The Baltimare group proceeds in their task of investigating a strange group of creatures, mostly Griffins, who seem to be involved in creature smuggling. Up on the Boulderfield,-Whinnysota line, the northern group settles in for a cold night along with their new friends and prisoners.
Soon to welcome our Swedish player and his character
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>>116800He nods. "Okay. Garbage chute, then stairs."
>>116801>>116802“Okay...”
He swallows, looks through the key ring, finds a key, places it in his mouth, unlocks a padlock, then opens the chute
>>116803Silver looks inside the chute, using his flashlight if it's too dark.
>>116792>>116795>>116800Iron processes this whole ordeal, overall being confused at most of the things mentioned, but decides not to question it out loud and instead mull it over to himself.
He gestures Khoi and Jubilosa to follow, obviously wanting to have a reliable formation to increase their odds of success, and moving into the garbage chute mentioned and points his flashlight at it.
>>116803Dark Star readys his duel revolvers
>>116806>>116804>>116805When Silver sticks his head into the chute, he is assaulted with a bad smell. It's hardly as bad as it could be, nor is is it unexpected for a supposed disposal of trash. It's what he sees next that is unexpected
Bones. Piles and Piles of Bones. They are all together in a room maybe 10 feet by 12 feet and of an unknown depth. All belonging to an unknown number of creatures, but surely the bones of several dozen are represented in this topmost, visible layer. Skulls of Equine creatures, probably ponies or Zebras. At minimum two seem to have the bases of sawed off horns, and another has a thicker sawed off horn. A kirin maybe? Another has two sawed off horns to each side, as does another larger skull. Several have birdlike beaks. Humerus bones, ribs, femurs, spatula bones, tarsus bones, cervical vertibrea. The remnants of hooves, paws, and wings, both avian and bat-like.
At least half of the bones are charred or partly destroyed by fire, and indeed many are unrecognizable because of it. But there are so many that
are recognizable.
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>>116807Looking down with Silver, his interest with exploring this watery graveyard dissipates almost immediately.
"I am pretty sure we should not go down there unless we are planning on escaping now, and even then it should be an emergency situation."
>>116807"...What the fuck have they been doing here?" He motions for Blue to come over and look. "What the fuck...
>>116809Skies comes over and looks.
She instantly regrets it, moving off
"What the fuck"
>>116811"I know! Sweet Celestia, government is going to have field day with this." He looks some more. "So, presense of kirin and griffon-or hippogriff-skeletons means this likely started after Stormfeather Maakie took over. And couple of horned skulls are missing their horns...think they sold those on black market, like what you saw in Zaphzia?"
>>116811Dark Star snaps out of his semi daze
He snaps a few pictures from a few different angles.
>>116812“Hellsword basin... yes...”
>>116808>>116809>>116810>>116812Mala is sitting down, looking away, and staring far off into the distance. He did not look inside.
“The most recent one in there must be two years old. That’s from before they found out that gnolls can digest bone...”
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>>116814Silver suddenly understands why Mala wanted immunity so badly. "...Not going to lie, that is fucked. You are still going to get immunity after this, but...that is
fucked."
>>116814Iron now understands why Mala asked for that immunity thing as his face contorts in disgust.
"At least this will make it easier to convince the authorities to stop this nonsense."
He glances towards Sands
(Now why would she want this immunity thing, too?)
>>116816"Nevermind authorities: even if I have to do it myself, this ends
tonight.
>>116818"That makes 2 of us."
Dark Star has a look of determination on his face as he stares down into the pit.
>>116818Iron nods, still with the determination to right the griffons' wrongs of taking advantage of ponies then dumping them as garbage.
>>116816Sands, like most of the creatures in the room, did not stick her head in the chute. But she had heard the others talking. It’s enough to leave her face in an expression of twisted and silenced horror
>>116815>>116817Mala’s head hangs low. It’s a look of shame, and one he’s worn in most of the short time they’ve known him.
>>116820The total number of bodies there is hard to measure. It looks like a few dozen, but who knows how deep it goes. There could be many more. Many of the bones are burnt. Clearly, they tried to cremate rather than bury the bodies first.
>>116822Iron, obviously worried about Sands and the other mares, walks back to the unicorn and wraps a foreleg around her, lightly squeezing her in an attempt to comfort her.
>>116790>>116820>>116821>>116822"So, how about it, my friends?" Silver draws his greatsword, holding it in a ready position. "Who wants to help me on this mission? Who wants to rain down punishment on this entire organization like this world has never witnessed before? Who wants to show Stormfeather Maakie what his Gods' Judgement really look like?"
>>116823She’s still a little bit more than disturbed, though somehow less surprised than Khoi, who looks almost ill.
Sands is hugged
>>116824Mala is pet. His fur is surprisingly soft, being short and mostly standing upright.
>>116825>>116824When they first met Mala, he was eating something. Something that left his mouth bloody, and which he hid behind a counter. He physically blocked Silver and Dark Star from entering deeper into the room after that point.
>>116825Mostly, there is silent nodding. Not quite yet an outburst of anger
>>116825"I Don't know about all that Divine judgement stuff, but im ready to fry some birds. maybe we can take maakie alive stuff him in this furnace."
>>116826Oh, Silver already put two-and-two together on that one.
>>116827"Oh, I have something
special in mind for Maakie that will really make clear gravity of this situation."
>>116826Iron whispers to her ear.
"Do not worry. We will make sure these scum will never try this again. Together."
He smiles, before turning his head to the other two mares with a serious, determined look.
"Khoi! Jubilosa! Let us rise up against these abominations that dare toy with the lives of ponies! We will cut their monstrous claws off of them and send them to the depths of fire!"
>>116825Iron stands up, determined.
"I am. We will break their beaks and cut their claws against these monsters in griffon's skin and feathers."
>>116828Dark Star has an almost gleeful smile on his face
"what did you have in mind?"
>>116830"Oh, you will see. I want to keep it surprise for now."
>>116829>>116828>>116830At this point, Khoi Lua literally explodes into magenta flames, her body now black as coal. She screams in anguish
”RAHHHHHH!”Jubliosa is taken aback and moves back, and Sands moves back a step in shock. It is Loputu who reacts the most strongly, turning away and running back several feet, before again facing her. Mala also moves back and tries to hide behind Dark Star out of line of sight
>>116832"Yes Cleanse this place with your flames! but only after we save all of the innocents in here."
>>116832Silver is about the opposite of surprise: he's rather elated to see the nirik come out. "
That is what I am talking about. Want to go hunt some griffins, Khoi?"
>>116832Iron, having experienced the whole Nirik transformation, obviously walks towards her, stopping at around 5 meters.
"Now that is the fighting spirit to demolish the enemy!"
>>116833He glances at Star, shaken out of his frenzy.
"Right."
>>116833>>116834>>116835It’s fortunate the walls and ceiling are made of stone, mortar, and brick, and not wood or anything flammable
”Bằng ánh sáng của sự hài hòa, tôi sẽ thấy rằng những con quái vật này bị đốt cháy!” >>116836Silver might not understand a word of that, but he gets the drift. He looks over to Mala. "Mala, if you would please, lead us to some griffons to punish, or prisoners to free."
>>116836Iron can't help but watch in awe the fiery passion Khoi unleashed, like a moth to a flame.
However, he knew that she had to be able to be stealthy for now.
"Khoi, listen to me. First we have to release the others before we commence our purging, and we do not want to scare them into a quivering mess."
He points at Loputu, who ran away the moment she caught herself on fire.
"I ask for the sake of the prisoners to settle down. You will get your chance to end the lives of these horrendous ponies soon enough."
Hooves crossed hoping this works. >>116837He blinks
“There are probably some prisoners upstairs, and maybe some in the workshop... Griffins, I think some may be in the dormitory, but I think they will be congregating at the top of the middle building...”
>>116838She sighs, and the flame slowly lessens
>>116839Iron nods.
"You will get your chance soon enough."
He places a hoof on her shoulder.
"Do not worry. You will give them their punishment soon enough."
>>116839"Well, let us free those prisoners."
>>116840>placing a hoof on the shoulder of the nirikNot sure that’s wise...
She nods
>>116841>>116842“I don’t exactly know where any prisoners would be... but they might be up the stairs in the dormitory...”
>>116843"Lead way, my friend." He looks over to Meadows, to check up on how she is doing.
Okay, I have to go to sleep now. It was really fun this weekend, and worth it to take the time to flesh out the characters. I think it’s progressed well thus far, and I hope we can enough ponies together to advance soon
>>116844She is still weak and not quite recovered. She doesn’t seem as phased by all of the news, and that might be a sign that she’s not comprehending or feeling. She is drinking the last of the cold coffee
>>116843I guess he hovers his hoof near her shoulder, then. :p
With a nod of his own, he beckons her, Jubilosa and Sands to move, preferrably in the position he requested.
>>116844>>116842"I am ready to head out."
>>116845Sleep well, GM. This weekend has been fun.
A recap for Midnight, for when they get back so they don't need to scroll through every post they missed:
The group opened the garbage chute in the room they're in, discovering that the griffins in charge of this operation have been using it to dispose of bodies. Hundreds of ponies, kirins, griffins, and perhaps even hippogriffs have been thrown in here, left to decay into skeletons for an unknown amount of time, with the most recent having been two years. They bear the marks of a failed cremation attempt by the griffins to try to hide their dirty work. The skulls of unicorns and kirins are missing their horns, each sawn off and likely either sold on the black market, or taken by the griffins here as trophies. Mala explained that the most recent skeleton in there is around two years old, as he explained to his greatest shame and remorse that it was just before the griffins discovered that gnolls can digest bone. The implication should be obvious.
Silver, Star, Iron, and Khoi are furious, and more determined than ever to free the prisoners here and punish every griffin responsible for this travesty. Mala is understandably filled with remorse and shame for his part in this, but is still committed to helping the group in their mission. Loputu, Sands, Jubilosa, and Skies have been stilled by what they found, only offering subdued responses to the others. Meadows has not had much of a reaction either way, though that is due to her condition more than anything else.
>>116852Silver looks over to Blue Skies. "So, what do you think civilian government would send over, now that we have found this?"
>>116853Awwww, thanks for that.
Now I gotta decide if Midnight becomes unhinged at the sight or just pukes.
Hey GM, for now can we just say that Midnight hasn't jumped down but decided to wait a minute?
>>116853“... That would convince them to do something, alright... I wish we had those sealed records from when the royal guard raided this place, or at least any witness interviews from when the EDF stormed it... That would have been helpful. As it is, we probably wouldn’t have to worry about using the NMAC garrison on this place, unless there’s something else we don’t know...”
>>116854Uh... hasn’t jumped down into what?
I hope no pony is actually going into the chute...
>>116855Not Iron, that's for sure.
>>116855Oh, I misread. Forgive me.
>>116853>>116855"Hooves crossed they don't have any dragons."
>>116855Silver nods. "We shall proceed, and try to make as many unknowns known as possible. With luck and our combined skills, we will have enough to make sure entire world knows what happened here."
>>116858She looks over with something of a frown
>>116859She nods with uncertainty
>>116859>>116858>>116857>>116856Meadows continues sipping coffee, though now with a definite look of fright and concern, and a facial expression generally of “why did that scaly equine just spontaneously combust?”
It’s Loputu however, who reacts the most, now screaming
“Ahhh!”
He runs off, it’s not really clear where he could go though
>>116860Iron, knowing his luck with traumatized small ponies and unsure of how to properly speak with the big horse Meadows, he decides that holding still is a valid option.
He glances at the enraged Khoi and the morose Sands, wondering to himself with a pensive twist of the mouth
(Khoi did not seem to ask about this 'immunity' thing. Mala at least ate bones of the ponies to feel the need to call it out. Was Sands part of the security? Why would she have a big wound to bandage her midsection? Something does not fit.)
Midnight steps over and looking into the chute. Her eyes twitch at the sight before she steps back.
"I pray to Luna for souls of the ponies, and I hope can we send the griffons who did this to Tartarus."
>>116860"Buck! sompony get him back here."
>>116861Sands herself has a concerned, twisted expression, as she stares off at the other ponies
>>116862Suffice it to say,
it’s bad. At least it looks like all of the flesh has already been removed, burned away, or decayed.
>>116864He continues. Running, screaming, turning around when he reaches an end of the room
>>116865Dexterity: [1d20+4 = 20] Silver tries to catch the panicked colt so he can calm him down.
>>116865Iron stares intently at the mare.
(She always seems to be a lot more separated to the rest, as if she is actively trying to avoid attention. What secret does she have?)
[1d20+5 = 6]>>116866Dark Star walks over to them calmly
Diplomacy
"It's fine young colt. kirin arent hurt by the fire. she's ok. and if you are worried about her hurting you. i give my word she won't."
>>116866>>116868The little colt, the color of that dress suit jacket that you thought was black, until you put it under the light and actually it’s blue, so you’re going to have to try harder to find a matching set of slacks.... where was I? Oh. Yes, the colt is captured by Silver when he runs fairly nearby. He flails his legs, and he is
not calmed down
>>116867Now, she’s startled by the colt being captured, and the colt screaming, and...
She turns around and looks at Iron with annoyance
“Is something the matter?”
>>116870"Shhh, shhhhhhh, it is okay, nopony is going to hurt you. We are all friends here." Silver keeps Loputu close to him and strokes his back, despite the risk of being hit. He uses a fatherly tone, a calming one he has used before to calm his foals out of their nightmares.
>>116870After one more second of staring, he decides that asking about it now is not wise.
"Your mane looks rather nice," he offers to her, with a small smile.
>>116871While it would be undeservedly demeaning to compare Loputu to a crayfish flailing its pinchers while being held from behind the thorax, that’s basically the situation, with Silver holding him from behind and his legs kicking forward
“I was just looking around the waterfront. I didn’t want to be involved in any of
this”
He’s almost crying
>>116872She smiles back
“Thanks”
And looks on with the scene with Loputu
>>116873"I know, little one, I know." He keeps a hold of him, trying to serve as a comforting presense, though he doesn't know how well he's doing.
>>116874>>116873With a nod, he turns back to the scene bemusedly.
(Now how would a stallion be able to calm down a colt?)
He hums to himself, listening to the small one's words, walking forwards to the scene.
"I assume you have a place to go back to, yes?" he sasks Loputu, hoping either him or Silver can respond.
>>116875"Yes, he has family here in Red Heart."
>>116874>>116875>>116868>>116862He’s clearly terrified
“I was just looking around!”
And now, because it, he too could have ended up inside of the chute. Or more likely, but not more pleasantly, inside of Mala’s stomach.
The scene has entirely shaken Khoi out of it, and now she too looks concerned. Jubilosa is also concerned and walks closer. Even Meadows stands up now, and walks over
Loputu speaks again, evidently in answer to Iron’s question
“Yes, I live in the city”
>>116877"I promise you, little one, you will get back to your family, and we will make sure griffins that did this will never be able to hurt anypony else ever again."
>>116877Midnight somberly looks at the gathered creatures, wishing she knew how to calm them all.
"What will be our next move?"
>>116877>>116878"What he said," Iron confirms. "Be strong for your family, young one."
>>116879He turns to Midnight.
"Most likely we will send the colt home through Skies and then move to where the prisoners are."
>>116877Dark Star trots back over to blue shekels looking rather perturbed.
>>116878>>116879Jubilosa comes up to him, and speaks in a strangely jovial tone
“Don’t worry little one. You’re a pony. They will go out of their way to help you, and they will never blame you”
Mala and Sands slowly and subtly move their heads in nods
>>116879They don’t entirely seem to know
>>116881“Well... I must admit that is not what I was anticipating when I was assigned to take an immigration case”
>>116882Silver looks at Jubilosa. "It is not because he is pony. It is because he is innocent victim in all of this, same as you."
>>116882>>116883Iron nods to confirm Silver's words are true.
>>116882"Yea me neither. i'm glad to be able to help anypony who is trapped down here."
>>116883>>116884Jubilosa nods, not seeming entirely convinced
>>116885“So then what do you want to do now?”
>>116886(It is a good thing she is not really agreeing with her being a victim,) Iron thinks to himself. (At least she did not suffer what the others had.)
He awaits the moment to finally move out to the places Mala mentioned it had prisoners, potentially through the hole underground.
>>116886"we'll have to wait until he calms down."
He motions at loptu
"i really want to fry some griffons."
>>116888He looks at Zebra Star blank faced
“How are you going to do that?”
To him, it must be an obvious question.
>>116887So.... where?
>>116889If I recall correctly, Mala said to visit the workshop and upstairs for some prisoner rescuing, so upstairs it is.
>>116889"Well...."
He looks over at the furnace.
"This would probably work well."
>>116891If you’re talking about the large over, that’s in the room over, and the boiler is two rooms over“... Is this like a gang ‘turf’ war?” He asks in almost disbelief
>>116890Sure, they can all move out to a place when you feel ready. Just be very specific about where you are trying to go because an answer than is even vaguely ambiguous will just be rejected with “where are you trying to go?”
>>116892I know, but I couldn't have Mala's suggestions in the 50 post limit, so I had hoped that'd be a good substitute.
In any case, I don't have many more ideas on how to interact with any of the ponies currently, so I hope we're ready to move out.
>>116892"I suppose you could look at it that way. if you think about it, aren't all governments just organized gangs?"
>>116894He blinks
“You’re the one with the weapon here...”
>>116892Silver looks a little amused at Loputu. "We are not gang, so no. We are just good people doing right thing. It just so happens that right thing is stopping these griffins."
>>116896Loputu, who I’ve assumed this conversation was to
>>116897This vague, non-offensive platitude is better received by the diverse audience in the basement, with Loputu, Jubilosa, and Khoi nodding, and Sands shrugging
>>116898The older unicorn lets go of Loputu. "You feeling better, little one? Can you be strong for your family?"
>>116899“Y-yes. I can be strong”
He has a cutie mark of a fish, which oddly is a lighter shade than his coat
>>116900He pats the colt's shoulder. "You are strong colt." Silver points out his cutie mark. "I take it you are good at fishing?"
>>116898"Do you want your family to be safe?"
>>116902Was that remark intended for Blue Skies?“... Yes. You’re... not going to hurt them.... Right?”
>>116901“Yes. I fish out in the harbor. It’s not really good for fishing here, maybe on Locust Promontory. Sometimes I find a boat to go out on, or go to the Peninsula”
>>116903no that was to loptu"Of course im not. but these griffions are terrible bastards."
>>116903"Huh. I never was very good with fishing, myself. How about a fishing tip?"
>>116903“They seem pretty terrible to me”
>>116905“That would be great, if I can ever get out of here”
>>116906"Of course we will get you out of here. Do not worry about that."
>>116906"These griffions are monstrous slavers. where were you when they took you prisoner?"
>>116908“I was walking past the boat repair shop, along the shore, trying to walk back and maybe see if there was a spot along the shore to fish. Not that there is really much to catch by the shore but I had the extra time.I could see them chasing after a griffin who fell down after leaving some truck, got up, and tried to run away as they chased her with a machete, and she fell again. I’m not sure if they stabbed her or not. This was about dusk. I tried to jump down to the sea, but they saw me. I ran, but they flew after me. I got to a pier next door where there was a boat I was going to hide in, or under. But my rear leg got caught in a wire thats used to tie smaller boats. It cut into my leg and caused me to fall. They caught me...”
>>116907He nods
>>116909Silver's blood boils, listening to Loputu's story. "These griffins..."
He looks over to the leg wound Silver patched up. "I suppose that explains where you got that. You have to be very strong colt, indeed, to even be limping along after that."
>>116909Dark Star gently pets him nonthreateningly
"It's ok , boy. Doesn't that make you angry though? that they would just take you like that?"
>>116910He looks down at it
“It doesn’t hurt that bad”
>>116911“Yes, it does”
>>116912Silver smiles. "Proving my point."
>>116912Dark Star kneels down and looks him in the eyes
"You know i can relate to your situation. i was almost where you are now."
>>116914“How... how so?”
>>116913He lowers his head
“I’m just afraid my parents will be angry I did not come home...”
>>116912>>116913>>116914Iron lightly stomps the floor with one of his forehooves.
"Wrap it up, you two. The more time we spend here, the more time they will notice something is amiss and reinforce. You two can have all the time in the world to have a chat with the colt after we take down the ones that dare use him as a tool."
>>116915"I'll tell you the story after we Finish this. but rest assured its....painful. tell me,colt. Down you know how to use a weapon?"
>>116917“No... my older brother does, but I do not”
>>116915"Angry? After they are told what had happened, they will just be happy to see you again."
Silver gets up, and looks to his companions. "Iron is right, however. We have been idle long enough. We need to move out."
>>116918"Alright just stay safe then."
>>116919>>116916"Lets roast some turkey."
>>116920Iron nods.
>>116921I have no snoot and I must neigh
Okay, where is the party going now?
>>116921*Angry Whinnying*
>>116923The stairs Mala pointed to, where it should lead to more prisoners.
That way, we eliminate any possible leverage and maybe tear this building down.
Going through that door leads into a small hallway, the same one Iron and midnight saw earlier. Off to the right leads back into the access tunnel, off to the left are two rooms, and there is the stairwell kind of near the center
>>116925Midnight quickly follows after him.
"Let us hope this mission is quick and clean."
>>116926Midnight scurries along. Things would probably be nicer for her if everyone
would just shut the fuck up >>116925>>116920>>116926>>116919Iron points to the left side to the rest.
"Let us check for prisoners over at the left side. Right side is where the machine thing that gave light and heat."
>>116919 >>116928Obviously, he goes there, expecting the rest to follow, opening up the closest door relative to his position.
Silver goes with the group, wherever they decide to go.
>>116928>>116930>>116927Dark star follows behind sands
>>116929>>116931>>116930Over to the left are two rooms on the right side of the hallway. Each has a faded black metal sign over the doorway with old white lettering that is chipping away. The closer one says "records," the further away one says "morgue"
>>116932"Records might be promising. Unless it is records of when this was Home for Wayward Mares. Or even before that."
>>116932>>116933"I guess there is only one way to know."
Midnight trots over and enters the room with the records sign.
>>116932>>116934>>116933Iron nods at Silver's comment, mimicking Midnight's actions of apporaching said door and attempting to open it.
>>116933>>116935>>116934Dark Star points his pistols at the "Records" Door
>>116933Skies shakes her head
"I think this whole area was sectioned off by the city after they took it over from the nuns... They didn't want to pay for heating all of this area"
>>116934>>116935>>116936They enter the room. It's... not entirely as advertised. There are a couple cardboard boxes. A Zebrican style shield. Several other items over in the corner. The room is not quite perfectly rectangular, as there are small walls that section off nooks, and one set of metal shelves that remains is in the center of the room, and has some items on it
>>116937Midnight steps over and carefully opens one of the boxes, using her knife if it's needed.
>>116937Silver looks at the items on the metal shelves.
>>116937Iron's brow rises, deciding to rummage the other items in the corner, also studying the zebra shield as he moves.
[1d20 = 13]>>116937Perception on the room for anything hidden
>>116940The zebra shield has a black and white pattern kind of like a Holstein cow
>>116942I mean... there are boxes
>>116941Roll luck
>>116943Iron decides to pick up the defensive tool, wondering if this is an actual shield.
>>116944There are some items of interest. Many cartons of Cigars, Blackjack Whiskey, several Kirpan style knives, a portrait painting, some polished stones that are likely onyx or topaz, some actual old records in boxes, a new cardboard box with paperwork, a few furs, some jackets, a jewelry box, a wooden griffin statue, and a set of robes
>>116945 It looks as if it is. Oval in shape, mostly wooden with leather covering it. Fairly large, but not huge
>>116946Iron nods to himself.
(Looks good.)
He takes it for himself, equipping it on his off-hoof.
That description is pretty mouth-watering. >>116946Dark Star Grabs the whiskey
>>116948Blackjack Whiskey from a Skyfall brewing company
>>116947He decides to check out the pile of items in the corner as well.
>>116951"Hmmm, well the sign was not wrong."
She looks at the papers a bit before leaving the box and looking to see what the others have seen.
"But I do not think we will find anything too useful here."
>>116951Silver looks in the new cardboard box, and its paperwork.
>>116952A shipping record out of Rottendamn, some correspondence, a few financial statements... nothing interesting
>>116951He decides to pick up the Kirpan style knives as well as the polished stones, stuffing the rocks in his clothes and proceeds to turn around.
"Anypony wants some of these knife-looking things? They should be silent and possibly a ranged option."
>>116955Skies and Sands are the first to volunteer
"Sure"
"Let me take a look at those"
>>116956Iron, seeing Skies has a more or less silent weapon, gives the knives to Sands, hoping she knows how to use them, with a small smile on his face.
"Here."
>>116959Sands has a confident look as she receives the knife, which has a twisted, backwards facing blade.
"Thank you"
Skies and Sands exchange hateful glances, then Sands examines the knives more
>>116958he whistles then puts all 12 in his bag
>>116960He nods, a tiny blush on his face, before turning back to the pile.
He inspects the jackets, considering how much protection it could give to a potential user.
>>116961Oh Dark Star, you can't carry ALL the whiskey
>>116962Some are fancy fur coats, at least one may hold more protective value
>>116963>file nameKek
he puts half in his satchel if he can fit it.
>>116963Iron hums in thought, then decides against it, only having the passing thought to give one to Cauldron as a gift that is quickly squashed by the possible heat she'd get from wearing that.
He assumes the jewelry box may have something else inside, as well as the wooden griffin statue.
>>116965aka he opens the jewelry box up to see what's inside and inspects the wooden statue.
>>116965A couple rings, err... bracelets. The griffin looks strange, with slimmer features, not quite skeletal but close to it
Is Silver kill?
>>116964He can, it just creates the risk of "clank" sounds that are not conducive to stealth
>>116967He decides that Jubilosa may know something of the statue, turning towards her.
"Does this statue look familiar to you?"
>>116968I'm still here, just waiting on the response to
>>116953 >>116953Similar essentially to
>>116953. Looks like accounting data essentially
>>116970Possible. Still risky
>>116969"Not..."
She looks at it more closely
"I am not sure..."
She looks uncomfortable
>>116972Iron cocks his head.
"That is a strange answer."
He holds out the statue for her to take it.
"Do you want it?"
>>116972Dark Star puts the bottle back in the crate except 1, which he puts in his bag.
He thinks to himself
"I'll be back laater for you "
>>116975Dark Star shall meet his true love again, some sunny day...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cHcunREYzNY>>116974She looks almost worried, and shakes her head in the negative
>>116977Uh, yes. He is correct
>>116978Iron raises an eyebrow, before placing it back in the pile, checking out the portrait painting.
"I assume it is some form of evil god back in griffonland?"
>>116978>"Till the blue skies drive the dark clouds far away."Nice
He Grabs a second bottle and trots over to blue.
"Hey i found something you might like."
>>116978Well, not sure what else Silver can do in this room that the others haven't. I guess he can grab the stones if no one else has. Maybe look at the robes.
>>1169812slow! Iron got stones!
Jewelry is still up for grabs tho.
>>116982Thought someone else already grabbed the jewelry.
Alright, guess Silver's down to the robes.
>>116981the cigars are still there.
>>116983Nope. They're still there for u.
Iron only looked at it.
*bat noises*
Not quite sure if there's really anything for Midnight to do.
>>116979"I... don't know. I am not familiar with... whatever is represented by that. But a smaller idol would be about that shape"
>>116980"Hmmm"
She looks pleased
>>116981It approximately resembles what the lead speaker was wearing back at Sacred Heart
>>116983If he's lost interest in the papers, sure
>>116986There is
always something to do
>>116987Well no disagreement there, but that doesn't mean my brain can think of anything.
>>116987Iron nods at Jubilosa's comment, but wonders why is this statue down here where nopony could ever see it.
He decides to take the statue with him in case it causes some sort of distress for the griffon cultist folk.
He decides to try out the toughest jacket/fur suit he can find in the pile.
(Maybe Khoi can have it.)
>>116984Unfortunately, Silver thinks cigars taste like ass. He'll pass.
>>116985Er...thanks for the hooflets?
>>116987Silver just leaves the robes where they are.
I mean, if there's anything of particular note related to the investigation, maybe, but you made it sound as if there wasn't really anything of interest.
>>116991It should have a good price to sell.
Maybe it can help you afford an actual place to live if you're lucky enough.
>>116991It was a joke to Midnight
>>116987>>116993Dark stat hugs her
"I've never had this kind of whiskey. i'm sure it good though."
>>116992...Maybe?
>>116987Appraise: [1d20-1 = 16] Silver thinks on what the jewelry Iron passed over might be worth.
>>116993...Okay?
>>116995200 bits if they are not infused with magic, more if they are
>>116994*Griffin is hugged*
"Would you like to share your first time with me?" She asks
Reeeeee yes he has! He ordered the Blackjack Whiskey from Glistening Glass a while ago >>116996Unfortunately, he's not very good at detecting magic. He still takes them though, one step closer to breaking even on this venture. "I suppose that is 200 Bits more than I used to have."
So, is there seriously anything of interest in the paperwork?
>>116990It's a tough fit, but it fits
>>116998As stated before, there is like a couple shipping records, some letters, and financial statements that are closest to being receipts and inventories
>>116999Iron takes it off, then turns to Khoi.
"Here, wear this. It seems sturdy to stop some of the damage these griffons may try to inflict you."
There's a new bread, guys.