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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[1d20+9 = 11]>>105611"Good. One more target that I can see." Silver targets the other ghoul.
[1d20+9 = 28]>>105613"Дерьмо." He tries again.
[2d8 = 14]>>105615Silver finds upon working the bolt that he's empty, and thus has to load a new clip into the rifle.
>>105595"2 strong 4 u? do they have the strongest potions around?"
>>105616The 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.
>>105617“I mean... I don’t know. I don’t buy potions.”
>>105619Hit, and screech
[2d8 = 10]>>105620Silver looks around to get a bearing on his surroundings. He can't very well hear at the moment, after all.
>>105621There is another something paddling in the water, and a couple more moving things near the entrance. Roll spot for more
>>105623At 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? >>105625Silver 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
>>105620"Hmmmm Where Are they at?"
>>105626Close 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? >>105627“Down on East main”
>>105628Looks like a water undead, a mummy, and something in armor
[1d20+9 = 29]>>105629I 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.
>>105630>>105631Hit, and confirmed hit. Silver may roll twice as many damage did
>>105633It 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.
>>105636Hit, and it is almost dead. Almost
“AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHGGGGG!”
It screams like a mare
[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.
>>105639“AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHGGGGG!”
It is shot again, and collapses into the water. Its black, hairless skin looks almost pickled
>>105640"Hmm...is it dead? Dead-er, I mean?"
>>105642"That is good, at least." Silver takes a look at what the other two undead are currently doing.
>>105643They cautiously approach the bait, while glancing over in Silver’s direction
>>105629"I Need to stop by there."
>>105645Now wouldn’t Silver like to know?
They again cautious approach the bait, and stare back up at the origin of the shots
>>105646“Then let’s go”
>>105647Well, 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. >>105647Dark Star walks to the front door and the hails them a taxi
>>105648Silver, 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
>>105649It is so. A taxi appears for them
>>105650He gives the address of the shop
>>105651>>105652"R-O-C-S Rocs. Humongous birds that can snack on a molting dragon like candy"
The urban permutation is much smaller than a full mountain raptor, but... It's still big enough to give a dragon a run for its treasure horde
>>105653Dark Star arrives at "2 Strong 4 U"
>>105654Silver'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]>>105655It'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"
>>105656Neither do any words come from the undead figures, obscured by the bird. But they do make clear "Hiss!" sounds
[1d20+16 = 30][1d20+13 = 24]>>105657"Eeeek!" it recoils, and claws back
>>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?"
>>105659Silver almost wishes he had some popcorn with him.
>>105554Iron'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"
[1d20+13 = 15][1d20+7 = 17]>>105661They 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."
>>105664Well, 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]>>105666It 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
>>105664Iron's ears flatten and his head cocks yet again.
"What did it represent to you?"
>>105663"So Everypony Speaks in Rhythms in Zebrica? How Odd."
He looks down at the red liquid
"How Much is it?"
[1d20 = 6][1d20 = 5]>>105667Both hit, tearing into the bird
>>105668"Something higher. Something better than listening to my dad plea with his landlord. A we and wonder distilled into their purest."
>>105670"If you want to avoid the zombie's hits
I will sell it to you for fort bits"
[1d20+13 = 14]>>105671It strikes back, again at the mummy
>>105671"My That Price Seems A little High. how about 25 bits?"
>>105671Iron 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."
>>105674>>105675Silver takes another drink from his whiskey bottle.
It is good thing I threw that bait. I am very glad I do not have to fight that thing. [1d20+7 = 20][1d20+11 = 22]>>105675And 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"
>>105679https://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"You sound like you never really had life go your way."
>>105680A fairly accurate representation of Silver at the moment. He certainly doesn't want to get involved in a fight between two
very powerful creatures.
[1d6+10 = 16][1d8+5 = 12]>>105681"It's not that. It's the world itself. it leaves so much more to be desired
>>105682Both score hits on it as it tries to swipe back
>>105683Silver almost feels bad for how much punishment this Roc is taking.
[1d20+13 = 22]>>105684Nah, it'll be fine. It strikes back
[1d8+8 = 12][1d20 = 5][1d20 = 18]>>105683It strikes at, and hits the Mummy
>>105680"Ah ok. i see. would you do 35 bits?"
Should i roll something for trying to haggle?
>>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."
>>105685If it is, then he's
very glad he's not the one fighting it.
[1d20+11 = 18][1d20+7 = 15]>>105687He can roll diplomacy to try it
"Is saving your own life worth forty bits?
If not, then leave the bottle where it sits"
>>105688"What do you mean? She asks"
>>105688They both strike at the bird
[1d20 = 11]>>105692"Well... if it helps to clear space off my shelf
For thirty five bits, you can keep your health"
>>105690Iron 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."
>>105694He 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"
[1d20 = 5][1d20+11 = 20][1d8+8 = 11]>>105699>>105699it bites at the armored undead, piecing something, but not into the creature. With one claw it strikes at the undead, then at the mummy, landing a hit on the mummy
[1d20+15 = 25][1d6+10 = 12]>>105700The 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"Magical lotion? what does it do?"
>>105697Iron'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"
>>105705"That Sounds like it could be useful. How Much For the lotion?"
>>105704She 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"
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[1d20+13 = 27][2d20 = 29]>>105703Yes. It launches another full assault
>>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?"
>>105711"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"
>>105711"I Don't Believe i ever got your name. Mines Dark Star. What is you strongest potion.?"
>>105715"Nice to meet you, my name is Crystal Blue
And don't even bother. It's too strong for you"
>>105714"But do they not ensure you have the paper things that sustains your life?"
>>105717“What?”
At this point, Cauldron comes back, carrying water. She immediately tries to place it in a position to boil
>>105716"What do you mean its too strong, im going into battle i need your strongest potion."
>>105718Iron 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”
>>105721Iron 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?"
>>105722"... It's hardly an ideal living with debt and Baltimare prices, but I can live on it, yes"
>>105721"Potion Seller, i tell you im going into battle. i need your strongest potion."
>>105723Iron 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"
>>105725Cauldron looks back to him briefly during his snickering
"The water shall be ready shortly"
>>105726Iron does a barrel roll towards Cauldron, a bit excited.
"Excellent! I wonder if you can make even water taste delicious."
>>105727Cauldron 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."
>>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."
>>105729"Yeah..."
Pear is looking over at him too
>>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"
>>105731Iron 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."
>>105734"You both distrust the university for their selfish and fishy actions!"
>>105732"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.
>>105738Hello. How're things going for you?
>>105739I finally have some much needed downtime to think about stuff and recovering from the assblasting that was my first set of uni exams.
>>105740Damn, sounds like a rough time of it. I hope you get that downtime you need.
>>105741It is doing its part, thankfully.
What about the Floofster that you are?
>>105742The 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.
>>105743Oof. 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.
>>105744Not 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.
>>105745It could be humidity doing its work down here as well.
>32°C not being that hotI 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.
>>105746Heyo GMo! Are you ready to rumble?
>>105746Heya, GM. How's it goin'?
>>105747I 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.
>>105747>>105748It’s 93 degrees outside (34 degrees for countries that have not been to the moon) and that’s a relatively cool day in my part of basically-Mexico. We have nothing but hot and humid
>>105735Cauldron actually chuckles. “Well, that’s one thing we got”
>>105748Neat-o
Keep it up and perhaps Summer will be a nice one over there.
>>105749Iron crawls a bit closer to Cauldron, knowing his predicament.
"What about the fact you and her are both harmonists, too?"
>>105749Fair 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?
>>105750Here's hoping, so long as we don't get washed away.
[1d20+11 = 17]>>105751Silver’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
>>105750Both 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”
>>105752Iron 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?"
[1d20 = 2][1d6+10 = 12]>>105753No it won’t
>>105754Cauldron blinks
“That sounds like an argument against them”
>>105756Silver 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! [1d20+13 = 31]>>105757It swings at the mummy yet again
>>105756"Then why the seeming despise you both have against it?"
>>105758>>105759Silver has no idea how well the mummy is holding up at this point, but he can't imagine he's doing very well.
>>105762Iron 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?"
>>105763“A nun is a nun. A harmonists is a political ideology.”
>>105761With a final slice of its talons, the raptor rips the mummy in two. Both of its attackers downed, the bird takes the bait, and tries to fly off
>>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?"
>>105765Silver would let out a whistle, if he thought it wouldn't attract the bird's attention.
That looked painful. >>105766“Uh... sure?”
>>105767It is, to say the least. It is bleeding
>>105768Iron 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."
>>105771Cauldron winces, and Pear nods slowly
>>105772Iron 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?"
GM.exe stopped responding.
>>105773Alright, 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
>>105774Pear only shakes her head slowly
>>105780Really, 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
>>105781That explains it.Silver waves goodbye to the majestic beast.
>>105781Iron'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."
>>105782Hold ur horses, I'm treading on ice here. >>105783Yay! It's Spark!
>>105784The 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"
>>105786Hello again.
Now if only I can think if what to do here... give me a few more minutes to plan something.
>>105786Iron'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."
>>105788She sighs
"I am not sure I know that. What was your plan?"
>>105786Rest 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.
>>105789A 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."
>>105790The 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.
>>105791She looks at Iron, and nods her head slightly
"I see..."
>>105792Iron'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?"
>>105793She turns herself towards him, then lowers her forebody to a laying position.
“Perhaps I’m not sure exactly what you are proposing, or why”
>>105794"Simple: Remember the wish Grant wanted to do with the money? I say I fund it out of generosity at a later time. No catches."
(At least not any explicitly bad ones.)
>>105795It looks more like a WIP, but it is turning out well.
>>105792Have to stay alert. Can't let them surprise me. Silver pulls out his flashlight and turns it on as he enters the catacombs.
>>105795Oh shit, didn't see that. That's awesome!
>>105798“So generous of you to redistribute back a portion of what you took with a gun”
>>105799It’s mostly silent, and mostly quiet
>>105800>>105798>>105797>>105796yea i had to touch up some of the line art, so the program i was using wouldnt make the whole thing one color.
>>105801Silver continues through the catacomb, looking for any sign of unlife.
>>105802Neato. One thing I'll say is that the curved line in the lower left corner of the drawing was supposed to be part of her wing showing.
>>105801Iron 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."
>>105802That sucks, man. I trust you can solve the issue in due time, tho.
>>105804Ill Need to touch that up later
>>105803What Color would the medals be?
>>105805Im Autistic Enough to not stop
>>105805She lowers an eyebrow
“And so, you think you are entitled to
how much?”
>>105806Well, there are no medals, but think about replacing the sargent’s arrows on the edge of the collar with Ordnungspolizei watch team master insignia
>>105807Nice i'll see what i can do.
>>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?"
>>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.”
>>105811I suppose looking around the lower level first, as it was the one with the most undead.
>>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."