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
Shimmering Spark, Onyx Steel, and Brie Achtungsex now make the perilous crossing into the Changeling Lands. In Baltimare, Dark Star prepares for his next big assignement, while Silver concludes his mentoring of traumatized foals. Much further away, Iron stands under jeweled nighttime skies, preparing his next move
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Also, Spark has a small herd around him
>>105002 →
She smiles, with amber eyes and long curled eye lashes
"My name is Aurora Shine. What brings you here?"
>>105002 →
She smiles, with amber eyes and long curled eye lashes
"My name is Aurora Shine. What brings you here?"
>>105008
So, GM, do you want to continue, or are you wanting to spend time with the other characters first?
So, GM, do you want to continue, or are you wanting to spend time with the other characters first?
>>105008
"Oh, I'm actually just visiting for now. What do you do?"
His coats begins to shine just a bit
"Oh, I'm actually just visiting for now. What do you do?"
His coats begins to shine just a bit
>>105012
Alrighty then. If I last remember correctly, Silver was listening to White Orchid talk about the Titans.
Might take a couple minutes on my end if you need me to repost what I last typed.
Alrighty then. If I last remember correctly, Silver was listening to White Orchid talk about the Titans.
Might take a couple minutes on my end if you need me to repost what I last typed.
>>105012
I assume I am not included in the queue today due to further planning on your part so far, as well as a relative fatigue over managing the story you are possibly not experienced or passionate writing about mostly, aside from fleshing out the world of Natives and providing the opportunity to create new characters for your enjoyment.
I assume I am not included in the queue today due to further planning on your part so far, as well as a relative fatigue over managing the story you are possibly not experienced or passionate writing about mostly, aside from fleshing out the world of Natives and providing the opportunity to create new characters for your enjoyment.
>>105015
I must admit, fellow horse person whose head is adorned with a horn, that the previous days I have taken almost all of the attention of our person in charge of managing the world around us, which indicates that I might be stressing the GM's capacity of interacting with others due to the complexity provided by the quest created by his hoof.
I must admit, fellow horse person whose head is adorned with a horn, that the previous days I have taken almost all of the attention of our person in charge of managing the world around us, which indicates that I might be stressing the GM's capacity of interacting with others due to the complexity provided by the quest created by his hoof.
>>105020
"I'm helping some partners move this-"
He taps the wagon with a hoof
"and protection. So they got me through"
"I'm helping some partners move this-"
He taps the wagon with a hoof
"and protection. So they got me through"
>>105017
While I cannot confirm that the current frustration is caused by the inability to properly complete the quest he has planted in front of your character's path, along with the other companions who are controlled by bipeds brandishing appendages with increased dexterity than hooves, the pressure and stress of the buff pony with no extra features that distinguishes him from normal horses could cause some issues with planning and managing due to the complexity that the quest has obtained due to the heavy consequences it presents, as well as the possibility of missing his chance to present the buff pony with the ability to join the agile and flexible winged horse in his own quest.
>>105020
I humbly accept your invitation to continue the path my character has taken.
While I cannot confirm that the current frustration is caused by the inability to properly complete the quest he has planted in front of your character's path, along with the other companions who are controlled by bipeds brandishing appendages with increased dexterity than hooves, the pressure and stress of the buff pony with no extra features that distinguishes him from normal horses could cause some issues with planning and managing due to the complexity that the quest has obtained due to the heavy consequences it presents, as well as the possibility of missing his chance to present the buff pony with the ability to join the agile and flexible winged horse in his own quest.
>>105020
I humbly accept your invitation to continue the path my character has taken.
>>105020
I do. Like I said, if you need me to post the last thing Silver said, I'll post it. Just gimme a minute to load through the old bread.
I do. Like I said, if you need me to post the last thing Silver said, I'll post it. Just gimme a minute to load through the old bread.
New thread. You know what that means?
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>>105027
EEEEEEEEEE
Yes. Yes I do
Spark has already tried to cross the border to engage in illegal equine smuggling and fraud, while Onyx is laying against the door of the carriage talking to some strange pony who just walked up. Brie was previously talking to some ponies who told him some information about crossing and travelling in the Changeling Lands
>>105026
Silver said something like "I wish I were around in those days" Of course, he would have been... for some of it, anyways
Mint Marine is still silent
>>105028
"May I ask... What are you protecting?"
>>105024
Cauldron looks over to the fire, and to Pear
"I can understand if you don't want to stay here tonight... But we need to stop somewhere"
EEEEEEEEEE
Yes. Yes I do
Spark has already tried to cross the border to engage in illegal equine smuggling and fraud, while Onyx is laying against the door of the carriage talking to some strange pony who just walked up. Brie was previously talking to some ponies who told him some information about crossing and travelling in the Changeling Lands
>>105026
Silver said something like "I wish I were around in those days" Of course, he would have been... for some of it, anyways
Mint Marine is still silent
>>105028
"May I ask... What are you protecting?"
>>105024
Cauldron looks over to the fire, and to Pear
"I can understand if you don't want to stay here tonight... But we need to stop somewhere"
>>105029
It's the same, bright-eyed guard, who seems to be sort of biting or otherwise folding in his lower lip.
"And there you are"
It's the same, bright-eyed guard, who seems to be sort of biting or otherwise folding in his lower lip.
"And there you are"
>>105030
Iron lightly bites his lip.
"I am not sure where exactly. Maybe at the River, or is that too far?"
Iron lightly bites his lip.
"I am not sure where exactly. Maybe at the River, or is that too far?"
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>>105030
The very tail end of it, yeah. He was born 4 years after the official end of the Equestrian Industrial Era.
Silver looks over to Mint Marine. "Would you like to talk about something on way to our destination? Something about marine life?"
The very tail end of it, yeah. He was born 4 years after the official end of the Equestrian Industrial Era.
Silver looks over to Mint Marine. "Would you like to talk about something on way to our destination? Something about marine life?"
>>105033
Here is the information Brie gathered previously:
>The pony in front of Brie, who is dressed fairly proper and has a briefcase:
>“Yes, this is a checkpoint to enter Blueberry Fields, specifically the town of Hawthorne. You can navigate the Changeling Zone If only you can convince them that you are there for a purpose. Be absolutely sure to carry your papers at all times, and make certain you have them in order when you cross, and when you try to get back. Avoid eye contact with any creature in a Hegemony uniform where possible. They feel like they have the right to search you, or even to steal off your pony. And the ponies themselves sometimes want to steal your papers.”
>A yellowish Pegasus coming from the other direction:
>“Why would you want to enter? Well, if you do, hold on to any papers you have. The Changelings do not take kindly to foreign visitors, but they are much nicer to foreign subjects than to their own… ‘livestock.’ But try to not look like you are aiding partisans. They are fond of arrests. When you try to come back, don’t think it’s easy to run the border… they have guards, and magical alarms over their walls. But the more rural areas do not have walls. The Fascists are similar in some ways. They don’t care about most ponies entering, but they fear every pony that enters could be a disguised Changeling infiltrator, or an agitator or partisan. They will try to track you down and ask questions, and will send you back if you fail. But they do not care if you do or do not have any kind of papers. They are not fond of ponies who resist the Changelings. They think any pony who will take up arms against the Changelings may take up arms against them.”
>Another pony, trying to go in
>“The guards will let ponies in, but are concerned about ponies who may be spies, or who may aid rebels. They will search you and your cart for weapons.”
"Fascists? Revolutionaries? Hegemony? How many factions are operating in this area?"
>“This is the border of the Changeling Hegemony’s pony colonies and the State of New Mareland’s ‘Bales Autonomous Region,’ basically a puppet government. On this side of the border are local Bales soldiers and a number of Griffin mercenaries for support. Occasionally New Mareland secret police come by, but they don’t normally make their presence known. On the other side of this checkpoint are Changeling colonies. The Changelings have many of their soldiers, or even colonists around. Sometimes they are disguised as ponies, but they don’t really feel like they need to. They also have a secret police, and its much more ‘secret.’ I don’t know if Equestrian freedom fighters are around in either side of the border, but I can tell you with absolute certainty that both the Changelings and the Fascists don’t want Equestrian Freedom Fighters to exist, and act like they are afraid of them.”
>>105032
"Almost two miles... I'm not sure what we would do when we got there if we did"
>>105034
Now, she looks at the wagon
"What have got there?"
>>105035
He stares at Spark
"Why"
>>105037
I'm not sure about that
Mint Marine blinks at Silver
"...."
Here is the information Brie gathered previously:
>The pony in front of Brie, who is dressed fairly proper and has a briefcase:
>“Yes, this is a checkpoint to enter Blueberry Fields, specifically the town of Hawthorne. You can navigate the Changeling Zone If only you can convince them that you are there for a purpose. Be absolutely sure to carry your papers at all times, and make certain you have them in order when you cross, and when you try to get back. Avoid eye contact with any creature in a Hegemony uniform where possible. They feel like they have the right to search you, or even to steal off your pony. And the ponies themselves sometimes want to steal your papers.”
>A yellowish Pegasus coming from the other direction:
>“Why would you want to enter? Well, if you do, hold on to any papers you have. The Changelings do not take kindly to foreign visitors, but they are much nicer to foreign subjects than to their own… ‘livestock.’ But try to not look like you are aiding partisans. They are fond of arrests. When you try to come back, don’t think it’s easy to run the border… they have guards, and magical alarms over their walls. But the more rural areas do not have walls. The Fascists are similar in some ways. They don’t care about most ponies entering, but they fear every pony that enters could be a disguised Changeling infiltrator, or an agitator or partisan. They will try to track you down and ask questions, and will send you back if you fail. But they do not care if you do or do not have any kind of papers. They are not fond of ponies who resist the Changelings. They think any pony who will take up arms against the Changelings may take up arms against them.”
>Another pony, trying to go in
>“The guards will let ponies in, but are concerned about ponies who may be spies, or who may aid rebels. They will search you and your cart for weapons.”
"Fascists? Revolutionaries? Hegemony? How many factions are operating in this area?"
>“This is the border of the Changeling Hegemony’s pony colonies and the State of New Mareland’s ‘Bales Autonomous Region,’ basically a puppet government. On this side of the border are local Bales soldiers and a number of Griffin mercenaries for support. Occasionally New Mareland secret police come by, but they don’t normally make their presence known. On the other side of this checkpoint are Changeling colonies. The Changelings have many of their soldiers, or even colonists around. Sometimes they are disguised as ponies, but they don’t really feel like they need to. They also have a secret police, and its much more ‘secret.’ I don’t know if Equestrian freedom fighters are around in either side of the border, but I can tell you with absolute certainty that both the Changelings and the Fascists don’t want Equestrian Freedom Fighters to exist, and act like they are afraid of them.”
>>105032
"Almost two miles... I'm not sure what we would do when we got there if we did"
>>105034
Now, she looks at the wagon
"What have got there?"
>>105035
He stares at Spark
"Why"
>>105037
I'm not sure about that
Mint Marine blinks at Silver
"...."
>>105038
"I'm.... I'm not completely sure"
He scratches his head while looking lost in thought
"Like I said, I'm hear to pull the wagon and such. I'm not completely sure what's my partners are doing"
"I'm.... I'm not completely sure"
He scratches his head while looking lost in thought
"Like I said, I'm hear to pull the wagon and such. I'm not completely sure what's my partners are doing"
>>105038
Well, I got the impression from reading the wiki at least. 860 - 940 ALB is regarded as the first and largest period of industrial growth in Equestria, and Silver was born in 944.
Silver tils his head at the colt. "Nothing you find interesting that you would like to share?"
Well, I got the impression from reading the wiki at least. 860 - 940 ALB is regarded as the first and largest period of industrial growth in Equestria, and Silver was born in 944.
Silver tils his head at the colt. "Nothing you find interesting that you would like to share?"
>>105038
Looking back at Pear's position and then to Cauldron, he simply purses his lips.
"I guess we should rest here for the time being."
(Perhaps Pear will come along during the day. I need to know where to find her after this.)
With that, he awaits Cauldron's approval of where to rest to plop down into the comfy grass.
Looking back at Pear's position and then to Cauldron, he simply purses his lips.
"I guess we should rest here for the time being."
(Perhaps Pear will come along during the day. I need to know where to find her after this.)
With that, he awaits Cauldron's approval of where to rest to plop down into the comfy grass.
>>105045
"Hello Brie, a bit excited today aren't we? Did you find some mangos? Sorry about this Aurora, but this is one of my business partners."
"Hello Brie, a bit excited today aren't we? Did you find some mangos? Sorry about this Aurora, but this is one of my business partners."
>>105047
Nodding, he pokes his chin, looking at the fire.
"Perhaps it would be a good idea to use the fire over there to boil some water for the travel. The stream inside the temple should prove a good place to get the water, too. I will go sit by the fireplace to keep an eye on the other two."
With that statement, he starts to walk back to the fire, blushing for knowing he went against his word again and will make him look stupid.
Nodding, he pokes his chin, looking at the fire.
"Perhaps it would be a good idea to use the fire over there to boil some water for the travel. The stream inside the temple should prove a good place to get the water, too. I will go sit by the fireplace to keep an eye on the other two."
With that statement, he starts to walk back to the fire, blushing for knowing he went against his word again and will make him look stupid.
>>105047
"I know, but it is a small price to pay to keep things running smoothly. We really can't risk this one going wrong."
"I know, but it is a small price to pay to keep things running smoothly. We really can't risk this one going wrong."
>>105050
"That's... kind of what I was thinking"
She looks back over to Pear, then trots off, into the Temple and the Cavern.
Pear is standing by the fire, and looks up to the night Sky. A few artifacts are arranged around the fire
>>105051
He looks at Spark
"Where did you go to Medical School again?"
>>105049
"I don't know about sharing anything since......"
>>105052
Well then. Brie sounds more convincing
"That's... kind of what I was thinking"
She looks back over to Pear, then trots off, into the Temple and the Cavern.
Pear is standing by the fire, and looks up to the night Sky. A few artifacts are arranged around the fire
>>105051
He looks at Spark
"Where did you go to Medical School again?"
>>105049
"I don't know about sharing anything since......"
>>105052
Well then. Brie sounds more convincing
>>105053
Iron sits in a way to be looking at both the expedition ponies around the campfire, trying to look inconspicuous by looking at the ground and slightly digging the ground lazily with a hoof.
Iron sits in a way to be looking at both the expedition ponies around the campfire, trying to look inconspicuous by looking at the ground and slightly digging the ground lazily with a hoof.
>>105053
"Me? I didn't go. I'm just a pony that goes fetch things for my superiors. Hence the paper allowing me through on their behalf."
"Me? I didn't go. I'm just a pony that goes fetch things for my superiors. Hence the paper allowing me through on their behalf."
>>105056
Iron raises his eyebrows.
"Nightmare Moon? I think I heard the elders talk about it. Was she a horned pony with wings and had fangs?"
Iron raises his eyebrows.
"Nightmare Moon? I think I heard the elders talk about it. Was she a horned pony with wings and had fangs?"
>>105053
"I know that marine life and sailing are as interesting to you as trains are to White Orchid, and I know you have exceptionally great knowledge on those subjects. I wish I had that kind of capacity for knowledge." Silver smiles at the colt. "Come on, just tell me one interesting thing, something that perhaps not many ponies know about. Like something about...sharks! Can you do that for me?"
"I know that marine life and sailing are as interesting to you as trains are to White Orchid, and I know you have exceptionally great knowledge on those subjects. I wish I had that kind of capacity for knowledge." Silver smiles at the colt. "Come on, just tell me one interesting thing, something that perhaps not many ponies know about. Like something about...sharks! Can you do that for me?"
>>105058
Now, she turns back to Iron, and nods
"Yes. Fueled by Envy, she sought to drown the planet in everlasting darkness. But six friends harnessed the power of Kindness, laughter, loyalty, generosity, honesty, and magic to dispel the darkness, and restore the light"
>>105059
With a minor dust cloud, the drained and emaciated herd bolts through the gate. They are quickly enough caught by a tan, startled unicorn inspector on the Bales side, but nevertheless, they go through
>>105060
He looks at Silver, and still has a kind of cowered expression to him
"Well..... There are six different kinds of shark in the Fire Sea... for example"
Now, she turns back to Iron, and nods
"Yes. Fueled by Envy, she sought to drown the planet in everlasting darkness. But six friends harnessed the power of Kindness, laughter, loyalty, generosity, honesty, and magic to dispel the darkness, and restore the light"
>>105059
With a minor dust cloud, the drained and emaciated herd bolts through the gate. They are quickly enough caught by a tan, startled unicorn inspector on the Bales side, but nevertheless, they go through
>>105060
He looks at Silver, and still has a kind of cowered expression to him
"Well..... There are six different kinds of shark in the Fire Sea... for example"
>>105061
Iron, somewhat interested in the tale, starts to close the gap between the two of them up to 2 forelegs of length, prompty laying down to hear what she has to say. All the while he's silent for her to tell her tale.
Iron, somewhat interested in the tale, starts to close the gap between the two of them up to 2 forelegs of length, prompty laying down to hear what she has to say. All the while he's silent for her to tell her tale.
>>105067
Yes, assuming Brie has already prepared his carriage to go through and has not forgotten any huge details
>>105065
"Well... ... There's the Jaguar Shark. It likes the estruaries and sometimes the rivers of the forbidden jungles. It has the lowest salinity requirement of any shark species in Equestria, and is sometimes found in small rivers or even lakes. It's more than a little aggressive. The natives would sometimes throw out part of their food to placate them as they crossed rivers or coastline in canoes"
>>105068
She doesn't have that much more to say
"When a great evil threatened the kingdom, the Mother goddess aranged for her ponies to form bonds of friendship to combat the evil. And they did, bringing the return of the elements of Harmony"
>>105069
You said the other three went through. You didn't mention Spark
Yes, assuming Brie has already prepared his carriage to go through and has not forgotten any huge details
>>105065
"Well... ... There's the Jaguar Shark. It likes the estruaries and sometimes the rivers of the forbidden jungles. It has the lowest salinity requirement of any shark species in Equestria, and is sometimes found in small rivers or even lakes. It's more than a little aggressive. The natives would sometimes throw out part of their food to placate them as they crossed rivers or coastline in canoes"
>>105068
She doesn't have that much more to say
"When a great evil threatened the kingdom, the Mother goddess aranged for her ponies to form bonds of friendship to combat the evil. And they did, bringing the return of the elements of Harmony"
>>105069
You said the other three went through. You didn't mention Spark
>>105070
Cocking his head, Iron is quite confused.
"How can friendship combat evil? There must be something else apart from that to be a threat."
Cocking his head, Iron is quite confused.
"How can friendship combat evil? There must be something else apart from that to be a threat."
>>105070
"It sounds like it prefers warm waters. I am kind of glad we do not have any river sharks up north. It also sounds like natives down here figured out ways to avoid getting eaten, that is always good."
"It sounds like it prefers warm waters. I am kind of glad we do not have any river sharks up north. It also sounds like natives down here figured out ways to avoid getting eaten, that is always good."
>>105078
"I'm glad I made it through as well. I wish I could have say goodbye to my new friends though."
"I'm glad I made it through as well. I wish I could have say goodbye to my new friends though."
>>105080
"I know the feeling... Anyway, the little ones have been giving me trouble and I'm not sure how to handle it. Any suggestions?"
"I know the feeling... Anyway, the little ones have been giving me trouble and I'm not sure how to handle it. Any suggestions?"
>>105079
Silver laughs a tiny bit. "I suppose I would too, if I lived around them.
"Anything else you would share?
Silver laughs a tiny bit. "I suppose I would too, if I lived around them.
"Anything else you would share?
>>105081
"I see... What have you got in that wagon of yours?"
>>105080
Cinamom Heart looks back, and smiles at Spark, as the pink mare and Cold Heart flock to her, and the mare with two little foals go over to one of the stallions
>>105082
"No. Ponies are stronger together in cooperation than as scared and scattered individuals"
>>105084
He turns his head to the side
"No..."
"I see... What have you got in that wagon of yours?"
>>105080
Cinamom Heart looks back, and smiles at Spark, as the pink mare and Cold Heart flock to her, and the mare with two little foals go over to one of the stallions
>>105082
"No. Ponies are stronger together in cooperation than as scared and scattered individuals"
>>105084
He turns his head to the side
"No..."
>>105086
Silver smiles and nods to Mint. "Very well. Thank you for sharing! I did not know about Jaguar Sharks."
Silver smiles and nods to Mint. "Very well. Thank you for sharing! I did not know about Jaguar Sharks."
>>105086
Iron nods.
"Ah. That is true. More able-bodied ponies to face the enemy always increases the odds..."
He looks to the fire, staring at how it crackles, almost entranced with it.
"Like those sticks burn better when bunched up."
Iron nods.
"Ah. That is true. More able-bodied ponies to face the enemy always increases the odds..."
He looks to the fire, staring at how it crackles, almost entranced with it.
"Like those sticks burn better when bunched up."
>>105088
"Every vehicle coming through needs to be searched for contraband like banned publication, weapons, and the like. We may have to pull it over"
>>105087
"chtchtchtcht"
>>105090
The Pink Mare is too distracted, as she hugs Cinnamon Heart, but Cold Heart looks over to Spark, and nods at him, smiling
>>105089
Mint Marine is still a bit less than enthusiastic to open up
"Every vehicle coming through needs to be searched for contraband like banned publication, weapons, and the like. We may have to pull it over"
>>105087
"chtchtchtcht"
>>105090
The Pink Mare is too distracted, as she hugs Cinnamon Heart, but Cold Heart looks over to Spark, and nods at him, smiling
>>105089
Mint Marine is still a bit less than enthusiastic to open up
>>105091
"That is part of it, but it isn't just that. They must be motivated. And they must be well lead. Otherwise, they create new problems for themselves quickly enough"
"That is part of it, but it isn't just that. They must be motivated. And they must be well lead. Otherwise, they create new problems for themselves quickly enough"
>>105092
Not like that will be solved in a day, after all. Small steps. "Perhaps I could share story from my homeland, in return for sharing such interesting facts and stories?"
Not like that will be solved in a day, after all. Small steps. "Perhaps I could share story from my homeland, in return for sharing such interesting facts and stories?"
>>105097
He looks at it
"So it is. Very well, we still need to search every vehicle that comes through. Pull it over to the side"
>>105096
A scrawny, yellow customs guard in brown uniform comes up to Onyx, and in tortured words manages to squeek out,
"Pull it over to the side"
>>105095
"Maybe..."
>>105094
"It is how they should work... Have you heard the story of the founding of Equestria?"
He looks at it
"So it is. Very well, we still need to search every vehicle that comes through. Pull it over to the side"
>>105096
A scrawny, yellow customs guard in brown uniform comes up to Onyx, and in tortured words manages to squeek out,
"Pull it over to the side"
>>105095
"Maybe..."
>>105094
"It is how they should work... Have you heard the story of the founding of Equestria?"
>>105098
"Oh for heaven's sake." Brie says complying. He pokes his head into the carriage and whispers to the lings "Bleib ruhig und komm mit mir"
"Oh for heaven's sake." Brie says complying. He pokes his head into the carriage and whispers to the lings "Bleib ruhig und komm mit mir"
>>105098
He shakes his head, somewhat puzzled over the use of words on how groups worked.
(Are groups in civilization corrupted by something?)
He shakes his head, somewhat puzzled over the use of words on how groups worked.
(Are groups in civilization corrupted by something?)
>>105098
"Hmm...well, I could share story of Star Children, perhaps, if we have enough time." Silver looks to how much farther they have to go to reach the orphanage.
"Hmm...well, I could share story of Star Children, perhaps, if we have enough time." Silver looks to how much farther they have to go to reach the orphanage.
>>105099
The Guard gives an expression like he was expecting something else, but continues standing there
With a totes not visible flash of green fire, a grey earth pony colt and a purple bat pony colt hop out, and stand next to Brie
>>105101
Pear continues
"After centuries of fighting, the Earth Ponies, Pegasi, and Unicorns found themselves needing to flee their homelands as the Windigos forced them out. Even in the south, they were not safe. So they united, and formed the United Tribes of Equestria under their newly learned principals of Harmony"
>>105102
"Star Children... What are those?"
The Guard gives an expression like he was expecting something else, but continues standing there
With a totes not visible flash of green fire, a grey earth pony colt and a purple bat pony colt hop out, and stand next to Brie
>>105101
Pear continues
"After centuries of fighting, the Earth Ponies, Pegasi, and Unicorns found themselves needing to flee their homelands as the Windigos forced them out. Even in the south, they were not safe. So they united, and formed the United Tribes of Equestria under their newly learned principals of Harmony"
>>105102
"Star Children... What are those?"
>>105105
They all should be,... they all should be in fine suits that are reinforced for protection,....
They all should be,... they all should be in fine suits that are reinforced for protection,....
>>105103
Iron blinks.
"It makes sense to join together to fight a common enemy. Did they combine raw strength, the power of flight and magic to dominate everything around them?"
Iron blinks.
"It makes sense to join together to fight a common enemy. Did they combine raw strength, the power of flight and magic to dominate everything around them?"
>>105103
"Ah, that is just name of story, but Star People, those are actually interesting part of story. Beings from another plane of existence, who came to us Severyanans in our time of need, back when Windigos ruled Equus."
"Ah, that is just name of story, but Star People, those are actually interesting part of story. Beings from another plane of existence, who came to us Severyanans in our time of need, back when Windigos ruled Equus."
>>105112
"So did the ponies hug the windigos into running away from them because they despise any sort of friendly affection?"
"So did the ponies hug the windigos into running away from them because they despise any sort of friendly affection?"
>>105112
"And what manner of weapons are banned? Surely not those for personal protection!" Brie is not faking his outrage, opening his cloak to indicate his short sword.
"And what manner of weapons are banned? Surely not those for personal protection!" Brie is not faking his outrage, opening his cloak to indicate his short sword.
>>105115
The guard's expression deteriorates quickly into a sort of frown where the lower lip is tucked under the teeth, at least in the front of the mouth
"You'd best leave that on the Bales side, for the lands you are entering are under the Dominion of the Mother. She alone is sovereign, and she alone may authorize and delegate the use of force. All protection comes from her. Any weapons that may be used against her are contraband."
>>105114
"Hardly. The ponies found quickly that the Windigos were able to turn the pony's own strife against them."
The guard's expression deteriorates quickly into a sort of frown where the lower lip is tucked under the teeth, at least in the front of the mouth
"You'd best leave that on the Bales side, for the lands you are entering are under the Dominion of the Mother. She alone is sovereign, and she alone may authorize and delegate the use of force. All protection comes from her. Any weapons that may be used against her are contraband."
>>105114
"Hardly. The ponies found quickly that the Windigos were able to turn the pony's own strife against them."
>>105113
"Long ago, back when Windigos ruled Equus, all of ponykind made decision to leave our homelands and travel south, to escape from Windigos' terror. But Windigos noticed this, and they did not want their prey to escape. So, they sent big blizzard to try to stop them, and it was biggest this world had ever seen. Winds were so fierce that jumping would cause you to get carried off into frozen sky, and you could not see past your muzzle in thick snowfall. In confusion, one group of ponies got separated from rest, and wandered off east, further into Windigos' territory. These ponies, weak from days of little food and blisteringly cold weather, were pursued onto ice sheet on middle of completely frozen lake, and were surrounded by their ethereal pursuers. It was so cold, they had to huddle up to stay warm, as if any pony tried to run away, they would freeze solid within seconds of exposure to storm. Slowly, Windigos started to close in on their trapped prey..."
"Long ago, back when Windigos ruled Equus, all of ponykind made decision to leave our homelands and travel south, to escape from Windigos' terror. But Windigos noticed this, and they did not want their prey to escape. So, they sent big blizzard to try to stop them, and it was biggest this world had ever seen. Winds were so fierce that jumping would cause you to get carried off into frozen sky, and you could not see past your muzzle in thick snowfall. In confusion, one group of ponies got separated from rest, and wandered off east, further into Windigos' territory. These ponies, weak from days of little food and blisteringly cold weather, were pursued onto ice sheet on middle of completely frozen lake, and were surrounded by their ethereal pursuers. It was so cold, they had to huddle up to stay warm, as if any pony tried to run away, they would freeze solid within seconds of exposure to storm. Slowly, Windigos started to close in on their trapped prey..."
>>105127
"It's a series of mores regulating the relations of ponies to one another, including requirements of honesty, loyalty, and generosity, as well as optimism and humility in personal life"
"It's a series of mores regulating the relations of ponies to one another, including requirements of honesty, loyalty, and generosity, as well as optimism and humility in personal life"
>>105126
"You're welcome to search the carriage while we're inside." Brie says headed toward the building.
"Yes bring it, we have to speak to the appropriate ponies."
"You're welcome to search the carriage while we're inside." Brie says headed toward the building.
"Yes bring it, we have to speak to the appropriate ponies."
>>105129
Iron seems like he gets it.
"So aside from hugging, there is also telling the truth, no treachery, give out things and... What are those last two again?"
Iron seems like he gets it.
"So aside from hugging, there is also telling the truth, no treachery, give out things and... What are those last two again?"
>>105128
>>105130
"And can tell you now, my superior is not going to want pocket knives in the room. He believes a 'disarmed' discussion is a civil discussion"
>>105132
"Optimism, a belief that things will turn out well even when it seems like they are not, and humility, which requires a reduced opinion of the self, especially in dealings with others."
>>105130
"And can tell you now, my superior is not going to want pocket knives in the room. He believes a 'disarmed' discussion is a civil discussion"
>>105132
"Optimism, a belief that things will turn out well even when it seems like they are not, and humility, which requires a reduced opinion of the self, especially in dealings with others."
>>105135
Iron nods.
"So also be positive even in the worst circumstances and... look down on yourself and reduce your achievements?"
Iron nods.
"So also be positive even in the worst circumstances and... look down on yourself and reduce your achievements?"
>>105136
>>105133
The guard does not seem to expect Brie to disarm right there. Rather, he leads them to the building, which it seems was formerly a multilevel apartment building with some sort of Bar or something on the first floor, and a stairwell leading up the the second and third floors in a door off to the left. Entering from the street, the walls inside are white painted cinder-block. A second guard follows
"You should leave you weapons here before going upstairs"
>>105137
"That's not quite right, but not quite wrong either"
>>105133
The guard does not seem to expect Brie to disarm right there. Rather, he leads them to the building, which it seems was formerly a multilevel apartment building with some sort of Bar or something on the first floor, and a stairwell leading up the the second and third floors in a door off to the left. Entering from the street, the walls inside are white painted cinder-block. A second guard follows
"You should leave you weapons here before going upstairs"
>>105137
"That's not quite right, but not quite wrong either"
>>105138
Brie does so, removing the 2 throwing knives and short sword. "Nehmen Sie Ihre Waffen ab" he says to the two lings. He stands and waits for everyone to disarm.
Brie does so, removing the 2 throwing knives and short sword. "Nehmen Sie Ihre Waffen ab" he says to the two lings. He stands and waits for everyone to disarm.
>>105141
Did Spark die?
>>105140
Kerr removes his weapon, while Wesley says
"Ich habe mein im Auto gelassen ..."
>>105140
>>105141
"Are you ready now?"
>>105139
She shakes her head dismissively
"I cannot teach you in a single lesson what must be learned through a lifetime of careful teaching from parents and educators"
Did Spark die?
>>105140
Kerr removes his weapon, while Wesley says
"Ich habe mein im Auto gelassen ..."
>>105140
>>105141
"Are you ready now?"
>>105139
She shakes her head dismissively
"I cannot teach you in a single lesson what must be learned through a lifetime of careful teaching from parents and educators"
>>105142
"That is true, indeed."
Iron's torch lights up, remembering something that Cauldron said.
"Oh! I think the leader ponies back in the metal jungle also practice it. They are humble ponies too, right?"
"That is true, indeed."
Iron's torch lights up, remembering something that Cauldron said.
"Oh! I think the leader ponies back in the metal jungle also practice it. They are humble ponies too, right?"
>>105122
Silver smiles. "Perhaps, but you likely have not heard this exact story before.
"As Windigos closed in, many of these ponies begin to believe that their time was up. They took all foals they had with them, and moved them to center of pile, so that they might stay warm longest out of them all. While many of these ponies felt sad that they had apparently met their doom, they were glad they got to spend their final moments with their loved ones, even as those on outside of pile began to feel numb from cold Windigoes' approach brought.
"But then, out of darkness of snow, they saw light. It was brightest, warmest light they had ever seen in their lives. Quickly, it became brighter, and warmer, chasing away cold and storms and frightening Windigoes away. It was as if very sun itself had descended upon them. But ponies could not see what was happening, as it was too bright.
"When light finally dimmed, those ponies looked around them, and they could not believe their eyes. They were on shore of river, now, and it was no longer frozen, but flowing, free and clear. All of trees, bushes, flowers, and grass, previously covered in ice, were now in full bloom, as if in middle of summer. What was previously hard, cold ground felt cool and wet beneath their hooves. They broke off of pony pile they had formed to protect themselves, with adults wandering around in awe at their new surroundings, and foals frolicking around in newly-revealed forests and meadows.
"It was then they were approached by them. Beings, some in form of ponies, others in as-of-yet unknown forms, all of whom radiated power, came to them and gave gifts to these ponies. From tools to help work land and build for them new homes, to knowledge on how to grow local crops and how to survive in this landscape, to blessings for warmer years and stronger foals, they bestowed many gifts upon these ponies. And in center of these beings, there was her. She shone with radiance of very sun itself, still wet with morning dew, she looked as most beautiful mare in all of existence, wherever her hooves fell it was as if very earth was filled with life. She, flanked by two plows, gave blessing to these ponies, her beloved 'Star Children', that any and all mothers among these ponies may be protected from all harm, that they may give birth to strong foals who can resist all harshness this world and its denizens can give, that future generations may be strong enough to carry these ponies to greatness.
"And, as quick as they came, they left, and these ponies began to build their homes in this land that had been given to them, as they gave their thanks and prayers to those beings that had helped them in their darkest hour."
Silver smiles. "Perhaps, but you likely have not heard this exact story before.
"As Windigos closed in, many of these ponies begin to believe that their time was up. They took all foals they had with them, and moved them to center of pile, so that they might stay warm longest out of them all. While many of these ponies felt sad that they had apparently met their doom, they were glad they got to spend their final moments with their loved ones, even as those on outside of pile began to feel numb from cold Windigoes' approach brought.
"But then, out of darkness of snow, they saw light. It was brightest, warmest light they had ever seen in their lives. Quickly, it became brighter, and warmer, chasing away cold and storms and frightening Windigoes away. It was as if very sun itself had descended upon them. But ponies could not see what was happening, as it was too bright.
"When light finally dimmed, those ponies looked around them, and they could not believe their eyes. They were on shore of river, now, and it was no longer frozen, but flowing, free and clear. All of trees, bushes, flowers, and grass, previously covered in ice, were now in full bloom, as if in middle of summer. What was previously hard, cold ground felt cool and wet beneath their hooves. They broke off of pony pile they had formed to protect themselves, with adults wandering around in awe at their new surroundings, and foals frolicking around in newly-revealed forests and meadows.
"It was then they were approached by them. Beings, some in form of ponies, others in as-of-yet unknown forms, all of whom radiated power, came to them and gave gifts to these ponies. From tools to help work land and build for them new homes, to knowledge on how to grow local crops and how to survive in this landscape, to blessings for warmer years and stronger foals, they bestowed many gifts upon these ponies. And in center of these beings, there was her. She shone with radiance of very sun itself, still wet with morning dew, she looked as most beautiful mare in all of existence, wherever her hooves fell it was as if very earth was filled with life. She, flanked by two plows, gave blessing to these ponies, her beloved 'Star Children', that any and all mothers among these ponies may be protected from all harm, that they may give birth to strong foals who can resist all harshness this world and its denizens can give, that future generations may be strong enough to carry these ponies to greatness.
"And, as quick as they came, they left, and these ponies began to build their homes in this land that had been given to them, as they gave their thanks and prayers to those beings that had helped them in their darkest hour."
>>105143
The guard nods
"He's been informed already"
He leads them upstairs, to a door to what was probably once an apartment, he opens it into a room that is, well......
The walls themselves are a bit changed, with portions covered in a black and greenish organic substance, and a simple black in others. In the center, on top of a still wooden floor is a simple metal desk. It's what is sitting at that desk that makes it different.
Brie sees for the very first time, at least, presumably this is his first time, an adult Drone. His muzzle is a bit wrinkled, he has a horn a little shorter than a unicorn's, his eyes are staright blue with no whites, fangs hang from thin lips and jagged teeth, and translucent holey wings stick out from chitinous skin. In shape, he looks like a greyhound, if a greyhound were deprived of food for a month. Over it all, he wears a very simple tan uniform, and judging from the rotary phone, he must be a clerk
"Er kann dich jetzt hinten sehen"
>>105144
She shakes her head
"Not any more. And not so humble"
The guard nods
"He's been informed already"
He leads them upstairs, to a door to what was probably once an apartment, he opens it into a room that is, well......
The walls themselves are a bit changed, with portions covered in a black and greenish organic substance, and a simple black in others. In the center, on top of a still wooden floor is a simple metal desk. It's what is sitting at that desk that makes it different.
Brie sees for the very first time, at least, presumably this is his first time, an adult Drone. His muzzle is a bit wrinkled, he has a horn a little shorter than a unicorn's, his eyes are staright blue with no whites, fangs hang from thin lips and jagged teeth, and translucent holey wings stick out from chitinous skin. In shape, he looks like a greyhound, if a greyhound were deprived of food for a month. Over it all, he wears a very simple tan uniform, and judging from the rotary phone, he must be a clerk
"Er kann dich jetzt hinten sehen"
>>105144
She shakes her head
"Not any more. And not so humble"
>>105146
That bums Iron out.
"I expected as much from what I heard, honestly."
With that, Iron simply stands there, silently glancing at the presumed unconscious Grant and Pear once in a while.
That bums Iron out.
"I expected as much from what I heard, honestly."
With that, Iron simply stands there, silently glancing at the presumed unconscious Grant and Pear once in a while.
>>105146
"Schöne Grüße. Ich brauche eine spezielle Ausnahmegenehmigung, um Waffen zu behalten, während ich diese beiden zurückbringe" Brie pauses and turns to the lings and asks:
"Auf welchen Bienenstock sind wir unterwegs?"
"Schöne Grüße. Ich brauche eine spezielle Ausnahmegenehmigung, um Waffen zu behalten, während ich diese beiden zurückbringe" Brie pauses and turns to the lings and asks:
"Auf welchen Bienenstock sind wir unterwegs?"
>>105149
"Wer geht nach Bales? Wir gehen in die Hegemonie."
Brie sighs, not remembering the name of the particular are of the Changeling lands they're headed toward.
"Wer geht nach Bales? Wir gehen in die Hegemonie."
Brie sighs, not remembering the name of the particular are of the Changeling lands they're headed toward.
>>105149
"As I said, tools to help work land, knowledge on how to survive off land, and blessings to help them prosper. Much of it was related to agriculture, as old myths go, but they were also taught how to fish should food become scarce."
"As I said, tools to help work land, knowledge on how to survive off land, and blessings to help them prosper. Much of it was related to agriculture, as old myths go, but they were also taught how to fish should food become scarce."
>>105154
Whether Brie was intending it or not, he is sent through to another office, with even more decorations to it
A drone sits at a desk of black wood. He is a bit bigger, and a bit lighter in color, as well as less emaciated in appearance. He wears grey and black
"I was told you wanted to speak to me?"
>>105153
Both ponies are a little disgusted by this, but white orchid far more so
Whether Brie was intending it or not, he is sent through to another office, with even more decorations to it
A drone sits at a desk of black wood. He is a bit bigger, and a bit lighter in color, as well as less emaciated in appearance. He wears grey and black
"I was told you wanted to speak to me?"
>>105153
Both ponies are a little disgusted by this, but white orchid far more so
>>105155
"Ah, you speak ponish, that will make things easier. I will need special dispensation to carry weapons as I escort these two back to their originating hive."
"Ah, you speak ponish, that will make things easier. I will need special dispensation to carry weapons as I escort these two back to their originating hive."
>>105156
The creature actually blinks, with lids that come up as much from the sides as the bottom
"First, who are you, where do you come from, and what is your intent?"
The creature actually blinks, with lids that come up as much from the sides as the bottom
"First, who are you, where do you come from, and what is your intent?"
>>105155
From the look on Silver's face he apparently shares the sentiment, though perhaps not for the exact same reasons. "Ah, it is not focus of story. What is are Star People, or, perhaps as some like Ratibor Svetoslavich believe, this kind of destiny as Star Children us Severyanans have been given by them."
From the look on Silver's face he apparently shares the sentiment, though perhaps not for the exact same reasons. "Ah, it is not focus of story. What is are Star People, or, perhaps as some like Ratibor Svetoslavich believe, this kind of destiny as Star Children us Severyanans have been given by them."
>>105157
"Of course. My name is Brie, Brie Achtzig-Sechs. While conducting *ahem* business in Baltimare, I crossed paths with these two in an unsavory situation. This one is Wesley, and this one is Kerr." Brie says to the two lings "Sie können Ihre Verkleidungen vorerst entfernen."
He turns back to the officer.
"I intend to see them home, and petition for assistance from the Changeling hive"
"Of course. My name is Brie, Brie Achtzig-Sechs. While conducting *ahem* business in Baltimare, I crossed paths with these two in an unsavory situation. This one is Wesley, and this one is Kerr." Brie says to the two lings "Sie können Ihre Verkleidungen vorerst entfernen."
He turns back to the officer.
"I intend to see them home, and petition for assistance from the Changeling hive"
>>105160
"Then... Who are the Star People?"
>>105161
The two little nymphs burst into green fire, burning away their pony exteriors, and leaving behind the holey locusts. They at least look different enough from each other to distinguish, as Kerr has a few reddish features, and Wesley more blue
The uniformed drone, however, levels his horn at Brie, and sends forth green light at Brie, which is slightly shocking, and temporarily blurs his vision.
Roll will save
"Then... Who are the Star People?"
>>105161
The two little nymphs burst into green fire, burning away their pony exteriors, and leaving behind the holey locusts. They at least look different enough from each other to distinguish, as Kerr has a few reddish features, and Wesley more blue
The uniformed drone, however, levels his horn at Brie, and sends forth green light at Brie, which is slightly shocking, and temporarily blurs his vision.
Roll will save
>>105162
Silver can only shrug while he trots along. "Nopony truly knows for certain. Actual gods, beings from another realm, visitors from other worlds. Perhaps they were just visions of starving, freezing ponies. Whatever they were, those early Severyanans believed they were important enough to worship as gods."
Silver can only shrug while he trots along. "Nopony truly knows for certain. Actual gods, beings from another realm, visitors from other worlds. Perhaps they were just visions of starving, freezing ponies. Whatever they were, those early Severyanans believed they were important enough to worship as gods."
>>105163
Not quite good enough to save Brie's mind. He is now compelled to speak the truth, although should he test the spell's limits, he would find he at least has the capacity to refrain from speaking. Not that Changelings recognize self-incrimination rights. Something like Zone of Truth
The Changeling Officer continues where Brie left off
"Where did you find these two? What assistance did you request?"
>>105164
"The nuns tell of legends like that. Visions in the sky of saints, and what have you"
Not quite good enough to save Brie's mind. He is now compelled to speak the truth, although should he test the spell's limits, he would find he at least has the capacity to refrain from speaking. Not that Changelings recognize self-incrimination rights. Something like Zone of Truth
The Changeling Officer continues where Brie left off
"Where did you find these two? What assistance did you request?"
>>105164
"The nuns tell of legends like that. Visions in the sky of saints, and what have you"
>>105166
"In a sex dungeon, owned by a prominent member of the Baltimare aristocracy. What? You asked,.... As for assistance, I want to see the pony in question - and his conspirators - "replaced"."
"In a sex dungeon, owned by a prominent member of the Baltimare aristocracy. What? You asked,.... As for assistance, I want to see the pony in question - and his conspirators - "replaced"."
>>105166
"Perhaps, then, they are one and same, simply with different interpretations. At least up until Steel Stallion came, they were still worshipped in some capacity as part of our version of Celestialism, and held somewhere between saints and gods."
"Perhaps, then, they are one and same, simply with different interpretations. At least up until Steel Stallion came, they were still worshipped in some capacity as part of our version of Celestialism, and held somewhere between saints and gods."
>>105167
Brie's field of vision twists inwards, and resets itself in a more or less intoxicated fashion for several moments
He sticks his short reptilian tongue out in a disgusted hiss
"As is what happens when Ponies dominate..."
But then, he is intrigued
"Tell me more about this 'replacement'"
Brie's field of vision twists inwards, and resets itself in a more or less intoxicated fashion for several moments
He sticks his short reptilian tongue out in a disgusted hiss
"As is what happens when Ponies dominate..."
But then, he is intrigued
"Tell me more about this 'replacement'"
>>105170
Silver nods. "And Vladimane the Great, or Saint Vladimane I suppose you would know him as, converting to Celestialism, and with him much of Severyana following."
Silver nods. "And Vladimane the Great, or Saint Vladimane I suppose you would know him as, converting to Celestialism, and with him much of Severyana following."
>>105169
"Its really rather simple. Comte - that's the pony's name - and a few others who are already in positions of power and authority go missing, and then turn up 'different' than they were. They take control of the upper echelons, while I provide underground support as far as logistics and resources."
"Its really rather simple. Comte - that's the pony's name - and a few others who are already in positions of power and authority go missing, and then turn up 'different' than they were. They take control of the upper echelons, while I provide underground support as far as logistics and resources."
>>105173
"Naturally an underground organization would need a leader that can pass the scrutiny of changeling inspection." Brie shrugs off-handedly.
"Naturally an underground organization would need a leader that can pass the scrutiny of changeling inspection." Brie shrugs off-handedly.
>>105173
Silver chuckles. "Fair enough. I suppose that is most you would ever come to learn about him, as it is what he was most known for. It is like Peter the Great who founded St. Petershoof, or Catherein the Great who led Severyanan Empire to its greatest territorial extent in history. That is, if you learn about them at all. I do not know what they teach in school in Equestria, nowadays."
Silver chuckles. "Fair enough. I suppose that is most you would ever come to learn about him, as it is what he was most known for. It is like Peter the Great who founded St. Petershoof, or Catherein the Great who led Severyanan Empire to its greatest territorial extent in history. That is, if you learn about them at all. I do not know what they teach in school in Equestria, nowadays."
>>105175
"I see... You want a commission to be set up as a Quisling governor in Pony Equestria, along with a set of infiltrators?"
"I see... You want a commission to be set up as a Quisling governor in Pony Equestria, along with a set of infiltrators?"
>>105177
"I'm unfamiliar with those terms. If you mean, "I rule over the common pony while you fellows take over the upper class, leading to a slow infiltration and integration of changelings into the city, with both sides helping one another to maintain control", then yes."
"I'm unfamiliar with those terms. If you mean, "I rule over the common pony while you fellows take over the upper class, leading to a slow infiltration and integration of changelings into the city, with both sides helping one another to maintain control", then yes."
>>105178
He grins in a certain adversarial kind of way that implies that he privately disputes something Brie said. It must not bother him that much, because he says nothing about it.
"What did you need weapons for, and where were you going originally?"
He grins in a certain adversarial kind of way that implies that he privately disputes something Brie said. It must not bother him that much, because he says nothing about it.
"What did you need weapons for, and where were you going originally?"
>>105179
"One always needs weapons when traveling the road, especially unfamiliar roads. I'm sure the Hegemony has done an excellent job of eliminating trouble between individuals, but what manner of indigenous life would make short work out of us? We're certainly not armed well enough to cause a stir amongst the authorities. As for where we are going, I don't honestly recall. These two would know better than I."
"One always needs weapons when traveling the road, especially unfamiliar roads. I'm sure the Hegemony has done an excellent job of eliminating trouble between individuals, but what manner of indigenous life would make short work out of us? We're certainly not armed well enough to cause a stir amongst the authorities. As for where we are going, I don't honestly recall. These two would know better than I."
>>105182
Okay, good, just didn't want to upset you...again.
I've suddenly noticed I have a problem with that.
Okay, good, just didn't want to upset you...again.
I've suddenly noticed I have a problem with that.
>>105186
I know it's not, but it's something that must be done.
Should I make Iron fall asleep to get that rested status?
I know it's not, but it's something that must be done.
Should I make Iron fall asleep to get that rested status?
>>105187
The drone starts to speak in Wechselbalg to the two Nymphs, and converses with them to try to verify Brie's story
He speaks again to Brie:
"Would you serve your Changeling handlers?"
"Would you turn them over to the Pony Authorities?"
"Would you refrain from intervening where your Changeling handlers gave you an order of Stay?"
Again, Brie is under a Zone of Truth style mind-spell
>>105188
He ain't got permission to sleep yet
The drone starts to speak in Wechselbalg to the two Nymphs, and converses with them to try to verify Brie's story
He speaks again to Brie:
"Would you serve your Changeling handlers?"
"Would you turn them over to the Pony Authorities?"
"Would you refrain from intervening where your Changeling handlers gave you an order of Stay?"
Again, Brie is under a Zone of Truth style mind-spell
>>105188
He ain't got permission to sleep yet
>>105189
"I don't know about handlers, but I would work with my allies to achieve a common goal. If I was wont to turn in changelings, I wouldn't be sitting here now (trust me, this hasn't been an easy journey). As for the last, are you asking if I would refrain from acting in a given context if there was a strategic advantage to doing so?" Brie asks this in a way that suggests he thinks the question is dumb. "Yes, I can follow instructions."
"I don't know about handlers, but I would work with my allies to achieve a common goal. If I was wont to turn in changelings, I wouldn't be sitting here now (trust me, this hasn't been an easy journey). As for the last, are you asking if I would refrain from acting in a given context if there was a strategic advantage to doing so?" Brie asks this in a way that suggests he thinks the question is dumb. "Yes, I can follow instructions."
>>105191
"I am asking you, would you take orders from The Mother, and would you refrain from acting in a given context if you were so ordered by your handlers in the Hegemony, because you handlers have judged it to be in the Hegemony's strategic interests to do so?"
"I am asking you, would you take orders from The Mother, and would you refrain from acting in a given context if you were so ordered by your handlers in the Hegemony, because you handlers have judged it to be in the Hegemony's strategic interests to do so?"
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>>105208
Woah there. Don't say that or the GM will make one of the changies dress up as a mango later.
Woah there. Don't say that or the GM will make one of the changies dress up as a mango later.
>>105210
I know, meaning that it's an easy target to sink those fangs in and slurp all of the 'mango' juice.
I know, meaning that it's an easy target to sink those fangs in and slurp all of the 'mango' juice.
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Okay, so I will not be fully available, and perhaps intermittently available tonight. Who wants to play?
>>105222
Checked
I would
>EEEEEEEEEEEE
Like to
>EEEeeee
find out what
>eeeeeeeeeeeeeEEE
the changeling would say. We left off with 'I can't authorize this' "
Checked
I would
>EEEEEEEEEEEE
Like to
>EEEeeee
find out what
>eeeeeeeeeeeeeEEE
the changeling would say. We left off with 'I can't authorize this' "
>>105224
>we can’t authorize this
Brie hasn’t gotten that far yet
“Why are you willing to work for Changelings?”
>we can’t authorize this
Brie hasn’t gotten that far yet
“Why are you willing to work for Changelings?”
>>105229
"You are incredibly boring. I'm not sure if you're aware of it. You know I'm telling the truth cuz I'm under a Geese. That was it I think? Geesa? No, I've never worked with any sort of pony authorities."
"You are incredibly boring. I'm not sure if you're aware of it. You know I'm telling the truth cuz I'm under a Geese. That was it I think? Geesa? No, I've never worked with any sort of pony authorities."
"Wait, hold on a minute"
"There was a bat-pony on the train. He was part of the area law enforcement. I refrained from killing him and killed his opponents."
"Creedence Clearwater Revival or some such name as that. I placed a dagger in his thigh and he didn't blink," Brie says thoughtfully
>>105233
"They were part of revolutionary faction #7. Apparently they though that Pinkie Pie was onboard." Brie says with a smirk.
"They were part of revolutionary faction #7. Apparently they though that Pinkie Pie was onboard." Brie says with a smirk.
>>105235
"Their rifles unironically paid our way," Brie says, somehow referencing the carriage, in spite of the circumstances
"Their rifles unironically paid our way," Brie says, somehow referencing the carriage, in spite of the circumstances
"What I mean to say is, I killed several of them who stopped my train. I've killed others in the interim, bu those were the opponents you inquire of."
>>105237
"Lets see. Wesley and Kerr are paramount, followed by Sparks (Shimmering). He's my unicorn companion. Then there's Onyx. I understand his reputation preceeds him." Brie says with a wink.
"Of course, we shall make all accommodations as necessary and desired by her imminence, but we will be retaining our weapons." Brie assures pleasantly.
>>105237
"Lets see. Wesley and Kerr are paramount, followed by Sparks (Shimmering). He's my unicorn companion. Then there's Onyx. I understand his reputation preceeds him." Brie says with a wink.
"Of course, we shall make all accommodations as necessary and desired by her imminence, but we will be retaining our weapons." Brie assures pleasantly.
"Frag die jungetiere." Brie encourages.
>>105238
“You’ve named a particular pony in the Baltimare Governate to be replaced... Tell me, what do you have to offer her Majesty.”
“You’ve named a particular pony in the Baltimare Governate to be replaced... Tell me, what do you have to offer her Majesty.”
Wesley:
“Es scheint, dass er ein Kollaborateur sein will”
Kerr:
“Er hat uns nicht getötet oder vergewaltigt”
“Es scheint, dass er ein Kollaborateur sein will”
Kerr:
“Er hat uns nicht getötet oder vergewaltigt”
>>105240
Brie activates his disguise cloak to appear like the changeling in front of him.
"Well, I have a trick or two up my sleeve,"
Brie activates his disguise cloak to appear like the changeling in front of him.
"Well, I have a trick or two up my sleeve,"
"I have to say, this is a whole lot more "Where did you work after High School" and a whole lot less "I will eat your soul if you don't tell me what I want to hear!" I mean seriously." Brie scoffs.
>>105242
He nods, but does not otherwise deviate from his direct tone and expression
“And what else?”
>>105243
“It was assumed you understood that much before coming to us. You know the basics of who we are, and reinforcing it does not help us much. What we must know, and what we do not know, is who you are, what you can do for us, and can we trust you. What you are proposing risks both the Hegemony’s international relations, and the lives of our Workers. We are asking you what we need to hear. If you feeling your soul eaten away slowly as you are entombed in a cocoon for longer than your natural life expectancy is not already impressed upon you as a distinct possibility should you displease us, then frankly we have no further use for you or this interview.”
\r
He nods, but does not otherwise deviate from his direct tone and expression
“And what else?”
>>105243
“It was assumed you understood that much before coming to us. You know the basics of who we are, and reinforcing it does not help us much. What we must know, and what we do not know, is who you are, what you can do for us, and can we trust you. What you are proposing risks both the Hegemony’s international relations, and the lives of our Workers. We are asking you what we need to hear. If you feeling your soul eaten away slowly as you are entombed in a cocoon for longer than your natural life expectancy is not already impressed upon you as a distinct possibility should you displease us, then frankly we have no further use for you or this interview.”
\r
>>105246
"One or two drones independently seeking verification of my claims, as well as a thorough beating and maybe 2 weeks dungeon."
"One or two drones independently seeking verification of my claims, as well as a thorough beating and maybe 2 weeks dungeon."
"Speaking of which, I rather expected to be spitting out teeth at this point."
>>105252
If the creature can raise an eyebrow, it did
“Let me repeat myself. What do you have to offer when infiltrating the Baltimare area that we cannot get from a drone or worker?”
If the creature can raise an eyebrow, it did
“Let me repeat myself. What do you have to offer when infiltrating the Baltimare area that we cannot get from a drone or worker?”
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I’m out of the conference for the rest of the day
The last presentation was excellent, and a great way to end the half-day
The last presentation was excellent, and a great way to end the half-day
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>>105259
Well, I was going to go visit a college friend I haven’t seen in a while... but he hasn’t messaged me back since Sunday, and in any event he still lives very far away
Well, I was going to go visit a college friend I haven’t seen in a while... but he hasn’t messaged me back since Sunday, and in any event he still lives very far away
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>>105272
Onyx is surrounded by a number of guards. They have ragged fur, often look kind of scrawny, wear brown or black formal uniforms, and curl up their bottom lips under the front of their muzzles in a curious manner
Onyx is surrounded by a number of guards. They have ragged fur, often look kind of scrawny, wear brown or black formal uniforms, and curl up their bottom lips under the front of their muzzles in a curious manner
>>105273
Onyx stays silent, hoping that this'll all be over soon.
And without him getting eated by a changeling.
Onyx stays silent, hoping that this'll all be over soon.
And without him getting eated by a changeling.
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>>105278
He recoils back, offended at being spoken in that way.
He replies indignantly
“My name is Drohne Vierhundertfünfzig Von Schwarzgeflügelte Engel und Rachen, and I am an agent if the Hive’s Commissariat for Internal Affairs”
He does not end with “thank you very much,” but it is certainly implied in the way he answers
>>105279
A wild Iron appears! I may get to Iron tonight
He recoils back, offended at being spoken in that way.
He replies indignantly
“My name is Drohne Vierhundertfünfzig Von Schwarzgeflügelte Engel und Rachen, and I am an agent if the Hive’s Commissariat for Internal Affairs”
He does not end with “thank you very much,” but it is certainly implied in the way he answers
>>105279
A wild Iron appears! I may get to Iron tonight
>>105281
Ey, nice!
Last thing I recall is Pear saying politicians aren't humble or follow harmonic practices.
Kinda like Cauldron in a general sense.
Ey, nice!
Last thing I recall is Pear saying politicians aren't humble or follow harmonic practices.
Kinda like Cauldron in a general sense.
>>105288
A second guard - actually the same yellow one seen earlier, comes close, says “Schmuggler. Wir brauchen dich” and leaves... Onyx and Spark are briefly alone
A second guard - actually the same yellow one seen earlier, comes close, says “Schmuggler. Wir brauchen dich” and leaves... Onyx and Spark are briefly alone
>>105290
"I've been much better. As for getting out of here. Alive? Probably. Without severe damages? Not with the changelings. But, we'll find a way."
"I've been much better. As for getting out of here. Alive? Probably. Without severe damages? Not with the changelings. But, we'll find a way."
>>105294
Something nice.
Seriously, thank you. I really do enjoy this game and this world you've made. I've ended up having more fun with this than I have with almost anything else.
Something nice.
Seriously, thank you. I really do enjoy this game and this world you've made. I've ended up having more fun with this than I have with almost anything else.
>>105297
Oh, right, that.
"You know, I really was not expecting to end up purchasing all of this." He looks back at all of the stuff he's hauling on his back. "I will give you both this: you knew what you wanted. Plenty of stuff that appeals to your particular interests."
Oh, right, that.
"You know, I really was not expecting to end up purchasing all of this." He looks back at all of the stuff he's hauling on his back. "I will give you both this: you knew what you wanted. Plenty of stuff that appeals to your particular interests."
>>105298
White Orchid:
“Yeah, we knew what we wanted... we definitely didn’t just grab one if everything...”
White Orchid:
“Yeah, we knew what we wanted... we definitely didn’t just grab one if everything...”
>>105301
That they do. "Well...we're here." Silver holds his breath as he tries to maneuver himself and the mountain of stuff through the front door.
That they do. "Well...we're here." Silver holds his breath as he tries to maneuver himself and the mountain of stuff through the front door.
>>105302
It's difficult to maneuver the tower of toys through the front door, and a random nun stares on in disbelief as it comes through
It's difficult to maneuver the tower of toys through the front door, and a random nun stares on in disbelief as it comes through
>>105303
"Heheheh…" Silver continues to carefully fit through the doorway. "You two never really gave me answer on how, or where, you are going to store all of this."
"Heheheh…" Silver continues to carefully fit through the doorway. "You two never really gave me answer on how, or where, you are going to store all of this."
>>105305
"...Perhaps something could be worked out?" Silver gives the nun a pleading look, presumably on the colts' behalf.
"...Perhaps something could be worked out?" Silver gives the nun a pleading look, presumably on the colts' behalf.
>>105306
The two little colts join in the assault, pressing down on the nun with combined arms... er, faces
"Oh, okay..."
They return to the large room, where a new chest is dragged in, and the toys are slowly poured in. Alongside another chest, where there are already a great many toys
The two little colts join in the assault, pressing down on the nun with combined arms... er, faces
"Oh, okay..."
They return to the large room, where a new chest is dragged in, and the toys are slowly poured in. Alongside another chest, where there are already a great many toys
>>105308
Silver lets out a whistle while he assists in the efforts. "There sure is lot of toys here already. Did some ponies donate recently?"
Silver lets out a whistle while he assists in the efforts. "There sure is lot of toys here already. Did some ponies donate recently?"
>>105309
"Yes... this deep blood-red stallion came by yesterday, and left some toys"
White orchid clings possessively to parts of a train set. A 2-6-4 Steam Locomotive, specifically. Imagine how Silver knows that
"Yes... this deep blood-red stallion came by yesterday, and left some toys"
White orchid clings possessively to parts of a train set. A 2-6-4 Steam Locomotive, specifically. Imagine how Silver knows that
>>105310
"Sounds like Dark Star. Unless there are other blood-red stallions in Baltimare I do not know about." He smiles at the vision of White Orchid. "It is nice having some possessions of your own, yes?"
"Sounds like Dark Star. Unless there are other blood-red stallions in Baltimare I do not know about." He smiles at the vision of White Orchid. "It is nice having some possessions of your own, yes?"
>>105311
"That might be him" she says
White orchid smiles as he looks at his loot
"Yes"
The nun adds,
"Normally the foals don't own their own toys. It's all communal property. We try to teach foals to share"
"That might be him" she says
White orchid smiles as he looks at his loot
"Yes"
The nun adds,
"Normally the foals don't own their own toys. It's all communal property. We try to teach foals to share"
>>105312
"He is friend of mine, and good pony, even if I do not completely agree with some of his more...political opinions." He looks again at White Orchid, feeling a little bit of pride welling up. "It is good to share, but it is also nice to be able to claim ownership to something. It gives you little bit of normalcy, like you can feel like you have control over something in your life."
"He is friend of mine, and good pony, even if I do not completely agree with some of his more...political opinions." He looks again at White Orchid, feeling a little bit of pride welling up. "It is good to share, but it is also nice to be able to claim ownership to something. It gives you little bit of normalcy, like you can feel like you have control over something in your life."
>>105313
After Silver says this, Mint Marine moves a step back, and White Orchid continues looking at the train set. The nun looks slightly upset, about to move a hoof forward, before White Orchid moves his eyes to make eye contact with Silver, and White Orchid responds to Silver:
"It does... It can be"
He gives a smile that is both sorrowful and grateful.
After Silver says this, Mint Marine moves a step back, and White Orchid continues looking at the train set. The nun looks slightly upset, about to move a hoof forward, before White Orchid moves his eyes to make eye contact with Silver, and White Orchid responds to Silver:
"It does... It can be"
He gives a smile that is both sorrowful and grateful.
>>105314
Silver's not sure if his heart is going to break or burst first. For the moment, he settles for a nod and a heartfelt smile. "I had fun today, you two. I hope someday soon we will be able to spend some more time together. Perhaps next time we will be able to make use of some of that stuff I bought you, huh?" He looks between the two colts.
Silver's not sure if his heart is going to break or burst first. For the moment, he settles for a nod and a heartfelt smile. "I had fun today, you two. I hope someday soon we will be able to spend some more time together. Perhaps next time we will be able to make use of some of that stuff I bought you, huh?" He looks between the two colts.
>>105315
White Orchid looks a little happier now. Somewhere in his expression, he gives off the sense that he intends to establish himself as a Barron of toys over his little fiefdom of cap guns, swords, and hats contained in the chest, lending them out to the other foals in exchange for popularity or favors. Mint Marine stands in silence as he always does, or nearly always does, having long learned how to minimize his presence. But for all that, he still wears a look of pain, almost torment
White Orchid:
“That would be nice”
White Orchid looks a little happier now. Somewhere in his expression, he gives off the sense that he intends to establish himself as a Barron of toys over his little fiefdom of cap guns, swords, and hats contained in the chest, lending them out to the other foals in exchange for popularity or favors. Mint Marine stands in silence as he always does, or nearly always does, having long learned how to minimize his presence. But for all that, he still wears a look of pain, almost torment
White Orchid:
“That would be nice”
>>105316
The image that settles in his mind actually kinda amuses him. It's something that a normal colt would do, and as far as he's concerned, that's a good thing. Silver is still naturally worried for Mint Marine, and definitely hopes that he will start to heal soon, even if he has been left scared. He decides that, while perhaps there are others better suited to helping Mint recover from his trauma, he'll still try to be there for the little colt.
For now he leaves with a "goodbye" to the two colts, happy that he got to know them a bit better, at least.
The image that settles in his mind actually kinda amuses him. It's something that a normal colt would do, and as far as he's concerned, that's a good thing. Silver is still naturally worried for Mint Marine, and definitely hopes that he will start to heal soon, even if he has been left scared. He decides that, while perhaps there are others better suited to helping Mint recover from his trauma, he'll still try to be there for the little colt.
For now he leaves with a "goodbye" to the two colts, happy that he got to know them a bit better, at least.
>>105317
Before he leaves, but after he exits the ear-range of the nun, Mint Marine charges forward with a last question,
“Do you really think I am a bad pony?”
Before he leaves, but after he exits the ear-range of the nun, Mint Marine charges forward with a last question,
“Do you really think I am a bad pony?”
>>105319
Silver is...quite surprised by the question. Which is probably the point of him asking like this. "No, little one. I...I did not get to properly apologize for all of...that." Checking that they're still out of ear-shot of the nun, he continues. "I forgot where I was, and who I was talking to, and...honestly, I do get very passionate about these sort of things, and...I can not apologize enough for it. It was stupid. I was stupid."
He gives Mint Marine a soft look. "Again, I do not believe you are bad pony, just like how I do not believe Dark Star is bad pony for believing almost exact same thing as you." He turns to Mint Marine and puts a hoof over his heart. "You are good pony, Mint Marine, who has been hurt very badly. And when ponies are hurt like that, they are capable of doing or believing bad or evil things. I know this myself. But that is not what ultimately matters. What matters is in here. In your heart. And in your heart, I see good pony, kind of pony that would make your grandmother proud."
He removes the hoof from over Mint's heart. "I know you are hurt. And I can understand if you would rather try to face it on your own. But you do not have to try to alone. There are ponies out here who do care for you and would try to do whatever they could to help you heal, and I would be glad to count myself among them. If you would let me."
Silver is...quite surprised by the question. Which is probably the point of him asking like this. "No, little one. I...I did not get to properly apologize for all of...that." Checking that they're still out of ear-shot of the nun, he continues. "I forgot where I was, and who I was talking to, and...honestly, I do get very passionate about these sort of things, and...I can not apologize enough for it. It was stupid. I was stupid."
He gives Mint Marine a soft look. "Again, I do not believe you are bad pony, just like how I do not believe Dark Star is bad pony for believing almost exact same thing as you." He turns to Mint Marine and puts a hoof over his heart. "You are good pony, Mint Marine, who has been hurt very badly. And when ponies are hurt like that, they are capable of doing or believing bad or evil things. I know this myself. But that is not what ultimately matters. What matters is in here. In your heart. And in your heart, I see good pony, kind of pony that would make your grandmother proud."
He removes the hoof from over Mint's heart. "I know you are hurt. And I can understand if you would rather try to face it on your own. But you do not have to try to alone. There are ponies out here who do care for you and would try to do whatever they could to help you heal, and I would be glad to count myself among them. If you would let me."
>>105320
The little pony’s ears droop for a moment, but slowly go back up. He seems speechless, much as he was before
The little pony’s ears droop for a moment, but slowly go back up. He seems speechless, much as he was before
>>105321
Silver sits down to be more at eye-level with Mint Marine. "I would still like to see you again someday, and someday soon at that. I know you are wanting to see harbor, and while I may not be expert swimmer, especially with this winter coat of mine, I would like to see you make use of that scuba equipment, and perhaps teach me more about wonders of marine life along way."
Silver sits down to be more at eye-level with Mint Marine. "I would still like to see you again someday, and someday soon at that. I know you are wanting to see harbor, and while I may not be expert swimmer, especially with this winter coat of mine, I would like to see you make use of that scuba equipment, and perhaps teach me more about wonders of marine life along way."
>>105323
"Maybe next time you will also tell me about new kind of shark, too." Silver musses up Mint's mane playfully. "Take care, little one. I hope to see you soon."
"Maybe next time you will also tell me about new kind of shark, too." Silver musses up Mint's mane playfully. "Take care, little one. I hope to see you soon."
>>105324
He closes his eyes, and tilts his head up into the ruffling with a smile. When Silver ceases, Mint Marine says “see you”
He closes his eyes, and tilts his head up into the ruffling with a smile. When Silver ceases, Mint Marine says “see you”
>>105325
Silver smiles at Mint before turning and leaving the orphanage. As he trots, he feels as if a weight has been lifted off his chest and shoulders. Like perhaps that things have the potential to be better, now, if not perfect. He will most certainly try to find an opportunity to make good on his claims, so that he may come back to the orphanage to spend time with the two colts he's gotten to know better.
For now, it's back to work for Silver.
Silver smiles at Mint before turning and leaving the orphanage. As he trots, he feels as if a weight has been lifted off his chest and shoulders. Like perhaps that things have the potential to be better, now, if not perfect. He will most certainly try to find an opportunity to make good on his claims, so that he may come back to the orphanage to spend time with the two colts he's gotten to know better.
For now, it's back to work for Silver.
>>105333
Seeing how without his armor and shield he is almost always near death after every encounter, it's not a big surprise.
Seeing how without his armor and shield he is almost always near death after every encounter, it's not a big surprise.
>>105337
Protect me from stray DS bullets, please. I absorb the actual enemy shots, especially with the higher AC.
And possibly Dex increasing potions to raise it up even more.
Protect me from stray DS bullets, please. I absorb the actual enemy shots, especially with the higher AC.
And possibly Dex increasing potions to raise it up even more.
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Okay, ready
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>>105360
*shrugs*
Now here's the question: has it dropped enough to prevent undead from hiding underneath its surface?
*shrugs*
Now here's the question: has it dropped enough to prevent undead from hiding underneath its surface?
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>>105363
Hmm...good enough. I suppose it's time now. If anything's left crouching/legless, they'll be exposed by the pump by the time he's finished gathering the books Blue Skies needs.
Silver begins the process of re-equipping his armor and weapons he left in/by his cart, in particular he makes sure he's got his Lavender Rifle prepared for detonating the unexploded bomb in the quarry. He also grabs the fishing wire, the container of bait, and his Potions of Hide From Undead before positioning himself above the catacombs quarry exit. Assuming it's been reopened, that is.
Hmm...good enough. I suppose it's time now. If anything's left crouching/legless, they'll be exposed by the pump by the time he's finished gathering the books Blue Skies needs.
Silver begins the process of re-equipping his armor and weapons he left in/by his cart, in particular he makes sure he's got his Lavender Rifle prepared for detonating the unexploded bomb in the quarry. He also grabs the fishing wire, the container of bait, and his Potions of Hide From Undead before positioning himself above the catacombs quarry exit. Assuming it's been reopened, that is.
>>105364
Again, a small trail leads down into the quarry from the edge. To Silver's left, the quarry is deeper, and there is still some water. It leads up almost like an upside down wedding cake to higher levels, with the right side containing the entrance to the catacombs.
Again, a small trail leads down into the quarry from the edge. To Silver's left, the quarry is deeper, and there is still some water. It leads up almost like an upside down wedding cake to higher levels, with the right side containing the entrance to the catacombs.
>>105365
Hmm... Silver decides to do a test run with the sealed bait to see if he can keep it levitated with the fishing wire all the way from the entrance to the bomb by trotting along the trail.
Hmm... Silver decides to do a test run with the sealed bait to see if he can keep it levitated with the fishing wire all the way from the entrance to the bomb by trotting along the trail.
>>105367
Basically, he's seeing if he can levitate the bait on the fishing wire from the catacombs entrance all the way to the bomb.
Basically, he's seeing if he can levitate the bait on the fishing wire from the catacombs entrance all the way to the bomb.
>>105368
If he climbs, trots, and wades all the way from the entrance to the bomb, then sure. That is not a straight-forward process, as it involves the risk of attracting creatures through the hole to the catacombs, and also any possible dangers unseen in the water
If he climbs, trots, and wades all the way from the entrance to the bomb, then sure. That is not a straight-forward process, as it involves the risk of attracting creatures through the hole to the catacombs, and also any possible dangers unseen in the water
>>105370
Okay, I am very confused by what you are suggesting? Are you suggesting he use his magic to try to extend out to levitate it? Are you suggesting he places the bait on a weighted fishing line exactly the same as if Silver were deep sea fishing for sturgeon, then sling it out on a fishing rod and reel it towards the direction of the bomb?
Okay, I am very confused by what you are suggesting? Are you suggesting he use his magic to try to extend out to levitate it? Are you suggesting he places the bait on a weighted fishing line exactly the same as if Silver were deep sea fishing for sturgeon, then sling it out on a fishing rod and reel it towards the direction of the bomb?
>>105372
The bomb is across the quarry, and also closer towards Silver. At least 50 meters. His magic cannot extend that far
The bomb is across the quarry, and also closer towards Silver. At least 50 meters. His magic cannot extend that far
>>105374
The issue with that is that there are two "cake layers" where the elevation of the quarry goes up some feet, and that the last "layer" is partly submerged
The issue with that is that there are two "cake layers" where the elevation of the quarry goes up some feet, and that the last "layer" is partly submerged
>>105375
It sounds like the only reasonable option would be to cast it out on the line and reel it back in.
It sounds like the only reasonable option would be to cast it out on the line and reel it back in.
>>105376
I'm not sure that he bought a fishing rod, even as he bought fishing line. I guess there are other options
I'm not sure that he bought a fishing rod, even as he bought fishing line. I guess there are other options
>>105377
It wasn't originally the idea I had, but perhaps buying a suitable fishing rod would be a good idea.
It wasn't originally the idea I had, but perhaps buying a suitable fishing rod would be a good idea.
>>105379
Probably a good idea to go buy a fishing rod, then. Here's hoping it'll be worth less that 36 Bits, or that there's a fishing supplies store in Baltimare ran by a pony, because otherwise there's going to be a very insulted Griffon shopkeeper.
Probably a good idea to go buy a fishing rod, then. Here's hoping it'll be worth less that 36 Bits, or that there's a fishing supplies store in Baltimare ran by a pony, because otherwise there's going to be a very insulted Griffon shopkeeper.
>>105380
I'm going to assume this means that Silver goes back to the fishing shop
"Hallo" The white and gold griffin, with the scar running along his face, extends a claw in evident greetings
I'm going to assume this means that Silver goes back to the fishing shop
"Hallo" The white and gold griffin, with the scar running along his face, extends a claw in evident greetings
>>105382
"Hello again, my friend. I was wondering if I could take look at selection of your fishing rods?"
"Hello again, my friend. I was wondering if I could take look at selection of your fishing rods?"
>>105383
He looks at Silver for a moment, narrowing eyebrows, before easing up
"Oh, yes. We have many fishing rod. What you want? Big fish, little fish? Sea? Lake?"
He looks at Silver for a moment, narrowing eyebrows, before easing up
"Oh, yes. We have many fishing rod. What you want? Big fish, little fish? Sea? Lake?"
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>>105386
You're talking to someone who knows nothing about fishing. You're also talking to someone who's looking more for avoiding pissing this Griffon off than anything.
You're talking to someone who knows nothing about fishing. You're also talking to someone who's looking more for avoiding pissing this Griffon off than anything.
>>105388
>>105389
The Griffin guides Silver through a set of fishing rods kept along a wall, often taking them off and demonstrating their actions. It quickly becomes apparent to Silver that even if the two had a language in common, Silver would not really understand how to buy fishing rods. After some time, Silver explains that he needs a rod that can cast fishing line a relatively long distance, but only needs to support the weight of small fish. The Griffin selects one for Silver that hopefully meets those two qualifications
>>105389
The Griffin guides Silver through a set of fishing rods kept along a wall, often taking them off and demonstrating their actions. It quickly becomes apparent to Silver that even if the two had a language in common, Silver would not really understand how to buy fishing rods. After some time, Silver explains that he needs a rod that can cast fishing line a relatively long distance, but only needs to support the weight of small fish. The Griffin selects one for Silver that hopefully meets those two qualifications
>>105396
Lucky Silver
(Assuming Silver does indeed buy it)
The griffin counts the coins given to him, then claws over the fishing materials in each of their several pieces - the rod, the reel, the line, the hook, and the weight
Lucky Silver
(Assuming Silver does indeed buy it)
The griffin counts the coins given to him, then claws over the fishing materials in each of their several pieces - the rod, the reel, the line, the hook, and the weight
>>105397
"Thank you. I will remember this store, if someone asks me where they can buy fishing supplies."
"Thank you. I will remember this store, if someone asks me where they can buy fishing supplies."
>>105401
First things first: upon arriving, Silver assembles the fishing rod. This will certainly be new experience.
First things first: upon arriving, Silver assembles the fishing rod. This will certainly be new experience.
>>105402
It's a straightforward enough process, and soon the fishing rod is fully assembled
I have to sleep now...
It's a straightforward enough process, and soon the fishing rod is fully assembled
I have to sleep now...
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>>105406
Poor Shining.
So, you still need a couple hours to be ready like yesterday, or are you ready now? Or do you not want to continue right now?
Poor Shining.
So, you still need a couple hours to be ready like yesterday, or are you ready now? Or do you not want to continue right now?
>>105409
Silver downs one of his two remaining Hide From Undead potions as he trots into position. He also eyes one of his bottles of whiskey on the way, but ultimately decides it's better to have a clear head than dulled nerves.
Two things: first, how did your conference go, and second, will casting the bait require some sort of roll, or is this going to be a freebee?
Silver downs one of his two remaining Hide From Undead potions as he trots into position. He also eyes one of his bottles of whiskey on the way, but ultimately decides it's better to have a clear head than dulled nerves.
Two things: first, how did your conference go, and second, will casting the bait require some sort of roll, or is this going to be a freebee?
>>105410
It depends on how he “casts” it. If it’s with a fishing rod, then yes
It was mostly fun, almost like a little vacation
It depends on how he “casts” it. If it’s with a fishing rod, then yes
It was mostly fun, almost like a little vacation
>>105412
If he’s taking the effort and expense of using a “hide from undead” potion there is not really a reason to cast it from a distance - he would just let it dangle as he spread it through the catacombs. If he’s casting it from a distance, he may as well let himself be bait
If he’s taking the effort and expense of using a “hide from undead” potion there is not really a reason to cast it from a distance - he would just let it dangle as he spread it through the catacombs. If he’s casting it from a distance, he may as well let himself be bait
>>105413
So, just trot into the catacombs, open the bait, and lead all of them out to the bomb for easy dispatching?
So, just trot into the catacombs, open the bait, and lead all of them out to the bomb for easy dispatching?
>>105415
Honestly, I wasn't sure if that was even possible. It sounds like the simplest, easiest solution. So, if it's possible...yeah, let's go for it.
Honestly, I wasn't sure if that was even possible. It sounds like the simplest, easiest solution. So, if it's possible...yeah, let's go for it.
>>105417
Just one thing before we start: once Silver opens the bait, how quickly will the scent spread throughout the catacombs?
Just one thing before we start: once Silver opens the bait, how quickly will the scent spread throughout the catacombs?
>>105419
A very important one, at that. If it spreads quickly, then it's best that Silver opens it just inside the catacombs itself and let the bait do its work. If it spreads slowly, then it's best that Silver goes deep within the catacombs, opens it, then sprints with the bait all the way outside.
A very important one, at that. If it spreads quickly, then it's best that Silver opens it just inside the catacombs itself and let the bait do its work. If it spreads slowly, then it's best that Silver goes deep within the catacombs, opens it, then sprints with the bait all the way outside.
>>105421
Well, let's see: if it spreads quickly and Silver opens it deep inside the catacombs, then he's dead. If it spreads slowly and Silver opens it only just inside, then he only draws out a couple undead. Given those odds, it's less likely to result in Silver's death if he opens it just inside. Probably fucking myself over since you'll likely have it spread slowly, but it's better that Silver doesn't die just yet.
Unless that's what you're aiming for, I don't know.
Well, let's see: if it spreads quickly and Silver opens it deep inside the catacombs, then he's dead. If it spreads slowly and Silver opens it only just inside, then he only draws out a couple undead. Given those odds, it's less likely to result in Silver's death if he opens it just inside. Probably fucking myself over since you'll likely have it spread slowly, but it's better that Silver doesn't die just yet.
Unless that's what you're aiming for, I don't know.
>>105423
Just inside the catacombs when entering from the quarry. After that, it's just a matter of waiting for some ghasts to approach before leading them out to the bomb.
Just inside the catacombs when entering from the quarry. After that, it's just a matter of waiting for some ghasts to approach before leading them out to the bomb.
>>105424
Alright, would this be right inside the entrance, and would he do anything else to attract attention?
Alright, would this be right inside the entrance, and would he do anything else to attract attention?
>>105425
Essentially, yeah, that or just outside the door to the room where the entrance is located. As for what else he would do, while they might not be able to hear any sounds Silver himself makes, they would probably still hear a gunshot from his Lavender rifle. So firing off a shot with that would help attract them, I think.
Essentially, yeah, that or just outside the door to the room where the entrance is located. As for what else he would do, while they might not be able to hear any sounds Silver himself makes, they would probably still hear a gunshot from his Lavender rifle. So firing off a shot with that would help attract them, I think.
>>105426
Alright.
As Silver walks down, his side is darkened by the long shadows cast by the afternoon sun. The newly exposed rock on the quarry is still wet, and discolored, as is some of the water remaining in the bottom. The engine powering the pump drones on endlessly, as the water is pumped out. When Silver gets to the actual hole, rocks litter the bottom, and bricks are knocked out of place from the dynamiting. As before, air enters from the hole, going in. Silver does not see or hear much inside, and even the area beyond the hole is hard to see, by virtue of the hole’s perpendicular orientation to the setting sun
Alright.
As Silver walks down, his side is darkened by the long shadows cast by the afternoon sun. The newly exposed rock on the quarry is still wet, and discolored, as is some of the water remaining in the bottom. The engine powering the pump drones on endlessly, as the water is pumped out. When Silver gets to the actual hole, rocks litter the bottom, and bricks are knocked out of place from the dynamiting. As before, air enters from the hole, going in. Silver does not see or hear much inside, and even the area beyond the hole is hard to see, by virtue of the hole’s perpendicular orientation to the setting sun
>>105427
Good. Airflow will speed up diffusion of scent throughout catacombs. Silver takes a deep breath while he starts inside the entrance. If somepony were there to ask him, he would be lying if he said we wasn't a little nervous, courting death like this. Well, let us get this started. Silver opens the bait and wafts its pungent smell into the air. "HEY, UGLIES!" Silver grabs his rifle, firing a shot into the echoing darkness and working the bolt to load the next shot. "DINNER IS READY! COME AND GET IT!"
Good. Airflow will speed up diffusion of scent throughout catacombs. Silver takes a deep breath while he starts inside the entrance. If somepony were there to ask him, he would be lying if he said we wasn't a little nervous, courting death like this. Well, let us get this started. Silver opens the bait and wafts its pungent smell into the air. "HEY, UGLIES!" Silver grabs his rifle, firing a shot into the echoing darkness and working the bolt to load the next shot. "DINNER IS READY! COME AND GET IT!"
>>105429
Silver can already feel his heart's pace quicken and his muscles tensing as his body begins producing adrenaline, preparing him for the ever-persistent fight-or-flight response. He sounds the dinner bell again, fighting off another shot into the darkness and working the bolt to load another. "NICE, TASTY MEAL, JUST FOR YOU ALL!"
Silver throws a brief glance over his shoulder to make sure there isn't anything coming from the water to try to get at him from behind.
Silver can already feel his heart's pace quicken and his muscles tensing as his body begins producing adrenaline, preparing him for the ever-persistent fight-or-flight response. He sounds the dinner bell again, fighting off another shot into the darkness and working the bolt to load another. "NICE, TASTY MEAL, JUST FOR YOU ALL!"
Silver throws a brief glance over his shoulder to make sure there isn't anything coming from the water to try to get at him from behind.
>>105430
From inside - the sound of a rock being kicked. A soft growl. Another growl, and a softer, falling rock. Metal clangs. Another sound, unidentifiable, that sounds closest to fish flopping in shallow water. Still another sound that is somewhere between a female screaming, or a fox’s call. From behind... nothing visible yet. Silver may be approached from either side, or from a door across. In the blackness, it’s hard to tell if red eyes glance back at at him, then look away, or if those are the impressions left on his eyes from a quick glance into the setting sun
From inside - the sound of a rock being kicked. A soft growl. Another growl, and a softer, falling rock. Metal clangs. Another sound, unidentifiable, that sounds closest to fish flopping in shallow water. Still another sound that is somewhere between a female screaming, or a fox’s call. From behind... nothing visible yet. Silver may be approached from either side, or from a door across. In the blackness, it’s hard to tell if red eyes glance back at at him, then look away, or if those are the impressions left on his eyes from a quick glance into the setting sun
>>105431
All of these very dangerous sounds and none of their sources visible. It's well more than enough to make the grizzled mercenary's fluffy coat hairs stand on end. He wafts the bait a bit more into the air while looking all around him. He doesn't like being exposed like this. He's in a very vulnerable position.
All of these very dangerous sounds and none of their sources visible. It's well more than enough to make the grizzled mercenary's fluffy coat hairs stand on end. He wafts the bait a bit more into the air while looking all around him. He doesn't like being exposed like this. He's in a very vulnerable position.
>>105432
The growling counties from afar, as does the scurrying, the occasional kicked rock, the sometimes clanging of the metal. But when it approaches.... it goes quiet
The growling counties from afar, as does the scurrying, the occasional kicked rock, the sometimes clanging of the metal. But when it approaches.... it goes quiet
>>105433
They are hunting. Even while under the effects of the potion he took, Silver still feels on edge. He pulls out his flashlight and turns it on to get just a little bit of a look inside the dark tunnel.
They are hunting. Even while under the effects of the potion he took, Silver still feels on edge. He pulls out his flashlight and turns it on to get just a little bit of a look inside the dark tunnel.
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>>105434
Not everything that can be seen by the eye, can be correlated by the mind to the words to express it.
This is an approximation of the quadruped forms and glimmering eyes that stare back at Silver from the darkness. Remember, Silver’s back is against a symmetrical, equal tunnel
Not everything that can be seen by the eye, can be correlated by the mind to the words to express it.
This is an approximation of the quadruped forms and glimmering eyes that stare back at Silver from the darkness. Remember, Silver’s back is against a symmetrical, equal tunnel
>>105435
Needless to say, it is quite possibly the creepiest thing Silver has ever seen. "Селестия садится на мой рог и крутится…"
With that fairly creative swear and disturbing image in front of him, Silver decides that it's a good time to try to lead them out of the catacombs. He slowly makes his way back outside with the bait held out, while he uses his magic along the way to turn over and disturb the small(ish) rocks in the tunnel to simulate the sound of hoofsteps moving along.
Needless to say, it is quite possibly the creepiest thing Silver has ever seen. "Селестия садится на мой рог и крутится…"
With that fairly creative swear and disturbing image in front of him, Silver decides that it's a good time to try to lead them out of the catacombs. He slowly makes his way back outside with the bait held out, while he uses his magic along the way to turn over and disturb the small(ish) rocks in the tunnel to simulate the sound of hoofsteps moving along.
>>105436
The deformed, mummified heads turn and growl at the sounds, one even lunging towards the rocks. He can bet he has their attention
The deformed, mummified heads turn and growl at the sounds, one even lunging towards the rocks. He can bet he has their attention
>>105437
"Come on, just follow me...you want some delicious food, yes?" Silver continues manipulating rocks as he trots along. He really hopes they're following, as he doesn't know much else he could try.
"Come on, just follow me...you want some delicious food, yes?" Silver continues manipulating rocks as he trots along. He really hopes they're following, as he doesn't know much else he could try.
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>>105439
Silver really hopes he's getting close to sunlight. He tries to keep his distance, but his primary concern is getting out of this horror-show.
Silver really hopes he's getting close to sunlight. He tries to keep his distance, but his primary concern is getting out of this horror-show.
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>>105440
The sunlight is 15 feet away. 15 of the longest feet Silver has ever had to walk in his life. With each step, an audible “clop” is made, and they listen intently, rushing forward a few feet, then stopping and listening again
The sunlight is 15 feet away. 15 of the longest feet Silver has ever had to walk in his life. With each step, an audible “clop” is made, and they listen intently, rushing forward a few feet, then stopping and listening again
>>105441
Silver, as it turns out, does not like being hunted by the undead. He quickens his pace ever-so slightly, wishing he can at least see the horrors which stalk him so.
Silver, as it turns out, does not like being hunted by the undead. He quickens his pace ever-so slightly, wishing he can at least see the horrors which stalk him so.
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>>105442
Silver can do that of course, although his hooves make more noise the faster he goes.
From further away, another female scream... Or maybe it’s a Fox’s call, who can say
https://youtu.be/UxLHUxzEoRU
Silver can do that of course, although his hooves make more noise the faster he goes.
From further away, another female scream... Or maybe it’s a Fox’s call, who can say
https://youtu.be/UxLHUxzEoRU
>>105443
The thought occurs to him that perhaps there's something attacking the mare in the front office...a thought that isn't very comforting in this situation. He really does not want to be responsible for an innocent pony getting hurt or worse. He hopes it's just some other undead creature making noises, or that it really is just a fox call.
Towards the light Silver continues, the fur on his back sticking out and only contained by his clothing and armor.
The thought occurs to him that perhaps there's something attacking the mare in the front office...a thought that isn't very comforting in this situation. He really does not want to be responsible for an innocent pony getting hurt or worse. He hopes it's just some other undead creature making noises, or that it really is just a fox call.
Towards the light Silver continues, the fur on his back sticking out and only contained by his clothing and armor.
>>105445
Silver grabs the heaviest boulder he can on the way out using his magic, before making a run for it. He hopes he can get the horde excited enough to follow his hoofsteps blindly, before chucking the bait and the boulder into the water by the bomb.
Silver grabs the heaviest boulder he can on the way out using his magic, before making a run for it. He hopes he can get the horde excited enough to follow his hoofsteps blindly, before chucking the bait and the boulder into the water by the bomb.
>>105450
As nice a thought as that is, Silver is only a character, even if I personally have grown attached to him. He really wouldn't have to do anything like that. If Silver ever dies, he dies; I'd just have to deal with it and either quit or make a new character.
As nice a thought as that is, Silver is only a character, even if I personally have grown attached to him. He really wouldn't have to do anything like that. If Silver ever dies, he dies; I'd just have to deal with it and either quit or make a new character.
>>105455
I am about half convinced that this is intended to kill Silver off, but alright, how many are needed.
I am about half convinced that this is intended to kill Silver off, but alright, how many are needed.
[1d20+5 = 20]
[1d20+5 = 7]
>>105459
Two ghouls grab at Silver with sharp, bony hooves. Silver may want to get the hell out of there
[1d20+5 = 7]
>>105459
Two ghouls grab at Silver with sharp, bony hooves. Silver may want to get the hell out of there
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[1d20+7 = 20]
>>105467
Okay, so that's a helpful note to leave Silver's final moments on. I will likely see you tomorrow with a new character sheet.
>>105467
Okay, so that's a helpful note to leave Silver's final moments on. I will likely see you tomorrow with a new character sheet.
>>105471
That's quite the spooky response, GM.
I wonder if this was spawned from a negative feeling you had acquired beforehand.
That's quite the spooky response, GM.
I wonder if this was spawned from a negative feeling you had acquired beforehand.
>>105476
I do, but I'm not sure this can be called combat at this moment.
So, Silver has with him a boulder and the bait. Is he within range to chuck them near the bomb?
I do, but I'm not sure this can be called combat at this moment.
So, Silver has with him a boulder and the bait. Is he within range to chuck them near the bomb?
>>105479
Well, if they're within range, the first thing he definitely needs to do is throw that boulder into the water to make the undead think he's trying to escape by water, and that bait near/on the bomb to make them all gather around it, before he can run off to the side out of the way of the angry horde.
Well, if they're within range, the first thing he definitely needs to do is throw that boulder into the water to make the undead think he's trying to escape by water, and that bait near/on the bomb to make them all gather around it, before he can run off to the side out of the way of the angry horde.
>>105483
>Nat 20
Silver is going to eat several Nat 1s after this, knowing how the dice gods like to play it.
>Nat 20
Silver is going to eat several Nat 1s after this, knowing how the dice gods like to play it.
>>105485
Sorry, I just know how things go with me and dice. I'm not looking this rare gift horse in the mouth.
Silver dives out of the way of the horde, levitating the bait over to the bomb if possible, and throwing it if that is not so.
Sorry, I just know how things go with me and dice. I'm not looking this rare gift horse in the mouth.
Silver dives out of the way of the horde, levitating the bait over to the bomb if possible, and throwing it if that is not so.
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>>105493
This is the one day that GM has the most amount of free time. Hopefully nothing supernatural happens that limits this pattern.
This is the one day that GM has the most amount of free time. Hopefully nothing supernatural happens that limits this pattern.
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>>105496
Okay, so Silver has tossed a boulder into the water. I am less sure about the fate of the bait, or where Silver intends to go
Okay, so Silver has tossed a boulder into the water. I am less sure about the fate of the bait, or where Silver intends to go
>>105498
Silver's going to at least try to dive out of the way of the horde, while either levitating or throwing the bait towards the bomb.
Silver's going to at least try to dive out of the way of the horde, while either levitating or throwing the bait towards the bomb.
>>105499
The boulder made a hell of a splash, but Silver still has the bait, and his hooves still clop
The boulder made a hell of a splash, but Silver still has the bait, and his hooves still clop
>>105500
So, what should be done first: a roll to throw the bait to the bomb, or a Move Silently check so the horde loses track of his hoofsteps?
So, what should be done first: a roll to throw the bait to the bomb, or a Move Silently check so the horde loses track of his hoofsteps?
>>105502
He needs to get the bait away from him, somehow, and I don't know what else he could do in this particular instance.
He needs to get the bait away from him, somehow, and I don't know what else he could do in this particular instance.
[1d20+4 = 9]
>>105506
I suppose that would be for tossing the bait.
Also, before I forget, here's the Move Silently roll for quietly getting out of the way of the horde..
>>105506
I suppose that would be for tossing the bait.
Also, before I forget, here's the Move Silently roll for quietly getting out of the way of the horde..
>>105508
So, has the horde taken the bait, or will Silver need to make a more successful Move Silently check?
So, has the horde taken the bait, or will Silver need to make a more successful Move Silently check?
>>105511
>>105511
As Silver shoots out of the blackness, he is followed by a mad, rushing horde of undead, centuries buried and exposed only now to the light. This reacquaintance with the sun, which most of them have not seen since they were living, breathing ponies of flesh and blood, does not cause them pause. Nothing but their quarry interests them now, and they trip and stumble over each other trying to get it. Two can feel it in their skinless, fleshless heaps before it pulls away from them, but none yet succeed. At last, they hear it dive into the receding lake, where the water cannot her fully wash away the putrid but delectable scent.
Silver watches the horde go over towards the water
>>105511
As Silver shoots out of the blackness, he is followed by a mad, rushing horde of undead, centuries buried and exposed only now to the light. This reacquaintance with the sun, which most of them have not seen since they were living, breathing ponies of flesh and blood, does not cause them pause. Nothing but their quarry interests them now, and they trip and stumble over each other trying to get it. Two can feel it in their skinless, fleshless heaps before it pulls away from them, but none yet succeed. At last, they hear it dive into the receding lake, where the water cannot her fully wash away the putrid but delectable scent.
Silver watches the horde go over towards the water
>>105512
Silver waits for the horde in all of its terrifying glory to get close to the unexploded bomb. He draws his rifle, waiting for the right moment to fire and send them all to kingdom come..
Silver waits for the horde in all of its terrifying glory to get close to the unexploded bomb. He draws his rifle, waiting for the right moment to fire and send them all to kingdom come..
>>105513
As the horde comes out into the sun, Silver sees it in fuller detail. Perhaps something around a dozen of them, mostly a bit smaller than the ghasts he knew, come out and towards the pool of water. They are missing portions of flesh, are entirely devoid of fur, and in all cases are skinny appearing, with the mummified remains having a mostly white color. Sometimes tail portions remain, and in most instances parts of the legs and hooves have fallen away to show exposed tendons. In some cases, portions of the mane remains. In some cases, nothing is left but bleached white mummified skin covering tattered bits of flesh clinging to bone. Some eyes remain in their sockets, all blackness or iris coloring bleeched out, and in some cases the eyes are missing completely, leaving black, empty sockets. Some have enough patterns on their skin and manes to show that they were once Zebra, and a couple have horns, or the remains of featherless wings, with exposed tendons and no feathers. In all cases, the lipless, noseless, formerly equine entities are unsettling, moving with unnerving speed and agility long after they have decayed, and their exposed teeth giving them an appearance of a kind of macabre smile. Not all in the horde move with such agility: a couple are late to join, or stumble with broken legs.
The quarry itself is roughly rectangular in shape, perhaps 400 feet by 200 feet or less at the top, and wider further away from Silver where a rectangular section juts further North. The quarry must have extracted solid blocks of granite, because the edges of the quarry itself, as well as the ledges, are of square shape with sharp, unnatural edges. The pinkish rock is almost shimmering with the rays of the sun on the far side, away from Silver, while the areas closer to Silver are dark and shielded from the sun. Unextracted rock, as well as dirt, form a small pathway leading up to Silver's position, as well as a series of flat areas that go progressively downwards, with the areas to Silver's left/North being lower, and the areas to Silver's right/South, towards the catacombs, being higher. The difference between the levels is perhaps five feet, but the ghouls stumble noticeably when crossing a level towards their target.
The water that remains at the bottom is a little murky - which may be nothing other than a function of the indirect sunlight, but disturbed mud and silt at the bottom of the quarry may also play a part. Some branches of long dead trees are visible sticking up at the far end... who knows what else may lurk in the water, undisturbed for a century.
The water's most famous interloper is the 250 lbs Aircraft dropped ordinance that sits upright against part of the north side of the quarry. It's more than a little rusted, but parts of its green paint have yet to flake away, and its stabilizer fins remain standing straight up. Exactly how this bomb came to be in that position is unknown, but it is not hard to construct a story: a wirraway, taking off from maybe as far away as Fillydelphia or Saltmane, crossed the oceans or Jungles to support the assault on Baltimare, Pinkamena's - Equestria's - last stand. Perhaps the battalion to which Poppy Primmer, Saccharine Spoon, and Lieutenant Blazer was crossing the area, and the opposing forces wanted it dispersed. Perhaps the Equestrians fortified now-demolished buildings, and the airstrike was sent to dislodge them. Perhaps over-worked pilots confused targets in the night time. In any event, a dive bomber went wide of its real target, and dropped the bomb on the edge of the lake. Either the water cushioned the fall, or the detonator was faulty, as it went straight down into the water before settling upright against a ledge. Who knows what other unexplored ordinance litters the fields, lots, rivers, ponds, and playgrounds of Equestria.
Silver himself is on a lot a number of acres in size, with some of the grass removed, and surrounded with a simple chain-linked fence marked with "no-trespassing," "private property," and "unexploded ordinance." Beyond this are several construction sites colored tan and brown by the disrupted sands. When the Chincoteague settled here, it was deciduous forest or meadows. When Curwhinny made his farm it was meadows still, a rural getaway from the then-distant town of Baltimare. When the company opened its quarry, Baltimare was encroaching to the South, and the site was open enough for a granite quarry, but close enough for big blocks to be transported only a few miles to new courthouses, townhalls, and higher-end town homes. But when the Mason family moved in, this area was still cheap enough for a poorer family to have a large plot with adjacent farms. The Silver Lake development project has own thoughts about the future of this area, and has bet enormous sums of money in a time of economic contraction caused by the war economy that this area will be the new North Baltimare. This area is the "nice" part of town, but still an easy commute from the commercial district, and Urbanization and "White-flight" will converge to bring better-off ponies from downtown and the countryside to this new community. The first step is to clear away some of the remnants of the area's history.
On another lot, a few ponies continue operating machinery, digging what is probably a trench for water or sewage piping. Their shift will be over in an hour.
As the horde comes out into the sun, Silver sees it in fuller detail. Perhaps something around a dozen of them, mostly a bit smaller than the ghasts he knew, come out and towards the pool of water. They are missing portions of flesh, are entirely devoid of fur, and in all cases are skinny appearing, with the mummified remains having a mostly white color. Sometimes tail portions remain, and in most instances parts of the legs and hooves have fallen away to show exposed tendons. In some cases, portions of the mane remains. In some cases, nothing is left but bleached white mummified skin covering tattered bits of flesh clinging to bone. Some eyes remain in their sockets, all blackness or iris coloring bleeched out, and in some cases the eyes are missing completely, leaving black, empty sockets. Some have enough patterns on their skin and manes to show that they were once Zebra, and a couple have horns, or the remains of featherless wings, with exposed tendons and no feathers. In all cases, the lipless, noseless, formerly equine entities are unsettling, moving with unnerving speed and agility long after they have decayed, and their exposed teeth giving them an appearance of a kind of macabre smile. Not all in the horde move with such agility: a couple are late to join, or stumble with broken legs.
The quarry itself is roughly rectangular in shape, perhaps 400 feet by 200 feet or less at the top, and wider further away from Silver where a rectangular section juts further North. The quarry must have extracted solid blocks of granite, because the edges of the quarry itself, as well as the ledges, are of square shape with sharp, unnatural edges. The pinkish rock is almost shimmering with the rays of the sun on the far side, away from Silver, while the areas closer to Silver are dark and shielded from the sun. Unextracted rock, as well as dirt, form a small pathway leading up to Silver's position, as well as a series of flat areas that go progressively downwards, with the areas to Silver's left/North being lower, and the areas to Silver's right/South, towards the catacombs, being higher. The difference between the levels is perhaps five feet, but the ghouls stumble noticeably when crossing a level towards their target.
The water that remains at the bottom is a little murky - which may be nothing other than a function of the indirect sunlight, but disturbed mud and silt at the bottom of the quarry may also play a part. Some branches of long dead trees are visible sticking up at the far end... who knows what else may lurk in the water, undisturbed for a century.
The water's most famous interloper is the 250 lbs Aircraft dropped ordinance that sits upright against part of the north side of the quarry. It's more than a little rusted, but parts of its green paint have yet to flake away, and its stabilizer fins remain standing straight up. Exactly how this bomb came to be in that position is unknown, but it is not hard to construct a story: a wirraway, taking off from maybe as far away as Fillydelphia or Saltmane, crossed the oceans or Jungles to support the assault on Baltimare, Pinkamena's - Equestria's - last stand. Perhaps the battalion to which Poppy Primmer, Saccharine Spoon, and Lieutenant Blazer was crossing the area, and the opposing forces wanted it dispersed. Perhaps the Equestrians fortified now-demolished buildings, and the airstrike was sent to dislodge them. Perhaps over-worked pilots confused targets in the night time. In any event, a dive bomber went wide of its real target, and dropped the bomb on the edge of the lake. Either the water cushioned the fall, or the detonator was faulty, as it went straight down into the water before settling upright against a ledge. Who knows what other unexplored ordinance litters the fields, lots, rivers, ponds, and playgrounds of Equestria.
Silver himself is on a lot a number of acres in size, with some of the grass removed, and surrounded with a simple chain-linked fence marked with "no-trespassing," "private property," and "unexploded ordinance." Beyond this are several construction sites colored tan and brown by the disrupted sands. When the Chincoteague settled here, it was deciduous forest or meadows. When Curwhinny made his farm it was meadows still, a rural getaway from the then-distant town of Baltimare. When the company opened its quarry, Baltimare was encroaching to the South, and the site was open enough for a granite quarry, but close enough for big blocks to be transported only a few miles to new courthouses, townhalls, and higher-end town homes. But when the Mason family moved in, this area was still cheap enough for a poorer family to have a large plot with adjacent farms. The Silver Lake development project has own thoughts about the future of this area, and has bet enormous sums of money in a time of economic contraction caused by the war economy that this area will be the new North Baltimare. This area is the "nice" part of town, but still an easy commute from the commercial district, and Urbanization and "White-flight" will converge to bring better-off ponies from downtown and the countryside to this new community. The first step is to clear away some of the remnants of the area's history.
On another lot, a few ponies continue operating machinery, digging what is probably a trench for water or sewage piping. Their shift will be over in an hour.
>>105516
The light certainly makes them no less ugly than they were in the darkness, but he will take their unsettling appearance in the daylight to their terrifying presence in the shadows.
He keeps on target, waiting for when the horde is within the blast radius of the huge bomb. No doubt the workers on the nearby lot will receive a rude awakening when it goes off, as will the mare in the front office. I suppose I am just taking care of both of their issues at same time.
The light certainly makes them no less ugly than they were in the darkness, but he will take their unsettling appearance in the daylight to their terrifying presence in the shadows.
He keeps on target, waiting for when the horde is within the blast radius of the huge bomb. No doubt the workers on the nearby lot will receive a rude awakening when it goes off, as will the mare in the front office. I suppose I am just taking care of both of their issues at same time.
>>105517
What is the blast radius of this bomb exactly? Just how far away can it fling shrapnel? Perhaps this thought crosses Silver's mind as he takes aim at the bomb an undisclosed number of feet away, perhaps not.
The ghouls stumble, then get up, going towards the last known location of their person of interest, although with less precision and clarity than they did before
What is the blast radius of this bomb exactly? Just how far away can it fling shrapnel? Perhaps this thought crosses Silver's mind as he takes aim at the bomb an undisclosed number of feet away, perhaps not.
The ghouls stumble, then get up, going towards the last known location of their person of interest, although with less precision and clarity than they did before
>>105519
A number of the ghouls look upwards towards Silver at the loud gasoline engine driving the pump
A number of the ghouls look upwards towards Silver at the loud gasoline engine driving the pump
>>105522
It goes wide some feet, but still lands in the water not all that far from the bomb. Some of the ghouls proceed into the water, thrashing around, some of them try to look for ways to get to the pump
It goes wide some feet, but still lands in the water not all that far from the bomb. Some of the ghouls proceed into the water, thrashing around, some of them try to look for ways to get to the pump
[1d20 = 3]
>>105523
No you don't! Silver tries to get the rogue ghouls' attention by throwing another rock.
>>105523
No you don't! Silver tries to get the rogue ghouls' attention by throwing another rock.
>>105524
This rock flies up and off towards Silver's right. The Ghouls are increasingly interested in the very loud two stroke engine next to Silver, and most start to walk towards it
This rock flies up and off towards Silver's right. The Ghouls are increasingly interested in the very loud two stroke engine next to Silver, and most start to walk towards it
>>105526
You never specified where Silver was standing on the perimeter of the quarry, or even for that matter if he bothered to leave the quarry. But the pump is located at about the top of the quarry a little to the left and north of the ramp going into the quarry (which is on the southern part of the western side). The most natural area for a lazy adventurer to be is in the area between the ramp and the and the pump
You never specified where Silver was standing on the perimeter of the quarry, or even for that matter if he bothered to leave the quarry. But the pump is located at about the top of the quarry a little to the left and north of the ramp going into the quarry (which is on the southern part of the western side). The most natural area for a lazy adventurer to be is in the area between the ramp and the and the pump
>>105528
In that case, it would be advantageous for Silver to quickly grab some more rocks and make his way up to the pump to shut it off.
In that case, it would be advantageous for Silver to quickly grab some more rocks and make his way up to the pump to shut it off.
>>105530
I would assume shutting the fuel line off would do the trick. Either it blows up or Silver ends up kicking it off the edge of the quarry.
I would assume shutting the fuel line off would do the trick. Either it blows up or Silver ends up kicking it off the edge of the quarry.
[1d20 = 1]
>>105532
Silver lets out a silent sigh, and throws another rock towards the bomb to try to herd them back into the water.
>>105532
Silver lets out a silent sigh, and throws another rock towards the bomb to try to herd them back into the water.
>>105533
The rock slips upwards out of his hoof, flies straight upwards, and hits against the pump with a loud “clang!”
The rock slips upwards out of his hoof, flies straight upwards, and hits against the pump with a loud “clang!”
>>105535
This is much more successful, hitting the bomb directly, resounding with a “clang,” and even causing it to slip and scrape against the rock
This is much more successful, hitting the bomb directly, resounding with a “clang,” and even causing it to slip and scrape against the rock
>>105536
Yes! Silver really hopes that that's enough noise to get the horde back down into the water.
Yes! Silver really hopes that that's enough noise to get the horde back down into the water.
It looks like Silver is Kill. Maybe it is time to do Iron’s section
>>105546
Well.... There are some ghouls near the bomb, some kind of near because they never were able to climb out of the water, and some that are still kind of nearer Silver
Well.... There are some ghouls near the bomb, some kind of near because they never were able to climb out of the water, and some that are still kind of nearer Silver
>>105550
At this point, merely two who are closer to the door. It may also be worth exploring the meaning of the phrase "close to the bomb"
At this point, merely two who are closer to the door. It may also be worth exploring the meaning of the phrase "close to the bomb"
>>105552
I suppose, knowing what little I know, then the lethal range for that bomb would be about the size of a room. Larger with how it's got the quarry wall to condense the explosive.
I suppose, knowing what little I know, then the lethal range for that bomb would be about the size of a room. Larger with how it's got the quarry wall to condense the explosive.
>>105545
Sparks from the flame fly upwards towards the night sky, which is noticeably more dotted with stars and distant celestial objects than the skies seen Iron has seen above Baltimare - certainly more so than the foggy night by the harbor.
Pear continues looking up, and though she does not look at, nor address Iron, she volunteers the following unprovoked:
"When I was young, my mother and father took me to the Summer Sun celebration in Canterlot. I was disinterested at first. It was crowded and kind of hot that morning. But when I saw it.... It was, it was stupendous. Like nothing I had ever seen before. Of all my childhood experiences, it was that one that left me in awe and wonder more so than any other. To be in the presence of nothing less than the divine... It let me know that there was something more than just ordinary life. I followed the Elements of Harmony in their stories. I read a lot of literature. Gusty the Great, Flash Prance, the Pillars... I got my mother to take me to see the Coronation even as money was tight. It was a welcome contrast with my home life. An over zealous tax collector. Union politics.... All that faded away against tales of noble deeds. I considered becoming a nun, but my parents wanted me to go to college, so I went to college. I got accepted into Equus University in Manehattan. My first day in class... i couldn't believe. There were Professors who openly insulted the Princesses. There were even those who denied that she moved the Sun"
>>105553
A modern fragmentation grenade has a "wounding range" of 49 feet, which is allegedly "half" the range of older models. A pure concussion grenade has a range of 7 feet. A 250 pound bomb weighs as much as about 190 fragmentation grenades, and has a thick steel coating like one
Sparks from the flame fly upwards towards the night sky, which is noticeably more dotted with stars and distant celestial objects than the skies seen Iron has seen above Baltimare - certainly more so than the foggy night by the harbor.
Pear continues looking up, and though she does not look at, nor address Iron, she volunteers the following unprovoked:
"When I was young, my mother and father took me to the Summer Sun celebration in Canterlot. I was disinterested at first. It was crowded and kind of hot that morning. But when I saw it.... It was, it was stupendous. Like nothing I had ever seen before. Of all my childhood experiences, it was that one that left me in awe and wonder more so than any other. To be in the presence of nothing less than the divine... It let me know that there was something more than just ordinary life. I followed the Elements of Harmony in their stories. I read a lot of literature. Gusty the Great, Flash Prance, the Pillars... I got my mother to take me to see the Coronation even as money was tight. It was a welcome contrast with my home life. An over zealous tax collector. Union politics.... All that faded away against tales of noble deeds. I considered becoming a nun, but my parents wanted me to go to college, so I went to college. I got accepted into Equus University in Manehattan. My first day in class... i couldn't believe. There were Professors who openly insulted the Princesses. There were even those who denied that she moved the Sun"
>>105553
A modern fragmentation grenade has a "wounding range" of 49 feet, which is allegedly "half" the range of older models. A pure concussion grenade has a range of 7 feet. A 250 pound bomb weighs as much as about 190 fragmentation grenades, and has a thick steel coating like one
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>>105552
So, perhaps one more successful rock throw to get the vast majority of them in the blast radius?
So, perhaps one more successful rock throw to get the vast majority of them in the blast radius?
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>>105559
Another loud "CLANG!" that hits the bomb, and Silver may need to worry about knocking it over
Another loud "CLANG!" that hits the bomb, and Silver may need to worry about knocking it over
>>105560
Bullseye.
Silver brings his rifle up to his shoulder, and aims at the bomb's warhead.
Okay...focus aim on inhale, pull trigger on exhale.
Inhale...
So, just a regular attack roll now, or is that not necessary?
Bullseye.
Silver brings his rifle up to his shoulder, and aims at the bomb's warhead.
Okay...focus aim on inhale, pull trigger on exhale.
Inhale...
So, just a regular attack roll now, or is that not necessary?
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Uh... do Onyx or Dark Star want to declare actions? Or Iron or Silver for that matter?
>>105574
Hmm... I think we are waiting for clearance from the changelings. But I have missed a few days, so we could be past them.
Hmm... I think we are waiting for clearance from the changelings. But I have missed a few days, so we could be past them.
>>105581
At the moment, no pony. A ragged pinkish-reddish carpeted floor, white walls with a bit of texture to them, iron railings on the staircase up, and wooden steps. A lower quality, older apartment foyer. There are mailboxes to the left, and the staircase to the right, as well as a hallway down the left
>>105579
Hit
Roll die
>>105580
"Last I saw him, he was going to the Curwhinny farm to try to extract books"
At the moment, no pony. A ragged pinkish-reddish carpeted floor, white walls with a bit of texture to them, iron railings on the staircase up, and wooden steps. A lower quality, older apartment foyer. There are mailboxes to the left, and the staircase to the right, as well as a hallway down the left
>>105579
Hit
Roll die
>>105580
"Last I saw him, he was going to the Curwhinny farm to try to extract books"
>>105585
"Silver and i were able to sneak past the Ghasts after we Drank that potion, before the library caught on fire."
"Silver and i were able to sneak past the Ghasts after we Drank that potion, before the library caught on fire."
>>105588
>>105586
>>105583
>>105579
Silver takes aim at the Bomb with his Lavender rifle, in that little area between the fuse and the remainder of the warhead. He pulls the trigger, there is a "ding," and a fraction of a second before "ZING!"
The bomb explodes at first in red fire, then white and grey cloud. droplets of water are thrown up everywhere. from the opposite side of the Quarry can be seen little clouds of pink dust where, presumably, shrapnel has hit against the wall. Silver feels a WOOSH of compressed and hot air rush towards him, a "whirl" of something pass by his ear, and the grey cloud comes towards him after some of it bounces off against the lower part of the quarry. Silver is nearly knocked down by this and his rifle wobbles. Nearly, but Silver composes himself and stands firm as a ringing sound fills his ears
>>105589
"Oh. Yes. That..."
>>105586
>>105583
>>105579
Silver takes aim at the Bomb with his Lavender rifle, in that little area between the fuse and the remainder of the warhead. He pulls the trigger, there is a "ding," and a fraction of a second before "ZING!"
The bomb explodes at first in red fire, then white and grey cloud. droplets of water are thrown up everywhere. from the opposite side of the Quarry can be seen little clouds of pink dust where, presumably, shrapnel has hit against the wall. Silver feels a WOOSH of compressed and hot air rush towards him, a "whirl" of something pass by his ear, and the grey cloud comes towards him after some of it bounces off against the lower part of the quarry. Silver is nearly knocked down by this and his rifle wobbles. Nearly, but Silver composes himself and stands firm as a ringing sound fills his ears
>>105589
"Oh. Yes. That..."
>>105590
"...WOOHOOHOHOHOO! YEAH! THAT WAS AMAZING!" Even as he can't hear himself shout in amazement at the explosion he's caused, Silver jumps for joy at the awesome destruction he's wrecked. He puts a hoof in his ear to try to adjust it, making "mulp" or "malp" sounds to see if he can fight through the tinnitus. He also surveys the landscape to see what of the undead horde survived.
"...WOOHOOHOHOHOO! YEAH! THAT WAS AMAZING!" Even as he can't hear himself shout in amazement at the explosion he's caused, Silver jumps for joy at the awesome destruction he's wrecked. He puts a hoof in his ear to try to adjust it, making "mulp" or "malp" sounds to see if he can fight through the tinnitus. He also surveys the landscape to see what of the undead horde survived.
[12d20 = 120]
>>105591
He can barely hear the "mulp mulp," coming off in a sensation almost like that of being at high altitude. His ears ring on with a slow "eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee" that's almost like a damned bat pony but less annoying.
The little clouds of dust on the far wall rise, and ripples appear in the water over there as small fragments fall. A big wave crashes against the wall, breaks, and moves back, as water moves to the other side of the shallow lake completely engulfing the ripples over there. Something floats in the water, and the water itself is far more brown than it was before. A large crack appears in the side of the wall near where the bomb had been, and parts of rock fall into the water. the rock on the ledge where the bomb has been is now completely gone, and still more pieces of rock fall into the water. Something falls down and crashes into the ground on the North side of the quarry. Silver's shirt is wet, as are parts of his fur. Indeed, he could feel droplets of water splash on his muzzle. Now, he can smell what must be the explosives. It's a different smell than Silver is (probably) used to, smelling more like the TNT used to blow bridges or for mining than cordite or gunpowder
>>105591
He can barely hear the "mulp mulp," coming off in a sensation almost like that of being at high altitude. His ears ring on with a slow "eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee" that's almost like a damned bat pony but less annoying.
The little clouds of dust on the far wall rise, and ripples appear in the water over there as small fragments fall. A big wave crashes against the wall, breaks, and moves back, as water moves to the other side of the shallow lake completely engulfing the ripples over there. Something floats in the water, and the water itself is far more brown than it was before. A large crack appears in the side of the wall near where the bomb had been, and parts of rock fall into the water. the rock on the ledge where the bomb has been is now completely gone, and still more pieces of rock fall into the water. Something falls down and crashes into the ground on the North side of the quarry. Silver's shirt is wet, as are parts of his fur. Indeed, he could feel droplets of water splash on his muzzle. Now, he can smell what must be the explosives. It's a different smell than Silver is (probably) used to, smelling more like the TNT used to blow bridges or for mining than cordite or gunpowder
>>105592
Sweet Celestia, this tinnitus...
Silver looks at what landed in the North side of the quarry, curious to see if it's a piece of bomb that somehow survived, a piece of rock, or a piece of some ghast or ghoul that got blown to smithereens.
Sweet Celestia, this tinnitus...
Silver looks at what landed in the North side of the quarry, curious to see if it's a piece of bomb that somehow survived, a piece of rock, or a piece of some ghast or ghoul that got blown to smithereens.
>>105598
Hmm...hope my eyesight is not going out alongside my hearing. Silver continues to survey the destruction for any surviving undead.
Hmm...hope my eyesight is not going out alongside my hearing. Silver continues to survey the destruction for any surviving undead.
>>105599
There are pieces of corpses in the water, some bobbing, most separated into pieces. At least two are moving
There are pieces of corpses in the water, some bobbing, most separated into pieces. At least two are moving
[1d20+9 = 16]
>>105600
Shooting fish in barrel. Silver takes aim at the nearest of the moving corpses, breathes in to steady his aim, then pulls the trigger on the exhale.
>>105600
Shooting fish in barrel. Silver takes aim at the nearest of the moving corpses, breathes in to steady his aim, then pulls the trigger on the exhale.
>>105606
Part of it has been melted away by water, part has fallen out, and the tin container is bent, but yes, Silver has the smelly white substance in his hooves
Part of it has been melted away by water, part has fallen out, and the tin container is bent, but yes, Silver has the smelly white substance in his hooves
[1d20+9 = 23]
>>105607
"Pleasant...got to find waste receptacle to throw this in when I get chance. Or biohazard container."
Silver returns to firing at the now-injured ghoul.
>>105607
"Pleasant...got to find waste receptacle to throw this in when I get chance. Or biohazard container."
Silver returns to firing at the now-injured ghoul.
>>105608
Hit. The thing recoils again, and then falls over into the water, as the smell of brussel sprouts and cotton candy exudes from the container
Hit. The thing recoils again, and then falls over into the water, as the smell of brussel sprouts and cotton candy exudes from the container
[2d8 = 11]
>>105609
Not sure if a damage roll is needed, but here's one anyways.
*sniff sniff*
"Oh Goddesses...that stuff reeks..."
>>105609
Not sure if a damage roll is needed, but here's one anyways.
*sniff sniff*
"Oh Goddesses...that stuff reeks..."
[2d8 = 14]
>>105615
Silver finds upon working the bolt that he's empty, and thus has to load a new clip into the rifle.
>>105615
Silver finds upon working the bolt that he's empty, and thus has to load a new clip into the rifle.
>>105616
The creature screams, and Silver causally pulls out a clip, lines it up to the magazine, presses the bullets down into the magazine, cycles the bolt, and is ready for his next shot
The creature screams, and Silver causally pulls out a clip, lines it up to the magazine, presses the bullets down into the magazine, cycles the bolt, and is ready for his next shot
[1d20+9 = 27]
>>105618
"Is this cheap? Probably." Silver breaks in the fresh clip by firing at the wounded ghoul.
>>105618
"Is this cheap? Probably." Silver breaks in the fresh clip by firing at the wounded ghoul.
[2d8 = 10]
>>105620
Silver looks around to get a bearing on his surroundings. He can't very well hear at the moment, after all.
>>105620
Silver looks around to get a bearing on his surroundings. He can't very well hear at the moment, after all.
>>105621
There is another something paddling in the water, and a couple more moving things near the entrance. Roll spot for more
There is another something paddling in the water, and a couple more moving things near the entrance. Roll spot for more
>>105623
At least the blast has not affected Silver’s vision. Near the entrance are two undead figures that are more cautious in approach... or more afraid of the light. One is a ghoul or ghast in what seems to be a suit of armor - a firmly standing pony whose status as undead is only really discernable his exposed, fleshless nose and clear eye sockets. The second is a wrapped pony figure with space enough for wings. In the water, flops something black - a water ghoul it seems, wearing the remnants of a white dress. Over in the far off distance, in the sky, Silver sees a very large hawk flying his way
At least the blast has not affected Silver’s vision. Near the entrance are two undead figures that are more cautious in approach... or more afraid of the light. One is a ghoul or ghast in what seems to be a suit of armor - a firmly standing pony whose status as undead is only really discernable his exposed, fleshless nose and clear eye sockets. The second is a wrapped pony figure with space enough for wings. In the water, flops something black - a water ghoul it seems, wearing the remnants of a white dress. Over in the far off distance, in the sky, Silver sees a very large hawk flying his way
[1d20 = 16]
>>105624
"Drawn in by scent of bait on wind, no doubt..."
Silver tries throwing the bait in the direction of the three remaining ghasts. Perhaps I can get them to fight each other?
>>105624
"Drawn in by scent of bait on wind, no doubt..."
Silver tries throwing the bait in the direction of the three remaining ghasts. Perhaps I can get them to fight each other?
>>105625
Silver does not succeed in throwing it immediately next to the entrance. What he does do is toss it onto a flat area next to the water one level below the flat area next to the entrance
Silver does not succeed in throwing it immediately next to the entrance. What he does do is toss it onto a flat area next to the water one level below the flat area next to the entrance
>>105626
Close enough. At least this might keep hawk from attacking me.
Silver takes stock of the situation. Okay...that one is obviously water or lake ghast. Soft target, compared to others. Probably should take it out first. Undead in armor will be little bit harder target to hit, but I do not know why he shows restraint in coming out into light like others...and... Silver takes a look again at the third figure. ...is that mummy?
Any other sort of distinguishing features that might give away the type of undead those two are?
Close enough. At least this might keep hawk from attacking me.
Silver takes stock of the situation. Okay...that one is obviously water or lake ghast. Soft target, compared to others. Probably should take it out first. Undead in armor will be little bit harder target to hit, but I do not know why he shows restraint in coming out into light like others...and... Silver takes a look again at the third figure. ...is that mummy?
Any other sort of distinguishing features that might give away the type of undead those two are?
[1d20+9 = 29]
>>105629
I should avoid combat with those two until I know what I am dealing with. Mummy especially. Perhaps we can remain non-hostile to each other. Now, other undead on other hoof...
Silver fires at the undead in the water.
>>105629
I should avoid combat with those two until I know what I am dealing with. Mummy especially. Perhaps we can remain non-hostile to each other. Now, other undead on other hoof...
Silver fires at the undead in the water.
[1d20+9 = 24]
>>105630
I think I heard once that undead are immune to Critical Hits, but fuck it, rolling to confirm.
>>105630
I think I heard once that undead are immune to Critical Hits, but fuck it, rolling to confirm.
>>105633
It hisses from what seems to be a head shot. Part of the skull of the black mare in wilted white dress is gone. It looks at Silver, and stares at him with what remains of its face. So to, do the other undead
It hisses from what seems to be a head shot. Part of the skull of the black mare in wilted white dress is gone. It looks at Silver, and stares at him with what remains of its face. So to, do the other undead
[1d20+9 = 19]
>>105634
"Yes yes, hi, hello." Silver himself is a little surprised by the accuracy of the shot. He tries again.
>>105634
"Yes yes, hi, hello." Silver himself is a little surprised by the accuracy of the shot. He tries again.
[1d20+9 = 26]
>>105637
"That must have been what was causing noise...creepy." If it wasn't for the fact that he knows that that's not a living mare, he'd be more hesitant to keep attacking. As it is, he hopes he can just put the poor mare's corpse to rest.
>>105637
"That must have been what was causing noise...creepy." If it wasn't for the fact that he knows that that's not a living mare, he'd be more hesitant to keep attacking. As it is, he hopes he can just put the poor mare's corpse to rest.
>>105639
“AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHGGGGG!”
It is shot again, and collapses into the water. Its black, hairless skin looks almost pickled
“AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHGGGGG!”
It is shot again, and collapses into the water. Its black, hairless skin looks almost pickled
>>105642
"That is good, at least." Silver takes a look at what the other two undead are currently doing.
"That is good, at least." Silver takes a look at what the other two undead are currently doing.
>>105644
Hmm...should I attack them? I am uncertain of their abilities in combat, and that in and of itself is dangerous...
Okay, can I honestly ask what the attributes of these two undead are? I know we are both looking to finish this job up, but it's not worth it if these undead can stomp Silver into dust. Especially if that mummy has the same stats as the page on the SRD has.
Hmm...should I attack them? I am uncertain of their abilities in combat, and that in and of itself is dangerous...
Okay, can I honestly ask what the attributes of these two undead are? I know we are both looking to finish this job up, but it's not worth it if these undead can stomp Silver into dust. Especially if that mummy has the same stats as the page on the SRD has.
>>105647
Well, they aren't stupid. They show fear that is uncharacteristic of other undead. For now, he is content to watch from his perch. I am not sure about armored undead, but perhaps there is way to get mummy out of there peacefully. Maybe Black Hooves would show interest.
Well, they aren't stupid. They show fear that is uncharacteristic of other undead. For now, he is content to watch from his perch. I am not sure about armored undead, but perhaps there is way to get mummy out of there peacefully. Maybe Black Hooves would show interest.
>>105648
Silver, in his role as an observer, gets perhaps just a bit more than he bargained for. From above, appears, of all things, a Roc, probably a juvenile or a smaller breed. No, it's not as big as the Rocs than can carry away elephants. Those have all been driven back, away from industrial civilization, and reside now only in their sanctuaries in the mountains where no pony dare tread. At least... hopefully they don't exist in heavily populated areas... That does not stop the fact that it's a damned roc, easily taking up the entire ledge, with a wingspan of... big, and about as big as adult adult Dragon.
It gives a loud Caw and leans down for the bait
>>105649
It is so. A taxi appears for them
Silver, in his role as an observer, gets perhaps just a bit more than he bargained for. From above, appears, of all things, a Roc, probably a juvenile or a smaller breed. No, it's not as big as the Rocs than can carry away elephants. Those have all been driven back, away from industrial civilization, and reside now only in their sanctuaries in the mountains where no pony dare tread. At least... hopefully they don't exist in heavily populated areas... That does not stop the fact that it's a damned roc, easily taking up the entire ledge, with a wingspan of... big, and about as big as adult adult Dragon.
It gives a loud Caw and leans down for the bait
>>105649
It is so. A taxi appears for them