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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>>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?
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