Only in small amounts, and it exhausted me when I did. Until recently of course - but for that time, I had to quell the condition by, ah. Feeding it. Magical items of sufficient power, that contained enough of the Weave to satiate the storm within.
Not exactly stronger. I would describe it as this: if left untreated, it would continue to consume my magic in its entirety until that supply is exhausted, at which point it would, erm. Destabilize. An outcome that should be avoided at all costs.
As I consume magic, it allows the condition to feed upon that magic instead before feeding on my own; leaving me able to cast. Though certainly not to the heights I had achieved before. I was ... much reduced. Consider it like taming an Owlbear. If you continue feeding it meat, it may delay eviscerating you in favor of the easier meal.
Taming it... though in your metaphor, if it's a starving owlbear then it's at its weakest, too. Perhaps still too strong for you to fight it off, but by nourishing it, what else are you doing?
[i'm not sure exandria even has owlbears i don't think they've ever shown up, too copyrighted?]
Delilah. She's very demanding. But, you see, she's also stuck. She can't go anywhere else, because they killed her body and all of her backups. So she can't push too hard. She needs me.
... I ask only out of personal curiosity, but was there something in particular this Delilah was doing that attracted so much attention required from heroes and such?
You know, I'm not entirely sure what the issue there was. Political squabbles, primarily. You know, Lord so and so wanted his castle back and he felt he had the stronger claim to the title...
Of course, I understand. Not untypical for wizards.
I've never much been into politics. In Waterdeep to become involved with the Mageocracy is to enter a world of intrigue and positioning and dealing and backstabbings that are all too literal and it all strikes me as a great deal of wasted time that one could use to be studying one's art instead. And then you'll be well-practiced to avoid the next assassination attempt.
[also summoning vecna but thats ok we don't have to talk about that part.]
We've been dealing a little too much with wizard intrigue of late. The ones I mentioned who want to kill all of the gods. That fellow is an old co-worker of D, and they weren't on the best of terms, either.
...She did do some awful things. I grew up in that town, I saw them first hand. But I don't think it seems like they had much to do with why she was killed. She was killed because the heroes of the realm were friends with the aforementioned noble who wanted his castle back.
[ there is A LOT happening in this comment and he doesn't quite know how to address it all at once, so. one thing at a time. ]
Have you spoken to anyone here who seems surprised magic exists at all? I can only imagine how peaceful and calm their worlds must be.
[ lol ]
I would find that often people's motivations for heroism are borne of a more selfish core desire. I admittedly care greatly about my current endeavour because of a desire to not turn into a Mind Flayer. But it doesn't necessarily make it the incorrect thing to want.
I'm sure there's something instead of magic that's terrible, but so much less fun!
[so no, disagree. but okay mind flayer aside, he does have a bit of a point.]
...I suppose. Some might call my little group of friends heroes of the realm these days. But I don't care much about the broader goals of the fight, so much as I really can't stand a few particular individuals on the other side of things. So nasty.
I think it's similar for most of us. I believe they all have good hearts, but they're more concerned with their own lives and needs. These people have hurt all of us, some of us more badly than others, and I think that drives us more than anything else. Maybe F.C.G. was different, in that respect - loftier goals. He made us all a bit better, in his way. But he's dead now.
[ it's not as if their little group is put together for any stronger reason than they all have a brain parasite that necessitates staying together or facing certain death. they do the things they do because they don't want to die more often than they do them for a greater cause, shamefully enough. ]
[a little uncomfortable, being made to think of it, pushed down from her knee jerk desire to disdain vox machina for things that aren't really their fault.]
The world was, undoubtedly, better off without the Briarwoods in it. And yet, in the process of cleaning up, there was no longer any place for me, either. It left me a little resentful, I suppose.
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[maybe Delilah has a similar condition. she's interested.]
So you couldn't use it at all?
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Did that make you stronger? What does it do?
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As I consume magic, it allows the condition to feed upon that magic instead before feeding on my own; leaving me able to cast. Though certainly not to the heights I had achieved before. I was ... much reduced. Consider it like taming an Owlbear. If you continue feeding it meat, it may delay eviscerating you in favor of the easier meal.
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Taming it... though in your metaphor, if it's a starving owlbear then it's at its weakest, too. Perhaps still too strong for you to fight it off, but by nourishing it, what else are you doing?
[i'm not sure exandria even has owlbears i don't think they've ever shown up, too copyrighted?]
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Well, they do say once you feed something, you'll never be rid of it.
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D loves a good magical item, too. She's always asking after them. So it's interesting to learn how it works.
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[ a joke to lighten the mood. ]
D is your mentor, then? The deceased wizard?
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Delilah. She's very demanding. But, you see, she's also stuck. She can't go anywhere else, because they killed her body and all of her backups. So she can't push too hard. She needs me.
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Who is they?
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Heroes of the realm, I suppose.
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... I ask only out of personal curiosity, but was there something in particular this Delilah was doing that attracted so much attention required from heroes and such?
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I've never much been into politics. In Waterdeep to become involved with the Mageocracy is to enter a world of intrigue and positioning and dealing and backstabbings that are all too literal and it all strikes me as a great deal of wasted time that one could use to be studying one's art instead. And then you'll be well-practiced to avoid the next assassination attempt.
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We've been dealing a little too much with wizard intrigue of late. The ones I mentioned who want to kill all of the gods. That fellow is an old co-worker of D, and they weren't on the best of terms, either.
...She did do some awful things. I grew up in that town, I saw them first hand. But I don't think it seems like they had much to do with why she was killed. She was killed because the heroes of the realm were friends with the aforementioned noble who wanted his castle back.
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Have you spoken to anyone here who seems surprised magic exists at all? I can only imagine how peaceful and calm their worlds must be.
[ lol ]
I would find that often people's motivations for heroism are borne of a more selfish core desire. I admittedly care greatly about my current endeavour because of a desire to not turn into a Mind Flayer. But it doesn't necessarily make it the incorrect thing to want.
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[so no, disagree. but okay mind flayer aside, he does have a bit of a point.]
...I suppose. Some might call my little group of friends heroes of the realm these days. But I don't care much about the broader goals of the fight, so much as I really can't stand a few particular individuals on the other side of things. So nasty.
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I think it's similar for most of us. I believe they all have good hearts, but they're more concerned with their own lives and needs. These people have hurt all of us, some of us more badly than others, and I think that drives us more than anything else. Maybe F.C.G. was different, in that respect - loftier goals. He made us all a bit better, in his way. But he's dead now.
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[ it's not as if their little group is put together for any stronger reason than they all have a brain parasite that necessitates staying together or facing certain death. they do the things they do because they don't want to die more often than they do them for a greater cause, shamefully enough. ]
I'm sorry about your friend.
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[a little uncomfortable, being made to think of it, pushed down from her knee jerk desire to disdain vox machina for things that aren't really their fault.]
The world was, undoubtedly, better off without the Briarwoods in it. And yet, in the process of cleaning up, there was no longer any place for me, either. It left me a little resentful, I suppose.