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
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>>105654
Silver's jaw drops at the magnificent and scary sight. No words yet come from his mouth as he watches the, to put it lightly, big bird.
Silver's jaw drops at the magnificent and scary sight. No words yet come from his mouth as he watches the, to put it lightly, big bird.
[1d20+11 = 30]
[1d20+7 = 12]
>>105655
It's a little more darkly lit. Some potions are on the wall. A Zebra in full zebra cultural dress greats Dark Star
"Come into my shop, Mr. blood red steed
Be it strength, stamina or health, we have what you need"
>>105656
Neither do any words come from the undead figures, obscured by the bird. But they do make clear "Hiss!" sounds
[1d20+7 = 12]
>>105655
It's a little more darkly lit. Some potions are on the wall. A Zebra in full zebra cultural dress greats Dark Star
"Come into my shop, Mr. blood red steed
Be it strength, stamina or health, we have what you need"
>>105656
Neither do any words come from the undead figures, obscured by the bird. But they do make clear "Hiss!" sounds
>>105657
"Uh hello, I Need The Ability To Not Be sensed by undead Creatures. If you Don't mind me asking, Why are you rhyming?"
"Uh hello, I Need The Ability To Not Be sensed by undead Creatures. If you Don't mind me asking, Why are you rhyming?"
>>105554
Iron's ears flicker a bit, nodding.
"It does sounds amazing to see the god you worship in person doing the thing she says she does."
He frowns slightly
"Although I am quite unsure that she is the one that does it. She does not strike me as the one that represents the Sun fully to move it."
He approaches one hoof close to the fire.
"I am quite surprised you even wanted to be a nun from that event alone. Did it truly give you that much hope and joy simply from seeing the celebration took place?"
Iron's ears flicker a bit, nodding.
"It does sounds amazing to see the god you worship in person doing the thing she says she does."
He frowns slightly
"Although I am quite unsure that she is the one that does it. She does not strike me as the one that represents the Sun fully to move it."
He approaches one hoof close to the fire.
"I am quite surprised you even wanted to be a nun from that event alone. Did it truly give you that much hope and joy simply from seeing the celebration took place?"
>>105660
"To the words I speak you need pay no mind
For where I come from, it is most sublime
To make every sentence end in rhyme
As for your potion, that I shall soon find
What you need is to hide from the undead
So that you may face the danger ahead"
She pulls a bottle off the shelf
"When you drink this bottle of red potion
You may enter crypts without commotion"
"To the words I speak you need pay no mind
For where I come from, it is most sublime
To make every sentence end in rhyme
As for your potion, that I shall soon find
What you need is to hide from the undead
So that you may face the danger ahead"
She pulls a bottle off the shelf
"When you drink this bottle of red potion
You may enter crypts without commotion"
[1d20+13 = 15]
[1d20+7 = 17]
>>105661
They strike back at it, although the mummy is clearly clawed by the Roc
>>105662
"Of course you don't... No. What takes a lifetime is not built by a single event. But a single event can epitomize something. Be the breakthrough where thoughts are clarified. Or be a symbol, where so many other similar moments are represented by one."
[1d20+7 = 17]
>>105661
They strike back at it, although the mummy is clearly clawed by the Roc
>>105662
"Of course you don't... No. What takes a lifetime is not built by a single event. But a single event can epitomize something. Be the breakthrough where thoughts are clarified. Or be a symbol, where so many other similar moments are represented by one."
>>105664
Well, I do have this. Silver pulls out one of the bottles of whiskey he bought, pops it open, and takes a drink. It is not often he gets to see something like this: two undead taking on a giant bird.
Well, I do have this. Silver pulls out one of the bottles of whiskey he bought, pops it open, and takes a drink. It is not often he gets to see something like this: two undead taking on a giant bird.
[1d20+11 = 30]
[1d20+7 = 21]
>>105666
It looks as if both struck at the bird, with the mummy hitting its chest, then the bird struck at the mummy, then both struck at and hit the bird - just barely - and the bird struck the armored ghast back, tearing through its plates
[1d20+7 = 21]
>>105666
It looks as if both struck at the bird, with the mummy hitting its chest, then the bird struck at the mummy, then both struck at and hit the bird - just barely - and the bird struck the armored ghast back, tearing through its plates
>>105663
"So Everypony Speaks in Rhythms in Zebrica? How Odd."
He looks down at the red liquid
"How Much is it?"
"So Everypony Speaks in Rhythms in Zebrica? How Odd."
He looks down at the red liquid
"How Much is it?"
>>105671
Iron nods again.
"I see."
He pokes the ground.
"So it gave you hope that things could work balanced, without any sort of complications caused by ponies themselves."
Iron nods again.
"I see."
He pokes the ground.
"So it gave you hope that things could work balanced, without any sort of complications caused by ponies themselves."
[1d20+7 = 20]
[1d20+11 = 22]
>>105675
And it trips........
>>105676
"To sell for less I feel apprehensive
the task you seek is not a common occurrence
The rare components are a deterrence
And that is why it is so expensive"
>>105679
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XKdJ6DnPhzk
>>105678
"No... I was never under that sort of delusion. It gave me hope that ponies could do something other than simply cause complications for themselves... and others"
[1d20+11 = 22]
>>105675
And it trips........
>>105676
"To sell for less I feel apprehensive
the task you seek is not a common occurrence
The rare components are a deterrence
And that is why it is so expensive"
>>105679
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XKdJ6DnPhzk
>>105678
"No... I was never under that sort of delusion. It gave me hope that ponies could do something other than simply cause complications for themselves... and others"
>>105680
A fairly accurate representation of Silver at the moment. He certainly doesn't want to get involved in a fight between two very powerful creatures.
A fairly accurate representation of Silver at the moment. He certainly doesn't want to get involved in a fight between two very powerful creatures.
>>105683
"What else is to be desired from the world? You do not need to struggle against any predators or worry about the possibility of lacking food."
He looks at her.
"If ponykind can do these things, they can do anything," he states confidently. "Even if the result was counterproductive and confusing."
"What else is to be desired from the world? You do not need to struggle against any predators or worry about the possibility of lacking food."
He looks at her.
"If ponykind can do these things, they can do anything," he states confidently. "Even if the result was counterproductive and confusing."
[1d20 = 11]
>>105692
"Well... if it helps to clear space off my shelf
For thirty five bits, you can keep your health"
>>105692
"Well... if it helps to clear space off my shelf
For thirty five bits, you can keep your health"
>>105690
Iron inhales.
"The metal jungles are quite advanced. They essentially ensures the lives of many ponies in it just by existing, providing comfort even to the lowest in the social hierarchy."
He looks at the fire
"Sleeping on the ground in the outskirts of it rids me of worry from being mauled by any predators when I first got to it without anything to my name. It was quite comfortable, too."
He can't help but crack a smile.
"After that, I worked with other ponies and eventually got to sleep in one of the homes of the residents. It was truly magical. Nevermind the food she cooked..."
She shakes his head quickly before going any further and possibily compromising something with a light blush on his face, looking at Pear.
"I must admit it was quite nice to have these comforts," his smile falters for a bit "but it sure made the ponies in it feeble creatures."
Iron inhales.
"The metal jungles are quite advanced. They essentially ensures the lives of many ponies in it just by existing, providing comfort even to the lowest in the social hierarchy."
He looks at the fire
"Sleeping on the ground in the outskirts of it rids me of worry from being mauled by any predators when I first got to it without anything to my name. It was quite comfortable, too."
He can't help but crack a smile.
"After that, I worked with other ponies and eventually got to sleep in one of the homes of the residents. It was truly magical. Nevermind the food she cooked..."
She shakes his head quickly before going any further and possibily compromising something with a light blush on his face, looking at Pear.
"I must admit it was quite nice to have these comforts," his smile falters for a bit "but it sure made the ponies in it feeble creatures."
>>105694
He Smiles
"Thank you."
He hoofs over 35 bits
"while im here what other potions do you have in stock?"
He Smiles
"Thank you."
He hoofs over 35 bits
"while im here what other potions do you have in stock?"
>>105695
"Uck! The indusrialization is the worst of it. We live in a world of magic, and yet, nothing is really magical. Nothing is mystifying. Nothing is wonderous. There is comfort to be had everywhere, but no gratitude or appreciation for being out of danger the way a farmer has for a bountiful harvest. There is power of every kind - over pony and over nature - but there is no awe and terror of said power, the way a more primitive pony is of a tiger or hurricane. There are longer lives, and fewer deaths to disease, but life itself is trivialized to the pursuit of temporary pleasures and wealth. And for this, all of this... the suffering and violence has not ceased, but merely itself become a machine process."
>>105696
"We have in stock every sort of potion
From healing wounds to magical lotion"
"Uck! The indusrialization is the worst of it. We live in a world of magic, and yet, nothing is really magical. Nothing is mystifying. Nothing is wonderous. There is comfort to be had everywhere, but no gratitude or appreciation for being out of danger the way a farmer has for a bountiful harvest. There is power of every kind - over pony and over nature - but there is no awe and terror of said power, the way a more primitive pony is of a tiger or hurricane. There are longer lives, and fewer deaths to disease, but life itself is trivialized to the pursuit of temporary pleasures and wealth. And for this, all of this... the suffering and violence has not ceased, but merely itself become a machine process."
>>105696
"We have in stock every sort of potion
From healing wounds to magical lotion"
[1d20+15 = 25]
[1d6+10 = 12]
>>105700
The mummy is severely deteriorated at this point from damage received, but fights on, landing a hit on the roc, even as its companion fails
[1d6+10 = 12]
>>105700
The mummy is severely deteriorated at this point from damage received, but fights on, landing a hit on the roc, even as its companion fails
>>105697
Iron's hearstrings have been pulled, looking quite shocked at Pear.
"I was not expecting that to come out from a mare," he mutters in surprise "but I completely understand that. If it were not from having somepony else to accompany with, I would feel the same way as you."
His shock lessens.
"They must be too afraid themselves to even go out and do it, disguising it as being above it all. Most stallions I talked with cowered before me."
Iron's hearstrings have been pulled, looking quite shocked at Pear.
"I was not expecting that to come out from a mare," he mutters in surprise "but I completely understand that. If it were not from having somepony else to accompany with, I would feel the same way as you."
His shock lessens.
"They must be too afraid themselves to even go out and do it, disguising it as being above it all. Most stallions I talked with cowered before me."
>>105702
"If in combat you want to win
Apply the lotion to your skin
You'll find you needn't be a charmer
with a magical lotion of natural armor"
"If in combat you want to win
Apply the lotion to your skin
You'll find you needn't be a charmer
with a magical lotion of natural armor"
>>105704
She looks at Iron, giving him an odd, somewhat judgmental look
"The academics construct a worldview where they see all of history as consisting of a higher class seeking to oppress a lower class and remain in power, and all of morality and truth as being only constructs created by this higher class to stay in power. In every historical event, they saw Equestria, its princesses, its old nobility, its clergy and its capitalists as the villians... yet all I saw from them was a concern about university rankings, who gets what chairs, and funding. Did they think we wouldn't notice that they wanted to replace the old nobility, the capitalists, the clergy and the princesses as the new ruling ruling class? Or that they were creating their own truth and morality to justify their own status as the new bourgeoisie?"
She shakes her head relating this
>>105706
"Pay 40 bits, and you shall avoid hits"
\r
She looks at Iron, giving him an odd, somewhat judgmental look
"The academics construct a worldview where they see all of history as consisting of a higher class seeking to oppress a lower class and remain in power, and all of morality and truth as being only constructs created by this higher class to stay in power. In every historical event, they saw Equestria, its princesses, its old nobility, its clergy and its capitalists as the villians... yet all I saw from them was a concern about university rankings, who gets what chairs, and funding. Did they think we wouldn't notice that they wanted to replace the old nobility, the capitalists, the clergy and the princesses as the new ruling ruling class? Or that they were creating their own truth and morality to justify their own status as the new bourgeoisie?"
She shakes her head relating this
>>105706
"Pay 40 bits, and you shall avoid hits"
\r
>>105707
(Cauldron should be hearing this.)
Iron is appalled from hearing his partner's suspicions to be true.
"And you work with the ones that blemish and tarnish their rulers' reputation as well as write nice things about themselves to solidify these sorry ponies' social standing?"
(Cauldron should be hearing this.)
Iron is appalled from hearing his partner's suspicions to be true.
"And you work with the ones that blemish and tarnish their rulers' reputation as well as write nice things about themselves to solidify these sorry ponies' social standing?"
>>105711
"What do you mean by that? I do remember you were behind in terms of doing those report things out of principles."
"What do you mean by that? I do remember you were behind in terms of doing those report things out of principles."
[1d20 = 16]
>>105712
"What are you talking about? The publications? Pfft! I wasn't going to write something just for the sake of writing"
>>105712
"What are you talking about? The publications? Pfft! I wasn't going to write something just for the sake of writing"
>>105717
“What?”
At this point, Cauldron comes back, carrying water. She immediately tries to place it in a position to boil
“What?”
At this point, Cauldron comes back, carrying water. She immediately tries to place it in a position to boil
>>105718
Iron notices her arrival, nodding at his partner, and looks back at Pear.
"You know, money in paper form. I assume you do not have much of it due to you not giving the expected amount of publications or something. Is that how it works?"
Iron notices her arrival, nodding at his partner, and looks back at Pear.
"You know, money in paper form. I assume you do not have much of it due to you not giving the expected amount of publications or something. Is that how it works?"
>>105720
“Oh. That. Yes, I guess we have paper money, although that’s become more common mostly with the banks and the Fascists.”
Cauldron places the pot into the fire
>>105719
“Traveller, I don’t think you understand
These potions are not like any other in the land
My strongest potion would kill a rhinoceros
So you see you consuming it is a bit preposterous”
“Oh. That. Yes, I guess we have paper money, although that’s become more common mostly with the banks and the Fascists.”
Cauldron places the pot into the fire
>>105719
“Traveller, I don’t think you understand
These potions are not like any other in the land
My strongest potion would kill a rhinoceros
So you see you consuming it is a bit preposterous”
>>105721
Iron shrugs.
"Maybe? I do not know, really."
Knowing Cauldron is quite close to hear this conversation, he goes for the social play!
"Do those slimy snobs at the university give you enough to live by?"
Iron shrugs.
"Maybe? I do not know, really."
Knowing Cauldron is quite close to hear this conversation, he goes for the social play!
"Do those slimy snobs at the university give you enough to live by?"
>>105723
Iron purses his lips.
(That should at least warrant Cauldron to question why she did not jump to defend her university superiors.)
"That does sound harsh, all things considered."
He questions himself whether to keep the chat with Pear, start one with Cauldron or simply lay his head down and get the rest needed.
(Subtle wooing or healing up? This are some hard conundrums.)
He snickers to himself, feeling his belly giving the slightest poke to the ground.
(Hard.)
Iron purses his lips.
(That should at least warrant Cauldron to question why she did not jump to defend her university superiors.)
"That does sound harsh, all things considered."
He questions himself whether to keep the chat with Pear, start one with Cauldron or simply lay his head down and get the rest needed.
(Subtle wooing or healing up? This are some hard conundrums.)
He snickers to himself, feeling his belly giving the slightest poke to the ground.
(Hard.)
>>105724
"Traveler, did you not hear?
This is not some weak domestic beer
Nor some potion you slip to a young maiden
Nor any other potion with which you are laiden
This potion has the strength of a running river
It would instantly destroy your liver
It would make your own muscles turn your bones to mush
So about this potion, you may as well hush"
>>105725
Cauldron looks back to him briefly during his snickering
"The water shall be ready shortly"
"Traveler, did you not hear?
This is not some weak domestic beer
Nor some potion you slip to a young maiden
Nor any other potion with which you are laiden
This potion has the strength of a running river
It would instantly destroy your liver
It would make your own muscles turn your bones to mush
So about this potion, you may as well hush"
>>105725
Cauldron looks back to him briefly during his snickering
"The water shall be ready shortly"
>>105726
Iron does a barrel roll towards Cauldron, a bit excited.
"Excellent! I wonder if you can make even water taste delicious."
Iron does a barrel roll towards Cauldron, a bit excited.
"Excellent! I wonder if you can make even water taste delicious."
>>105727
Cauldron pulls back, clearly startled by this display
"If the water has a taste at all, then dump it out, because I don't trust this Jungle water. It could have parasites, diseases, and who knows what in it"
Cauldron pulls back, clearly startled by this display
"If the water has a taste at all, then dump it out, because I don't trust this Jungle water. It could have parasites, diseases, and who knows what in it"
>>105728
"Oh. Okay. I should do that, then."
Iron can't help but chuckle at her startled pose after this though.
"To be honest, I would be scared of a big stallion rolling towards me, too."
"Oh. Okay. I should do that, then."
Iron can't help but chuckle at her startled pose after this though.
"To be honest, I would be scared of a big stallion rolling towards me, too."
>>105726
"Potion seller,I Do Not wish to fight.
I'm just asking you to do what is Right.
i need your strongest potion.
i do not wish to cause a commotion.
I am going into battle and i'm Stronger than some pleb cattle."
"Potion seller,I Do Not wish to fight.
I'm just asking you to do what is Right.
i need your strongest potion.
i do not wish to cause a commotion.
I am going into battle and i'm Stronger than some pleb cattle."
>>105730
"Traveller, what is this rattle?
You better be stronger than plebian cattle
Because this potion can kill a steer
So let me once again fillr you ear
This potion could kill anything in the zoo
This potion is much too strong for you"
"Traveller, what is this rattle?
You better be stronger than plebian cattle
Because this potion can kill a steer
So let me once again fillr you ear
This potion could kill anything in the zoo
This potion is much too strong for you"
>>105731
Iron can't help but chuckle some more.
"Sorry about that."
(I wonder how startled they would be if I were a bit more mischevious. Maybe I should recreate the Grant slap.)
He feels he's digging a hole with his fifth leg, fidgeting a bit.
He pokes Cauldron, smiling innocently.
"I think you and Pear have things in common."
Iron can't help but chuckle some more.
"Sorry about that."
(I wonder how startled they would be if I were a bit more mischevious. Maybe I should recreate the Grant slap.)
He feels he's digging a hole with his fifth leg, fidgeting a bit.
He pokes Cauldron, smiling innocently.
"I think you and Pear have things in common."
>>105732
"Then Good Day Potion seller. i'll be back after i Find my companion. we'll probably need more potions for later."
"Then Good Day Potion seller. i'll be back after i Find my companion. we'll probably need more potions for later."
And a good morning and good Sunday to all of the participants of the game, and the GM.
>>105739
I finally have some much needed downtime to think about stuff and recovering from the assblasting that was my first set of uni exams.
I finally have some much needed downtime to think about stuff and recovering from the assblasting that was my first set of uni exams.
>>105742
The Floof is doing alright. Nothing on that level of fuckery that you've had to deal with. I've had to unfortunately close my window and turn on my AC, it's so hot and humid, but that's pretty much it.
The Floof is doing alright. Nothing on that level of fuckery that you've had to deal with. I've had to unfortunately close my window and turn on my AC, it's so hot and humid, but that's pretty much it.
>>105743
Oof. That does not sound good. It's supposedly winter in these parts, but I feel a creeping heat that makes me open the window.
Perhaps it's the fact it's currently midday, where Sun-san shines the brightest.
Oof. That does not sound good. It's supposedly winter in these parts, but I feel a creeping heat that makes me open the window.
Perhaps it's the fact it's currently midday, where Sun-san shines the brightest.
>>105744
Not sure about down in Argentinaland, but for us the hottest part of the day is usually between 1-3 in the afternoon. It's honestly not that hot today, with a high around 90 degrees Fahrenheit/32 degrees Celsius. The big issue is that there's so much humidity in the air it feels about 20 F/11 C hotter than it actually is.
It's supposed to storm again tomorrow. We've had a shitton of rain already, but the rain can't come any sooner.
Not sure about down in Argentinaland, but for us the hottest part of the day is usually between 1-3 in the afternoon. It's honestly not that hot today, with a high around 90 degrees Fahrenheit/32 degrees Celsius. The big issue is that there's so much humidity in the air it feels about 20 F/11 C hotter than it actually is.
It's supposed to storm again tomorrow. We've had a shitton of rain already, but the rain can't come any sooner.
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Uh... hello
>>105745
It could be humidity doing its work down here as well.
>32°C not being that hot
I think my skin would melt from that, honestly. Me and the Sun don't mesh very well, since my skin ignites from prolonged exposure.
Remember to do the rain dance to increase the odds.
>>105746
Heyo GMo! Are you ready to rumble?
It could be humidity doing its work down here as well.
>32°C not being that hot
I think my skin would melt from that, honestly. Me and the Sun don't mesh very well, since my skin ignites from prolonged exposure.
Remember to do the rain dance to increase the odds.
>>105746
Heyo GMo! Are you ready to rumble?
>>105746
Heya, GM. How's it goin'?
>>105747
I mean, I've dealt with worse, before. There's been years when I was a kid where I'd way home from school in 100+/37+ degree weather in September.
>Remember to do the rain dance to increase the odds.
Might be everyone here is doing a rain dance. Normally, all of the grass outside would be dead from lack of rain and excess of heat, but it's rained more days than not this summer thanks to it being an El Niño year.
Heya, GM. How's it goin'?
>>105747
I mean, I've dealt with worse, before. There's been years when I was a kid where I'd way home from school in 100+/37+ degree weather in September.
>Remember to do the rain dance to increase the odds.
Might be everyone here is doing a rain dance. Normally, all of the grass outside would be dead from lack of rain and excess of heat, but it's rained more days than not this summer thanks to it being an El Niño year.
>>105749
Fair enough, since I live in one of the typically cooler but still humid not-Mexico parts of the country (aside from the illegals who work the melon fields).
So, you want to continue, or do you want to wait for Dark Star to make our reunion a bit easier?
>>105750
Here's hoping, so long as we don't get washed away.
Fair enough, since I live in one of the typically cooler but still humid not-Mexico parts of the country (aside from the illegals who work the melon fields).
So, you want to continue, or do you want to wait for Dark Star to make our reunion a bit easier?
>>105750
Here's hoping, so long as we don't get washed away.
[1d20+11 = 17]
>>105751
Silver’s section is surprisingly difficult to manage, but it looks as if the great raptor has turned the battled decisively in its favor, even killing the armored ghast
That does not deter the mummy from striking
>>105750
Both ponies seem to reject this characterization, Pear only subtly, Cauldron more overtly
“I don’t know if I like the Harmonists. They care too much about big business and preserving the status quo”
>>105751
Silver’s section is surprisingly difficult to manage, but it looks as if the great raptor has turned the battled decisively in its favor, even killing the armored ghast
That does not deter the mummy from striking
>>105750
Both ponies seem to reject this characterization, Pear only subtly, Cauldron more overtly
“I don’t know if I like the Harmonists. They care too much about big business and preserving the status quo”
>>105752
Iron reaches critical error, looking at the two mares present.
"Wait, what? Do they not follow the harmonic virtues now while using its name to trick the normal pony to think they are one?"
Iron reaches critical error, looking at the two mares present.
"Wait, what? Do they not follow the harmonic virtues now while using its name to trick the normal pony to think they are one?"
>>105756
Silver takes another drink of his whiskey, letting the satisfying burn pass through his throat and settle in his stomach. It fills him with warmth on this chilly day. Go Roc! Get him!
Silver takes another drink of his whiskey, letting the satisfying burn pass through his throat and settle in his stomach. It fills him with warmth on this chilly day. Go Roc! Get him!
>>105762
Iron facehoofs himself.
"Oh."
After slowly dragging his hoof along his face in a downwards motion, he simply nods.
"I understand why you would avoid using that due to the misuse, but what would you call a nun, then? A harmonic?"
Iron facehoofs himself.
"Oh."
After slowly dragging his hoof along his face in a downwards motion, he simply nods.
"I understand why you would avoid using that due to the misuse, but what would you call a nun, then? A harmonic?"
>>105765
"What about the ponies that believe what the nuns presumedly practice? Do they simply not name themselves in case the ones who try to manipulate them try to label themselves as such?"
"What about the ponies that believe what the nuns presumedly practice? Do they simply not name themselves in case the ones who try to manipulate them try to label themselves as such?"
>>105765
Silver would let out a whistle, if he thought it wouldn't attract the bird's attention. That looked painful.
Silver would let out a whistle, if he thought it wouldn't attract the bird's attention. That looked painful.
>>105768
Iron blinks.
"Well anyway. Let me rephrase my sentence then."
A little cough.
"You both have harmonic values."
Iron blinks.
"Well anyway. Let me rephrase my sentence then."
A little cough.
"You both have harmonic values."
>>105770
"And you also dislike your current jobs!"
Iron looks to the ground, lips pursing, then returns with a giddy expression.
"Or at least wish something better or different as an occupation."
"And you also dislike your current jobs!"
Iron looks to the ground, lips pursing, then returns with a giddy expression.
"Or at least wish something better or different as an occupation."
>>105772
Iron smiles persists, even though Cauldron is quite hurt from hearing his last sentence.
"Fret not, you two, for I have quite an ambitious plan for all thr-"
He glances at the beat Grant.
"Four of us!"
Staring straight at Pear, he looks quite confident of his actions.
"Before I go any further, I wish to know what kind of future do you want to have as an individual. Become a nun and preach your beliefs to the masses or an explorer who thirsts for knowledge?"
Iron smiles persists, even though Cauldron is quite hurt from hearing his last sentence.
"Fret not, you two, for I have quite an ambitious plan for all thr-"
He glances at the beat Grant.
"Four of us!"
Staring straight at Pear, he looks quite confident of his actions.
"Before I go any further, I wish to know what kind of future do you want to have as an individual. Become a nun and preach your beliefs to the masses or an explorer who thirsts for knowledge?"
>>105776
Oh I think I know what it is, but I'm afraid that I've fucked up his objective by accidentally blankposting.
Nevermind the fact that I dropped a bombshell of a decision for Pear to be making.
Oh I think I know what it is, but I'm afraid that I've fucked up his objective by accidentally blankposting.
Nevermind the fact that I dropped a bombshell of a decision for Pear to be making.
>>105779
I bet in about an hour. This is some big road that I'm taking, which means he needs to take into account the variables
I bet in about an hour. This is some big road that I'm taking, which means he needs to take into account the variables
>>105773
Alright, it looks as if the Roc has won, having been severely wounded in the process. It bleeds from multiple flesh wounds, but spreads its wings in a powerful "Caw!", takes the bait, and then flaps to fly off
>>105774
Pear only shakes her head slowly
>>105780
Really, figuring out the numbers on the combat with the reduced Roc was harder, besides my mother called, I was playing HoI4 trying to finish a war, ad the audiobook I was listening to was describing the assassination of Archduke Franz Ferdinand which was very interesting
Alright, it looks as if the Roc has won, having been severely wounded in the process. It bleeds from multiple flesh wounds, but spreads its wings in a powerful "Caw!", takes the bait, and then flaps to fly off
>>105774
Pear only shakes her head slowly
>>105780
Really, figuring out the numbers on the combat with the reduced Roc was harder, besides my mother called, I was playing HoI4 trying to finish a war, ad the audiobook I was listening to was describing the assassination of Archduke Franz Ferdinand which was very interesting
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Okay then...
>>105781
Iron's ears flicker, his smile faltering.
"You do not seem quite as eager, it seems."
He pokes his chin.
"It seems the circumstances sours any possibility of making a possible arrangement. I understand. I simply wanted to extend a hoof, but it is honorable to deny it in order to uphold your ideals."
>>105782
Hold ur horses, I'm treading on ice here.
Iron's ears flicker, his smile faltering.
"You do not seem quite as eager, it seems."
He pokes his chin.
"It seems the circumstances sours any possibility of making a possible arrangement. I understand. I simply wanted to extend a hoof, but it is honorable to deny it in order to uphold your ideals."
>>105782
Hold ur horses, I'm treading on ice here.
>>105783
Yay! It's Spark!
>>105784
The beast is bleeding and thrashed, but not gone. It takes long, belabored flaps, pressing itself upwards and falling down again. It does not have much room to maneuver in the quarry, being almost as large as the plane that dropped the bomb. It jumps and flaps up to the side of the quarry, where it perches for a moment before giving a loud Caw!, and flying off. It never seems to notice Silver
>>105785
"You didn't even present an offer. I just denied that I intended to become a nun"
Yay! It's Spark!
>>105784
The beast is bleeding and thrashed, but not gone. It takes long, belabored flaps, pressing itself upwards and falling down again. It does not have much room to maneuver in the quarry, being almost as large as the plane that dropped the bomb. It jumps and flaps up to the side of the quarry, where it perches for a moment before giving a loud Caw!, and flying off. It never seems to notice Silver
>>105785
"You didn't even present an offer. I just denied that I intended to become a nun"
>>105786
Hello again.
Now if only I can think if what to do here... give me a few more minutes to plan something.
Hello again.
Now if only I can think if what to do here... give me a few more minutes to plan something.
>>105786
Iron's gait increased.
"Oh! Well, I cannot quite say I can exactly state the offer I had in mind, but I had a long term plan in order to fulfill Grant's request. I only needed to know where to find you when the time comes, simple as that."
Iron's gait increased.
"Oh! Well, I cannot quite say I can exactly state the offer I had in mind, but I had a long term plan in order to fulfill Grant's request. I only needed to know where to find you when the time comes, simple as that."
>>105786
Rest well, my friend. Silver takes one more drink from his whiskey bottle before closing it. Well, I suppose I had better see what survived.
He grabs his SMG and makes his way down into the quarry. He keeps his once-again useful ears open for any sign of movement.
Rest well, my friend. Silver takes one more drink from his whiskey bottle before closing it. Well, I suppose I had better see what survived.
He grabs his SMG and makes his way down into the quarry. He keeps his once-again useful ears open for any sign of movement.
>>105789
A single drop of sweat starts to form on Iron's forehead.
"Well, I had thought that with the solid income from the pots' value, I could use it to fund a more stable source of income. With it, combined with my low amount of maintenance, I could easily have spare money to spend on, aside from... other benefits."
He grins.
"Even though your partner here did some damage to my body, I cannot help but feel you need something to liven you up. To give you that small spark of hope of other ponies actually being nice and generous."
A single drop of sweat starts to form on Iron's forehead.
"Well, I had thought that with the solid income from the pots' value, I could use it to fund a more stable source of income. With it, combined with my low amount of maintenance, I could easily have spare money to spend on, aside from... other benefits."
He grins.
"Even though your partner here did some damage to my body, I cannot help but feel you need something to liven you up. To give you that small spark of hope of other ponies actually being nice and generous."
>>105790
The mummy looks ripped to shreds, with portions of flesh and cloth strewn about near where the fight took place. So too, does the armored one, where much of the armor has been torn off. The skin beneath has that brown, soldified look of so many of the ghasts and ghouls. If there is anything still alive in the catacomb or the water, it has not yet risen to attack Silver. Yet. Noting is moving, except for the water, but that could just be from the roc.
>>105791
She looks at Iron, and nods her head slightly
"I see..."
The mummy looks ripped to shreds, with portions of flesh and cloth strewn about near where the fight took place. So too, does the armored one, where much of the armor has been torn off. The skin beneath has that brown, soldified look of so many of the ghasts and ghouls. If there is anything still alive in the catacomb or the water, it has not yet risen to attack Silver. Yet. Noting is moving, except for the water, but that could just be from the roc.
>>105791
She looks at Iron, and nods her head slightly
"I see..."
>>105792
Iron's grin turns into a giddy smile.
"So how about it? Do you have a particular place we could meet up when the times comes? Maybe a way to contact you?"
Iron's grin turns into a giddy smile.
"So how about it? Do you have a particular place we could meet up when the times comes? Maybe a way to contact you?"
>>105793
She turns herself towards him, then lowers her forebody to a laying position.
“Perhaps I’m not sure exactly what you are proposing, or why”
She turns herself towards him, then lowers her forebody to a laying position.
“Perhaps I’m not sure exactly what you are proposing, or why”
I Did a Thing
>>105792
Have to stay alert. Can't let them surprise me.
Silver pulls out his flashlight and turns it on as he enters the catacombs.
Have to stay alert. Can't let them surprise me.
Silver pulls out his flashlight and turns it on as he enters the catacombs.
>>105801
Iron blinks, looking on his person to search for his supposed weapon.
"Wait, what gun?"
He shakes his head.
"Regardless of how generous it is, it is still a nice offer for you. Keep in mind you would not even had the chance to even get here without me clearing the ones that pointed the gun at you and killed your companions. If I were not here, they would have taken all of it for far worse causes than to make a stable income."
>>105802
That sucks, man. I trust you can solve the issue in due time, tho.
Iron blinks, looking on his person to search for his supposed weapon.
"Wait, what gun?"
He shakes his head.
"Regardless of how generous it is, it is still a nice offer for you. Keep in mind you would not even had the chance to even get here without me clearing the ones that pointed the gun at you and killed your companions. If I were not here, they would have taken all of it for far worse causes than to make a stable income."
>>105802
That sucks, man. I trust you can solve the issue in due time, tho.
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>>105807
"The pots, essentially."
Iron puffs out his chest.
"This is my proof of ownership."
He softens his serious demeanor, going for a more suave incline.
"However, I am not selfish."
(At least not completely.)
"I can part away with some money, even a lot of it, once I have secured myself. After all, how can you help others when you cannot help yourself?"
"The pots, essentially."
Iron puffs out his chest.
"This is my proof of ownership."
He softens his serious demeanor, going for a more suave incline.
"However, I am not selfish."
(At least not completely.)
"I can part away with some money, even a lot of it, once I have secured myself. After all, how can you help others when you cannot help yourself?"
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>>105809
“You are so magnanimous to consider giving back coins from a stash you singlehoofedly found, acquired and defended, with no help from anypony else either to find it or to ward off the bandits.”
“You are so magnanimous to consider giving back coins from a stash you singlehoofedly found, acquired and defended, with no help from anypony else either to find it or to ward off the bandits.”
>>105810
"I cannot say it was completely my doing." He wraps a foreleg around Cauldron's back, gently pulling her closer to him. "My partner also helped inmensely, saving my flank sometimes and even providing the means to keep fighting."
Iron simply smiles on through her sarcasm.
"I am being quite reasonable here, to the point I am even giving some back to you as a gesture of good faith. I did not try to kill you or your partner, or even hurt you. I do not think I even laid a hoof on you, while those other ponies I took care of would have, and who knows what kind of touch would that be? I must assure you, their touch was probably a bad one."
"I cannot say it was completely my doing." He wraps a foreleg around Cauldron's back, gently pulling her closer to him. "My partner also helped inmensely, saving my flank sometimes and even providing the means to keep fighting."
Iron simply smiles on through her sarcasm.
"I am being quite reasonable here, to the point I am even giving some back to you as a gesture of good faith. I did not try to kill you or your partner, or even hurt you. I do not think I even laid a hoof on you, while those other ponies I took care of would have, and who knows what kind of touch would that be? I must assure you, their touch was probably a bad one."
>>105815
"You told me already, and you did the right thing to preserve your life, but you must understand that running away strips away your right to demand things, since you abandoned the prizes inside the temple to save your hide. You had to sacrifice your ownership of the items inside to be breathing at this moment. To be completely honest, the fact that you are able to explore the temple after that ontop of having your companions inmortalized is quite generous indeed."
"You told me already, and you did the right thing to preserve your life, but you must understand that running away strips away your right to demand things, since you abandoned the prizes inside the temple to save your hide. You had to sacrifice your ownership of the items inside to be breathing at this moment. To be completely honest, the fact that you are able to explore the temple after that ontop of having your companions inmortalized is quite generous indeed."
>>105812
Silver once again is in the lower level, with arched open rooms to his right, and doors to the animal-area to his left. It's cool inside here, and there is a subtle but unpleasant smell. Red brick dominates the aesthetic of the walls and floors both
Silver once again is in the lower level, with arched open rooms to his right, and doors to the animal-area to his left. It's cool inside here, and there is a subtle but unpleasant smell. Red brick dominates the aesthetic of the walls and floors both
>>105821
"Is stating the events that transpired here really that insulting? Yes, you ran away successfully from the bandits and you led us here, too, but you would not have been able to even grasp at the temple's vast potential for historical knowledge if it were not for me and my partner, unless you are implying you could have single-hoofedly taken out every single bandit around the temple."
Iron shrugs.
"Here I am, offering some of it to you indirectly to fulfill your partner's yet you seem to spit at my hoof for even daring to try."
"Is stating the events that transpired here really that insulting? Yes, you ran away successfully from the bandits and you led us here, too, but you would not have been able to even grasp at the temple's vast potential for historical knowledge if it were not for me and my partner, unless you are implying you could have single-hoofedly taken out every single bandit around the temple."
Iron shrugs.
"Here I am, offering some of it to you indirectly to fulfill your partner's yet you seem to spit at my hoof for even daring to try."
>>105826
"It's not the suggestion that you deserve a portion. It's the implication that the whole of it is yours to divvy out, and anypony else who receives any of it should be grateful for your magnanimity"
"It's not the suggestion that you deserve a portion. It's the implication that the whole of it is yours to divvy out, and anypony else who receives any of it should be grateful for your magnanimity"
>>105827
"Why not? Could you have taken the ones that impeded the option to hoof it among us out? The ones that would not have even tried to negotiate? They were the sole obstacle that stopped you from being able to do so, therefore the one who does should enable him to distribute whatever objects in their best interests. After all, the one who put the most work in getting the goods gets the right to decide to whom it belongs, or should the farmer not be able to distribute the crops he has grown?"
"Why not? Could you have taken the ones that impeded the option to hoof it among us out? The ones that would not have even tried to negotiate? They were the sole obstacle that stopped you from being able to do so, therefore the one who does should enable him to distribute whatever objects in their best interests. After all, the one who put the most work in getting the goods gets the right to decide to whom it belongs, or should the farmer not be able to distribute the crops he has grown?"
>>105828
“A few things. First, it is a collective effort requiring the imputs of many ponies. Even where inputs are not equal, that does not mean one pony has the right to assume or even to distribute the rest. But all that is missing the point, really. This was a church and a gravesite. Sacred ground to a dead culture. Its artifacts were a part of that’s tomb and temple. They belong, both morally and under the law of Equestria, to the Marexica herd. It was arrogant of Highchair and Dr. Grant to think that they could cleverly maneuver their way around the Antiquities Act and turn it into a financial boon for the University. This behavior is nothing less than the equivalent of breaking into Canterlot Cathedral, selling the icons, the paintings, and breaking open the tombs under the marble floors while claiming you deserve it all for no other reason than because you strong-legged our a different group of robbers who got to it before you did”
She’s a little angry, almost teary eyed
“There are some ponies who have ancestors buried here”
“A few things. First, it is a collective effort requiring the imputs of many ponies. Even where inputs are not equal, that does not mean one pony has the right to assume or even to distribute the rest. But all that is missing the point, really. This was a church and a gravesite. Sacred ground to a dead culture. Its artifacts were a part of that’s tomb and temple. They belong, both morally and under the law of Equestria, to the Marexica herd. It was arrogant of Highchair and Dr. Grant to think that they could cleverly maneuver their way around the Antiquities Act and turn it into a financial boon for the University. This behavior is nothing less than the equivalent of breaking into Canterlot Cathedral, selling the icons, the paintings, and breaking open the tombs under the marble floors while claiming you deserve it all for no other reason than because you strong-legged our a different group of robbers who got to it before you did”
She’s a little angry, almost teary eyed
“There are some ponies who have ancestors buried here”
>>105834
The Zebra thanks him, and Dark Star leaves. When he arrives at the quarry, he sees a rather worried looking orange Pegasus with yellow helmet and uniform looking over the chain linked fence into the former farm property
The Zebra thanks him, and Dark Star leaves. When he arrives at the quarry, he sees a rather worried looking orange Pegasus with yellow helmet and uniform looking over the chain linked fence into the former farm property
>>105836
“I... don’t know. Earlier there was a massive explosion, and me and the colts just thought they were detonating that that bomb in the lake, so we weren’t really worried and just continued on with our shift. But then we heard gun shots, and a giant bird, I mean, a huge bird came and sounded like it was trapped in something, of fighting something. It flew off and now we don’t know what’s going on”
“I... don’t know. Earlier there was a massive explosion, and me and the colts just thought they were detonating that that bomb in the lake, so we weren’t really worried and just continued on with our shift. But then we heard gun shots, and a giant bird, I mean, a huge bird came and sounded like it was trapped in something, of fighting something. It flew off and now we don’t know what’s going on”
>>105837
"......I uh wasnt expecting that. you and Everypony else stay back. where did the bird fly off from?"
Dark Star Draws His pistol and Walks through the fence.
"......I uh wasnt expecting that. you and Everypony else stay back. where did the bird fly off from?"
Dark Star Draws His pistol and Walks through the fence.
[1d20+4 = 9]
>>105839
Move Silently: Silver cautiously makes for the source of the noise, while trying to remain silent.
>>105839
Move Silently: Silver cautiously makes for the source of the noise, while trying to remain silent.
>>105840
“It was in the quarry”
Dark Star, presumably, draws out his pistol and holds it forward as if it were drawn by a police officer clearing out a building. The construction worker pony must believe Dark Star is an off-duty cop, because he is not alarmed by this, nor does he question it
“It was in the quarry”
Dark Star, presumably, draws out his pistol and holds it forward as if it were drawn by a police officer clearing out a building. The construction worker pony must believe Dark Star is an off-duty cop, because he is not alarmed by this, nor does he question it
>>105832
Iron's expressions softens even more over Pear's tear-eyed expression
"I would agree with you, but the issue is that the ones who previously owned it either died off or left it behind. The Marexicans did not even bother trying to find it either due to ignorance or neglect, which indicates they themselves do not care for these ponies."
He nods a few times.
"While I did take from the dead, seeing how the gods guided me here to clean it up of these unworthy cowards whose very presence insults the god of which this temple is for, they must have allowed me to part ways with some of these belongings as a token of gratitude. Otherwise, how could me and my partner have found you in the middle of this expansive forest as well as ensure your escape from the bandits if the gods themselves did not orchestrate these events to happen? It cannot be simple coincidence. This is what was meant to be."
Iron's expressions softens even more over Pear's tear-eyed expression
"I would agree with you, but the issue is that the ones who previously owned it either died off or left it behind. The Marexicans did not even bother trying to find it either due to ignorance or neglect, which indicates they themselves do not care for these ponies."
He nods a few times.
"While I did take from the dead, seeing how the gods guided me here to clean it up of these unworthy cowards whose very presence insults the god of which this temple is for, they must have allowed me to part ways with some of these belongings as a token of gratitude. Otherwise, how could me and my partner have found you in the middle of this expansive forest as well as ensure your escape from the bandits if the gods themselves did not orchestrate these events to happen? It cannot be simple coincidence. This is what was meant to be."
>>105844
Must have been in the center, since that’s the only place that will allow a giant bird to land.
Is he going to the edge if the quarry to look down, or searching the skies to see if it is still around?
Must have been in the center, since that’s the only place that will allow a giant bird to land.
Is he going to the edge if the quarry to look down, or searching the skies to see if it is still around?
>>105841
He goes in through a stone doorway that must have, at one time, held a wooden door. To the left are open spaces that seem to have the remnants of steel bars at their bases. Presumably, it was almost like a cheap municipal jail with steal bars blocking off part of a room. Now those are open. To the right are recessed, lowered holding pins, or pits
He goes in through a stone doorway that must have, at one time, held a wooden door. To the left are open spaces that seem to have the remnants of steel bars at their bases. Presumably, it was almost like a cheap municipal jail with steal bars blocking off part of a room. Now those are open. To the right are recessed, lowered holding pins, or pits
>>105846
Silver is familiar with this room layout in the catacombs. Hmm...nothing immediately visible. Then, that must mean...
He looks in the pits for any sign of the culprit.
Silver is familiar with this room layout in the catacombs. Hmm...nothing immediately visible. Then, that must mean...
He looks in the pits for any sign of the culprit.
>>105848
In the first pit, nothing. The second, however, has two quadruped skeletons in that area too low for for them to climb out
They are simple skeletons, animated by magic alone, with neither the flesh nor tendons nor mummified skins the zebra and pony ghouls and ghasts possessed
>>105849
He sees a very macabre seen, with pickled body parts strewn about in the water, a floating black cadaver, and various pieces of legs, heads, and necks. There is no blood, and no red flesh, only a brown fusion of skin and flesh attached to bone and hanging tendon.
To the left is the water, and to the right is a raised area of dry rock that leads into the cave-like entrance to the catacombs. Between the raised area on the right, and the lake on the left, to the center-right is an area of rock one level lower - perhaps 5 feet lower - than the rock on the far right. Ontop of this clear, lower area are strewn shining pieces of armor, pieces of that strange brown flesh, wrapped cloth, and of all things, blood. The only red blood - and it is indeed red, not the black or brown rust of dried blood - is in that little area. There is a wrapped pony head on the ground, along with other body parts. The smell is... well, it's bad, with rotted plant joining the smells of the flesh.
In the first pit, nothing. The second, however, has two quadruped skeletons in that area too low for for them to climb out
They are simple skeletons, animated by magic alone, with neither the flesh nor tendons nor mummified skins the zebra and pony ghouls and ghasts possessed
>>105849
He sees a very macabre seen, with pickled body parts strewn about in the water, a floating black cadaver, and various pieces of legs, heads, and necks. There is no blood, and no red flesh, only a brown fusion of skin and flesh attached to bone and hanging tendon.
To the left is the water, and to the right is a raised area of dry rock that leads into the cave-like entrance to the catacombs. Between the raised area on the right, and the lake on the left, to the center-right is an area of rock one level lower - perhaps 5 feet lower - than the rock on the far right. Ontop of this clear, lower area are strewn shining pieces of armor, pieces of that strange brown flesh, wrapped cloth, and of all things, blood. The only red blood - and it is indeed red, not the black or brown rust of dried blood - is in that little area. There is a wrapped pony head on the ground, along with other body parts. The smell is... well, it's bad, with rotted plant joining the smells of the flesh.
>>105852
He Does his best to surpress a Gag
As he creeps down into the quarry itself and towards the Red Blood
He Does his best to surpress a Gag
As he creeps down into the quarry itself and towards the Red Blood
>>105853
"It wasn't the gods who found this temple... It was me"
She says this more softly than almost everything else she's said
>>105854
Dark Star walks past the pump and its engine, down the ramp, and then presumably jumps down one level below. What Dark Star can see is a mummified pony in full cloth that has been cut in half, and what looks like a knight in armor lying on its side on the ground, with part of a plate torn away, exposing that brown flesh beneath
"It wasn't the gods who found this temple... It was me"
She says this more softly than almost everything else she's said
>>105854
Dark Star walks past the pump and its engine, down the ramp, and then presumably jumps down one level below. What Dark Star can see is a mummified pony in full cloth that has been cut in half, and what looks like a knight in armor lying on its side on the ground, with part of a plate torn away, exposing that brown flesh beneath
>>105857
Hmmph. I will deal with you later.
Silver continues looking around for any sign of the undead.
Hmmph. I will deal with you later.
Silver continues looking around for any sign of the undead.
>>105855
"Shit."
He Takes out the Hide From Undead Potion pulls out the cork with his teeth then Swallows The Red Liquid in one swallow.
He Creeps Fowards towards the Cave Entrance and peeks in
"Shit."
He Takes out the Hide From Undead Potion pulls out the cork with his teeth then Swallows The Red Liquid in one swallow.
He Creeps Fowards towards the Cave Entrance and peeks in
>>105855
Iron cocks his head, not really understanding what is going on inside her head.
"Who says you did not do that?"
Iron cocks his head, not really understanding what is going on inside her head.
"Who says you did not do that?"
[1d20-2 = -2]
>>105861
Iron's eyes dart to the sides, not sure what she's thinking about.
"You did well?"
Rolling diplomacy for the lulz.
It's -2 due to -1 Cha mod and -1 from abrasive.
>>105861
Iron's eyes dart to the sides, not sure what she's thinking about.
"You did well?"
Rolling diplomacy for the lulz.
It's -2 due to -1 Cha mod and -1 from abrasive.
>>105866
I figured as much, honestly. The sentence itself is quite a dumb response.
Iron's frogs are sweaty. His knees are weak and his legs are heavy.
(Why does she not go for the offer I gave her? Is it really just because of a distant feeling of guilt?)
I figured as much, honestly. The sentence itself is quite a dumb response.
Iron's frogs are sweaty. His knees are weak and his legs are heavy.
(Why does she not go for the offer I gave her? Is it really just because of a distant feeling of guilt?)
>>105867
"Hmm. I suppose there is nothing here."
Silver continues to explore the lower area of the catacombs.
"Hmm. I suppose there is nothing here."
Silver continues to explore the lower area of the catacombs.
>>105869
Pear stands up, first her forebody, then her rear, backs up, and starts to turn around to go to the other side of the fire. She walks past what was her souvenir from the experience, at least one of the idols, sitting down next to the fire. She continues onwards
All around Iron, crickets chirp on, and various noises come from the night time jungle. Clouds block the light of the nearly full moon, only to move on and let it show again. Even at night, it is hot enough to sweat
>>105871
It's no cave, but the storage room of the catacombs, with decayed wood particulars and rusted iron rings, and ring walls
>>105870
Essentially, symmetrical to other side. There are fewer rock particles on the ground. Perhaps this area was used for something else before Curwhinny commandeered it
Pear stands up, first her forebody, then her rear, backs up, and starts to turn around to go to the other side of the fire. She walks past what was her souvenir from the experience, at least one of the idols, sitting down next to the fire. She continues onwards
All around Iron, crickets chirp on, and various noises come from the night time jungle. Clouds block the light of the nearly full moon, only to move on and let it show again. Even at night, it is hot enough to sweat
>>105871
It's no cave, but the storage room of the catacombs, with decayed wood particulars and rusted iron rings, and ring walls
>>105870
Essentially, symmetrical to other side. There are fewer rock particles on the ground. Perhaps this area was used for something else before Curwhinny commandeered it
>>105872
Iron feels like Pear's going to get hurt.
"Uh, Pear? Where are you going?"
(Is she going to leave his partner all alone here?)
Iron feels like Pear's going to get hurt.
"Uh, Pear? Where are you going?"
(Is she going to leave his partner all alone here?)
>>105872
I wonder who built this place first, and for what purpose. Besides for their dead to rest.
Silver once again calls out. "Hello?"
I wonder who built this place first, and for what purpose. Besides for their dead to rest.
Silver once again calls out. "Hello?"
>>105877
Iron tentatively takes a step towards her, being careful not to step into the fire for doing so by starting to go around it.
"Is something the matter?"
Iron tentatively takes a step towards her, being careful not to step into the fire for doing so by starting to go around it.
"Is something the matter?"
>>105877
"Seems like so far it is only skeletons left." Silver slowly, cautiously makes his way upstairs.
"Seems like so far it is only skeletons left." Silver slowly, cautiously makes his way upstairs.
>>105879
Iron's not exactly sure of what her thought process is, but he takes another step.
"Look. I understand I may be overstepping my bounds as a pony here, but I cannot go against my promise. The last thing I want is to break somepony's trust by not sticking to my word and I did promise my partner life-changing money because she needs it to reach a more fulfilling life."
Iron's not exactly sure of what her thought process is, but he takes another step.
"Look. I understand I may be overstepping my bounds as a pony here, but I cannot go against my promise. The last thing I want is to break somepony's trust by not sticking to my word and I did promise my partner life-changing money because she needs it to reach a more fulfilling life."
>>105887
Silver remembers that day, and the ensuing fire, smoke, and chaos. He calls out again for any remaining undead. "Calling all hungry ghasts, come in hungry ghasts!"
Silver remembers that day, and the ensuing fire, smoke, and chaos. He calls out again for any remaining undead. "Calling all hungry ghasts, come in hungry ghasts!"
>>105889
Nothing to either side that wasn't there the last time he went through here. It's bricklined walls, and open arched chambers to Dark Star's left. From beyond the end of the hall, he can here a mad Bolshevik shouting
"Calling all hungry ghasts, come in hungry ghasts!"
>>105890
No immediate reply
>>105888
"So it's... what?"
Nothing to either side that wasn't there the last time he went through here. It's bricklined walls, and open arched chambers to Dark Star's left. From beyond the end of the hall, he can here a mad Bolshevik shouting
"Calling all hungry ghasts, come in hungry ghasts!"
>>105890
No immediate reply
>>105888
"So it's... what?"
>>105891
"A promise is a promise, after all. She has her own problems to deal with, which these can solve."
Iron takes another step.
"I cannot simply go back against my word, especially when she risked her life to get here. It would break all the trust she has in me."
Another step forward.
"It would also make her lose the last shreds of hope of getting a better life, forever trapped in a draining job which saps her very soul out of her."
Another step forward.
"I do understand that I am threading a fine needle of the gods' respect towards me, but this is a once in a lifetime chance for her to reach happiness."
Another step forward, hopefully reaching Pear by this point.
"I cannot go back against my word when that much is at stake."
"A promise is a promise, after all. She has her own problems to deal with, which these can solve."
Iron takes another step.
"I cannot simply go back against my word, especially when she risked her life to get here. It would break all the trust she has in me."
Another step forward.
"It would also make her lose the last shreds of hope of getting a better life, forever trapped in a draining job which saps her very soul out of her."
Another step forward.
"I do understand that I am threading a fine needle of the gods' respect towards me, but this is a once in a lifetime chance for her to reach happiness."
Another step forward, hopefully reaching Pear by this point.
"I cannot go back against my word when that much is at stake."
>>105896
Iron looks at Pear confidently.
"Life-changing money. The bringer of infinite possibilities and the dream acheiver."
Iron looks at Pear confidently.
"Life-changing money. The bringer of infinite possibilities and the dream acheiver."
>>105895
"Im Not Sure? Why is somepony like you down here? shouldn't you be trying to seize the means of production?"
"Im Not Sure? Why is somepony like you down here? shouldn't you be trying to seize the means of production?"
>>105905
Silver looks like he usually does, minus the absurd armament, a bit more soot covering his coat, and a bleeding gash on his right flank that he either doesn't notice or doesn't bother him. "There was obstacle to completing job for Blue Skies. I cleared obstacle." He smiles at him. "Did you see it? It was Roc, like giant hawk. Very giant hawk. It was lured in with bait I used for ghasts, and killed mummy and armored ghast in process."
Silver looks like he usually does, minus the absurd armament, a bit more soot covering his coat, and a bleeding gash on his right flank that he either doesn't notice or doesn't bother him. "There was obstacle to completing job for Blue Skies. I cleared obstacle." He smiles at him. "Did you see it? It was Roc, like giant hawk. Very giant hawk. It was lured in with bait I used for ghasts, and killed mummy and armored ghast in process."
>>105904
"She is the first pony that showed the values you follow. Both kind and generous when she offered her home for me to sleep in, honest, loyal and fun, too."
He looks at Cauldron.
"Is that not somepony who you want to help when they are in return when she needs it?"
"She is the first pony that showed the values you follow. Both kind and generous when she offered her home for me to sleep in, honest, loyal and fun, too."
He looks at Cauldron.
"Is that not somepony who you want to help when they are in return when she needs it?"
>>105906
"No Some Construction Worker Saw it. You're Bleeding by the way. it killed A Mummy and A Ghast? where did those come from?"
"No Some Construction Worker Saw it. You're Bleeding by the way. it killed A Mummy and A Ghast? where did those come from?"
>>105907
Cauldron is a bit bashful
"Why yes, of course"
Pears has a wide grin
"Oh I see what this is about. Why did you not say something earlier?"
Cauldron is a bit bashful
"Why yes, of course"
Pears has a wide grin
"Oh I see what this is about. Why did you not say something earlier?"
>>105908
"I am?" He turns around, looking over his body until he sees the gash. "Huh, I am. One of them must have got me while I was being chased. Anyways, you do not remember seeing sarcophagus, or very large number of ghasts we left behind here? I lured almost all undead outside using very potent predator bait, got almost all of them near bomb in quarry, then blew it up from distance using rifle. Mummy and armored ghast were by entrance when it went off, so they survived."
"I am?" He turns around, looking over his body until he sees the gash. "Huh, I am. One of them must have got me while I was being chased. Anyways, you do not remember seeing sarcophagus, or very large number of ghasts we left behind here? I lured almost all undead outside using very potent predator bait, got almost all of them near bomb in quarry, then blew it up from distance using rifle. Mummy and armored ghast were by entrance when it went off, so they survived."
>>105909
Iron looks at Pear, confused. His cheeks can't help but redden a bit.
"What is what about?" he stammers.
(Has she really found me out?)
Iron looks at Pear, confused. His cheeks can't help but redden a bit.
"What is what about?" he stammers.
(Has she really found me out?)
>>105910
"Oh Right, i sorta Forgot About that."
He Rubs the Back of his head.
"Right i Need you're Help on A Job For the Black Hooves."
"Oh Right, i sorta Forgot About that."
He Rubs the Back of his head.
"Right i Need you're Help on A Job For the Black Hooves."
>>105914
Iron starts sweating even more than normal, the traitorous blush ever present.
"Secrets? I have no secrets. Zero. None whatsoever," he stammers out in a slightly higher pitch than his usual tone of voice.
Iron starts sweating even more than normal, the traitorous blush ever present.
"Secrets? I have no secrets. Zero. None whatsoever," he stammers out in a slightly higher pitch than his usual tone of voice.
>>105913
"There's a Zebra and Griffin Smuggling Ring Down at the Docks. it is a Very Serious Issue. they are bringing in Illegals immigrants into the Country. there have also been reports of Arms trafficking."
"There's a Zebra and Griffin Smuggling Ring Down at the Docks. it is a Very Serious Issue. they are bringing in Illegals immigrants into the Country. there have also been reports of Arms trafficking."
>>105917
Silver nods, slowly. "Hmm. Sounds like it. Tricky too, if Griffons are involved. What does timetable look like?"
Silver nods, slowly. "Hmm. Sounds like it. Tricky too, if Griffons are involved. What does timetable look like?"
>>105916
Iron darts his eyes from Cauldron to Pear periodically.
"Well, I uh... did not want to burden you with that knowledge unless absolutely necessary! Yeah, that is it!"
A pause.
"That did make sense, right?"
Iron darts his eyes from Cauldron to Pear periodically.
"Well, I uh... did not want to burden you with that knowledge unless absolutely necessary! Yeah, that is it!"
A pause.
"That did make sense, right?"
>>105918
"It Needs to be taken care of as soon as possible. i believe we will need to rent some Heavy Artillery From the BlackHooves. SeaBreeze said they are most likely armed to the beak. there maybe the possibility they are taking Slaves as well."
"It Needs to be taken care of as soon as possible. i believe we will need to rent some Heavy Artillery From the BlackHooves. SeaBreeze said they are most likely armed to the beak. there maybe the possibility they are taking Slaves as well."
>>105920
>when you reference something out of pure luck
Iron inhales deeply, glancing at Cauldron before looking down and lightly digging the ground with a hoof.
"Fine. You got me. These," he shakes the pots as the blush intensifies "are supposed to be a gift for her."
>when you reference something out of pure luck
Iron inhales deeply, glancing at Cauldron before looking down and lightly digging the ground with a hoof.
"Fine. You got me. These," he shakes the pots as the blush intensifies "are supposed to be a gift for her."
>>105924
The sound is from further in the halls, on the other-side, near the main area the group had operated before
The sound is from further in the halls, on the other-side, near the main area the group had operated before
>>105926
"The more, the better. It is still supposed to be life-changing money, which means it should be a lot."
Poking his chin in order not to reveal every single thing to the all-seeing Earth mare, he opts for a reasonable description without being too obvious of his and Cauldron's intent.
"Perhaps the same amount to buy a house and fill it with those wood things for storage, along with a place where to cook. Also some beds and other things these metal jungle houses have."
He walks over to Cauldron, pulling her closer yet again, winking at her.
"Is that right?"
"The more, the better. It is still supposed to be life-changing money, which means it should be a lot."
Poking his chin in order not to reveal every single thing to the all-seeing Earth mare, he opts for a reasonable description without being too obvious of his and Cauldron's intent.
"Perhaps the same amount to buy a house and fill it with those wood things for storage, along with a place where to cook. Also some beds and other things these metal jungle houses have."
He walks over to Cauldron, pulling her closer yet again, winking at her.
"Is that right?"
>>105927
Well... Dark Star is hidden
>>105929
The sound continues. It's an almost laughing hysterical sound
>>105930
"Well..."
"And that requires all of this money?"
>>105932
He goes forward, around through the little hallway past the chemistry lab, past curwhinny's little bedroom, and towards where the library had been, the one that was set on fire
Well... Dark Star is hidden
>>105929
The sound continues. It's an almost laughing hysterical sound
>>105930
"Well..."
"And that requires all of this money?"
>>105932
He goes forward, around through the little hallway past the chemistry lab, past curwhinny's little bedroom, and towards where the library had been, the one that was set on fire
[1d20+4 = 22]
>>105934
It certainly sets Silver's hairs on end. But... "When did undead start laughing?"
Move Silently: Silver tries to sneak up on whoever or whatever is making the noise.
>>105934
It certainly sets Silver's hairs on end. But... "When did undead start laughing?"
Move Silently: Silver tries to sneak up on whoever or whatever is making the noise.
>>105934
Iron nods.
"Yes. Most definitely, since the cooking ingredients she uses are quite rare, too. Too much uncertainty so she has to buy them in bulk every week."
He slowly leans over to Cauldron's ear while smiling, hopefully to placate the smug pony in front of him.
"Tell her the cost for your potion ingredients, Cauldron," she whispers into the now flustered zebra. "Unless you think we can get away with saying the true reason behind the use for the money."
Iron nods.
"Yes. Most definitely, since the cooking ingredients she uses are quite rare, too. Too much uncertainty so she has to buy them in bulk every week."
He slowly leans over to Cauldron's ear while smiling, hopefully to placate the smug pony in front of him.
"Tell her the cost for your potion ingredients, Cauldron," she whispers into the now flustered zebra. "Unless you think we can get away with saying the true reason behind the use for the money."
>>105936
>>105935
It doesn't hear Silver, but Silver does see it
Silver's flashlight shines forward into the hallway, and immediately picks up a shadow. Silver may have confused the entity standing before him as a living pony, as indeed it is in a better, livelier condition than those he has encountered before. It has part of its mane, grey and black, and it wears a brownish ragged jacket of indiscernible style, as well as a badly faded purple-white Tricorne hat on its head. It still has much of its coat, a matted rusty color, although if it was simply covered in dried blood its not sure it would look any different. The eyes remain in its sockets... but that's where the difference is most immediately discernable. The pupils are pitych black, and take up almost the whole eye.
"Hehehe, hehe" it laughs almost nervously. Its lips are gone, as is one of its ears
>>105938
"Well there's uh, the mandrake root... which is... very expensive"
She's definitely stumbling over her words, but at least she isn't quite dead from embarrassment yet
"Uh huh" says the not really convinced Pear
>>105935
It doesn't hear Silver, but Silver does see it
Silver's flashlight shines forward into the hallway, and immediately picks up a shadow. Silver may have confused the entity standing before him as a living pony, as indeed it is in a better, livelier condition than those he has encountered before. It has part of its mane, grey and black, and it wears a brownish ragged jacket of indiscernible style, as well as a badly faded purple-white Tricorne hat on its head. It still has much of its coat, a matted rusty color, although if it was simply covered in dried blood its not sure it would look any different. The eyes remain in its sockets... but that's where the difference is most immediately discernable. The pupils are pitych black, and take up almost the whole eye.
"Hehehe, hehe" it laughs almost nervously. Its lips are gone, as is one of its ears
>>105938
"Well there's uh, the mandrake root... which is... very expensive"
She's definitely stumbling over her words, but at least she isn't quite dead from embarrassment yet
"Uh huh" says the not really convinced Pear
>>105939
Iron's brow is getting even sweatier.
(This is the worst way to confess feelings for another pony.)
"Alright, fine. You got us again. Remember that whole funding thing? Well, she was the one who was going to be funded into having a small business."
Iron's brow is getting even sweatier.
(This is the worst way to confess feelings for another pony.)
"Alright, fine. You got us again. Remember that whole funding thing? Well, she was the one who was going to be funded into having a small business."
>>105942
"That can also happen, yes, but I mainly wanted to help my partner replace her current job that, as I said, saps her very soul, with something she likes doing a lot more."
He looks at Cauldron.
"If you feel able to talk about your passion that will turn into your future job, do it."
"That can also happen, yes, but I mainly wanted to help my partner replace her current job that, as I said, saps her very soul, with something she likes doing a lot more."
He looks at Cauldron.
"If you feel able to talk about your passion that will turn into your future job, do it."
>>105945
Oh I know. He was a confused little colt those times.
Iron squeezes Cauldron affectionatley.
"Come on, you can do better than that. Tell her about the magic potions that make my hide tougher or the ones you brewed just to heal me up to full fighting strength."
He looks at Pear.
"There are also some that increases one's attributes temporarily, too. Things like intelligence and charisma to strength and dexterity."
He smiles giddily as a colt in a sugarcube store
"Are potions the best thing ever when it can do things like that? Of course they are!"
Oh I know. He was a confused little colt those times.
Iron squeezes Cauldron affectionatley.
"Come on, you can do better than that. Tell her about the magic potions that make my hide tougher or the ones you brewed just to heal me up to full fighting strength."
He looks at Pear.
"There are also some that increases one's attributes temporarily, too. Things like intelligence and charisma to strength and dexterity."
He smiles giddily as a colt in a sugarcube store
"Are potions the best thing ever when it can do things like that? Of course they are!"
>>105950
>>105947
The bullets rip flesh off it, and the tricorne falls off and onto the ground. A particulary large bullet lands into its chest, and released a visible electric shock that illuminates the area for a third of a second. Still another bullet hits its foreleg, and hacks it nearly off. Not enough though, for though the bone is severed, it hands on by tendon and fur.
It shrieks again, and tries to limp forward towards Silver
>>105947
The bullets rip flesh off it, and the tricorne falls off and onto the ground. A particulary large bullet lands into its chest, and released a visible electric shock that illuminates the area for a third of a second. Still another bullet hits its foreleg, and hacks it nearly off. Not enough though, for though the bone is severed, it hands on by tendon and fur.
It shrieks again, and tries to limp forward towards Silver
>>105949
*Zebra is squeezed*
"Well... there are healing potions. I have some experience with those. Ask me how"
*Zebra is squeezed*
"Well... there are healing potions. I have some experience with those. Ask me how"
[10d20+5 = 109]
>>105955
What IS this thing?
Silver lets loose another burst, with intent to send it back to the grave.
>>105955
What IS this thing?
Silver lets loose another burst, with intent to send it back to the grave.
>>105958
>>105957
>>105958
One, then two, then, three, then a fourth, a fifth, and finally a sixth shot hit it. One hits its chest squarely. One goes into its barrel near the rear, between the hip and the belly. One rips off part of its ear. Another goes into its collar, and seems to break a bone. One hits it in its head, and causes a part of the skull to come off in a tesla-coil like display of arcing electricity, and causing the eyes to briefly glow red. The final bullet grazes the other fore leg. After this, it looses it balance definitively, and falls down to the ground, inanimate
>>105957
>>105958
One, then two, then, three, then a fourth, a fifth, and finally a sixth shot hit it. One hits its chest squarely. One goes into its barrel near the rear, between the hip and the belly. One rips off part of its ear. Another goes into its collar, and seems to break a bone. One hits it in its head, and causes a part of the skull to come off in a tesla-coil like display of arcing electricity, and causing the eyes to briefly glow red. The final bullet grazes the other fore leg. After this, it looses it balance definitively, and falls down to the ground, inanimate
>>105966
Silver should have 10 round remaining (if the magazine is not completely filled, as is recommended for this variety of gun). Dark Star is out, and needs to reload
Silver should have 10 round remaining (if the magazine is not completely filled, as is recommended for this variety of gun). Dark Star is out, and needs to reload
>>105968
It's there in the light. Another one of those things, the same style. As before, this creature has a livelier general appearance than the ghasts known before, with ragged fur - greyish white in this case, although whether that is its natural color or a faded version of its original, who can say, and a matted brown mane. This one has the torn remnants of some kind of clothing, but is mostly naked. As before, giant black eyes stare back at Silver.
It gives a strange screech, closest to a high pitched female scream, but sounding really more like something belonging to an animal
It's there in the light. Another one of those things, the same style. As before, this creature has a livelier general appearance than the ghasts known before, with ragged fur - greyish white in this case, although whether that is its natural color or a faded version of its original, who can say, and a matted brown mane. This one has the torn remnants of some kind of clothing, but is mostly naked. As before, giant black eyes stare back at Silver.
It gives a strange screech, closest to a high pitched female scream, but sounding really more like something belonging to an animal
[10d20+5 = 108]
>>105970
"В следующий раз оставайся мертвым, некрасивым."
Silver aims at the creature and fires until he hears his gun go *CLICK*.
>>105970
"В следующий раз оставайся мертвым, некрасивым."
Silver aims at the creature and fires until he hears his gun go *CLICK*.
[1d20+3 = 16]
>>105973
>>105971
>>105975
The creature is repeatedly, on its side, its legs, its barrel, its chest... a well placed shot even caused its lipless jaw to detach and hang, with the left side falling completely off. That does not stop it from charging directly at silver in an almost flash and guttural "AHHHHHHHH!"
It lunges at Silver with a hoof
>>105973
>>105971
>>105975
The creature is repeatedly, on its side, its legs, its barrel, its chest... a well placed shot even caused its lipless jaw to detach and hang, with the left side falling completely off. That does not stop it from charging directly at silver in an almost flash and guttural "AHHHHHHHH!"
It lunges at Silver with a hoof
[1d20+8 = 11]
>>105979
With the creature right up in Silver's face, and with his magazine empty, he's forced to switch to his greatsword, which he uses to slash at the undead menace.
>>105979
With the creature right up in Silver's face, and with his magazine empty, he's forced to switch to his greatsword, which he uses to slash at the undead menace.
>>105981
You haven't required that before in situations like this, but fine, he switches to his greatsword.
You haven't required that before in situations like this, but fine, he switches to his greatsword.
>>105984
I was kind of hoping for the gun itself to be be used as a blunt instrument, but fine, Silver pulls out a sword
I was kind of hoping for the gun itself to be be used as a blunt instrument, but fine, Silver pulls out a sword
[1d20+3 = 23]
>>105988
Not if the enemy is right there and you need time to draw. Fine... Silver may attack
>>105988
Not if the enemy is right there and you need time to draw. Fine... Silver may attack
>>105956
Iron smiles, nodding before straighteing his back and clearing his throat.
"How do you make a healing potion?" he asks Cauldron.
Iron smiles, nodding before straighteing his back and clearing his throat.
"How do you make a healing potion?" he asks Cauldron.
>>105995
Iron blinks.
"I see..."
He turns to Pear, keeping the smile.
"Well! Potions are usually not that cheap to produce, which is why I need the most amount of spending money to buy them, as well as the possibility of having to need more ponies."
Iron blinks.
"I see..."
He turns to Pear, keeping the smile.
"Well! Potions are usually not that cheap to produce, which is why I need the most amount of spending money to buy them, as well as the possibility of having to need more ponies."
>>105998
"My partner may get tangled up with family matters, so it should be wise to have somepony in case something happens."
Iron shrugs.
"Still, it will be a very big endeavor in order to ensure it grows properly."
"My partner may get tangled up with family matters, so it should be wise to have somepony in case something happens."
Iron shrugs.
"Still, it will be a very big endeavor in order to ensure it grows properly."
>>106001
"Mainly the fact I have no idea how much the finder fee actually would be."
Iron pulls up both forelegs up as he makes an expanding motion with them.
"I am looking for big amounts of money, not a small trickle of coins."
"Mainly the fact I have no idea how much the finder fee actually would be."
Iron pulls up both forelegs up as he makes an expanding motion with them.
"I am looking for big amounts of money, not a small trickle of coins."
>>106002
“I’ve noticed...”
Pear turns away from Iron, leaving her long, strawberry colored tail behind her, wrapped up thickly in a bind. If it were let free, as she would probably carry it in less humid environments, it might look a bit like a fox tail from afar, except of course with long, straight hair than fluff. As she walks away slowly, towards another part of the fire, she walks past her own portion of the salvage that she must’ve taken while Iron was lollygaging: a second idol sits by the edge of the fire as if an observer. Indeed, all four of them are there, facing inwards. With her alone prancing there before Iron came, it almost looks like a child’s tea party, with old idols serving as stuffed-animal guests, and the fire as the central table with tea pot. Or it would be, if it weren’t rather menacing. The fire itself has died a little, with less fuel added to it. Cauldron remains by the fire, pretending to tend to the water which by now is sending off definite steam from its pot. As before, the night remains living, hot and humid, with insect noises all around.
“I’ve noticed...”
Pear turns away from Iron, leaving her long, strawberry colored tail behind her, wrapped up thickly in a bind. If it were let free, as she would probably carry it in less humid environments, it might look a bit like a fox tail from afar, except of course with long, straight hair than fluff. As she walks away slowly, towards another part of the fire, she walks past her own portion of the salvage that she must’ve taken while Iron was lollygaging: a second idol sits by the edge of the fire as if an observer. Indeed, all four of them are there, facing inwards. With her alone prancing there before Iron came, it almost looks like a child’s tea party, with old idols serving as stuffed-animal guests, and the fire as the central table with tea pot. Or it would be, if it weren’t rather menacing. The fire itself has died a little, with less fuel added to it. Cauldron remains by the fire, pretending to tend to the water which by now is sending off definite steam from its pot. As before, the night remains living, hot and humid, with insect noises all around.
>>106003
Iron blinks at Pear's actions.
(I assume she does not know either.)
With that, he decides to let the events that transpire settle a bit as he approaches Cauldron, sitting near her, trying to act inconspicuous as he stretches his legs along the ground.
"Phew, I am beat."
The sweat from both the heat and the tension of the situation are clearly visible, staining his short, smooth grey coat while his mane is a lot more heavy from the humidity.
Iron blinks at Pear's actions.
(I assume she does not know either.)
With that, he decides to let the events that transpire settle a bit as he approaches Cauldron, sitting near her, trying to act inconspicuous as he stretches his legs along the ground.
"Phew, I am beat."
The sweat from both the heat and the tension of the situation are clearly visible, staining his short, smooth grey coat while his mane is a lot more heavy from the humidity.
>>106004
Cauldron pulls the pot off, and places it on a rock - one of the many in the outcropping. She watches the still boiling water. She seems uncomfortable from the situation
Cauldron pulls the pot off, and places it on a rock - one of the many in the outcropping. She watches the still boiling water. She seems uncomfortable from the situation
>>106011
"That is true, indeed," he whispers. "Do you think she will try to backstab us if we go along with her plan?"
"That is true, indeed," he whispers. "Do you think she will try to backstab us if we go along with her plan?"
>>106013
"I assume is to try to convince me once again to go for that finder's fee they want. They say they would 'take care' of it, but I do not know if it is a good way to go, honestly."
(All to try and placate a mare in distress.)
"I assume is to try to convince me once again to go for that finder's fee they want. They say they would 'take care' of it, but I do not know if it is a good way to go, honestly."
(All to try and placate a mare in distress.)
>>106015
Iron purses his lips.
"It is quite tempting to simply take it all, but I will feel sorry for the mare after she revealed her feelings. If only I knew the exact numbers to base my answer on, then perhaps it could simply go along with her offer, but the uncertainty of the payoff gives me quite the doubt."
Iron purses his lips.
"It is quite tempting to simply take it all, but I will feel sorry for the mare after she revealed her feelings. If only I knew the exact numbers to base my answer on, then perhaps it could simply go along with her offer, but the uncertainty of the payoff gives me quite the doubt."
>>106017
Inhaling deeply combined with the slight tinge of blush from her apporaching, he lets out his response.
"She does not sound like a liar, unless she is an excellent one."
He gently wraps a foreleg around her.
"But I am sure I can trust you if you tell me she is a bad apple."
Inhaling deeply combined with the slight tinge of blush from her apporaching, he lets out his response.
"She does not sound like a liar, unless she is an excellent one."
He gently wraps a foreleg around her.
"But I am sure I can trust you if you tell me she is a bad apple."
>>106020
Iron nods.
"I should ask about the amount I could get from the fee first. If it is low, then no amount of pity can move me to accept it."
He smiles warmly at her as he stands up.
"Nevertheless, I will have my guard up. Do not worry."
(I wonder how she feels about the gift. Perhaps when I get the numbers and settle for what I should do for tomorrow, I could ask her about it.)
With that, he proceeds to go over to Pear Faucet.
Iron nods.
"I should ask about the amount I could get from the fee first. If it is low, then no amount of pity can move me to accept it."
He smiles warmly at her as he stands up.
"Nevertheless, I will have my guard up. Do not worry."
(I wonder how she feels about the gift. Perhaps when I get the numbers and settle for what I should do for tomorrow, I could ask her about it.)
With that, he proceeds to go over to Pear Faucet.
>>106021
Pear is now laying down, apparently reading from some kind of book, on the opposite side of the fire
Pear is now laying down, apparently reading from some kind of book, on the opposite side of the fire
>>106023
"I have a question regarding the finders fee."
He takes a step forward.
"Do you have an estimation of how much it would be for the pots?"
"I have a question regarding the finders fee."
He takes a step forward.
"Do you have an estimation of how much it would be for the pots?"
>>106024
She looks back up and probably over her shoulder to her right at Iron.
“A ‘finders fee’ is a tradition based upon maritime salvage operations where an owner of the lost treasure is known and easily located. The industry custom is 10% of the whole. Archeological sites don’t follow the Law of the Sea, they are under the Antiquities Act. The Antiquities Act states that historical artifacts older than 300 years belong to the cultures that produced them, which is kind of a legal vacuous term but it generally means the government, but the government’s claim can also be taken by public institutions. In this case, it would be the Tenochtitlan Autonomous Area. Peer Review had this grand idea that it would either be exchanged to the museums in Tenochtitlan and Baltimare in exchange for ‘donations’ and ‘established scholarships.’ Possibly some of it would be on display at the university for possibly a small fee, and in any event they could make money selling books about it, or petition the government for more funds. There are circumstances where parts of a cache can be sold privately, but I don’t know the law well enough. Of course, with the change of administration from Canterlot to Sunset, it’s not even clear that the Antiquities Act applies at all.”
She looks back up and probably over her shoulder to her right at Iron.
“A ‘finders fee’ is a tradition based upon maritime salvage operations where an owner of the lost treasure is known and easily located. The industry custom is 10% of the whole. Archeological sites don’t follow the Law of the Sea, they are under the Antiquities Act. The Antiquities Act states that historical artifacts older than 300 years belong to the cultures that produced them, which is kind of a legal vacuous term but it generally means the government, but the government’s claim can also be taken by public institutions. In this case, it would be the Tenochtitlan Autonomous Area. Peer Review had this grand idea that it would either be exchanged to the museums in Tenochtitlan and Baltimare in exchange for ‘donations’ and ‘established scholarships.’ Possibly some of it would be on display at the university for possibly a small fee, and in any event they could make money selling books about it, or petition the government for more funds. There are circumstances where parts of a cache can be sold privately, but I don’t know the law well enough. Of course, with the change of administration from Canterlot to Sunset, it’s not even clear that the Antiquities Act applies at all.”
>>106025
Iron's head cocks, confused at how his question triggered an explanation of what is a finder's fee compounded with Peer's donation tactics and the possibility of the act that allows the fee being quite malleable.
"I want actual numbers, not percentages. Do you have an estimate?"
Iron's head cocks, confused at how his question triggered an explanation of what is a finder's fee compounded with Peer's donation tactics and the possibility of the act that allows the fee being quite malleable.
"I want actual numbers, not percentages. Do you have an estimate?"
>>106026
“But that’s exactly the thing. A finder’s fee is usually paid in percentages of the whole. Unless you want a payment as a guard, or something. That could be a flat rate.”
“But that’s exactly the thing. A finder’s fee is usually paid in percentages of the whole. Unless you want a payment as a guard, or something. That could be a flat rate.”
>>106027
He shakes his head.
"That is not what I mean. I am trying to say how much does this particular find is worth."
He shakes his head.
"That is not what I mean. I am trying to say how much does this particular find is worth."
>>106030
“I don’t... I don’t know. 30,000 bits for the value of the whole? How is it being sold? To whom? What governments want to claim it. It was a less risky investment for Dr. Grant, because the publicity alone was worth it, even if they never got a cent. And they could milk the publicity.”
“I don’t... I don’t know. 30,000 bits for the value of the whole? How is it being sold? To whom? What governments want to claim it. It was a less risky investment for Dr. Grant, because the publicity alone was worth it, even if they never got a cent. And they could milk the publicity.”
>>106031
Iron blinks a couple of times, dumbfounded.
"So the pay itself is extremely turbulent depending on the one to compensate the efforts?"
Iron blinks a couple of times, dumbfounded.
"So the pay itself is extremely turbulent depending on the one to compensate the efforts?"
>>106033
Iron stares blankly at Pear.
"I see."
He does a light bow.
"I thank you for your attention."
With that, he goes back to Cauldron, now quite a bit tense himself.
(Would Cauldron really accept only 3000 bits to start her business? What if goes even lower than that?)
Iron stares blankly at Pear.
"I see."
He does a light bow.
"I thank you for your attention."
With that, he goes back to Cauldron, now quite a bit tense himself.
(Would Cauldron really accept only 3000 bits to start her business? What if goes even lower than that?)
AUTHOR’S NOTE:
I don’t really know what the laws for the ownership of historical artifacts is in most nations, but judging by the fact that most of the more interesting artifacts end up in government-owner museums, the government probably claims ownership. In Britain and France, for example all or most major artifacts extracted by their respective nations are displayed in their national museums... even when these were blatantly stolen from other nations. The Untied States’ Antiquities Act of 1906 states that all artifacts found on Federal and Tribal Lands - but not Private Lands - belong to the Government (probably Federal, maybe Tribal, I don’t know).
So where does this leave Equestria? Well, Equestria (in my portrayal - I do not know about the show) is what is technically an Empire that aspires to be a culturally homogenous nation-state. Thus it could either have a policy based on assimilation, where all artifacts belong to the central government, probably to be displayed in the big museums in Canterlot, or a policy based on minorities’ rights, where local governments would have the first claim. I think an interesting combination would be “Antiquities must be given to a relevant claimant,” possibly with local claimants having a ‘first pick’ or something. This would mean that either the local or central governments could get it, and they could compete by exchanging something in return, or in the case of universities, giving funding and grants to the university in exchange for giving up their own claim to be “the Equestrian public.” This would leave a world where money can be made off of historical artifacts legally, while still having realistic limits to what can be sold.
All that is really story relevant is that it is illegal to sell antiques except under certain circumstances, that it is still possible to make money off of Antiquities legally by means of legal fictions, and that the amount of money raised (directly) by selling it legally is much less than the amount it would sell for to private bidders on the black market in Skyfall.
I don’t really know what the laws for the ownership of historical artifacts is in most nations, but judging by the fact that most of the more interesting artifacts end up in government-owner museums, the government probably claims ownership. In Britain and France, for example all or most major artifacts extracted by their respective nations are displayed in their national museums... even when these were blatantly stolen from other nations. The Untied States’ Antiquities Act of 1906 states that all artifacts found on Federal and Tribal Lands - but not Private Lands - belong to the Government (probably Federal, maybe Tribal, I don’t know).
So where does this leave Equestria? Well, Equestria (in my portrayal - I do not know about the show) is what is technically an Empire that aspires to be a culturally homogenous nation-state. Thus it could either have a policy based on assimilation, where all artifacts belong to the central government, probably to be displayed in the big museums in Canterlot, or a policy based on minorities’ rights, where local governments would have the first claim. I think an interesting combination would be “Antiquities must be given to a relevant claimant,” possibly with local claimants having a ‘first pick’ or something. This would mean that either the local or central governments could get it, and they could compete by exchanging something in return, or in the case of universities, giving funding and grants to the university in exchange for giving up their own claim to be “the Equestrian public.” This would leave a world where money can be made off of historical artifacts legally, while still having realistic limits to what can be sold.
All that is really story relevant is that it is illegal to sell antiques except under certain circumstances, that it is still possible to make money off of Antiquities legally by means of legal fictions, and that the amount of money raised (directly) by selling it legally is much less than the amount it would sell for to private bidders on the black market in Skyfall.
>>106035
>possible to make moeny but much less than private collectors.
Hm, that's going to strain the deal quite a lot. He may just go away.
>possible to make moeny but much less than private collectors.
Hm, that's going to strain the deal quite a lot. He may just go away.
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>>106038
At the moment, nothing is coming to him. The hallway remains empty, the walls a blank painted white, and the room a bit cold, as if poorly heated
At the moment, nothing is coming to him. The hallway remains empty, the walls a blank painted white, and the room a bit cold, as if poorly heated
>>106037
Ey, good!
Iron slightlhy turns his head from side to side.
"How much would you need in order to start your business up?"
Ey, good!
Iron slightlhy turns his head from side to side.
"How much would you need in order to start your business up?"
>>106046
This last sentence steels his resolve.
"That settles it. We are going with the black market deals for this one," he tells Cauldron.
"I made a promise."
With that, he starts to lay down next to her, stretching his limbs once again. He yawns quite a bit, too.
"That should be enough planning for today."
This last sentence steels his resolve.
"That settles it. We are going with the black market deals for this one," he tells Cauldron.
"I made a promise."
With that, he starts to lay down next to her, stretching his limbs once again. He yawns quite a bit, too.
"That should be enough planning for today."
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Does anypony else want to play?
>>106048
Iron nods, placing his head on the floor.
"The morning to midday could get rough, and I need to be as healthy as I can. The last thing I want is to pass out again from this bloodloss thing."
He rotates his now prone head to look at the zebra.
"Wake me up when the Sun rises. Hopefully it will come a lot later than I think it will come."
Iron nods, placing his head on the floor.
"The morning to midday could get rough, and I need to be as healthy as I can. The last thing I want is to pass out again from this bloodloss thing."
He rotates his now prone head to look at the zebra.
"Wake me up when the Sun rises. Hopefully it will come a lot later than I think it will come."
>>106050
“Yes... let’s hope it shall be a peaceful rest. More peaceful then the rest of our days anyways”
“Yes... let’s hope it shall be a peaceful rest. More peaceful then the rest of our days anyways”
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>>106052
Iron chuckles.
"Goodnight, Cauldron," he whispers to the zebra. "Be sure you rest, too."
With that, the shutdown process begins as he slowly closes his eyes as he casually fidgets into making both his and her coats make contact with eachother.
(I hope what I am doing will turn out well.)
Iron chuckles.
"Goodnight, Cauldron," he whispers to the zebra. "Be sure you rest, too."
With that, the shutdown process begins as he slowly closes his eyes as he casually fidgets into making both his and her coats make contact with eachother.
(I hope what I am doing will turn out well.)
>>106055
Iron can't help in his asleep mind recalling the feeling of home from the sounds of the jungle, bringing him a smile on his face.
(Home.)
Iron can't help in his asleep mind recalling the feeling of home from the sounds of the jungle, bringing him a smile on his face.
(Home.)
>>106057
I could swear I just saw DS give you a boop. Silver is still here, maybe.
Boy, do I need some floof in my life!
I could swear I just saw DS give you a boop. Silver is still here, maybe.
Boy, do I need some floof in my life!
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>>106062
Yes. Wooden steps with iron railing up. There might be windows over to the left of the entry door as well, and a hallway going straight forward
Yes. Wooden steps with iron railing up. There might be windows over to the left of the entry door as well, and a hallway going straight forward
>>106063
Spark decides to goes up the stairs, though that is typically what starts the horror movie's haunting.
Spark decides to goes up the stairs, though that is typically what starts the horror movie's haunting.
>>106064
This upper area is a bit damp. There are wooden doors to rooms off to the sides. It goes down a bit further. There is nothing visible in the hallway, aside from maroon-ish carpet floors and white walls
This upper area is a bit damp. There are wooden doors to rooms off to the sides. It goes down a bit further. There is nothing visible in the hallway, aside from maroon-ish carpet floors and white walls
>>106071
Welp. Spark decides not to trespass any more than he already has and heads back to the stairs. Perhaps he missed something on the lower level.
Welp. Spark decides not to trespass any more than he already has and heads back to the stairs. Perhaps he missed something on the lower level.
>>106074
Sigh
Yes, there is a window. The street outside is mostly empty, a few flakes of snow are falling
Sigh
Yes, there is a window. The street outside is mostly empty, a few flakes of snow are falling
No Dark Star? That is quite weird.
Who is going to stop the griffons from flooding the country?
Who is going to stop the griffons from flooding the country?
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>>106081
'The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing.'
Call of Duty Death Screen
'The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing.'
Call of Duty Death Screen
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I am out of work early today
Power was off for the floor above us, so they sent us all home
Power was off for the floor above us, so they sent us all home
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>>106090
Oh! Is it possible to proceed? I thought it could tamper with the time of the others, causing one of those time lags.
Oh! Is it possible to proceed? I thought it could tamper with the time of the others, causing one of those time lags.
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Okay, so who wants to play?
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So.... No Dark Star or Brie? Okay....
>>106099
Roll die
>>106100
Well, it's more complicated with Silver. What are his feats? If he can attack this turn, then he can avoid discovering what supernatural powers the unknown creature has. If not, then he's going to get acquainted with them real quick because the Nat 20 in the post above is an attack roll
>>106099
Roll die
>>106100
Well, it's more complicated with Silver. What are his feats? If he can attack this turn, then he can avoid discovering what supernatural powers the unknown creature has. If not, then he's going to get acquainted with them real quick because the Nat 20 in the post above is an attack roll
>>106101
I mean, are there any that would particularly apply in this situation? Probably not. All I can hope for is, if this doesn't kill him outright, that it isn't one of those situations where he'll permanently lose stats.
I still have no idea what the initiative order is.
I mean, are there any that would particularly apply in this situation? Probably not. All I can hope for is, if this doesn't kill him outright, that it isn't one of those situations where he'll permanently lose stats.
I still have no idea what the initiative order is.
>>106103
>it isn't one of those situations where he'll permanently lose stats
Uh
Quick draw is the relevant feat
>it isn't one of those situations where he'll permanently lose stats
Uh
Quick draw is the relevant feat
[1d20+8 = 14]
>>106107
I suppose we'll see if this can save Silver or not.
Silver swings his greatsword at the Undead.
>>106107
I suppose we'll see if this can save Silver or not.
Silver swings his greatsword at the Undead.
>>106111
Preferably, yes, but I wasn't sure if you were going to accept it since you didn't mention anything.
Preferably, yes, but I wasn't sure if you were going to accept it since you didn't mention anything.
>>106113
Uh oh.
Blinking a bit, he rolls over to try and see the source of it while pretending to be asleep still.
Uh oh.
Blinking a bit, he rolls over to try and see the source of it while pretending to be asleep still.
>>106118
(What is she doing? Is she placing more firewood on the fire?)
Iron's open eye darts around to find the fuel for the growing fire.
(What is she doing? Is she placing more firewood on the fire?)
Iron's open eye darts around to find the fuel for the growing fire.
>>106120
Silver Sword's silver sword comes down upon the unknown creature from above, striking the top of its head, bouncing against its skull but breaking it, and tearing off the ear in the process. It comes down onto its neck, severing the spinal cord, tearing flesh, then into the shoulder where it renders the bones of the collars apart. No blood comes from the creature, and it falls down to the floor
>>106121
Pear is prancing around the fire in an excited set of jumps. She has taken her hat off, and let her hair down into pretty streams of orange-red. She wears only an open brown-green jacket, and a set of three feather on a necklace around her neck. She sings in an alien language
"Whakarongo mai ki ahau, nga atua nui o Marexica, nga rangatira o te raorao me nga mea katoa kei reira. Ko ahau te tamahine a taku tohunga nui, a ka hoki mai i te toru tekau o nga whakatupuranga. Hoki mai ki te tango i to whenua me to ture. Kua hinga koe i te atua o te ra, kua ngaro ia inaianei. Kei te mura te ahi i te riri me te totohe. Ka kai koe i te pai."
There is some wood, off to the far left, though it's not exactly clear when that got there or it is really enough for the fire. She isn't really big enough to gather that much wood. She must have found wood over from some unseen stockpile gathered by the expedition, and brought it over when Iron wasn't looking. At least that's the simplest explanation, anyways.
Cauldron sleeps, and the prisoners seem to. Insects still make their sounds, and it remains hot. The nearly full moon illuminates what the fire does not, and the stars are out
Silver Sword's silver sword comes down upon the unknown creature from above, striking the top of its head, bouncing against its skull but breaking it, and tearing off the ear in the process. It comes down onto its neck, severing the spinal cord, tearing flesh, then into the shoulder where it renders the bones of the collars apart. No blood comes from the creature, and it falls down to the floor
>>106121
Pear is prancing around the fire in an excited set of jumps. She has taken her hat off, and let her hair down into pretty streams of orange-red. She wears only an open brown-green jacket, and a set of three feather on a necklace around her neck. She sings in an alien language
"Whakarongo mai ki ahau, nga atua nui o Marexica, nga rangatira o te raorao me nga mea katoa kei reira. Ko ahau te tamahine a taku tohunga nui, a ka hoki mai i te toru tekau o nga whakatupuranga. Hoki mai ki te tango i to whenua me to ture. Kua hinga koe i te atua o te ra, kua ngaro ia inaianei. Kei te mura te ahi i te riri me te totohe. Ka kai koe i te pai."
There is some wood, off to the far left, though it's not exactly clear when that got there or it is really enough for the fire. She isn't really big enough to gather that much wood. She must have found wood over from some unseen stockpile gathered by the expedition, and brought it over when Iron wasn't looking. At least that's the simplest explanation, anyways.
Cauldron sleeps, and the prisoners seem to. Insects still make their sounds, and it remains hot. The nearly full moon illuminates what the fire does not, and the stars are out
>>106122
Oh boi the translation is quite scary. Is this a language a somewhat ignorant Native would know or is it the super duper secret Elder talk?
Iron can't help but bask in the supposed ritual in front of him, slightly dragging his body around to catch every second of it.
(What is she doing? Is she calling to the gods? Whatever it is, Cauldron seems to be right something is amiss.)
Iron decides to simply spectate for now, as she might panic if she discovers Iron has witness her secret side. Although the whole moving thing may actually make her aware that somepony's watching.
Oh boi the translation is quite scary. Is this a language a somewhat ignorant Native would know or is it the super duper secret Elder talk?
Iron can't help but bask in the supposed ritual in front of him, slightly dragging his body around to catch every second of it.
(What is she doing? Is she calling to the gods? Whatever it is, Cauldron seems to be right something is amiss.)
Iron decides to simply spectate for now, as she might panic if she discovers Iron has witness her secret side. Although the whole moving thing may actually make her aware that somepony's watching.
>>106122
"Rest now, tortured soul." Into the sheath his sword goes once again. He feels strangely lucky that he came out of that unharmed. Or, perhaps there is someone looking out for him.
Silver reloads his SMG before heading to the corpse of the undead militia pony to search his jacket pockets.
"Rest now, tortured soul." Into the sheath his sword goes once again. He feels strangely lucky that he came out of that unharmed. Or, perhaps there is someone looking out for him.
Silver reloads his SMG before heading to the corpse of the undead militia pony to search his jacket pockets.
>>106123
Okay, so she is speaking in old Neighuatl, which if it isn't the same language as Iron's native tribe, or if the language has drifted, is probably at least similar
She continues, prancing around in a circle around the fire, around her four idols placed at corners. Her hair bobs up and down as she prances
"Haere mai i nga atarangi kua huna e koe. Hoki mai i te torona tiretiera i herea ai koe."
She stops at the marble stone dog statue
"Ko Xolotl, te atua o te uira, ko te whakahoki mai i nga tupapaku, ka hoki mai ki a matou mai i to whare herehere i te whetu ahiahi"
She prances over, and to the Jade turkey idol
"Chalchiuhtotolin, he atua nui o te whiu me nga mate. Hoki mai ki a matou i nga wahi huna i raro i nga awa me nga awa kua tanumia"
She prances over the the obsidian jaguar idol on another corner
"Tezcatlipoca, te atua Jaguar o nga hurricanes, te pakanga, me nga hau o te po, ka hoki mai ki a tatou. Hoki mai i to wahi huna i raro i nga ngahere"
She then prances happily over to the last idol, the golden idol of a pony skeleton
"Te nuinga o ratou, te atua o te mate, Mictlantecuhtli. I peia koe ki te reinga ka hirihia ki reira. Pakaruhia to hiri me te whakaora i to rangatiratanga"
She then continues prancing around in a circle
"Ko te atua o te ra, nana nei koe i tuku, kua ngaro. Tangohia ahau hei tohunga kau. Ka awhina ahau ki a koe, ka koropiko ki a koe, ka rite ki taku tupuna i mua i ahau."
Pear is a bit preoccupied at the moment
Okay, so she is speaking in old Neighuatl, which if it isn't the same language as Iron's native tribe, or if the language has drifted, is probably at least similar
She continues, prancing around in a circle around the fire, around her four idols placed at corners. Her hair bobs up and down as she prances
"Haere mai i nga atarangi kua huna e koe. Hoki mai i te torona tiretiera i herea ai koe."
She stops at the marble stone dog statue
"Ko Xolotl, te atua o te uira, ko te whakahoki mai i nga tupapaku, ka hoki mai ki a matou mai i to whare herehere i te whetu ahiahi"
She prances over, and to the Jade turkey idol
"Chalchiuhtotolin, he atua nui o te whiu me nga mate. Hoki mai ki a matou i nga wahi huna i raro i nga awa me nga awa kua tanumia"
She prances over the the obsidian jaguar idol on another corner
"Tezcatlipoca, te atua Jaguar o nga hurricanes, te pakanga, me nga hau o te po, ka hoki mai ki a tatou. Hoki mai i to wahi huna i raro i nga ngahere"
She then prances happily over to the last idol, the golden idol of a pony skeleton
"Te nuinga o ratou, te atua o te mate, Mictlantecuhtli. I peia koe ki te reinga ka hirihia ki reira. Pakaruhia to hiri me te whakaora i to rangatiratanga"
She then continues prancing around in a circle
"Ko te atua o te ra, nana nei koe i tuku, kua ngaro. Tangohia ahau hei tohunga kau. Ka awhina ahau ki a koe, ka koropiko ki a koe, ka rite ki taku tupuna i mua i ahau."
Pear is a bit preoccupied at the moment
>>106126
"I do not know. Undead were never my specialization. Let us just hope that was last one of those."
"I do not know. Undead were never my specialization. Let us just hope that was last one of those."
>>106124
A porcelain smoke pipe with sea pony engravings on it, and a letter
The letter is entitled "Plans for action"
"To Oilseed Marsh, Wipperwill and I have been following Joseph Curwhinny for some time. We know that in your experience working as a sailor under him his policies could be a bit forceful or overbearing, and what we now know shows that the worst of it is not his monopoly over the tobacco and salt trades. After the discovery of a wrapped and mutilated cadaver along the Hayseed river last spring, long held suspicions that something was amiss were confirmed. The full extent of the horror has been revealed by an associate of Curwhinny's. As the local officials are as involved in the trade monopolies as Curwhinny himself, if not more so, our action alone can put an end to it. We believe he spends his weekends on a farm out of town. Under that farm is a network of tunnels, possibly built as a hiding place during earlier dragon incursions, and more likely built recently as an underground housing either for slaves or smuggled goods. Be advised that he is expected to have unholy thralls under him, or at least, he may. They are different depending upon whether or not the subject they were created from were alive at the time of the procedure. At least, so says Wipperwill's source. Meet by the stream tonight, and more precise instructions will be given there. Look for me, under the tallest oak tree, and for Wipperwill, a white pegasus stallion.
Wildfire, January 4, 770"
A porcelain smoke pipe with sea pony engravings on it, and a letter
The letter is entitled "Plans for action"
"To Oilseed Marsh, Wipperwill and I have been following Joseph Curwhinny for some time. We know that in your experience working as a sailor under him his policies could be a bit forceful or overbearing, and what we now know shows that the worst of it is not his monopoly over the tobacco and salt trades. After the discovery of a wrapped and mutilated cadaver along the Hayseed river last spring, long held suspicions that something was amiss were confirmed. The full extent of the horror has been revealed by an associate of Curwhinny's. As the local officials are as involved in the trade monopolies as Curwhinny himself, if not more so, our action alone can put an end to it. We believe he spends his weekends on a farm out of town. Under that farm is a network of tunnels, possibly built as a hiding place during earlier dragon incursions, and more likely built recently as an underground housing either for slaves or smuggled goods. Be advised that he is expected to have unholy thralls under him, or at least, he may. They are different depending upon whether or not the subject they were created from were alive at the time of the procedure. At least, so says Wipperwill's source. Meet by the stream tonight, and more precise instructions will be given there. Look for me, under the tallest oak tree, and for Wipperwill, a white pegasus stallion.
Wildfire, January 4, 770"
>>106125
I am not sure about this, but I could say he knows enough to know what is going on at least. After all, he is simply a Native from a tribe in the Forbidden Jungles.
Wow, Pear is really devoted to this culture in particular, and it sounds lie necrotalk at the end there...
Iron does his best to slowly crawl closer to the chanting and dancing mare, a small chill going through his spine.
(This is getting quite elaborate for my liking. Is she really trying to summon the gods?)
I am not sure about this, but I could say he knows enough to know what is going on at least. After all, he is simply a Native from a tribe in the Forbidden Jungles.
Wow, Pear is really devoted to this culture in particular, and it sounds lie necrotalk at the end there...
Iron does his best to slowly crawl closer to the chanting and dancing mare, a small chill going through his spine.
(This is getting quite elaborate for my liking. Is she really trying to summon the gods?)
>>106128
Silver takes these, as well as his tricorner hat. "Hmm. I wonder if that is why these undead are in almost pristine condition. They were turned pre-mortem."
Silver takes these, as well as his tricorner hat. "Hmm. I wonder if that is why these undead are in almost pristine condition. They were turned pre-mortem."
>>106126
Hello
>>106130
Silver does so
>>106129
Would they have selected her for the expedition if she weren't very familiar with the culture? She is stated as being an anthropologist... er, hippologist, who specializes in religious practices
She stops, and goes to the fire, and scatters something on it
"Hoki mai. Kua ki te ao i te hara me te hubris me te hiahia"
What ever dust she scattered on the fire, catches flame in a burst of green and yellow light
"Hoki mai. Whakahokia tou torona"
She pulls out an obsidian piece, and walks away from the fire, further away. Further away still until she reaches a brown stallion, sitting up, tied and gagged. It's a stallion Iron knocked unconscious during the fight against the bandits the day before
"Ka tukua atu koe e ahau i roto i ou here"
Hello
>>106130
Silver does so
>>106129
Would they have selected her for the expedition if she weren't very familiar with the culture? She is stated as being an anthropologist... er, hippologist, who specializes in religious practices
She stops, and goes to the fire, and scatters something on it
"Hoki mai. Kua ki te ao i te hara me te hubris me te hiahia"
What ever dust she scattered on the fire, catches flame in a burst of green and yellow light
"Hoki mai. Whakahokia tou torona"
She pulls out an obsidian piece, and walks away from the fire, further away. Further away still until she reaches a brown stallion, sitting up, tied and gagged. It's a stallion Iron knocked unconscious during the fight against the bandits the day before
"Ka tukua atu koe e ahau i roto i ou here"
>>106134
"Hmm. I see. If I remember correctly, it's effect will end once you touch or attack any undead. I do not know why or how, though."
Silver trots back to Star. "So long as there are no more surprises, all that is left that are couple skeletons, trapped in pit. Want to help me drop rocks on their skulls? We can talk more about this job you have asked me about on way."
"Hmm. I see. If I remember correctly, it's effect will end once you touch or attack any undead. I do not know why or how, though."
Silver trots back to Star. "So long as there are no more surprises, all that is left that are couple skeletons, trapped in pit. Want to help me drop rocks on their skulls? We can talk more about this job you have asked me about on way."
>>106133
Iron's eyes widen at the implications, but does not try to do anything about it.
(I must be sure of her intentions. If I jump out without catching her red-hoofed, she will definitely bluff her way out.)
Nevertheless, he rocks Cauldron to wake her up and see the show, in case things turn nasty.
Iron's eyes widen at the implications, but does not try to do anything about it.
(I must be sure of her intentions. If I jump out without catching her red-hoofed, she will definitely bluff her way out.)
Nevertheless, he rocks Cauldron to wake her up and see the show, in case things turn nasty.
>>106135
>>106134
Roll die
>>106136
Cauldron lies on her side, with her head on a blanket she brought with her. Her mouth is open, her tongue partly out, and she is slightly drooling.
"Huh?" She gets up onto her belly and places herself over her legs when Iron wakes her. She looks around, until she sees Iron
"What is it?" she asks
Pear continues going forward, speaking
"Kei toku ringa te hoari i whakamahia e taku koroua. He wairangi tenei. He tahae ia. Ka hoatu e ahau he kaha ki a koe. Na inaianei kua pakaru o koutou here."
She goes up to the stallion, brandishing the piece of sharped, black obsidian. From this distance, and with the light of the fire making it difficult to see certain darker objects in the distance, it is impossible to tell if the pony's eyes are open, but... probably they are, witnessing the whole event unfolding before him.
Pear stands before him for a moment, staring. Then, she does a twirl on her hind legs, raising her forelegs, and swinging around her hoof, blade held firmly.
A "theek" sound is herd, and the blade has definitely sliced the throat of the stallion, whose head hangs. She tries to pull him towards the fire.
There is a "hmmmm" sound from another prisoner, further away
Pear continues, dragging her bounty to the fire
"Kua oti te mahi"
>>106134
Roll die
>>106136
Cauldron lies on her side, with her head on a blanket she brought with her. Her mouth is open, her tongue partly out, and she is slightly drooling.
"Huh?" She gets up onto her belly and places herself over her legs when Iron wakes her. She looks around, until she sees Iron
"What is it?" she asks
Pear continues going forward, speaking
"Kei toku ringa te hoari i whakamahia e taku koroua. He wairangi tenei. He tahae ia. Ka hoatu e ahau he kaha ki a koe. Na inaianei kua pakaru o koutou here."
She goes up to the stallion, brandishing the piece of sharped, black obsidian. From this distance, and with the light of the fire making it difficult to see certain darker objects in the distance, it is impossible to tell if the pony's eyes are open, but... probably they are, witnessing the whole event unfolding before him.
Pear stands before him for a moment, staring. Then, she does a twirl on her hind legs, raising her forelegs, and swinging around her hoof, blade held firmly.
A "theek" sound is herd, and the blade has definitely sliced the throat of the stallion, whose head hangs. She tries to pull him towards the fire.
There is a "hmmmm" sound from another prisoner, further away
Pear continues, dragging her bounty to the fire
"Kua oti te mahi"
>>106139
Iron gently points towards the sacrifice ritual going on right about now while Pear is distracted. His coat is far more sweaty than usual.
"It sounds like she is trying to call upon the gods for some reason that may endanger us. Get your weapon ready and help me unchain the pots off of me as sneakily as possible."
Iron gently points towards the sacrifice ritual going on right about now while Pear is distracted. His coat is far more sweaty than usual.
"It sounds like she is trying to call upon the gods for some reason that may endanger us. Get your weapon ready and help me unchain the pots off of me as sneakily as possible."
>>106138
"im not going to take any chances, we'll have to round up Iron,Oynx And the rest of the Party."
"im not going to take any chances, we'll have to round up Iron,Oynx And the rest of the Party."
>>106142
"You do make it sound serious. Let us see who we can find after this. I know Brie is missing, at least."
"You do make it sound serious. Let us see who we can find after this. I know Brie is missing, at least."
>>106140
>>106143
What is that at the end of the hallway? Down the stairs from the top level to the bottom, inside of the damages stone doorway
>>106141
wouldn't Iron have done that before falling asleep?
Cauldron looks over, and her eyes go wide. Very wide. She tries to keep her voice down, but she is loud through gritted teeth.
“I knew something was wrong with that quiet one. That bitch is crazy”
>>106143
What is that at the end of the hallway? Down the stairs from the top level to the bottom, inside of the damages stone doorway
>>106141
wouldn't Iron have done that before falling asleep?
Cauldron looks over, and her eyes go wide. Very wide. She tries to keep her voice down, but she is loud through gritted teeth.
“I knew something was wrong with that quiet one. That bitch is crazy”
[1d20 = 16]
>>106145
Let's go with that, then.
"You know how it goes," he whispers to the now scared zebra "Fire when the fighting starts."
Iron attempts to silently close the distance to Pear without the pots on, taking advantage of her being distracted with her sacrifice business.
>>106145
Let's go with that, then.
"You know how it goes," he whispers to the now scared zebra "Fire when the fighting starts."
Iron attempts to silently close the distance to Pear without the pots on, taking advantage of her being distracted with her sacrifice business.
>>106147
Pear moves towards the fire, slwoly, then tosses the body into the fire with her reserves of Earth Pony strength. it falls in the center, and sparks fly around it as embers and pieces of wood are displaced
"Na tenei ka wawahi koe i ou here"
She walks back towards the prisoners, but a bit more to her right. Towards anther prisoner who is leaning against a log. He is clearly awake, because he is moving his head. Pear comes up to him, and stands in front of him. She stares at him intensely, with anger, and begins a very one-sided conversation.
"What was all that about the Equestrians being imperialists, forcibly assimilating cultures and oppression others by eliminating their customs?"
"Hmmmph hmmph!"
She points a hoof directly to the fire. A blood trail leads from it.
"THIS is what native culture looks like. This is what their customs were."
"Hmmph!"
"Pfft! Of course, you already knew that. Tartarus, you got robbed by a native and a Zebra just earlier tonight..."
"umph!"
She rolls her eyes, but they land back on the prisoner quickly enough
"And what was that about the Equestrians being the villains? Their harmony being a tool of imperialism? The Inquisition being the embodiment of oppression?"
"Hmmph"
"THIS is what the Inquisition warned against. Fought against... It's why the lessons of the Princesses, the Elements, the Pillars were so important. They taught Harmony..."
"umph?"
"But they could never teach it well enough. They could never really get across the importance of Harmony... Even when they could, they were just reacting to the circumstances. Answering a call filled by others..."
She looks at him, more sad now
"But the age of heroes is over. You all have abandoned your princesses. You have already unlearned the teachings of the elements. They could never quite teach you. They couldn't make you listen."
She smiles
"But that's alright. It wasn't the Princess who taught the Elements the principles of Harmony. It wasn't the Pillars who taught the United Tribes Harmony. No. Even they couldn't do it alone"
she comes closer to him, and speaks more softly
"I know I certainly cannot"
she looks to the skies
"But I know who can"
Back to him
"It wasn't the Princess who taught her disciple the importance of Friends. It was Nightmare Moon. It wasn't the ponies by themselves who learned the importance of unity and harmony. It was the Windigos who taught them that important lesson"
Now she smiles more malignly
"What's that? You don't believe in Windigos? You don't believe in the Stars that Aid in Her Escape? You think it's all superstition? All made up stories and fables? Hahaha!"
Now it's a big grin
"Well Dr. Grant. You're about to get an education. Pay attention please. Learn all those things you failed to pick up in Sunday school"
Pear moves towards the fire, slwoly, then tosses the body into the fire with her reserves of Earth Pony strength. it falls in the center, and sparks fly around it as embers and pieces of wood are displaced
"Na tenei ka wawahi koe i ou here"
She walks back towards the prisoners, but a bit more to her right. Towards anther prisoner who is leaning against a log. He is clearly awake, because he is moving his head. Pear comes up to him, and stands in front of him. She stares at him intensely, with anger, and begins a very one-sided conversation.
"What was all that about the Equestrians being imperialists, forcibly assimilating cultures and oppression others by eliminating their customs?"
"Hmmmph hmmph!"
She points a hoof directly to the fire. A blood trail leads from it.
"THIS is what native culture looks like. This is what their customs were."
"Hmmph!"
"Pfft! Of course, you already knew that. Tartarus, you got robbed by a native and a Zebra just earlier tonight..."
"umph!"
She rolls her eyes, but they land back on the prisoner quickly enough
"And what was that about the Equestrians being the villains? Their harmony being a tool of imperialism? The Inquisition being the embodiment of oppression?"
"Hmmph"
"THIS is what the Inquisition warned against. Fought against... It's why the lessons of the Princesses, the Elements, the Pillars were so important. They taught Harmony..."
"umph?"
"But they could never teach it well enough. They could never really get across the importance of Harmony... Even when they could, they were just reacting to the circumstances. Answering a call filled by others..."
She looks at him, more sad now
"But the age of heroes is over. You all have abandoned your princesses. You have already unlearned the teachings of the elements. They could never quite teach you. They couldn't make you listen."
She smiles
"But that's alright. It wasn't the Princess who taught the Elements the principles of Harmony. It wasn't the Pillars who taught the United Tribes Harmony. No. Even they couldn't do it alone"
she comes closer to him, and speaks more softly
"I know I certainly cannot"
she looks to the skies
"But I know who can"
Back to him
"It wasn't the Princess who taught her disciple the importance of Friends. It was Nightmare Moon. It wasn't the ponies by themselves who learned the importance of unity and harmony. It was the Windigos who taught them that important lesson"
Now she smiles more malignly
"What's that? You don't believe in Windigos? You don't believe in the Stars that Aid in Her Escape? You think it's all superstition? All made up stories and fables? Hahaha!"
Now it's a big grin
"Well Dr. Grant. You're about to get an education. Pay attention please. Learn all those things you failed to pick up in Sunday school"
>>106162
The double barreled shotgun is pulled from his jacket, and it slips rather cleanly and carefully. Still, a small sound is made, and the creature turns its head towards Dark Star
The double barreled shotgun is pulled from his jacket, and it slips rather cleanly and carefully. Still, a small sound is made, and the creature turns its head towards Dark Star
>>106154
Iron's sweatiness increased.
(Has she gone mad? I thought mares were not supposed to act like this ever.)
He wiggles his foreleg, hovering on the ground while the sudden chills cross through his spine.
(If she can do this to somepony who was in her team... what would she do if Cauldron and I were to walk away with the pots to sell them off?)
His brow furrows and his gaze focuses on the lucid madmare.
(There is no way she will hurt my partner if I have a say in it.)
How close is Iron to Pear? How long until he reaches her with the Move silently roll?
I need to know to confirm my action.
Iron's sweatiness increased.
(Has she gone mad? I thought mares were not supposed to act like this ever.)
He wiggles his foreleg, hovering on the ground while the sudden chills cross through his spine.
(If she can do this to somepony who was in her team... what would she do if Cauldron and I were to walk away with the pots to sell them off?)
His brow furrows and his gaze focuses on the lucid madmare.
(There is no way she will hurt my partner if I have a say in it.)
How close is Iron to Pear? How long until he reaches her with the Move silently roll?
I need to know to confirm my action.
[7d6 = 19]
>>106169
A large flash of light erupts from the chambers of Dark Star’s gun, as it fails to fire properly
>>106169
A large flash of light erupts from the chambers of Dark Star’s gun, as it fails to fire properly
>>106171
Should I roll Move Silently again or if I try to move further she gets a listen roll to spot Iron?
Should I roll Move Silently again or if I try to move further she gets a listen roll to spot Iron?
>>106176
So what should I roll in this instance if I want to get closer? Move Silently, Hide or is it luck-based?
So what should I roll in this instance if I want to get closer? Move Silently, Hide or is it luck-based?
>>106179
The trouble is the fire light, the incomplete set of obstacles to hide behind, and to a much lesser extent, the moonlight. She'll see him the moment she turns around. Maybe if he rushes, if he's both silent and lucky?
How close to her?
>>106180
https://youtu.be/_qdSLk1DQ3E?t=475
The creature is shot in the head, exploding its skull, sending shriveled brain fragments flying. It is shot in the knee, exploding that, and shot basically everywhere else, tearing it to shreds
>>106181
Uh...
The trouble is the fire light, the incomplete set of obstacles to hide behind, and to a much lesser extent, the moonlight. She'll see him the moment she turns around. Maybe if he rushes, if he's both silent and lucky?
How close to her?
>>106180
https://youtu.be/_qdSLk1DQ3E?t=475
The creature is shot in the head, exploding its skull, sending shriveled brain fragments flying. It is shot in the knee, exploding that, and shot basically everywhere else, tearing it to shreds
>>106181
Uh...
[1d20 = 11]
>>106183
The closer to engage in grappling without an AoO, the better.
I understand that the only thing stopping her is that she needs to turn her neck around, so it's a move silently in a rushed pace. I'll roll it.
Iron, knowing she could turn around at any moment, picks his pace up to a hurried, hopefully silent gallop.
(I need to restrain the mare and dishoof her. Otherwise she may either call the gods into a rampage or hurt Cauldron.)
>>106183
The closer to engage in grappling without an AoO, the better.
I understand that the only thing stopping her is that she needs to turn her neck around, so it's a move silently in a rushed pace. I'll roll it.
Iron, knowing she could turn around at any moment, picks his pace up to a hurried, hopefully silent gallop.
(I need to restrain the mare and dishoof her. Otherwise she may either call the gods into a rampage or hurt Cauldron.)
>>106185
"I think so,yea. i guess i need to clean my shotgun..."
He Sighs
"Thanks for killing that thing."
"I think so,yea. i guess i need to clean my shotgun..."
He Sighs
"Thanks for killing that thing."
>>106186
"I apologise for letting it strike at you. Should we face another, I shall take its aggression in your place." Silver loads in another mag. "I will need to stop and reload my magazines soon, at this rate."
"I apologise for letting it strike at you. Should we face another, I shall take its aggression in your place." Silver loads in another mag. "I will need to stop and reload my magazines soon, at this rate."
>>106188
She does not notice him. At least, not until the end of her “talk” with Dr. Grant
“You will wish for your princesses and your Elements back. And you will wish for new heroes. They will rise. And then. Only then, will you appreciate something other than who has what chair, or university rankings.”
She does not notice him. At least, not until the end of her “talk” with Dr. Grant
“You will wish for your princesses and your Elements back. And you will wish for new heroes. They will rise. And then. Only then, will you appreciate something other than who has what chair, or university rankings.”
>>106189
"No Need to apologize. if anything its my fault. Might as well reload now. who knows how many more of these bastards are still creeping around?"
"No Need to apologize. if anything its my fault. Might as well reload now. who knows how many more of these bastards are still creeping around?"
[1d20+10 = 16]
>>106190
I'll assume I can grapple the mare now.
Seeing how she is still busy, he takes the chance to grapple her, attempting the grab her forelegs and pulling them towards her hindlegs to make her fall.
>>106190
I'll assume I can grapple the mare now.
Seeing how she is still busy, he takes the chance to grapple her, attempting the grab her forelegs and pulling them towards her hindlegs to make her fall.
>>106191
Silver nods, and begins the relatively lengthy process of reloading his two empty mags. "So, how did your morning mission turn out?"
Silver nods, and begins the relatively lengthy process of reloading his two empty mags. "So, how did your morning mission turn out?"
>>106196
Silver pauses in his reloading to look his friend up and down. "You look pretty good for pony who says they almost died. What happened?"
Silver pauses in his reloading to look his friend up and down. "You look pretty good for pony who says they almost died. What happened?"
>>106197
"I Got Shot 3 times in the barrel, by a changling, that was disguised as a cop, who was partners with a gang member posing as a cop. the bandages are under my jacket.""
"I Got Shot 3 times in the barrel, by a changling, that was disguised as a cop, who was partners with a gang member posing as a cop. the bandages are under my jacket.""
>>106195
He takes this opportunity to place himself on top of the mare in her compromised position. This is the one time one could say they really were wrestling.
I think Pear can do an action before I get to pin and later disarm her. Attacks have -4 to hit.
He takes this opportunity to place himself on top of the mare in her compromised position. This is the one time one could say they really were wrestling.
I think Pear can do an action before I get to pin and later disarm her. Attacks have -4 to hit.
>>106198
He slowly starts to shake his head. "Hmm. I suppose you found changeling's identity out prior to getting shot?"
He slowly starts to shake his head. "Hmm. I suppose you found changeling's identity out prior to getting shot?"
>>106199
She slowly turns her head to look up at the stallion that has placed himself on top of her with a smile
“Hello”
She slowly turns her head to look up at the stallion that has placed himself on top of her with a smile
“Hello”
>>106201
Pear can feel a light shudder coming from her grappler, his expression is clearly shocked judging by the widened eyes and raised eyebrows.
(Is this what civilization does to mares?)
She can feel Iron applying pressure with his body weight, holding her forelgs with his own.
"What are you doing with your partner?"
Pear can feel a light shudder coming from her grappler, his expression is clearly shocked judging by the widened eyes and raised eyebrows.
(Is this what civilization does to mares?)
She can feel Iron applying pressure with his body weight, holding her forelgs with his own.
"What are you doing with your partner?"
>>106202
"As expected. Infiltrators are notorious for taking much pride in their disguises and infiltration abilities. Whereas other changelings may try to bluff their way out of it, infiltrators react violently, as if insulted."
"As expected. Infiltrators are notorious for taking much pride in their disguises and infiltration abilities. Whereas other changelings may try to bluff their way out of it, infiltrators react violently, as if insulted."
>>106204
I assumed Pear's position is belly to floor but since he grappled with his forelegs, he could easily move hers to the sides as he made her tumble to the floor.
I assumed Pear's position is belly to floor but since he grappled with his forelegs, he could easily move hers to the sides as he made her tumble to the floor.
>>106207
Silver chuckles. "No doubt there were other infiltrators in that department, who are now running for hills since one of their own has been found and killed. You did good."
Silver chuckles. "No doubt there were other infiltrators in that department, who are now running for hills since one of their own has been found and killed. You did good."
>>106203
>>106206
Perhaps there is a misunderstanding as to the meaning of “smile”
Pear gives Iron a malign grin, which shows that she has resigned herself to being unable to immediately escape or fight, while her resolve has not yet fled her. She shakes, showing she is involuntarily in great fear. She pulls down her tail, trying to wrap it close to her and under her.
Cauldron comes over, clearly pissed off
“The fuck were you doing?!”
Pear answers Iron’s question first. Slowly, deliberately, with hints of anger. Occasionally, fear breaks through
“I was talking to him”
>>106206
Perhaps there is a misunderstanding as to the meaning of “smile”
Pear gives Iron a malign grin, which shows that she has resigned herself to being unable to immediately escape or fight, while her resolve has not yet fled her. She shakes, showing she is involuntarily in great fear. She pulls down her tail, trying to wrap it close to her and under her.
Cauldron comes over, clearly pissed off
“The fuck were you doing?!”
Pear answers Iron’s question first. Slowly, deliberately, with hints of anger. Occasionally, fear breaks through
“I was talking to him”
>>106209
Iron brow furrows, angered by her feigning ignorance.
"You killed a pony and threw him into the fire right in front of him! That is not how normal talking works, Pear!"
Iron brow furrows, angered by her feigning ignorance.
"You killed a pony and threw him into the fire right in front of him! That is not how normal talking works, Pear!"
>>106210
"About as done as I was, which means I have likely two more trips to make, perhaps three. If you are asking because you wish to know when I will be ready for mission, then I will tell you that I still have couple other things I need to do after this. I need to see Father Maren about putting Joseph Curwhinny to rest, and I have couple issues with equipment and weapons that need solved."
Silver thinks for a couple seconds. "Iron and Onyx, do they have firearms?"
"About as done as I was, which means I have likely two more trips to make, perhaps three. If you are asking because you wish to know when I will be ready for mission, then I will tell you that I still have couple other things I need to do after this. I need to see Father Maren about putting Joseph Curwhinny to rest, and I have couple issues with equipment and weapons that need solved."
Silver thinks for a couple seconds. "Iron and Onyx, do they have firearms?"
>>106211
“It’s how you spoke to Dr. Grant the first time you met him. You killed several ponies, in fact. Killed by leader of the bandits, too. Didn’t even give him - them - a chance to speak back. It’s how you spoke to him when you two tried to kill him later. It’s how you spoke to all those ponies in the camp. What were there, like, six of them? A couple playing poker. Why are you angry at me for speaking to the pony you almost killed yourselves?”
“It’s how you spoke to Dr. Grant the first time you met him. You killed several ponies, in fact. Killed by leader of the bandits, too. Didn’t even give him - them - a chance to speak back. It’s how you spoke to him when you two tried to kill him later. It’s how you spoke to all those ponies in the camp. What were there, like, six of them? A couple playing poker. Why are you angry at me for speaking to the pony you almost killed yourselves?”
>>106212
"Father Maren,huh? i've been meaning to go see him myself."
He Puts his Hoof to His Chin
"No, they do not. iron likes to punch things. and oynx has a halberd. Why where you asking?"
"Father Maren,huh? i've been meaning to go see him myself."
He Puts his Hoof to His Chin
"No, they do not. iron likes to punch things. and oynx has a halberd. Why where you asking?"
>>106213
Iron shakes his head.
"Do you honestly believe fighting between ponies is equal to killing somepony who could not even defend itself?"
He looks at Cauldron, determined.
"Tie the forelegs."
Iron shakes his head.
"Do you honestly believe fighting between ponies is equal to killing somepony who could not even defend itself?"
He looks at Cauldron, determined.
"Tie the forelegs."
>>106214
"You say you might need to request some heavy artillery for this mission. In my years of working as mercenary, I have seen combat become far deadlier in recent years, and fought at increasingly longer distances. As much as it pains me to say, even my beloved greatsword is not as effective in modern combat as it used to be, when swords were still viable against those early breech-loaded rifles. And thus, I have noticed that there is two among our number who lack ranged weaponry. I still have one Lavender Rifle that I need to get cleaned and fixed, and there is still that Colt pistol you left in my possession. I was thinking perhaps that they could be given to Iron and Onyx once weapons have been readied, that they may have option to fight at distance."
"You say you might need to request some heavy artillery for this mission. In my years of working as mercenary, I have seen combat become far deadlier in recent years, and fought at increasingly longer distances. As much as it pains me to say, even my beloved greatsword is not as effective in modern combat as it used to be, when swords were still viable against those early breech-loaded rifles. And thus, I have noticed that there is two among our number who lack ranged weaponry. I still have one Lavender Rifle that I need to get cleaned and fixed, and there is still that Colt pistol you left in my possession. I was thinking perhaps that they could be given to Iron and Onyx once weapons have been readied, that they may have option to fight at distance."
>>106215
Cauldron scarcely needed Iron’s direction. She goes up to tie her. Pear uses the occasion to wrap her long red tail under her.
“Fighting? Is that what you call it? Because it’s hardly fighting. Ambushing opponents. Attacking before they know you are there. Attacking them with no chance to defend themselves. Attacking them before you even know they are hostile to you. And most of them you attack... the only reason you had get past them at all was money. All for a little money.”
>>106216
This makes me sad
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Cauldron scarcely needed Iron’s direction. She goes up to tie her. Pear uses the occasion to wrap her long red tail under her.
“Fighting? Is that what you call it? Because it’s hardly fighting. Ambushing opponents. Attacking before they know you are there. Attacking them with no chance to defend themselves. Attacking them before you even know they are hostile to you. And most of them you attack... the only reason you had get past them at all was money. All for a little money.”
>>106216
This makes me sad
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>>106216
"I've never thought about that before. it seems like the end of an Era. I Have Some money left if we have to buy or rent them. its not too much that i have though."
"I've never thought about that before. it seems like the end of an Era. I Have Some money left if we have to buy or rent them. its not too much that i have though."
>>106219
"It feels like it. Some days, I feel like relic of ancient and storied past. Even so, it is likely I will continue to wield my sword until day I die. But I would be fool to deny that we are in Age of Firearms, and no longer in Age of Swords." Silver smiles at Dark Star. "And you may keep your Bits. I will pay for restoration of firearms out of my own pocket."
"It feels like it. Some days, I feel like relic of ancient and storied past. Even so, it is likely I will continue to wield my sword until day I die. But I would be fool to deny that we are in Age of Firearms, and no longer in Age of Swords." Silver smiles at Dark Star. "And you may keep your Bits. I will pay for restoration of firearms out of my own pocket."
>>106217
Iron raises a hoof, poking his chest.
"Oh no. They did have the chance to defend themselves. Why else would I have all the metal bits in me if that were not the case? Do you think Grant gave all of these wounds?"
He then pokes her flank.
"You? You do not even have a scratch. From the moment the maroon pony and his two goons aimed a gun at me and my partner for the dog idol to now, yet you feel entitled to kill a pony in a vain attempt to spread your ideas to a scared pony whose only thought process is," he looks to the sky, face contorting into a pleading expression, "'Help! Help! I am going to die.'"
He turns back into the judgemental stare at Pear.
(Damn these history ponies. Why are they so crazy?)
Iron raises a hoof, poking his chest.
"Oh no. They did have the chance to defend themselves. Why else would I have all the metal bits in me if that were not the case? Do you think Grant gave all of these wounds?"
He then pokes her flank.
"You? You do not even have a scratch. From the moment the maroon pony and his two goons aimed a gun at me and my partner for the dog idol to now, yet you feel entitled to kill a pony in a vain attempt to spread your ideas to a scared pony whose only thought process is," he looks to the sky, face contorting into a pleading expression, "'Help! Help! I am going to die.'"
He turns back into the judgemental stare at Pear.
(Damn these history ponies. Why are they so crazy?)
>>106222
"There is no doubt in my mind that you would be. But you have been far too kind and generous to our group, and especially to some poor old relic like myself. I will have money coming in soon, after this job. Allow me to show some generousity as well, to you and group both."
"There is no doubt in my mind that you would be. But you have been far too kind and generous to our group, and especially to some poor old relic like myself. I will have money coming in soon, after this job. Allow me to show some generousity as well, to you and group both."
>>106221
She smiles, and shakes her head
“Even after blatant murder, robbery of a temple, desecration of a grave site, you are still self righteous and morally superior. So killing is morally justified if it’s in the pursuit of your efforts to sleep with a Zebra I take it?
She smiles, and shakes her head
“Even after blatant murder, robbery of a temple, desecration of a grave site, you are still self righteous and morally superior. So killing is morally justified if it’s in the pursuit of your efforts to sleep with a Zebra I take it?
>>106226
"I suppose we will see once I have Bits in front of me. Until then, I will think of ideas. I can be creative type, sometimes." Silver stands up. "Come, I have finished reloading magazines. Those skeletons will not crush themselves."
"I suppose we will see once I have Bits in front of me. Until then, I will think of ideas. I can be creative type, sometimes." Silver stands up. "Come, I have finished reloading magazines. Those skeletons will not crush themselves."
>>106225
What's the roll for?
>>106224
Iron, unfazed by pointing out admittedly right morally questionable actions as well as the insinuation of feelings for Cauldron, simply nods.
"I never break my promises."
With that, he looks to Cauldron.
"When you said you did not trust these history ponies, I never thought it was this bad."
What's the roll for?
>>106224
Iron, unfazed by pointing out admittedly right morally questionable actions as well as the insinuation of feelings for Cauldron, simply nods.
"I never break my promises."
With that, he looks to Cauldron.
"When you said you did not trust these history ponies, I never thought it was this bad."
>>106228
Cauldron:
“I thought it was more likely she would slit our throats as we slept and take the money. I did not expect.... whatever the hell that was”
Cauldron:
“I thought it was more likely she would slit our throats as we slept and take the money. I did not expect.... whatever the hell that was”
>>106230
Iron shakes his head.
"And here I thought she was a nice pony. A shame."
Seeing the two expedition ponies tied up, he ponders.
"Do you think anypony would find the tied up ponies here?"
Iron shakes his head.
"And here I thought she was a nice pony. A shame."
Seeing the two expedition ponies tied up, he ponders.
"Do you think anypony would find the tied up ponies here?"
>>106231
"Poor Pups."
Dark Star Looks Genuinely saddend by this sight.
"Lets put them out of their misery."
"Poor Pups."
Dark Star Looks Genuinely saddend by this sight.
"Lets put them out of their misery."
>>106235
He looks around to see who else witnessed the scene that just happened.
(I think there was another bandit around here, maybe.)
He looks around to see who else witnessed the scene that just happened.
(I think there was another bandit around here, maybe.)
>>106239
The areas are mostly rock free, with some rocks existing in the entrance between the catacombs and the quarry, and some dislodged from around the staircase. There are a few bricks elsewhere.
The areas are mostly rock free, with some rocks existing in the entrance between the catacombs and the quarry, and some dislodged from around the staircase. There are a few bricks elsewhere.
>>106237
I thought there was another bandit that must have seen the scene, since my character would have most likely left the ones he punched into unconsciousness alive and tied up.
Iron raises an eyebrow at Pear's comment.
(Is she not concerned she might be labelled a criminal too for torching a pony, no matter if it was a bandit or not?)
He shakes his head and looks at Cauldron.
"It seems we are forced to leave them here, the crazy duo that they are."
Walking over to near the pot stash, he lays down next to it.
"I hope the rest will not be stopped by another pony who has snapped and threatens to kill anypony that he sees."
He taps the floor next to him, beckoning Cauldron to come over.
"We should be safe for now."
I thought there was another bandit that must have seen the scene, since my character would have most likely left the ones he punched into unconsciousness alive and tied up.
Iron raises an eyebrow at Pear's comment.
(Is she not concerned she might be labelled a criminal too for torching a pony, no matter if it was a bandit or not?)
He shakes his head and looks at Cauldron.
"It seems we are forced to leave them here, the crazy duo that they are."
Walking over to near the pot stash, he lays down next to it.
"I hope the rest will not be stopped by another pony who has snapped and threatens to kill anypony that he sees."
He taps the floor next to him, beckoning Cauldron to come over.
"We should be safe for now."
>>106240
Silver grabs some rocks from between the catacombs and quarry, since they proved so useful earlier.
Silver grabs some rocks from between the catacombs and quarry, since they proved so useful earlier.
>>106242
There is probably one. Whether he saw it is another thing. The night is silent and the air is cool, as the two return to the pots. The light of the fire and the moon dim somewhat, giving them a darker spot to rest
There is probably one. Whether he saw it is another thing. The night is silent and the air is cool, as the two return to the pots. The light of the fire and the moon dim somewhat, giving them a darker spot to rest
>>106244
He takes this opportunity to wrap a foreleg around Cauldron's neck, still looking forwards with a smile and a tinge of red on the cheeks.
He takes this opportunity to wrap a foreleg around Cauldron's neck, still looking forwards with a smile and a tinge of red on the cheeks.
>>106249
"Yea,let's get this over with."
Dark Star Drops the Bricks e picked up onto the pupper skeletons
"Yea,let's get this over with."
Dark Star Drops the Bricks e picked up onto the pupper skeletons
>>106248
His reddish eyes is what greets her, matching the color of his cheeks currently as the hair on his head gets pushed to the side.
His hoof that was previously wrapped around her trails back to her cheek, brushing along her smooth coat in the process.
"The night is quite lovely today, is it not?" he dreamily murmurs to Cauldron.
His reddish eyes is what greets her, matching the color of his cheeks currently as the hair on his head gets pushed to the side.
His hoof that was previously wrapped around her trails back to her cheek, brushing along her smooth coat in the process.
"The night is quite lovely today, is it not?" he dreamily murmurs to Cauldron.
>>106252
The coat isn’t quite soft. It’s a bit course, and it’s been a long day. Her coat itself seems a little red, from a red glowing light cast down from the moon. She continues smiling, and looking into his eyes. A cold wind blows now, and she places a hoof in his.
“Yes, it’s quite lovely,” she says, breaking the otherwise perfect silence.
The coat isn’t quite soft. It’s a bit course, and it’s been a long day. Her coat itself seems a little red, from a red glowing light cast down from the moon. She continues smiling, and looking into his eyes. A cold wind blows now, and she places a hoof in his.
“Yes, it’s quite lovely,” she says, breaking the otherwise perfect silence.
>>106253
Should I be worried of the red light from the moon?
Iron simply stays there, feeling the bubbling affection Cauldron has for him that makes his heart flutter. Looking into her blue eyes spark the increase of redness on his cheeks.
(Wait a second... since when does the moon glows red? And what is with this chilling wind?)
As much as he hates to do it, he reluctantly breaks eye contact with Cauldron to glance at the Moon and see what this is about.
Should I be worried of the red light from the moon?
Iron simply stays there, feeling the bubbling affection Cauldron has for him that makes his heart flutter. Looking into her blue eyes spark the increase of redness on his cheeks.
(Wait a second... since when does the moon glows red? And what is with this chilling wind?)
As much as he hates to do it, he reluctantly breaks eye contact with Cauldron to glance at the Moon and see what this is about.
>>106256
In the sky, Venus, the evening star, glows brighter, and red, seemingly aligned with other nearby objects. The moon itself has this tainted color. Large, dark clouds loom, and it seems these sometimes eclipse the moon making the whole land dark. A wind has come down, from the north, and the temperature has dropped considerably
The night is silent. Before there were constant sound shots of crickets, cicadas, frogs, various birds, and other creatures. Now there is nothing but silence. A silence like that of when predators are nearby
In the sky, Venus, the evening star, glows brighter, and red, seemingly aligned with other nearby objects. The moon itself has this tainted color. Large, dark clouds loom, and it seems these sometimes eclipse the moon making the whole land dark. A wind has come down, from the north, and the temperature has dropped considerably
The night is silent. Before there were constant sound shots of crickets, cicadas, frogs, various birds, and other creatures. Now there is nothing but silence. A silence like that of when predators are nearby
>>106259
Aw fuck. I can't believe you've done this.
Yes, it is indeed that one British man getting punch and he says that after meme.
Iron takes off the hoof from Cauldron's cheek as he looks around his surroundings with an alert expression.
"I feel something is coming."
Aw fuck. I can't believe you've done this.
Yes, it is indeed that one British man getting punch and he says that after meme.
Iron takes off the hoof from Cauldron's cheek as he looks around his surroundings with an alert expression.
"I feel something is coming."
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8lBO23Dh23I
Keep in mind it's only joke and I get where you're going with this.
Keep in mind it's only joke and I get where you're going with this.
>>106266
Shit, don't tell me it was done in extremely poor taste.
I thought it was a sort of funny 'main character is going to kiss the love interest but external factors impede that' kind of setup, which warranted a fake complain that encapsulates the possible frustration that viewers get.
I really meant no offense with it, and I know what is making the wind go colder, too.
Although I don't know if kisses fuel the magic love bomb or it has to be hugs.
Shit, don't tell me it was done in extremely poor taste.
I thought it was a sort of funny 'main character is going to kiss the love interest but external factors impede that' kind of setup, which warranted a fake complain that encapsulates the possible frustration that viewers get.
I really meant no offense with it, and I know what is making the wind go colder, too.
Although I don't know if kisses fuel the magic love bomb or it has to be hugs.
>>106261
Pear decides she hasn’t talked enough. She had been silent the whole trip, and she must think she’s entitled to speak now
“Did you really think you were going to settle down and enjoy that money? The bandits you took it from probably felt the same way, and speed Reciew certainly did. And even before them it was taken by ponies who never were able to retire on it, who probably took it from ponies who mined it through forced labor. And when you get to Saltmane, heh. Surprise! The Fascists will claim it, as will other ponies, before the changelings come in. Never ending war and strife. Greed and self interest, never love for the fellow pony.... your libido does not count. Nothing less than the Windigo crisis saved ponykind from destroying itself before, and it will take nothing less than another windowing crisis, or a Nightmare Moon, to save the world from itself this time. You don’t care for your fellow pony because you feel like you don’t need them. So you fight them for the stuff you want. Only when you really do need your fellow pony to save yourself from something bigger than you, stronger than you - I assure you there are plenty of things out there bigger and stronger than even you - only then will there be peace, harmony, and heroism. Only then will death have more meaning to it than a few measly bits”
>>106269
I actually don’t know
>>106267
A miss
Pear decides she hasn’t talked enough. She had been silent the whole trip, and she must think she’s entitled to speak now
“Did you really think you were going to settle down and enjoy that money? The bandits you took it from probably felt the same way, and speed Reciew certainly did. And even before them it was taken by ponies who never were able to retire on it, who probably took it from ponies who mined it through forced labor. And when you get to Saltmane, heh. Surprise! The Fascists will claim it, as will other ponies, before the changelings come in. Never ending war and strife. Greed and self interest, never love for the fellow pony.... your libido does not count. Nothing less than the Windigo crisis saved ponykind from destroying itself before, and it will take nothing less than another windowing crisis, or a Nightmare Moon, to save the world from itself this time. You don’t care for your fellow pony because you feel like you don’t need them. So you fight them for the stuff you want. Only when you really do need your fellow pony to save yourself from something bigger than you, stronger than you - I assure you there are plenty of things out there bigger and stronger than even you - only then will there be peace, harmony, and heroism. Only then will death have more meaning to it than a few measly bits”
>>106269
I actually don’t know
>>106267
A miss
>>106271
Iron can't help but shiver at the increasingly lower temperatures that feels so alien to him.
He looks at Pear in disbelief.
"You mean to tell me you added yet another enemy to the list in the hopes that ponies rest their differences and fight the thing with friendship?"
Shaking his head, he continues. Hopefully without actually throwing that cold steam from the mouth due to the cold
"Union through necessity only lasts until the need is fulfilled. What makes you think this will have a lasting impact when the last time it happened simply lead us to this point in the future?"
Iron can't help but shiver at the increasingly lower temperatures that feels so alien to him.
He looks at Pear in disbelief.
"You mean to tell me you added yet another enemy to the list in the hopes that ponies rest their differences and fight the thing with friendship?"
Shaking his head, he continues. Hopefully without actually throwing that cold steam from the mouth due to the cold
"Union through necessity only lasts until the need is fulfilled. What makes you think this will have a lasting impact when the last time it happened simply lead us to this point in the future?"
>>106274
She grins, and nods. At least that’s what she seems to be doing. They are a bit further away, and a cloud has obscured the moon, making it harder to read her
“That’s exactly what I’m doing. Nothing else will do it, and it’s worked charmingly before.”
She adds
“Wouldn’t that be good fortune? To create a Golden age that lasts at least a generation, and a silver age for at least another one. I’ll consider myself to have accomplished something worthy of a lifetime, if all I’ve done is to buy a Golden age for a generation.”
The shadow seems to shake her head
“Where there are no heroes to ward off what lurks beyond the terrestrial sphere, the Nightmares return. Without the Tree of Harmony, were always destined to end up at this stage. It’s just a question of whether ponykind, or changelings, finishes them off first.”
The drop in temperature is significant, but also not that significant. About 10 degrees Celsius in only a few minutes, and it may drop further. The leaves of trees start to move as the wind blows, and a set of stars converge on the Evening Star, which continues casting its orangish glow
She grins, and nods. At least that’s what she seems to be doing. They are a bit further away, and a cloud has obscured the moon, making it harder to read her
“That’s exactly what I’m doing. Nothing else will do it, and it’s worked charmingly before.”
She adds
“Wouldn’t that be good fortune? To create a Golden age that lasts at least a generation, and a silver age for at least another one. I’ll consider myself to have accomplished something worthy of a lifetime, if all I’ve done is to buy a Golden age for a generation.”
The shadow seems to shake her head
“Where there are no heroes to ward off what lurks beyond the terrestrial sphere, the Nightmares return. Without the Tree of Harmony, were always destined to end up at this stage. It’s just a question of whether ponykind, or changelings, finishes them off first.”
The drop in temperature is significant, but also not that significant. About 10 degrees Celsius in only a few minutes, and it may drop further. The leaves of trees start to move as the wind blows, and a set of stars converge on the Evening Star, which continues casting its orangish glow
>>106275
Iron, even though she feels absolute disdain from her actions, mainly for endangering Cauldron can't help but sympathize with her.
"Is it really worth sacrificing your bonds with other ponies in misguided altrusim? To relinquish what you believe and destory the world because you did not like what you saw?"
He hugs the now probably scared zebra.
"I know why you had the gall to do this. You are lonely. After all, no actual friends to endanger means you can doom the present without remorse, am I correct?"
Iron, even though she feels absolute disdain from her actions, mainly for endangering Cauldron can't help but sympathize with her.
"Is it really worth sacrificing your bonds with other ponies in misguided altrusim? To relinquish what you believe and destory the world because you did not like what you saw?"
He hugs the now probably scared zebra.
"I know why you had the gall to do this. You are lonely. After all, no actual friends to endanger means you can doom the present without remorse, am I correct?"
>>106276
Yes. Zebra is scared shitless, looking up at the menacing sky
Pear remains silent, the subtleties of her precise reaction lost to the darkness
Yes. Zebra is scared shitless, looking up at the menacing sky
Pear remains silent, the subtleties of her precise reaction lost to the darkness
>>106277
Iron exhales.
"Now, how to activate the friendship power?" he utters to nopony in particular.
He decides to drag Pear and Grant closer to him and Cauldron.
(I know at least that we should be as close as possible to increase the potential of magic friendship.)
Iron exhales.
"Now, how to activate the friendship power?" he utters to nopony in particular.
He decides to drag Pear and Grant closer to him and Cauldron.
(I know at least that we should be as close as possible to increase the potential of magic friendship.)
>>106278
Uh... sure? Grant is bound and tied more neatly. Pear is only bound on the forelegs, and resists being moved
Uh... sure? Grant is bound and tied more neatly. Pear is only bound on the forelegs, and resists being moved
>>106279
Hey. Iron's trying to figure out the magic of friendship. Cut him some slack.
He stops dragging both of them up to the length of two forelegs between the Iron/Caudlron group and them.
Now he turns to Cauldron, both forelegs wrapped around her neck and resting his head next to hers, pulling her in for a tender yet firm hug.
"Do not fret, for I am here for you."
He gently nuzzles the side of her face he rested his head upon. "We can get through this, Cauldron," he whispers to it.
Hey. Iron's trying to figure out the magic of friendship. Cut him some slack.
He stops dragging both of them up to the length of two forelegs between the Iron/Caudlron group and them.
Now he turns to Cauldron, both forelegs wrapped around her neck and resting his head next to hers, pulling her in for a tender yet firm hug.
"Do not fret, for I am here for you."
He gently nuzzles the side of her face he rested his head upon. "We can get through this, Cauldron," he whispers to it.
>>106280
Some banging from behind and an “umph,” and Cauldron does not seem fully convinced
“The fuck are we going to do?”
Some banging from behind and an “umph,” and Cauldron does not seem fully convinced
“The fuck are we going to do?”
>>106281
"The only thing I can think of is to replicate what happened last time this happened."
His hug only gets tighter, as more nuzzling ensues in an attempt to calm her down.
"It seems the windigos do not like friendship, so the thing we need to do is to tap into the bond we have created between us to drive them away."
"The only thing I can think of is to replicate what happened last time this happened."
His hug only gets tighter, as more nuzzling ensues in an attempt to calm her down.
"It seems the windigos do not like friendship, so the thing we need to do is to tap into the bond we have created between us to drive them away."
>>106283
His head leaves her side to look into her blue eyes.
"Remember when I ate in your restaurant? I could not help but admire you for not ratting me out to the ones you probably considered as comrades. You had no reason to cover me up, but you did."
His head leaves her side to look into her blue eyes.
"Remember when I ate in your restaurant? I could not help but admire you for not ratting me out to the ones you probably considered as comrades. You had no reason to cover me up, but you did."
>>106287
Iron's ears flicker but his gaze does not leave Cauldron's eyes.
"And even after our rough start, you offered me a place to stay. You had no reason to do that, too, but you still did."
He can't help but crack a smile even against the odds of freezing to death for the ramblings of a madmare.
"You cared for me when you did not have to. You went along with doing a silly jog through the night and cooking me your delicious food simply to make me feel better."
A slight tilt of the head as his smile widens, the slight expression of fear somewhat apparent on his face either for being this sappy or the impending freezing.
"I cannot help but try to give back."
Iron's ears flicker but his gaze does not leave Cauldron's eyes.
"And even after our rough start, you offered me a place to stay. You had no reason to do that, too, but you still did."
He can't help but crack a smile even against the odds of freezing to death for the ramblings of a madmare.
"You cared for me when you did not have to. You went along with doing a silly jog through the night and cooking me your delicious food simply to make me feel better."
A slight tilt of the head as his smile widens, the slight expression of fear somewhat apparent on his face either for being this sappy or the impending freezing.
"I cannot help but try to give back."
>>106288
She smiles, warmly in contrast to the cool air
“Yes... yes. And thank you. You’ve been a great help these past few days”
She smiles, warmly in contrast to the cool air
“Yes... yes. And thank you. You’ve been a great help these past few days”
>>106289
Iron can't help but blush a little bit from her response.
"Have I really? At most I breezed through a couple of baddies and only now I am trying to give you a new life."
Iron can't help but blush a little bit from her response.
"Have I really? At most I breezed through a couple of baddies and only now I am trying to give you a new life."
>>106290
“Does my hell mean that much to you?” She asks, blushing
“That you would risk your life for that?”
“Does my hell mean that much to you?” She asks, blushing
“That you would risk your life for that?”
>>106291
Iron smiles, gaze soft yet confident.
"Of course it does, because I care about you, Cauldron. You are worth sacrificing the body over for you to reach a better life."
Iron smiles, gaze soft yet confident.
"Of course it does, because I care about you, Cauldron. You are worth sacrificing the body over for you to reach a better life."
>>106292
“That’s... that’s really nice if you. I don’t think I’ve been helped that way by a stallion outside of my familiar before”
“That’s... that’s really nice if you. I don’t think I’ve been helped that way by a stallion outside of my familiar before”
>>106293
"I am glad I am your first, then."
He goes for another hug, full of those warm and fuzzy feelings of love, from the stomach butterfiles to the intense blush on his face.
"I am also glad to have met you."
"I am glad I am your first, then."
He goes for another hug, full of those warm and fuzzy feelings of love, from the stomach butterfiles to the intense blush on his face.
"I am also glad to have met you."
>>106295
He feels content to simply be there, hugging Cauldron after expressing his feelings of gratitude and fondess of her. A hoof traces along her back, feeling the coarse texture while he dreamily smiles with his eyes closed.
"I am happy to be with you, Cauldron."
He feels content to simply be there, hugging Cauldron after expressing his feelings of gratitude and fondess of her. A hoof traces along her back, feeling the coarse texture while he dreamily smiles with his eyes closed.
"I am happy to be with you, Cauldron."
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>>106298
He reciprocates, lightly pressing his side into her.
He half-opens his eyes, lidded in a serene state of being as he awaits either death or salvation, looking at the convergance of her stripes.
(That is quite fitting in this situation.)
He awaits the feeling of the cold on his coat as he inhales deeply, feeling so light, free and happy.
He reciprocates, lightly pressing his side into her.
He half-opens his eyes, lidded in a serene state of being as he awaits either death or salvation, looking at the convergance of her stripes.
(That is quite fitting in this situation.)
He awaits the feeling of the cold on his coat as he inhales deeply, feeling so light, free and happy.
>>106300
More likely he's hoping this makes the windigos go away, but the revelation of she being into him in such a way makes him so happy he accepts this could be his final moments.
More likely he's hoping this makes the windigos go away, but the revelation of she being into him in such a way makes him so happy he accepts this could be his final moments.
>>106304
For the sake of understanding the scene, what was Iron’s last action with Pear? Was it saying something like “you don’t have love” then trying to make the point more firmly by displaying love with Cauldron? Or did I miss something?
For the sake of understanding the scene, what was Iron’s last action with Pear? Was it saying something like “you don’t have love” then trying to make the point more firmly by displaying love with Cauldron? Or did I miss something?
>>106305
More like she's starved of meaningful pony interaction aka she's lonely.
However, his main reason for the displays of affection is mainly to shoo away the windigos since if he shows companionship and affection, he understood that it drives away the windigos. The fact that Pear has to be a somewhat unwilling witness is a coincidence that could either warm her heart into regretting her decision and telling Iron the solution or make her even angrier in worst case scenario.
More like she's starved of meaningful pony interaction aka she's lonely.
However, his main reason for the displays of affection is mainly to shoo away the windigos since if he shows companionship and affection, he understood that it drives away the windigos. The fact that Pear has to be a somewhat unwilling witness is a coincidence that could either warm her heart into regretting her decision and telling Iron the solution or make her even angrier in worst case scenario.
Were my actions really that surprising?
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Is anypony out there?
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It does anypony want to play?
The lack of responses to GM is quite surprising.
>>106314
May as well continue more of the story...
The clouds eclipsing the moon pass, restoring the light. For much of the past several minutes, the evening star has looked strangely like a dead whale in an open blue and black ocean, set upon by a frenzy of circling white sharks, and bathing the water in its blood - as the celestial body, surrounded by nearby glowing white stars cast a reddish glow upon the whole night. Now, it appears that the Evening Star - which for so long bejeweled the night with its especially yellowish glow, now appears to have bled white and lost its color.
Below the stars the dim white light illuminates a land turned upside-down in a bizarre Saturnalia of weather. The wind continues in quick gusts, and the sound of rustling leaves replaces the former symphony of insect and animal noises of the jungle. All sounds of life have ceased. The dark wind blows from beyond the horizon and from above the thickening clouds, sending a chill wind that strips away the jungle heat that was so stifling just minutes before.
It starts to snow. This is not the light snow of first winter, sending large, fluffy snowflakes children try to catch in their mouths. This is not the dense snow of middle winter that covers the land in a thick blanket. Nor is it like a blizard that whites out the sky in an intense bombardment. It is a light snow. The snow flakes are tiny, the size of the tip of a pen, and the snowfall almost resembles a light drizzle. This snow did not come from any cloud, but from the air itself. The humidity of the jungle itself has frozen as it hung in the air. It now falls upon the palm trees, the bananas, the vines, and other tropical foliage.
All of this takes place around Iron and Cauldron as the grasp each other. Though Iron pays attention to none of it, some of it is felt, seen, or intuited regardless. But for all of that, the most interesting thing to take place unbeknownst to Iron over the past several minutes has taken place on the ground.
When Iron had Cauldron tie Pear, she tied her forelegs together. The reas legs were not tied down, nor her forelegs to her chest. When Iron moved Pear, she struggled to the greater extent When Iron locked his eyes on Cauldron, he abandoned his watch over the unsecured prisoner. Even as the quadruped was not able to right herself, she slinked away, inch by inch. She new that in the short grass on the rocky outcropping, not far off, lay the sharped obsidian. She dropped the piece of the Macuahuitl when she went to taught Dr. Grant. She knew approximately where it was. When she reached the still blood soaked glass shard, she rubbed the tie against it. Obsidian breaks along neat fissures, but it does not break as cleanly as polished steel. Along those sharp edges are tiny inconsistencies that give the glass blade an almost serrated quality. All the better for Pear, as it cuts rope nearly as well as it does throats. Soon enough, Pear is free. She does not hide her tail any longer
May as well continue more of the story...
The clouds eclipsing the moon pass, restoring the light. For much of the past several minutes, the evening star has looked strangely like a dead whale in an open blue and black ocean, set upon by a frenzy of circling white sharks, and bathing the water in its blood - as the celestial body, surrounded by nearby glowing white stars cast a reddish glow upon the whole night. Now, it appears that the Evening Star - which for so long bejeweled the night with its especially yellowish glow, now appears to have bled white and lost its color.
Below the stars the dim white light illuminates a land turned upside-down in a bizarre Saturnalia of weather. The wind continues in quick gusts, and the sound of rustling leaves replaces the former symphony of insect and animal noises of the jungle. All sounds of life have ceased. The dark wind blows from beyond the horizon and from above the thickening clouds, sending a chill wind that strips away the jungle heat that was so stifling just minutes before.
It starts to snow. This is not the light snow of first winter, sending large, fluffy snowflakes children try to catch in their mouths. This is not the dense snow of middle winter that covers the land in a thick blanket. Nor is it like a blizard that whites out the sky in an intense bombardment. It is a light snow. The snow flakes are tiny, the size of the tip of a pen, and the snowfall almost resembles a light drizzle. This snow did not come from any cloud, but from the air itself. The humidity of the jungle itself has frozen as it hung in the air. It now falls upon the palm trees, the bananas, the vines, and other tropical foliage.
All of this takes place around Iron and Cauldron as the grasp each other. Though Iron pays attention to none of it, some of it is felt, seen, or intuited regardless. But for all of that, the most interesting thing to take place unbeknownst to Iron over the past several minutes has taken place on the ground.
When Iron had Cauldron tie Pear, she tied her forelegs together. The reas legs were not tied down, nor her forelegs to her chest. When Iron moved Pear, she struggled to the greater extent When Iron locked his eyes on Cauldron, he abandoned his watch over the unsecured prisoner. Even as the quadruped was not able to right herself, she slinked away, inch by inch. She new that in the short grass on the rocky outcropping, not far off, lay the sharped obsidian. She dropped the piece of the Macuahuitl when she went to taught Dr. Grant. She knew approximately where it was. When she reached the still blood soaked glass shard, she rubbed the tie against it. Obsidian breaks along neat fissures, but it does not break as cleanly as polished steel. Along those sharp edges are tiny inconsistencies that give the glass blade an almost serrated quality. All the better for Pear, as it cuts rope nearly as well as it does throats. Soon enough, Pear is free. She does not hide her tail any longer
[1d20+9 = 21]
>>106318
Indeed he is. Speaking of, Silver works the bolt on his rifle, and fires again.
>>106318
Indeed he is. Speaking of, Silver works the bolt on his rifle, and fires again.
>>106317
Uh oh, yet again. This is what I get from panicking.
Iron ears flicker at the little snowflakes falling on them.
(Wait a second, why have I not heard any sort of monster screech all this time? It should have appeared by now that it has entered this stage, right?)
Iron cracks an eye open to watch the still empty but snowy surroundings.
Uh oh, yet again. This is what I get from panicking.
Iron ears flicker at the little snowflakes falling on them.
(Wait a second, why have I not heard any sort of monster screech all this time? It should have appeared by now that it has entered this stage, right?)
Iron cracks an eye open to watch the still empty but snowy surroundings.
>>106323
Iron won't admit it, but he flinches a little bit when the presumed Pear uttered those words.
He slowly cranes his head back to the voice, uneasy and conflicted from the partial validity of her ideas his action has given her.
"I wanted it to be a surprise when we got back."
Iron won't admit it, but he flinches a little bit when the presumed Pear uttered those words.
He slowly cranes his head back to the voice, uneasy and conflicted from the partial validity of her ideas his action has given her.
"I wanted it to be a surprise when we got back."
>>106324
“Only when you have no time left, do you discover you have time enough for love. Those pots of gold and jewelry don’t matter so much anymore, do they now?”
“Only when you have no time left, do you discover you have time enough for love. Those pots of gold and jewelry don’t matter so much anymore, do they now?”
>>106325
"I suppose they do not when faced with possible imminent death from ghost things that freeze you unless you go out of the way to display affection."
He looks back to the somewhat peaceful Cauldron.
"But the pots grant us the ability to influence the world around us for the betterment of the holders. To expand the available options a pony can decide on. Of course I will not care when death is close, since we would never have the chance to use it for our goals."
"I suppose they do not when faced with possible imminent death from ghost things that freeze you unless you go out of the way to display affection."
He looks back to the somewhat peaceful Cauldron.
"But the pots grant us the ability to influence the world around us for the betterment of the holders. To expand the available options a pony can decide on. Of course I will not care when death is close, since we would never have the chance to use it for our goals."
>>106326
“You’ve been ‘influencing the world around you’ the whole day. Already have several murders, desecration of a grave site, destruction of a temple, and not a dime in liquid cash. All that and you still didn’t think you were close to completing your goal of love. Do you need money to be a friend? Do you need big pots of gold to buy love? And if you really think you do, was love or friendship really your goal?”
“You’ve been ‘influencing the world around you’ the whole day. Already have several murders, desecration of a grave site, destruction of a temple, and not a dime in liquid cash. All that and you still didn’t think you were close to completing your goal of love. Do you need money to be a friend? Do you need big pots of gold to buy love? And if you really think you do, was love or friendship really your goal?”
>>106327
Iron stares at Pear as if he has insulted him.
"It is not simply about 'buying love', Pear. It is fueled by the desire to help her out!"
He stomps the forehoof further from Cauldron into the ground.
"I did it all for her!"
Iron stares at Pear as if he has insulted him.
"It is not simply about 'buying love', Pear. It is fueled by the desire to help her out!"
He stomps the forehoof further from Cauldron into the ground.
"I did it all for her!"
>>106328
“Then know that what I did, I did for all of you.”
She pauses for a moment
“These cavern entrances were thought to be gates to the underworld... you’d best vacate from here”
“Then know that what I did, I did for all of you.”
She pauses for a moment
“These cavern entrances were thought to be gates to the underworld... you’d best vacate from here”
[2d8 = 12]
>>106329
Iron can't help but be confused, but believes it to be the best outcome in all honesty.
Standing up while propping Cauldron to her hooves herself, he casually goes for the pots and starts doing the whole tying up thing.
Iron can't help but be confused, but believes it to be the best outcome in all honesty.
Standing up while propping Cauldron to her hooves herself, he casually goes for the pots and starts doing the whole tying up thing.
>>106332
The pots are still there, lying on the ground
Cauldron: “you’re still going for those?”
Pear vacillates, but ultimately decides to go back for Dr. Grant, and very quickly slices the two ties binding him, whispers something, then prances off into the forest
The pots are still there, lying on the ground
Cauldron: “you’re still going for those?”
Pear vacillates, but ultimately decides to go back for Dr. Grant, and very quickly slices the two ties binding him, whispers something, then prances off into the forest
>>106333
Iron looks back to Cauldron, determined yet with a slight tinge of guilt.
"I am," he answers stubbornly as he does the whole pot bondage activity. "I made a promise to you and I am not going to back down from it."
Iron looks back to Cauldron, determined yet with a slight tinge of guilt.
"I am," he answers stubbornly as he does the whole pot bondage activity. "I made a promise to you and I am not going to back down from it."
>>106334
The binds are still there, ready to be placed on. The wind continues blowing
“How does this change our plans?”
From off in the distance, there is s rumble, and a great number of birds fly into the air. Parrots, macaws, larks, they fly at in hordes into the sky with ‘caws’ that ring loudly. As soon as they leave the trees, many, or perhaps most of them are caught by the wind, swept away, or cast back into the trees. But the few that can manage dare not return below the trees, to that shelter where they avoided the winds just moments before
The binds are still there, ready to be placed on. The wind continues blowing
“How does this change our plans?”
From off in the distance, there is s rumble, and a great number of birds fly into the air. Parrots, macaws, larks, they fly at in hordes into the sky with ‘caws’ that ring loudly. As soon as they leave the trees, many, or perhaps most of them are caught by the wind, swept away, or cast back into the trees. But the few that can manage dare not return below the trees, to that shelter where they avoided the winds just moments before
>>106335
Iron darts his head from side to side sporadically, not believing what she's saying, slowing his resolve down to pick up the binds of the pots.
"What about the whole new business we talked about earlier?"
Iron darts his head from side to side sporadically, not believing what she's saying, slowing his resolve down to pick up the binds of the pots.
"What about the whole new business we talked about earlier?"
>>106336
For a full moment, she looks at Iron, silent. Then she speaks
“You’re right. We’ve gone too far to back down.”
She picks up a pot, and starts to tie it to Iron
The ground shakes in a loud quake
Roll balance
For a full moment, she looks at Iron, silent. Then she speaks
“You’re right. We’ve gone too far to back down.”
She picks up a pot, and starts to tie it to Iron
The ground shakes in a loud quake
Roll balance
[1d20 = 9]
>>106338
Iron can't help but feel off about her previous outburst, but the shaking ground prevents him from thinking it any further.
Now, rolling balance. As expected,
there's no dex bonus or ranks in it.
>>106338
Iron can't help but feel off about her previous outburst, but the shaking ground prevents him from thinking it any further.
Now, rolling balance. As expected,
there's no dex bonus or ranks in it.
[1d2 = 2]
>>106339
Iron trembles, and half falls before catching himself with spread legs
“Hurry though”
>>106339
Iron trembles, and half falls before catching himself with spread legs
“Hurry though”
>>106341
From the cavern itself comes a piercing shriek, and a loud “ROAR!”
Grant stumbles over himself, and flees into the forest
From the cavern itself comes a piercing shriek, and a loud “ROAR!”
Grant stumbles over himself, and flees into the forest
Aw fuck.
Iron's ears flicker and he hurries even more in strapping all those pots, as well as trying to catch a glance at what in the everloving heck just made that sound.
Hopefully this is the last turn he has to do this.
Iron's ears flicker and he hurries even more in strapping all those pots, as well as trying to catch a glance at what in the everloving heck just made that sound.
Hopefully this is the last turn he has to do this.
I wrote a lot, then an extremely belligerent defense attorney came in and that was an experience... it was lost when I opened my phone again
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Just... Dear God
>>106346
I'm expecting, like, a 3 paragraph description of the creature, with at least six lines of text each.
Also, that defense attorney can go fuck right off. I never expected those guys to be such douches.
I'm expecting, like, a 3 paragraph description of the creature, with at least six lines of text each.
Also, that defense attorney can go fuck right off. I never expected those guys to be such douches.
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>>106347
>three paragraph description of the creature
>description of the creature
>the creature
You’re adorable
another fun thing came up, this time involving a guy who somehow managed to get as far as a completion of a pretrial diversion on a criminal case before it was noticed that he gave a different person’s name when he was arrested
>three paragraph description of the creature
>description of the creature
>the creature
You’re adorable
another fun thing came up, this time involving a guy who somehow managed to get as far as a completion of a pretrial diversion on a criminal case before it was noticed that he gave a different person’s name when he was arrested
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[1d20+9 = 22]
>>106337
Anyways, might as well roll for Silver's next attack for when Starry boi comes back.
"Это один вниз." Silver works the sweet instrument in his hooves, and fires a shot at the other wolf skeleton.
>>106337
Anyways, might as well roll for Silver's next attack for when Starry boi comes back.
"Это один вниз." Silver works the sweet instrument in his hooves, and fires a shot at the other wolf skeleton.
>>106343
Iron’s eyes rest upon the three big black rocks of the cave entrance, covered with snow, and illuminated by a strobing blue light. Snow, coming in thick and sideways, rising away from the entrance in flurries like dust stirred by a wind. Iron can see noting but blackness coming from the entrance itself.
The formerly blood red skies above are covered in clouds, which stretch high into the stratosphere as great cumulonimbi. Lightning jumps between clouds in a near constant stream, bathing the jungle in flashing blue light. Iron might feel as if he were inside of a Tesla coil - a child’s plaything - if the globe of a Tesla coil engulfed the whole world, from horizon to horizon.
The whole scene is distorted as if by static by layers of snow that land on the palm trees and rubber plants, which shake off the snow with their reverberations in the wind, only to be covered again. Thus the whole juggle appears as s strange blur of constantly moving and flashing green, blue, and white.
Iron’s eyes rest upon the three big black rocks of the cave entrance, covered with snow, and illuminated by a strobing blue light. Snow, coming in thick and sideways, rising away from the entrance in flurries like dust stirred by a wind. Iron can see noting but blackness coming from the entrance itself.
The formerly blood red skies above are covered in clouds, which stretch high into the stratosphere as great cumulonimbi. Lightning jumps between clouds in a near constant stream, bathing the jungle in flashing blue light. Iron might feel as if he were inside of a Tesla coil - a child’s plaything - if the globe of a Tesla coil engulfed the whole world, from horizon to horizon.
The whole scene is distorted as if by static by layers of snow that land on the palm trees and rubber plants, which shake off the snow with their reverberations in the wind, only to be covered again. Thus the whole juggle appears as s strange blur of constantly moving and flashing green, blue, and white.
>>106355
Oh gee golly, so the actual danger is still freezing.
Dangit I thought the windigos were a trick to distract Iron and make her escape.
I hope you don't mind I assume the pot collecting is done.
Iron can't help but feel a sense of pure dread encapsulate his whole being from the scene, making him shiver far more than the cold could ever achieve.
Making sure to fasten the last of the pots on his person, he looks to Cauldron.
"Where should we go now?"
Oh gee golly, so the actual danger is still freezing.
Dangit I thought the windigos were a trick to distract Iron and make her escape.
I hope you don't mind I assume the pot collecting is done.
Iron can't help but feel a sense of pure dread encapsulate his whole being from the scene, making him shiver far more than the cold could ever achieve.
Making sure to fasten the last of the pots on his person, he looks to Cauldron.
"Where should we go now?"
>>106356
“I... don’t know”
Lightning flashes, wind, and snow. Black Cauldron’s blacker stripes are increasingly hidden under snow that rests upon her body
“I... don’t know”
Lightning flashes, wind, and snow. Black Cauldron’s blacker stripes are increasingly hidden under snow that rests upon her body
>>106357
Iron shrugs.
"I know where."
He grabs Cauldron by the hoof in case they get lost somehow in the snow.
"We are getting out of here!"
With that, he runs out in a straight line at a not so fast 60 feet per turn.
(As long as we do not run in circles, we should be fine. I hope I do not get a cold from this.)
Yes. I have sinned. The hoofholding out of wedlock was absolutely necessary.
Iron shrugs.
"I know where."
He grabs Cauldron by the hoof in case they get lost somehow in the snow.
"We are getting out of here!"
With that, he runs out in a straight line at a not so fast 60 feet per turn.
(As long as we do not run in circles, we should be fine. I hope I do not get a cold from this.)
Yes. I have sinned. The hoofholding out of wedlock was absolutely necessary.
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I'm dying from all the suspense of the mist is giving me.
Does Pear know what's going on? Why is she trying to be a priestess of death? Will she survive and live on as its new vessel or succumb to death?
What about the PC/Honorary PC NPC duo. Will they make it well? Suffer from some sort of affliction? Be plagued by thoughts of pure destruction and the killing of everypony they don't care about?
A player's mind can spawn a lot of ideas when in this sort of panicky state.
Does Pear know what's going on? Why is she trying to be a priestess of death? Will she survive and live on as its new vessel or succumb to death?
What about the PC/Honorary PC NPC duo. Will they make it well? Suffer from some sort of affliction? Be plagued by thoughts of pure destruction and the killing of everypony they don't care about?
A player's mind can spawn a lot of ideas when in this sort of panicky state.
Okay, I am out of work now I had to stay late in a futile attempt to complete some research
>>106354
It cracks a pair of ribs, but it is not dead
>>106354
It cracks a pair of ribs, but it is not dead
>>106358
And the overladen Iron tries to make his way through the end of the outcropping, and into the forest, he is battered by a piercing cold wind that howls like the hounds of hell. The pots jingle like coins in a pocket, and both sounds compete with the thunder, which sounds like a drum beat, each new blast coming in long before the last has concluded. The almost suffocating humidity of the junbgle air has been replaced by a cold dryness that makes it difficult for Iron to keep his eyes open.
The two trod into the edges of the forest. Walking through the rainforest is risky under the best of circumstances. Diseases and, animals, and monsters hide under its thick, tall canopy, and the jungles swallow up many travelers and adventurers each year. While these edges are illuminated by the strobes of lightning, Iron and cauldron go in further to a realm of darkness, dark even in daytime. The drum beat of thunder shakes the lower foliage, even that which is sheltered from some of the winds by the thick canopy. Snow trickles down, stopped by the canopy,but shaken off as the trees shake in the wind. Lightning hits trees, and some fall to the ground from the winds.
And the overladen Iron tries to make his way through the end of the outcropping, and into the forest, he is battered by a piercing cold wind that howls like the hounds of hell. The pots jingle like coins in a pocket, and both sounds compete with the thunder, which sounds like a drum beat, each new blast coming in long before the last has concluded. The almost suffocating humidity of the junbgle air has been replaced by a cold dryness that makes it difficult for Iron to keep his eyes open.
The two trod into the edges of the forest. Walking through the rainforest is risky under the best of circumstances. Diseases and, animals, and monsters hide under its thick, tall canopy, and the jungles swallow up many travelers and adventurers each year. While these edges are illuminated by the strobes of lightning, Iron and cauldron go in further to a realm of darkness, dark even in daytime. The drum beat of thunder shakes the lower foliage, even that which is sheltered from some of the winds by the thick canopy. Snow trickles down, stopped by the canopy,but shaken off as the trees shake in the wind. Lightning hits trees, and some fall to the ground from the winds.
>>106362
"I wonder if Curwhinny could have predicted how advanced firearms would become, when he first made these undead." Silver pulls the bolt back on the empty rifle, lines a new clip up, and pushes the new rounds into the rifle.
"I wonder if Curwhinny could have predicted how advanced firearms would become, when he first made these undead." Silver pulls the bolt back on the empty rifle, lines a new clip up, and pushes the new rounds into the rifle.
>>106363
Iron ponders his options, turning to Cauldron.
"Do you have a magic thing to start fires or something to at least light the way forward?"
Unless flashlight machine broke,
of course.
Iron ponders his options, turning to Cauldron.
"Do you have a magic thing to start fires or something to at least light the way forward?"
Unless flashlight machine broke,
of course.
>>106366
Iron can't help but widen his eyes at the imposing sound.
"Definitely going away from that noise!"
He starts the run again while hoofholding Cauldron along.
Iron can't help but widen his eyes at the imposing sound.
"Definitely going away from that noise!"
He starts the run again while hoofholding Cauldron along.
>>106367
It’s an awkward run. Iron is weighed down by the massive pots, considerably slowing him. Plants and bushes get in the way, as do dead trees. Iron almost stumbles over a dead dear, bleeding from its eyes
It’s an awkward run. Iron is weighed down by the massive pots, considerably slowing him. Plants and bushes get in the way, as do dead trees. Iron almost stumbles over a dead dear, bleeding from its eyes
>>106368
As expected.
Iron's sense of dread intensifies over the dead bear whose eyes are bleeding while he tries to run away from it.
(What is going on?!)
"Cauldron, close your eyes! I'll guide us through!"
As expected.
Iron's sense of dread intensifies over the dead bear whose eyes are bleeding while he tries to run away from it.
(What is going on?!)
"Cauldron, close your eyes! I'll guide us through!"
[1d20 = 13]
[1d20 = 7]
[1d20 = 8]
>>106370
>Three luck rolls
Holy shiet. It's like you're asking for disaster.
Wish me luck.
[1d20 = 7]
[1d20 = 8]
>>106370
>Three luck rolls
Holy shiet. It's like you're asking for disaster.
Wish me luck.
>>106371
Iron trudges up the side of the hill as lightning crashes down around him. From behind, he hears something. Something big. If he were a bit more familiar with the scene, it could be compared to a steam freight train at full speed, charging towards them. Iron crests the top of the hill, and sees through the canopy the lake guarded by the Wirraway. Beyond it is a hill, and the River
Iron trudges up the side of the hill as lightning crashes down around him. From behind, he hears something. Something big. If he were a bit more familiar with the scene, it could be compared to a steam freight train at full speed, charging towards them. Iron crests the top of the hill, and sees through the canopy the lake guarded by the Wirraway. Beyond it is a hill, and the River
>>106375
"И закончил!" Silver lowers his rifle. As far as he knows, those were the last undead within the catacombs, aside from Curwhinny, sealed away in his sarcophagus.
"И закончил!" Silver lowers his rifle. As far as he knows, those were the last undead within the catacombs, aside from Curwhinny, sealed away in his sarcophagus.
>>106378
I don't like how Dark Star stays around a couple days, then disappears for long periods of time lasting weeks, and I don't like breaking up Iron's story in small parts across days...
I don't like how Dark Star stays around a couple days, then disappears for long periods of time lasting weeks, and I don't like breaking up Iron's story in small parts across days...
>>106381
I understand that frustration. I've dealt with it plenty of times, and it can get very aggravating when you feel like you're stuck someplace with your wheels spinning. I would say to just have Dark Star leave to go do some more planning on his upcoming mission so he doesn't hold everything up, but I don't know if Dark Star is going to be gone for only a couple days or a couple weeks. Fingers crossed he shows up this weekend, at least.
>After a character says “you should leave here. It’s literally a gateway to Hell and I expect the God of Death to be coming out very soon,” he literally “casually,” yes, “casually” goes to try to spend ten fucking minutes staring in front of the gate of hell to encumber himself to make it hard to run away as the apocalypse is happening in the middle of nowhere
I guess we know what his priorities are, at least? I'd probably just GTFO in that situation, but it would be hard leaving behind THAT much potential money. Which I suppose is why he's taking it.
I understand that frustration. I've dealt with it plenty of times, and it can get very aggravating when you feel like you're stuck someplace with your wheels spinning. I would say to just have Dark Star leave to go do some more planning on his upcoming mission so he doesn't hold everything up, but I don't know if Dark Star is going to be gone for only a couple days or a couple weeks. Fingers crossed he shows up this weekend, at least.
>After a character says “you should leave here. It’s literally a gateway to Hell and I expect the God of Death to be coming out very soon,” he literally “casually,” yes, “casually” goes to try to spend ten fucking minutes staring in front of the gate of hell to encumber himself to make it hard to run away as the apocalypse is happening in the middle of nowhere
I guess we know what his priorities are, at least? I'd probably just GTFO in that situation, but it would be hard leaving behind THAT much potential money. Which I suppose is why he's taking it.
>>106382
I’m going to be out both this weekend and next weekend, then court starts back up again that next week
I’m going to be out both this weekend and next weekend, then court starts back up again that next week
>>106379
>>106382
Sorry about the whole not being up until GM goes to sleep. I haven't been sleeping properly. Yesterday I think I only slept like 2 or 3 hours.
>mfw when my actions communicate I am not actually scared of the thing.
Iron is indeed encumbering himself because he is stubborn and won't leave behind what he won and want to use for Cauldron.
He knows it's a huge risk, but he has to try. Also yes, I am indeed scared.
Although the creature literally charging towards Iron and Cauldron is going to be quite tougher to deal with now. Thankfully it's a jungle,
so there should be obstacles to halt its advance.
>>106374
Iron, seeing the Wirraway in front of him, has an idea.
With Cauldron in hoof and pots on him, he bolts to it, being sure to swerve behind any sort of trees in order to weaken the charge the creature is doing by having the crash against them instead of him and Cauldron.
"Cauldron! I can see the Wirraway! Do you think you can manage to use the weapon back there?!"
>>106382
Sorry about the whole not being up until GM goes to sleep. I haven't been sleeping properly. Yesterday I think I only slept like 2 or 3 hours.
>mfw when my actions communicate I am not actually scared of the thing.
Iron is indeed encumbering himself because he is stubborn and won't leave behind what he won and want to use for Cauldron.
He knows it's a huge risk, but he has to try. Also yes, I am indeed scared.
Although the creature literally charging towards Iron and Cauldron is going to be quite tougher to deal with now. Thankfully it's a jungle,
so there should be obstacles to halt its advance.
>>106374
Iron, seeing the Wirraway in front of him, has an idea.
With Cauldron in hoof and pots on him, he bolts to it, being sure to swerve behind any sort of trees in order to weaken the charge the creature is doing by having the crash against them instead of him and Cauldron.
"Cauldron! I can see the Wirraway! Do you think you can manage to use the weapon back there?!"
>>106387
Cauldron yells at Iron, clearly exasperated
“RUN FASTER, DAMN IT!”
She nimbly darts over bushes and fallen trees, while Iron has much more difficulty dealing with the undergrowth. The deep rain forests, thankfully, are clearer than the bush or smaller canopied forests. The dense canopies 30 meters up block out the sunlight, killing smaller plants that would normally constitute undergrowth, and impede any movement. Half the time, Iron traverses in sheer darkness that makes it impossible to see the trees in front of him. Half the time, all glows in blue light from lightning that manages to shine through the canopy. Sometimes, the lightning pierced through the canopy itself, hitting trees, and sending them crashing down.
Cauldron answer Iron's question with another question
“Against what?”
Iron walls over more than one great, colorful dead bird. Their hollow-boned skeletons have been smashed to pieces when the wind blew them into trees.
Cauldron yells at Iron, clearly exasperated
“RUN FASTER, DAMN IT!”
She nimbly darts over bushes and fallen trees, while Iron has much more difficulty dealing with the undergrowth. The deep rain forests, thankfully, are clearer than the bush or smaller canopied forests. The dense canopies 30 meters up block out the sunlight, killing smaller plants that would normally constitute undergrowth, and impede any movement. Half the time, Iron traverses in sheer darkness that makes it impossible to see the trees in front of him. Half the time, all glows in blue light from lightning that manages to shine through the canopy. Sometimes, the lightning pierced through the canopy itself, hitting trees, and sending them crashing down.
Cauldron answer Iron's question with another question
“Against what?”
Iron walls over more than one great, colorful dead bird. Their hollow-boned skeletons have been smashed to pieces when the wind blew them into trees.
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>>106394
I hope nothing's wrong with me,
cuz hotdamn I have made a lot of mistakes today.
>>106388
"I am trying!"
Iron, clearly troubled by all the terrain issues and even more sudden dead bodies of the fauna, starts to think this is not something bullets are going to solve.
"NEVERMIND! We keep moving towards the River! Maybe if we follow it, we can get out of this god's range!"
With that, he changes course towards it.
(Maybe the Wirraway will fend it off? I hope so.)
I hope nothing's wrong with me,
cuz hotdamn I have made a lot of mistakes today.
>>106388
"I am trying!"
Iron, clearly troubled by all the terrain issues and even more sudden dead bodies of the fauna, starts to think this is not something bullets are going to solve.
"NEVERMIND! We keep moving towards the River! Maybe if we follow it, we can get out of this god's range!"
With that, he changes course towards it.
(Maybe the Wirraway will fend it off? I hope so.)
>>106395
Through an opening to web in the canopy by a falling tree, Iron sees the other hill, and the lake, which has frozen over in the cold. The lake is in the way of the transit to the opposing hill
Through an opening to web in the canopy by a falling tree, Iron sees the other hill, and the lake, which has frozen over in the cold. The lake is in the way of the transit to the opposing hill
>>106396
I assume the hill is where I should be going in terms of running to civilization.
Praying the balance checks help me. Also possibly luck depending on
Iron, desperate to get away from this, tries to go to the other hill without much hesitation crossing through the lake.
(I cannot stop, for it may catch me!)
I assume the hill is where I should be going in terms of running to civilization.
Praying the balance checks help me. Also possibly luck depending on
Iron, desperate to get away from this, tries to go to the other hill without much hesitation crossing through the lake.
(I cannot stop, for it may catch me!)
>>106397
As Iron nears the lake, he looses sight of it through the canopy. The trees steadily become smaller, and so the undergrowth becomes thicker, making travel more difficult. Cauldron goes ahead of Iron and tries to quickly slash vines and bushes out of the way. As the trees become smaller the roar of the winds becomes greater, and the bushes shake.
Iron comes to the lake side. There is some snow build up on the lake surface, though most of what falls down is swept away immediately by the winds. It’s getting hard to see the other side. The sky remains a realm of electric blue fire, while a number of lightning strikes are sent down into the forest canopies
As Iron nears the lake, he looses sight of it through the canopy. The trees steadily become smaller, and so the undergrowth becomes thicker, making travel more difficult. Cauldron goes ahead of Iron and tries to quickly slash vines and bushes out of the way. As the trees become smaller the roar of the winds becomes greater, and the bushes shake.
Iron comes to the lake side. There is some snow build up on the lake surface, though most of what falls down is swept away immediately by the winds. It’s getting hard to see the other side. The sky remains a realm of electric blue fire, while a number of lightning strikes are sent down into the forest canopies
>>106398
Iron, seeing how the animals' eyes bled out for standing still, prays to whatever god controls the water and starts walking on the ice to cross the other side faster.
(I do not want to imagine what happened to those poor creatures.)
Iron, seeing how the animals' eyes bled out for standing still, prays to whatever god controls the water and starts walking on the ice to cross the other side faster.
(I do not want to imagine what happened to those poor creatures.)
>>106399
Cauldron lopes on out ahead of Iron as they both run towards the center of the small lake. Over towards their right, and on the other side, the Wirraway sits submerged as a silent guardian.
Iron is now exposed, and he feels the full, cold wind against him. The ruined town is up there, on the hill. And again, Iron feels as if he is inside of a planet-sized Tesla coil orb, played with by supernatural forces the same way a child in science class would. Blizzard snow makes his vision appear as if in static.
Cauldron lopes on out ahead of Iron as they both run towards the center of the small lake. Over towards their right, and on the other side, the Wirraway sits submerged as a silent guardian.
Iron is now exposed, and he feels the full, cold wind against him. The ruined town is up there, on the hill. And again, Iron feels as if he is inside of a planet-sized Tesla coil orb, played with by supernatural forces the same way a child in science class would. Blizzard snow makes his vision appear as if in static.
>>106400
Does that include having a fuzzy coat and mane?
As the fuzziness of Iron's coat both from the cold and the static, Iron's worry levels increases as his own sight acquires a static effect.
(Wirraway give us strength!) he thinks to himself as he bolts towards it.
Does that include having a fuzzy coat and mane?
As the fuzziness of Iron's coat both from the cold and the static, Iron's worry levels increases as his own sight acquires a static effect.
(Wirraway give us strength!) he thinks to himself as he bolts towards it.
>>106401
There is no static in the air that is not related to the constant aggressive lightning strikes, and if Iron’s cost really is rising from a sudden surge of static electricity, then Iron should be fucking terrified.
There is no static in the air that is not related to the constant aggressive lightning strikes, and if Iron’s cost really is rising from a sudden surge of static electricity, then Iron should be fucking terrified.
>>106402
Big native not smart.
Iron may see his hair as more pointy than usual for how scared he is.
Still, the Wirraway calls him in a vain hope that it will help him.
Big native not smart.
Iron may see his hair as more pointy than usual for how scared he is.
Still, the Wirraway calls him in a vain hope that it will help him.
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Okay, I am back
Is Iron kill?
>>106411
I guess? But I can say that it doesn’t look like Dark Star will show and who knows how long that could be
>>106411
I guess? But I can say that it doesn’t look like Dark Star will show and who knows how long that could be
>>106412
In that case, it would be a good idea.
I will ill miss this dank place when we depart. Silver makes his way back out to his cart, still full of supplies he bought earlier. "Really thought I would use all of this today. Suppose I have all of this for rainy day."
Still though, it's in the way of his work. He drops his supplies off in the farm's basement while he takes the cart back into the catacombs.
So, I suppose he can take his time to put as many books as he can into cart, since there's no more undead...I think.
In that case, it would be a good idea.
I will ill miss this dank place when we depart. Silver makes his way back out to his cart, still full of supplies he bought earlier. "Really thought I would use all of this today. Suppose I have all of this for rainy day."
Still though, it's in the way of his work. He drops his supplies off in the farm's basement while he takes the cart back into the catacombs.
So, I suppose he can take his time to put as many books as he can into cart, since there's no more undead...I think.
>>106415
Silver wiggles and forces his cart through the narrow turns of the catacomb tunnels, into the subterranean structure
Silver wiggles and forces his cart through the narrow turns of the catacomb tunnels, into the subterranean structure
>>106416
I am very glad I bought this cart. The catacombs (likely) seem quiet now, with the lack of undead menace. Silver is very glad for it.
He stops at the library, and begins to remove books from their shelves and onto his cart. Surely it can not take more than couple more trips to finish this.
I am very glad I bought this cart. The catacombs (likely) seem quiet now, with the lack of undead menace. Silver is very glad for it.
He stops at the library, and begins to remove books from their shelves and onto his cart. Surely it can not take more than couple more trips to finish this.
>>106417
In fairness, they were quiet before. A bit damp, and fairly cool
There are not many books left
In fairness, they were quiet before. A bit damp, and fairly cool
There are not many books left
>>106418
Silver continues, until either his cart can't take any more, or until the shelves are empty.
Silver continues, until either his cart can't take any more, or until the shelves are empty.
>>106421
I suppose I will have to be careful while proceeding forward. I might be able to keep it in cart with magic, I do not know. He'll have to come back for what books he can salvage from the burnt library, but for now he heads back on the way to the Grand Baltimare Hotel.
I suppose I will have to be careful while proceeding forward. I might be able to keep it in cart with magic, I do not know. He'll have to come back for what books he can salvage from the burnt library, but for now he heads back on the way to the Grand Baltimare Hotel.
>>106424
"Phew! That was workout!" Silver unhitches himself from his cart to bring some books inside.
"Phew! That was workout!" Silver unhitches himself from his cart to bring some books inside.
>>106426
"Nothing like hard day's work!" He heads for Blue's office, figuring that would be the best place to drop the books off.
"Nothing like hard day's work!" He heads for Blue's office, figuring that would be the best place to drop the books off.
>>106427
>>106401
Iron gallops with all that he can for how heavy he is, and he is very heavy. The ruins are in sight over the top of the hill, and the Wirraway is much closer. Cauldron lopes over the ice, jumping though snow, ahead of Iron. They are a little more than half way over the lake when it happens. It’s hard to hear over the drumbeat if thunder, but there is a distinct crack under Cauldron, who jumps up away, and Iron cones after her. The ice breaks under Iron’s right hoof first, causing him to break through to the water underneath, and loose balance, the left one breaks through, then his whole body slides forward towards the water. Into the water
>>106401
Iron gallops with all that he can for how heavy he is, and he is very heavy. The ruins are in sight over the top of the hill, and the Wirraway is much closer. Cauldron lopes over the ice, jumping though snow, ahead of Iron. They are a little more than half way over the lake when it happens. It’s hard to hear over the drumbeat if thunder, but there is a distinct crack under Cauldron, who jumps up away, and Iron cones after her. The ice breaks under Iron’s right hoof first, causing him to break through to the water underneath, and loose balance, the left one breaks through, then his whole body slides forward towards the water. Into the water
>>106432
If Silver was a more immature pony, he might have commented on the phrasing of that sentence. "Got another cartload of books for you. Outside of hooffull of books I have yet to recover from burned library, this is it."
If Silver was a more immature pony, he might have commented on the phrasing of that sentence. "Got another cartload of books for you. Outside of hooffull of books I have yet to recover from burned library, this is it."
>>106429
Uh oh.
Iron's current sliding towards the water was, admittedly, very obviously going to happen due to how heavy he is.
Can he roll jump to try and get off the path of inminent water splashing time?
Uh oh.
Iron's current sliding towards the water was, admittedly, very obviously going to happen due to how heavy he is.
Can he roll jump to try and get off the path of inminent water splashing time?
>>106436
He sets the books in his hooves down and nods to her. "You want to take look? Maybe you could tell me little bit about what they are about."
He sets the books in his hooves down and nods to her. "You want to take look? Maybe you could tell me little bit about what they are about."
>>106436
Well then. I guess it's swimming time.
Iron futilely grasps at the ice in order to have some sort of leverage and not fall into the water. With the pots on him, he might just drown like the story Pear said.
(Nononononono. Wirraway, help me!)
He can't help but feel like he's another example of greed killing a pony.
Well then. I guess it's swimming time.
Iron futilely grasps at the ice in order to have some sort of leverage and not fall into the water. With the pots on him, he might just drown like the story Pear said.
(Nononononono. Wirraway, help me!)
He can't help but feel like he's another example of greed killing a pony.
>>106437
Skies comes out.
“Sure, I will take a look”
She does not answer Silver’d second question
>>106438
Cauldron stops, looks around, and runs back to Iron
“Iron!” She goes behind him, and tries to pulls his tail with her mouth to keep him from going in. He slips further regardless, into the water.
The water is actually not that cold. It’s cooler than it would normally be at this time of the year, but the ice and snow have insulated it, and keep most of its heat from being sucked away
Skies comes out.
“Sure, I will take a look”
She does not answer Silver’d second question
>>106438
Cauldron stops, looks around, and runs back to Iron
“Iron!” She goes behind him, and tries to pulls his tail with her mouth to keep him from going in. He slips further regardless, into the water.
The water is actually not that cold. It’s cooler than it would normally be at this time of the year, but the ice and snow have insulated it, and keep most of its heat from being sucked away
>>106439
Iron concedes that it's not that bad. However, he needs to hurry.
Iron uses his small brain to speculate the amount of distance left between his position and the other side of the lake while hopefully not be dragged down into the abyss.
Iron concedes that it's not that bad. However, he needs to hurry.
Iron uses his small brain to speculate the amount of distance left between his position and the other side of the lake while hopefully not be dragged down into the abyss.
>>106439
Not exactly like he was desparately wanting that question answered. He leads the way out to the cart. "So, I heard Dark Star was injured on that mission of his. He said he almost died."
Not exactly like he was desparately wanting that question answered. He leads the way out to the cart. "So, I heard Dark Star was injured on that mission of his. He said he almost died."
[1d20 = 2]
>>106442
Okok!
Iron struggles to go back to the surface, trying to go the furthest.
Rolling swim without mods.
>>106442
Okok!
Iron struggles to go back to the surface, trying to go the furthest.
Rolling swim without mods.
>>106442
"It is good to see he pulled through so well." He grabs a bunch of books when they get out to the cart. "What was mission about, even?"
"It is good to see he pulled through so well." He grabs a bunch of books when they get out to the cart. "What was mission about, even?"
[1d20 = 20]
>>106445
>deep enough
At this point, a simple water level just atop the head is deep enough.
Iron, feeling the slow, periodical entrance of water in his nostrils, decides to simply start walking in the water towards the other side while also trying to rise up.
Rolling swim again to speed things up.
>>106445
>deep enough
At this point, a simple water level just atop the head is deep enough.
Iron, feeling the slow, periodical entrance of water in his nostrils, decides to simply start walking in the water towards the other side while also trying to rise up.
Rolling swim again to speed things up.
>>106449
"I don't know... Honestly I was expecting it to be some pony else back at the station. It could have been her partner too"
"I don't know... Honestly I was expecting it to be some pony else back at the station. It could have been her partner too"
>>106450
"Whatever reason they were there, I imagine there were other infiltrators in that department, who are likely running for hills now that one of their own has been killed."
"Whatever reason they were there, I imagine there were other infiltrators in that department, who are likely running for hills now that one of their own has been killed."
>>106451
She shakes her head
"That won't be enough to scare them off. Maybe if they think all officers will be tested now. But otherwise, they stay in place until they themselves are caught"
She shakes her head
"That won't be enough to scare them off. Maybe if they think all officers will be tested now. But otherwise, they stay in place until they themselves are caught"
>>106453
Silver gives her a disbelieving look. "You think there is even remote chance they would not test all of their officers?"
Silver gives her a disbelieving look. "You think there is even remote chance they would not test all of their officers?"
Somewhere, an autist is stuck at a bus station, while a bat “Eeeeeeeeeeeeee”s inside his head
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>>106462
Yep, a whole LOTTA new niggers. I had to try and explain (simply) what I was watching (4cc) to one lady
Yep, a whole LOTTA new niggers. I had to try and explain (simply) what I was watching (4cc) to one lady
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>>106465
She took it well. It was during the /ck/ /y/ match (hey, that’s funny, cky) and I could tell that “that’s the cooking team, and that team is a into gay comics” was not what she was expecting
She took it well. It was during the /ck/ /y/ match (hey, that’s funny, cky) and I could tell that “that’s the cooking team, and that team is a into gay comics” was not what she was expecting
>>106470
>GM is at pool
>Iron is underwater
I'd say it's a funny coincidence.
WATER IS TRYING TO CONQUER ALL OF THE REALITIES. WAKE UP SHEEPLE
>GM is at pool
>Iron is underwater
I'd say it's a funny coincidence.
WATER IS TRYING TO CONQUER ALL OF THE REALITIES. WAKE UP SHEEPLE
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Okay, I may be able to proceed with some stories
>>106480
Last I recall, Brie was waiting for the officer drone to accede to his demands to enter the Hegemony with weapons
Last I recall, Brie was waiting for the officer drone to accede to his demands to enter the Hegemony with weapons
>>106483
He adds
“Operations in East Equestria have become... more difficult. There’s the crackdown in Manehattan, and in the Baltimare area one of our operatives was discovered. Can you handle it?”
He adds
“Operations in East Equestria have become... more difficult. There’s the crackdown in Manehattan, and in the Baltimare area one of our operatives was discovered. Can you handle it?”
>>106485
“But can you avoid getting caught? Being caught does not merely mean a death sentence for our agents. It means a danger to the hive. This can entangle international relations.”
“But can you avoid getting caught? Being caught does not merely mean a death sentence for our agents. It means a danger to the hive. This can entangle international relations.”
>>106488
Dark Star is at the catacombs, but silver has gone to pick up the books and then deliver them to Blue Skies
Dark Star is at the catacombs, but silver has gone to pick up the books and then deliver them to Blue Skies
>>106487
“You’re missing out on the elegant simplicity of my plan. I don’t plan to hide at all. I plan to become a bombastic and ominous figure in the Baltimare society. The criminal that everyone knows about but no one can catch, stop, or obstruct. And that’s where your infiltrators come in (the ones replacing Comte and his lot, I think Kerr and Wesley said there were 6 in total). They - while subtly and carefully replacing those ponies who are already secretive and criminal - are going to oppose and combat my efforts with the legitimacy of their respective positions! The presence of a new power in the underworld will supply countless opportunities for further infiltration!”
He visibly tones it down. “It will be easy. And since I’m the one who will stick out like a sore thumb and can pass any changeling detection test, all I have to do is not get convicted.” He finishes with a smirk.
“You’re missing out on the elegant simplicity of my plan. I don’t plan to hide at all. I plan to become a bombastic and ominous figure in the Baltimare society. The criminal that everyone knows about but no one can catch, stop, or obstruct. And that’s where your infiltrators come in (the ones replacing Comte and his lot, I think Kerr and Wesley said there were 6 in total). They - while subtly and carefully replacing those ponies who are already secretive and criminal - are going to oppose and combat my efforts with the legitimacy of their respective positions! The presence of a new power in the underworld will supply countless opportunities for further infiltration!”
He visibly tones it down. “It will be easy. And since I’m the one who will stick out like a sore thumb and can pass any changeling detection test, all I have to do is not get convicted.” He finishes with a smirk.
>>106492
"Splendid. Of course, there are logistics to work out, methods of relaying information and all that, but then the first step for me would be to return to Baltimare and start making some noise, am I correct?"
"Splendid. Of course, there are logistics to work out, methods of relaying information and all that, but then the first step for me would be to return to Baltimare and start making some noise, am I correct?"
>>106494
there's more than 1? i think the only one he knows about is the burnt one. so that's where he goes.
there's more than 1? i think the only one he knows about is the burnt one. so that's where he goes.
>>106495
>>106495
“Perhaps you misunderstand. I do not have the authority to approve any measures across the border. I mean that you are approved to speak to somebug who does have the authority.”
>>106496
It has hardly been touched. Most books are reduced to ashes, some remain. The smell of the burnt books lingers in the air
>>106495
“Perhaps you misunderstand. I do not have the authority to approve any measures across the border. I mean that you are approved to speak to somebug who does have the authority.”
>>106496
It has hardly been touched. Most books are reduced to ashes, some remain. The smell of the burnt books lingers in the air
>>106497
"Ah, very well then. I assume there is some sort of notice or letter, or something of that nature to take with us as we venture? To prevent us from being accidentally killed."
"Ah, very well then. I assume there is some sort of notice or letter, or something of that nature to take with us as we venture? To prevent us from being accidentally killed."
"I will have to get a better idea of references and terms. The best I've managed so far is Jungetiere for the young ones."
>>106501
“That can be arranged. There is a colony outside of what used to be known as ‘Whinnyapolis,’ up the road. You can meet with a higher ranking official there.”
>>106502
The outsides have been burned away, even in those books where the insides have survived
>>106503
“Nymphs for younger changelings that have lost their larval characteristics, hatchlings for newly born larve, Workers for.... Well, there isn’t really a gender in ponies to compare them to. I guess, ‘infertile female’ is the closest equivalent. Drone is the term for a male, and females, egg-laying females, are Queens. And when speaking with a queen.... be sure to use all of your well learned pony politesse when speaking to then. They do not tolerate any slights.”
“That can be arranged. There is a colony outside of what used to be known as ‘Whinnyapolis,’ up the road. You can meet with a higher ranking official there.”
>>106502
The outsides have been burned away, even in those books where the insides have survived
>>106503
“Nymphs for younger changelings that have lost their larval characteristics, hatchlings for newly born larve, Workers for.... Well, there isn’t really a gender in ponies to compare them to. I guess, ‘infertile female’ is the closest equivalent. Drone is the term for a male, and females, egg-laying females, are Queens. And when speaking with a queen.... be sure to use all of your well learned pony politesse when speaking to then. They do not tolerate any slights.”
>>106508
Assuming their business and meeting is concluded, Brie gets up to leave (did he sit? I think he would have sat at some point).
Assuming their business and meeting is concluded, Brie gets up to leave (did he sit? I think he would have sat at some point).
>>106509
The Griffin Pantheon includes a number of gods. Boreas, god of winds and chief among them. This god is the official god of the more theocratic governments. Arcturus is the god of light. This god is favored by paladin orders. The god Mar is the god of madness and death, who may grant favors to certain worshipers... worship of him is banned in almost all jurisdictions
>>106510
Yes, he would have been sitting. The drone nods, and he goes out. The secretary is typing up the document, takes it out of his typewriter, and hands it over with a hateful expression
The Griffin Pantheon includes a number of gods. Boreas, god of winds and chief among them. This god is the official god of the more theocratic governments. Arcturus is the god of light. This god is favored by paladin orders. The god Mar is the god of madness and death, who may grant favors to certain worshipers... worship of him is banned in almost all jurisdictions
>>106510
Yes, he would have been sitting. The drone nods, and he goes out. The secretary is typing up the document, takes it out of his typewriter, and hands it over with a hateful expression
>>106512
Brie winks playfully, accepting the document. "I trust all my possessions and those of my entourage are in good keeping?"
Brie winks playfully, accepting the document. "I trust all my possessions and those of my entourage are in good keeping?"
>>106514
The creature looks at him
“Ich spreche kein Pony”
From through the still open door
“Yes, they have not been touched. Unless they went on some ‘adventure’”
>>106513
Well, the preeminent reason would seem to be the god’s thirst. Specifically, the god’s thirst for the blood of sacrifices. Innocents preferred. He also may induce madness in his followers, as well as endowing them with a range of magical powers
The creature looks at him
“Ich spreche kein Pony”
From through the still open door
“Yes, they have not been touched. Unless they went on some ‘adventure’”
>>106513
Well, the preeminent reason would seem to be the god’s thirst. Specifically, the god’s thirst for the blood of sacrifices. Innocents preferred. He also may induce madness in his followers, as well as endowing them with a range of magical powers
>>106515
“Mein Shlect.”
“Danke schon” he calls out, nodding to the drone and with an obvious degree of satisfaction, waltzes back to acquire his equipment.
“Mein Shlect.”
“Danke schon” he calls out, nodding to the drone and with an obvious degree of satisfaction, waltzes back to acquire his equipment.
Ive got some non-bus transiting to do, so I’m gonna adjourn here for now
>>106519
Have a good trip!
>>106520
The text is in Ann unidentifiable language. All that can be understood are images of hyenas around fires in dances, rituals involving smoke, and the carcass of a... zebra, with ribs cracked open and organs removed. An organ - probably a heart, possibly a liver - is offered by a hyena to what looks like a very large hyena standing on its hind legs in an unsettling way
Have a good trip!
>>106520
The text is in Ann unidentifiable language. All that can be understood are images of hyenas around fires in dances, rituals involving smoke, and the carcass of a... zebra, with ribs cracked open and organs removed. An organ - probably a heart, possibly a liver - is offered by a hyena to what looks like a very large hyena standing on its hind legs in an unsettling way
>>106524
"Hmmmm maybe i can find a copy at one of the libraries around town? i would like to read this one."
"Hmmmm maybe i can find a copy at one of the libraries around town? i would like to read this one."
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>>106526
Weird unicorn shit. Spells include transmutation if common objects, water creation, illusion magic, and so forth
Weird unicorn shit. Spells include transmutation if common objects, water creation, illusion magic, and so forth
>>106530
"these ones are pretty boring."
Dark star brings the books to the cart. he slips the gnoll one into his vest before he leaves.
"these ones are pretty boring."
Dark star brings the books to the cart. he slips the gnoll one into his vest before he leaves.
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Hello?
>>106561
Oh whoops. Lemme clean that off of you.
*rubs Silver with foreleg*
That should teach you not to disturb other ponies' snouts.
Look at me. Look at me. We GM now
Oh whoops. Lemme clean that off of you.
*rubs Silver with foreleg*
That should teach you not to disturb other ponies' snouts.
Look at me. Look at me. We GM now
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>>106454
Blue Skies shakes her head by half, and responds
"Maybe, but it's not necessarily so simple. There are a great number of officers that would need to be tested. Something like a thousand in Baltimare PD, a equal number in other jurisdictions in the Baltimare department, about as many officers as that combined amount in Moonlight shores and Duskaway, besides a large number of support staff. And who would do the testing? About a third of our own IS police have been siphoned off by the Manehattan collaborationist government for their own little frolic. We've lost our area's pony territorial gendarmes for the same reason, besides the consistent problem of the Army mobilizing the new territorials who volunteer. Baltimare PD itself, despite its size, is short staffed, since so many of them either volunteered into the Equestrian Army - they were exempt from conscription - or quit after the war, because they did not want to be indirect collaborators. And then, not just any pony can administer the test. They have to be specially trained to administer it and interpret the results. And you need to have two of them together to administer the test because of the possibility of one of them being replaced or otherwise compromised. Plus you have to a couple armed guards in case you do find a changeling, and she reacts. And then if you have the ponies there to test them, you still have to get the officers there to be tested. Many of them will be out on patrol.
There's also the issue of willpower to do the tests. Baltimare PD finds changeling infiltration embarrassing, and might want to cover it up rather than risk exposing more. The Caretaker government might rather not risk antagonizing a large foreign government by trying to expose changelings. And then, there may be ways of getting around it. For instance, its known that ponies with certain eye conditions, or even just iris colors on the blue green spectrum - by far the most common changeling eye colors - can show up as false positives. There are other tests to verify whether a suspected pony is a changeling, but it still gives the opportunity to try to wiggle your way out of it."
Blue Skies shakes her head by half, and responds
"Maybe, but it's not necessarily so simple. There are a great number of officers that would need to be tested. Something like a thousand in Baltimare PD, a equal number in other jurisdictions in the Baltimare department, about as many officers as that combined amount in Moonlight shores and Duskaway, besides a large number of support staff. And who would do the testing? About a third of our own IS police have been siphoned off by the Manehattan collaborationist government for their own little frolic. We've lost our area's pony territorial gendarmes for the same reason, besides the consistent problem of the Army mobilizing the new territorials who volunteer. Baltimare PD itself, despite its size, is short staffed, since so many of them either volunteered into the Equestrian Army - they were exempt from conscription - or quit after the war, because they did not want to be indirect collaborators. And then, not just any pony can administer the test. They have to be specially trained to administer it and interpret the results. And you need to have two of them together to administer the test because of the possibility of one of them being replaced or otherwise compromised. Plus you have to a couple armed guards in case you do find a changeling, and she reacts. And then if you have the ponies there to test them, you still have to get the officers there to be tested. Many of them will be out on patrol.
There's also the issue of willpower to do the tests. Baltimare PD finds changeling infiltration embarrassing, and might want to cover it up rather than risk exposing more. The Caretaker government might rather not risk antagonizing a large foreign government by trying to expose changelings. And then, there may be ways of getting around it. For instance, its known that ponies with certain eye conditions, or even just iris colors on the blue green spectrum - by far the most common changeling eye colors - can show up as false positives. There are other tests to verify whether a suspected pony is a changeling, but it still gives the opportunity to try to wiggle your way out of it."
>>106580
I wasn't expecting a post with such a short notice.
You ay have to wait an hour before he responds back.
I wasn't expecting a post with such a short notice.
You ay have to wait an hour before he responds back.
>>106448
Iron rights himself in the water, and presses his hooves down in the mud. The bottom is a bit odd feeling, as much dead plant life ends up here, and who knows what else is in this lake and on its bottom. From above, a sound and a diving figure. It's Cauldron, diving in for Iron, and trying to tug him up, with little success. Iron is able to paddle and walk forward to some real degree, with the weight of the gold on him giving him traction he would otherwise lack
Iron rights himself in the water, and presses his hooves down in the mud. The bottom is a bit odd feeling, as much dead plant life ends up here, and who knows what else is in this lake and on its bottom. From above, a sound and a diving figure. It's Cauldron, diving in for Iron, and trying to tug him up, with little success. Iron is able to paddle and walk forward to some real degree, with the weight of the gold on him giving him traction he would otherwise lack
>>106582
Darn. This is not good.
Iron, deciding not to jeopardize Cauldron's possibilities of having water-free lungs, points to the edge of the lake opposite of the temple, moving his forelegs in a punching motion and then pointing at the ice.
(I go to edge underwater and punch my way through the ice. I hope I made that clear.)
After this, he points at Cauldron and the opening available, followed by the water punching and pointing the ice again.
(You go outside and try to help break the ice.)
Darn. This is not good.
Iron, deciding not to jeopardize Cauldron's possibilities of having water-free lungs, points to the edge of the lake opposite of the temple, moving his forelegs in a punching motion and then pointing at the ice.
(I go to edge underwater and punch my way through the ice. I hope I made that clear.)
After this, he points at Cauldron and the opening available, followed by the water punching and pointing the ice again.
(You go outside and try to help break the ice.)
>>106580
"Hmm...well, I suppose one would not have to test all of their employees. You could make public-enough showing of changeling testing using only small sample size to give appearance of complete testing. You would not catch them in act, but it might be enough to dislodge them and remove one more threat to stability in region." Silver carries a bunch of books to Blue Skies' office. "I do not know fix for willpower issue, but I do know that Chrysalis would not dedicate group of her valued infiltrators for just any high-risk long-term job, especially not something as simple as reconnaissance. If there were infiltrators in Baltimare PD, then it is clear there was something in Baltimare PD that Chrysalis wanted done, something very important to her and her cause."
"Hmm...well, I suppose one would not have to test all of their employees. You could make public-enough showing of changeling testing using only small sample size to give appearance of complete testing. You would not catch them in act, but it might be enough to dislodge them and remove one more threat to stability in region." Silver carries a bunch of books to Blue Skies' office. "I do not know fix for willpower issue, but I do know that Chrysalis would not dedicate group of her valued infiltrators for just any high-risk long-term job, especially not something as simple as reconnaissance. If there were infiltrators in Baltimare PD, then it is clear there was something in Baltimare PD that Chrysalis wanted done, something very important to her and her cause."
>>106583
She looks at him with massively wide eyes, and a definite expression of fear. She points a hoot up, then down at the pots, the a swiping motion, then back up at the opening
>>106584
"Who knows... It could be as simple as wanting to safeguard honeybees from getting caught by monitoring the police situation. I can tell you though infiltrators running away isn't really the desired outcome. It's catching them"
She looks at him with massively wide eyes, and a definite expression of fear. She points a hoot up, then down at the pots, the a swiping motion, then back up at the opening
>>106584
"Who knows... It could be as simple as wanting to safeguard honeybees from getting caught by monitoring the police situation. I can tell you though infiltrators running away isn't really the desired outcome. It's catching them"
[1d20 = 12]
>>106585
Godangit. I want a Cauldron potion business!
Iron uses the magic of empathy to try and understand if she means he needs to leave the pots or Cauldron is saying she'll take the pots off one by one and getting them to the surface.
>>106585
Godangit. I want a Cauldron potion business!
Iron uses the magic of empathy to try and understand if she means he needs to leave the pots or Cauldron is saying she'll take the pots off one by one and getting them to the surface.
[1d20 = 9]
>>106587
Dangit, I knew she'd say that, specially after the whole blossoming of romantic interest.
Before committing to the action Cauldron wants to do to ensure Iron's well-being, he attempts to swim up towards the opening in case he has the strength to do it.
I roll a swim check for it.
>>106587
Dangit, I knew she'd say that, specially after the whole blossoming of romantic interest.
Before committing to the action Cauldron wants to do to ensure Iron's well-being, he attempts to swim up towards the opening in case he has the strength to do it.
I roll a swim check for it.
>>106585
"To pick their brains, so to speak, for what it is they were looking for and how much they have sent back to hives. From personal experience, watching Equestrian Army deal with infiltrators in their ranks, that is always preferred outcome, but it is difficult to do, even on small-scale. At scale of entire army division, or entire police department, it feels almost impossible, so most settled for plugging leaks."
Silver continues to bring books from the cart to the office. "Traditional methods will not work to catch them. You will need to find way to either quarantine small groups of them at time for testing, or to test them all at once."
"To pick their brains, so to speak, for what it is they were looking for and how much they have sent back to hives. From personal experience, watching Equestrian Army deal with infiltrators in their ranks, that is always preferred outcome, but it is difficult to do, even on small-scale. At scale of entire army division, or entire police department, it feels almost impossible, so most settled for plugging leaks."
Silver continues to bring books from the cart to the office. "Traditional methods will not work to catch them. You will need to find way to either quarantine small groups of them at time for testing, or to test them all at once."
>>106589
Stomping his hoof on the ground in frustration, he decides to accept Cauldron's offer in order not to risk her drowning as well.
However, he places his foreleg over three of the pots, trying to at least get something out of it.
(Cut the ones that are out of the foreleg's cover. That should lighten the load enough to maybe make it out of here.)
Since I go from heavy load to medium load by losing about 160lbs if I'm not mistaken.
Stomping his hoof on the ground in frustration, he decides to accept Cauldron's offer in order not to risk her drowning as well.
However, he places his foreleg over three of the pots, trying to at least get something out of it.
(Cut the ones that are out of the foreleg's cover. That should lighten the load enough to maybe make it out of here.)
Since I go from heavy load to medium load by losing about 160lbs if I'm not mistaken.
>>106592
Silver is silent for a bit while he considers this. "Do you believe they would be willing to cooperate with Black Hooves, should you all decide you are ones to administer testing?"
Silver is silent for a bit while he considers this. "Do you believe they would be willing to cooperate with Black Hooves, should you all decide you are ones to administer testing?"
>>106592
The amount is 5 pots maximum, each weighting 80lbs each. 1 pot would be light load, 2-3 is medium and 4-5 is heavy load. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to walk at all.
As for the option to go with it...
Iron, instead of complying with the extremely worried zebra and confident of his ability not to drown in a pool of water, starts the trek towards the edge.
Something worth mentioning. I have either 13 or 1 round/s of not drowning depending on what character score means. After that it's a fort save not to inhale the water, which should be helped by endurance.
The amount is 5 pots maximum, each weighting 80lbs each. 1 pot would be light load, 2-3 is medium and 4-5 is heavy load. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to walk at all.
As for the option to go with it...
Iron, instead of complying with the extremely worried zebra and confident of his ability not to drown in a pool of water, starts the trek towards the edge.
Something worth mentioning. I have either 13 or 1 round/s of not drowning depending on what character score means. After that it's a fort save not to inhale the water, which should be helped by endurance.
>>106595
Iron dismisses the neurotic zebra, and tries to walk on along the bottom
>>106596
“The current police chief was confirmed in place after the surrender, and while the administration has not been loyal enough to be reliable as an instrument of the caretaker government, neither have they been rebellious. Besides, if they didn’t comply, we could just dissolve the current administrative structure and replace it with a new one. The SSA has ultimate authority to do pretty much anything in the occupied regions, so long as it is in keeping with its mission.”
Iron dismisses the neurotic zebra, and tries to walk on along the bottom
>>106596
“The current police chief was confirmed in place after the surrender, and while the administration has not been loyal enough to be reliable as an instrument of the caretaker government, neither have they been rebellious. Besides, if they didn’t comply, we could just dissolve the current administrative structure and replace it with a new one. The SSA has ultimate authority to do pretty much anything in the occupied regions, so long as it is in keeping with its mission.”
>>106597
Iron does so, maintaining a straight line towards the edge furthest from the temple and the scary things that spawned with it.
(I cannot say whether it is safer down here or above ground where everything bleeds from the eyes.)
Iron does so, maintaining a straight line towards the edge furthest from the temple and the scary things that spawned with it.
(I cannot say whether it is safer down here or above ground where everything bleeds from the eyes.)
>>106597
"Perhaps I am wrong in my assessment, but I do not think it would be outside of abilities of Black Hooves to take over administration of changeling testing, should Black Hooves determine it to be severe enough security threat and they get complete cooperation of police administration."
"Perhaps I am wrong in my assessment, but I do not think it would be outside of abilities of Black Hooves to take over administration of changeling testing, should Black Hooves determine it to be severe enough security threat and they get complete cooperation of police administration."
[1d20 = 5]
>>106600
nervous sweating
Anything in particular or just swimming rolls?
I'll go with just one swimming roll to play it safe.
>>106600
nervous sweating
Anything in particular or just swimming rolls?
I'll go with just one swimming roll to play it safe.
>>106601
Suffice it to say that he is less successful in pulling himself forward now than he was earlier
Suffice it to say that he is less successful in pulling himself forward now than he was earlier
[1d20 = 11]
>>106602
Oh I see now.
Iron perseveres in his stubborn decision.
(I have to give it my all! I must prove myself worthy!)
>>106602
Oh I see now.
Iron perseveres in his stubborn decision.
(I have to give it my all! I must prove myself worthy!)
>>106600
"Through traditional methods, perhaps, but there are multiple ways to find changelings as you said. Skilled mage could use magic to divinate location of any disguised changelings inside department. You could covertly put specific chemicals into department's water or coffee supply to force them to drop their disguises; even infiltrators have to maintain appearances, including participating in traditional workplace rituals like normal ponies do. I heard they found special kind of electrical pulse that is harmless to ponies but extraordinarily painful to changelings during war, but I do not know how substantiated those rumors are."
"Through traditional methods, perhaps, but there are multiple ways to find changelings as you said. Skilled mage could use magic to divinate location of any disguised changelings inside department. You could covertly put specific chemicals into department's water or coffee supply to force them to drop their disguises; even infiltrators have to maintain appearances, including participating in traditional workplace rituals like normal ponies do. I heard they found special kind of electrical pulse that is harmless to ponies but extraordinarily painful to changelings during war, but I do not know how substantiated those rumors are."
>>106605
Silver can only shrug. "In truth, I do not know if there is. But I do know that best solutions to problems tend to be simplest. At very least trying something is better than doing nothing." He gives a half-joking smile. "Perhaps solution is waving bright light throughout department for changelings to follow?"
Silver can only shrug. "In truth, I do not know if there is. But I do know that best solutions to problems tend to be simplest. At very least trying something is better than doing nothing." He gives a half-joking smile. "Perhaps solution is waving bright light throughout department for changelings to follow?"
>>106607
Silver remains confused about this reaction. He tilts his head at the appearant astonishment. "Something wrong?"
Silver remains confused about this reaction. He tilts his head at the appearant astonishment. "Something wrong?"
>>106615
I don’t even know. It made sense at midnight last night while I was staring at my phone in the dark
I don’t even know. It made sense at midnight last night while I was staring at my phone in the dark
>>106617
I just wanted to continue a trend where she misunderstands Silver’s jokes, and is shocked at something innocuous
I just wanted to continue a trend where she misunderstands Silver’s jokes, and is shocked at something innocuous
>>106623
"He has asked me to help him in his endeavors. I was hoping you had more information on people or groups of interest, or other relevant information which might prove useful. Or that you knew who to go to for such information."
"He has asked me to help him in his endeavors. I was hoping you had more information on people or groups of interest, or other relevant information which might prove useful. Or that you knew who to go to for such information."
>>106624
“Oh. Yes. Let me look”
Skies goes back to her office, and peer support through files on her desk. Then she looks through a black file folder of Manila files, also on her desk. She moves over to the counter space by the wall, looks over files, then through her shelf, and at last over to her couch, where she moves her jacket and finds a file
“Here it is. This is the file with more information”
“Oh. Yes. Let me look”
Skies goes back to her office, and peer support through files on her desk. Then she looks through a black file folder of Manila files, also on her desk. She moves over to the counter space by the wall, looks over files, then through her shelf, and at last over to her couch, where she moves her jacket and finds a file
“Here it is. This is the file with more information”
>>106625
"Ah, Спасибо! This should help tremendously." Silver sets his current load of books down to look through the file.
"Ah, Спасибо! This should help tremendously." Silver sets his current load of books down to look through the file.
>>106627
That would probably take too long. A quick flip-through for now.
"Would it be against regulation for me to take this with me? It seems like expansive read."
That would probably take too long. A quick flip-through for now.
"Would it be against regulation for me to take this with me? It seems like expansive read."
>>106629
"No, that would be ridiculous. I simply wish to be able to go through this before mission. Lower chances of somepony getting seriously injured, or worse."
"No, that would be ridiculous. I simply wish to be able to go through this before mission. Lower chances of somepony getting seriously injured, or worse."
>>106632
Silver does so, sitting down in an available seat. "At least this time, Dark Star will have me to take bullets for him, should it come to blows."
Silver does so, sitting down in an available seat. "At least this time, Dark Star will have me to take bullets for him, should it come to blows."
>>106639
Silver smiles at her. "Thank you, but I know I am just doing for him what he would do for me. I will do my best to ensure that next time you see him will not be in hospital."
Silver smiles at her. "Thank you, but I know I am just doing for him what he would do for me. I will do my best to ensure that next time you see him will not be in hospital."
>>106642
"Yes, I am still sorry to hear what happened." He reaches over and pets the blue Pegasus. "I have not told him as much, yet, but should it come to either saving my life, or saving his own, I hope he will make right choice, and leave me behind."
"Yes, I am still sorry to hear what happened." He reaches over and pets the blue Pegasus. "I have not told him as much, yet, but should it come to either saving my life, or saving his own, I hope he will make right choice, and leave me behind."
>>106644
"That is not to say I have any plans of dying." Silver continues to pet her. He tries to think of ways to change the subject so he does not depress Skies. "I hope work is treating you well."
"That is not to say I have any plans of dying." Silver continues to pet her. He tries to think of ways to change the subject so he does not depress Skies. "I hope work is treating you well."
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>>106658
Silver leans back in his chair and closes his eyes, as if reminiscing on some past memory. "I wanted to be adventurer. I wanted to be big, brave pony who would face all kinds of different monsters, brave ruins for gold and jewels, help ponies..." He sounds almost sad on that last part. "I do not know, just listening to those stories of legendary ponies who would risk life and limb to protect those who can not protect themselves, who would explore every corner and crevasse this world had to offer, who would learn about those legends who had come before and add to their legacy with their own deeds of valor...it stuck with me. It is part of reason I trained so much under my father."
Silver leans back in his chair and closes his eyes, as if reminiscing on some past memory. "I wanted to be adventurer. I wanted to be big, brave pony who would face all kinds of different monsters, brave ruins for gold and jewels, help ponies..." He sounds almost sad on that last part. "I do not know, just listening to those stories of legendary ponies who would risk life and limb to protect those who can not protect themselves, who would explore every corner and crevasse this world had to offer, who would learn about those legends who had come before and add to their legacy with their own deeds of valor...it stuck with me. It is part of reason I trained so much under my father."
>>106659
“Well... at least it appeared to you as a dream to be obtained. Not a birthright you were denied”
“Well... at least it appeared to you as a dream to be obtained. Not a birthright you were denied”
>>106661
Silver gives her a sad, understanding look before continuing. "When I turned 18, and left home to find my dream, it did not take me long to find that those stories I had heard in my youth were just that: stories, of long-dead and ancient ponies who had already made their fortunes, who had already explored the world over. There was no more room for adventurers like me. I almost went broke, and would have been forced to retreat back home, tail between my legs, when I finally found work which made use of my skills. Courier work, guard duty, teaching certain ponies lessons. It was rarely heroic work, and at times...unsavory, to put it lightly, but it payed well enough. I survived, but it felt...wrong. Even when I helped ponies likes that, I was not doing it because it was good, or because it was right thing to do, but because I was getting payed. It became more about money than anything, and as much as part of me was sick at this realization...what could I do? I felt like I was slowly losing myself, having to put aside my morals just to survive."
Silver gives her a sad, understanding look before continuing. "When I turned 18, and left home to find my dream, it did not take me long to find that those stories I had heard in my youth were just that: stories, of long-dead and ancient ponies who had already made their fortunes, who had already explored the world over. There was no more room for adventurers like me. I almost went broke, and would have been forced to retreat back home, tail between my legs, when I finally found work which made use of my skills. Courier work, guard duty, teaching certain ponies lessons. It was rarely heroic work, and at times...unsavory, to put it lightly, but it payed well enough. I survived, but it felt...wrong. Even when I helped ponies likes that, I was not doing it because it was good, or because it was right thing to do, but because I was getting payed. It became more about money than anything, and as much as part of me was sick at this realization...what could I do? I felt like I was slowly losing myself, having to put aside my morals just to survive."
>>106653
Dark Star picks up the scorched books and i guess he continues looking for silver in the catacombs
Dark Star picks up the scorched books and i guess he continues looking for silver in the catacombs
>>106669
Silver would probably tell him before leaving. If not, Dark Star would find out after looking for him and failing to find him
Silver would probably tell him before leaving. If not, Dark Star would find out after looking for him and failing to find him
>>106677
"I suppose so." Silver lets out a sigh, but he smiles at Blue Skies. "Listen, I just want to thank you again. You, Dark Star, everypony else I have met over these past few days I would consider my friend. You all have kept this old stallion grounded and sane. I could not ask for better companionship, or better companions."
"I suppose so." Silver lets out a sigh, but he smiles at Blue Skies. "Listen, I just want to thank you again. You, Dark Star, everypony else I have met over these past few days I would consider my friend. You all have kept this old stallion grounded and sane. I could not ask for better companionship, or better companions."
>>106699
Felipe is a Minotaur, my man
Also sorry i sperged at you last time, i was Depressed at the time.
Felipe is a Minotaur, my man
Also sorry i sperged at you last time, i was Depressed at the time.
>>106698
"Oh, hello Dark Star, thank you." Silver shows him the file for their mission. "Ms. Skies here has this file for mission of yours."
"Oh, hello Dark Star, thank you." Silver shows him the file for their mission. "Ms. Skies here has this file for mission of yours."
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>>106705
Completed my thesis. Unfortunately, studies are ongoing so I won't be joining except as an observer anytime soon.
Completed my thesis. Unfortunately, studies are ongoing so I won't be joining except as an observer anytime soon.
>>106704
"I would recommend that you go through it. It might just help us avoid ending up in hospital."
Silver stands up to stretch his limbs. "I do not suppose you brought back all of burned books?"
"I would recommend that you go through it. It might just help us avoid ending up in hospital."
Silver stands up to stretch his limbs. "I do not suppose you brought back all of burned books?"
>>106708
"Nope, You Took off with the Cart, I Couldnt Bring Them All. I Did Find an Interesting one though. i think i'll try to find an unburnt copy in one of the libraries."
"Nope, You Took off with the Cart, I Couldnt Bring Them All. I Did Find an Interesting one though. i think i'll try to find an unburnt copy in one of the libraries."
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>>106707
Was your thesis in Economics?
I wish I had the math skills to do a masters or PhD in Economics
Also, do you want a link to the most relevant, or the best posts?
Was your thesis in Economics?
I wish I had the math skills to do a masters or PhD in Economics
Also, do you want a link to the most relevant, or the best posts?
>>106709
"I see. You will have to tell me what it is about later. Now, I must get back to it. I promised Skies that I would finish bringing books back today, and I have some other hopefully-small things to do as well."
"I see. You will have to tell me what it is about later. Now, I must get back to it. I promised Skies that I would finish bringing books back today, and I have some other hopefully-small things to do as well."
>>106710
Finance. I'm actually a fraud and not actually an economist, I just like to read economics books more than business news.
Best posts pls, but I suppose I'll go through the millions of words written so far anyway.
Finance. I'm actually a fraud and not actually an economist, I just like to read economics books more than business news.
Best posts pls, but I suppose I'll go through the millions of words written so far anyway.
>>106713
I mean, I said he was going to, but you never actually posted anything about the file after that.
I mean, I said he was going to, but you never actually posted anything about the file after that.
>>106713
Gonna be in the shower. If you need Silver's actions while I'm gone, he's going to look at the file if he hasn't already, then continue bringing books into Skies' office.
Gonna be in the shower. If you need Silver's actions while I'm gone, he's going to look at the file if he hasn't already, then continue bringing books into Skies' office.
>>106718
Well, there have been many very interesting happenings. I've linked some of my favorite posts that I have written, mostly world-building and exposition. Not to say that more interesting things have not happened, but those are strewn over many, many posts. The players have also contributed many interesting posts of dialogue and actions. Those too, are worth reading.
These are meta posts explaining possible reasons the Changelings haven't attacked yet
>>99600 →
>>99603 →
This is a description of Canterlot viewed from a train window
>>100327 →
Bales from a train window:
>>100661 →
Border crossing into Changeling lands:
>>103547 →
Dark Star's quest statement
>>100436 →
This one ended interestingly
Letters found by Iron:
>>100602 →
These are probably my personal favorite posts written by me in the last three months. They are the sad tale pf the rebels of Tenochtitlan:
>>101199 →
>>101200 →
>>101205 →
>>101207 →
>>101210 →
A political historical argument involving Pear Faucet, Iron, and Dr. grant starts here. It's another one of my favorites
>>103850 →
The rise and fall of the Militant Orders of the Equestrian Church, told by the old and conservative priest, Father Maren
>>101436 →
Pear talking about the treasure with Iromon
>>101477 →
>>101478 →
>>101479 →
A neat fight starts here:
>>102362 →
Well, there have been many very interesting happenings. I've linked some of my favorite posts that I have written, mostly world-building and exposition. Not to say that more interesting things have not happened, but those are strewn over many, many posts. The players have also contributed many interesting posts of dialogue and actions. Those too, are worth reading.
These are meta posts explaining possible reasons the Changelings haven't attacked yet
>>99600 →
>>99603 →
This is a description of Canterlot viewed from a train window
>>100327 →
Bales from a train window:
>>100661 →
Border crossing into Changeling lands:
>>103547 →
Dark Star's quest statement
>>100436 →
This one ended interestingly
Letters found by Iron:
>>100602 →
These are probably my personal favorite posts written by me in the last three months. They are the sad tale pf the rebels of Tenochtitlan:
>>101199 →
>>101200 →
>>101205 →
>>101207 →
>>101210 →
A political historical argument involving Pear Faucet, Iron, and Dr. grant starts here. It's another one of my favorites
>>103850 →
The rise and fall of the Militant Orders of the Equestrian Church, told by the old and conservative priest, Father Maren
>>101436 →
Pear talking about the treasure with Iromon
>>101477 →
>>101478 →
>>101479 →
A neat fight starts here:
>>102362 →
>>106718
I was an economics major in undergrad, but went to law school afterwards. I finally got hired as a prosecutor
>>106718
Brie, Onyx, and Spark are on an expedition to go far north and into the Changeling lands, entering from the city of bales. They had an encounter with rebel soldiers on the train to Canterlot and Bales, and helped ponies get across the border. Silver has helped give therapy to a pair of traumatized foals (from the Comte sex dungeon), and has cleared out the remainder of the catacombs.
Iron is an adventure to the south looking for treasure in the jungle. He has encountered Pear Faucet, a professor from Mistkatonic University who was one of the survivors of an expedition that was attacked by bandits. They have also met a Dr. Grant, another professor from the same.
Dark Star gone to try to find some leaks in the collaborationist government, specifically the police department
I was an economics major in undergrad, but went to law school afterwards. I finally got hired as a prosecutor
>>106718
Brie, Onyx, and Spark are on an expedition to go far north and into the Changeling lands, entering from the city of bales. They had an encounter with rebel soldiers on the train to Canterlot and Bales, and helped ponies get across the border. Silver has helped give therapy to a pair of traumatized foals (from the Comte sex dungeon), and has cleared out the remainder of the catacombs.
Iron is an adventure to the south looking for treasure in the jungle. He has encountered Pear Faucet, a professor from Mistkatonic University who was one of the survivors of an expedition that was attacked by bandits. They have also met a Dr. Grant, another professor from the same.
Dark Star gone to try to find some leaks in the collaborationist government, specifically the police department
>>106719
>>106717
When opening the file, they see the complete collection of the notes collected on the assignment:
The suspicious buildings are located in the Crimson promontory area of Baltimare, an area that historically jutted out uniquely into the natural harbor of Baltimare, between the lower and northern shores. So named for its red clay This is where the first docks were laid, and the first settlements were made by the Marestel Unicorn tribe - the first settlements besides the indigenous Chincoteague earth pony tribe, of course, though they did not permanently inhabit the promontory. Soon, the Earth Pony nation started to migrate into the southern shores of the Eclipse gulf, and started to expand and develop the City of Baltimare. A small village was built up into a large town. They built a number of wooden houses, docks, and even a couple fortresses. These were mostly destroyed in the great dragon raid of 553, but the area was largely rebuilt, and bigger. International trade came through the docks, connecting Equestria to Griffonia, Zebrica, and the Dominion. Some of the most historical buildings, like the Curwhinny Manor and the old Shepherd's Theater, were built during that time and still stand near the waterfront further north.
The Crimson Promontory was among the first areas in all of Equestria to have a sizable population of Zebras - Zebras from Zebrica, brought in mostly as indentured servants, found their way into the densely populated area, and began working at docks. This is also one of the first locations to see a griffin presence - a number of them settled down in the area to serve as sailors, merchants, or otherwise work in trade and entrepot.
This was far from the last development to the area, as a large number of ponies from Severyana immigrated to the neighborhood, setting up shops there, and long making the neighborhood a Little Severyana in Baltimare. Around this time, the neighborhood slowly began to be renamed. No longer a promontory - land fill caused by docks built slightly further to the north made it more in line with the shore - it acquired the name "Red Heart," probably in reference to the Red Heart region of Severyana. But it would also have been accurate to describe it as the heart of Baltimare at the time, as its docks fueled the growth of the city. The area became industrialized, and denser still, with the development of tenement buildings. The location became the site of labor protests and machine politics, with the rise of the Social Democrat party of Baltimare.
By this time, the city had expanded much further west, as well as both north and south. Red Heart was no longer the Heart, if it had been before, and the pony population - the wealthier, more established parts of the pony population, that is - pulled back towards the west city. But poorer arrivals from distant lands more than filled the gap, as did the poor of Baltimare. Red Heart became known as crime ridden, ugly, overly developed, dilapidated, and smelly. The griffin and Zebra populations increased greatly from steady migrations from far away, and expansion that has particularly increased with further loosening of immigration laws ten years ago. Griffins, hippogriffs, minotaurs, Zebras, ponies from odd foreign lands
Only those too poor to go anywhere else tread here. Police patrol the area, but crime is known to be difficult to manage. The Black Hooves and other parts of the occupation forces know better than to step hoof in there, for it is a no ponies land. Only customs agents working the docks go there, and they do not go at night.
>>106717
When opening the file, they see the complete collection of the notes collected on the assignment:
The suspicious buildings are located in the Crimson promontory area of Baltimare, an area that historically jutted out uniquely into the natural harbor of Baltimare, between the lower and northern shores. So named for its red clay This is where the first docks were laid, and the first settlements were made by the Marestel Unicorn tribe - the first settlements besides the indigenous Chincoteague earth pony tribe, of course, though they did not permanently inhabit the promontory. Soon, the Earth Pony nation started to migrate into the southern shores of the Eclipse gulf, and started to expand and develop the City of Baltimare. A small village was built up into a large town. They built a number of wooden houses, docks, and even a couple fortresses. These were mostly destroyed in the great dragon raid of 553, but the area was largely rebuilt, and bigger. International trade came through the docks, connecting Equestria to Griffonia, Zebrica, and the Dominion. Some of the most historical buildings, like the Curwhinny Manor and the old Shepherd's Theater, were built during that time and still stand near the waterfront further north.
The Crimson Promontory was among the first areas in all of Equestria to have a sizable population of Zebras - Zebras from Zebrica, brought in mostly as indentured servants, found their way into the densely populated area, and began working at docks. This is also one of the first locations to see a griffin presence - a number of them settled down in the area to serve as sailors, merchants, or otherwise work in trade and entrepot.
This was far from the last development to the area, as a large number of ponies from Severyana immigrated to the neighborhood, setting up shops there, and long making the neighborhood a Little Severyana in Baltimare. Around this time, the neighborhood slowly began to be renamed. No longer a promontory - land fill caused by docks built slightly further to the north made it more in line with the shore - it acquired the name "Red Heart," probably in reference to the Red Heart region of Severyana. But it would also have been accurate to describe it as the heart of Baltimare at the time, as its docks fueled the growth of the city. The area became industrialized, and denser still, with the development of tenement buildings. The location became the site of labor protests and machine politics, with the rise of the Social Democrat party of Baltimare.
By this time, the city had expanded much further west, as well as both north and south. Red Heart was no longer the Heart, if it had been before, and the pony population - the wealthier, more established parts of the pony population, that is - pulled back towards the west city. But poorer arrivals from distant lands more than filled the gap, as did the poor of Baltimare. Red Heart became known as crime ridden, ugly, overly developed, dilapidated, and smelly. The griffin and Zebra populations increased greatly from steady migrations from far away, and expansion that has particularly increased with further loosening of immigration laws ten years ago. Griffins, hippogriffs, minotaurs, Zebras, ponies from odd foreign lands
Only those too poor to go anywhere else tread here. Police patrol the area, but crime is known to be difficult to manage. The Black Hooves and other parts of the occupation forces know better than to step hoof in there, for it is a no ponies land. Only customs agents working the docks go there, and they do not go at night.
>>106726
Reminds me of the whole Massive European Migration that happened here between the nineteenth and twentieth century with La Boca.
Reminds me of the whole Massive European Migration that happened here between the nineteenth and twentieth century with La Boca.
>>106727
>In 1882, after a lengthy general strike, La Boca seceded from Argentina, and the rebels raised the Genoese flag, which was immediately torn down personally by then President Julio Argentino Roca
Well okay...
>In 1882, after a lengthy general strike, La Boca seceded from Argentina, and the rebels raised the Genoese flag, which was immediately torn down personally by then President Julio Argentino Roca
Well okay...
>>106728
Oh! I didn't mean in that way! More like it being a place where poor people that migrated here lived while the more economically stable moved away from there.
Oh! I didn't mean in that way! More like it being a place where poor people that migrated here lived while the more economically stable moved away from there.
>>106731
Oh no! We also have asians and some blacks, too. Venezuelans are also coming here due to their country being in flames. Not sure how big are we talking about, but they do come here.
Oh no! We also have asians and some blacks, too. Venezuelans are also coming here due to their country being in flames. Not sure how big are we talking about, but they do come here.
>>106726
>>106717
>>106719
The task itself concerns a set of buildings built along the shoreline in Red Heart: 33 South Hoebuck. Actually several buildings connected together, at least three from one perspective.
In the early days of Baltimare, this location had been one among many fortresses that guarded Baltimare Harbor, and gave Equestrian customs and garrisons a base of operations. That worked well until days of Flash Prance's Stand against the fiery horde. Flask Prance's position held, but not the fort on the promontory, and much of the structure was burnt down, including surrounding buildings and the larger stables, as well as the then-roof. Not all was lost, as much of the structure, particularly lower levels, was built of brick and stone, and the position was briefly converted into a military prison, and only during this period was the little avenue leading to old fortress, "hoebuck," turned into a formal road. This proved infeasible as the fortress on the edge of the peninsula was a more suitable location, and it was only used in that way for six years. The rising City of Baltimare found use for the structure as a debtor's prison. Those who were unable to pay off court fees and fines, and in some instances, private loans, could find themselves imprisoned until they were able to pay the debts off.
This period saw the structure gain most of its present form. The southern most structure, which had been at the core of the original fortress, was brick and stone, and had a number of rooms housing ponies, or so it would have been ponies back in those old days. The northern most structure consisted of several - three, for most of its history - open floors that could be used as workshops. Ponies would work in these workshops until they had paid off their debts. Horse shoe mending and sewing dominated the industrial output of the clump, and the production there has modernized with production more generally. Steam production and fire for forges were added in an attached structure in 834. In the center was a building partly of stone and brick that became the administrative center, and the location of the cafeteria and associated necessities. This was partly a new construction, and partly built upon the remnant of the old fortification.
After more than a century of operation, the debtor's prison shut down upon the passage of laws against debtor's prisons in 861. The site was transferred by the city over to the Order of the Sisters of Saint Eligius, who rechristened it as the Baltimare Maredalene Asylum. The idea behind the Asylum was simple and noble - to provide mares who had fallen into prostitution, or who had conceived foals out of wedlock, a chance to rehabilitate themselves, come closer to the principles of harmony, and to ultimately get back on their hooves. It started as voluntary commitment, but eventually became the destination for some female criminal sentenced there by a court. Patients were expected to pay for their stay by performing labor in the workshop, besides a necessary commitment to the religious aspect. A chapel was built in the center structure, and the most coercive aspects of the dormitory hall were removed, like the bars.
Nevertheless, after many decades of operation, the Baltimare Maredalene Asylum became the subject of public criticism. Allegedly, abuse of many patients took place, particularly as the rate of successful rehabilitation was low, and working conditions in the work shop were often poor, or had the mares working overly long hours. After more than a century of operation, in 973, the Church and the Order closed the Asylum, and ceded the structures back to the City
The city operated the site as the Hoebuck Poor House - a relatively mundane and uneventful operation - for two decades, before it was sold to Sweet Boek in exchange for properties owned in the western part of the city. Thus begins 33 Hoebuck's modern history.
Another structure implicates itself in the present tale: what was formerly known as the Church of the Sacred Heart. An ancient structure, founded as early as 622, the largely stone structure that appears today is mostly what was built up after a fire destroyed most of it in 762. It was founded in the austere, tall style of the Marestel ponies, who operated it as a Harmonist Ponetarian church for much of its history. Around 800, it was converted into a Severyanan Orthodox Church, and was dressed somewhat more ornately, with a few new additions to the structure added. It continued to opperate in such a fashion until it ceased operations in 960. In 980, it began a new life as a Temple of Boreas, albeit an informal one, still bearing most of the signs and symbols of its existence as Sacred Heart. The Temple is used to teach dancing lessons every other Wednesday, and has become fairly rundown, as it does not have a formal patronage, but rather is an informal meeting place of some of the area's devout griffin population. The church is only a few blocks away from 33 Hoebeck, being one street further away from the water on Horseman Avenue, and right across from the Gilman Hotel
>>106717
>>106719
The task itself concerns a set of buildings built along the shoreline in Red Heart: 33 South Hoebuck. Actually several buildings connected together, at least three from one perspective.
In the early days of Baltimare, this location had been one among many fortresses that guarded Baltimare Harbor, and gave Equestrian customs and garrisons a base of operations. That worked well until days of Flash Prance's Stand against the fiery horde. Flask Prance's position held, but not the fort on the promontory, and much of the structure was burnt down, including surrounding buildings and the larger stables, as well as the then-roof. Not all was lost, as much of the structure, particularly lower levels, was built of brick and stone, and the position was briefly converted into a military prison, and only during this period was the little avenue leading to old fortress, "hoebuck," turned into a formal road. This proved infeasible as the fortress on the edge of the peninsula was a more suitable location, and it was only used in that way for six years. The rising City of Baltimare found use for the structure as a debtor's prison. Those who were unable to pay off court fees and fines, and in some instances, private loans, could find themselves imprisoned until they were able to pay the debts off.
This period saw the structure gain most of its present form. The southern most structure, which had been at the core of the original fortress, was brick and stone, and had a number of rooms housing ponies, or so it would have been ponies back in those old days. The northern most structure consisted of several - three, for most of its history - open floors that could be used as workshops. Ponies would work in these workshops until they had paid off their debts. Horse shoe mending and sewing dominated the industrial output of the clump, and the production there has modernized with production more generally. Steam production and fire for forges were added in an attached structure in 834. In the center was a building partly of stone and brick that became the administrative center, and the location of the cafeteria and associated necessities. This was partly a new construction, and partly built upon the remnant of the old fortification.
After more than a century of operation, the debtor's prison shut down upon the passage of laws against debtor's prisons in 861. The site was transferred by the city over to the Order of the Sisters of Saint Eligius, who rechristened it as the Baltimare Maredalene Asylum. The idea behind the Asylum was simple and noble - to provide mares who had fallen into prostitution, or who had conceived foals out of wedlock, a chance to rehabilitate themselves, come closer to the principles of harmony, and to ultimately get back on their hooves. It started as voluntary commitment, but eventually became the destination for some female criminal sentenced there by a court. Patients were expected to pay for their stay by performing labor in the workshop, besides a necessary commitment to the religious aspect. A chapel was built in the center structure, and the most coercive aspects of the dormitory hall were removed, like the bars.
Nevertheless, after many decades of operation, the Baltimare Maredalene Asylum became the subject of public criticism. Allegedly, abuse of many patients took place, particularly as the rate of successful rehabilitation was low, and working conditions in the work shop were often poor, or had the mares working overly long hours. After more than a century of operation, in 973, the Church and the Order closed the Asylum, and ceded the structures back to the City
The city operated the site as the Hoebuck Poor House - a relatively mundane and uneventful operation - for two decades, before it was sold to Sweet Boek in exchange for properties owned in the western part of the city. Thus begins 33 Hoebuck's modern history.
Another structure implicates itself in the present tale: what was formerly known as the Church of the Sacred Heart. An ancient structure, founded as early as 622, the largely stone structure that appears today is mostly what was built up after a fire destroyed most of it in 762. It was founded in the austere, tall style of the Marestel ponies, who operated it as a Harmonist Ponetarian church for much of its history. Around 800, it was converted into a Severyanan Orthodox Church, and was dressed somewhat more ornately, with a few new additions to the structure added. It continued to opperate in such a fashion until it ceased operations in 960. In 980, it began a new life as a Temple of Boreas, albeit an informal one, still bearing most of the signs and symbols of its existence as Sacred Heart. The Temple is used to teach dancing lessons every other Wednesday, and has become fairly rundown, as it does not have a formal patronage, but rather is an informal meeting place of some of the area's devout griffin population. The church is only a few blocks away from 33 Hoebeck, being one street further away from the water on Horseman Avenue, and right across from the Gilman Hotel
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>>106742
In-character commentary will probably be given after the final portions have been posted, but as far as out-of-character goes, I'm liking it. It sounds like the kind of place even some members of the Waterfront Gang would find too lawless for them. Silver will certainly have an easier time blending into the local populace than others, if the Severyanan presence has been maintained up to this point.
In-character commentary will probably be given after the final portions have been posted, but as far as out-of-character goes, I'm liking it. It sounds like the kind of place even some members of the Waterfront Gang would find too lawless for them. Silver will certainly have an easier time blending into the local populace than others, if the Severyanan presence has been maintained up to this point.
>>106742
In character, Iron is currently diving so the document would have sagged into being unreadable.
Out of character, I'd say it's a believable series of events that could potentially happen. Otherwise, I am not sure what to do with this information. Maybe it's a hint of where the base of operations of the secret zebra/griffon smuggling could be? Maybe finding out they're using the inmigrants as black collar workers?
In character, Iron is currently diving so the document would have sagged into being unreadable.
Out of character, I'd say it's a believable series of events that could potentially happen. Otherwise, I am not sure what to do with this information. Maybe it's a hint of where the base of operations of the secret zebra/griffon smuggling could be? Maybe finding out they're using the inmigrants as black collar workers?
Where can I read the whole playthrough from the beginning? I tried to look at pages before >>69622 → but couldn't find the first thread.
>>106757
I believe you can find the first thread with the search function if you type Occupied Equestria and search in /vx/. It should be the last post there, with a changeling dressed as a sort of british soldier. That is one post from first thread
I believe you can find the first thread with the search function if you type Occupied Equestria and search in /vx/. It should be the last post there, with a changeling dressed as a sort of british soldier. That is one post from first thread
>>106757
The first thread is this one, the thread before the one you linked
>>67940 →
https://mlpol.net/vx/res/67940.html#q67940
The first thread is this one, the thread before the one you linked
>>67940 →
https://mlpol.net/vx/res/67940.html#q67940
Scouting mission is go.
Current objective: Figure out GM's current state of being.
Current objective: Figure out GM's current state of being.
>>106765
Copy that, Nat One.
Our informant says he would appear at around 8:00 PM, so be on the lookout.
There are also reports of lurkers in the area. We need to confirm these people's existence and figure out their motives, over.
Copy that, Nat One.
Our informant says he would appear at around 8:00 PM, so be on the lookout.
There are also reports of lurkers in the area. We need to confirm these people's existence and figure out their motives, over.
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Hello
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Okay, does anypony want to play?
>>106781
"What? Did you expect it to go other than exactly how I said that it would?" Brie asks with dramatic irritation.
"What? Did you expect it to go other than exactly how I said that it would?" Brie asks with dramatic irritation.
>>106782
"I didn't doubt you for a second."
Spark rolls his eyes.
"So... I'm a bit lost on what comes next in the plan."
"I didn't doubt you for a second."
Spark rolls his eyes.
"So... I'm a bit lost on what comes next in the plan."
>>106784
The truth is... the game was rigged from the start.
insert Brie sending both Spark and Onyx to love sucking while he goes off into the sunset
The truth is... the game was rigged from the start.
insert Brie sending both Spark and Onyx to love sucking while he goes off into the sunset
>>106788
Interesting theory. He does change his appearance and speak changeling... what if the magic disguise was all a lie?
Interesting theory. He does change his appearance and speak changeling... what if the magic disguise was all a lie?
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I don't know what to say right now, but I do not like silence
>>106798
Hm. Perhaps we could maybe finish the Iron pot extravaganza.
Unless the timing is already set to fall exactly in your timetable for him to be available for the group quest.
Hm. Perhaps we could maybe finish the Iron pot extravaganza.
Unless the timing is already set to fall exactly in your timetable for him to be available for the group quest.
[1d20 = 8]
>>106803
Iron, not relenting in the slightest and carried by selfless greed, pushes onwards towards the edge.
(Must... get... pots... home! For Cauldron!)
>>106803
Iron, not relenting in the slightest and carried by selfless greed, pushes onwards towards the edge.
(Must... get... pots... home! For Cauldron!)
>>106806
>Selfless greed
Neat
Maybe it's most appropriate if Iron makes a single dice roll to represent if he walks far enough to reach the end in time
>Selfless greed
Neat
Maybe it's most appropriate if Iron makes a single dice roll to represent if he walks far enough to reach the end in time
[1d20 = 5]
>>106809
I'll assume it's a single die roll between 1 to 20 to see how far he can go before starting to make fortitude saves not to drown maybe or perhaps reaching it beforehand.
>>106809
I'll assume it's a single die roll between 1 to 20 to see how far he can go before starting to make fortitude saves not to drown maybe or perhaps reaching it beforehand.
>>106814
He is not dead yet, but he is nearing the end of the line. Edge further, and roll die to see how far
He is not dead yet, but he is nearing the end of the line. Edge further, and roll die to see how far
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[1d20 = 8]
>>106817
Through the ceiling of white above, against the flashing blue white a silhouette dives down
>>106817
Through the ceiling of white above, against the flashing blue white a silhouette dives down
>>106817
Iron is in a few feet of water, more than enough to keep his head submerged. The Ice above him is solid, but is now slightly cracked
Iron can feel his lungs grasping for fresher air
Iron is in a few feet of water, more than enough to keep his head submerged. The Ice above him is solid, but is now slightly cracked
Iron can feel his lungs grasping for fresher air
[1d20+6 = 12]
>>106821
Iron does what he knows best: punch the puny ice into breaking.
(Come on, Iron. Keep your consciousness. Almost there.)
He punches with massive power, hoping to break it and at least have a little breath before passing out.
>>106821
Iron does what he knows best: punch the puny ice into breaking.
(Come on, Iron. Keep your consciousness. Almost there.)
He punches with massive power, hoping to break it and at least have a little breath before passing out.
>>106826
If he's going to keep hitting it like that, there is going to need to be another fortitude save
If he's going to keep hitting it like that, there is going to need to be another fortitude save
>>106830
>not good enough even with a combined 24 roll
What if I headbutt the ice? Would that go better?
>not good enough even with a combined 24 roll
What if I headbutt the ice? Would that go better?
>>106834
He is alive thus far, and the ice is cracked open above him. The problem is, he's still too short to reach it
He is alive thus far, and the ice is cracked open above him. The problem is, he's still too short to reach it
[1d20 = 6]
>>106835
Fuck. Wasted a good roll.
Iron decides to swim up there in order for his forelegs to maybe grab on the edges, hoping to either break, causing a bigger opening to maybe simply walk off the lake, or have a mouthful of air and pull himself up.
Rolling swim
Come on, dice. I know you care about me.
Give me your power!
>>106835
Fuck. Wasted a good roll.
Iron decides to swim up there in order for his forelegs to maybe grab on the edges, hoping to either break, causing a bigger opening to maybe simply walk off the lake, or have a mouthful of air and pull himself up.
Rolling swim
Come on, dice. I know you care about me.
Give me your power!
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>>106845
I have the idea that, maybe with his massive weight, he will be able to make a huge crack that could potentially open up the edge of the lake for a simpler extraction when he gets there, as well as allow him to get a breath of fresh air.
I have the idea that, maybe with his massive weight, he will be able to make a huge crack that could potentially open up the edge of the lake for a simpler extraction when he gets there, as well as allow him to get a breath of fresh air.
[1d20 = 11]
>>106850
Rolling them dice!
Please, dice. I want a happy Cauldron, not a grief-stricken one.
>>106850
Rolling them dice!
Please, dice. I want a happy Cauldron, not a grief-stricken one.
[1d20 = 7]
>>106852
(Come on, Iron! This is nothing! You are strong! Show it!)
The possibly delusional Iron tries again.
>>106852
(Come on, Iron! This is nothing! You are strong! Show it!)
The possibly delusional Iron tries again.
>>106853
Oh come the fuck on. At least I have a good chance of not drowning.
Give me that nice 15 or higher already, dice
Oh come the fuck on. At least I have a good chance of not drowning.
Give me that nice 15 or higher already, dice
[1d20 = 1]
>>106859
I honestly have no idea what kind of careful I can be when I can't even leave the water without sacrificing the pots.
Alright, dice. I am being serious here. Grant me a 15 or more to reach the outside, cause a nice crack for Iron's exit at the edge as well as a nice breath of fresh air. If not, you'll have a sad zebra on your hands.
>>106859
I honestly have no idea what kind of careful I can be when I can't even leave the water without sacrificing the pots.
Alright, dice. I am being serious here. Grant me a 15 or more to reach the outside, cause a nice crack for Iron's exit at the edge as well as a nice breath of fresh air. If not, you'll have a sad zebra on your hands.
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>>106860
Suffice it to say, that does not go down the way Iron intended
I can think of one way this could go well for Iron
Suffice it to say, that does not go down the way Iron intended
I can think of one way this could go well for Iron
Alright, I'll let you pick a card
Plan 1, Iron get's the special result, which gives him another action this turn
Plan 2, Iron has to make a fort save before he can act next round, but when he acts, he can act freely
Plan 1, Iron get's the special result, which gives him another action this turn
Plan 2, Iron has to make a fort save before he can act next round, but when he acts, he can act freely
[1d20+9 = 13]
>>106865
While I know that the special result will be a lot more interesting, but the fact you're offering it means it's going to be nasty.
I am super sorry, but I have to go with the pussy route. I can't let Cauldron down with the possibility of the rope breaking and making him lose all of the pots.
Rolling fort.
DC should be 11
>>106865
While I know that the special result will be a lot more interesting, but the fact you're offering it means it's going to be nasty.
I am super sorry, but I have to go with the pussy route. I can't let Cauldron down with the possibility of the rope breaking and making him lose all of the pots.
Rolling fort.
DC should be 11
>>106867
DC should be getting progressively higher... and it should be on a constitution check.... but I'll let it pass. This time
DC should be getting progressively higher... and it should be on a constitution check.... but I'll let it pass. This time
[1d20 = 16]
>>106868
Oh whoops. I checked and it's true. Next time I'll roll doing that. I thank you for your kindness in this time of need. Now if only dice would cooperate.
One last time, between his honor and his life, he wagers his possible last few moments of breath for another chance to get out of the water, hold onto the ice and maybe cause enough pressure to break it and ensure his safety.
(Come on! I can do this!)
>>106868
Oh whoops. I checked and it's true. Next time I'll roll doing that. I thank you for your kindness in this time of need. Now if only dice would cooperate.
One last time, between his honor and his life, he wagers his possible last few moments of breath for another chance to get out of the water, hold onto the ice and maybe cause enough pressure to break it and ensure his safety.
(Come on! I can do this!)
>>106874
"To blend in? It might work. If there are any Severyanans left in this part of city, then I myself may be able to blend in."
"To blend in? It might work. If there are any Severyanans left in this part of city, then I myself may be able to blend in."
>>106879
Hm... You drive a hard bargain there, GM.
I think the hooves on ice to either break it, clearing the path, or get a helping hoof has a better long term benefit.
Hm... You drive a hard bargain there, GM.
I think the hooves on ice to either break it, clearing the path, or get a helping hoof has a better long term benefit.
>>106881
"The whole... What? Like how do you even separate that into parts? It's one plan. A plan to look like a zebra"
"The whole... What? Like how do you even separate that into parts? It's one plan. A plan to look like a zebra"
>>106882
"Well the file said ponies shouldnt go in after dark. so i shouldn't look like a pony if we want to get in unnoticed."
"Well the file said ponies shouldnt go in after dark. so i shouldn't look like a pony if we want to get in unnoticed."
>>106888
"I do not know where Brie, Spark, and Onyx have gone off to, but perhaps somepony from that gang Iron is part of has seen him."
"I do not know where Brie, Spark, and Onyx have gone off to, but perhaps somepony from that gang Iron is part of has seen him."
>>106890
"There was that one zigress.Maybe we could track her down, i think her name was......Kettle?"
"There was that one zigress.Maybe we could track her down, i think her name was......Kettle?"
>>106892
"Zebra named Kettle? Perhaps she is alchemist Iron was talking about. Know anything about her?"
"Zebra named Kettle? Perhaps she is alchemist Iron was talking about. Know anything about her?"
>>106894
"Well, I suppose we will have to see if we can track her down, once our preparations have been met."
"Well, I suppose we will have to see if we can track her down, once our preparations have been met."
[1d20 = 7]
>>106895
Darn it. I thought you were done with Iron for yesterday in order to flesh out the mission further.
Although I admit the moment you redirected to him is quite funny.
Rolling.
>>106895
Darn it. I thought you were done with Iron for yesterday in order to flesh out the mission further.
Although I admit the moment you redirected to him is quite funny.
Rolling.
>>106902
>7
He should get his hooves on it, but the ice holding is far more questionable
>>106906
And this is where not having actually completed the relevant history of the place harms me
“Maybe, but right now we only have suspected immigration violations. Besides, the moment they hear gun fire, all they need to do is scatter or hide, and wait until we go home. Then they are right back to doing what they were before the next morning
>7
He should get his hooves on it, but the ice holding is far more questionable
>>106906
And this is where not having actually completed the relevant history of the place harms me
“Maybe, but right now we only have suspected immigration violations. Besides, the moment they hear gun fire, all they need to do is scatter or hide, and wait until we go home. Then they are right back to doing what they were before the next morning
>>106908
She can assist with tugging on Iron. She cannot assist with the ice being too weak to support an extremely large amount of weight
She can assist with tugging on Iron. She cannot assist with the ice being too weak to support an extremely large amount of weight
>>106907
Silver nods. "It should be considered matter of last resort. Our primary goal should be avoiding hostilities for as long as it is possible. Especially as we do not know full extent of their offensive capabilities."
So, just so I can say I'm no longer just assuming, what kind of action in combat is reloading: free, move, standard, or full?
Silver nods. "It should be considered matter of last resort. Our primary goal should be avoiding hostilities for as long as it is possible. Especially as we do not know full extent of their offensive capabilities."
So, just so I can say I'm no longer just assuming, what kind of action in combat is reloading: free, move, standard, or full?
>>106909
Ah, well. That was kinda part of the plan. How much ice breaks is now the question.
Can Cauldron tug him a bit up for him to pull his nostrils out of water before either being forced back down or having to let go?
Ah, well. That was kinda part of the plan. How much ice breaks is now the question.
Can Cauldron tug him a bit up for him to pull his nostrils out of water before either being forced back down or having to let go?
>>106912
Just give some examples, like semi-auto pistols or bolt-action rifles.
"To that end: what about concealable weapons? Pistols, sawed-off firearms, or knives, all of which we might conceal in coats to prevent ourselves from announcing to world that we are armed?"
Just give some examples, like semi-auto pistols or bolt-action rifles.
"To that end: what about concealable weapons? Pistols, sawed-off firearms, or knives, all of which we might conceal in coats to prevent ourselves from announcing to world that we are armed?"
>>106916
I'd wager that pistols, SMG and other light weapons with magazines is a move action. Rifles of most sorts will probably need a standard actions
Bolt action rifles without the clip and having to reload each bullet as well as shotguns of the same kind of reload counts as a full-action move depending on how many bullets you reload.
LMGs and other heavy weaponry is most likely a full-action in most cases.
I'd wager that pistols, SMG and other light weapons with magazines is a move action. Rifles of most sorts will probably need a standard actions
Bolt action rifles without the clip and having to reload each bullet as well as shotguns of the same kind of reload counts as a full-action move depending on how many bullets you reload.
LMGs and other heavy weaponry is most likely a full-action in most cases.
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>>106919
"As I said, last resort. There is advantage to not carrying large bolt-action rifle or submachine gun on one's back, especially when attempting to, perhaps, infiltrate criminal organizations. Outside of that, it is clear we will need some measure of self-defense while roaming in that part of town, and I highly doubt any knife-wielding delinquents or thieves will not run from even just mere sight of firearm."
"As I said, last resort. There is advantage to not carrying large bolt-action rifle or submachine gun on one's back, especially when attempting to, perhaps, infiltrate criminal organizations. Outside of that, it is clear we will need some measure of self-defense while roaming in that part of town, and I highly doubt any knife-wielding delinquents or thieves will not run from even just mere sight of firearm."
>>106921
“They run... and they tell their superiors. And their superior either decide to send a large number of henchmen, enough to kill us, they run away, or both”
“They run... and they tell their superiors. And their superior either decide to send a large number of henchmen, enough to kill us, they run away, or both”
>>106922
Silver sits down and throws his forehooves up into the air. "Just..." He sighs, making his frustration apparent. "...never mind."
Silver sits down and throws his forehooves up into the air. "Just..." He sighs, making his frustration apparent. "...never mind."
>>106924
This does get a smile out of him as he leans into the pats. That old pony sure does like physical contact.
This does get a smile out of him as he leans into the pats. That old pony sure does like physical contact.
And this might be my signal that it’s time to back off for a few days...
>>106926
Well, when you get back, maybe Spark could look around the lands on the other side of the border?
Well, when you get back, maybe Spark could look around the lands on the other side of the border?
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Hello
I am going to BronyCon tomorrow
I am going to BronyCon tomorrow
>>106974
Brie took the changelings with him when he went upstairs. They do not come back with him, but remain up there. At least, they do so for a couple minutes
Brie took the changelings with him when he went upstairs. They do not come back with him, but remain up there. At least, they do so for a couple minutes
>>106976
Well, it was, previously, and it is standing in an area off to the side on what is basically sidewalk. A couple of the malnourished looking ‘ponies’ are around it, but moving, apparently away.
Well, it was, previously, and it is standing in an area off to the side on what is basically sidewalk. A couple of the malnourished looking ‘ponies’ are around it, but moving, apparently away.
>>106978
Well, it’s there, sitting still. It’s cold and windy outside, and the wagon sits with all doors closed
Well, it’s there, sitting still. It’s cold and windy outside, and the wagon sits with all doors closed
>>106981
Well then, he closes the door and pulls it out so the others can get in when they get ready.
Well then, he closes the door and pulls it out so the others can get in when they get ready.
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>>106986
First, only the one accepts it. He makes purring sounds. Then, the other one tries to force his head underneath Spark’s hoof
First, only the one accepts it. He makes purring sounds. Then, the other one tries to force his head underneath Spark’s hoof
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>>106988
The one comes in closer to Spark, and starts nuzzling into his sides. The other resentfully accepts the pets, moving his head around a little
The one comes in closer to Spark, and starts nuzzling into his sides. The other resentfully accepts the pets, moving his head around a little
>>106995
"I kind of don't want to have you two leave, but you won't like staying, and it might cause problems. How come the rest of your kind have to be jerks?"
"I kind of don't want to have you two leave, but you won't like staying, and it might cause problems. How come the rest of your kind have to be jerks?"
>>106997
"Yea Scouting out the Area Sounds like a Good Idea. Could you Do Me A Favor and see if you can find any leads on where the others might be?"
"Yea Scouting out the Area Sounds like a Good Idea. Could you Do Me A Favor and see if you can find any leads on where the others might be?"