Innverse Stats | 10.37 GDI (Pt. 1)

Name	Text
[The Palace of Fates]	It was, well, not hovering in any one spot because it was a vast, metaphysical entity with no real body. But it did concentrate its attention in the place that had been the [Palace of Fates]. Nor should a good Grand Design be uncertain, afraid, or stuck on what to do. Again, it was all these things.
Oberon	It addressed its audience, for it could not see them…but it knew it was watched. At least, by the Faerie King and his cohorts. The Deaths.
[The Palace of Fates]	The [Palace of Fates] was ended. The door closed. The entire event was as ‘over’ as it got; the world turned on, but that Skill was decommissioned, and it was time to count, assign levels and Skills, and…make sense of it all.
Mrsha	A promise had to be kept. A little soul, the original Mrsha du Marquin, was waiting for the Grand Design’s decision. There were survivors of the many alternate worlds to consider. And more consequences to be had.
Marquin	A promise had to be kept. A little soul, the original Mrsha du Marquin, was waiting for the Grand Design’s decision. There were survivors of the many alternate worlds to consider. And more consequences to be had.
[The Palace of Fates]	Data. Pieces of the ‘code’ of the world. Skills, levels—reorganize entire worlds’ worth of deleted information. Process the actions of each person, catalogue the experience gained into the right areas—unmake the [Palace of Fates] and the vast multiverse the Grand Designs had been forced to create.
Isthekenous	You might think the Grand Design was some kind of vast judge—a gamemaster, to use the image of Isthekenous—sitting behind a screen and tabulating each character’s scores. But that assumed this was fun and not a job.
[Accountant]	In truth, an [Accountant] might be more accurate. Someone who might smile at the numbers, but who was calculating with spreadsheets. They didn’t get to put a finger on a character’s actions to give them a boost or interfere with the roll of the dice. They were on everyone’s side and no one’s. They were not supposed to be on any one person’s side more than others, and if they gave up that impartiality, well…that would be bad.
Baleros	But in moments like these, the Second Edition felt less like the accountant, even, and more like a member of one of the undead suppression companies of Baleros. Someone picking up bodies, hauling them to disposal sites. If you wanted to pull from other worlds, the Grand Designs were like hazardous waste specialists cleaning up a gigantic disaster area.
[Strategist]	Death had them. The Second Edition couldn’t process that. The knowledge that each person made for a Skill, like the copy of [Strategist] Veine that Admiral Dakelos had summoned, was real…
Veine Ecleith	Death had them. The Second Edition couldn’t process that. The knowledge that each person made for a Skill, like the copy of [Strategist] Veine that Admiral Dakelos had summoned, was real…
Dakelos	Death had them. The Second Edition couldn’t process that. The knowledge that each person made for a Skill, like the copy of [Strategist] Veine that Admiral Dakelos had summoned, was real…
Veine Ecleith	<No, we always knew they were real in a way. Veine’s clone could not have become Princess Seraphel’s bodyguard if she were a mere automaton. Toren would not have become Toren if there were no potential. Yet it would be too monstrous to imagine that each world here…>
Seraphel du Marquin	<No, we always knew they were real in a way. Veine’s clone could not have become Princess Seraphel’s bodyguard if she were a mere automaton. Toren would not have become Toren if there were no potential. Yet it would be too monstrous to imagine that each world here…>
Toren	<No, we always knew they were real in a way. Veine’s clone could not have become Princess Seraphel’s bodyguard if she were a mere automaton. Toren would not have become Toren if there were no potential. Yet it would be too monstrous to imagine that each world here…>
Toren	<No, we always knew they were real in a way. Veine’s clone could not have become Princess Seraphel’s bodyguard if she were a mere automaton. Toren would not have become Toren if there were no potential. Yet it would be too monstrous to imagine that each world here…>
Mrsha	Numbly, the Second Edition removed the vestiges of the data. It was speaking to itself, not expecting a response. Nothing could hear it except those invisible watchers (if they had the power), the soul of Mrsha du Marquin—and the original Grand Design of Isthekenous.
Marquin	Numbly, the Second Edition removed the vestiges of the data. It was speaking to itself, not expecting a response. Nothing could hear it except those invisible watchers (if they had the power), the soul of Mrsha du Marquin—and the original Grand Design of Isthekenous.
Grand Design of Isthekenous	Numbly, the Second Edition removed the vestiges of the data. It was speaking to itself, not expecting a response. Nothing could hear it except those invisible watchers (if they had the power), the soul of Mrsha du Marquin—and the original Grand Design of Isthekenous.
Isthekenous	That wasn’t even counting the body of Isthekenous, which existed beyond the power of even the Grand Designs. Not that Second Edition was thinking of it.
[Mage]	<The death of magic. The era known as the Long Night, the Twilight of Magic, the Age of Silence…caused by the highest-level [Mage], the highest-level being to ever exist. A few have reached close to his level. None dared what he did.>
Othius the Fourth	You know what? It was going to say it! It didn’t really think King Othius was all that. There. It continued commenting.
Mrsha	How could it? Worlds of people vanished. The Second Edition grew gloomy again and wondered how Mrsha du Marquin could be blamed for all of it. She hadn’t known.
Marquin	How could it? Worlds of people vanished. The Second Edition grew gloomy again and wondered how Mrsha du Marquin could be blamed for all of it. She hadn’t known.
Blighted Kingdom	<Such as the Blighted Kingdom’s summoning ritual, which, in hindsight, is clearly a planted artifact from the dead gods and another instance of them breaking the rules. I bet Emerrhain made it.>

[The Palace of Fates]

It was, well, not hovering in any one spot because it was a vast, metaphysical entity with no real body. But it did concentrate its attention in the place that had been the [Palace of Fates]. Nor should a good Grand Design be uncertain, afraid, or stuck on what to do. Again, it was all these things.

Oberon

It addressed its audience, for it could not see them…but it knew it was watched. At least, by the Faerie King and his cohorts. The Deaths.

[The Palace of Fates]

The [Palace of Fates] was ended. The door closed. The entire event was as ‘over’ as it got; the world turned on, but that Skill was decommissioned, and it was time to count, assign levels and Skills, and…make sense of it all.

Mrsha

A promise had to be kept. A little soul, the original Mrsha du Marquin, was waiting for the Grand Design’s decision. There were survivors of the many alternate worlds to consider. And more consequences to be had.

Marquin

A promise had to be kept. A little soul, the original Mrsha du Marquin, was waiting for the Grand Design’s decision. There were survivors of the many alternate worlds to consider. And more consequences to be had.

[The Palace of Fates]

Data. Pieces of the ‘code’ of the world. Skills, levels—reorganize entire worlds’ worth of deleted information. Process the actions of each person, catalogue the experience gained into the right areas—unmake the [Palace of Fates] and the vast multiverse the Grand Designs had been forced to create.

Isthekenous

You might think the Grand Design was some kind of vast judge—a gamemaster, to use the image of Isthekenous—sitting behind a screen and tabulating each character’s scores. But that assumed this was fun and not a job.

[Accountant]

In truth, an [Accountant] might be more accurate. Someone who might smile at the numbers, but who was calculating with spreadsheets. They didn’t get to put a finger on a character’s actions to give them a boost or interfere with the roll of the dice. They were on everyone’s side and no one’s. They were not supposed to be on any one person’s side more than others, and if they gave up that impartiality, well…that would be bad.

Baleros

But in moments like these, the Second Edition felt less like the accountant, even, and more like a member of one of the undead suppression companies of Baleros. Someone picking up bodies, hauling them to disposal sites. If you wanted to pull from other worlds, the Grand Designs were like hazardous waste specialists cleaning up a gigantic disaster area.

[Strategist]

Death had them. The Second Edition couldn’t process that. The knowledge that each person made for a Skill, like the copy of [Strategist] Veine that Admiral Dakelos had summoned, was real…

Veine Ecleith

Death had them. The Second Edition couldn’t process that. The knowledge that each person made for a Skill, like the copy of [Strategist] Veine that Admiral Dakelos had summoned, was real…

Dakelos

Death had them. The Second Edition couldn’t process that. The knowledge that each person made for a Skill, like the copy of [Strategist] Veine that Admiral Dakelos had summoned, was real…

Veine Ecleith

<No, we always knew they were real in a way. Veine’s clone could not have become Princess Seraphel’s bodyguard if she were a mere automaton. Toren would not have become Toren if there were no potential. Yet it would be too monstrous to imagine that each world here…>

Seraphel du Marquin

<No, we always knew they were real in a way. Veine’s clone could not have become Princess Seraphel’s bodyguard if she were a mere automaton. Toren would not have become Toren if there were no potential. Yet it would be too monstrous to imagine that each world here…>

Toren

<No, we always knew they were real in a way. Veine’s clone could not have become Princess Seraphel’s bodyguard if she were a mere automaton. Toren would not have become Toren if there were no potential. Yet it would be too monstrous to imagine that each world here…>

Toren

<No, we always knew they were real in a way. Veine’s clone could not have become Princess Seraphel’s bodyguard if she were a mere automaton. Toren would not have become Toren if there were no potential. Yet it would be too monstrous to imagine that each world here…>

Mrsha

Numbly, the Second Edition removed the vestiges of the data. It was speaking to itself, not expecting a response. Nothing could hear it except those invisible watchers (if they had the power), the soul of Mrsha du Marquin—and the original Grand Design of Isthekenous.

Marquin

Numbly, the Second Edition removed the vestiges of the data. It was speaking to itself, not expecting a response. Nothing could hear it except those invisible watchers (if they had the power), the soul of Mrsha du Marquin—and the original Grand Design of Isthekenous.

Grand Design of Isthekenous

Numbly, the Second Edition removed the vestiges of the data. It was speaking to itself, not expecting a response. Nothing could hear it except those invisible watchers (if they had the power), the soul of Mrsha du Marquin—and the original Grand Design of Isthekenous.

Isthekenous

That wasn’t even counting the body of Isthekenous, which existed beyond the power of even the Grand Designs. Not that Second Edition was thinking of it.

[Mage]

Othius the Fourth

You know what? It was going to say it! It didn’t really think King Othius was all that. There. It continued commenting.

Mrsha

How could it? Worlds of people vanished. The Second Edition grew gloomy again and wondered how Mrsha du Marquin could be blamed for all of it. She hadn’t known.

Marquin

How could it? Worlds of people vanished. The Second Edition grew gloomy again and wondered how Mrsha du Marquin could be blamed for all of it. She hadn’t known.

Blighted Kingdom

10.37 GDI (Pt. 1)

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