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Into The Dark: Mercenaries (Heroes of Fame and Fortune)

Ever contemplated how honest a thief needs to be when a group is trying to stop a different thief?

The Wheel of Time - Trolloc Wars

A bit rushed. Basically she's offering two options.

One: is after you sack a fort, village, or what ever that's near a river. You rip apart everything, and throw it into the river to fill it and build a damn. Including the bodies.

Two: After taking over a village or town, you force the villagers to build the bridges by salvaging buildings and the likes for material, and carry them.

My thought is... it wouldn't be a good idea to let a trolloc build anything complicated that needs to hold a lot of weight.

The Wheel of Time - Trolloc Wars

Shadar Logoth; Ardath

Shadar Logoth used to be a work of art, biological things strewn across the ground… many in pieces, some whole, but as a whole they told a story. A story of a thirst of survival hard fought, but perished. Now… it’s just dull. Not dreary, but… just boring. Fear would be the breakfast one would wake to at dawn. Despair would be the afternoon meal that lines the plates. And suspense would be the dinner that filled your belly. And cowardice would be the desert before slumber. None of which sated Ardath, and all had left her hungering for something more in her short week long stay away from her own blood bath of a campaign. Her own beloved collection of troops had diffused among the city, commanded to live a bit and do things… that trollocs tend to do. Be it cowering, fighting, procreating, or eating one another.

And before Ardath could say that her stay is finally complete, she must of course pay her respects to her beloved lord. Ah… yes, not a day goes by had she regretted this decision. Among the voices in her head attempting to waylay her path, and a few being the voice of reason, she remained very… very loyal. And he has yet to prove unfair. By her standards at least.

She practically pranced down the derelict streets. Waving to the shadows that were holes in her grasp of reality, and to those that were very real. A right down a boulevard, and she snatched up someone… she wasn’t sure who… nor did she care. And waltz with the stranger. The voices in her head all sang their tune. But soon she let go of her partner, throwing him through a doorway as she plucked up an object of some sort and continued on.

But eventually her dance came to an end as she quietly stepped through the doors of her lord. Or at least she believed there were doors. It was quite possible she was only touching air, but could feel the grain of wood biting at her fingers.

She watched the man chide his faithful creatures with a smile. And when he asked one final question… she stepped forward with a raise of hand.

“Ah, I do so believe that I could be of service –mi’lord~” She began. Her voice nearly singing as she strolled around the table. One hand was raised with her fingers gingerly brushing over the hoods of the Myrddraal.

“Sit my children, sit~” She sang softly to each one of them as she passed by. When they were all seated she giggled softly and clasped her hands together. “For Polito will happily teach you something very important!”

She turned to face her lord with a look of endearing respect.

“These little darlings are no fools my lords, and are more than capable of critical thought.” She held a small smirk. “I enjoy asking questions of those working with me… and they endure for the most part. Real interesting answers too.”

“But… they are young despite their appearances. Not in years but as a race. They have yet to develop the things that makes humans… well humans. And as appalling as that sound….” She giggled to herself… fondly remembering the sights she has seen… “humans are the greatest monsters you will ever see. Not by strength… or the fear they can bestow. But by sheer creativity. Weeee are -very- creative.”

She soon sat in the lap of one of the creatures, her hand running along it’s chin. A crooked and broad grin appeared on her lips. “When we wish to kill, we make tools. When we wish to conquer, we make ladders. And when we wish to cross rivers… we make bridges.”

She leans in close to get a closer look at the creatures face. Her smile now gone as her tone utterly change. “But what are these! Those words… are just words... only words... words with meaning... sometimes different meaning in languages. Symbols for concepts. And concepts… are vague. A duck can be a corpse, or it can be a little amphibious bird. A bridge can be constructed of wood or of ice. But I would not trust our cute little creatures with a hammer and nail. But corralling bodies? Most certainly”

She soon turned to look to the lord.

“I’ve always wondered… when facing the gates of death, what a sheep would be willing to do to save his life or his family’s. If they are willing to endure slavery for a lottery ticket for life? Would they be willing to build portable bridges and face arrow fire as their own kind tries to shoot them down before they can push them across the river?”

Her smile soon returns, “If that does not please you my lord. Then we can simply have the trollocs rip apart the villages, villagers, animals, trees, and dreams... and throw them into the river for a bridge. We can then walk on their corpses backs as the campaign continues.”

The Wheel of Time - Trolloc Wars

Quick question...

Is it possible for Ardath to be present in that meeting?

I was actually going to open up with her coming up with a way to bypass rivers safely while running a small experiment.

Into The Dark: Mercenaries (Heroes of Fame and Fortune)

Don't worry Hovbnob! The thief can help you set up your traps!

It takes a thief to know how to catch a thief!

The Wheel of Time - Trolloc Wars

Here's the apperance ardath was actually based off of.



Irontree's depiction of a character named Soul Catcher from the Black Company series..

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Curious on how everyone's doing on their character sheets :O kinda excited to see this start up.

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Yellows could heal insanity to a degree? Huh... looks like Ardath might have a reason to suffer the patient's rage :P.

"THERE ARE SCORPIONS IN MY BRAIN DEAR SISTER! Buzzing-chirping-pinching-churring-scratching-clacking-chidding-scurrying-scampering and everything in between! And you've not but riled the swarm. Sure they slumber when you heal. But sleeping dogs always awaken, but they come back angrier!"

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@Ezmeralda To phrase it better- the war's been going on for over a century now, and sending out the untrained Aes Sedai risks losing invaluable assets. It only makes sense that the White Tower would wait for an Aes Sedai to reach their full potential before sending them out into battle, lest they risk an untimely and ultimately preventable demise.

@aviendha

It is possible that a kingdom/city/army is being preassured badly by the dark forces, that her training would be continued on the field by a mentor. Behind the safety of a front line.

The Wheel of Time - Trolloc Wars

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Okay, now you are just sounding silly, In regards to the wheelchair/lupus thing, you have my sympathy, I wouldn't wish that on anyone. You take issue with a farm boy defeating a single Trolloc, but think you could beat one? They do have intelligence, diminished but it is present. At best you might kill one through a surprise, after which you are dead. Not trying to be rude, but be realistic, they are superior in strength speed agility range durability, and are actually skilled warriors. Aside from intelligence (I'd rank them at a 60-80 on the IQ scale), they posess everything a warrior needs to be effective.

I'm not "randomly inserting a Alchemical law from a completely unrelated universe". I'm using a principle from a popular franchise to better explain how to create a character.

So you are inserting this principle, and using it improperly too boot.

The LoEE exchange is not applicable to Characters, it is purely the actual scientific law that energy can not be destroyed or created, only changed, just phrased beautifully. Look at the big muscley dude. What problems does he actually have? He's a talented alchemist (Which you need to be smart for) A genetic mutant on the scale of Schwarznegger, a talented artist, I can't think of any real flaws... unless him being bald is that great of a detraction from him.

@Sanctus Spooki

I've had this discussion with her before X3. I personally told her that the trollocs were jokes if Humans did not actually fight for the darkside in this war.

The Trollocs are COWARDS. On a one on one fight against a human with one arm, and a healthy trolloc, if the Trolloc has nothing it fears, then it will be scared of the human for even trying to put up a fight.

There's even times when there are things more terrifying for them than those who control em XD. Like water, because they can't swim. Dogs, for reasons unknown. Channeling, for obvious reasons.

And they are incredibly stupid. They will fall for the same trick a number of times.

A farm boy can win a one on one duel with a trolloc XD.