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Because information on Ulthuanian birth rates is really sensitive. It impacts not just their ability to survive invasions but to maintain their farming and industry, and keep up the defence of their colonial possessions. The various places Teclis was able to persuade to share that information weren't exactly eager to do so, and even the Dark Elves don't have that level of detail assembled in one place.Disclaimer: I have fairly limited knowledge of Warhammer Fantasy, but I haven't seen Zoat answer this himself; I can see why Teclis would want to meet with Paul, but not why they mustered an entire dragonship for it, since those things are apparently irreplaceable and dedicated solely to war, which feels a bit premature when they haven't even met Paul and gotten a clearer sense of the strategy, even if they already know the gist.
Usually "geomantic" unless it's different in this setting.
Thank you, corrected.
PAUL: Just so you know, my elf girlfriend is worried that I might be stolen away by a "Tower of Hoeth Hussy", so I want to make it perfectly clear that I happen to be spoken for, okay?"But what if they're not! What if it's some hussy from the Tower of Hoeth here to offer herself to you? The political advantages would be considerable. I can't compete with that!"
It's certainly possible that, Slann-lethargy aside, the Mage-Priest in question would have likely foreseen that the High Elves would help out with the Waystone Network plan, so it didn't see any pressing need to speak or act."It should be possible, shouldn't it? I wrote to you because after the slann you are the person I thought would be best placed to actually plan the thing out. And when I visited, they… Weren't helpful."
"They usually don't appreciate surprise visitors."
"I just stood there for half an hour. The Mage-Priest didn't even react.
"Becoming a Citizen requires that you be one of the hundred strongest women on a planet we recruit from, or to be born to a Citizen and survive to adulthood."
"Well, tell you what." It's a crude technique, but I walk past Astarte and loom over Ears. "If you don't want me to be her second, then make me leave." Scathing Contempt.
I land on my balcony, noting with pleasure that the other occupants back away. And Legs is trying to bind her own wounds. Makes sense, given their culture. If only I had an ally to help with these ships.
"Hey." "Fancy seeing you here."
I smile as Artemis takes position next to be leaning against the railings.
"Hay is for horses, Artemis." "I'm slumming it. The ordnance?"
"Your girlfriend's a pony." "Ready. Where do you want it?"
"If you ever feed her, I want to watch." "Target the officers. I want them leaderless. Use whatever you've got left over on technically complex systems. They don't strike me as tech-savvy."
"Can I? 'cause I didn't exactly have a pony growing up. And those Sheeda-side things weren't really the same." "The fleet's too big."
"You can ask her. It's honestly never occurred to me to raise the subject." "I know. And I still don't know where Conquest Two is. Not much I can do about it until this farce is over."
"Citizen."
"Citizen."
A blonde woman with dreadlocks stands at the… Entrance to the otherwise-abandoned balcony, Legs having managed to crawl off somewhere.
"Leave."
There's nothing… Other than the severe gastrointestinal distress that comes with a radical dietary change-
And for a strange moment I relive the distant memory of my return home from university, when I switched from a diet of curry and rice to a more balanced diet and spent a couple of days on the toilet. Huh. Haven't… Thought about that part of my life for a while.
that can't be overcome with good planning and tyrannical leadership.
walk closer to the balcony to get-
"Hey breeder, get back to-."
I pick the woman up by her neck, swing her upside down and then slam her legs against the railing hard enough to snap them sideways, then toss her behind me.
"A-ah!"
-a better look at proceedings.
Diana's going with her bracers and lasso. Which is stupid, but she doesn't want to actually kill her aunt…
Ugh, if she's dedicated to this foolishness, at least she's being true to herself.
Four-ears stares at me for a moment before Astarte slaps her.
"That is not Grayven, merely someone who looks like him."
"Then what is it doing here? It has no standing. It cannot issue a challenge and it isn't a Citizen
And how does one become a Citizen? Because if it's single combat, there's an ex-Citizen back there-" I point my right thumb at the stands. "-who needs her leg bones set."
Diana closes her eyes for a moment. "Grayven."
Becoming a Citizen requires that you be one of the hundred strongest women on a planet we recruit from, or to be born to a Citizen and survive to adulthood."
Well, tell you what." It's a crude technique, but I walk past Astarte and loom over Ears. "If you don't want me to be her second, then make me leave." Scathing Contempt.
Her eyes widen slightly, but I don't feel any fear.
That's exactly what the-. What Grayven said."
"We are very alike."
No, you will be cut down like the dog you are."
"You cut down dogs? Why?"
If Diana loses, I very much doubt that I can slaughter them all before the fleet arrives.
" "Target the officers. I want them leaderless. Use whatever you've got left over on technically complex systems. They don't strike me as tech-savvy."
Thanks for that, I'd honestly forgotten to check when I was initially reading through it.
how would main-paul handle these people? i mean my god. are they even in main-paul's reality.
They are. They got mentioned once, but they are low on the priority list. I would guess Paul would just kill them all or maybe maroon them.how would main-paul handle these people? i mean my god. are they even in main-paul's reality.
Though I have to wonder what they'll do with the refugees they managed to save. Resettled on a planet somewhere in the Renegade's Vega demense? I doubt they can safely return to their world, if the Provider snakes go after all living things on it. Kind of hard to survive without a biosphere...1st September 2012
15:32 GMT
They've evacuated, Lantern Grayven.
I nod to myself as the arena stands begin to fill. The reconnaissance fleet I brought with me just got out of interdiction range, and those who could be saved from the planet below have been. The death toll was still hideous, but it wasn't one hundred percent and that's more than nothing.
And I doubt she'd deign to eat anything they'd offer her, knowing from where it came. Certainly, she's got a good chance, especially if she can handle Astarte's godspeech attacks.I don't think that Diana has thought this through. I mean, I certainly haven't helped her gaining the necessary mental clarity, but she's pushing ninety. At this point if she hasn't got a better idea of her limits, then that's on her. And of all the people I know, with the exception of Artemis, she's probably best placed to actually pull this off. There's nothing… Other than the severe gastrointestinal distress that comes with a radical dietary change-
Oof, I feel that pain. Whenever I try a food new to me, there's always that period of your stomach going 'why are you doing this to me, I don't know how to digest this!'And for a strange moment I relive the distant memory of my return home from university, when I switched from a diet of curry and rice to a more balanced diet and spent a couple of days on the toilet. Huh. Haven't… Thought about that part of my life for a while.
-that can't be overcome with good planning and tyrannical leadership.
Ooh, bad idea, honey. I don't think the Renegade's in the mood for...I walk closer to the balcony to get-
"Hey breeder, get back to-."
...Right, consider her chastised. Ow. Safe to assume the rest will keep a sensible distance.I pick the woman up by her neck, swing her upside down and then slam her legs against the railing hard enough to snap them sideways, then toss her behind me.
"A-ah!"
Plus, I don't think she's got time to go collect her good armour, anyway. never mind the whole kinslaying thing, as Darko mentioned. She knows quite well that the Furies, as she knows them, are real and no doubt quite happy to dole out punishment.-a better look at proceedings. Ah, nothing special going on. Astarte's still got her armour and Barda's mega rod, and she's added some sort of bracer-mounted gun. Diana's going with her bracers and lasso. Which is stupid, but she doesn't want to actually kill her aunt…
Ugh, if she's dedicated to this foolishness, at least she's being true to herself.
Renegade, I rather think she's got this handled. Last thing she needs is you sticking your nose into her business. Unless things go poorly. Then feel free to save her wondrous ass and gloat. You know you'll want to.Ah, some sort of blue woman with four ears is checking Astarte's equipment. Diana's just-. Oh, I was thinking of this as a gladiatorial thing, but if this is more like a formal duel…
I trigger my aero-discs and fly out over the arena, landing next to Diana.
...I'm sure you could make a massager construct. Just watch what shape you make it in, Mister 'tentacle ogre'. Otherwise they may decide to keep you."Need anything? Better armour? A sword."
"No."
"Shoulder rub? Luna doesn't have the right physiology, but Jade said that-."
Ah, I'm guessing she's seen Grayven-16 before, unlike the mouthy bitch in the stands.She frowns. "No."
Four-ears stares at me for a moment before Astarte slaps her.
I would expect four-ears to check Diana's gear too, as a sort of referee. Any subterfuge would likely invalidate the challenge in her favour."That is not Grayven, merely someone who looks like him."
"Then what is it doing here? It has no standing. It cannot issue a challenge and it isn't a Citizen."
"Oh, I was planning on offering my service as Diana's second."
'Athena's grace, I can't take him anywhere, can I?' is probably what she's thinking. But hey, he's just trying to fit in with the locals. And doing a decent job of it, by their standards.Astarte shakes her head. "You would have to be a Citizen to do that."
"And how does one become a Citizen? Because if it's single combat, there's an ex-Citizen back there-" I point my right thumb at the stands. "-who needs her leg bones set."
Diana closes her eyes for a moment. "Grayven."
Oof, turning the full force of his godly Ego on her? That's got to sting."Becoming a Citizen requires that you be one of the hundred strongest women on a planet we recruit from, or to be born to a Citizen and survive to adulthood."
"Well, tell you what." It's a crude technique, but I walk past Astarte and loom over Ears. "If you don't want me to be her second, then make me leave." Scathing Contempt.
Definitely seen the other fellow up close and personal, then. Fascinating.Her eyes widen slightly, but I don't feel any fear.
"That's exactly what the-. What Grayven said."
...You can try. Now that he's prepared for your godspeech, I suspect things would go a littler more evenly."We are very alike."
"It hardly matters." Astarte checks the straps on her armour before nodding. "Once Diana is dead I plan to kill you anyway. Whether you're recognised as her second or not makes no difference."
Not that he uses his fists much, these days. Mostly the sword that on anyone else would be a compensation display, and the rings.I step aside so that I can keep both of them in my field of view.
"Sure it does! If it's formal, I won't be able to just gun you down with drones again. I'll have to fight you personally, and between you and me?" I shrug. "I'm not that great a pugilist."
Hey, don't insult dogs like that. They're usually good puppers.Better than I was before I spent time in the Land of Summer's End, mind-. Oh, that's right. Diana hasn't seen my current level of swordsmanship, has she?
"No, you will be cut down like the dog you are."
I have to wonder, which one she prefers: Mr Edgelord Conquest, or Mr Comedian Conquest. Acquisition!"You cut down dogs? Why?" I grin. "Do you consider them to be foes on your level?"
Ears shakes her head. "I take it back. Grayven is no jester."
And do try not to die? I'm sure Batman would be rather upset. Not that the Renegade cares that much about the opinion of a man dressed like a bat these days."His loss. Diana, you got everything you need?"
"Yes."
"Alright then. Have fun."
Especially since they probably have some measure of anti-lantern countermeasures. They must have run across the Green Lanterns before sometime... On that note, what the hell is Green Man up to, since last we saw, he was trying to talk at them...Astarte waves off Ears, and she retreats towards the opposite end of the arena. I wait until she's gone a short way, then wave and mirror her action. Right, Diana will either win or she won't. I have to prepare for what happens next. This fleet is a lot bigger than anything that I want anywhere near Vega, even if they weren't going to eat the inhabitants. If Diana loses, I very much doubt that I can slaughter them all before the fleet arrives.
Oh look, just what you asked for! Oh, I do wonder how she knew you needed something?I land on my balcony, noting with pleasure that the other occupants back away. And Legs is trying to bind her own wounds. Makes sense, given their culture. If only I had an ally to help with these ships.
"Hey." "Fancy seeing you here."
Ah, I see she's not been idle. Presumably something set in motion when they found the Citizenry's previous target.I smile as Artemis takes position next to be leaning against the railings.
"Hay is for horses, Artemis." "I'm slumming it. The ordnance?"
To be fair, some forms of edible plant are appropriate gifts for Equestrians. Bouquets of tasty flowers in place of a box of chocolates, for example. Hay, though... Would that be the equivalent of giving her a sandwich?"Your girlfriend's a pony." "Ready. Where do you want it?"
"If you ever feed her, I want to watch." "Target the officers. I want them leaderless. Use whatever you've got left over on technically complex systems. They don't strike me as tech-savvy."
The joy of blundering into a sidequest in the middle of something important, and getting stuck in it because of circumstances."Can I? 'cause I didn't exactly have a pony growing up. And those Sheeda-side things weren't really the same." "The fleet's too big."
"You can ask her. It's honestly never occurred to me to raise the subject." "I know. And I still don't know where Conquest Two is. Not much I can do about it until this farce is over."
My, she's a big one."Citizen."
A blonde woman with dreadlocks stands at the… Entrance to the otherwise-abandoned balcony, Legs having managed to crawl off somewhere.
Off to plant some discreet sabotage charges, eh? Handy that her usual green gear lets her blend in here..."Leave."
Artemis vaults over the balcony and disappears in the lower level.
Boy, another one with a hate-on for Grayven's face. Given that she's basically their warrior princess and exemplar of their values, she's presumably read in on a lot of the leadership decisions..."And what do you want? Theana, right?"
"The right to kill you once my cousin falls."
If only so she can laugh at the challenger's displays of compassion? She seems the sort to underestimate Diana just because she's not a vicious murder-bitch..."Think your mother has you pipped there. Though I'm honestly not fussy. If you're closest, you die first." I shrug and gesture to the arena as Diana throws the first punch. "Want to watch the fight before your world is destroyed?"
"I suppose I may as well."
Diana is a daughter of Zeus right?
Godly heritage and legend wise, she's probably going to have the advantage.
Now if that were only enough to compensate for her desire to only do things that are socially acceptable in the USA.
They probably are, but there's no guarantee they work for Grayven. Plus! It is possible Effigy, an Orange Lantern, or a random spaceship laser that flew off into the void killed them. Thoroughly.how would main-paul handle these people? i mean my god. are they even in main-paul's reality.
In the bullshit post 2011 DC comics world, Diana and her twin brother Jason were sired on Hippolyta by Zeus.What? Where did that come from? Diana isn't Zeus' daughter at all.
No, those are correct.
Thank you, corrected.
Though I have to wonder what they'll do with the refugees they managed to save. Resettled on a planet somewhere in the Renegade's Vega demense? I doubt they can safely return to their world, if the Provider snakes go after all living things on it. Kind of hard to survive without a biosphere...
Ooh, bad idea, honey. I don't think the Renegade's in the mood for...
Right, consider her chastised. Ow. Safe to assume the rest will keep a sensible distance.
Renegade, I rather think she's got this handled. Last thing she needs is you sticking your nose into her business
Then feel free to save her wondrous ass and gloat. You know you'll want to
I would expect four-ears to check Diana's gear too, as a sort of referee. Any subterfuge would likely invalidate the challenge in her favour.
Definitely seen the other fellow up close and personal, then. Fascinating.
I have to wonder, which one she prefers: Mr Edgelord Conquest, or Mr Comedian Conquest. Acquisition
Especially since they probably have some measure of anti-lantern countermeasures. They must have run across the Green Lanterns before sometime... On that note, what the hell is Green Man up to, since last we saw, he was trying to talk at them...
If only so she can laugh at the challenger's displays of compassion? She seems the sort to underestimate Diana just because she's not a vicious murder-bitch
This Diana didn't have the relatively recent humbling fight with the Shade that Paragon-Diana did, so that's a good point. Paragon's roasting of the League might have prompted some changes too.Besides, this duel reeks of having pride involved in it, one of Diana's few but major failings.
Godly heritage and legend wise, she's probably going to have the advantage.
Now if that were only enough to compensate for her desire to only do things that are socially acceptable in the USA.
They probably are, but there's no guarantee they work for Grayven. Plus! It is possible Effigy, an Orange Lantern, or a random spaceship laser that flew off into the void killed them. Thoroughly.
Seriously guys, Effigy could take this group, right? Martian shapeshifting, pyrokinesis, mobility, a mildly enhanced brain… He could take this group, even if they have effective swords.