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With This Ring (Young Justice SI) (Thread Fourteen)

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I'm sure you'd be able to find a dark elf willing to *ahem* 'experiment' if only for their own enjoyment.
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It wouldn't be a common ability. Dark magic is defined by its users not separating the different winds. As a result, Dark Elves with the required specialist knowledge are probably pretty rare.
 
Damn. I was praying for the next episode to be a Grayven one. His fights against the threats are, unfortunately, more entertaining. His banter too.

I don't know anything about Warhammer, but these little segments are really interesting.
 
Mr Zoat said:
It does, but if they use Vanhal's Danse Macabre they can cover quite long distances quickly.
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Hahaha...sorry, Every time I hear about that spell it reminds me of a local WHFB player. Just about any battle with him ended up with Danse Macabre cast at least once, and he'd do this little sing song bit as his skeleton horde became a conga line of death and tar-pitting.
 
Whenever Possible said:
Blanks can still have emotions while lacking a connection to the warp/aether
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Blanks don't lack a connection to the warp, they were just engineered to have an inverse connection to it.

Think of it like push and pull.

Regular psykers basically pull bits of the immaterium into the materium, while Blanks basically push the materium into the immaterium.
 
Whenever Possible said:
Source?
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The books... Because it's literally how blanks are described in them...

Of course, they are also described as having "no souls" but that's because in warhammer a being's "soul" is the same as their "warp presence".

At most Paul might be like the Tau in that his emotions cause a teeny tiny indentation into the warp. But that just means he's an easily accessed snack to any Daemon that might decide to nom him from The Warp.
 
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The books... Because it's literally how blanks are described in them...

Of course, they are also described as having "no souls" but that's because in warhammer a being's "soul" is the same as their "warp presence".

At most Paul might be like the Tau in that his emotions cause a teeny tiny indentation into the warp. But that just means he's an easily accessed snack to any Daemon that might decide to nom him from The Warp.
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His ring mat absorb any daemon that tries to do that, kinda like how Black Paul's ring absorbed the vampire demon that tried to take over.
 
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in junior school.
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Not a phrase an American would use. Either "primary school" or "elementary school", honestly I'm unclear on the difference.

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Their leader has a tabard of three black flowers over a black fleur-de-lis on a white field. And none of their hearts beat more than once a minute.
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Vampires. Not the heraldry of any particular lineage or knight of Mousillon AFAICT, but black fleur on yellow is the symbol of the duchy of Mousillon so it's clearly related.

"Landuin was the purest and finest of the Grail Companions. He drew all the virtue of his land into his person and left the country the waste it is now."
—Sir Emmerin, Knight of Lyonesse, shortly before his execution for heresy.
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Aranei frowns at the standing stone in the middle of the village square.
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Why would a small group of beastwomen who were in the area anyway attract 'unending hordes of beastmen', when beastmen are focused on tearing down civilisation? I
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Sounded like they have a small herdstone in the village. That would definitely attract the unending hordes.

And as to what has just happened:

As Mallobaude himself tells it, he eventually came to rest on the edge of the Forest of Arden. Though seeking Beastmen and other monsters, he instead came across a foul, brackish creek. As he watched its grey-green sheen lifted and the clouds of flies lifted, to reveal a clear, beautiful lake wreathed in chill mists. A hand reached up from the waters bearing a shining golden chalice, and Mallobaude knew he had at last found the Grail. Drinking from the Grail could have only two outcomes. If he had any taint of sin in his heart, the magic of the Grail would kill him instantly. If, however, he was pure as a true knight should be, then he would be given the blessing of the Lady, never know fear again, and ride back into civilisation as a hallowed Grail Knight. Mallobaude took the Grail, confident his years of questing must have cleansed him of any taint. He drank of its waters, and when he was not struck dead, he realised that he must have passed the test and that the blessing of the Lady was upon him. And then, he saw the truth. The Grail had no effect on him, Mallobaude did not die. Nor did he become a Grail Knight...
Instead, he received a revelation about the Lady of the Lake, the Knightly Code, and all that is at the very heart of Bretonnian chivalry. Somehow, instead of becoming a Grail Knight, Mallobaude had glimpsed past the Lady's magic and seen the truth behind her. Or, perhaps, some madness struck him, and he saw a fevered hallucination brought about by his exposure to the misery of Mousillon. Whatever the case, Mallobaude believed it to be the truth, and it was terrible indeed.
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Not a phrase an American would use. Either "primary school" or "elementary school", honestly I'm unclear on the difference.
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Thank you, corrected.
Sounded like they have a small herdstone in the village. That would definitely attract the unending hordes.
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It's not a herdstone. It's a standing stone. A very basic prototype of the network used on Albion and Ulthuan.
 
Vaermina said:
Only way that happens is if Zoat re-writes the way Daemons work.
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Seeing as daemons have never encountered a power ring before in any Warhammer setting anything Zoat writes about the effects a ring may have on them would not go against canon, since there is none.

He can basically write whatever he likes about daemons and power rings and not be wrong since there isn't anything substantial to contradict it.
 
Warhammered (part 4)
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    "Sir Mallobaude, is that you?"

    The lead vampire reins in his… Undead horse a little ahead of his party, and regards the miserable knight with a look of sympathy. The four knights escorting him… One vampire, and the others… Wights, I think? They don't have the flesh to be vampires, but their manner is too purposive to be skeletons or zombies dressed in armour.

    "Are you injured, sir?"

    The horses strike me as odd. I would have thought that a vampire pretending to be a human Bretonnian lord would have raised a living horse to be accustomed to the undead, but that's definitely not alive. It's not a skeletal horse… 'Nightmare'? It could be a reasonably intact zombie, or… I don't remember anything about non-human vampires in Warhammer, but I suppose it… Could be a vampire horse. Or a wight horse? Are wight horses a thing?

    "Crippled in spirit, my lord. Hale in body."

    Oh, so the vampire gets a polite response, but I get told to buzz off. I look at this lord's face for a moment. Ah, Mallobaude doesn't know the man is a vampire. That's… A problem.

    Vampires are fast. I remember when Warhammer Armies: Vampire Counts was released, signalling the switch from general undead to all-vampires all the time. There was a short story in White Dwarf where a necromancer out-magiced his Necrarch master only to be killed by his brute speed and strength. I don't know exactly what that high initiative and strength translated to in real life; I've put more effort into trying to avoid standing out than hunting the undead. I don't know if he's fast enough to kill Aranei before I can grab her, or if he's strong enough to kill me though my environmental shield.

    Magically I'm not too worried. 'Levels' were a game mechanic, but vampires do make poor magicians and Aranei has dispel magic scrolls. Destroy Magic scrolls are a bit beyond her, and she'd never even heard of the nifty hex scroll which turns the enemy caster into a toad. But unlike a vampiric lunge, spells have a bit of a build up and she should be able to warn me.

    And speaking of the revenant, he regards me for a moment with a mild frown before dismissing me. Aranei gets a slightly more considered look, presumably because he thinks she's probably a user of high magic and so a major threat to the undead, though possibly because her outfit causes him to class her as 'foreign noble, probably more trouble than it's worth'.

    The moment passes, and his focus returns to Sir Mallobaude.

    "Have you encountered some impediment to your quest? If your trail has gone cold I'm certain we could find something in Mousillon for you to slay in the Lady's name."

    "Her name." He gives a huffing, desolate laugh. "Why? My quest is complete. I have drunk from the grail. I…"

    "But this is marvellous! Please, come to my estate. I will put on a feast of celebration!"

    Just in case this vampire is one of the sensible ones, I shake my head at him.

    "What did you see, Sir Mallobaude? What did the Lady show you that has affected you so?"

    "We are pawns to the gods. That is what she showed me. All our virtue, all our martial pride, and all that she values in us is our ability to serve her."

    The vampire affects a puzzled expression. "Do you not want to serve her?"

    "I expected to serve an end!" His anger pulling him out of his funk slightly, he pushes himself to his feet. "To create something! A kingdom purged of the taint of chaos! Some recognition for my sacrifices and achievements! Instead-." He shakes his head, his passion evaporating. "Instead, the Lady told me directly that she regards us as pawns, that our struggles are merely to get us to a point where she considers us worth investing in." His head falls. "To hear valorous knights demeaned in such a fashion by the one they.. serve…"

    The vampire nods. "It is… Shocking. As a knight myself, it… Chills me to my heart to hear such a thing. And you are sure that the visitation was genuine, and not some… Chaos-spawned illusion?"

    Mallobaude shakes his head. "No, it was exactly as the legends described. As my father described. The Lady, the cup… And not merely that, she told me that there is no fundamental difference between herself and the Dark Gods, merely a divergence in opinion! That we knights are as deluded as the madmen who sell their souls to Chaos!"

    The vampires nods. "This is not something you can keep to yourself. If the entire knightly class of Bretonnia is being deceived by a malevolent patron, they must be informed, that they may cleanse themselves."

    I frown. "Why?"

    The vampire's eyes dart my way for a fraction of a second though his body continues to face Mallobaude, trying to convey with his general demeanour that I'm not worth listening to.

    "Because a knight is sworn to truth and honour, and continuing to practise deceit upon his fellow knights fails to uphold either."

    "True, but… The fact that the Lady commands Bretonnian nobles to follow a particular code for purely selfish reasons doesn't take away from the value of the work they do while following it. If a beastherd threatens a peasant village with murder and rape, do the villagers care whether their saviour cries 'For the Lady!' or 'For Sigmar!' or 'In the name of Asuryan!'? No, they do not, they merely care that they are saved. I see that your goddess being indifferent to your deeds hurts you… I'm sorry, but I've never been a man of faith myself. When I do a good deed-."

    "When you save pirates from righteous vengeance."

    "Come with me, and see the village their labours have built. See the new mill, the irrigation systems, the school and the forges. Speak with them, and learn how they feel about their new lives."

    He gazes at me blankly.

    "If you serve no god, why do you even care?"

    "Because you are a man, as I am a man. Because you are distraught, as I have been distraught. Because when I do good, the consequences of that goodness are all the reward I need; the gods could spit on me and I would still be happy."

    Now the vampire is glaring at me.

    "And what of the service rendered? If the gods merely demand the service of mortals for their own amusement, that is not an affront that can just be ignored."

    "A saint and a highwayman are both made of the same meat. And the best revenge on a lying goddess is to live well in spite of her." I raise my eyebrows. "And I'm a little surprised that a vampire includes himself in the 'mortals' category. You are aware that you can't permanently die, yes?"

    Mallobaude straightens slightly.

    "A vampire?"

    "A family affliction; I manage it as best I can."

    I smile. "At least you're not a Nagash-worshipper. But alright; I think that Sir Mallobaude's best course of action is to devote himself to his people rather than his goddess. What would you prescribe?"

    "Tear down the faith. Show his-." He turns back to Mallobaude. "Your fellow knights that they have been deluded. Slay the false prophetesses and the liars who serve them. Take Bretonnia for yourself, free its people from their divine oppressor!"

    "And kill thousands… Tens of thousands of men and women whose only crime is to believe the same lies as all of those around them? And replace the existing order with what? If you tell knights that their faith is a lie and they believe you, what rules will you put in place to guide them?"

    "They will follow him if he has the strength to lead!"

    "He barely has the strength to stand upright! Sir Mallobaude, come to my home. Speak with my people. Let me tell you about my plans for the world, and how gods are not invited."

    The vampire frowns.

    "Sir Mallobaude, ignore this prattling peasant and accept my hospitality. We can send out messages to my neighbours that you may share what you have learned. Even if you choose to take no other action, they deserve to know."

    Sir Mallobaude raises his head slightly, and chooses.
     
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    ' Asuryan!?'

    What's the name of the next episode?
     
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    Selling this a bit hard, don't you think Sir Aucassin? A suspicious mind might think you knew this was coming.
     
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    4th Pflugzeit 2510
    Early afternoon

    "Sir Mallobaude, is that you?"

    The lead vampire reigns his… Undead horse a little ahead of his party, and regards the miserable knight with a look of sympathy. The four knights escorting him… One vampire, and the others… Wights, I think? They don't have the flesh to be vampires, but their manner is too purposive to be skeletons or zombies dressed in armour.
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    "Are you injured, sir?"

    The horses strike me as odd. I would have thought that a vampire pretending to be a human Bretonnian lord would have raised a living horse to be accustomed to the undead, but that's definitely not alive. It's not a skeletal horse… 'Nightmare'? It could be a reasonably intact zombie, or… I don't remember anything about non-human vampires in Warhammer, but I suppose it… Could be a vampire horse. Or a wight horse? Are wight horses a thing?
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    Peculiar indeed. Something new? Or some Chaos-tainted thing that merely seems undead...

    "Crippled in spirit, my lord. Hale in body."

    Oh, so the vampire gets a polite response, but I get told to buzz off. I look at this lord's face for a moment. Ah, Mallobaude doesn't know the man is a vampire. That's… A problem.
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    Given that Warhammer vampires generally don't follow the usual literary vampire weaknesses (Garlic, sunlight, religious icons, running water, etcetera...) it'd be hard to out him, short of using High Magic to burn him...

    Vampires are fast. I remember when Warhammer Armies: Vampire Counts was released, signalling the switch from general undead to all-vampires all the time. There was a short story in White Dwarf where a necromancer out-magiced his Necrarch master only to be killed by his brute speed and strength. I don't know exactly what that high initiative and strength translated to in real life; I've put more effort into trying to avoid standing out than hunting the undead. I don't know if he's faster enough to kill Aranei before I can grab her, or if he's strong enough to kill me though my environmental shield.
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    For reference: Humans are strength 3 average. Vampires usually start at strength 4 which is peak-human-tier and equivalent to being hit by a crossbow bolt or gun. As for Initiative (reflex and striking speed in combat), Humans are again 3. Vampires? Again, 4 or more usually 5. That's enough for a human to seem as if they're moving in slow-motion...

    Magically I'm not too worried. 'Levels' were a game mechanic, but vampires do make poor magicians and Aranei has dispel magic scrolls. Destroy magic scrolls are a bit beyond her, and she'd never even heard of the nifty hex scroll which turns the enemy caster into a toad. But unlike a vampiric lunge, spells have a bit of a build up and she should be able to warn me.
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    Annoyingly, depending on which edition this follows, Magic either comes after combat (at the end of a turn) or before shooting attacks (later editions...) But, hey, narrative causality.

    And speaking of the revenant, he regards me for a moment with a mild frown before dismissing me. Aranei gets a slightly more considered look, presumably because he thinks she's probably a user of high magic and so a major threat to the undead, though possibly because her outfit causes him to class her as 'foreign noble, probably more trouble that it's worth'.
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    To be fair, him ignoring you is probably a good thing. I suspect a railgun shot would be equivalent to strength 10, -6 save, wouldn't it? ;) Unless this Paul hasn't worked that construct out yet, unlikely as that is?

    The moment passes, and his focus returns to Sir Mallobaude.

    "Have you encountered some impediment to your quest? If your trail has gone cold I'm certain we could find something in Mousillon for you to slay in the Lady's name."
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    Like, say, a rival 'rogue' knight? Seriously, this guy...

    "Her name." He gives a huffing, desolate laugh. "Why? My quest is complete. I have drunk from the grail. I…"

    "But this is marvellous! Please, come to my estate. I will put on a feast of celebration!"
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    Bad idea. Very bad idea...

    Just in case this vampire is one of the sensible ones, I shake my head at him.

    "What did you see, Sir Mallobaude? What did the Lady show you that has affected you so?"
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    The same truth all Grail Knights have seen...

    "We are pawns to the gods. That is what she showed me. All our virtue, all our martial pride, and all that she values in us is our ability to serve her."

    The vampire affects a puzzled expression. "Do you not want to serve her?"
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    ...That all of Bretonnia is built on lies. Because even the Old World is Grim and Dark...

    "I expected to serve an end!" His anger pulling him out of his funk slightly, he pushes himself to his feet. "To create something! A kingdom purged of the taint of chaos! Some recognition for my sacrifices and achievements! Instead-." He shakes his head, his passion evaporating. "Instead, the Lady told me directly that she regards us as pawns, that our struggles are merely to get us to a point where she considers us worth investing in." His head falls. "To hear valorous knights demeaned in such a fashion by the one they.. serve…"

    The vampire nods. "It is… Shocking. As a knight myself, it… Chills me to my heart to hear such a thing. And you are sure that the visitation was genuine, and not some… Chaos-spawned illusion?"
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    Heh, he honestly thinks that would work?

    Mallobaude shakes his head. "No, it was exactly as the legends described. As my father described. The Lady, the cup… And not merely that, she told me that there is not fundamental difference herself and the Dark Gods, merely a divergence in opinion! That we knights are as deluded as the madmen sell their souls to Chaos!"

    The vampires nods. "This is not something you can keep to yourself. If the entire knightly class of Bretonnia is being deceived by a malevolent patron, they must be informed, that they may cleanse themselves."
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    And yet he's still trying to pull this? Aucassin's not quick on the uptake is he?

    I frown. "Why?"

    The vampire's eyes dart my way for a fraction of a second though his body continues to face Mallobaude, trying to convey with his general demeanour that I'm not worth listening to.

    "Because a knight is sworn to truth and honour, and continuing to practice deceit upon his fellow knights fails to uphold either."
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    To be fair, he has a point there. But...

    "True, but… The fact that the Lady commands Bretonnian nobles to follow a particular code for purely selfish reasons doesn't take away from the value of the work they do while following it. If a beastherd threatens a peasant village with murder and rape, do the villagers care whether their saviour cries 'For the Lady!' or 'For Sigmar!' or 'In the name of Asuryan!'? No, they do not, they merely care that they are saved. I see that your goddess being indifferent to your deeds hurts you… I'm sorry, but I've never been a man of faith myself. When I do a good deed-."
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    ...You do remember how you two met, right, Paul?

    "When you save pirates from righteous vengeance."

    "Come with me, and see the village their labours have built. See the new mill, the irrigation systems, the school and the forges. Speak with them, and learn how they feel about their new lives."
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    Just... Try to keep the Beastwomen out of sight? Don't want him going 'purge the unclean!' on them...

    He gazes at me blankly.

    "If you serve no god, why do you even care?"

    "Because you are a man, as I am a man. Because you are distraught, as I have been distraught. Because when I do good, the consequences of that goodness are all the reward I need; the gods could spit on me and I would still be happy."
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    If they could see him to do so, they probably would. There's still that question hanging in the air...

    Now the vampire is glaring at me.

    "And what of the service rendered? If the gods merely demand the service of mortals for their own amusement, that is not an affront that can just be ignored."
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    Dude, forget it, you've not the skill in rhetoric. And you've missed his point entirely.

    "A saint and a highwayman are both made of the same meat. And the best revenge on a lying goddess is to live well in spite of her." I raise my eyebrows. "And I'm a little surprised that a vampire includes himself in the 'mortals' category. You are aware that you can't permanently die, yes?"

    Mallobaude straightens slightly.
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    Yeah, kind of cheapens his whole story, doesn't it? How many people has he fed on? How many have died to feed his black hunger?

    "A vampire?"

    "A family affliction; I manage it as best I can."

    I smile. "At least you're not a Nagash-worshipper. But alright; I think that Sir Mallobaude's best course of action is to devote himself to his people rather than his goddess. What would you prescribe?"
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    For the unfamiliar: Nagash is effectively the God of the Undead. The First Necromancer. Once a mortal king of Khemri (The Old World's Egypt) who found immortality via Vampirism, then evolved into a full-blown Lich.

    "Tear down the faith. Show his-." He turns back to Mallobaude. "Your fellow knights that they have been deluded. Slay the false prophetesses and the liars who serve them. Take Bretonnia for yourself, free its people from their divine oppressor!"

    "And kill thousands… Tens of thousands of men and women whose only crime is to believe the same lies as all of those around them? And replace the existing order with what? If you tell knights that their faith is a lie and they believe you, what rules will you put in place to guide them?"
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    As if Fangface's given it any thought beyond "Blood! Fire! Chaos! Bwahahahahaaa!"

    "They will follow him if he has the strength to lead!"

    "He barely has the strength to stand upright! Sir Mallobaude, come to my home. Speak with my people. Let me tell you about my plans for the world, and how gods are not invited."
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    And there's this Paul's ultimate goal: Throwing the Gods out.

    The vampire frowns.

    "Sir Mallobaude, ignore this prattling peasant and accept my hospitality. We can send out messages to my neighbours that you may share what you have learned. Even if you choose to take no other action, they deserve to know."
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    And you, fangs, have just sealed your doom with that...

    Sir Mallobaude raises his head slightly, and chooses.
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    Which we won't get to see, of course... Though if his next action isn't to behead Aucassin, I would be disappointed...

    And so ends this episode. Leaves everything in a worrying place: OL off Earth, investigating the Sheeda presence on Witchworld. Renegade, caught up in the opening salvos of his timeline's Harrowing... Unless, of course, there's a fake-out coming... Can't wait to see, whatever comes next!
     
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    Both paragon and renegade have shown a bit of contempt for traditional deities, so some alternates also having that isn't too surprising.

    I think it's more like "No asshole Gods! No incompetent asshole Kings! Only intelligent Man that doesn't make pacts with insane gods!"

    Most versions of OL we've seen don't tear down established systems just for the hell of it, but they do it if the system is deeply flawed, and the one in this setting is very, very flawed.
     
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    To be fair, him ignoring you is probably a good thing. I suspect a railgun shot would be equivalent to strength 10, -6 save, wouldn't it? ;) Unless this Paul hasn't worked that construct out yet, unlikely as that is?
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    Well if he lacks the mechanical knowledge on how to build a railgun he may just use more traditional constructs.

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    At least it isn't the masturbatory fantasy of an emotionally damaged teenager that the 40k verse is.

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    He may not care all that much about them, like he didn't care about OL and the Dark Elf showing up.
     
    I can't remember, has he figured out how to recharge his ring?

    The base concepts of a railgun are fairly simple, so given a super-advanced computer like an Orange Lantern Ring I think he could build some if he decides to put in the effort. Since he can maintain it with his ring, he can built it so that it isn't built to be taken apart and maximize efficiency.
     
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    I can't remember, has he figured out how to recharge his ring?

    The base concepts of a railgun are fairly simple, so given a super-advanced computer like an Orange Lantern Ring I think he could build some if he decides to put in the effort. Since he can maintain it with his ring, he can built it so that it isn't built to be taken apart and maximize efficiency.
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    He gets his ring recharged by absorbing the ambient Warp energies in the world.
     
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