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I feel like the master forgets that Umbra can possess the living and would gladly go spying on a village rather than attacking one.
interesting question: whose characters have quantifiable souls?


While Umbra technically has a soul he doesn't have his soul, and is in the same predicament of anyone who sold their soul to Azavarn except his was stolen by the Witch who turned him into Umbra in the first place.
The raid was finally over and everyone quickly headed back to the dungeon through the portal created by the Imps. Once Umbra finally returned to the dungeon he noticed Christopher quietly staring in awe as everyone walked by. Strangely looking at those around him as if they were heroes returning from an epic quest. The very thought that Christopher thought this way deeply confused Umbra, most hide there faces or cower, but he always held his head high.

It wasn’t long before the Master appeared in what seemed like a very showy manner. Christopher’s face lit up from the performance and as he let out a slight giggle. After the Master took his keep and left the rest to us. It wasn’t long before Christopher noticed the slaves and in a strange attempt to get to know them better quickly ran over to the small group asking questions like “what's it like to be a slave?” and “does that mean you are going to do my chores?”

Umbra on the other hand stood still, silently listening to the others discuss possibly raiding another village, one even suggesting to bringing Orcs to further confuse the enemy. Emily even suggested scouting the villages with here spirits. Though all were great ideas Umbra had a different plan that might work, and it would require a lot less effort. He quickly turned towards Christopher and took possession of him.

“You guys have great ideas, but if our goal is to simply prevent them from discovering that we are responsible for attacking the village then simply send me in the body of one of our new captives, preferably a female” he paused for a second to clear his throat. Having to use Christopher to explain something like this was a bit difficult, but it should be easily understood. “I play the part of a victim, a young pretty woman who just survived a ferocious Orc attack leaving non-alive other than ‘me’. The people will most likely believe me as they have no reason not to, and investigate the attack. Later that night as they investigate the attack I 'commit suicide' even leaving a note about how I simply couldn’t live with the loss of my family. They already have evidence against the orcs for the attacks, they may even possibly look over a few things out of sheer anger. I believe the idea is fairly solid, we spend less resources early on, have time to regroup and rest until the next raid, and ultimately accomplishing our goals.” Umbra put on a sinister smile as he finished, only for it look nothing more than slightly adorable on Christopher.
I just get back home only to find out that Emily wants to destroy the entire village in a fiery blaze. Well at least Umbra will be safe no mater where he is at.
As the man was reading, Umbra found a suit of armor and a large broad sword hanging on the wall inside of the library and decided that his best option was to possess the suit. It was clean and well made, but completely untouched showing clear signs that the man who owned cared more about boasting a collection that battling with it. “Much easier to rid of a man who can’t fight back” Umbra mumbled.

When he took his first step in the suit of armor it was quickly overshadowed by the loud sound of a window breaking downstairs. A small fight and what seemed to be screaming occurred and the creature who caused it was unwilling to waste any time, and rushed into the library. Presumably to accomplish the same goal as him. He was quickly proven right when heard the voice of Clotho calling his name. “And here I thought I'd have all the fun. Are you going to finish this man before the villagers revolt, or do I need to put off the elimination of the clergymen to do your job for you?” She shouted almost to antagonize him.

He walked over in the suit of armor, the man panicking due to Clotho holding a rapier to the man's back. “Yes” he replied blatantly. “But it seems you have accomplished that yourself pretty well.” He continued to walk closer to the man, his eyes rapidly moving back and forth between the walking suit of armor and the bug like creature behind him. “But you forgot to finish the job.” Umbra muttered as he stabbed the man through the chest, and watched as the life slowly began to slip away from him. Once the man had died, Umbra felt that he was finished with the Manor and quickly left the suit of armor, letting it collapse in front of Clotho.
Can we vote next time on the time of day when we attack a village? Umbra is afraid of the light.
Umbra stood still as the others gathered near the entrance of the village. It was still evening, and the sun still shined brightly in the sky preventing him from taking a physical form. The others most likely planned on attacking the village head on, burning anything and anyone that got in their way, some possibly even taking the less fortunate prisoners. Umbra though had set his eyes on what he considered the real target or at the very least his only real target. A distant manor with likely rich and wealthy inhabitants who could cause a problem if they are left alone, even if they chose to run away they may alert nearby villages.

As soon as the Master had alerted his army to begin the assault, those around him quickly began to make their moves. The Kobold did his best to formulate a strategy of attack, others seemed to walk past him only focusing on the amount of destruction they can cause. Umbra quickly traveled to the manor ignoring those around him and traveling at high speeds.

Finally arriving at the large manor he was relieved by the lack of light within. The size making it difficult to fully rely on windows and natural lighting, but it wasn’t until he moved into the library that he noticed an older Gentleman sitting calmly reading a fairly lengthy book next to a small candle. He seemed to be the lord of the house, blissfully ignorant of what is going on. A mistake the man will never live long enough to regret.
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That Which Consumes Peace: "Sun Tzu was hog wash. What kind of general attempts to talk peacefully before attacking? Attila! Now he was a general!"

Seriously though I feel like we're more like the Huns than the Chinese.


I always figured we were closer to the Mongolians than the Huns. Someone who would approach a fortification tell them they can either surrender or have every single man, woman, and child die within the week. If they say yes we keep our word, because if we didn't no one else would surrender, but if they said no than we keep our word, because then no one would surrender.
@Boop_Im_A_Dragon

If the ghost possesses an unborn baby just before labor, and the ghost is born, is it alive once more?


Your honestly going to have to ask Cyclone that. I'm going to assume the answer would be no, but I'm not entirely sure.
Can our ghost folk possess the unborn?


I guess Umbra could? I don't really see why not. The real question is, why do you ask?
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