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Single Guard Seeks Thief…
...Wait, no, not that way.
Having been absent from his post for a couple of weeks or so, Felix is once again in Legion leathers and stationed outside the heavy rune-inscribed doors that mark ‘his’ portal. He’s sitting casually atop the desk draped with its red and black Imperial banner, turning something blue-white and glimmering over in his hand. A quill? A feather? Some sort of pin?
“How is it that when you want to find a particular sort of person, they’re nowhere to be found?” he asks, pushing his hood back. “Even when normally you’d be shaking them out of your pockets.”
Having been absent from his post for a couple of weeks or so, Felix is once again in Legion leathers and stationed outside the heavy rune-inscribed doors that mark ‘his’ portal. He’s sitting casually atop the desk draped with its red and black Imperial banner, turning something blue-white and glimmering over in his hand. A quill? A feather? Some sort of pin?
“How is it that when you want to find a particular sort of person, they’re nowhere to be found?” he asks, pushing his hood back. “Even when normally you’d be shaking them out of your pockets.”
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In turn he tries to imagine buried wires stretching across the length and breadth of Tamriel: it’s an astonishing image, still more if he considers the effort it would take to implement. And then manipulating the electricity, translating it into some sort of message… keeping the imps off the lines...
“Whether they’re your messages, to begin with. How big an electrical impulse would you need to cross those distances?”
Hey, you have to go mad before you can deliver to New Sheoth…
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*The apology is accepted, or brushed away, with a brief gesture; she knew going into this line of questioning that she wouldn't know everything.*
Not too terribly much. You generally only need enough power to cover the distance, and the modulations that transmit the message can be fairly slight.
*There's a question, right there: to bury the lines, and have them more protected but have to dig them up every time there's a break somewhere, or to put them up on poles, at the extra expense of thousands of poles, vulnerable to the whims of every asshole with a ladder, a sharp object, and an indifference to electrical harm.*
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Quandaries indeed. Below ground, there are goblins. Above ground, there are dragons. Likely neither could resist playing with the lines. (The future has come to Tamriel when the knights have to go retrieve their wi-fi from a dragon’s hoard.)
Felix considers this and says, “It sounds better to skip the physical connections completely. I mean, if we could.”
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*At least the Empire already knows how to deal with trolls.*
Reasonable. I'm going to guess your Facet's a few technological stages away from putting up satellites, but wireless line-of-sight relay towers are an option, or broadcasting. You'd need a way to power each site individually, either way.
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Enchanted banhammer, fifty points flame damage!
"We're good at finding power. What do you mean by 'broadcasting'? It sounds... like casting power with a wide spread?"
Does that banhammer also inflict a Silence effect?
*Not perfect, no. But he clearly isn't thrilled with the idea, either, so there's hope--and a beachhead.*
Broadcasting refers to one mode of wireless communication--with enough power, a single transmitter can cover a hundred-mile radius or more. If you run electricity through an antenna--usually an arrangement of long, thin pieces of metal--it emits some of the more benign kinds of invisible light that I discussed with Stratos. Other antennas within range interact with the light. Modulate the current on the transmitting antenna, and the receiving antennas will resonate; connect them to something that can translate those modulations into some other form, and you have long-distance, wireless communication.
A very permanent kind.
He has to concentrate to follow her explanation, but follow he does - the concept of long-distance resonance used for communication is an easy one for him. "Antennae?" He smiles a little. "How do you prepare them so they'll emit the light?"
He's still thinking in terms of mystic connections: it hasn't clicked that 'gives off light' might be something ordinary metal does.
By that logic, every weapon inflicts Silence. Paralysis, too.
Mostly it's just a matter of running the current through it. Working it into an appropriate shape can make for a more effective transmitter. Some alloys make more effective transmitters than others, too.
...Are you saying the blacksmith overcharged me?
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Huh. That's a good question. Naturally occurring electromagnetic noise can interrupt a signal. Is there electricity moving in these lightning weapons at all times, or only when they actually strike?
*Wheels are turning in her head.*
If enchanted weapons do give off radio waves, it could be possible to track them. Huh. Going to have to run some experiments on that.
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"When they strike, I think. The enchantment stores energy in potentia, and that's what you sense when examining it. So when someone used the weapon it would light up, right? Perhaps it would even work if you cast lightning at ordinary metal."
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Lightning does make some radio noise, it would make sense. Hmm, your people might have easier access to radio jamming than most.
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*She smirks.*
Ask him if he thinks instantaneous communication between cities is in the Empire's interest.
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