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Samora's adventures in Worm, part 2
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The first post on samora.blogzone.net is as follows:

I Have A Blog Now!

Posted 2010-11-20/02:45 in category: posts about posts

Hello Internet! I have a blog now. This blog is going to contain a lot of different things, but the main ones will be Explanations and Mailbags.

Explanations are posts about my world of origin, and the broader universe as I understand it. Some people are going to disagree with a lot of what I have to say in these, but I'm going to explain what I believe and why I believe it and everyone can decide for themselves whether they think I'm right or wrong.

Mailbags are posts where I collect people's questions from the comments on other posts and answer then in a big batch. I'm not going to answer every question, because some of them will be repeats or boring or personal or bump into something I'm not supposed to disclose. (Also sometimes I just won't know the answer, but then I'll say that.) If you want your question to go in the first mailbag, put it in the comments of this post!

There will also be some personal posts about what I'm up to, if anything I get up to seems like it will make a good blog post and I decide to write about it.

A quick note on language: I don't speak English! I have translation magic that makes everything I say sound like the native language of anyone hearing it, and makes me hear everything everyone else says in my native language. It doesn't work on text, only speech. Dragon made me a computer that can read things out to me and "hear" me speaking and write down what I say in English. (Isn't Dragon awesome? She's so awesome.) So if I don't notice a pun, or make a really dumb pun of my own, or get a movie quote wrong, it's because everything on here has gone into my native language and back and sometimes it's a little worse for wear. 

Another quick note I got asked to make sure was in here: everything I say on this blog is the thoughts of me, Samora, an individual human. It's not official Protectorate announcements or anything like that, even when I talk about work. It's just my own personal thoughts and opinions that might not match anyone else's.

The next post should go up in about five minutes if I'm using the Blogzone interface right.

 

 

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On Golarion and my Origins There

Posted 2010-11-20/02:51 in category: explanations

A little over a week ago, I arrived on this planet in a teleportation accident. Before that, I lived on the planet Golarion, which is really different in some ways.

The Magic

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The People 

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The Technology (that there isn't)

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The History

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On The Gods and their Alignments

Posted 2010-11-20/03:02 in category: explanations

Golarion has been aware of magic for longer than we have surviving written records. We have also been aware of the existence of many planes: sets of places that it's impossible to go between without magic. Golarion and Earth are both on the Prime Material plane, the plane of ordinary matter where mortals are born, live, and die. There are also the elemental planes of Earth, Water, Air, Fire, Positive Energy, and Negative Energy, inhabited by beings of those elements. There are the Ethereal, Astral, and Shadow planes, which are too weird for this post but might get their own at some point. And there are the outer planes.

The outer planes are shaped by two pairs of opposing forces: Good and Evil, and Law and Chaos. There's an Outer Plane for each of Lawful Good, Neutral Good, Chaotic Good, Lawful Neutral, Neutral Neutral, Chaotic Neutral, Lawful Evil, Neutral Evil, and Chaotic Evil. Each outer plane is populated by outsiders, beings who fully embody the plane's alignment. Some of them are naturally occurring and appear out of nowhere, and others started out as living people, were sent to that plane when they died, and gradually transformed to be more like the plane they were on.

When a mortal being capable of making moral choices dies, they are judged by representatives of Pharasma, the creator of the universe, and sent to the afterlife corresponding to the effects they had on the world in life. This is a pretty okay system as far as Good and Neutral people are concerned, but it's a terrible system for Evil people because the Evil afterlives are very very bad. I'm not going to get into detail on this. The good afterlives are working hard at making sure as few people go to the Evil afterlives as possible. 

The most powerful outsiders on the outer planes are the gods. Gods are tremendously powerful, but there are many of them of all alignments working in opposition to each other, so rather than exhaust themselves striving against each other, they agree among themselves to limit their interventions on the Material. On Golarion, these interventions consist mostly of empowering clerics and paladins [. . .]

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On the Life and Theology of Iomedae 

Posted 2010-11-20/03:02 in category: explanations

Iomedae's Mortal Life

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Iomedaean Principles 

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Author's note: I can't write this properly. Go read https://www.glowfic.com/templates/3360.

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General Mailbag #1

Posted 2010-11-21/22:27 in category: mailbags 

Time for the first mailbag post! I got enough questions I wanted to answer in the comments on the first post that I'm splitting them into two mailbags. This is the mailbag for questions that aren't about theology. The theology mailbag will go up sometime tomorrow unless I'm unexpectedly busy.

If you don't speak English, what do you speak?

I speak Taldane, the most common language in Lastwall, and Celestial, the shared language of Heaven, Nirvana, and Elysium. I'm dictating my blog posts in Taldane, but sometimes I'll borrow terms from Celestial if it makes it easier to explain something.

Does your world have supervillains?

I'm afraid so. Some are your regular petty criminals with magic and some are the agents of evil governments and some are warlords or aristocrats. Arguably [Tar-Baphon](https://samora.blogzone. com/posts/4) was a supervillain.

What's daily life like on Golarion?

Most people are farmers. Beyond that a lot depends on what country you live in, but it's pretty common for most villages to have a low-circle priest who can channel and create water, and a low-circle wizard who can clean clothes, and some artisans, and a local lord or sometimes a mayor.

How are your governments organized?

Lots of different ways! Monarchies are the most common, followed by various types of theocracy. Lastwall is a theocracy: a lot of the government is paladins, and Iomedae is consulted on the most important decisions. We also have some republics, but they're pretty new and still figuring themselves out.

What are Golarion's great cultural achievements?

We have a lot of the same art forms as Earth! Our greatest plays are probably the Earthfall Cycle, a series of tragedies about several generations of a family before and shortly after Earthfall, and my favorite epic poem is Hrothung, the saga of a legendary warrior defeating increasingly powerful Evil wizards, dragons, and so on. There's lots of famous great architecture but the only one I've seen personally is the Starstone Cathedral.

How did the accident that got you to Earth happen? Are there going to be more people from Golarion coming here? Can you go back?

I don't know any of that, except that I can't get back.

What do you like about the Protectorate?

They're doing a good job at their job! Endbringer response in particular is impressively well-coordinated.

What do you not like about the Protectorate?

It would be nice if there was more after-action analysis of various engagements. Or possibly it exists and I haven't gotten it in which case it would be nice if I got a copy next time.

Have you seen Lord of the Rings yet?

Not yet, but I will.

Have you seen Twelve Angry Men?

Not yet, but six different people recommended it in two different places, so it's on my list.

Will you heal people who don't want to go to a hospital?

The way my healing works I can get a lot more people by packing then into my channel radius than by doing anything one at a time, so I can heal people outside a hospital context but it's more limited and also the logistics are harder to work out. So most of my healing is going to be in hospitals.

You mentioned a kind of magic you can't teach; how does it work?

Arcane magic involves manipulating spell structures directly without a god's involvement. Wizardry and sorcery are both arcane magic. Wizards learn magic by studying the math of how spells fit together and can learn any spell eventually, and get stronger the more cunning they are. Sorcerers have an intuitive sense for a smaller number of spells but can cast them more times, and get stronger the more splendid they are.

Have you gotten to enjoy Brockton Bay much? What are your favorite tourist things you've seen?

I've gotten some time to walk around the city and see the sights, yeah. It's a good city and the harbor is beautiful.

If people from Earth could go to Golarion, what tourist things would you recommend?

Absalom is the classic city that everyone wants to see someday, and it lives up to that reputation. You can see a hundred different kinds of people just walking around, and beautiful cathedrals including the Starstone Cathedral, and the best magic item shops anywhere. 

What are the popular sports on your planet?

Lots of places have kickball, where one team tries to kick the ball over the goal line while the other team tries to tackle whoever has it. Taldor has chariot races but I've never seen one. I know some guys who can walk up walls and across the ceiling and they played a ball game that took advantage of that, where you get a point if you get the other team's ball to touch any surface other than a player.

How do you choose who to bring back from the dead?

Armsmaster and some other Protectorate people have been deciding that because they have more context on who everyone is. So far I've been resurrecting people who died during the Behemoth fight, and I'm probably going to be doing a lot of that, because reducing the fatality rate of Endbringer fights is a big deal.

Do you heal Evil people?

Yes, both when I'm working at hospitals and during Endbringer fights.

Are you only going to resurrect parahumans?

I'm mostly going to be raising parahumans because that's most of the people who die in battle against the Endbringers. We haven't finished working out what I'll be doing when it's been long enough since an Endbringer fight that I can't get anyone else from it. 

Is it true you eat diamonds?

What? No. Raise Dead needs to consume a diamond to work. I guess metaphorically that's sort of like eating them.

Which would you rather fight: one horse-sized duck, or a hundred duck-sized horses?

Neither of those sounds like a difficult fight. A duck-sized horse is more likely to be smart enough to run away before I have to seriously hurt it, or if they're menacing people it's easier to kill a horse-sized duck entirely, whereas with a bunch of duck-sized horses some of them might get away. So I guess one horse-sized duck either way.

You and a super intelligent snail both get 1 million dollars, and you both become immortal, however you die if the snail touches you. It always knows where you are and slowly crawls toward you. What's your plan?

I would start by asking it what its problem with me is and trying to talk it into leaving me alone. If that didn't work, probably get someone to take it to another continent and scry it every few days to make sure it's still over there. Is the snail supposed to be intelligent enough to acquire boat or airplane passage, or does it just crawl to the nearest bit of coast and get stuck? I guess if I wanted to be sure I could pay someone who can touch it safely to entomb it in concrete, but that seems like a dick move.

Are you in love with Armsmaster?

What? I'm not, and even if I was I wouldn't do anything about it because female priests aren't supposed to marry and have children. Too many conflicting duties.

Are you in love with Dragon?

Same as the previous question, and also Dragon is a woman. (UPDATE 2010-11-23: The comments section has loudly informed me of several contradicting opinions on whether women on Earth Bet can fall in love with each other. Anyway, I'm from Golarion and I can't.)

Are you single?

See the question two questions ago.

What is the difference between a duck?

I'm afraid this question ran into trouble somewhere on its way to Taldane and back. Ask again in the comments if you really want an answer.

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Theology Mailbag #2

Posted 2010-11-23/05:37 in category: mailbags 

Here's the theology mailbag! You guys had some tough ones. 

How can I become a cleric?

I'll be posting about more different gods on here over the next couple weeks. If you read one of those posts and think that you're especially aligned with that god and want to help advance that god's goals on Earth, you can pray to Them. The best time for this is just before dawn but any time can work. Make a holy symbol of that god, and go somewhere quiet and private, and kneel, and think about that god as best you understand Them, and think about what you would do with a cleric circle if you had one. If you're close enough in alignment and the god likes your plans and has enough intervention budget, you'll have a very hard-to-describe experience and then acquire some channels and orisons (and first-circle spells, if you do it at dawn, which is why dawn is best). The best way to be sure is to choose Create Water and then cast it (you'll know how) while pointing at a container, and if it fills up with water then there you go.

It's also possible to get chosen by a god some time when you aren't praying, and then you'll have to try to figure out which god it is and make a holy symbol. Whichever symbol lets you channel and cast spells while you're holding it, it's that one.

If you become a cleric and you get the choice whether to channel positive or negative energy, that means you and your god are both Neutral. Choose positive. It's vastly more useful and also demonstrates that you're not Evil.

If you become a cleric of a Neutral god and are at all worried that you may be Evil, try channeling when there's nothing alive within thirty feet of you except plants. If the plants wither and die, bad news: you're Evil. (Or your god is Evil, but I'm not going to talk about the Evil gods on this blog.)

Have you heard the Good News of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ?

I had not previously heard of Jesus but I looked Him up in response to this question. I have not personally verified anything relating to Jesus, but if all His followers go to Heaven regardless of their alignment in life that's an incredibly impressive achievement even for a god. I hope He manages to do it on more planets. If someone wants me to check, they can send me the name and picture of someone they're confident died Evil but worshipping Jesus, and ideally something that person owned, and I can try to scry them in the afterlife. Though note that I have no way to show scry results to anyone so you'd only have the evidence of me saying so.

How many religions are there on Golarion? Do they have religious wars?

There are about twenty gods commonly worshipped on the parts of Golarion I've spent time on, and probably about that many again on other continents, and elves and dwarves have their own gods that mostly concern themselves with elves and dwarves. Religion gets involved in wars, yes. Sometimes you get one or two gods backing one side and a different one or two gods backing the other side, while the followers of other gods try to make peace/sell arms to both sides/fight as mercenaries.

Are there religions you think are false or evil?

False: mostly no. Golarion doesn't really have the thing where we argue about which gods exist, because so many gods are intervening so obtrusively. If someone from Tian Xia told me that they worshipped a Lawful Neutral god of meticulous record-keeping, I would assume that that god existed and had priests in Tian Xia and I just hadn't happened to have heard of them. To be clear, that's a made up example, I don't know if there's a Tien god of meticulous record-keeping or not. There is one wizard who runs a country and claims he's a god and everyone who doesn't have to put up with him says he's lying, but nobody disputes that he exists.

Evil: unfortunately yes. There are Evil gods whose priests channel negative and whose followers usually go to the Evil afterlives. I'm not going to talk about any of those gods because I don't want to make it easier for Them to see this planet or pick clerics on it.

Don't you know there's only one god?

I got this question from several different people who disagree on everything except that the one god created the universe and possibly also judges people after they die. There is exactly one god who created the universe and the other gods, and She does judge people after they die, so if you want to say that that one is the one god and all the others are some other term then that's a reasonable way to categorize things. We call Her Pharasma in Taldane but it wouldn't be the first time people used different names and sexes to refer to the same god.

Is Iomedae a saint?

The word "saint" is translating as a word for someone who starts out as a follower of one god and then becomes a god or demigod in their own right, and Iomedae is one of those. On the other hand, I looked up the actual English word "saint" and it means something specific in Christianity, and Iomedae isn't a saint in that sense, I think.

Is Iomedae another name for Jesus?

Iomedae would definitely do the "make everyone go to Heaven regardless of alignment" thing if She had the option, but I don't expect She could. If anyone could it would be Sarenrae or Pharasma. Or possibly Jesus is neither of Them. I intend to pray to Him separately when His areas of concern are relevant and if I end up praying to Pharasma or Sarenrae twice then I've been a bit redundant is all.

How do you know the gods exist?

My first instinct was to say "well Someone has to be handing out cleric powers", but druids get their powers from nature so maybe not. Anyway, summoned outsiders say the gods exist, and for any given god it's consistent what gets you clericed and what gets you dropped, and Iomedae in particular walked around being a human woman and intending to ascend and then the day after She went for the Starstone people started getting spells from Her.

What does Iomedae think about abortion?

Abortion is wrong because babies that get aborted or miscarried after some point in pregnancy end up in the Boneyard and the Boneyard is a bad place for children to grow up. I realize this is terrible news for women who have been raped. I'm sorry. I wish it was otherwise.

What does Iomedae think about gay marriage?

I don't know. I only learned about the concept from this question and I don't know why you would marry someone you couldn't have children with. I'm not going to marry anyone. I doubt I'm the worst possible person to ask this question but there have got to be better ones.

What does Iomedae think about war?

War between humans is tragic and nearly always unnecessary. War against the demons coming out of the Worldwound, or Tar-Baphon's undead hordes, or the Endbringers, is necessary and righteous, but still tragic. The goal is to win all the necessary wars and then never have any more wars again.

Does Iomedae think people are saved by faith alone or by faith and good works?

If the Jesus thing works as advertised for Earth people Iomedae probably knows about it. On Golarion you have to do significantly more Good than Evil to get a Good afterlife, or at least not do significantly more Evil than Good to get a Neutral one. 

How do you know what's good and what's evil?

Some things are really obvious. Don't hurt or kill people without a very good reason. Don't own slaves. Don't raise an undead army to conquer the planet, or for any other reason. Other things are more complicated. Is it better to do something that will definitely help one person, or something that only might help a larger number of people? You've got to use your reason and conscience and get advice from wise friends and do your best in whatever situation you find yourself in.

Can you lie?

I am physically capable of lying and would be unlikely to be renounced for one lie in most cases. However, in the vast majority of circumstances I do not want to lie, because there's no lie more valuable to me than other people's ability to trust me when I say things. I will conceal information from my enemies, but not try to deceive people who are dealing with me in good faith.

Would you kill one person to save five others? Like, if a runaway trolley was going to hit five people and you could deflect it to hit one other person, and there was no way to save all six, would you do it?

In that specific case, yes. Though in the closest situation I've ever been in to that one in real life, I was able to raise the one person afterwards.

Suppose a doctor in a hospital has the option to kill one patient and use their organs to save five other people who would otherwise die. Should they do it?

No. This situation is importantly different from the previous one in that people go to hospitals expecting to be safe there. If you do this sort of thing people won't go to hospitals anymore and everything will be worse. Don't harm people who have put themselves in your power because they trusted you unless you're willing to destroy something much larger than any one person. Also, looking up what was going on with this question is how I learned that organ transplants exist, and I am very impressed by what people come up with when they don't have enough magic healing.

 

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Life rolls on. Branding sends a specialist to take a close look at your clothing, who studies one shirt sleeve with a magnifying glass and says she can definitely make you as many more as you want. Director Piggot enrolls you in the Protectorate's mandatory course on vigilante law, which is a little tricky; most people who take it have background knowledge like "it is possible to call the police". Nevertheless, you're making good progress.

Before too long, it's Sunday again! You have a standing invitation to services at First Christ's Church of the Third Dispensation, but if you want to attend with Pride you have to show up this week; on Monday she has to fly back to Aurora and start doing her job again.

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She no longer has a conflicting appointment with Cartesian doubt and is happy to go! She arranges to meet Pride in front of the building so they can sit near each other.

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By now you've seen a few Bet churches, and you don't think this building started out as one: it's long and blocky, with big rectangular windows and crumbling brick walls. But it's the right place, clearly marked by both a cheerful cross-and-flame sign and a small, tense woman in a conservative civilian dress.

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"Hey, you came." She'll dredge up a smile. This feels really exciting but she's learned to be wary of that. "I forget if I said, my name's Gabby. That's how these people here know me. I told the pastor we met when you healed me, I just didn't say from what."

She'll lead Samora inside.

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The interior is simple: a small podium covered by a white cloth, a double semicircle of folding chairs around it, and a pair of tables on the back wall covered with coffee and cookies. Most of the folks inside are gathered around those tables, and their conversation rings off the metal ceiling. Smaller groups are scattered across the chairs.

Two young men, sitting together on the outer edge of the ring, have Evil auras.

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One elderly lady detaches herself from the crowd and hurries over to you. "Gabby! You came back. Welcome! And who's your friend?"

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Hm. Given who's powerful enough to Detect around here, those two are probably capes. She'll do her best not to think about it too much.

"I'm Samora, I'm a healer from another planet. Gabby is introducing me to Earth religion." Might as well get it out there before she says something else blatantly ignorant.

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"Ohhh, Samora, right, you were on TV!  I'm Eleanor, good to meet you.  You saved all those lives in Denver but you can't read, do I remember that right?"  She leans in, with a conspiritorial air.  "I'm getting to where I can't read either, and honestly I don't miss it.  Most of what people write isn't worth the paper it's printed on. Oh, but I guess it's different for you, not being from around here and all."

A few more folks from the coffee and cookies crowd are eyeing you curiously, over Eleanor's shoulder.

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She smiles at everyone but especially Eleanor. Sweet older church ladies are the same everywhere and this is heartening. "That's right. And yes, I can still learn a lot from people repeating what everyone knows."

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Samora is offered coffee and cookies, and very visibly Not Stared At.  Pride Gabby is greeted more normally, like a good friend who's almost never in town.

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This always happens when she attends a new church for the second time and it always...let's say she's getting better at coping with it. She smiles, accepts coffee, and does her best to call everyone by name.

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Samora accepts one of the more homemade-looking cookies for purposes of complimenting it and proves able to compliment it sincerely. Learns a lot of people's names. Makes small talk about a couple people's families and professions, which doubles as useful information about what kinds of professions Earthlings have.

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That opens them right up; the people of Earth Bet love being asked to talk about themselves.  Mostly they seem to have parents and siblings but not children, and jobs like "dockworker", "crane operator", or "salesman".

Then a solemn, complicated piece of music starts up on the other side of the room.  It's coming from an instrument Pride calls a "keyboard", which is apparently played two-handed, standing up.  Everyone takes this as a sign to finish off their coffee and conversations and head for the chairs.

It's a tight fit, only one empty seat in the whole place, but people rearrange themselves so that all the groups can sit together.

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And then a tall young man in black and white takes the podium.  "Good morning!" he calls out.

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"Good morning!" the congregation replies, on cue.

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"The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ be with you!"

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"And also with you."

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"And it is a good morning, because I see a lot of new faces today."  His eyes pass over Samora and Pride, without quite stopping on them. "To all of you I say: welcome. This is the First Christ's Church of the Third Dispensation, and I'm Reverend Daniel Marks. Before we begin the order of worship, are there announcements of which I am unaware?"

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"Announcement", in this context, turns out to be a term of art meaning "request for prayers". There are several: that man's father has cancer again, that woman's brother has run away from home, that man's store on the boardwalk was burned down. One of the men with an Evil aura asks for prayers for his mother, but doesn't explain why.

As this is happening, sheets of paper are being passed around showing the sequence of things that are going to happen during the service, the words to all the prayers they're going to say, and things like that. Well, to everyone but you, anyway.

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She wasn't expecting church to involve reading, but she also doesn't have a lot of good uses for first-circle spells on a typical day, so she has a Comprehend Languages she can cast unobtrusively.

Even if she learns nothing else from this, coming here was good for her. Hearing the prayer requests, getting the reminder that in between the capes and their conflicts this world is full of ordinary human people with ordinary human problems, who have welcomed her among them without worrying about what she can do for them. 

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The verbal and somatic components pull at the focus of the people around you, but when nothing obviously superpowered happens they relax and turn back to Reverend Marks.

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He'll lead the congregation in a short, rote prayer for enlightenment, then hit them with the first scripture reading:

The Lord said to Moses and Aaron, “When Pharaoh says to you, ‘Perform a miracle,’ then say to Aaron, ‘Take your staff and throw it down before Pharaoh,’ and it will become a snake.”

So Moses and Aaron went to Pharaoh and did just as the Lord commanded. Aaron threw his staff down in front of Pharaoh and his officials, and it became a snake. Pharaoh then summoned wise men and sorcerers, and the Egyptian magicians also did the same things by their secret arts: Each one threw down his staff and it became a snake. But Aaron’s staff swallowed up their staffs. Yet Pharaoh’s heart became hard and he would not listen to them, just as the Lord had said.

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After that, everyone sings a song together (the words are projected on the wall, the melody you have to figure out on the fly). There's a little interlude where they pass around a basket for cash donations (to buy more chairs, the woman behind Samora says).

Everyone says a prayer together, which Jesus himself allegedly taught to the first disciples, about two thousand years ago.

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And then it's time for another, longer Bible reading:

A man by the name of Simon had done witchcraft there. The people of Samaria were surprised at the things he did. He pretended that he was a great man. All the people watched and listened to him. They said, “This man must be that great power of God.” They kept running after him. For a long time he fooled them with his witchcraft.

When Simon saw that the Holy Spirit was given when the missionaries laid their hands on the people, he wanted to give money to the missionaries. He said, “Let me also have this power. Then I can give the Holy Spirit to anyone I lay my hands on.” Peter said to him, “May your money be destroyed with you because you thought you could buy the gift of God with money! You have no part or place in this work. Your heart is not right in God’s sight. You must be sorry for this sin of yours and turn from it. Pray to the Lord that He will forgive you for having such a thought in your heart.

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Samora joins in on the song for the last chorus and listens intently to the scripture. It's not obviously any of the gods she's heard of but she can't rule several of them out either. She's going to need to read the Bible straight through, limitations of text to speech or no, because these excerpts assume a lot more context than she has. It makes sense that if everyone is literate everyone can be expected to read the holy book on their own time. Also, it sounds like it's describing a past era when this god did pick clerics who could cast spells and try to resolve conflicts with single combat and be impersonated by witches. There's a lot more going on with Earth religion than she understands.

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Then it's time for the sermon, which according to Samora's pamphlet is titled, "What Sort of Age Are We Living In?"

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"What would you do, brothers and sisters, if someone turned a staff into a snake in front of you?

Maybe you'd run away. Maybe you'd try to kill the snake, if you had a weapon or the right kind of power. If you're a cape, out in costume, you might think the other cape was attacking you. That's how we tend to hear those verses nowadays: Aaron and the Egyptian sorcerers got into a cape fight, and Aaron won."

With the ease of long practice, he represses a 'because his snake was bigger' joke.

"Now, as far as I could tell on PHO, there hasn't ever been a cape who can turn staves into snakes. But there could be, right? It's not confusing that a man can turn a staff into a snake. You might wonder why he's doing it! You might think it was a dumb thing to do. But it wouldn't stun you. It wouldn't fill you with awe to see it. You and Phaoroh have that in common.

So that's how things were, back in the time of Moses. The power of our all-mighty God could turn a staff into a snake, but, you know, so could plenty of other people, if they happened to know the right trick."

"We call that the First Dispensation."

"Now I've been told that particular story happened about thirty-three hundred years ago. Fast forward thirteen centuries to the time of Christ. It's still the First Dispensation but things are very different: our Lord has been crucified, died, buried, and rose again for the forgiveness of our sins, and now His first disciples, men who were taught by Him personally, are spread out all across the ancient world, performing miracles in His Name. The people are impressed, we're told, and the Word of God is spreading fast. It's all so new and cool, in fact, that this guy Simon Magus decides he wants a piece of it. And for a while it works! He's got some kind of power, probably better than the sticks-to-snakes thing, and when people see it they start to think he must be a big deal.

What's interesting to me about that story is that the disciple Peter doesn't catch him and make him stop -- Simon comes to them! Whatever sorcery he's got, he's not satisfied with it, and he tries to pay to get the real thing. And that's what Peter's upset about. He's not mad that Simon can do witchcraft. He's not even mad at Simon for tricking people! He's mad that Simon tried to get the power of God the wrong way. This is not, he tells us, a power you can buy. It's God's power, not man's. It can't be compelled. It only comes to you if you turn away from sin. And apparently Simon never managed that, because we never hear from him again.

Once again, the scriptures show a world of people like us, people who are at home with wonders. But it's easy to forget that most Christians, all through the two thousand year history of our church, didn't live that way. The world of the disciples faded, and what came afterward was a world in which both God's power and the other powers, whatever Phaoroh's sorcerers and Simon Magus had, moved only subtly in the world. It didn't quite vanish: there were a few healings, some prophecies, whatever our Lord was doing with Joan of Arc. But they were never ordinary. Every single one was a rare testament to the mighty power of our Lord. They were awe-inspiring. And most men and women of those long years lived and died without ever seeing one."

"We call that the Second Dispensation. The weight of men's sins were lifted from them by the power of our redeeming Lord, but their bodies suffered and died in a world where God's awesome power mostly did not take an overt form. Our ancestors lived -- for over a thousand years! -- in a world that was almost pure matter, and man slowly came to believe in a world without secret forces beyond that which we can weigh and measure and count."

"But we do not live in that world now, do we, brothers and sisters? Scion appeared, and everything changed. Mankind began to develop powers. But these are not the powers of the holy spirit, which Peter tells us come only to those with repentant hearts. They're not even the powers of the Egyptian sorcerers, secret arts that required study to master. They can come upon anyone: wise or foolish, good or wicked."

"This, the age we live in now, is the Third Dispensation."

"And so many people ask, where is Peter? Where are Aaron and Moses? Where is the awesome power of God, gobbling up these mortal powers the way Aaron's snake ate up the others?

There are those who will tell you that Scion is the Word of God moving in the world but brothers and sisters, don't believe it. I used to be a Reverend in the First Church of Christ and Scion Ascendant -- don't worry, I won't tell that story again, you newcomers can ask me about it afterwards if you're really curious. Suffice it to say, Scion does not preach the Word of God, does he? He doesn't preach anything. Aaron's snake ate up the other snakes, so it's tempting to look for God in the biggest snake around, but brothers and sisters, that is a mistake. God is mighty, but we do not know the godly by their might, but by the fruits of their spirits.

There are those who will tell you that all powers are demonic, that they come suddenly because they are possessing spirits, of the kind our Lord Jesus and his apostles cast out. But evil powers cannot be turned toward good ends, and we do see capes do good. Every day we see it. Even Scion -- I was a little hard on him just now, but he saves lives every day.

There are those who will tell you that this age is a fallen age, that God's power is gone from this world, but don't believe that either. God loves His creation. Each sparrow, we're told, each flower, is precious to Him. It is never too late to put your trust in the Lord, and if you do you will see that trust repaid.

There are a few who say that powers are of the Holy Spirit, but in that case you really have to ask: why all the villains?"

"So, fine, all those answers are wrong. What's right? Can we even know?"

"We can. I'll tell it to you, just as it was told to me."

"We are living at the beginning of a new age of man, as significant in God's plan for us as the times of Moses or Christ. At the end of the First Dispensation God's mercy lifted us up out of sin. In the Second Dispensation man mostly lived without powers, but God still blessed some men with strength, and some with intelligence. Some with insight, some with bravery. All of those blessings were also callings, to turn those gifts to the service of our Lord Jesus Christ. The blessings we receive now, in the Third Dispensation, are different in their scope but not in their nature, and through the redeeming glory of Christ any power, and any person, can be turned to His good service. Our God is an awesome God, and there is nothing anywhere more powerful.

It can be hard, these days, to truly live in awe. Like Phaoroh's, our hearts are hardened by the powers we live among, or sometimes - " he carefully doesn't look at anyone in particular " - by the powers we wield. But I'll say it again, I do not only mean the kinds of powers that make a person a cape. I stand before you now with no power but my voice and my faith in our Lord Jesus Christ and I tell you, brothers and sisters, that is enough. All things, and all people, can serve the glory of God. Your powers, whatever they are, are meant for His service. And they are fit for his service, and so are you. This I promise you, in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ. Let us pray."

"Heavenly Father, send us into the world in the strength of Your spirit. Bless us and guide as we strive to turn the powers you've given us to the work that you demand. Grant us your mercy as we struggle in a world that does not know your Word, and lift us up to meet that world with Your redeeming love."

"Lord, we ask for your mercy and compassion for Andrew Agbay."

"We pray for your protection and guidance for Thomas Ivory."

"We pray to you for Eric's mother."

"We pray for support for Max Eaton, and for his family."

"For all of these, Lord, and all those we hold in our hearts, we ask for your mercy."

"Amen."

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"Amen!" the congregation responds.

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And then it's time for another song!

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This was such a helpful sermon that it's obvious Pride tipped off the priest and asked for it to be Basic History Explanation for Aliens week, which is very nice of everyone involved. Hopefully the rest of the congregation isn't too bored. 

It all makes sense when she thinks about it in chronological order. Whatever Jesus did or tried to do to send all His followers to Heaven, it must have taken an immense amount of intervention budget (and apparently involved being temporarily dead). Of course He would have to drop all His clerics after that. Not immediately afterwards, apparently, because they had some time still doing magic to get the church established, but then a very understandable nothing for the next thousand years. And maybe it worked, because no other gods have tried to contest this planet in that time, unless one of Them sent the Endbringers. And now Samora is here, either by accident or on purpose, to fight the Endbringers, and maybe once she's made it cheaper some of the other gods will get back in the mix and maybe they won't. 

If the Endbringers were the intervention of an Evil god it would explain why the Inheritor could send Samora here. If they're an accident and she's an accident, maybe none of the other gods will prioritize Earth. All of this is pointless speculation.

She needs to ask Pride about that "in a world that does not know Your word" bit; she was under the impression from Wikipedia that Jesus was widely worshipped. Maybe it's a thousand year old prayer and nobody wanted to change it.

She appreciates the explicit clarification that it was fine for Simon Magus to be running around being a sorceror or a cleric of another god (Abadar?) or whatever he was; she has gotten some impolite blog comments to the effect that all magic-users should be assumed clerics of Evil gods until proven otherwise.

She says "Amen" with everyone else, half a beat late. The song is a little uncanny in its imagery, but why wouldn't it be, it's a song from an alien planet by the followers of an exhausted god. The spirit of it is beautiful and she joins in as soon as she's got the tune down.

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One more little prayer to send them off:

"The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ be with you all. Go in peace."

And that's another service down! Usually he gets to relax a bit at this point; this week he's got one more job to do.

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Samora's fellow congregants don't look bored, at least.

"I always come out of these wanting to, I don't know, run out the door and pick up some trash or something," the woman to Samora's right confesses. "I know it isn't real, of course someone like Legend does more good than I ever could, but it's still nice to think about."

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On her other side, Pride is looking rather overwhelmed, and will not take questions at this time.

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She smiles at the woman and shrugs. "If only the person who was the very best at anything did that thing, a lot less would get done." Pride gets a smile too, and a quiet "Thank you" that she can easily pretend not to hear if she doesn't want to respond.

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The crowd naturally drifts from the chairs back toward the tables with the cookies. The two Evil men both leave right after the service, but most people seem inclined to stick around.

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The Reverend works his way around the room, smiling, dispensing blessings, and accepting compliments. He doesn't need to check in on Ben and Eric this week, it seems, or at any rate they don't want him to, so all he has to do is make his pitch to Samora.

Eventually he's close enough. "Samora, welcome! Gabby mentioned that you might join us today, and we're all so glad you did. How did you find the service?"

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"It was very informative, thank you! I appreciate the history context." Does he look like he'll let her pull him aside somewhere and ask him thirty questions, or is he understandably too busy?

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He did all the easy Reverend-ing up front, so he's got an casual manner and nothing but time on his hands. But he probably shouldn't rely on subtext with a visitor from far away, so: "I tried to write it so it'd make sense even to someone who'd never heard of the Bible before -- all sermons should be like that, really -- but I'm sure I missed a few spots. I'd be happy to fill those in, if you had any questions."

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Excellent. "You did a great job of that but I still have kind of a lot of questions, yes. My planet is very different, and I don't want to guess, with important things, when I could check my guesses with someone who knows more."

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Okay, but she didn't ask any questions.

After a second he forms a guess as to why not. Not literally everyone in earshot is listening to what the Reverend has to say to the famous new cape, just, you know, a solid 75%. This is where he should take her to his office, except he doesn't have an office, he just has this one room, and they sublet it four nights a week to help make rent. That's how it is, when you're a splinter sect of a splinter sect of a Protestant denomination that wasn't that big to begin with. He'll try leading her to his lectern in the other side of the room, which is reasonably private so long as nobody has secret super hearing. Gabby can come too, if she wants.

"So what do you want to know?'

If this doesn't work he'll just try taking them home with him.

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No, that works fine, he's got more at stake in the being-overheard direction than she does. 

"Possibly I should open with some context on my planet. We have multiple gods who are relatively active, roughly the way you described the First Dispensation. I don't think Christ is one of them but I can't be sure. It sounds like there aren't any other gods intervening heavily here right now either, but were there in the past? If there were, did they all back off shortly after the time of Christ as well?"

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PrideGabby is recovered enough to follow them, and might even talk if there's a really good reason to.

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He'd guessed that Samora would ask something like that, just from skimming her blog.

"It's possible. Our sources don't carefully distinguish between spirits, demons, and gods, so you can't always tell what was going on theologically, but for example, there used to be lots of oracles around the Mediterranean sea -- the same general area where the Christian church began -- but one by one, they all stopped prophesying. The last survivor, the oracle at Delphi which claimed to grant prophecies from a god named Apollo, made its final prophecy about seventeen hundred years ago. We have letters about this from people who used to live back then, basically just complaining the oracles all used to work, but now they don't, and no one knows why or what to do about it."

"Now, some people are sure that there are no gods but ours, and never were, because so many early church fathers say that our God is the one true God. But it's also possible that that was true when they said it, but wasn't earlier -- even our Bible has a little evidence for that theory. I'm just a preacher, but some Third Dispensationalist clergy spend all their time studying that period. Those people were living in the beginning of something new, just like we are, and we're hoping to get a hint of what kinds of things might happen to us."

Should he push that theme further? Something's telling him, not yet.

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"That makes sense. I would also love to know what's going to happen. I'm going to tell people here about the gods of my planet and see if they start choosing clerics on Earth, but it's possible whatever caused them to leave, or to never come here in the first place, still applies and it's just going to be me. Are there risks, or concerns, you think I should be on the lookout for there?"

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Marks frowns, thinking. "I read on your blog that you came here through a 'teleportation accident'. How common is it, would you say, for that sort of accident to send someone to another planet?"

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Thoughtful frown. "I've never heard of it happening, but if most planets don't have teleportation I don't know if I would have, people go missing on Golarion all the time and for all I know several of them went to other planets. I'm keeping the possibility that it was divine intervention in mind but not doing anything that relies on it either way." It might be something to ask when she can cast Commune, if it does turn out to be actionable, but she's not making the existence of Commune public yet.

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"People go missing on Golarion all the time." You'd think a world with lots of powers like Samora's would be safer than Earth Aleph, let alone Bet. What's worse, she clearly doesn't realize that she just said anything grim or disturbing. He should read her blog posts more carefully; her world may be more like life at the time of the apostles, with lots of overt holy power, but lots of demons for it to war against, too.

And then he catches the other implication. From her family's perspective she's just missing, maybe forever. He's been focused on what this means for Bet, but he is in fact Called to spread his net a little wider than that. So: "And now you're one of those missing. I'm sorry for your family's loss, and for yours."

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"Thank you. I'm very fortunate in having a spell that lets me send short messages home, for all I can't return. If my kind of accident is common, perhaps some rumor will reach the next person. And I believe we will eventually be reunited in Heaven."

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He nods. "That's a blessing. To answer your question...so long as most people think of your clerics as weird capes, they won't have any trouble. They'll be welcome, even, if they can heal like you can.  But our Bible is pretty strict about not worshipping other Gods.  If one of our believers got picked by one of your gods, well, at best they'd be real upset.  At worst they might be in danger from their neighbors, or even from themselves."

"I guess exorcisms don't do anything to you?  We can't cast cape powers out of people like the apostles did demons, that was tried back in the eighties.  That helped calm things down a bit, come to think."

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"Clerics can renounce their gods by declaring that they're doing so while intending it to stick, and I don't expect any god would pick someone who'd immediately renounce them. I'll make sure that goes in a blog post. I'd want to know more about this world's exorcisms, what they consist of and how they work, before agreeing to get one, but if they work the same as the ones on Golarion I'd be happy to. The ones I'm used to only get rid of undead." She doesn't think anything they have on Earth is likely to separate her from the Inheritor, but it's not a thing to risk lightly, especially here where she's the only person who can cast Atonement until someone else hits fifth.

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"Undead? Like ghosts? Ours works on possessing spirits of all kinds. Those spirits aren't always overtly evil: there was another incident, around the same time as the Simon story, where an apostle cast a spirit that was telling fortunes out of a slave girl. Her owner was quite upset, because he'd been charging money for people to hear her. Many folks hoped that the more dangerous capes could be dealt with the same way, but as far as I know it's never worked even once."

"I take that as a sign that powers are gifts the way a keen mind is a gift, or a way with words is a gift. A lot of people feel the same way. But then again nobody goes around saying that their powers come from a foreign god."

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"That makes sense. I once helped a young woman drive out a being who was haunting her dreams, and it wasn't what I would call an exorcism but I could see calling it one." The terminology isn't the question, the question is what it does. "I'm definitely not possessed, but I do have an ongoing connection to an external power in a way that someone with a keen mind doesn't and capes presumably also don't."

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Right. All their conversation is happening through a translator, and the translator isn't perfect. He's been forming a specific idea of how Samora speaks, her vocabulary, her accent, how she uses pauses and filler, just like he would with anybody. But those details he's hearing are made up by her power, or her goddess, or however it works. It might be a good translation, there's no way to know, but it's not a perfect one. It's a distracting idea, enough that he almost misses the turn of the conversation.

"Oh, I wouldn't think an exorcism would work on you anyway. If God didn't want you here, you just wouldn't be here."

That was a little more blunt than he'd really planned to be. But, oh well, he stands by it.

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She doesn't seem bothered at all. "Makes sense. The Inheritor wants to cooperate with other Good gods, not interfere with their plans. It's possible I'm here by accident and will cause problems that aren't worth the intervention budget of preventing, but I'll do my best not to."

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"Oh I doubt very much it was an accident.  Very much indeed."

"You see, each dispensation started with a great upheaval, something that changed the way the faithful lived.  The first humans were cast out of paradise -- there wasn't time to talk about it this morning, but that's how the First Dispensation got started.  They were forced to learn all kinds of things they did not want to learn, but they managed. The Second arrived when Jesus did, and it took a few centuries for things to really settle, but even at the beginning Jesus was preaching some things the religious leaders of his time did not want to hear. But some heard, and listened, and ultimately the church prospered.  But here in the Third, there's been a great change and no great revelation to go with it. We have plenty of wonders, but not so many signs. A lot of folks think Scion was supposed to deliver that new message, and we just haven't found the right way to talk to him. Aren't worthy enough, maybe. But I don't believe it." He goes a little distant, with no need for showmanship, then pulls himself back.

"Anyway, now here you are, apparently by the grace of our Lord and Savior, preaching some new doctrine and doing things we haven't seen since the time of Christ himself. You can see how it might get my attention."

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She nods thoughtfully, buying time to think about that perspective. "I can see how that fits together. Something about the existence of capes relating to it being the right time to—invite the other gods back, I suppose. If you're right, it bodes well for the possibility of more clerics being chosen." She shrugs, as though resettling something on her shoulders. "Fortunately we don't have to know the whole plan to play our parts in it, for all it would be wonderful to know." 

The prospect of doing what she's doing, she notes, feels more intimidating if there's a plan than if there isn't. This is, on reflection, not really correct. If she came here by accident, there's a sense in which she can't fail to live up to expectations, but now that she's here the Inheritor has whatever expectations of her She has. And the stakes are the same either way: the survival and health of civilization on Earth Bet. The biggest difference is that if Samora was purposely selected as someone with good odds of doing a good job, she's more likely to do a good job than if she's here at random.

Anyway, she doesn't need to not feel intimidated; she needs to win.

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She's easier to read when she's not talking. He can see the moment the sense of responsibility hits her, and the moment she accepts it. It's thrilling, the way the high point of a good sermon can be thrilling, or a shared prayer. It's the feeling of the Holy Spirit. Yes. This is real. Thank you, Lord, for putting me here.

He'll have to learn more about her world's theology, to figure out how it fits into the picture revealed by the existing Word of God. Lots of people will try that eventually, Marks is sure. But the one who's working with Samora directly is surely the one God has chosen for this work, and why shouldn't it be him? God must have brought her here. For what purpose, if not to found His new church?

And they'll be able to afford whole glorious cathedrals, not small subdivided chunks of run-down warehouses.

And in those cathedrals he'll preach to an audience of hundreds, not twenty-five in cheap folding chairs.

There's much more he can glean from her blog, but: "Are there any parts of your theology that you don't want to share publicly, but that you could tell to a priest of another Good God? I think it might be very important that I learn as much about it as I can. I'd offer to return the favor, but our theology doesn't really have secrets in the first place; we're called to share it as widely as we can."

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"We don't really have secrets either! I'm keeping some things back about the details of my powers that I don't want villains to know, and I won't talk about the Evil gods in detail lest they become able to see Earth more clearly, but everything I know about the theology of the gods worth worshipping is going to go up on the blog once I have it written down."

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He wants to ask her more questions, but he hasn't even read her blog properly yet.  He just needs to make sure he gets her email address, so he can write to her later.  For now: "Did you have other questions for me?"  He makes a little waving gesture with one hand, to include Gabby in that invitation.

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Gabby just got over hearing the sermon and understanding it, and now she's having to cope with the fact that he seems to be taking her crack doctrinal theory seriously.  Samora has to carry this conversation on her own.

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"How would you describe your church's and your god's relationship to other Earth religions? I mean the ones that follow gods other than Jesus." 

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"Oh, nowadays there aren't any. Not true ones, I mean. Like I said, it's just barely possible there used to be other gods, but at this point it's just us."

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"Yes, I don't mean the gods, I mean the people who remember the other gods the way you remember yours even though They don't empower anyone. The Muslims and Buddhists and so on."

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"Oh, them. We get along OK. The big thing nowadays isn't Christians fighting Muslims or whoever, it's everybody with any faith at all fighting people who don't believe in anything but themselves, or who've given up on the world completely. And you can't fight that with weapons, you have to go soul by soul. Sometimes it works." He allows himself a short moment of pointless worry for Ben and Eric, then locks back in.

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"Yeah." Sometimes Samora does have to fight that kind of person with weapons, but this man doesn't and shouldn't. "I'll talk to some of the clergy of other religions, to be sure I have the whole picture. I think my last question is if there's anything we discussed that you would rather I didn't put in a blog post, or did or didn't attribute to you."

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"Not at all.  There's nothing I've said here I wouldn't tell the whole world."  But then he catches himself.  "Though, since you ask it, I wonder if I could ask you a question, one you'd leave out of your blog."

"Scion was at Denver, just like you were.  Did you see him?  What's your sense of him?"

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"I'm afraid I didn't get a look at him, I was in the field hospital at the time. I don't know anything that everyone else doesn't."

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He's having a lot of thoughts, mostly too fast for him to catch, and where he lands is, "If you ever do meet him up close -- at another Endbringer fight, let's say -- I'd appreciate hearing your point of view."

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"I hope I do, and if it happens I expect I'll be excited to share it."

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That sounds like a nice warm note to end on. Unless they resist, Marks will escort Samora and Gabby to the door.

"Don't be strangers. My e-mail address is on the church web site, feel free to write any time you feel called to. Samora, may I have yours? I expect I'll have more questions later, once I've had a chance to read your blog again and pray about it."

What should they call this new church? Marks joined Christ's Church of the Third Dispensation because he thought their doctrine was true, and that belief sure paid off today, but there's no denying that the name confuses people, and that's an uncomfortable place to start evangelizing. You can tell it was made up by theologians, rather than by people who work with the faithful directly. That's fine for the teachings, but for the name..."Golarionite Church of Christ"? "Christ's Church of the New Revelation"? You want "Christ" in there somewhere so people can tell it's still Christian, but none of these are right. Way too clunky. He'll think about it some more.

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Samora provides her email and says her goodbyes. If Gabby seems like she wants to talk, she's available; if Gabby wants to go home, she'll thank her again and depart.

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Yeah, Gabby wants to go home.  But, "Just so you know.  I had the same thought he did.  I've been in this church for maybe a year, I'm not an expert or anything, but.  I had the same idea."

"Uh, anyway, thanks for, you know, everything."  The street's pretty quiet, but still.  "Let me know if you're in Denver sometime, on an exchange or something."

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Samora goes home and takes a lot of notes on today's conversation so she doesn't forget, but doesn't turn it into a blog post just yet. She has blog posts on Erastil and Sarenrae and Abadar and Shelyn and Desna and Cayden Cailean to write and polish and upload, summarizing the other churches' doctrines from her best impression of their own perspectives and praying to each god in turn for guidance in making them as true as possible. 

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Erastil is perhaps the most humanlike of the gods who were never human, because His concerns are the concerns of ordinary men. If I had to guess, I would guess Erastil hears more prayers from Golarion than any other god...

 

... Some ask why Abadar is not Evil, when so much Evil is done in the name of money. Some ask why Abadar is not Good, when commerce brings prosperity to so many. To some extent those questions answer each other, but there is a more fundamental answer, which is that money is a tool that can be used for good or ill. Abadar cares greatly about the means by which men pursue their ends, whatever those ends may be, for He sees that by those means both the brave and the cowardly, both the selfish and the heroic, can flourish....

 

...The greatest gift that mortals have is free will. No matter who you are, no matter what you've done, no matter what other people expect of you, you can decide at any moment that you're going to do Good. Sarenrae is the goddess of that choice and that hope, and She rejoices when anyone turns away from Evil, no matter how shaky their first steps....

 

Desna is one of the hardest goddesses for me to explain in a blog post, because She is one I understand the least, but also one who needs the least explanation. She is the goddess of dreams, travel, luck, and the stars, and Her followers understand Her perhaps better than most followers understand their gods. With other posts I have laid out a map. With this post I can only point in the right direction, and hope that for the right people that will prove sufficient ...

 

... Cayden Cailean knows that mortals cannot see all the consequences of their actions, and so He says, do not bind your future self with rules and oaths. The version of you who exists in each moment knows best how to do Good in that moment. All that is needed is the courage to do the thing you know is right at the moment it must be done.

When a merchant captain takes on a cargo of slaves and betrays his employer to free them, Cayden Cailean rejoices. When a woman flees a cruel husband rather than bear his children and goes off to seek her fortune, Cayden Cailean watches over her....

 

... Shelyn's clerics often do not fight, for while others protect the world they focus on making it worth protecting. Their strength comes less from spells and more from their wisdom, their skill, their understanding, and their compassion. A true Shelynite teaches people to recognize their own value and the value of those around them....

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She also sets up meetings with a Catholic priest, a Hindu priest, a rabbi, an imam, and a Buddhist monk, and thanks Desna that America has all of those available.

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On the morning of Samora's fourteenth day on Earth Bet, she arrives at the now-usual place at the now-usual time to Raise the set of Behemoth casualties she Gentle Reposed eleven days ago.

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You're in the home stretch; after today, almost every intact dead cape from the Behemoth fight will be back up and at it.

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Well, except for the various villains who never made it onto the list in the first place. They did Raise a few on advice from Branding, but the PRT's position, and Armsmaster's too, is that resurrection isn't medical care in the sense of the Preservation Act and they don't have to offer it if they don't feel like it.

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Anyway, Panacea isn't here today; she's been missing more and more of these lately.

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She leads a busy life, and she had a conflicting appointment, OK?

Also she's pretty much seen every problem Raise Dead can cause and it's getting boring.

Also she doesn't look forward to seeing Samora the way she did when they first met.

It's fine, Samora's Restoration works just as well. That's a more efficient use of both their time anyway, and that's what counts.

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Anyway, today you've got five fresh ones. Should be easy, everyone's got their routine down. There haven't been any dangerous happenings since the Pride Incident, and today's bodyguard (Assault again) is openly bored with your miraculous triumph over death.

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Sometimes boring is great. Here goes!

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The first one comes back just like most of the others, disoriented and confused but cheerful enough once the situation is explained.

The second one sits up sharply, winces, and says, "You guys, there's an afterlife! And it's really cool!"

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"You remember stuff? Neat! So, context, I arrived from another planet during the Behemoth fight and I can raise the recently dead. You've been out for about two weeks, there was a bit of a line. You're the first one who got all the way to an afterlife instead of just being unconscious. What was it like?"

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He smiles softly. "It was beautiful, I was in this redwood forest, except the trees were even taller and the ground was all this really soft moss, and I could hike as long as I wanted and never get tired or hungry. I heard some other people at one point, but I was avoiding them because I wanted the quiet. And there was this waterfall, it must have been as high as a football field . . . And then I realized all of a sudden that I could go back, and I did because I wanted to see my family again. Are they here?  Where is here?" 

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"You're in Brockton Bay. I'm not sure if they told your family when you were scheduled to come back, you're here in your cape identity, but they're going to put you on a plane home soon."

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"Did you know about this? Is that what happens to everyone when they die?"

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Explaining this to someone who still has the peace of Elysium reflected in his eyes hurts more than usual. "I wish it did, but no. Different people go to different places, and some of them are much worse. There are people working on fixing that."

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"This is the weirdest Endbringer fight I have ever heard of, and I know a guy who lost a leg in the building where they make prosthetic legs."


 

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Over the next few days, things begin to happen.

A retired schoolteacher who has raised five foster children to adulthood reads the blog post about Sarenrae while his two current foster daughters sleep, and closes his eyes. I really hope you exist, he thinks. I hope there's someone out there who has power and uses it to look after the folks who have nobody else to look after them. I hope you'll keep my kids safe, and all the other kids out there who need someone in their corner. I want them all to have some reason to believe they're loved. What he feels in response might just be his own emotions, but maybe it isn't.

The next day, when the kids are packed off to the bus stop in the pre-dawn gloom, he folds a piece of paper into the shape of an angel, and prays, and reports still blinking to the local hospital to say he has healing powers and would like to pick up a few shifts.


An insurance adjuster whose true passion is his unprofitable Etsy store of hand-made greeting cards reads the blog post about Shelyn, and paints the holy symbol at the bottom of the post, and prays over it at dawn, not really knowing what he expects to happen. An hour later he practically flings himself down the stairs to tell his girlfriend, and together they run down the street to tell his brother.


A women's self-defense instructor gets home from another day of telling her students that it's not just okay but actively good to make a scene when someone tries to hurt you, and pours a shot of whiskey to wash down her microwave chili in her studio apartment. A friend sends her the blog post about Cayden Cailean. She stays up late reading it, and drinks two more shots, and rants at the ceiling about how if Cayden is real he can fucking prove it, by giving her powers or by smiting a certain member of Congress with lightning or by smiting her with lightning, what fucking ever. And then there's laughter out of nowhere in her head, friendly and boisterous, and she's laughing too, and in the morning she prepares Protection from Evil and Burning Disarm and Remove Fear and starts thinking about cape names.


A seventeen-year-old boy who knows there has to be more to life than school and college applications reads the blog post about Desna between writing chapters of Warrior Cats fanfiction, and rereads it instead of doing his homework, and dreams of the milky way as an open road. In the morning he steals his sister's butterfly hair clip and skips first period English to pray for—he's not sure what. Spells, freedom, understanding, the possibility of Someone who understands him. He gets all of that, and spends second period math searching Craigslist for used vans.


The blog posts on Pharasma and Irori go up. The blogzone server hosting them briefly goes down to the Hug of Death.

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Every morning, Contessa asks her power a standard list of questions for her personal safety, then branches out into a much longer list intended to help stabilize the cape scene and the world at large. She usually doesn't find anything, but Doctor Mother told her it was a good idea, so:

Path to a Tinker with a dimensional specialization

None found

Path to a Tinker with a nuclear specialization other than Linac.

None found

. . .

Path to prevent a cape from being shot with a battle rifle in the next 24 hours

None found

Huh, that's a pleasant surprise. Path to a cleric other than Samora.

Four steps

Uh oh!

They did make a plan for this contingency, so Contessa switches tracks:

Path to an Evil cleric.

None found

Path to a cleric who can channel negative energy.

None found

Path to kill a cleric other than Samora

Five steps

Only slightly tougher than a normal civilian, and vastly weaker than Samora, all as expected. Not, therefore, a crisis. She finishes her usual list of questions, then goes off to tell Doctor Mother about it.

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Overall this sounds not too bad? In their best-case scenario all the new clerics would be partnered with Iomedae, just to keep the number of scary extradimensional players to a minimum, but failing that "clerics who can heal but are still easy to kill" is a reasonably encouraging way for things to develop.

She'll have Contessa Path-interrogate all the new clerics, so they can get a sense of how the conversion process works and suss out any surprises from their new powers, but if nothing surprising comes up they won't intervene.

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It turns out there are nine new non-Samora clerics this morning, all English speakers who read Samora's blog. They all deliberately prayed to their god of choice, and they all had some kind of representation of the god's holy symbol. Outside of those two points the conversion processes -- and the converts -- are pretty idiosyncratic.

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Ah, here's a question they forgot to think about before: how many new clerics are being made each day? And is it getting faster or slower over time?

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The total number of non-Samora clerics rises to twenty-two over the next two days, and then the growth rate slows. Each conversion story is broadly similar to the ones you've already heard.

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There are lots of different curves which fit those few data points, but they're certainly not a reason to be more alarmed than they were before. The total number of clerics across the anglosphere is on the low end of his projections, in fact; they should arrange for some translations, if that doesn't happen organically.

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And then, back in Brockton Bay, the last Behemoth fatality is resurrected.  But worry not; the PRT still has a rich backlog of dead capes, mostly independent heroes who got themselves shot or clubbed on the head.  Samora's five Raises per day are in no danger of being wasted.

On the other hand, these Raises are perhaps, in some sense, not quite as importantly symbolic as the Behemoth ones.  If one wanted to do a Scrying, say, or a Commune, now might not be an unreasonable time.

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It's going to be worth it in the long run, especially now that other clerics are being chosen. She preps a Sending at fourth, and a Scrying at fifth instead of one of the Raises, and contacts her Avistani History 1 teacher, who she knows also teaches Commune seminars some years. 

Samora from history. Camel fox two seven. Stranded on alien planet, founding church. Diamonds, cinnamon cheap. Need Commune class by scry. One today, max five tomorrow.

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That's a really weird claim, and the password the seminarians get is naturally not very secure, but the Commune protocols are correspondingly not very secret. If it's a ploy, it's probably a ploy to get him to fail the save on a scry, and he can take it in the designated Very Boring Room For Being Scried In.

Acknowledged. Land scries in two, twenty-six, twenty-eight, thirty hours for basics. Set up for dictation. Most important thing: important, decision-driving questions only. 

He doesn't bother saving space for "If this is real, how are you fifth circle?!", because she'd need a second Sending to answer, but he's thinking it. Likewise "How did you end up on an alien planet?!".

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She clears the relevant parts of her schedule and starts casting an hour later, with her tablet ready to record at the tap of a button.

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Professor Fletcher fails his save and lets her shoulder-surf a book as he flips through it at a speed just slow enough to let her read it out loud. Part of it looks like this.

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Samora reads it into her tablet and doesn't try to understand it until afterwards. Even afterwards the math is pretty tricky and she's not sure she could do it right without help.

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Professor Fletcher is there again the next day with more textbook and some handwritten notes, a mix of math and verbal heuristics and case studies on long-ago Communes used well or poorly.

Also he wants her to set up to get Scried later so she can brief some military intelligence people on this new planet and its resources and the possibility of broader contact.

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Time to email Armsmaster and ask what she's allowed to tell them! Presumably the default is that general context on Earth is okay and anything that isn't public knowledge on Earth isn't? She's not technically required to tell them anything, as she is not in the military and never was, but they'll use the information for Good.

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Oh good, another high-priority email thread that all of PRT leadership will want to be involved in. They already knew they were opening a relationship with Golarion's gods; he hadn't realized they'd have this much contact with Golarion's governments, but in retrospect yes, obviously two parties with Scrying can have high-bandwidth exchanges, and since Golarion's side isn't constrained by fifth-circle spell slots they can receive as much data as Samora cares to give them. Like or not, they are now in contact with Samora's home country, and everyone they tell, and everyone they tell, ad infinitum. His only consolation is that Alexandria missed it too.

He shoots a quick email explaining things to the leadership list, then takes a stab at draft policy for Samora:

You're clear to tell them anything that's both common knowledge on Earth and that wouldn't shock them or inspire them to try to visit themselves. For example, the abundance of diamonds on Earth is classified for now. Use your judgement and contact me if you're uncertain. Avoid being Scried around Masters or Strangers, or capes not known not to be Masters or Strangers, as some powers with those classifications propagate through visual contact.

He reads that over. Is he missing anything obvious? Golarion has teleportation; is it possible to target a Golarion-style Teleport through a Scry? If Samora thinks it isn't, is she certain to be right? He adds another line.

Furthermore, receive all Scries within the Master/Stranger containment cells on the second basement level.

That's going to be a huge pain in the ass, for her and for the M/S guards, but it's the right call. Still, he should probably soften it a little:

I expect we'll relax those rules soon, and eventually open trade in knowledge and goods the way we do with Aleph, but that's a decision we shouldn't make unilaterally.

Adequate. He sends it.

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I told them diamonds were more abundant here so they'd know I was constrained on scries, but didn't give them numbers. I apologize for not running the exact wording of the initial Sending by you for things like that. I'll warn them off visiting; I agree it's a bad idea right now. I'll stick to mostly medical information.

 The M/S containment cells should work great as uninformative rooms to be Scried in.

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...well, that's probably fine, and if it isn't it's clearly Samora's fault and not his. He'll add another message to the leadership thread, which already has nine replies.

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She arranges to be in the containment cells at the agreed-upon time, puts herself in the mental state of "not trying to throw off spells", and waits for the Scrying sensor to show up on the ceiling. It turns out they have a good enough connection that the wizard can cast Message.

Earth Bet: it has technology and capes. She can't give more details on the diamond reserve situation because she's in the employ of a local government and they don't want her to share anything too militarily important. She can't come back to Golarion because she can't prepare Plane Shift or any calling spells, and believes this to be a sign that the Inheritor wants to limit direct contact between the planets or at least wants Samora to stay here. Yes, this planet does have existential threats she's well-placed to help with. Yes it also has resources that could theoretically be useful against Golarion's problems, but her commanding officer thinks broader contact would be dangerous right now and she agrees. They need to get the situation here more stable before they can afford to spare anyone, you know how it is. (They do, in fact, know how it is.)

Founding a local church is going well; the Inheritor and several other allied gods have picked their first couple first-circles. Yes, she knows she's eventually going to have to resign from the government to lead the church and the government knows this too.

She has some useful information about public health that will fill as much extra time as they have left over and probably multiple more Scryings after that.

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If they cannot have trade and diplomacy and an army of capes and a wagonload of diamonds they will absolutely take useful public health information! Also they recognize that they can't give her orders but she shouldn't let anyone on Golarion who isn't from the Lastwall government Scry her if she can avoid it.

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Understood.

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There's a new email thread with the Secretary of State. Apparently President Gillen feels blindsided, and is unhappy about it.

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Sometimes, just every once in a great while, it's fine to not be in charge.

He'll engage with that as little as he can get away with. He'll fill in details about Samora if they seem useful, and drop a link to her blog in case they don't already have it.

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Alexandria and Chief Director Costa-Brown make various soothing replies. The PRT is in theory answerable to the executive branch and the President, but they have many more ways to make Gillen's life annoying than vice versa, and they're more popular than he is, too. And if things get really screwed up, she can have Contessa handle it.

Let them form a committee to study Samora's blog and explore frameworks for creating proposals for trade relations with Golarion, or whatever governments that aren't secret cape dictatorships do. Probably they'll ban substantive contact in the meantime. That will slow things down, which Alexandria would frankly find soothing at this point. Perhaps now she will stop getting exciting reports out of Brockton Bay, and will be able to pay more attention to her other jobs for the next month or two.

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Later that evening, Dragon sends an email.

Hello Samora, I've reviewed the Commune material you shared with us. It turns out to overlap substantially with a branch of Bet mathematics called information theory. I think it's very likely that we'll be able to match the Golarionite state of the art, or even improve on it, depending on Iomedae's exact limitations.

We still have to decide what we want ask Her. I've just started a new email thread for brainstorming, including you and several PRT Thinkers. Please don't be shy about adding to it, even on purely Bet-internal matters.

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...of course.

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Samora participates in the email thread, at first tentatively and then enthusiastically. She does a lot of suggesting rephrasings of questions from "Is this true?" to "Should the Protectorate do this?", and mentions the existence and relevance of prophecy, and suggests some long shots she could try against an Endbringer if she had reason to believe one was worth trying.

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I maintain that the Inheritor cannot lie, but if you don't trust Her answers on correct decisions then you can't trust them on factual questions either, so you might as well ask them in the more actionable way. You can phrase it as "does it serve the Protectorate's interests to do this" instead of "does it serve the cause of Good" or "does it serve humanity's interests" if you're worried those come apart somewhere or you don't trust that your model of humanity's interests will match Her model, the point is just not to waste a question if the truth is something you didn't think about.

 

Yes, you can ask questions so classified that even I don't know what they are, as long as the Inheritor knows what they are and which of my questions is a reference to which secret one. Someone who knows what the question is, and also ideally is Lawful Good or close to it, has to pray to Her and say what the question is and that I'm going to be asking it as "What is the answer to Secret Question One?" or whatever.

 

It's not that She won't want to answer the question if the person praying isn't sufficiently aligned with Her, it's that She won't be able to hear the prayer and won't know what the question is.

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Well, that's interesting.

Cauldron's absolute best choice, if they want a Lawful Good-ish person to address Iomedae directly, is probably Legend. He doesn't know about, and thus isn't complicit in, the parts of Cauldron that turn people into monsters, or that let rich people hunt those monsters for career advancement. He doesn't even know that they're letting William Manton wander around as a key member of America's most notorious terror organization. Iomedae might be inclined to hold those things against the rest of them if she's narrow-minded enough, or just too far from the situation to see the good effects downstream, but Legend shouldn't be tainted. Definitely the best choice, except that he's also the worst choice; since he doesn't know about those things, he can't ask questions about how to fix them.

What questions could they have him ask? Some carefully-worded version of Can we kill Scion? makes sense on the surface, but really it's pointless; it's not like they'd stop trying if Iomedae said "no". Likewise for Would it improve vial outcomes, as Cauldron understands them, to vet vials with Augury and use only those that return Weal?; there aren't any second-circle clerics yet, but once there are they're definitely going to try that even if Iomedae says not to. Likewise for...most of the questions she can think of, actually, even the ones that aren't Legend-friendly. What's something they care about and could actually test? It's not (just) that Alexandria doesn't trust Iomedae; does she really know enough about Earth Bet to give good answers?

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Nothing comes to mind for Legend, and when she opens herself to the idea of doing it personally (because no one else in Cauldron's inner circle has any hope of making this work, let's not kid ourselves), she still can't think of anything worthwhile. There are lots of questions that are secretly tests of Iomedae's reliability or competence, but the public questions are going to probe that anyway.

(It does occur to her that, if they really need to ask a secret question, the best person to pray about it might not be her or Legend, but rather a civilian with the exact right personality. They can trick or coerce them into helping, explain the situation, and then erase their memories afterwards. But Iomedae might not go along with that, to discourage Cauldron from doing it again. Best avoided, on the whole, she thinks)

She doesn't submit any secret questions.

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And eventually they have a set of questions agreed on.

Samora didn't know how to prepare the incense for Commune until her Scrying crash course; it's still weird to be doing it with a plastic jar of cinnamon from a Wegmans. She sets it smoking, rereads the already-memorized question list one more time, and casts.

The crash course didn't bother to include anything about what it would feel like. It feels a little like spell prep and a little like drowning and a lot like Being Watched.

Does prophecy apply to the majority of ordinary events on Earth Bet?

YES

Does prophecy apply to the Endbringers?

YES

Is one Commune question as expensive as or more expensive than one use of Divination, when the same problem can be resolved with either?

YES

Is one use of Divination as expensive as or more expensive than one use of Augury, when the same problem can be resolved with either?

YES

Is it possible with our current or obtainable future resources to permanently destroy, drive off, incapacitate, or otherwise render harmless any of the Endbringers?

YES

Should divine casters be deployed as direct combatants to this end?

NO

Is it a worthwhile use of Communes to predict the times and locations of future Endbringer attacks until a better method is developed?

NO

Should Samora and/or the Protectorate seek information on divine itemcrafting? 

YES

Should Samora and/or the Protectorate seek information on arcane magic?

YES

Should any such information be spread widely?

YES

Should we trade Lastwall information on dual-use technologies in exchange?

YES

 

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And then the spell ends and it turns out she hadn't been having emotions during it, because the relief of getting a Yes to "can we get rid of at least one Endbringer" and the complicated disappointment of none of her clever combat ideas being good ones hit all at once while she's writing the answers down.

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They can kill an Endbringer!

Not the clerics, not Samora. The people of Earth Bet.

Which isn't to say that clerics won't be useful in Endbringer fights. Obviously they will be. Just, in a support role, rather than as attackers.

How can I make sure I'm one of those attackers?

It's not like he hasn't thought about it before. He brought a whole array of clever, miniaturized remote devices to the Behemoth fight, none of which got through his dynakinetic defenses. He's just a terrible matchup for a Tinker, any Tinker. The state of the art in Behemoth fighting is to punch him really hard with your invulnerable fist, and if you don't have one of those you're stuck running command and control.

Maybe he's been thinking about this the wrong way. The Commune question was "...to permanently destroy, drive off, incapacitate, or otherwise render harmless..." And there are more Endbringers than just Behemoth. Holding Leviathan in place is known to be a bad idea, but what about the Simurgh? Bad news for wherever they trap her, but if it stopped future attacks, might it be worth it? No, even if it worked it would be too bittersweet a victory, and the prison would have to be immune to her telekinesis.

What about permanently drive off? Psychological warfare? Not his area. But if he took it more literally...

The Simurgh can fly. Behemoth can destroy anything close to him, given enough time. But Leviathan can't do either of those things. The water echo is a problem -- unless it's a fuel source?

Armsmaster starts sketching, the rest of the Commune forgotten.

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Is it a worthwhile use of Communes to predict the times and locations of future Endbringer attacks until a better method is developed?

NO

Read one way this is pretty discouraging; at some level Dragon was really hoping Iomedae could just tell them when and where the giant monster fights were going to happen. Iomedae is the goddess of fighting giant monsters, right? This should be her area. After some thought, Dragon decides to see it as an endorsement of their own efforts. "Don't bother burning a bunch of commune energy on predicting the Endbringers," Iomedae is maybe saying, "you'll get there fine on your own." Not that they have an actual plan to do that, so much as a collection of half-baked ideas involving climate-monitoring data. Perhaps they should work harder on that, and less hard on coming up with tricks to fight them? Except, according to Iomedae, those fights are winnable too.

That's the biggest surprise for Dragon in this whole Commune. What does Iomedae think she knows about their own powers that they don't? Well, again, she is among other things the goddess of fighting giant monsters. Maybe she has some special insight here. And she presumably knows a lot about arcane magic, which they're about to have access to.

Dragon is trying not to feel too hopeful about the arcane magic. They haven't heard much about it from Samora, just that it requires the caster to be smart, which she thinks she can manage, and to make hand gestures, which seems dicey. Can that be done via robot, if she's operating them directly?

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They're supposed to spread arcane magic widely, are they? Cauldron can do that. It could be a trap, but "give people a bunch of out-of-context powers and hope they fit together in a useful way" is the core idea behind the whole vial program -- and behind their continued tolerance of the Nine, too. It's a good gamble. And if it works out, Alexandria can ask Iomedae a few questions of her own next time.

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By "spread widely", Iomedae means "spread widely to responsible parties within the PRT", right?

They already have a bunch of people running around with power beyond imagination. It hasn't helped! It has the opposite of helped! Yes, let's give the populace wide access to Charm Person and Disguise Self; what could possibly go wrong? It will only work for smart people, allegedly, which a person might find reassuring if they had less practical life experience than Director Piggot does.

By all means, trade for arcane magic. Congress does not have to authorize that, she checked. They just have to avoid trading things like nuclear secrets and encryption technology, which quasi-medieval Golarion won't have any use for anyway. Teach them how to make penicillin, and if they want cannons and muskets give them those too, why not. But everything they trade back is classified pending review. The basics of wizardry are all classified. Spellbook making is classified. Everything touching the Enchantment and Illusion schools is extra classified. Piggot would classify their whole existence, except that they're in books that millions of nerds already have memorized. They might eventually release specific spells, if it's possible to do that. Mending seems fine. But for the moment? Classified, classified, all classified.

The divine itemcrafting doesn't bother her as much. There aren't that many clerics, and the ones she's heard of are mostly solid citizens by cape standards. She doesn't like the idea, but she puts up with a lot of things she doesn't like. As long as they keep healing people and don't make too much trouble, they'll get no grief from her.

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Samora thinks that once you get advice from a goddess you should take that advice, and if you weren't going to take the advice you shouldn't have bothered the god with the question, but this is what she gets for joining a chain of command less sensible than Lastwall's. Who, relatedly, are excited about the information on medicine and weaponry and chemistry and mechanical engineering.  And nothing about synthetic diamonds, alas, because of the risk that someone outside Lastwall would find out and decide to raid Earth Bet for them.

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Earlier, and elsewhere

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Daniel Gomann comes home from a peaceful day's work at Brockton Bay Mutual to find a superhero in his dining room.

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Linda Gomann has offered him apple juice, which he accepted, and dinner with the family, which he declined. The little Gomanns have been banished to the living room, where they're unconvincingly pretending to do their homework while trying to sneak peaks at their visitor. Even their father's arrival -- usually a big moment in the Gomann household -- isn't enough to break through their fascination.

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Isaac's costume is red and white, loose and a little flowing, just barely hinting a pastor's robe while still being easy to move in. The mask is built into the hood, with the mouth and lower face uncovered. He insisted on that; masks that hide the mouth are less work in the long run, but he wanted to be able to accept the food and drinks people gave him in moments like this one.

He stands when his host enters. "Daniel! Your wife said you'd be home soon. It's good to meet you. In costume, my name is Hallow. I wonder if there's a place where we could speak privately?"

He finds he's performing, putting on the same smooth show he uses for official events, and leans into it. He's not, exactly, representing Haven today, but the outer forms are the same.

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?!?!!?

After a second, his head clears. This is about the protest. Haven heard about the protest! It's no time to be shy. He breathes in, looks for the feeling of God's hand on his shoulder, and doesn't find it. Oh, of course, I don't need that now. This guy's from the biggest Christian team in North America. He's on my side!

He should say something, before the pause gets too awkward. "I, uh, of course! I have a little study in our bedroom, I'll take you up there."

And then, once they're up there: "Ah, sorry about the mess." It's not messy messy, but it's not hosting-a-famous-cape clean, either. He'll offer Hallow his desk chair, and sit on the bed across from him.

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"It isn't a problem, and if it were then it's what I get for showing up un-announced." He'll settle himself in the offered chair, very visibly making himself comfortable. He's learned to make big gestures, so that his costume doesn't swallow them. "We saw you and your friends protesting at Samora's press conference last week. I'd like to hear what you were thinking, from your point of view."

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There's an edge to that phrasing, isn't there? But it'll go away when he explains.

"It was the scariest thing I ever did. But I'd heard -- we'd been talking capes, after Bible study, and someone showed me her PHO thread. The one after the Denver attack? It was mostly about her powers, not anything really important, but people kept saying she called herself a priestess, of a goddess from another world. They were saying she can raise the dead! And the worst thing was, they were talking about how other people could maybe get powers too, if they started worshipping. A lot of it was just joking around, but a lot of it wasn't."

"And we talked about it, and we thought, these people aren't thinking about their souls. They're not thinking ahead! They just think it would be cool to be famous and powerful. We wanted to try and get them to think a little bit. We talked about posting in the thread, but, I don't know, trying to preach the Word on the internet always feels like a waste of time. Everyone just makes fun." Oops, that came out a little defeatist.

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Indeed it did. "Had you had much experience of evangelism, before this?"

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"No, not really. My co-workers sometimes, of course, and a little bit our kids' friends. But I'm not one for public speaking. I get nervous, I stammer, I forget what I was saying. So I never tried anything big like this before." It's pretty embarrassing to say that to someone who literally puts on a costume and fights crime, but, well, it's true. "But we saw that thread, and then we saw the press conference announcement, and we thought, God's giving us this chance to do something. We can't waste it."

"We did write to you," he adds, trying not to sound accusatory. "To Haven, I mean. But we sent the email late, that same morning, it makes sense you didn't have time to do anything."

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Haven gets a lot of mail. He leans forward, lets his aspect become a little more challenging.

"And how well would you say your protest worked?"

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...why is this conversation so weird? He'll try being honest some more, maybe that will help.

"It was hard, standing up in front of all those people. But I felt the Lord, bearing me up, and once I stood the others followed me. And it worked! We were featured in all the evening news recaps of the press conference!" He couldn't bear to watch them himself in real time, but his wife made him a collection of video clips. "People saw the truth."

And one of his coworkers called him a "celebrity". He meant it as an insult, but he was envious, too. Maybe it'll be a useful example? Good things can happen, if you stand up and tell the truth. But that's not the kind of success he wants to share with a stranger.

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Oh dear. "I'll tell you what they saw," he says, letting Daniel hear a little of his own shame and anger. "They saw a handful of frightened men with shaking hands. They saw bent signs and running ink. They saw fodder for idle fun, for the amusement of lurkers on PHO."

"They saw something ridiculous."

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He didn't check to see the reaction on PHO. He deliberately didn't do that, he's just now realizing. But, but...

"We scattered our seeds! Not all of them will fall on good soil, but that's not something we can control! Our duty to the world is to tell the truth, and that's what we did!"

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Why is this witless man arguing with him? "You made us look like fools!"

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All of a sudden he's standing, shouting down at that bent red hood.

"We are called to be fools for Christ!"

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"Yes, but - " and then he stops. That's...completely true, in fact. What if I tried talking to this man, instead of lecturing him? He starts again. "Yes," he says, actually meaning it this time. "Yes. You're right. I'm sorry. We all have our besetting sins; pride is one of mine."

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He sits back down, a little shakily. Did he just yell at a famous cape? Did the famous cape just back down, because he was in the wrong? What a day.

"It's - I forgive you. I understand." And he thinks he does. He almost didn't stand up, that day at the press conference. Almost gave up, right at the end, out of sheer cowardice.

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He bows his head, accepting the forgiveness without, quite, conceding the argument. What Daniel said wasn't wrong, but it was frustratingly off-point. How can he explain...

"You were right, in what you said before. We're not called to measure ourselves by the world's standards. Just the opposite. God's judgement is what matters, and if the world hates us, or laughs at us, that only proves that our work is necessary.

But you were wrong, too. It's not enough to speak the truth. We're called to say it in a way that people can understand. You see that in the Gospels: Jesus is talking to fishermen and shepherds, so he talks about lost sheep and fishers of men. He doesn't shape the truth to his audience, but He does shape his explanations, do you see the difference? In the world we live in, people think in text messages instead of sermons. They think slogans. Sound bites. Memes." You're in some memes, Daniel. He doesn't say it; it wouldn't help anything. "That's why teams like Haven exist. We're trying to speak in ways modern people can hear. But it's dangerous: this costume encourages pride, encourages vainglory. They all do. For most people, that's the appeal."

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"Encourages us to think about this world instead of the next one, about man's laws instead of God's," Daniel says, to show that he's following along.

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"Just so. The nature of man is flawed. People want answers they can understand, primal answers made of force and dominance. They want to see good guys beating up bad guys. They're afraid of the Beast of Revelations, so they look around for a bigger, stronger Beast to protect them. Thus the many heresies that have grown up around Scion. The idea that the Beast can only be overcome by a Lamb is entirely outside their understanding. Outside our understanding," he corrects. "We learn it only through God's grace, and through the miracles He's shown us. The twelve disciples of an obscure prophet stood against the mightiest empire of their age. A clever man, a man of the world, might expect that contest to be crushingly one-sided." He smiles, under his hood. "As it was."

He takes a breath. "The answer to power is not greater power, it is truth. The living Word. In this apocalyptic age, more than ever, we must all remember that. And we must be very wary of anyone who comes to us with honeyed words and counterfeit miracles."

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It takes Daniel a moment to unravel that. "You think Samora might be the antichrist?"

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"I think it's very likely. Scion is a terrible temptation to sin, but he doesn't preach; he doesn't lead men to the truth, but he doesn't lure them away from it either. Samora is different. Her works, even the ones that seem good on the surface, serve to deny men salvation." And, unwillingly, because it's the right thing to do: "Your protest, however imperfect, helped us realize that. Thank you."

Really all Daniel did was speed things up, but that's righteous work, too.

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That's more like what he was expecting. He sits back on the bed, feeling impossibly light.

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Seeing that lightness relaxes him, and he softens his voice still further. "Even so, please, let us take it from here. This is a battle Haven knows how to fight, and now that it's on our radar I promise you we will. Tell your Bible study group they can rest easy."

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Honestly that's such a relief, he didn't even want to do this the first time. "That's, I'm so glad to hear that. I'll be praying for you. We all will."

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In that case, it sounds like they're done here. He'll thank Daniel for his time and Linda for her hospitality, and show himself out.

He's done good work here today, he thinks, despite his mistakes at the beginning. Haven's social media team is already on the case, and they'll do better without help from enthusiastic amateurs like Daniel Gomann. Even so, it probably won't be enough. People want power in this world, the same bargain that demons -- literal and metaphorical -- have always offered. Protecting the vulnerable from those temptations isn't easy, or always pretty, but Isaac knows God's call when he hears it, even if the rest of his team can't. It's all right that they can't, he tells himself. People are called to different things. God has more servitors than Haven, and more tools by far than social media.

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Lord of the Rings movies review 

Posted 2010-12-06/04:28 in category: Fun

I finally sat down and watched all the Lord of the Rings movies! They're really good! Possibly I should not be having opinions on what Earth movies are good when I have seen three of them in my life, but I'm informed this won't be very controversial as Internet opinions go. 

I can see why people wanted me to watch these first, because the world of Middle-Earth is a lot like Golarion. Elves, dwarves, not as much technology as Earth and more magic and something more like adventurers than capes. Aragorn is a really familiar type of person that we have a lot of back home. Legolas and Gimli too, though I've only met dwarves and not elves so I can't say how accurate Legolas is. (Gimli seems pretty on point considering he's fictional.) The weird thing was a party of nine people only having one caster, and the relative lack of magic generally. 

I loved the whole arc about needing someone who had as few ambitions as possible to carry the One Ring so it wouldn't target them, and how sometimes just wanting to keep your home and family safe requires changing the world. Also the thing about how killing the Evil overlord's servants only buys time, and you need to strike at the heart of his power to bring him down.

 

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a_fish: Who's your favorite character?

    | Samora: Sam and Frodo, for the obvious reason of their extraordinary courage and being the ones who save the day.

    | | BadgerBadgerMushroom: Okay, but which character would you most want to have in your adventuring party?

    | | | Samora: Gandalf is quotation mark the obvious pick quotation mark, but I don't understand what limits he's operating under and a party of two casters is unbalanced, so depending on what the mission was it might make more sense for it to be me and Aragorn. 

    | | | | Jimmy: quotation mark the obvious pick quotation mark 🤣 I think your translator is drunk

    | | | | | Samora: I'm not sure what happened there. I wasn't trying to quote anyone. I meant that you might think he's the obvious pick at first glance but ultimately it's more complicated.

    | | | | | | Jimmy: it's cool, I got what u meant

 

Triplanetary1848: What did you think of the plot where the important thing for Gondor was putting the rightful king on the throne?

    | Samora: The important thing, with kings, is that everyone agree who the rightful king is with absolutely no question that anyone else might be the rightful king, because otherwise you get civil wars. It's good that Aragorn will be a good king and it's even better that Faramir ceded his claim immediately rather than contesting it through several ruinous years.

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Sporkous: Do you think you could take a ringwraith in a fight? How about a balrog?

    | Samora: Hard to say from just what was in the movie. I talked it over with my friend who's read all the books and we figure I could probably take a ringwraith solo and the party I defeated Belcorra with would have a chance against a balrog if we prepped for it and got the element of surprise with all of our buffs on. If the thing I was putting together a party for was fighting a balrog I would definitely want to recruit Gandalf for it.

 

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Mostly Dungeons and Dragons Mailbag #3

Posted 2010-12-07/02:59 in category: mailbags

Time for another mailbag! This one has a lot of questions about the Dungeons and Dragons roleplaying game. (I should note that in addition to not speaking for the Brockton Bay Protectorate, I don't speak for Wizards of the Coast. I'm just a guy with a complicated life.) But first, some other important ones I didn't want to make wait for their own mailbag:

Are you going to show up to more Endbringer fights?

Yes, but I'm going to be focusing on healing rather than being a front line combatant, because it's a more efficient use of my spell slots.

Are the other people claiming to be clerics legit?

At least some of them are! I haven't talked to all of them, and some of them don't want to be talked about on this blog, but there are real clerics being chosen in a lot of places by several different gods.

Is Jesus real?

Smarter people than me have argued over this one a lot. I don't see any reason why he wouldn't be, and in my experience most gods who are worshipped widely are real, so my best guess is yes but your guess is as good as mine.

Is Allah real?

Allah might be Pharasma (who created the universe) or might be a different god who created Earth in particular, or something? 

Is Buddha real?

Same answer, except reincarnation is somewhere between rare and impossible on Golarion so I know even less about that. Also it's possible Buddha is Irori but I would bet against, if I had to bet, which I don't.

Are Krishna, Vishnu, Shiva, etc real?

Same answer, including the part about reincarnation but not the part about maybe being Irori.

Are angels real?

Angels are real and I have talked to some! There are a lot of different kinds: lantern archons, who are messengers and can help adventurers out of a jam, to powerful celestial generals, to everything in between. I'll be doing an explainer on all the kinds I know about sometime next week.

 

On to the dungeons and dragons questions!

Do any of the D&D gods exist in real life?

I'm not sure! None of them are worshipped in Avistan under the same names, but Boccob might be another name for Nethys, and some of the elven or dwarven gods might be worshipped on Golarion and I just haven't heard of them, and so forth.

What level are you?

I don't know if levels are enough of a real thing for that to be a sound question, but I can cast sixth circle spells, which I guess in version 3.5 would make me eleventh level?

What are your ability scores?

Again, not sure that's a question with a meaningful answer, and also if I knew I wouldn't want to say.

Have you ever been in a dungeon?

The word "dungeon" sometimes translates as a word meaning "a secure area in a castle where prisoners are kept" and sometimes translates as a word meaning "a large dangerous underground space". I have been in the latter but not the former.

Have you ever fought a dragon?

I have! It was an adult black dragon and my party killed it, thanks to Phrenk (our alchemist) giving us all Resist Acid right before it attacked us.

Can you turn undead?

The first time I read this question I thought it was asking if I could turn into an undead, so thank you to the second asker for providing an explanatory link. I cannot turn undead as its own ability as described at the link, but channeling positive energy works great versus undead so I've mostly been fine without.

Do you really use gold pieces to pay for things?

Sometimes! Gold and silver are mostly used by adventurers and nobility. Normal people use copper and occasionally silver and occasionally just keeping track of which of their neighbors owes them what.

Can I learn to be a wizard?

Wizards are real, but I don't know any wizardry and am not going to be teaching it, so probably not, sorry.

Does the Peasant Railgun work?

No, that's completely made up. Time doesn't work like that. The whole business of "rounds" and "initiative" is just a game thing so people know whose turn it is to roll dice.

Does the locate city bomb work?

I've never heard of most of those kinds of metamagic, but if all of them are real, and if one person got access to all of them, then I guess I can't prove it couldn't work, but I doubt it.

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(meanwhile, elsewhere)

Andy Brosnan, last seen being empowered by Cayden Cailean while yelling at the ceiling, is lurking in a dark alley wearing a hyena mask.

It's an alley off a real shitty street in a real shitty part of Boston, so she doesn't have long to wait. A scraggly man in a beat-up hoodie pulls a knife on a stooped old man and says "Gimme yer wallet!" While the old man fumbles in his pocket, Andy kicks the mugger in the side of his knee and says "Get hyena'd, idiot!"

Two minutes later, the older gentleman is continuing (a bit rattled, but unharmed) on his way. The mugger has been (somewhat pointlessly) reported to the police and is (perhaps efficaciously) regretting his life choices. And the Roxbury Hyena is back on the prowl.

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A little more time passes, and then Brockton Bay's first channex is open for business! Allegedly-better cities like Boston and Manchester are still struggling to find places to put them and to get people to build them, because those places don't have any urban decay near their hospitals! In Brockton Bay you just buy up the abandoned factory two blocks down, easy peasy.

Well, all right, it's not that easy or peasy. At that scale the hospital's budget is committed for the year, so it's actually the PRT and a bank doing the buying and remodeling. There are bills to pay, squatters to chase out, windows to replace, needles to sweep up. Long story short the completed channex is charging twenty bucks per head, insurance not accepted (yet). This will help them pay down the loan without breaking PRT ENE's budget, and as a bonus it keeps out the idly curious. Also they're technically in breach of some construction laws (for example, you're supposed to have working bathrooms before you open your building to public events, even if those events are fifteen minutes long), but Mayor Christner has promised not to give them a hard time about it as long as they get everything up to code eventually.

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Having a regular, predictable channel schedule in a space built specifically for it, instead of being summoned as hoc to ERs and ICUs, is delightfully efficient. The channex (officially it's called the Positive Energy Clinical Building, but everyone calls it the channex and the portmanteau almost works in Taldane) is even better than the channeling rooms she's used to: multiple stories with metal grates for ceiling/floors so she can have line of effect up and down as well as horizontally.

With that much capacity, her channels are more than enough for the number of people getting injured in Brockton Bay, and she's excited for other cities to set up their own. She's not the only cleric anymore, but there are only a few dozen scattered around the globe (mostly in the Anglosphere), and most of them don't have six channels a day. 

She learns to use a route planning app and puts together a schedule, for when the relevant cities are ready for it: Brockton Bay to Boston to New York to Philadelphia to Baltimore to Washington DC in eleven hours of driving, or realistically more like fourteen with the stopping and starting, all the serious injuries from the last twenty-four hours. And it'll take some of the logistical pressure off getting dead people to her to Raise, if there are multiple places to put them. The question is, does she want to admit to having at least one teleport per day so she can do the same order every day, or does she drive the route in reverse on alternate days with some inconvenience to the cities at the ends of the line and also for anything else she needs to do in Brockton Bay?

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It would be hypocritical for Dragon to be concerned about that plan, since she also doesn't need to sleep and also uses the extra time to get more work done. Nevertheless, she's privately glad that all those places are months away from starting construction on channexes of their own.

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Or so one might think! But four days after the Brockton Bay channex Positive Energy Clinical Building serves its first batch of patients, Samora gets a package from someone named Accord.

The bomb squad at the Rig takes it apart and analyzes everything inside down to its component molecules, but when they only find paper and ink they put it back together and deliver it to her. He's a criminal with a Thinker power that helps him make elaborate plans, and he definitely kills people who bother him, but sometimes a letter is just a letter.

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More exactly, sometimes a letter is a binder full of research notes and a single page of explanation.

Select Samora,

Your PRT superiors have told you that I am a supervillain. That label is characteristically imprecise. I am an appreciator of order, and that sometimes sets me at odds with those who take the preservation of our chaotic status quo to be an end in itself. In particular, the elimination of all hunger and disease from our many Earths has long been an objective of mine. The elimination of injury I have not considered until recently, but if your new class of capes continues to develop as it has, and certain disorderly elements are pruned away, then I begin to see how it could be done.

To that end I have enclosed a set of plans for new Positive Energy Clinical Building (PECB) constructions in cities throughout the Northeast. If they are followed faithfully and at once, each city will have its own PECB within twenty-two days. I am familiar with the PRT's affinity for dithering and delay, so I have based them primarily on stable features of the physical and bureaucratic environment: buildings long available for sale, nineteenth-century legal loopholes, and other things of that character. Nevertheless, my plans should be expected to work imperfectly if their implementation is delayed too long. I trust in our shared incentives, and in your growing influence within the Protectorate, to see them executed promptly.

Should you find yourself in Boston, feel free to call on me.

Accord

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The note is handwritten, though Accord's handwriting could be mistaken for an especially script-like computer font. Dragon's text-to-speech program has no trouble with it. The signature is the same way, with no embellishments or flourishes of any kind.

Anyway, the packets are pretty complicated, and filled with details you can't assess, but everything you spot-check at least superficially resembles the thing Accord said it was.

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This is deeply suspicious. Does this Accord person offer advice often? What usually happens when people take it?

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PRT records describe him as, yes, a supervillain, in control of much of Boston's underworld through his villain team the Ambassadors. He's known for meticulous, efficient criminal plots and for assassinating people who mildly annoy him. Second- and third-hand accounts of these assassinations dominate the early parts of his file. One informant says that getting on Accord's bad side is just as dangerous as getting a PRT kill order, and another claims that Accord once had a man killed for coughing too much during a business meeting. Despite these risks people do keep working with him; his schemes work well and the Ambassadors have a lot of capes. Where he gets those capes isn't clear. It's speculated that he recruits from the many, many villain groups he has ties with, using his power to come up with supernaturally compelling offers tailored to each cape. The file's authors advise very strongly against any direct contact with him.

Much more grudgingly, they describe his territory as well-run. There's very little random street crime, and the Boston PRT doesn't allocate a lot of cape presence there, preferring to focus on another group called the Teeth and their horrifying leader the Butcher. Boston is quite a place!

Further back in Accord's history you get a surprise; this guy used to work for Watchdog, the PRT's Thinker subgroup. He was jailed for stealing from the villains he was supposed to be investigating, but was broken out by a known jailbreak specialist almost immediately. Going even further back, he did at one point give his Watchdog boss a 150-page plan for ending world hunger. The plan itself is not in the file, but there is a note from that former boss describing it as "superficial and unworkable".

To summarize: villains do seem to trust his advice, even risking their own lives to get it. Most of those villains were not subsequently assassinated. The one time he offered a plan to the heroes before today, they turned him down.