Welcome back to the Latest Thread of Occupied Equestria
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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>>114263>>114264I'm not sure how it would fit in the world, but I do like the idea. Maybe Iron, Star, and Silver could form a team and dominate together?
>>114265Team fights in Arenas in DnD are usually A Great Idea.
>>114266>>114265Sadly, we either have to go to Sparta or find an illegal arena ring, since in Baltimare that kind of violence is illegal.
>>114267It's a damn shame. Ah well, we'll figure something out.
>>114261Do you mean like the “Arena” episode of Star Trek, the “Gamers of Triskelion” episode of Star Trek which prominently featured an arena, or Elder Scrolls: The Arena?
>>114264Uh.... Not entirely sure how that would work in the setting. The SDP are obviously not going to allow it, nor would the Conservatives or the Fascists. I can’t really imagine the Changelings thinking it’s a good use if time either. There has already been an underground boxing match run by the gangs, though I’m not sure if that’s quite what you had in mind. Maybe bandits in the jungles would make captives fight, or find it entertaining. Certainly I can imagine Dragons fighting in arenas, if the party ever went to the Badlands or the Dragon Isles.
Actually... I think I know....
Done with my Saturday trial prep... now I just have to go in Sunday...
>>114259Did you intend to send Silver back to the catacombs for corpse interment?
>>114270Hope it turns out satisfactory.
>>114270Eeyup. First thing tomorrow morning in-game.
Also, good luck with that trial!
Alright, we’ve now gone at least two days without activity. Let’s try to advance some action tomorrow, even if I will not be available the whole day. Don’t be afraid to post before 5 PM on weekends... it’s not like I work on weekends (even though I will be for part of tomorrow afternoon).
>>114272Good, I have something planned for that
I suppose it's gamer time.
Unicorn dances to a sick blues remix of elevator music, surrounded by staring zebras.
Even though elevators don't exist.
"Ooh! Ah! Heck yeah! Lovin' it! That how you zeebs do this, right?"
And he got beaten up and thrown out of the establishment.
>>114276Yeah. His life was a short one.
Cracked his neck and died before medical ponies could do anything.
All the zebras could think is 'Wow, ponies are so specist.'
This only marked the beginning of the civil species war between the two.
Not really tho. Is meme. I need the batponer to actually do anything noteworthy. >>114277I think Iron was last inspecting items on a cabinet or table
>>114278I know. There's not much else aside from dentist equipment there according to last post.
>inb4 finds a Playcolt mag under a clipboard >>114280Ohai. Want to caress griffon beak?
>>114281Uuuuuuh, is the griffon consenting?
>>114282Kinda sorta.
They are asking for it, after all.
>>114280Midnight and Iron are exploring the closed off area. There is an empty large rectangular room, and a smaller room with a chair and some items
>>114284>Some itemsMidnight inspects the items.
>>114285A single knife, a scalpel, and a small bowl
>>114287Small. A table, a few cabinets, stained white tile turned yellow with patches of brown and black. In the center, a reclining chair that most resembles either a dentists chair, or a hospital chair
>>114288Ah, medical.
Midnight looks around with a bit of contempt before leaving for the room Iron is in.
>>114290...
I thought he was in a different....
Ugh
>>114291>inb4 Midnight crashes on Iron's hindquarters again for this mistake.Iron shakes his head.
"We should go back to the giant machine room that burned my hoof."
>>114292"I agree, let us hope the others are having better luck."
>>114293>>114288Iron nods, then proceeds to walk back there, flashlight lighting the way.
>>114294>>114293As they walk forward, they see doorways and arches along the side of the hallway that were missed when iron decided to blink himself and walk forward in hopes of... Well, none but Iron knows what he thought he would accomplish by doing that, but they are there. Past where the door is busted, light comes through, and there are unambiguous sounds of movement
>>114295Iron, with the wisdom of a big minded native, decides to do the flashlight turn off again after hearing said movements.
He uses his ears to locate where are the sounds coming from.
[1d20 = 15]<Auditory aid is required >>114296In front of them. They come from an area that is lit from a light above, and iron can see at least two Griffins in the area of the boiler room
>>114296>>114295Robin, activate the batradar!
[1d20+5 = 19] >>114298>>114297Iron nods to himself. He looks at his surroundings, wondering what he could hit to attract the griffons to his location.
>>114298A distant movement of air that might or might not be a whisper followed by something More obviously a voice:
“Ze zijn hier! Ze klopten op de deur!”
>>114300She leans towards Iron's ear whispering as to not be heard
"There are griffons talking about something, but I cannot understand them."
>>114301Iron shakes his head.
"Me neither," he whispers back to the batty fellow. "but they sound agressive. Pretty sure they will attack us if we show ourselves."
Seeing only two griffons, he feels pretty confident in his odds.
"Are you ready for battle?"
>>114302I'm 90% sure klopten is horse, but other than that yes you are>>114303Midnight takes a deep breath
"Yes, I will do what I can."
Her knife reappears, this time in her wing.
>>114302Context kind of gives it awayThe CIA rates Dutch as the easiest language for an English speaker to learn>>114303>>114301A griffin peers into the boiler room, as a second s down the busted hallway, and a third hangs around
>>114305>>114304Iron nods, then studies the scene.
"Simple enough. We attack the one hanging around here first, then the one in the busted hallway and finally the one in the boiler room," he whispers to Midnight. "Should be easy enough as long as we take them out quickly."
>Griffin staring down hallway: “Is de deur naar de onderste gang vergrendeld en vergrendeld?”
Griffin in boiler room: “Ik hoop het. Als dat zo is, kunnen ze daar niet ontsnappen.”
>”Ik weet het niet. Ze hebben deze deur echt beschadigd. Moeten we om versterking vragen?”
“Boek zal de onderbreking niet waarderen en Maakies zou snel terug moeten zijn.”
>”Heel goed dan. Maak de kamer vrij.”
>>114307"would you like a blessing of strength or not?"
>>114310Midnight sighs and lays a hoof on his back, uttering a prayer in a language he can't recognize, before he can feel himself grow stronger.
She casts bulls strength, giving him +4 to his str score.
>>114311He inhales deeply, feeling his muscles strengthening, before looking at Midnight, determined.
"Alright, let us commence."
STR increased from 20 to 24, adding +2 to damage and chance to hit.
>>114308Seems the translate gods we are in relative clear for now. Time to wreak havoc.Who is the closest enemy currently? The one hanging around, right?
[1d20+2 = 13]>>114312>>114311The Griffin in the hallway pulls out a machete.
“Ik zie rare magische dingen in de gang! Ze zijn hier beneden!”
Distance 30 feet, roll initiative