Set six years after season 6, Occupied Equestria presents an alternative history where the Changelings have conquered half of Equestria, while a former Equestrian colony - soured to Princess Twilight's notion of harmony with all creatures because of their encounters with griffins - Invaded and took the other half. In Baltimare and the Equestrian Southeast, the magic of friendship has weakened, as Communists, Changeling infiltrators, Fascists, gangs, and corrupt creepy politicians threaten the city. This role play is based in large part upon the Equestria at War mod for Hearts of Iron 4, and uses D&d 3.5e mechanics.
The long train ride to Bales is over, with Brie, Onyx, and Spark reaching their destination a little bruised but not dead or arrested. Before them lies a new and unfamiliar city and world, at the crossroads of Equestria's past and present, and also the Changeling Occupied Zone and East Equestria. In Baltimare, Dark Star prepares to set out on a mission to track down and arrest unfaithful and unreliable local law enforcement that have been leaking information to rebel forces. Silver may finally have a new toy he can use to clear the Catacombs of their undead presence. Iron, meanwhile, has drifted further into an temple in his search for a treasure sough by an archaeological expedition that was ambushed by bandits.
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>>101004
The train should be arriving in Bales Union Station shortly. The description of the scenery as entering is found >>100661 →. Note that that would be the view looking out the windows next to the corridors, to the west and to the left of the north-bound train. The view from the right side, or facing the east, would be different. There would be no power station, and no converging river. There would be a great sprawling rail yard, and many more single family homes, as well as town houses. These vary in evident age and style, though trending towards a more modern construction.
Brie has tried to deliver a number of weapons to Onyx and Spark, and he seems unsure about how to hide them
The train should be arriving in Bales Union Station shortly. The description of the scenery as entering is found >>100661 →. Note that that would be the view looking out the windows next to the corridors, to the west and to the left of the north-bound train. The view from the right side, or facing the east, would be different. There would be no power station, and no converging river. There would be a great sprawling rail yard, and many more single family homes, as well as town houses. These vary in evident age and style, though trending towards a more modern construction.
Brie has tried to deliver a number of weapons to Onyx and Spark, and he seems unsure about how to hide them
>>101005
I'm going to need Brie here to work out a way to hide them in character. Meanwhile, how is that wounded pony and the doctor doing?
I'm going to need Brie here to work out a way to hide them in character. Meanwhile, how is that wounded pony and the doctor doing?
>>101006
That scene would have concluded 6 or so hours before.
Needle pusher continue(d) cleaning wounds, and placing bandages over parts that bleed, as well as checking the ears for damage
That scene would have concluded 6 or so hours before.
Needle pusher continue(d) cleaning wounds, and placing bandages over parts that bleed, as well as checking the ears for damage
>>101000
Neat, new bread!
I hope this does not go poorly... With permit in hoof, Silver trots up to his Dusty acquaintance. "About that SMG..."
Neat, new bread!
I hope this does not go poorly... With permit in hoof, Silver trots up to his Dusty acquaintance. "About that SMG..."
>>101008
The pony is standing in the lobby, near one of the counters, and carefully sucking off the last little remnants of his cigarette. In the era of civilization's twilight, smoking so blatantly in such a public area would be strictly prohibited. But the weary war veteran, whose hind legs were entirely replaced by prosthetics, continued to calm his nerves with his Luna's Lucky Strikes.
"What about an SMG?" He asks, not changing his facial expression
The pony is standing in the lobby, near one of the counters, and carefully sucking off the last little remnants of his cigarette. In the era of civilization's twilight, smoking so blatantly in such a public area would be strictly prohibited. But the weary war veteran, whose hind legs were entirely replaced by prosthetics, continued to calm his nerves with his Luna's Lucky Strikes.
"What about an SMG?" He asks, not changing his facial expression
>>101010 (super checked)
Making sure that the permit is still within Dusty's vision, Silver shows him the Bits Gun. "I was curious about if you could help me with maintenance."
I'm coming up with a fanon timeline of historical events for Severyana. Am I taking this too seriously?
Making sure that the permit is still within Dusty's vision, Silver shows him the Bits Gun. "I was curious about if you could help me with maintenance."
I'm coming up with a fanon timeline of historical events for Severyana. Am I taking this too seriously?
>>101009 →
Ah, hell.
Iron can see deeper into the room, which also has a sort of oblong shape, evidently following the natural shape of the cavern. There is indeed something there: In the center, is what looks to be a sarcophagus, almost like what you'd see in Sonambula. It seems to be made of bronze, long tarnished, with some silver overlay on the top, which, together with layers of gold, form the figure of a mare (Hummingbird Feather was a Stallion). Still other figures adorn the room - golden vases, gilded armor, a classical sword, a golden idol upon a pedestal, and some other items.
>>101011
He comes closer to the permit and squints. It would hardly be surprising if he normally wears glasses when he reads
"Do you have it with you?"
Ah, hell.
Iron can see deeper into the room, which also has a sort of oblong shape, evidently following the natural shape of the cavern. There is indeed something there: In the center, is what looks to be a sarcophagus, almost like what you'd see in Sonambula. It seems to be made of bronze, long tarnished, with some silver overlay on the top, which, together with layers of gold, form the figure of a mare (Hummingbird Feather was a Stallion). Still other figures adorn the room - golden vases, gilded armor, a classical sword, a golden idol upon a pedestal, and some other items.
>>101011
He comes closer to the permit and squints. It would hardly be surprising if he normally wears glasses when he reads
"Do you have it with you?"
>>101013
He nods, silently
"Follow me"
He starts walking off, over to the right, through the door, then down a flight of stairs to the right into a wide, white tiled Hallway. He motion to open a couple wide doors with widows that have been boarded up
He nods, silently
"Follow me"
He starts walking off, over to the right, through the door, then down a flight of stairs to the right into a wide, white tiled Hallway. He motion to open a couple wide doors with widows that have been boarded up
>>101014
Strange... Unless they're locked or require more than basic effort to open, Silver presumably opens the doors.
Strange... Unless they're locked or require more than basic effort to open, Silver presumably opens the doors.
>>101015
They open fairly easily. The doors themselves, on the other side, have a thick coating of drywall or some other substance over them that has been caked on top of thinner doors. The room is massive, and in its center is a large swimming pool. Not quite olympic sized, but large. It has been drained, and near the bottom at the back are a large number of sandbags stacked high and thick, with sand spilling out and covering part of the floor of the rear of the pool in a small incline. Stapled onto a few sandbags, above the sand incline, are a pair of bullseye targets, one in a basic circular shape, another in the shape of a pony standing upright and facing forward. Above the rear of the pool are a few more stacked sandbags. In front of the drained pool are a couple tables by the wall. The walls of the room in places are caked with the white insulation-like substance, but in most areas are clear. The walls beneath are painted with scenes of the shores of Baltimare harbor on one side, and of the approaches to Dragon Isle on the other
"Alright. What do you need?"
They open fairly easily. The doors themselves, on the other side, have a thick coating of drywall or some other substance over them that has been caked on top of thinner doors. The room is massive, and in its center is a large swimming pool. Not quite olympic sized, but large. It has been drained, and near the bottom at the back are a large number of sandbags stacked high and thick, with sand spilling out and covering part of the floor of the rear of the pool in a small incline. Stapled onto a few sandbags, above the sand incline, are a pair of bullseye targets, one in a basic circular shape, another in the shape of a pony standing upright and facing forward. Above the rear of the pool are a few more stacked sandbags. In front of the drained pool are a couple tables by the wall. The walls of the room in places are caked with the white insulation-like substance, but in most areas are clear. The walls beneath are painted with scenes of the shores of Baltimare harbor on one side, and of the approaches to Dragon Isle on the other
"Alright. What do you need?"
>>101016
That is...interesting mural...they really did number on this room. "Some help with maintenance, as I said. Ammunition would help, if it can be purchased or otherwise provided. And now that I look at this improvised range, some time to practice would also be appreciated."
That is...interesting mural...they really did number on this room. "Some help with maintenance, as I said. Ammunition would help, if it can be purchased or otherwise provided. And now that I look at this improvised range, some time to practice would also be appreciated."
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>>101019
He holds the gun and looks at it
"Bits gun, model year 1010, looks like a more basic model"
He pulls the long, box magazine off the top of the weapon after pressing a button on the side. The mechanism works well enough. He pulls the bolt back and lets it fly forward, which it does not seem to do cleanly. Then, he pulls a part of the back, and with that the entire rear section of the gun comes apart, and he starts to inspect the bolt.
"Looks like the bolt may have some rust"
He goes to the back of the room and removes the spring, then looking through a small box in the back, pulls out another. Then he pours some lubricating oil on the bolt and starts to clean it with a basic cloth. He takes some pipe cleaner and starts working the same lubricant on the barrel of the gun as well
"The thing about the Bits gun is that it is designed to be used in poor conditions. Jungle, heat, moisture… it will stand up to conditions that would destroy lesser guns…"
He places the bolt back into the rear assembly, then places the barrel back in, making the gun one piece.
"They don't need much love to be made whole."
He pulls the bolt back and lets it fly forward, which it does with a satisfying "clack clack"
He holds the gun and looks at it
"Bits gun, model year 1010, looks like a more basic model"
He pulls the long, box magazine off the top of the weapon after pressing a button on the side. The mechanism works well enough. He pulls the bolt back and lets it fly forward, which it does not seem to do cleanly. Then, he pulls a part of the back, and with that the entire rear section of the gun comes apart, and he starts to inspect the bolt.
"Looks like the bolt may have some rust"
He goes to the back of the room and removes the spring, then looking through a small box in the back, pulls out another. Then he pours some lubricating oil on the bolt and starts to clean it with a basic cloth. He takes some pipe cleaner and starts working the same lubricant on the barrel of the gun as well
"The thing about the Bits gun is that it is designed to be used in poor conditions. Jungle, heat, moisture… it will stand up to conditions that would destroy lesser guns…"
He places the bolt back into the rear assembly, then places the barrel back in, making the gun one piece.
"They don't need much love to be made whole."
He pulls the bolt back and lets it fly forward, which it does with a satisfying "clack clack"
>>101021
Silver definitely keeps track of the process. It's extraordinarily handy to know how to take a weapon apart and put it back in one piece like that. It's also handy to know a little bit about this particular model of firearm, when he knows only the bare basics about it. "You can certainly tell you have experience handling this type of firearm."
Silver definitely keeps track of the process. It's extraordinarily handy to know how to take a weapon apart and put it back in one piece like that. It's also handy to know a little bit about this particular model of firearm, when he knows only the bare basics about it. "You can certainly tell you have experience handling this type of firearm."
>>101022
"I carried one myself in the later years... We first got them round-about the Hellsword campaign... But it was in the Jungles of the South East they make the difference"
Also, a correction, he twists the barrel after pulling up a pin in the front of the gun to remove it, and pulls up the pin and twists the barrel to put it back in place
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_5kW4sKd-sQ
"I carried one myself in the later years... We first got them round-about the Hellsword campaign... But it was in the Jungles of the South East they make the difference"
Also, a correction, he twists the barrel after pulling up a pin in the front of the gun to remove it, and pulls up the pin and twists the barrel to put it back in place
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_5kW4sKd-sQ
>>101023
"In those conditions, compared to our more general-purpose Limestone submachineguns? It would not surprise me." Silver takes the SMG, feeling it both in his hooves and in his magic, looking down the sights and getting used to the weapon. "Feels nice. So, about ammunition..."
"In those conditions, compared to our more general-purpose Limestone submachineguns? It would not surprise me." Silver takes the SMG, feeling it both in his hooves and in his magic, looking down the sights and getting used to the weapon. "Feels nice. So, about ammunition..."
>>101024
Sights are on the left side of the weapon, as the magazine is along the top. Exactly how you are supposed to hold a gun with hooves long troubled Equestrian military planners, who envisioned vast conscripted armies of not-unicorns carrying mundane weapons. The solution they came upon was to have weapons fired in the prone position, which inspired the side-feeding magazines of the Equestrian Army, and the top feeding gun of New Mareland.
He limps over to the table again, and pulls out a long magazine
“33 rounds, but the spring doesn’t work well if it’s loaded all the way. 30 rounds.”
>>101025
Is it the bat?!
Sights are on the left side of the weapon, as the magazine is along the top. Exactly how you are supposed to hold a gun with hooves long troubled Equestrian military planners, who envisioned vast conscripted armies of not-unicorns carrying mundane weapons. The solution they came upon was to have weapons fired in the prone position, which inspired the side-feeding magazines of the Equestrian Army, and the top feeding gun of New Mareland.
He limps over to the table again, and pulls out a long magazine
“33 rounds, but the spring doesn’t work well if it’s loaded all the way. 30 rounds.”
>>101025
Is it the bat?!
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>>101033
“9 millimeter. Same as a pistol. We can sell you loaded magazines for maybe 10 bits per box magazine.
“9 millimeter. Same as a pistol. We can sell you loaded magazines for maybe 10 bits per box magazine.
>>101037
Brie looks down at himself, in a fine suit with a frilly cloak, and then at the Lings, also in fine suits and neat cloaks.
"I got nothing."
Brie looks down at himself, in a fine suit with a frilly cloak, and then at the Lings, also in fine suits and neat cloaks.
"I got nothing."
>>101036
9mm? As pistol round? I suppose they must not use Colts in New Mareland. It takes Silver a couple seconds to decide how many he needs. He decides to pull out 110 Bits-worth of notes. "11, if you please."
9mm? As pistol round? I suppose they must not use Colts in New Mareland. It takes Silver a couple seconds to decide how many he needs. He decides to pull out 110 Bits-worth of notes. "11, if you please."
>>101041
It'll be a bit of a hinderance, should he come into contact with a large number of ghasts, but... "I will probably need couple boxes of bullets, but alright."
It'll be a bit of a hinderance, should he come into contact with a large number of ghasts, but... "I will probably need couple boxes of bullets, but alright."
>>101040
Brie's is not unlike the expression he wears when throwing his knives. "Fine".
Brie shifts into the juvenile bartender's appearance. "I'll be right back."
"Ihr zwei, bleibt einen Moment hier," he says to the Lings.
Brie's is not unlike the expression he wears when throwing his knives. "Fine".
Brie shifts into the juvenile bartender's appearance. "I'll be right back."
"Ihr zwei, bleibt einen Moment hier," he says to the Lings.
>>101049
"Can I get few minutes on range, to get feel for this weapon?" Silver looks at how many bullets come in the box.
"Can I get few minutes on range, to get feel for this weapon?" Silver looks at how many bullets come in the box.
>>101053
Alright.
The door is unlocked. Inside, there is one pony, who is picked up cleaned dishes and pots
Alright.
The door is unlocked. Inside, there is one pony, who is picked up cleaned dishes and pots
>>101052
That will work. Silver nods. "Thank you for all of your help, Dusty." With that, he makes the descent into the drained pool-turned firing range. ...I suppose it works, but...I can not help but feel this is just little bit odd.
That will work. Silver nods. "Thank you for all of your help, Dusty." With that, he makes the descent into the drained pool-turned firing range. ...I suppose it works, but...I can not help but feel this is just little bit odd.
>>101058
"Sweet. Thanks boss!" Brie says over-enthusiastically. He proceeds to the closet, affecting an air of an awkward youngster the whole way.
"Sweet. Thanks boss!" Brie says over-enthusiastically. He proceeds to the closet, affecting an air of an awkward youngster the whole way.
>>101058
To him, mostly just the idea of a pool being turned into a firing range.
Also, you described a couple tables in front of the pool. Are those inside the pool, or outside it?
To him, mostly just the idea of a pool being turned into a firing range.
Also, you described a couple tables in front of the pool. Are those inside the pool, or outside it?
>>101061
Weird, but alright.
Silver does some cursory checks on where the various functions of the firearm are located, such as the bolt, safety, and select-fire if that's a feature.
Weird, but alright.
Silver does some cursory checks on where the various functions of the firearm are located, such as the bolt, safety, and select-fire if that's a feature.
>>101065
Oh they look like apples alright
Also, we’ve told you repeatedly that you don’t roll when casting a spell
Oh they look like apples alright
Also, we’ve told you repeatedly that you don’t roll when casting a spell
[1d20 = 2]
>>101065
Well that's a good omen for this dice roll I'm about to do...
>>101064
"Good." Silver sets it to single-fire, and turns the safety on. The eternal question of "how do non-Unicorns use firearms" comes back to his mind, and he gets an idea to try.
Balance: Setting the Bits Gun to the side, Silver rears up and attempts to stand on his hindlegs, Like a Griffon or Dragon would.
>>101065
Well that's a good omen for this dice roll I'm about to do...
>>101064
"Good." Silver sets it to single-fire, and turns the safety on. The eternal question of "how do non-Unicorns use firearms" comes back to his mind, and he gets an idea to try.
Balance: Setting the Bits Gun to the side, Silver rears up and attempts to stand on his hindlegs, Like a Griffon or Dragon would.
>>101070
Yes, I did. Just trying to have a bit of fun, alright?
"W-w-woah!" Silver falls back onto his hooves, rather than falling on his back. "Ack...that probably is out of question, then..." Thank goodness he's a unicorn, who can use his magic to hold onto firearms. He demonstrates this by picking up the empty Bits Gun in his magic and looking down the sights at the targets down-range.
Yes, I did. Just trying to have a bit of fun, alright?
"W-w-woah!" Silver falls back onto his hooves, rather than falling on his back. "Ack...that probably is out of question, then..." Thank goodness he's a unicorn, who can use his magic to hold onto firearms. He demonstrates this by picking up the empty Bits Gun in his magic and looking down the sights at the targets down-range.
>>101068
"Its fine"
I'm gonna assume that since Brie could carry the box, that he could carry the box of guns.
"Okay, wir sind bereit zu gehen. Benimm dich wie normale Ponys." Brie says to the Lings.
"Shall we then?" Brie says to Sparks, while resuming his normal Bat-pone image.
"Its fine"
I'm gonna assume that since Brie could carry the box, that he could carry the box of guns.
"Okay, wir sind bereit zu gehen. Benimm dich wie normale Ponys." Brie says to the Lings.
"Shall we then?" Brie says to Sparks, while resuming his normal Bat-pone image.
>>101073
Even if he doesn't respond, he acknowledges this tip. He loads a magazine into the top of the machine gun, sets it to fully automatic, and breathes in.
With the full modifier, I take it?
Even if he doesn't respond, he acknowledges this tip. He loads a magazine into the top of the machine gun, sets it to fully automatic, and breathes in.
With the full modifier, I take it?
>>101072
“Just don’t let anypony think those are free apples.”
Spark readies to follow the bat with the plan. He does have a plan, right?
“Just don’t let anypony think those are free apples.”
Spark readies to follow the bat with the plan. He does have a plan, right?
>>101075
"Oh right, cuz I was gonna set up a stand and give these away?"
Yes, he does have a plan. The plan is to get the fuck off the train. Meta, the plan is to sell the guns and then secure a transport out of Bales and into the changeling territory.
Brie leads the way off the train, ready to drop the box and stab anyone who tries to stop him along the way.
"Oh right, cuz I was gonna set up a stand and give these away?"
Yes, he does have a plan. The plan is to get the fuck off the train. Meta, the plan is to sell the guns and then secure a transport out of Bales and into the changeling territory.
Brie leads the way off the train, ready to drop the box and stab anyone who tries to stop him along the way.
>>101076
*shrugs?*
I haven't explicitly taken a feat for it if it's considered an Exotic Weapon, so if that's what you mean, then he'd probably have to take the -4 penalty.
*shrugs?*
I haven't explicitly taken a feat for it if it's considered an Exotic Weapon, so if that's what you mean, then he'd probably have to take the -4 penalty.
>>101077
The train is already in the station, with beige stone walls and marble floors, then a high ceiling in a large room with ticket booths and still more ponies, then thorough the front door, down a flight of stairs, into the busy streets. There is a cold wind blowing, strong
The train is already in the station, with beige stone walls and marble floors, then a high ceiling in a large room with ticket booths and still more ponies, then thorough the front door, down a flight of stairs, into the busy streets. There is a cold wind blowing, strong
>>101080
And...
Breathe out...
Silver lets out a small burst on the exhale, aimed at the pony-shaped target.
And...
Breathe out...
Silver lets out a small burst on the exhale, aimed at the pony-shaped target.
>>101079
Ha I DID avoid paying for the food!
Brie looks around for some signage that suggests where local lodging might be. He assumes there might be some close to the train station.
Search check
Ha I DID avoid paying for the food!
Brie looks around for some signage that suggests where local lodging might be. He assumes there might be some close to the train station.
Search check
e_e
Brie tries again, taking his time and therefore taking a 10 on his search/spot check
Brie tries again, taking his time and therefore taking a 10 on his search/spot check
[10d20+5 = 121]
>>101091
Silver empties what's left in the gun at the target until he hears the telltale *click*.
>>101091
Silver empties what's left in the gun at the target until he hears the telltale *click*.
>>101090
"Any place is fine by me. We'll need to gather information before disembarking, and then likely need to rest, but I don't care for the nuance of the location."
"Any place is fine by me. We'll need to gather information before disembarking, and then likely need to rest, but I don't care for the nuance of the location."
>>101093
"Not bad. Not bad weapon at all." Silver removes the empty magazine and sets it to safety. He's only been there what feels like a few seconds, but he doesn't want to waste all of his ammo on paper targets. As he lets the gun cool off and his magic works to reload the spent magazine, he admires his hoofwork. This will definately make dealing with ghasts easier. "Not bad for pony who has only used submachine guns only few times, if I do say so myself."
"Not bad. Not bad weapon at all." Silver removes the empty magazine and sets it to safety. He's only been there what feels like a few seconds, but he doesn't want to waste all of his ammo on paper targets. As he lets the gun cool off and his magic works to reload the spent magazine, he admires his hoofwork. This will definately make dealing with ghasts easier. "Not bad for pony who has only used submachine guns only few times, if I do say so myself."
>>101094
“Is it a bad time to mention I’m low on bits? I don’t suppose you have any to get the changelings a more comfortable bed. I’ll gladly sleep on the floor, but restless changelings won’t do anypony any favors.”
“Is it a bad time to mention I’m low on bits? I don’t suppose you have any to get the changelings a more comfortable bed. I’ll gladly sleep on the floor, but restless changelings won’t do anypony any favors.”
>>101097
He waits until the empty magazine is loaded back up before stepping out of the pool, machine gun at his side. "One has to give credit where credit is due: you New Marelanders certainly make stellar firearms. Not surprising, considering all of your current and former neighbors, but still."
He waits until the empty magazine is loaded back up before stepping out of the pool, machine gun at his side. "One has to give credit where credit is due: you New Marelanders certainly make stellar firearms. Not surprising, considering all of your current and former neighbors, but still."
>>101100
Silver offers him a hoofshake. "Thank you again for all of your help. If I ever need help with firearms in future, I hope I can call on your aid."
Silver offers him a hoofshake. "Thank you again for all of your help. If I ever need help with firearms in future, I hope I can call on your aid."
Alright, I need to go to sleep as I have work tomorrow
And my credit card is missing so I am super anxious...
Also I’m setting a keurig tomorrow morning
And my credit card is missing so I am super anxious...
Also I’m setting a keurig tomorrow morning
>>101105
I have no idea what a keurig is, but I hope you sleep well! Also hope you find your credit card. It's probably just hiding somewhere in your house.
I have no idea what a keurig is, but I hope you sleep well! Also hope you find your credit card. It's probably just hiding somewhere in your house.
>>101108
Oh, right, those! I've heard of those before. Not a big coffee drinker, so that's probably why I had trouble remembering them.
Oh, right, those! I've heard of those before. Not a big coffee drinker, so that's probably why I had trouble remembering them.
>>101109
A keurig is second only to a french-press in flavor, and superior in time-efficiency.
If time is the essence, a keurig is the way to go, with a reusable coffee-grind pod. Otherwise, a french-press is the best, except it takes alot longer.
A keurig is second only to a french-press in flavor, and superior in time-efficiency.
If time is the essence, a keurig is the way to go, with a reusable coffee-grind pod. Otherwise, a french-press is the best, except it takes alot longer.
>>101012
I didn't fucking notice the new thread tag.
Sorry for yet another late response.
Iron's eyes glimmer over the sight of the loot in front of him, but as he sees a figure of a mare, he wagers that this could be Feathers' somepony.
"Now this is what I am talking about."
Looking back, he walks backwards towards the stone wall he thinks separates him from his current companions.
(I wonder if they are worried about me disappearing from their vision.)
I didn't fucking notice the new thread tag.
Sorry for yet another late response.
Iron's eyes glimmer over the sight of the loot in front of him, but as he sees a figure of a mare, he wagers that this could be Feathers' somepony.
"Now this is what I am talking about."
Looking back, he walks backwards towards the stone wall he thinks separates him from his current companions.
(I wonder if they are worried about me disappearing from their vision.)
Is no one there? Okay...
Dark Star is still kill
>>101104
He shakes his hoof back. Silver is now free to go directly to the catacombs, unless he wants to do something else first.
>>101103
>>101098
The first hotel, a little on the lower end, has a plain enough lobby with a simple wooden counter, and seems strangely compact with a stairs going to the second floor, appearing almost like the entrance of an apartment building
>>101111
The wall looking back is flat with occasional vertical lines going down it. From its geometrically straight angles it appears to be artificial. There are a number of rocks a little over to the left, and a flat piece of the wall seems to have fallen down, formerly taking the place of the rocks. The rocks do not go all the way to the dueling, there seems to be a gap
Dark Star is still kill
>>101104
He shakes his hoof back. Silver is now free to go directly to the catacombs, unless he wants to do something else first.
>>101103
>>101098
The first hotel, a little on the lower end, has a plain enough lobby with a simple wooden counter, and seems strangely compact with a stairs going to the second floor, appearing almost like the entrance of an apartment building
>>101111
The wall looking back is flat with occasional vertical lines going down it. From its geometrically straight angles it appears to be artificial. There are a number of rocks a little over to the left, and a flat piece of the wall seems to have fallen down, formerly taking the place of the rocks. The rocks do not go all the way to the dueling, there seems to be a gap
>>101115
>no one is here
Xp
So lets see. We have 3 adults and two children. All maes. Why do I sense Chris Hanson if I reserve just one room?
"This will be fine. Objections?"
"Wir werden hier schlafen. Ist das in Ordnung?" Brie says to the Lings.
>no one is here
Xp
So lets see. We have 3 adults and two children. All maes. Why do I sense Chris Hanson if I reserve just one room?
"This will be fine. Objections?"
"Wir werden hier schlafen. Ist das in Ordnung?" Brie says to the Lings.
>>101116
Kerr is sort of wondering around, looking into hallways, while Wesley is playing around with... a dry cleaning ticket? I don’t know, he’s playing around with some kind of piece of paper
“Ja. Das ist gut.”
Kerr is sort of wondering around, looking into hallways, while Wesley is playing around with... a dry cleaning ticket? I don’t know, he’s playing around with some kind of piece of paper
“Ja. Das ist gut.”
>>101117
*he’s batting the curved piece of paper on the floor, usually pressing down on one end to make the other go up
*he’s batting the curved piece of paper on the floor, usually pressing down on one end to make the other go up
>>101119
The ersatz foal looks up at Brie, almost startled, or like he had been caught.
“Ich weiß nicht ... eine Sache”
Kerr is further away, but looks back at the two
The ersatz foal looks up at Brie, almost startled, or like he had been caught.
“Ich weiß nicht ... eine Sache”
Kerr is further away, but looks back at the two
>>101120
"Verliere es nicht" Brie responds, the voices in his head telling him its probably important somehow, but unable to see how he leaves it for the young Ling to play with.
"Verliere es nicht" Brie responds, the voices in his head telling him its probably important somehow, but unable to see how he leaves it for the young Ling to play with.
>>101115
Silver's got a bit of a shopping list before he's going to go after the catacombs. Just some things to set the odds a little bit more in his favor.
First thing, after heading outside and hitching himself back to his cart, is to find a hunting supplies store, to get bear traps and snares.
So, explosives and fire are a no-go in the Catacombs. How hard would it be for Silver to make fragmentation bombs?
Silver's got a bit of a shopping list before he's going to go after the catacombs. Just some things to set the odds a little bit more in his favor.
First thing, after heading outside and hitching himself back to his cart, is to find a hunting supplies store, to get bear traps and snares.
So, explosives and fire are a no-go in the Catacombs. How hard would it be for Silver to make fragmentation bombs?
>>101125
As easy as placing explosives inside of a coffee can packed on the outside with nails and ball bearings
I never said explosives were a no go, just be mindful of the low ceilings and cramped environment - low power
The Jungle Rush awaits
“Good’ay mate” a pony greats him
“What can I do for ya?”
As easy as placing explosives inside of a coffee can packed on the outside with nails and ball bearings
I never said explosives were a no go, just be mindful of the low ceilings and cramped environment - low power
The Jungle Rush awaits
“Good’ay mate” a pony greats him
“What can I do for ya?”
>>101127
Duly noted. I really hope this all works.
Must have been New Marelander immigrant before invasion. "I suppose one could say I am doing some big game hunting. I need bear traps, snares, supplies for tripwire traps, maybe caltrops if you have them. Oh, and some really potent predator bait."
Duly noted. I really hope this all works.
Must have been New Marelander immigrant before invasion. "I suppose one could say I am doing some big game hunting. I need bear traps, snares, supplies for tripwire traps, maybe caltrops if you have them. Oh, and some really potent predator bait."
>>101124
Two rooms. 1 with 2(?) adults, one with 1 adult and 2 children. Separate beds for both rooms (unless Sparks and Onyx,... nevermind Xp).
Two rooms. 1 with 2(?) adults, one with 1 adult and 2 children. Separate beds for both rooms (unless Sparks and Onyx,... nevermind Xp).
>>101128
“We don’t have caltrops, but we have everything else”
A bear trap, a snare, wire for types of traps, and
“Just a wiff of this in the air and everything dangerous in miles will be comin’ for ya.”
It’s a cylinder that is closed
“Keep it closed when necessary, obviously”
>>101129
50 bits for two rooms with two beds each, unless Brie needs three beds... like 65 bits
“We don’t have caltrops, but we have everything else”
A bear trap, a snare, wire for types of traps, and
“Just a wiff of this in the air and everything dangerous in miles will be comin’ for ya.”
It’s a cylinder that is closed
“Keep it closed when necessary, obviously”
>>101129
50 bits for two rooms with two beds each, unless Brie needs three beds... like 65 bits
>>101130
A shame he doesn't have any caltrops, but for all of these good-quality supplies Silver is willing to consider it an acceptable loss. "Can you throw in three more bear traps and couple more snares? There are numerous prey where I am going, and I would prefer to stay as predator rather than become their prey in turn."
A shame he doesn't have any caltrops, but for all of these good-quality supplies Silver is willing to consider it an acceptable loss. "Can you throw in three more bear traps and couple more snares? There are numerous prey where I am going, and I would prefer to stay as predator rather than become their prey in turn."
>>101131
He nods, seeming to understand, and not thinking anything out of the ordinary
"Sure. Do you need a gun?"
He nods, seeming to understand, and not thinking anything out of the ordinary
"Sure. Do you need a gun?"
>>101132
"I have that covered, but thank you for offering." Silver gives the pony his trademark friendly smile. "How much for these supplies?"
"I have that covered, but thank you for offering." Silver gives the pony his trademark friendly smile. "How much for these supplies?"
>>101134
120 Bits-worth of notes it is, as well as an offered hoofshake for excellent service. "You will certainly be first I think of when I need hunting supplies."
120 Bits-worth of notes it is, as well as an offered hoofshake for excellent service. "You will certainly be first I think of when I need hunting supplies."
>>101135
"Happy hunting. Hope the Cockatrice's don't get ya'."
He shakes his hoof and takes the money
4 bear traps, 2 snares (or three?) two trip wires, and a mysterious cylinder
"Happy hunting. Hope the Cockatrice's don't get ya'."
He shakes his hoof and takes the money
4 bear traps, 2 snares (or three?) two trip wires, and a mysterious cylinder
>>101136
Let's go with three, maybe? Unless that would change the price, then two is fine. It's up to you.
"I appreciate it."
Next stop after putting his new hunting equipment in his cart: somewhere to buy supplies for low-yield explosives and fragmentation bombs, as well as some hardware supplies for a makeshift barricade if that's available.
Let's go with three, maybe? Unless that would change the price, then two is fine. It's up to you.
"I appreciate it."
Next stop after putting his new hunting equipment in his cart: somewhere to buy supplies for low-yield explosives and fragmentation bombs, as well as some hardware supplies for a makeshift barricade if that's available.
>>101139
He doesn't know they're eateding him yet. He knew it was inevitable in his journey to the changeling hive, but he didn't anticipate it this soon. He assumed he would be chained in a dungeon first.
He doesn't know they're eateding him yet. He knew it was inevitable in his journey to the changeling hive, but he didn't anticipate it this soon. He assumed he would be chained in a dungeon first.
>>101142
I knew it would
Yes. Brie leads them to one room while offering the key to the other to Sparks and Onyx I'm just going to assume that Onyx came with, otherwise he'd be sitting catatonic on the train or elsewhere "Jungetiere, Ich muss für ein bisschen gehen. Halten Sie Ihre Messer in der Nähe und merken Sie sich das Klopfmuster."
Does Sparks come with him, or is he investigating his own room?
I knew it would
Yes. Brie leads them to one room while offering the key to the other to Sparks and Onyx I'm just going to assume that Onyx came with, otherwise he'd be sitting catatonic on the train or elsewhere "Jungetiere, Ich muss für ein bisschen gehen. Halten Sie Ihre Messer in der Nähe und merken Sie sich das Klopfmuster."
Does Sparks come with him, or is he investigating his own room?
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>>101147
“Okay...” Kerr almost has a tone of suspicion in his voice
“Okay...” Wesley has sadness and disappointment
“Okay...” Kerr almost has a tone of suspicion in his voice
“Okay...” Wesley has sadness and disappointment
>>101146
I mean, you're asking someone with net zero knowledge of making bombs IRL what supplies their character would need to make bombs. You mentioned coffee cans, nails, and ball bearings. I'm not sure what he would need for the explosive element of the frag bomb, or for the tripwire trigger, or where he would get either.
>>101147
Bring your buggy bois with you, spend some quality time with them!
I mean, you're asking someone with net zero knowledge of making bombs IRL what supplies their character would need to make bombs. You mentioned coffee cans, nails, and ball bearings. I'm not sure what he would need for the explosive element of the frag bomb, or for the tripwire trigger, or where he would get either.
>>101147
Bring your buggy bois with you, spend some quality time with them!
>>101149
Sure, but the issue is that I'm not sure the character would have any greater knowledge. His intelligence is low... very low, and I don't think he has much craft skill. If he were like a super intelligent engineer or a former member of the IRA or Green Beret or... something, I would say sure, but I'm not sure a normal soldier would have much experience with improvised explosives
>>101150
The rooms are not all that big, with a simple bathroom, a window on the far end of the rectangular room with maroon curtains, a reddish wall to the left, two twin beds against the left wall with white sheets with floral patterns on the covers, a pinkish floor, and a white right and far wall.
Sure, but the issue is that I'm not sure the character would have any greater knowledge. His intelligence is low... very low, and I don't think he has much craft skill. If he were like a super intelligent engineer or a former member of the IRA or Green Beret or... something, I would say sure, but I'm not sure a normal soldier would have much experience with improvised explosives
>>101150
The rooms are not all that big, with a simple bathroom, a window on the far end of the rectangular room with maroon curtains, a reddish wall to the left, two twin beds against the left wall with white sheets with floral patterns on the covers, a pinkish floor, and a white right and far wall.
>>101151
So, since you were the one who suggested explosives in the first place, that leaves us with the question of what can he do.
So, since you were the one who suggested explosives in the first place, that leaves us with the question of what can he do.
>>101150
No, you're sharing with Onyx, who is here god-dammit.
>>101148
"Was? Wolltest du mitkommen?" He pauses and sighs as he observes their expressions in response to the question. "Natürlich wolltest du mitkommen." He rolls his eyes. "Okay, Sie können mitkommen, aber bitte machen Sie nicht auf sich aufmerksam. Wir sind so weit gekommen, es wäre eine Schande, in einer Gefängniszelle zu landen oder noch schlimmer."
>>101149
You're not helping Xp
No, you're sharing with Onyx, who is here god-dammit.
>>101148
"Was? Wolltest du mitkommen?" He pauses and sighs as he observes their expressions in response to the question. "Natürlich wolltest du mitkommen." He rolls his eyes. "Okay, Sie können mitkommen, aber bitte machen Sie nicht auf sich aufmerksam. Wir sind so weit gekommen, es wäre eine Schande, in einer Gefängniszelle zu landen oder noch schlimmer."
>>101149
You're not helping Xp
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>>101152
What do you want him to do?
>>101153
As Brie decides it would be a good idea to take children along for criminal activity in an unfamiliar city, Wesley jumps up in excitement
“Ja! Ich möchte die Stadt erkund!”
Kerr keeps his distance, and apparently finds the heater at the end of the room favorable. Wesley admits
“Obwohl es draußen sehr kalt ist”
What do you want him to do?
>>101153
As Brie decides it would be a good idea to take children along for criminal activity in an unfamiliar city, Wesley jumps up in excitement
“Ja! Ich möchte die Stadt erkund!”
Kerr keeps his distance, and apparently finds the heater at the end of the room favorable. Wesley admits
“Obwohl es draußen sehr kalt ist”
>>101156
That isn't the question I asked.
Preferably, he'd get something. I don't know what he can get, but he'd get something.
That isn't the question I asked.
Preferably, he'd get something. I don't know what he can get, but he'd get something.
>>101115
Iron, trying not to desecrate the temple itself by breaking it until it's the absolutely necessary, decides to peek in the gap to see if be can see through the other side.
"Hello? Are you mare over there?"
Iron, trying not to desecrate the temple itself by breaking it until it's the absolutely necessary, decides to peek in the gap to see if be can see through the other side.
"Hello? Are you mare over there?"
>>101158
That's the thing: I don't know what all he can do, I don't know what he needs for what he can do, and I don't know where he can get what he needs. I know he needs something akin to explosives or a fragmentation bomb. It's the entire reason I bought the tripwire setups, because you put those ideas in my head.
That's the thing: I don't know what all he can do, I don't know what he needs for what he can do, and I don't know where he can get what he needs. I know he needs something akin to explosives or a fragmentation bomb. It's the entire reason I bought the tripwire setups, because you put those ideas in my head.
>>101159
Yes, he can see both Cauldron and Pear on the other side
Cauldron: “You’re alive!” with a bit of joy
Pear pulls out a bit and tosses it to Cauldron
Yes, he can see both Cauldron and Pear on the other side
Cauldron: “You’re alive!” with a bit of joy
Pear pulls out a bit and tosses it to Cauldron
>>101161
Iron chuckles to himself, a warm smile over how Cauldron cared for his life.
"I am indeed alive. Have you found any other way around this wall?"
Hah! Pear doesn't know the extent of Iron's stubborness to be alive!
Iron chuckles to himself, a warm smile over how Cauldron cared for his life.
"I am indeed alive. Have you found any other way around this wall?"
Hah! Pear doesn't know the extent of Iron's stubborness to be alive!
>>101162
"No, it appears that rocks filled this hole right hear caused by one of the panels being dislodged, which of course was previously filled by the panel"
"No, it appears that rocks filled this hole right hear caused by one of the panels being dislodged, which of course was previously filled by the panel"
>>101169
“No. The wall consists of rectangular slabs of stones that were placed vertically. One has dislodged. The ceiling above has partly collapsed into the gap left, probably at the same time this guy over here was crushed”
“No. The wall consists of rectangular slabs of stones that were placed vertically. One has dislodged. The ceiling above has partly collapsed into the gap left, probably at the same time this guy over here was crushed”
[1d20+6 = 11]
>>101170
Iron ponders for a bit, then turns around to prepare for a test buck to see if the stones would dare move by his thick hindlegs.
Rolling power attack +5 unarmed attack.
>>101170
Iron ponders for a bit, then turns around to prepare for a test buck to see if the stones would dare move by his thick hindlegs.
Rolling power attack +5 unarmed attack.
[1d20+6 = 12]
>>101172
Iron peers in the hole again.
"I suggest you two move back in case something bad happens. I am tearing this wall down."
Returning to his original bucking position, he slams his rear hooves against the wall again to start creating a slightly bigger entrance for the mares to get inside.
>>101172
Iron peers in the hole again.
"I suggest you two move back in case something bad happens. I am tearing this wall down."
Returning to his original bucking position, he slams his rear hooves against the wall again to start creating a slightly bigger entrance for the mares to get inside.
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[1d20+6 = 23]
>>101175
(Yield at my hooves, you stubborn stone bricks.)
The bucking keeps on coming.
Bowchicabowwow~
>>101175
(Yield at my hooves, you stubborn stone bricks.)
The bucking keeps on coming.
Bowchicabowwow~
>>101176
And with this, rocks fly backward at a high rate of speed. Good thing the other ponies moved out of the way. The path now is clear
And with this, rocks fly backward at a high rate of speed. Good thing the other ponies moved out of the way. The path now is clear
>>101177
Iron exhales in satisfaction, a grin on his face.
"Alright, the path is clear. Are you both ready to see what is on the other side?"
Iron walks slowly back towards the recently discovered tomb, expecting the mares to follow suit.
Any comments along the way are appreciated.
Iron exhales in satisfaction, a grin on his face.
"Alright, the path is clear. Are you both ready to see what is on the other side?"
Iron walks slowly back towards the recently discovered tomb, expecting the mares to follow suit.
Any comments along the way are appreciated.
>>101175
So, question still stands from yesterday: what can Silver do, in relation to what I'm wanting done with explosives and/or frag bombs?
So, question still stands from yesterday: what can Silver do, in relation to what I'm wanting done with explosives and/or frag bombs?
Please note I’m actually still at work, so don’t be surprised if I can’t respond promptly or well
>>101178
“Are you ready?” She says
>>101179
Cauldron says “yes”
Pear simply nods, as if she were anticipating this
On the slabs are numerous figures and landscapes, a different scene on each slab. The body of the shot pony, who was likely a graduate student or helper, lays face down now, and partly covered in the rocks that were pushed over top him. His limbs and body generally are oddly contorted. Before, he lay against the rocks, as if they fell, or at least most of them fell, before he did
>>101180
Silver can buy any components for anything he names (if legal), and can craft whatever he thinks of putting together
>>101178
“Are you ready?” She says
>>101179
Cauldron says “yes”
Pear simply nods, as if she were anticipating this
On the slabs are numerous figures and landscapes, a different scene on each slab. The body of the shot pony, who was likely a graduate student or helper, lays face down now, and partly covered in the rocks that were pushed over top him. His limbs and body generally are oddly contorted. Before, he lay against the rocks, as if they fell, or at least most of them fell, before he did
>>101180
Silver can buy any components for anything he names (if legal), and can craft whatever he thinks of putting together
>>101181
Well, a coffee can, nails, and ball bearings would be legal, obviously. The issue is that I don't know what would serve as the low-yield explosive element, nor if there is something that would both serve that purpose and is legal.
Well, a coffee can, nails, and ball bearings would be legal, obviously. The issue is that I don't know what would serve as the low-yield explosive element, nor if there is something that would both serve that purpose and is legal.
>>101181
Got it, Mr GM. Don't multitask too hard for our sake.
Iron, deciding that maybe these dead ponies could have some more info about this place, walks over to the deceased pony and looks for anything that stands out.
Iron and crew are in that tomb of the mare with all the gold, right?
Got it, Mr GM. Don't multitask too hard for our sake.
Iron, deciding that maybe these dead ponies could have some more info about this place, walks over to the deceased pony and looks for anything that stands out.
Iron and crew are in that tomb of the mare with all the gold, right?
>>101184
She motions over to a guard, and after 30 seconds, he returns with a number of shells
“Remember, we prefer them alive”
>>101182
>>101186
>>101188
Dude, I’ve given you extremely detailed and extensive advice on this subject in very long posts
>>101183
He has nothing on him. Either what he had was taken from him, or he had nothing at the time
He does, however, have a couple basics like note paper, and a flashlight
This is the scene in front of the tomb
She motions over to a guard, and after 30 seconds, he returns with a number of shells
“Remember, we prefer them alive”
>>101182
>>101186
>>101188
Dude, I’ve given you extremely detailed and extensive advice on this subject in very long posts
>>101183
He has nothing on him. Either what he had was taken from him, or he had nothing at the time
He does, however, have a couple basics like note paper, and a flashlight
This is the scene in front of the tomb
>>101189
Sorry. My short- and long-term memory is shot all to hell, some things I can't remember mere minutes after being told while others stay around for years on end, and I forgot to write all that down.
Sorry. My short- and long-term memory is shot all to hell, some things I can't remember mere minutes after being told while others stay around for years on end, and I forgot to write all that down.
>>101189
"I Won't pull it out, unless they get aggressive. even then i'll go for a wounding shot."
He Smiles at her
"I Won't pull it out, unless they get aggressive. even then i'll go for a wounding shot."
He Smiles at her
>>101189
Iron, nodding at the new magic light thing in front of him, picks him up and hoofs it over to Cauldron.
With that, he decides to check out the slabs, now that he's more relaxed about the existence of at least some treasure to give to Cauldron.
Iron, nodding at the new magic light thing in front of him, picks him up and hoofs it over to Cauldron.
With that, he decides to check out the slabs, now that he's more relaxed about the existence of at least some treasure to give to Cauldron.
>>101192
So, coffee cans for the housing, plenty of nails and ball bearings for the fragments, a mixture of fertilizer and diesel for the explosive, and stuff to make the part of the tripwire mechanism that actually sets the bombs off. And enough of those said materials to make two, maybe even four bombs. Am I missing anything?
So, coffee cans for the housing, plenty of nails and ball bearings for the fragments, a mixture of fertilizer and diesel for the explosive, and stuff to make the part of the tripwire mechanism that actually sets the bombs off. And enough of those said materials to make two, maybe even four bombs. Am I missing anything?
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>>101193
On the first slab is depicted a number of ponies in a beautiful city, with rectangular stone buildings and pyramids. A small crowd is around a trio of ponies. To the left is an Earth Pony stallion with a traditional sword, and the skin of a tiger as headdress and armor. Two ponies with traditional swords stand at attention next to him. To the right is an Earth Pony mare wearing a brilliant headdress of bright feathers. She seems to be saying some incantation over a bowl, and vapors rise from it. She wears long robes, and two more ponies, wearing long robes prostrate themselves near her, but not to her. And in the center, ontop of pyramid in minature, is a large throne with a pegasus stallion on top. He wears a large headdress sort of similar to the mare, but larger, and with circles of turquoise radiating out along the edges, around the ears. He has a staff, and most ponies look up towards him.
The next panel in large part portrays a similar scene. It's the same city, and the pegasus stallion remains high in the center. But from the left intrude new characters. There are a number of ponies, by and large pegasi, who carry spear, and wear the plate armor of Equestrians. They wear simple metal helmets. They now take up much of the left side of the image, and they, not the pony on the pyramid, are the center of attention. All eyes converge on them, especially, a prominent pony among them who looks up to the pony on the pyramid. The Tiger wearing pony, sword now relaxed on his side, has been displaced from his position on the left. He stands alongside the mare, and her attention is on the intruders. The ponies beside her no longer prostrate themselves. They, too, standby in anticipation.
Panel three is the panel that has been dislodged, and now lies on the ground.
In panel 4, the scene has changed. There is no city, no large structures, and no staff wielding pony at the center. Some of the characters, however, remain the same. Over on the far left are a small number of huts and low level rectangular stone buildings. There is one pony in Equestrian armor, with metal helmet and spear standing in this scene, and he looks off to the left. Perhaps 4 ponies are also in the village. But a small trail of ponies head towards the right side. The middle of the panel is divided by a hill with a few trees on it, and ponies go over it. On the right side is a scene around either a small building or an entrance to a cave. A number of ponies prostrate themselves around a small fire, which itself is at the convergence of four small idols that are placed at corners around the fire, which they face. A few ponies in robes pour some sort of liquid into that makes the flames go higher and give off streaks of gas. Near the center of it is the Mare in the headdress, who stands on her high legs as she makes motions with her forelegs before the fire. The Tiger wearing pony lays prostrate beside and just behind her. Though he is down in a suppliant position, he has his head up and looks up, and so too, do several armed ponies around him. What is most interesting about this scene is what is depicted above: in the smoke that rises fly several horse shaped ethereal entities that fly in a circle.
Panel 5 is the same location. Over in the village, a number of ponies either lay on their backs, sit down and lay against buildings in a look of discomfort, or just lay on their stomachs not really looking alive. The Equestrian soldier lays sprawled partly on the ground and partly ontop of a step to a house. His rear legs are stretched all the way out, his mouth is open, and one foreleg reaches out as if to grasp something. Most have a black streak coming down from each visible eye. Water in a well has a sickly blackish hue to it, and looks unpalatable. In the skies above the clouds are thick and seem to move quickly with fast winds, as lightning comes down in multiple points. Above the clouds, above all, are the ghostly horses, dancing around. But even below, ponies dance. A number of ponies dance around the structure on the left side, around a fire. The mare moves a hoof up towards the sky. To her immediate right, sitting on the ground, is a new pony: a foal, very young, who couldn't be older than a yearling. As in the panels before, the Tiger wearing pony is not far away. But he stands proudly, sword raised to the heavens. So too do the other armed ponies stand proudly, swords raised.
Panel 6, same location. To the left is the village, but it is completely empty. There is nothing growing in the fields, no water in the well, and no livestock nor ponies. In the center, however, is a different scene. This panel depicts a battle, largely ontop of the hill. Ponies in the hides of predators, or with no armor, or with shoulder plates, clank their swords against the plate armor of Equestrian soldiers who wear their metal helmets, and who in turn thrust their spears back. And here is our Tiger wearing pony, joining in the battle, and swinging his sword. A few archers join in down the hill, but over towards the structure, a few ponies huddle. Some look thin, or even sick. Some look scared and hold onto the ponies next to them. But the mare in the headdress stands tall and confidently, looking over towards the hill with no expression of uncertainty. A yearling, now identifiable as a filly, stands next to her, and leans against her shoulders. The other robed ponies likewise stand. But far above, on the left side, the clouds dissipate, and rays of sunlight shine in. Over to the left one horse figure rides through the sky, but he seems to be heading further left and off the panel.\r
On the first slab is depicted a number of ponies in a beautiful city, with rectangular stone buildings and pyramids. A small crowd is around a trio of ponies. To the left is an Earth Pony stallion with a traditional sword, and the skin of a tiger as headdress and armor. Two ponies with traditional swords stand at attention next to him. To the right is an Earth Pony mare wearing a brilliant headdress of bright feathers. She seems to be saying some incantation over a bowl, and vapors rise from it. She wears long robes, and two more ponies, wearing long robes prostrate themselves near her, but not to her. And in the center, ontop of pyramid in minature, is a large throne with a pegasus stallion on top. He wears a large headdress sort of similar to the mare, but larger, and with circles of turquoise radiating out along the edges, around the ears. He has a staff, and most ponies look up towards him.
The next panel in large part portrays a similar scene. It's the same city, and the pegasus stallion remains high in the center. But from the left intrude new characters. There are a number of ponies, by and large pegasi, who carry spear, and wear the plate armor of Equestrians. They wear simple metal helmets. They now take up much of the left side of the image, and they, not the pony on the pyramid, are the center of attention. All eyes converge on them, especially, a prominent pony among them who looks up to the pony on the pyramid. The Tiger wearing pony, sword now relaxed on his side, has been displaced from his position on the left. He stands alongside the mare, and her attention is on the intruders. The ponies beside her no longer prostrate themselves. They, too, standby in anticipation.
Panel three is the panel that has been dislodged, and now lies on the ground.
In panel 4, the scene has changed. There is no city, no large structures, and no staff wielding pony at the center. Some of the characters, however, remain the same. Over on the far left are a small number of huts and low level rectangular stone buildings. There is one pony in Equestrian armor, with metal helmet and spear standing in this scene, and he looks off to the left. Perhaps 4 ponies are also in the village. But a small trail of ponies head towards the right side. The middle of the panel is divided by a hill with a few trees on it, and ponies go over it. On the right side is a scene around either a small building or an entrance to a cave. A number of ponies prostrate themselves around a small fire, which itself is at the convergence of four small idols that are placed at corners around the fire, which they face. A few ponies in robes pour some sort of liquid into that makes the flames go higher and give off streaks of gas. Near the center of it is the Mare in the headdress, who stands on her high legs as she makes motions with her forelegs before the fire. The Tiger wearing pony lays prostrate beside and just behind her. Though he is down in a suppliant position, he has his head up and looks up, and so too, do several armed ponies around him. What is most interesting about this scene is what is depicted above: in the smoke that rises fly several horse shaped ethereal entities that fly in a circle.
Panel 5 is the same location. Over in the village, a number of ponies either lay on their backs, sit down and lay against buildings in a look of discomfort, or just lay on their stomachs not really looking alive. The Equestrian soldier lays sprawled partly on the ground and partly ontop of a step to a house. His rear legs are stretched all the way out, his mouth is open, and one foreleg reaches out as if to grasp something. Most have a black streak coming down from each visible eye. Water in a well has a sickly blackish hue to it, and looks unpalatable. In the skies above the clouds are thick and seem to move quickly with fast winds, as lightning comes down in multiple points. Above the clouds, above all, are the ghostly horses, dancing around. But even below, ponies dance. A number of ponies dance around the structure on the left side, around a fire. The mare moves a hoof up towards the sky. To her immediate right, sitting on the ground, is a new pony: a foal, very young, who couldn't be older than a yearling. As in the panels before, the Tiger wearing pony is not far away. But he stands proudly, sword raised to the heavens. So too do the other armed ponies stand proudly, swords raised.
Panel 6, same location. To the left is the village, but it is completely empty. There is nothing growing in the fields, no water in the well, and no livestock nor ponies. In the center, however, is a different scene. This panel depicts a battle, largely ontop of the hill. Ponies in the hides of predators, or with no armor, or with shoulder plates, clank their swords against the plate armor of Equestrian soldiers who wear their metal helmets, and who in turn thrust their spears back. And here is our Tiger wearing pony, joining in the battle, and swinging his sword. A few archers join in down the hill, but over towards the structure, a few ponies huddle. Some look thin, or even sick. Some look scared and hold onto the ponies next to them. But the mare in the headdress stands tall and confidently, looking over towards the hill with no expression of uncertainty. A yearling, now identifiable as a filly, stands next to her, and leans against her shoulders. The other robed ponies likewise stand. But far above, on the left side, the clouds dissipate, and rays of sunlight shine in. Over to the left one horse figure rides through the sky, but he seems to be heading further left and off the panel.\r
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>>101199
>>101193
Panel 7 is the final panel. There are far fewer ponies in this one. There is no life in the village, no great battle on the hill, an no sign of the tiger wearing pony nor any other hide-wearing pony. The skies above are perfectly clear, with no sign of cloud, and a bright sun's rays stretch across the panel. Part of the structure that was wooden on the far left is gone, burned down, and what remains is recognizable as the temple entrance seen above, with large basalt blocks. There are not as many ponies in robes in the center, nor as many unclothed-ponies there. Four ponies look on as the headdress wearing pony uses her two hooves to plunge a dagger into her stomach, and their heads face down. The four idols sit in the back as they did before.
Over on the left, past the hill, are several unclothed ponies. All look thin. They walk up to two ponies wearing Equestrian armor, and the two in the lead prostrate themselves. Along with this group of ponies is the yearling filly, slightly larger than in the last painting. She is behind in the group, towards the right, and carries a couple feathers. But she does not look to the left, towards the soldiers. She looks to the right at a sight she could not see, beyond the hill and at the temple entrance.
>>101193
Panel 7 is the final panel. There are far fewer ponies in this one. There is no life in the village, no great battle on the hill, an no sign of the tiger wearing pony nor any other hide-wearing pony. The skies above are perfectly clear, with no sign of cloud, and a bright sun's rays stretch across the panel. Part of the structure that was wooden on the far left is gone, burned down, and what remains is recognizable as the temple entrance seen above, with large basalt blocks. There are not as many ponies in robes in the center, nor as many unclothed-ponies there. Four ponies look on as the headdress wearing pony uses her two hooves to plunge a dagger into her stomach, and their heads face down. The four idols sit in the back as they did before.
Over on the left, past the hill, are several unclothed ponies. All look thin. They walk up to two ponies wearing Equestrian armor, and the two in the lead prostrate themselves. Along with this group of ponies is the yearling filly, slightly larger than in the last painting. She is behind in the group, towards the right, and carries a couple feathers. But she does not look to the left, towards the soldiers. She looks to the right at a sight she could not see, beyond the hill and at the temple entrance.
Anyone here?
Also, posting a cute agrarian pony.
Also, posting a cute agrarian pony.
>>101201
Had an unannounced nap. Now trying to catch as much info as I can about this lore piece dropped on me.
Had an unannounced nap. Now trying to catch as much info as I can about this lore piece dropped on me.
>>101202
At the very least, the lore makes me feel as if me coming up with 1,000+ years of lore for Severyana is fairly normal.
It kinda sucks that the Watertowns are nothing more than a pawn piece on the chessboards of the surrounding powers. Their leader is top qt3.14.
At the very least, the lore makes me feel as if me coming up with 1,000+ years of lore for Severyana is fairly normal.
It kinda sucks that the Watertowns are nothing more than a pawn piece on the chessboards of the surrounding powers. Their leader is top qt3.14.
>>101200
>>101199
>,joining in the battle, and swinging his A few archers join in down to the hill
Not sure if it's a typo of just missing a dot or an unfinished sentence.
Iron looks on, amazed by the sight before him. He watched as the Earth Pony, tiger skin wearing stallion and his supposed mare face off against the Equestrian Army.
(Wait, why do these statues seem so familiar. Could it be that I am holding one of them right now?)
He focuses on the fourth panel's small idols, trying hard to identify their shapes and if they're the ones Iron and Co. were currently carrying.
After that, he carries on reading about the demise of the seemingly powerful empire over their supposed overconfidence.
"It seems they thought to have won the war due to the idols, but failed," he mutters out loud, "what a tragic disgrace they have fallen into."
He makes note of the filly standing next to the female leader of the Empire as well as how the robed mare essentially stabbed herself behind her.
"Was it a pony sacrifice to them?"
He then notices how the filly was suspiciously doing something different.
"It seems either her mother did not want her daughter to witness her death or someone betrayed somebody."
He check around him to see if Pear is currently reading this to see how right he was processing the information in front of him, walking towards the third big slab that was laying on the ground and turning it around to see what was missing from this story.
I sure hope you can abide by my continuous posting for this one.
>>101199
>,joining in the battle, and swinging his A few archers join in down to the hill
Not sure if it's a typo of just missing a dot or an unfinished sentence.
Iron looks on, amazed by the sight before him. He watched as the Earth Pony, tiger skin wearing stallion and his supposed mare face off against the Equestrian Army.
(Wait, why do these statues seem so familiar. Could it be that I am holding one of them right now?)
He focuses on the fourth panel's small idols, trying hard to identify their shapes and if they're the ones Iron and Co. were currently carrying.
After that, he carries on reading about the demise of the seemingly powerful empire over their supposed overconfidence.
"It seems they thought to have won the war due to the idols, but failed," he mutters out loud, "what a tragic disgrace they have fallen into."
He makes note of the filly standing next to the female leader of the Empire as well as how the robed mare essentially stabbed herself behind her.
"Was it a pony sacrifice to them?"
He then notices how the filly was suspiciously doing something different.
"It seems either her mother did not want her daughter to witness her death or someone betrayed somebody."
He check around him to see if Pear is currently reading this to see how right he was processing the information in front of him, walking towards the third big slab that was laying on the ground and turning it around to see what was missing from this story.
I sure hope you can abide by my continuous posting for this one.
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>>101205
>Idols
Whether the idols in the painted reliefs are one for one, the exact same idols as Iron now possesses is impossible to know. What can be determined is that they do indeed seem to be idols to the same deities as Iron possesses, or at least, take the same animal forms. A dog, a turkey, a jaguar, and a pony skeleton.
The third panel lays upright on the ground. It features the same setting as panels 1 and 2 - the city - and the same individuals. What is new, however, is one pony: an Alicorn. She wears gold regalia, and has a heavenly mane, but isn't much more ornately dressed than the other ponies in the image. Though she has no headdress, the sculptor has chosen to display rays of sun emanating from behind her head in a radial pattern resembling a headdress. She stands tall beside but not on the steps that lead to the throne, and looks down to the pony below her. The pony on the throne, who wore his great headdress of feathers and turquoise, now bows before the alicorn, descending from his throne to stand before her. The Equestrian soldiers bow likewise, though some, like the soldier who stood out in front as the evident leader in panel two, bow their heads, but not their full bodies. Most of the other ponies in the image, who are not clothed, or wear ordinary civilian clothing, likewise bow to the Alicorn. A number of small columns tip over, and an idol can be seen crashing to the floor, and cracking in two. Above the city, the sun shines with bright rays, and the rays from the sun in the center link with the rays emanating from the Alicorn. But over on the right side of the image, many familiar ponies, our mare with the headdress, and the Tiger hide wearing sword wielder, do not bow before their new God Empress, nor do several other robe wearers and sword wielders, nor a few unclothed ponies. Their reactions very from horror, to disgust, to fear. Most, including the mare and stallion that become the centers of the later panels, turn their heads away.
>Idols
Whether the idols in the painted reliefs are one for one, the exact same idols as Iron now possesses is impossible to know. What can be determined is that they do indeed seem to be idols to the same deities as Iron possesses, or at least, take the same animal forms. A dog, a turkey, a jaguar, and a pony skeleton.
The third panel lays upright on the ground. It features the same setting as panels 1 and 2 - the city - and the same individuals. What is new, however, is one pony: an Alicorn. She wears gold regalia, and has a heavenly mane, but isn't much more ornately dressed than the other ponies in the image. Though she has no headdress, the sculptor has chosen to display rays of sun emanating from behind her head in a radial pattern resembling a headdress. She stands tall beside but not on the steps that lead to the throne, and looks down to the pony below her. The pony on the throne, who wore his great headdress of feathers and turquoise, now bows before the alicorn, descending from his throne to stand before her. The Equestrian soldiers bow likewise, though some, like the soldier who stood out in front as the evident leader in panel two, bow their heads, but not their full bodies. Most of the other ponies in the image, who are not clothed, or wear ordinary civilian clothing, likewise bow to the Alicorn. A number of small columns tip over, and an idol can be seen crashing to the floor, and cracking in two. Above the city, the sun shines with bright rays, and the rays from the sun in the center link with the rays emanating from the Alicorn. But over on the right side of the image, many familiar ponies, our mare with the headdress, and the Tiger hide wearing sword wielder, do not bow before their new God Empress, nor do several other robe wearers and sword wielders, nor a few unclothed ponies. Their reactions very from horror, to disgust, to fear. Most, including the mare and stallion that become the centers of the later panels, turn their heads away.
>>101207
So Celestia herself probably caused the attack. How scandalous!
Iron is dumbfounded.
(A pony with wings and horn? What is this I am seeing? Why would the Empire's leaders act so hostile to begin with? Did she try to placate them with peace, knowing that reliance on technology is bound to weaken their spirits? Did she simply waltz in and declared war?)
Iron was quite confused at this new revelation, rubbing his temples.
So Celestia herself probably caused the attack. How scandalous!
Iron is dumbfounded.
(A pony with wings and horn? What is this I am seeing? Why would the Empire's leaders act so hostile to begin with? Did she try to placate them with peace, knowing that reliance on technology is bound to weaken their spirits? Did she simply waltz in and declared war?)
Iron was quite confused at this new revelation, rubbing his temples.
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Pear looks at Iron, then at the painted reliefs, then back at Iron.
"Critical Theory - My department head at the University - wrote that there is a new consensus as to what happened in the Equestrian integration of the Southern Ponies... They say that viceroy Valiant Cello sent in High View to bring the independent Marexica ponies to heel, and then when a portion of them did not submit, crushed them violently. They say that Hummingbird Feather was kept as a nominal vassal to justify the conquest as a prisoner of High View. They say that the disaster that followed in the Tenochtitlan basin, the drought, the storms, and the cocoliztli was caused by Equestrian mismanagement and indifference. They say the cocolitzi was caused by Equestrians moving the natives closer together, and among new livestock, which, combined with drought forcing fewer and more contaminated water supplies, caused bacterial outbreaks. They say the bad weather was caused by Equestrian weather control taking over a carefully balanced southern ecosystem. They say all of this happened under the watch of Celestia, who herself forced the Southern ponies to assimilate culturally and forced them to become part of her empire."
She seems a little emotional, not really to the point of tears, but perhaps halfway there.
"But that is not what this says here. The Marexica were a proud and culturally productive herd, and they were independent and prosperous in the generations after the fall of Quetzalcoatl. But they were not bullied by Equestria the way the revisionist historians say they were. The Marexica were very religious. They saw nature as controlled by a number of deities. When they saw that the Goddess of Sun and Light herself appeared before them, they recognized her as the head of the natural order. Hummingbird Feather was not kept hostage as a political prisoner by Equestrian conquerers..."
She points her hoof at the third panel on the ground
"When he saw Celestia, he saw her for who she was, She who brings the Sun, and who can instill harmony in ponies. He willingly accepted her as Suzerain over his Kingdom, and the majority of his ponies did as well."
Her eyes look over to the right, towards panels 4 and on
"But the Marexica were a proud and religious herd... The Neighuatl pantheon has a number of Dieties in it, both light and dark, good and evil. To them, all were gods, and masters of the Universe, and ponies were subservient to all. Equestrian religion, though perhaps possessing a greater claim to good and the light, has no place for Darkness nor Evil. Many of the idols of the Marexica were destroyed, and this change in religious practice, as well as other societal changes and subservience to foreign rulers caused unrest in a portion of the population, especially among the priesthood and the military, who didn't fit in well after the changes the Equestrians brought. They saw their culture and country as being subverted and destroyed. So they fled to their hideouts in the hills and in the caves.
There, they once again prayed to their gods, the gods who had their idols smashed, and prayed for them to take vengeance on the invaders and the traitors. When they saw the Cocoliztli and the drought, they must have thought their prayers had been answered - whatever the true cause. So they resisted, and waged a guerilla war against the Equestrians. But the Equestrians had faith in their own God to carry them in battle, and what is more, they had steel. And Equestrian faith, blood, and steel lead them to victory over the rebels. The last rebels either surrendered, or committed suicide. And that's what in this temple. Not Hummingbird Feather and his treasure - he's under a cathedral in Tenochtitlan - but the last free pony of the Marexica. She decided to die rather than to surrender, and her followers buried her here along with the idols of her lost religion"
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"Critical Theory - My department head at the University - wrote that there is a new consensus as to what happened in the Equestrian integration of the Southern Ponies... They say that viceroy Valiant Cello sent in High View to bring the independent Marexica ponies to heel, and then when a portion of them did not submit, crushed them violently. They say that Hummingbird Feather was kept as a nominal vassal to justify the conquest as a prisoner of High View. They say that the disaster that followed in the Tenochtitlan basin, the drought, the storms, and the cocoliztli was caused by Equestrian mismanagement and indifference. They say the cocolitzi was caused by Equestrians moving the natives closer together, and among new livestock, which, combined with drought forcing fewer and more contaminated water supplies, caused bacterial outbreaks. They say the bad weather was caused by Equestrian weather control taking over a carefully balanced southern ecosystem. They say all of this happened under the watch of Celestia, who herself forced the Southern ponies to assimilate culturally and forced them to become part of her empire."
She seems a little emotional, not really to the point of tears, but perhaps halfway there.
"But that is not what this says here. The Marexica were a proud and culturally productive herd, and they were independent and prosperous in the generations after the fall of Quetzalcoatl. But they were not bullied by Equestria the way the revisionist historians say they were. The Marexica were very religious. They saw nature as controlled by a number of deities. When they saw that the Goddess of Sun and Light herself appeared before them, they recognized her as the head of the natural order. Hummingbird Feather was not kept hostage as a political prisoner by Equestrian conquerers..."
She points her hoof at the third panel on the ground
"When he saw Celestia, he saw her for who she was, She who brings the Sun, and who can instill harmony in ponies. He willingly accepted her as Suzerain over his Kingdom, and the majority of his ponies did as well."
Her eyes look over to the right, towards panels 4 and on
"But the Marexica were a proud and religious herd... The Neighuatl pantheon has a number of Dieties in it, both light and dark, good and evil. To them, all were gods, and masters of the Universe, and ponies were subservient to all. Equestrian religion, though perhaps possessing a greater claim to good and the light, has no place for Darkness nor Evil. Many of the idols of the Marexica were destroyed, and this change in religious practice, as well as other societal changes and subservience to foreign rulers caused unrest in a portion of the population, especially among the priesthood and the military, who didn't fit in well after the changes the Equestrians brought. They saw their culture and country as being subverted and destroyed. So they fled to their hideouts in the hills and in the caves.
There, they once again prayed to their gods, the gods who had their idols smashed, and prayed for them to take vengeance on the invaders and the traitors. When they saw the Cocoliztli and the drought, they must have thought their prayers had been answered - whatever the true cause. So they resisted, and waged a guerilla war against the Equestrians. But the Equestrians had faith in their own God to carry them in battle, and what is more, they had steel. And Equestrian faith, blood, and steel lead them to victory over the rebels. The last rebels either surrendered, or committed suicide. And that's what in this temple. Not Hummingbird Feather and his treasure - he's under a cathedral in Tenochtitlan - but the last free pony of the Marexica. She decided to die rather than to surrender, and her followers buried her here along with the idols of her lost religion"
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