wind (1)

> (1/3)

>>3609639

When you begin to practice as is your daily custom, the incantation for the flames lies upon your lips, but yet another utterance awaits the tip of your tongue. Throwing caution to the wayside, you utter these new syllables and feel a strange sensation, a sort of lifting giddiness completely different to the rage the flames kindle, but nowhere approaching even one whit of the ecstatic joy you reveled in during last night’s dream.

Instead of the onset of warmth and a rushing blaze, you feel a gentle breeze pick up around your robes, and at the wave of your hand, it surges forward to push the sands. You pause, look over your shoulder to make sure the precautionary golem is still there, and attempt to do it again with the other hand. This time, the joy returns in the form of a clever smile, but its cause is anything but sorcerous. Nyeheheheheh...

Surely enough, the winds can assist the aim of your firebeams, firebolts, and fireballs! Even more conveniently, on-demand fresh wind comforts you beneath the glare of the desert sun, and if aimed properly, you suppose it could perhaps trip an assailant by the ankles if they didn’t expect it. This has been a pleasant winter, to say the least.

>> THE SORCERER-LORD: (Supreme)
> Personal Traits:
> Extremely Young: Scarcely eighteen summers, no barbarian chieftain would take you seriously if it weren't for your dark magics, but you need not worry, for you have many, many years ahead to further your skills.
> Novice Occultist: You have taken your first tentative steps into the forbidden arts, and you are going to achieve petty godhood or die trying.
> Disciplines:
> Fire (3) In time your enemies shall come to dread your name, for the fiercest flames flare forth at the merest flick of your tongue and snap of your finger, to say nothing of the concussive doom you are capable of flinging as casually if you were a child with a camel’s stitched hacky-sack, or the horrendous fireball you can send hurtling into their ranks!
> Wind (1) You can summon a gust of wind about your person at a moment’s notice, then direct it to blow this way or that as you wish. It isn’t dangerous on its own, but it could be dangerous in concert with the flames, and the newfound breeze is certainly a pleasant diversion.

> (2/3)

>>3609639
>>3609640

>> Ruins of the Palace
> Structural Integrity: [210 out of 20,000] Most of the roof is missing or crumbling, the floor has been worn down to cobbles, and many of the halls and chambers have outright collapsed. To say nothing of the cobwebs and tears in the tapestries. It's still marvelous, but it looks like it belongs to a beggar king. You honestly can't tell a difference since before the golem started working on it.
> Fortification Rating: [80 out of 100] Though this place wasn’t built with fortifications in mind, there was once a token wall surrounding the premises, and if your minion’s progress is any indication, soon enough there will be again. It’s more of a pile of boulders filling in the holes of the crumbling ruin, but the obvious fortification should prove more than enough to repel most casual trespassers.

> Resources:
> Treasure: [10,000] Heaps upon heaps of gold, silver, and jewels! All guarded by the pair of golems that would've struck you down alongside the other would-be pillagers, if they didn't sense the aura of sorcery about your person. It is a kingly sum to be certain, all that's needed is to find somewhere to actually spend it.

>> Population:
> Minions:
> 2 Clay Golems: Fearless, tireless, strong as a dozen men and unflinchingly loyal. They're excellent for anything resembling combat or manual labor, but their lack of intellect prevents them from doing much else. Sadly, you don't know how to make anymore, but the ones you have make decent enough bodyguards.
> Subjects:
> It is inevitable!

But the Spring of Year 1 and your nineteenth birthday await, not to mention the upcoming celestial alignment in the Fall.

>> What do you want to do?
> Continue your studies into the Discipline of Fire, (DC: 18)
> Continue your studies into the Discipline of Wind, (DC: 14)
> Attempt to research a newer, shinier Discipline, (DC: ??)
> Abandon your studies, and attempt to explore your surroundings for potential minions and subjects to rule with an iron-fist, (DC: ??)

>> What do you want your golems to do?
> Begin laboring on the palace's Structural Integrity. (+10 per Golem per season)
> Begin improving the palace's Fortification Rating. (+10 per Golem per season)
> Play paddy-cake in the sand to celebrate everyone's success in the Year 0

> (3/3)

>>3609598
>>3609605
>>3609606
>>3609612
>>3609637
Interdasting.

>>3609623
The former princeling's bedroom was one of the first places you renovated.

>>3609644
>Continue your studies into the Discipline of Fire, (DC: 18)
>Begin improving the palace's Fortification Rating. (+10 per Golem per season)
I have a feeling nothing good will come of this, but there's no way our Supreme Overlord of Evil (tm) won't keep chasing the rush of fire magic.

>>3609644
> Abandon your studies, and attempt to explore your surroundings for potential minions and subjects to rule with an iron-fist, (DC: ??)
> Begin improving the palace's Fortification Rating. (+10 per Golem per season)
At this rate it’s going to take the golems hundreds of years to renovate the palace. Our wizard needs slaves, and he needs them now.

>>3609651
+1.
Maybe get Air up to 3 before we go out to collect minions.

>>3609593
I like it alot op. good stuff

>>3609656
backing

>>3609644

>Wind Magic
>Fortification

We have a new discipline! I wonder how long until we can use it to fly or make sandstorms...

>>3609644

But the Spring of Year 1 and your nineteenth birthday await, not to mention the upcoming celestial alignment in the Fall.

>not to mention the upcoming celestial alignment in the Fall.

Wait, Celestial Alignment? Is this important?

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> Attempt to research a newer, shinier Discipline, (DC: ??) (Golem Craft)

I would study the art of golem craft. we need more able hands, unyieldingly loyal ones that will not be burned to a crisp when we send them onto the battlefield.

(wind magic could be a nice way to make our fire more dynamic or increase its reach/radius, but i would keep fire as our dominant ability. So wind to make our fire better, and earth to craft our fireproof golems)

> Play paddy-cake in the sand to celebrate everyone's success in the Year 0 (so good)

>>3609701
From earlier in the thread
>Interestingly enough, the constellations seem to trending to a minor celestial alignment that, according to your calculations should manifest sometime next Fall, exactly five seasons from now. The knowledge isn't of much use to you, but if you wanted to conduct some sort of sorcerous ritual, that would be a good time to do it.
Not the biggest deal, but it may allow us to do some crazy attempt at a ritual and have it not utterly backfire.

>>3609713
We should probably do something to increase our power then. Maybe a ritual to attune ourselves to Wind or to make contact with spirits?

>>3609706
>>3609701
>>3609698
>>3609713
>>3609725
>>3609644

Changing vote.

>Attempt to study Golem-Craft
>Fort up

The Alignment would probably be a good time to try and make golems, actually.

>>3609728
Prepare for golem making and alignment.

>>3609644
> Continue your studies into the Discipline of Wind, (DC: 14)
> Begin improving the palace's Fortification Rating. (+10 per Golem per season)

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>>3607224
bump

>>3609706
>>3609728
>>3609753
>>3609968
> Roll 1d20, DC: 20
> Bo3

Getting to know what makes the golems tick might take more than one season.

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>3609971

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>3609971

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>3609971
CRIT!

Rolled 10 (1d12)

>>3609973
>>3609974
>>3609975
Not quite, but you have made some minor progress.

I'm really loving this story OP!

Also guys we really need to start allocating some labor into improving the castle. At this point anyone who manages to make it past the wall could easily have this building fall apart and become our tomb of rubble.

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>>3609706
>>3609728
>>3609753
>>3609968
> 17 VS DC: 20
> Minor Failure

These golems are mighty, useful servants but with only two you could scarcely bring an oasis to kneel! No, the wind doesn’t matter a tenth as much, because minions are power, you need more, and you need them now! Most infuriatingly, neither of the golems have a visible sign of what sort of sorcery animates their clay forms, nor are there any texts within the palace detailing the specifics of what is and isn’t possible, so you’ll have to determine yourself, and the only way to do that is through testing. Of course, you don’t know what you should be testing and even if you did, you wouldn’t have the power to make an attempt, and you sorely doubt that fire or wind have much impact on their efficiency of motion or unflinching obedience.

It seems to be a hopeless cause but you have years to study, and soon you will find the secrets of golem-crafting you so crave. Or at least, how to begin finding the secrets. You have one of the golems alternate between hauling boulders to patch the wall and kneeling before you so that you can lay your palms on their heads and meditate. That’s what magicians do, right? Meditate, and align their essences or chakras or whatever it is? Bah, if it works it works, and you aren’t the type to quibble about the cause when you can produce an effect.

Days, then weeks go by while you focus on attuning your soul to the nature of the golems, and while for the first month you feel like a fool, in the second you begin to sense what appears to be a vague confluence of invisible strings filling the golem’s interior, and in the third, you manage to peer deeper, and for the briefest of moments, manage to catch sight of bits and pieces of an unfathomably ancient language inscribed over every finger-length of their hulking forms. These strings were curious, because while you expected some sort of lingual component to their creation, you were most surprised by the tangle of astral cords.

> (1/3)

>>3609995

Now that you know that each exists, you can study either of the two at your leisure, but determining what exactly these strings are, and more importantly, how you can control them should prove much easier than digging into the forgotten script. Which of the two you decide to research, or neither in favor of expanding your less subtle potencies, is your own decision but it is one that you must make. Fortunately for you, the makeshift wall surrounding the palace is finished, and even if it could be countered by any tribal willing to climb over the edges, its presence certainly reassures you.

You barely notice your nineteenth birthday, and you honestly couldn’t care less.

>> THE SORCERER-LORD: (Supreme)
> Personal Traits:
> Extremely Young: Scarcely nineteen summers, no barbarian chieftain would take you seriously if it weren't for your dark magics, but you need not worry, for you have many, many years ahead to further your skills.
> Novice Occultist: You have taken your first tentative steps into the forbidden arts, and you are going to achieve petty godhood or die trying.
> Disciplines:
> Fire (3) In time your enemies shall come to dread your name, for the fiercest flames flare forth at the merest flick of your tongue and snap of your finger, to say nothing of the concussive doom you are capable of flinging as casually if you were a child with a camel’s stitched hacky-sack, or the horrendous fireball you can send hurtling into their ranks!
> Wind (1) You can summon a gust of wind about your person at a moment’s notice, then direct it to blow this way or that as you wish. It isn’t dangerous on its own, but it could be dangerous in concert with the flames, and the newfound breeze is certainly a pleasant diversion.

>> Ruins of the Palace
> Structural Integrity: [210 out of 20,000] Most of the roof is missing or crumbling, the floor has been worn down to cobbles, and many of the halls and chambers have outright collapsed. To say nothing of the cobwebs and tears in the tapestries. It's still marvelous, but it looks like it belongs to a beggar king. You honestly can't tell a difference since before the golem started working on it.
> Fortification Rating: [100 out of 100] Though this place wasn’t built with fortifications in mind, there was once a token wall surrounding the premises, and thanks to the tireless labor of your minions, it stands once again, although it’s more of a makeshift line of boulders and debris than any mortared and orderly assemblage of stone.

> Resources:
> Treasure: [10,000] Heaps upon heaps of gold, silver, and jewels! All guarded by the pair of golems that would've struck you down alongside the other would-be pillagers, if they didn't sense the aura of sorcery about your person. It is a kingly sum to be certain, all that's needed is to find somewhere to actually spend it.

> (2/3)

>>3609995
>>3609996

>> Population:
> Minions:
> 2 Clay Golems: Fearless, tireless, strong as a dozen men and unflinchingly loyal. They're excellent for anything resembling combat or manual labor, but their lack of intellect prevents them from doing much else. Sadly, you don't know how to make anymore, but the ones you have make decent enough bodyguards.
> Subjects:
> It is inevitable!

It is now the Summer of Year 1, and if you value your time, you should plan an appropriate course of action.

>> What do you want to do?
> Begin studying the mysterious language of the golems, (DC: 18)
> Begin studying the strings that seem to fill the golems, (DC: 14)
> Continue your studies into the Discipline of Fire, (DC: 18)
> Continue your studies into the Discipline of Wind, (DC: 14)
> Attempt to research a newer, shinier Discipline, (DC: ??)
> Abandon your studies, and attempt to explore your surroundings for potential minions and subjects to rule with an iron-fist, (DC: ??)

>> What do you want your golems to do?
> Begin laboring on the palace's Structural Integrity. (+10 per Golem per season)
> Find another way to improve the palace's Fortification Rating. (+10 per Golem per season)
> Attempt to make noises in the mysterious language with their nonexistent mouths.

> (3/3)

>>3609998
> Continue your studies into the Discipline of Wind, (DC: 14)
> Begin laboring on the palace's Structural Integrity. (+10 per Golem per season)

>>3609998
> Abandon your studies, and attempt to explore your surroundings for potential minions and subjects to rule with an iron-fist, (DC: ??)
> Begin laboring on the palace's Structural Integrity. (+10 per Golem per season)
We need minions damnit

>>3609998
> Begin studying the mysterious language of the golems, (DC: 18)
> Find another way to improve the palace's Fortification Rating. (+10 per Golem per season)
> Attempt to make noises in the mysterious language with their nonexistent mouths.

>>3609998
> Begin studying the mysterious language of the golems, (DC: 18)
> Find another way to improve the palace's Fortification Rating. (+10 per Golem per season)

>>3609998
>Begin studying the strings that seem to fill the golems, (DC: 14)
>Begin laboring on the palace's Structural Integrity. (+10 per Golem per season)

>>3610036
>>3610054
I’ll back this just to get this show on the road but we need cheap, disposable minions.

>>3609995
> Begin studying the mysterious language of the golems, (DC: 18)
> Find another way to improve the palace's Fortification Rating. (+10 per Golem per season)

Rolled 6 (1d100)

>>3610036
>>3610054
>>3610076
>>3610078
> Roll 1d20, DC: 18
> Bo3

Rolled 1, 14 = 15 (2d20)

>>3610083
Unfortunate...

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>3610083

>>3610083
>>3610086
It's a good thing you finished those fortifications.

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>3610083

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>3610083

>>3610088
So people are attacking? Excellent. We can finally score a few slaves and test subjects.

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>3610083

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>3610083

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>>3610036
>>3610054
>>3610078
>>3610103
> 17 VS DC: 18
> Minor Failure

As tempting as it is to delve into the strands, some part of your psyche feels drawn to the language and you simply cannot leave it be. You spend weeks immersed in golem-meditation, ignoring every other magic save the occasional practice session, and little by little, you feel the mystery surrounding the script fade away. By the end of the week, you can consistently bring the language to mind and while you can’t understand so much as a single syllable, or even which symbols represent what sounds assuming it is even is a spoken language, but you feel a subtle impression that differs ever-so-slightly depending on the section of the inscription you’re observing. Slowly, you come to the realization that these are runes of some sort, and are either necessary to animate the golems or keep them stable, possibly both.

> Rune (0) is discovered

It is all so interesting, and even if you can’t begin to comprehend the knowledge the golems hold the insight into their creation it offers fills you with lust. For all you care, you might as well be stooped and gray by the time you find the secret, but one day you shall find the secret, and on that day, nothing shall stop you on your path to domination! Nothing! You shall be all-powerful! All-knowing! Unstoppable! Ahahahaha-

> *THUNK*

Hmm… Wh-what was that noise?

> *THUNK*

It seems to be coming from the-

> *THUNK*

You stare, mouth agape as a fletched arrow flies over the wall into a nearby golem’s chest, then snaps upon striking it. Two more lay broken at its feet, and the golem is standing as still as if nothing had happened. Filled with alarm, you demand that the golem lift you over fortification, and so it does, to the sight of another arrow flying to pierce your skull! Only swift work with the winds spares your life, and you are stunned at the sight of ten, nay, twenty veiled marauders riding astride camels! Each carries a short bow and looses arrows over the wall with alarming speed, but at the sight of you, several sling their weapons into their quivers, then raise spears and in two cases, scimitars to charge!

At your behest, the golem lowers you to the ground and without it, flings you to the sand far from the wall, moments before a long-hafted lance pierces an arm-length through a minuscule gap in the fortification! The golem casually snaps the spear’s shaft, and while you’re still reeling from the implications, the sound of enraged shouting from a section of the wall much farther away draws your attention. Three of th-these raiders have climbed over the fortification, lept into the sands within, and drawn their blades!

> (1/2)

>>3610170

Staring at two knives and a scimitar, you are speechless when the boldest among them spits onto the dry earth, and shouts- “KILL THE SORCERER! SHED HIS LIFE-BLOOD BEFORE THE STARS ALIGN, LEST HE BRING THE WRATH OF THE GODS UPON US!” You turn to run, only to stumble back as a screaming spearman leaps infront of you and thrusts his blade to rend your throat, missing by only the merest finger-length! Panicking, you are only slightly relieved to see the seemingly indestructible golem crush his skull as swiftly and easily as if it were a grape, and turn to lumber toward the trio of your would-be killers.

If you’re correct, the other golem should be out beyond the wall, digging the moat that you’ve been planning for some time. But if that’s so, you should be hearing some-

> *SNAP*

“AAAAAH”

Ahhh, there it is. You feel you’re in good hands but this situation is most concerning, and even more worrying is the fact that your mountain of treasure lies unattended! Of course, it’s in the deepest rooms of the labyrinthine palace ruins, but all the same!

> What should you do?!?!

> (2/2)

>>3610171
>>3610170
Incinerate them all!! Enslave those that manage to survive, if any. We will see if they are worthy to serve! TRIAL BY FIRE!

>>3610171
>>3610178
+1

>>3610171
Rape them with fire
+ supercharge the fire with air magic

We kill all these, the find their presumably defenseless tribe and start our breeding program

>>3610178
+1

>>3610198
Now you’re thinking like an evil wizard

>>3610171
Burn them all. Interrogate the survivors. Find their base camp. Enslave the base camp.

Now things are getting interesting.

Rolled 16, 16 = 32 (2d20)

>>3610178
>>3610191
>>3610198
>>3610206
> Roll 1d20+3
> Bo3

Rolled 5 + 6 (1d20 + 6)

>>3610213
Your golems are melee rape incarnate. Let's see how these tribals manage.

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>3610213

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Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>3610213

>>3610211
I think we need to sacrifice some when the stars align

>>3610219
>>3610220
>>3610216
oh...

>>3610219
>>3610220
Fuck

Rolled 10 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>3610221
Good idea. Use their souls to boost our Wind, maybe? I want sandstorms. And flying. And flying via sandstorms.

>>3610213
Rolling.

>>3610232
I’m thinking trying to contact a demon and make a pact of knowledge with it

Rolled 2 - 2 (1d4 - 2)

>>3610216
>>3610232
Cutting it a bit close, there.

>>3610239
That sounds both like a really good idea (sweet! Exclusive knowledge!) and something that could screw us over so fast (It could easily be our soul on the dinner plate next.)

>>3610245
0 is good?

Rolled 2 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>3610213
Ametures

>>3610232
>>3610247
Sadly, there were no survivors but indiscriminate fire and massive golems aren't the best for taking hostages.

>>3610284
Eh. Ah well. I wonder if we can use the corpses for the ritual?

>>3610293
You could certainly... attempt to.

Rolled 13 (1d20)

Don't mind me, just calculating treasure

Rolled 2 (1d5)

And camels

>>3610293
I think we should try for golems on the celestial alignment. Golems are our latest obsession and they have astral lines, which seem a good fit. We also have literally no idea what to do for demonic rituals.

>>3610311
We know Runes (0) and Strings (N/A). We have basically no idea what to do with golems. Either we should do a ritual directly related to Fire or Wind, our current strengths, or we should just skip the ritual and go for more studying.

>>3610311
>>3610315
What if we sacrificed some of our wealth? That might catch a spirit’s attention.

>>3610320
Probably also one of the camels.

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>>3610178
>>3610191
>>3610198
>>3610206
>>3610211
> 13, 16, 16, VS 11
> Decisive Victory

These fools, they would DARE challenge you, sorcerer-lord of this palace and soon to be the entirety of this plane? Their hubris is intolerable, and they shall suffer! You mutter the mystic writ, then cackle with glee as your hands are wreathed in crackling, furious flame. The sight is so horrifying it causes one of the knife-men to flee in terror, only to collapse screaming in agony as a concussive firebolt cracks the back of his skull then sets his neck and shoulders ablaze. Gritting his teeth in seething rage, the raider with the scimitar lunges to the side of the golem and sprints to slash your throat, only to fall screeching as a stream of fire melts his face in the span of a moment. You continue cackling, and explode with laughter as the golem methodically rips the last man’s arm off and proceeds to beat him to death with it.

This power, it is yours, and yours alone! Let the multitudes shake at the mention of your name! Ahahahaha! Four more of the would-be killers have managed to climb over the wall despite the rampaging golem outside, and charge you and the golem alike with near-suicidal fervor! A few puffs of flame propelled by wind swiftly dissuade two, and a single swing of the golem’s arm “persuades” the others to take a long nap. After the carnage you’ve seen you’d wager there are around ten filthy, cowardly raiders left, and every single part of you, both within and without burns to put them to the torch!

And so you do. Again and again and again. They rise over the walls thinking they can evade the golem, see you, charge and succumb to the scouring scorching of your sorcery so sublime as to be nigh-salacious! Not one who crawls over the motley wall of sandstone survives the sight of you, and when two wise men realize they had best flee, a catastrophic fireball sends splinters of their molten bone flying! Even so, one of these thieves manages to survive, though his flesh is more blackened than any fine steak and he struggles to crawl so much as a single pace. It is not enough to escape you, nor the edge of your knife, and by the time you’ve left your frenzy there is no sign, save the blood that this lump of burnt meat was ever alive.

Wielding your sorcery to slay your foes feels… Good, and both of your golems are completely intact, save for a crack across the outside golem’s flat, noseless face. You suppose the damage is superficial and could be repaired easily enough, if you ever deigned to shape mundane clay like the peasant you used to be. Almost as fun as putting your sorcery to the test for the first time is plundering all that you can from their charred and shattered corpses. They held no more than a beggar’s pittance compared to your fortune, but it is treasure nonetheless, and so it goes onto the closest pile.

> (1/3)

>>3610326

A pair of camels survived and while they’re extremely cantankerous, they’re too terrified of you to attempt to fight, and too weak compared to the leather strap holding them to a golem’s hand to flee. Of late, you’ve been piggy-backing the golems to get around but like anyone else in the desert, you have a modest amount of experience with camels and might be able to find a use for them once they’ve quieted down.

The corpses themselves might not be worth anything, but who knows? They might come in handy for experimentation someday.

> +15 Mutilated Human Corpses
> +13 Treasure
> +2 Camels

Your only regret is that you don’t have any left to interrogate and lead you to their home, but such things are of little importance. You only wish you had some wine to commemorate the first of your conquests.

>> THE SORCERER-LORD: (Supreme)
> Personal Traits:
> Extremely Young: Scarcely nineteen summers, no barbarian chieftain would take you seriously if it weren't for your dark magics, but you need not worry, for you have many, many years ahead to further your skills.
> Novice Occultist: You have taken your first tentative steps into the forbidden arts, and you are going to achieve petty godhood or die trying.
> Disciplines:
> Fire (3) In time your enemies shall come to dread your name, for the fiercest flames flare forth at the merest flick of your tongue and snap of your finger, to say nothing of the concussive doom you are capable of flinging as casually if you were a child with a camel’s stitched hacky-sack, or the horrendous fireball you can send hurtling into their ranks!
> Wind (1) You can summon a gust of wind about your person at a moment’s notice, then direct it to blow this way or that as you wish. It isn’t dangerous on its own, but it could be dangerous in concert with the flames, and the newfound breeze is certainly a pleasant diversion.
> Rune (0) You have no idea what these are, what these mean, or even why they were written, only that their astral inscriptions cover the golems and are somehow vital to ensuring their smooth function.

> (2/3)

>>3610326
>>3610327

>> Ruins of the Palace
> Structural Integrity: [210 out of 20,000] Most of the roof is missing or crumbling, the floor has been worn down to cobbles, and many of the halls and chambers have outright collapsed. To say nothing of the cobwebs and tears in the tapestries. It's still marvelous, but it looks like it belongs to a beggar king. You honestly can't tell a difference since before the golem started working on it.
> Fortification Rating: [120 out of 120] Though this place wasn’t built with fortifications in mind, there was once a token wall surrounding the premises, and thanks to the tireless labor of your minions, it stands once again, although it’s more of a makeshift line of boulders and debris than any mortared and orderly assemblage of stone. Outside of the wall, a wide trench is being dug-out with the intention of making a moat. Moving the sand isn’t the hard part, filling it with something other than sand is.

> Resources:
> Treasure: [10,013] Heaps upon heaps of gold, silver, and jewels! Oh, and the handful of coins the raiders had tossed on-top. All guarded by the pair of golems that would've struck you down alongside the other would-be pillagers if they didn't sense the aura of sorcery about your person. It is a kingly sum to be certain, all that's needed is to find somewhere to actually spend it.
> Corpses: [15] They were in a grotesque condition before the rot set in, but the desert heat has kept them from rotting too quickly and who knows, you might find a use for them.
> Camels: [2] Both one-humped dromedaries with the fiercely defiant temper characteristic to their kind, but they should be easy enough to ride when they’ve calmed down in a season or two.

> (3/4)

>>3610326
>>3610327
>>3610329

>> Population:
> Minions:
> 2 Clay Golems: Fearless, tireless, strong as a dozen men and unflinchingly loyal. They're excellent for anything resembling combat or manual labor, but their lack of intellect prevents them from doing much else. Sadly, you don't know how to make anymore, but the ones you have make decent enough bodyguards.
> Subjects:
> It is inevitable!

It is now the Fall of Year 1, and the much anticipated celestial alignment is due in a matter of mere weeks!

>> What do you want to do?
> Begin studying the mysterious language of the golems, (DC: 18)
> Begin studying the strings that seem to fill the golems, (DC: 14)
> Continue your studies into the Discipline of Fire, (DC: 18)
> Continue your studies into the Discipline of Wind, (DC: 14)
> Attempt to research a newer, shinier Discipline, (DC: ??)
> Abandon your studies, and prepare an occult ritual to improve your powers or contact a supernatural entity, (DC: ??)
> Abandon your studies, and attempt to explore your surroundings for potential minions and subjects to rule with an iron-fist, (DC: ??)

>> What do you want your golems to do?
> Begin laboring on the palace's Structural Integrity. (+10 per Golem per season)
> Keep laboring on the palace's Fortification Rating. (+10 per Golem per season)
> Stand on top of the wall and look intimidating in the direction of anyone approaching

> (4/4)

>>3610331
> Continue your studies into the Discipline of Wind, (DC: 14)
> Begin laboring on the palace's Structural Integrity. (+10 per Golem per season)

>>3610331
>Prepare a ritual to attempt to contact some sort of knowledge entity (that won't kill us or eat our soul)
>More Fortressing

>>3610331
> Abandon your studies, and prepare an occult ritual to contact a supernatural entity, (DC: ??)
> Keep laboring on the palace's Fortification Rating. (+10 per Golem per season)
I say we start small, and sacrifice 200 Treasure and a camel

>>3610339
+1

>>3610339
Support.
We'll become immortal by tapping into the warp

>>3610331
>Abandon your studies, and prepare an occult ritual to improve your powers or contact a supernatural entity, (DC: ??)
> Begin laboring on the palace's Structural Integrity. (+10 per Golem per season)

>>3610339
200 treasure and a camel seems like a good amount. Blood sacrifices tend to have more weight than material ones in magic systems.