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Onyx, Spark and Brie settle down for the night in a cabin in the woods along with a set of recently rescued ponies, saved from Changeling cocoons, as well as the changelings who sought to take them captive, who are themselves locked away as captives.
In Baltimare, Silver, Dark Star, Iron, and now Midnight Lily do their last preparations before seeking to take on a creature smuggling operation in a port-side neighborhood
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>>112573
"You had already told me at length about what you have had to go through, but I am glad to hear it spoken about more in-depth, even if subject matter is not-so-glad. Unless Dark Star has acquired some sort of monopoly about it, I want to let you know that I am still here, as always, if you need somepony to talk or vent to. You are not alone, nor do you have to be."
"You had already told me at length about what you have had to go through, but I am glad to hear it spoken about more in-depth, even if subject matter is not-so-glad. Unless Dark Star has acquired some sort of monopoly about it, I want to let you know that I am still here, as always, if you need somepony to talk or vent to. You are not alone, nor do you have to be."
>>112573
(Recompose yourself!)
Iron feels the chain tugging once more.
(You will suffer the fate you have seeked. You should have kept your mouth shut.)
He breathes in and out, becoming stoic.
(Now. Say you are sorry. Geniunely.)
"I am... deeply sorry for trivializing your entire story. I was exceedingly ungrateful of your teachings," he says in a now calmer voice.
(Now knell!)
And with that, Iron's head meets the table, as if bowing for forgiveness.
(T-this is unfair! I know I am right! You cannot do this to me!)
But his pleas had no answer.
(Recompose yourself!)
Iron feels the chain tugging once more.
(You will suffer the fate you have seeked. You should have kept your mouth shut.)
He breathes in and out, becoming stoic.
(Now. Say you are sorry. Geniunely.)
"I am... deeply sorry for trivializing your entire story. I was exceedingly ungrateful of your teachings," he says in a now calmer voice.
(Now knell!)
And with that, Iron's head meets the table, as if bowing for forgiveness.
(T-this is unfair! I know I am right! You cannot do this to me!)
But his pleas had no answer.
>>112576
Silver absolutely takes her up on the offer, effectively sandwiching the mare in between both him and Star. He lets the glorious feathery mass rub against the back of his neck. It tickles a little, but it's nice.
>>112567
>>112571
>>112575
The unicorn is unsure what exactly has brought on this change of demeanor, but he won't look this gift in the mouth. Perhaps there is hope of him maturing, yet.
Silver absolutely takes her up on the offer, effectively sandwiching the mare in between both him and Star. He lets the glorious feathery mass rub against the back of his neck. It tickles a little, but it's nice.
>>112567
>>112571
>>112575
The unicorn is unsure what exactly has brought on this change of demeanor, but he won't look this gift in the mouth. Perhaps there is hope of him maturing, yet.
>>112577
>>112576
(Good work.)
He feels a pat on his head.
(Now, remember. Never attempt to assert dominance again unless absolutely necessary, or else I will destroy whatever you hold dear.)
His face is stoic, rising from the table lazily, but deep inside, it is hurting.
"I await instruction, boss," he robotically says. "Ready to move on your command."
>>112576
(Good work.)
He feels a pat on his head.
(Now, remember. Never attempt to assert dominance again unless absolutely necessary, or else I will destroy whatever you hold dear.)
His face is stoic, rising from the table lazily, but deep inside, it is hurting.
"I await instruction, boss," he robotically says. "Ready to move on your command."
>>112579
Iron simply stares at her, devoid of any sort of derision or contempt. Like an obidient grunt would.
She can try to give an order if she wants to test how far he can go.
Iron simply stares at her, devoid of any sort of derision or contempt. Like an obidient grunt would.
She can try to give an order if she wants to test how far he can go.
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HUGS FOR THE HUG GOD
CUDDLES FOR THE CUDDLE PILE
CUDDLES FOR THE CUDDLE PILE
I'm honestly surprised at how I got away with the gods punishing Iron thing.
>>112585
I had the feeling for quite a long time from all of my extra characters I was building, even though I had a perfectly healthy PC already. I thought it was quite obvious I wanted to discard him.
To think I rejected the chance because I would've left Cauldron behind. Just goes to show how powerful and high quality your character building process is.
I had the feeling for quite a long time from all of my extra characters I was building, even though I had a perfectly healthy PC already. I thought it was quite obvious I wanted to discard him.
To think I rejected the chance because I would've left Cauldron behind. Just goes to show how powerful and high quality your character building process is.
>>112588
Maybe.
Also, gonna have to completely agree with you in what you said: the GM is great at building up these characters that would otherwise just be one-note side characters in other campaigns. It helps make the world feel a lot more alive.
Maybe.
Also, gonna have to completely agree with you in what you said: the GM is great at building up these characters that would otherwise just be one-note side characters in other campaigns. It helps make the world feel a lot more alive.
>>112589
I agree. I still remember the mare officer in the first day of the campaign that almost figured out the whole shady business until Cauldron bluffed her out.
I agree. I still remember the mare officer in the first day of the campaign that almost figured out the whole shady business until Cauldron bluffed her out.
>>112587
Does Silver miss having his own little Changelings?
>>112586
Or you could, you know, make him slightly less sociopathic and narcissistic, just a little.
Black Cauldron has been harder to write for and kind of a “runt” character because she mostly already has the things she wants. When placed in a situation she wouldn’t otherwise be in, she will react to what occurs, rather than actively pursue some goal. This contrasts with Blue Skies and especially Pear, who were both initially written as villains, as both characters have active motivations and goals. It’s easier to figure out what they want to do in a scene. For example, in a large number of scenes both Cauldron and Pear were silent. However, the reason Pear would be silent is because if a generally introverted personality and because she deliberately wanted to blend into the background and not make herself stand out. For Black Cauldron, I often couldn’t think of what she would do, except that she was along for the ride.
[Read more] Does Silver miss having his own little Changelings?
>>112586
Or you could, you know, make him slightly less sociopathic and narcissistic, just a little.
Black Cauldron has been harder to write for and kind of a “runt” character because she mostly already has the things she wants. When placed in a situation she wouldn’t otherwise be in, she will react to what occurs, rather than actively pursue some goal. This contrasts with Blue Skies and especially Pear, who were both initially written as villains, as both characters have active motivations and goals. It’s easier to figure out what they want to do in a scene. For example, in a large number of scenes both Cauldron and Pear were silent. However, the reason Pear would be silent is because if a generally introverted personality and because she deliberately wanted to blend into the background and not make herself stand out. For Black Cauldron, I often couldn’t think of what she would do, except that she was along for the ride.
>>112592
That's what the God Chains are for. Since he doesn't have actual self restraint, an external force should step in.
As for Cauldron's goals, I would assume she'd want to reach a sort of freedom from her side job and actually work with what she likes, like cooking and potion mixing, and not potentially risking her family due to her ties with the gang. It should prove useful if applicable.
That's what the God Chains are for. Since he doesn't have actual self restraint, an external force should step in.
As for Cauldron's goals, I would assume she'd want to reach a sort of freedom from her side job and actually work with what she likes, like cooking and potion mixing, and not potentially risking her family due to her ties with the gang. It should prove useful if applicable.
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Alright everypony. We've been putting this off way too long. We need to get some action started. Tell me when everypony is available so we can get into this
>>112604
Is the batpony not scared off by the autist cesspit she has witnessed? And does she have any armor?
Is the batpony not scared off by the autist cesspit she has witnessed? And does she have any armor?
>>112605
Pretty sure it would fall into the 'put this off' category. I suggest we simply start this already.
Pretty sure it would fall into the 'put this off' category. I suggest we simply start this already.
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>>112611
Well hey. If you believe it's necessary, he can do it. I'm simply trying to move things along and not focus on staying at the bar any longer.
Well hey. If you believe it's necessary, he can do it. I'm simply trying to move things along and not focus on staying at the bar any longer.
>>112605
No armor.
She's obvious realizing she's walked into something she doesn't know about. So she isn't gonna say shit.
No armor.
She's obvious realizing she's walked into something she doesn't know about. So she isn't gonna say shit.
Sigh
Knowing that Dark Star is not here, what is everyone’s preferred manner of approach. I can not describe a location with knowing specifically which part it is
Knowing that Dark Star is not here, what is everyone’s preferred manner of approach. I can not describe a location with knowing specifically which part it is
>>112614
I'm going with Dark Star's suggestion of going north, but I'll do fine with whichever option.
Iron's not going to ask questions now of all times.
I'm going with Dark Star's suggestion of going north, but I'll do fine with whichever option.
Iron's not going to ask questions now of all times.
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And thus, the group goes about approaching their destination. They walk first to the North, going around parts of Red Heart as if to minimize their contact with the sector. They go through the Waterside neighborhood, where row-houses built in the 980s blend pleasantly against much older historical townhomes and occassional manors. East of these, closer to the waterfront, is the Inner Harbor district, to the immediate North of Red Heart, and typified by its freight terminals and one railway that runs along it north to the industrial Cowton district.
Entering into Red Heart, their eyes are immediately greeted by a cacophony of architecture. Older architecture, mostly single family homes and the occasional hotel, is placed incongruously against the tenement apartment buildings, mostly of a a tall, narrow architecture that must have dominated the construction of the 950s and 960s. These grey-red buildings look aged, and not in the graceful way of the historical architecture. Some of the windows are boarded up, many of the windowless walls have graffiti on them, often in unknown languages, and balconies are often overflowing with pots of plants - dead in the winter - or even have entire carts parked strangely on second floor balconies. Every now and then, a building has a roof collapsed in, or a hole blown in it, where a stray or perhaps deliberate bomb or artillery shell of the war landed, and has not since been repaired. The group passes a pair of houses of worship, a big white round shaped Temple of Boreas, and a square aquamarine Second Harmonist Church. These buildings are not dilapidated nor antiquated, but they fail to bring architectural grace or quaintness from their bare and simple appearances. Green and open spaces exist in Red Heart, as surely as they do in Waterside or anywhere else in the city. But these are slightly fewer as Red Heart seems denser than the City Center and North, and what clear areas there are often have more naked dirt and brown grass. The trees are brown and lifeless in the Winter anyways. Perhaps the most disturbing feature of Red Heart architecture is the presence of seemingly random manufacturies among the tenement blocks, with high sloped roofs, grey walls, loading docks and occasionally smokestacks. No city plan nor zoning laws govern them.
The roads are by and large paved, although often with potholes, and various debris - papers, garbage - strewn along them. Rats scurry about, and in places the overflowing garbage cans let off a clear smell. So too are the streets used by the inhabitants of the neighborhood. Ponies, Griffins, and at least one Kirin walk about. Some of these are alone, and those who are alone travel quickly, as if to minimize their time on the street at night. Those travelling in couples often hold each other, or stay together. Larger groups are more secure in themselves, and often talk loudly, in continuation of whatever revelry they just left. A decent number stumble about on the streets clearly intoxicated, sometimes shouting at passers by. In one area, a group of zebras and one griffin look as if they are in some argument amongst themselves that is likely to break out into physical violence... or rather, the group is witnessing the physical violence already. A couple ponies covered in rags look as if they've made the streets their home. The streets by and large abide by a grid pattern, with occasional streets of older origin crossing diagonally. Hoebuck itself is one these, diagonally intersecting with Horseman Avenue - a gig street with many shops and commercial buildings alongside of it, some ways south of where the party is crossing.
The group nears the water itself, and ends at its destination - just north across from 33 Hoebuck, very near the end of Hoebuck street. The little plot the group stands on belongs to a small commercial building with grey corrugated steel for a roof. The lower floor contains a small fishing supplies shop on the right side, and a laundromat on the left side. A stairway leads up to a second level where a railed external hallway accompanies a an office alleging to belong to a company that operates yacht repair, just a little further north and behind the structure. There are some small docks by the water side with a single boat in the water, though it looks hardly sea worthy in the condition it is in.
33 Hoebuck's lot is bigger than the average in Red Heart, with grass between the current lot, several leafless trees, and grass behind the building and between it and the waterfront. 33 Hoebuck's waterfront is not visible from this location, as 33 Hoebuck juts out at least a hundred feet further into the water beyond this lot to its north. The party can see only one side of the old building from this angle, that being one side of the workshop. It's three stories tall, although the ceilings appear to be tall, and covered in windows. The windows, however, seem to be covered in closed blinds. Though most of the lights are off in the building, a few on the second floor are on. There are no regular doors on this side of the building, but there are loading doors, and a covered loading area where a small road leads up to it from Hoebuck street.
[Read more] Entering into Red Heart, their eyes are immediately greeted by a cacophony of architecture. Older architecture, mostly single family homes and the occasional hotel, is placed incongruously against the tenement apartment buildings, mostly of a a tall, narrow architecture that must have dominated the construction of the 950s and 960s. These grey-red buildings look aged, and not in the graceful way of the historical architecture. Some of the windows are boarded up, many of the windowless walls have graffiti on them, often in unknown languages, and balconies are often overflowing with pots of plants - dead in the winter - or even have entire carts parked strangely on second floor balconies. Every now and then, a building has a roof collapsed in, or a hole blown in it, where a stray or perhaps deliberate bomb or artillery shell of the war landed, and has not since been repaired. The group passes a pair of houses of worship, a big white round shaped Temple of Boreas, and a square aquamarine Second Harmonist Church. These buildings are not dilapidated nor antiquated, but they fail to bring architectural grace or quaintness from their bare and simple appearances. Green and open spaces exist in Red Heart, as surely as they do in Waterside or anywhere else in the city. But these are slightly fewer as Red Heart seems denser than the City Center and North, and what clear areas there are often have more naked dirt and brown grass. The trees are brown and lifeless in the Winter anyways. Perhaps the most disturbing feature of Red Heart architecture is the presence of seemingly random manufacturies among the tenement blocks, with high sloped roofs, grey walls, loading docks and occasionally smokestacks. No city plan nor zoning laws govern them.
The roads are by and large paved, although often with potholes, and various debris - papers, garbage - strewn along them. Rats scurry about, and in places the overflowing garbage cans let off a clear smell. So too are the streets used by the inhabitants of the neighborhood. Ponies, Griffins, and at least one Kirin walk about. Some of these are alone, and those who are alone travel quickly, as if to minimize their time on the street at night. Those travelling in couples often hold each other, or stay together. Larger groups are more secure in themselves, and often talk loudly, in continuation of whatever revelry they just left. A decent number stumble about on the streets clearly intoxicated, sometimes shouting at passers by. In one area, a group of zebras and one griffin look as if they are in some argument amongst themselves that is likely to break out into physical violence... or rather, the group is witnessing the physical violence already. A couple ponies covered in rags look as if they've made the streets their home. The streets by and large abide by a grid pattern, with occasional streets of older origin crossing diagonally. Hoebuck itself is one these, diagonally intersecting with Horseman Avenue - a gig street with many shops and commercial buildings alongside of it, some ways south of where the party is crossing.
The group nears the water itself, and ends at its destination - just north across from 33 Hoebuck, very near the end of Hoebuck street. The little plot the group stands on belongs to a small commercial building with grey corrugated steel for a roof. The lower floor contains a small fishing supplies shop on the right side, and a laundromat on the left side. A stairway leads up to a second level where a railed external hallway accompanies a an office alleging to belong to a company that operates yacht repair, just a little further north and behind the structure. There are some small docks by the water side with a single boat in the water, though it looks hardly sea worthy in the condition it is in.
33 Hoebuck's lot is bigger than the average in Red Heart, with grass between the current lot, several leafless trees, and grass behind the building and between it and the waterfront. 33 Hoebuck's waterfront is not visible from this location, as 33 Hoebuck juts out at least a hundred feet further into the water beyond this lot to its north. The party can see only one side of the old building from this angle, that being one side of the workshop. It's three stories tall, although the ceilings appear to be tall, and covered in windows. The windows, however, seem to be covered in closed blinds. Though most of the lights are off in the building, a few on the second floor are on. There are no regular doors on this side of the building, but there are loading doors, and a covered loading area where a small road leads up to it from Hoebuck street.
>>112632
The older unicorn in the group I feel says it best, with a lowered voice as he looks upon their target. "This place looks terrible. Like everything bad about Baltimare is condensed into one single neighborhood, quarantined from rest of city to keep it all from spilling out."
The older unicorn in the group I feel says it best, with a lowered voice as he looks upon their target. "This place looks terrible. Like everything bad about Baltimare is condensed into one single neighborhood, quarantined from rest of city to keep it all from spilling out."
>>112632
Silver points over to the loading doors while looking to Skies for input. "What do you think odds are they have sentries posted inside? That looks like fairly direct route into building."
Silver points over to the loading doors while looking to Skies for input. "What do you think odds are they have sentries posted inside? That looks like fairly direct route into building."
>>112638
"Lead the way, I will be following."
One of Midnight's wings reaches to wrap around her pendant, as if to make sure it's still there.
"Lead the way, I will be following."
One of Midnight's wings reaches to wrap around her pendant, as if to make sure it's still there.
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