Yes, it does seem to be this warm out here most days, these days. The sun pours down on the world and you with it, beating down on like it's trying to bake you alive. They call it the Empyreal Eye, the grand Icon of Flame and Fire, Courage and Camraderie and more Names besides, in from sunlit streets to shadowed temples. There are parables about it. Perhaps it hardens us, like clay, abrading our weakness into sweat and purifying our souls. To make us better, grander, wiser.
Or perhaps that's just sunstroke, setting in, degree by degree. The dust and debris don't help either, clinging to your sweat-stained clothes. We're all feeling it, every step of the way to the Spanways. But at least the Spanways span something. The great churning, roiling, rolling rivers of the Westwards Deluge, an artery of high mountain flow that becomes a torrential almost-ocean all on its own as its thousands lesser little kin meet further up the way.
If we capture this side, then perhaps we can capture their side too? There's hope in that thought, a glimmer of a better tomorrow amidst the heat and hardship. So, let's press on, resolute and determined, every step bringing us closer to victory.
If we die here, at least in falling we might slip off of the enormity of the Span and into the cold embrace of the water below. A death away from the Empyreal Eye. Unthinkable, to some. What soul would willingly fall in the shadow, outside the embrace of the Icon itself? Still. . .
. . . Still. Imagine the novelty. Cold, in your final moments, and finally - finally - enough water to drink without worry of the next march.
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You may muster yourself, fill out a duty rooster, define your command, ask questions, prepare for engagement. Paperwork waits for no season and knows neither sun nor shadow.
The Eye rules Pyther, and Pyther rules the world, but Legion High's unending forms do make a passable second pretender of the title of most cherished thing in all the land
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>Officers are defined from a background, some assets, and a retinue.>Then you customise a specific Command.>It'll look a bit like . . . this:# Decius Allectius Natalis
Authority 12 Reputation 08 Wealth 10
Scholae Traine - Service Records - Rikovol Windblade {Ashfog}
!Legion 2
!Mechalogistics
!Administration
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[Listen Up!]
[They Wrote A Book On That]
[Best Parts of Valor]
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Command:
[Volunteers] + Legion 2
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>What's all this then?Ah, don't panic. Think of it like a turn based multiplayer quest wargame with some light narrative elements and a whole heaping lot of surprises.
>You do this often?Every now and again. The previous threads are not required reading, as things change and the world adjusts. But if you'd like to gander, try this:
https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=art%3F 