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
/vx/ - Videogames and Paranormal
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>>116044
I've been liking things so far. Pacing is only an issue so far as it's apparently difficult to get even two of our schedules to line up. It might cause things to drag out, with as many rooms as we'll have to search through, and if we manually declare each and every single action going forward. Story so far has made sense, so I'm not seeing an issue there.
I just assume Iron's inactivity is just scheduling, like with a lot of the other players. I imagine if he had an issue he'd raise it.
Also, might as well declare Silver's next action while I'm here:
Silver takes a couple of the jars of Changeling Honey for evidence, and turns to Mala. "Something you said just minute ago, you made it sound like rumors of something like this operation have been making rounds. How long have these rumors been around?"
I've been liking things so far. Pacing is only an issue so far as it's apparently difficult to get even two of our schedules to line up. It might cause things to drag out, with as many rooms as we'll have to search through, and if we manually declare each and every single action going forward. Story so far has made sense, so I'm not seeing an issue there.
I just assume Iron's inactivity is just scheduling, like with a lot of the other players. I imagine if he had an issue he'd raise it.
Also, might as well declare Silver's next action while I'm here:
Silver takes a couple of the jars of Changeling Honey for evidence, and turns to Mala. "Something you said just minute ago, you made it sound like rumors of something like this operation have been making rounds. How long have these rumors been around?"
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>>116049
Spark nods and sits by the door. He sits the pistol beside himself, ready to pull it on an intruder.
Spark nods and sits by the door. He sits the pistol beside himself, ready to pull it on an intruder.
>>116057
"Terrible...this has been going on for while, then..." He contemplates this for a moment before looking again at Mala. "Do you have any idea where prisoners are kept?"
"Terrible...this has been going on for while, then..." He contemplates this for a moment before looking again at Mala. "Do you have any idea where prisoners are kept?"
>>116059
Silver nods in turn. "As soon as my companion is ready, we should try to find them. If this is first thing we have found inside here, then I do not have high hopes for what has been done to captives elsewhere in building."
He looks over to the changeling, looking on how she is currently fairing.
Silver nods in turn. "As soon as my companion is ready, we should try to find them. If this is first thing we have found inside here, then I do not have high hopes for what has been done to captives elsewhere in building."
He looks over to the changeling, looking on how she is currently fairing.
>>116060
Uh, change the last line of dialogue to be "deeper inside the building"
Mala nods, slowly, looking back at Silver
When Silver looks back to the Changeling, it's a dark black creature, difficult to make out its individual features. It has one big eye open, and though it's impossible to say exactly what the green sphere is looking at - it may as well be looking at everything in the room all at once - somehow, it has the air of staring unblinkingly directly at Silver
Uh, change the last line of dialogue to be "deeper inside the building"
Mala nods, slowly, looking back at Silver
When Silver looks back to the Changeling, it's a dark black creature, difficult to make out its individual features. It has one big eye open, and though it's impossible to say exactly what the green sphere is looking at - it may as well be looking at everything in the room all at once - somehow, it has the air of staring unblinkingly directly at Silver
>>116062
The creature does not respond. The chest does seem to be rising up and down in breathing motions
The creature does not respond. The chest does seem to be rising up and down in breathing motions
>>116063
"At least she is alive. I think I might have given her concussion, however. If changelings can be concussed."
"At least she is alive. I think I might have given her concussion, however. If changelings can be concussed."
>>116070
"She is eyewitness to what has happened here. She is valuable source of information as to who they have been bringing in, and perhaps with that information we can find those who have been sold off as slaves.
"As for attacking me, let us hope she is not that stupid. She has tasted what fighting me results in. If she tries to attack, she will only get hurt worse."
"She is eyewitness to what has happened here. She is valuable source of information as to who they have been bringing in, and perhaps with that information we can find those who have been sold off as slaves.
"As for attacking me, let us hope she is not that stupid. She has tasted what fighting me results in. If she tries to attack, she will only get hurt worse."
>>116071
The creature interjects after Silver’s statement, in that kind of creepy multi-tonal echoey voice that is common for her race
“Typical pony...”
She sounds tired. Or otherwise “out of it”
Then Khoi herself looks at Silver with a sort of worried expression
“If that is your best lead...”
The creature interjects after Silver’s statement, in that kind of creepy multi-tonal echoey voice that is common for her race
“Typical pony...”
She sounds tired. Or otherwise “out of it”
Then Khoi herself looks at Silver with a sort of worried expression
“If that is your best lead...”
>>116074
"It is not as if I did not give you choice in matter. But...I do apologise for hitting you. Sorry." He sits down facing her, hoping he's out of the range of any life draining abilities.
"It is not as if I did not give you choice in matter. But...I do apologise for hitting you. Sorry." He sits down facing her, hoping he's out of the range of any life draining abilities.
>>116075
Unlike its position when they entered the room, the creature is unrestrained within the cage. It could move around and even come next to the edge, if only it were orientated. But it doesn’t get up. She lays there in her side. It’s difficult to read its expression. The one green eye is open, and a fang hangs out. It says nothing
Unlike its position when they entered the room, the creature is unrestrained within the cage. It could move around and even come next to the edge, if only it were orientated. But it doesn’t get up. She lays there in her side. It’s difficult to read its expression. The one green eye is open, and a fang hangs out. It says nothing
>>116076
"I imagine you have one hell of headache. I could try to help you get rid of it if you do not attack me."
"I imagine you have one hell of headache. I could try to help you get rid of it if you do not attack me."
>>116080
"No, just...little guilty about bashing your head in, I will admit. Plus I would want help with something like that, if our positions were reversed."
"No, just...little guilty about bashing your head in, I will admit. Plus I would want help with something like that, if our positions were reversed."
>>116081
"You've done enough tonight"
The words barely come out of her mouth, and she does not move from her position laying on her side. The eye has not blinked once, and it is impossible to tell whether she is staring Silver down, or is blind in that eye. She sounds tired, and her voice has an erie quality to it, owing to its quality of being delivered in two tones at once. But there is more than a little resentment in it, and skepticism towards any good will
"You've done enough tonight"
The words barely come out of her mouth, and she does not move from her position laying on her side. The eye has not blinked once, and it is impossible to tell whether she is staring Silver down, or is blind in that eye. She sounds tired, and her voice has an erie quality to it, owing to its quality of being delivered in two tones at once. But there is more than a little resentment in it, and skepticism towards any good will
>>116085
It's not perfectly clear she is capable of sitting up at the moment. At least she doesn't seem inclined to do so if she is
It's not perfectly clear she is capable of sitting up at the moment. At least she doesn't seem inclined to do so if she is
I have absolutely no idea anymore of when GM gets online.
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>>116092
But seriously, I’m here most hours that I am not sleeping or in court. Including weekends (which tend to be silent during light hour s for some reason)
But seriously, I’m here most hours that I am not sleeping or in court. Including weekends (which tend to be silent during light hour s for some reason)
>>116093
Ah. I can't speak for the others, but I normally wait for signs that you're on to start posting. Anyways...
Silver levitates the health potion so it's right in front of the changeling's face. "Please?"
Ah. I can't speak for the others, but I normally wait for signs that you're on to start posting. Anyways...
Silver levitates the health potion so it's right in front of the changeling's face. "Please?"
>>116094
Her head moves ever so slightly, as if to orientate her field of vision, not that it's really easy to tell where she is looking.
"I'm not drinking your truth serum, or whatever that is. You're going to have to come in here yourself and force my mouth open"
Her head moves ever so slightly, as if to orientate her field of vision, not that it's really easy to tell where she is looking.
"I'm not drinking your truth serum, or whatever that is. You're going to have to come in here yourself and force my mouth open"
>>116095
"I really would much rather not. It is healing potion, I promise you. I bought it from potion store here in Baltimare, 2 Strong 4 You. Personally, I have seen stronger potions, but it is servicable."
"I really would much rather not. It is healing potion, I promise you. I bought it from potion store here in Baltimare, 2 Strong 4 You. Personally, I have seen stronger potions, but it is servicable."
>>116096
Her thin lips pull back, and for the briefest of moments it looks as if she is smiling in acknowledgement of the joke. Then it recedes, and she picks her head up to lift more towards Silver. Her eyes, light blue-tinted green, can now be seen to have a lighter point in them that was not obvious before, and is directed towards Silver
"What is it you want, pony? Was there a 'friend' of yours you wanted back, or something?"
She does not take the potion, nor is it obvious that her magic or limbs would allow her to do so
Her thin lips pull back, and for the briefest of moments it looks as if she is smiling in acknowledgement of the joke. Then it recedes, and she picks her head up to lift more towards Silver. Her eyes, light blue-tinted green, can now be seen to have a lighter point in them that was not obvious before, and is directed towards Silver
"What is it you want, pony? Was there a 'friend' of yours you wanted back, or something?"
She does not take the potion, nor is it obvious that her magic or limbs would allow her to do so
>>116097
"I would like for you to take healing potion. I would also like to ask questions about what you saw here, but even if you did not want to answer them, I would still offer you this potion."
"I would like for you to take healing potion. I would also like to ask questions about what you saw here, but even if you did not want to answer them, I would still offer you this potion."
>>116098
I don’t want to direct your character or anything... but the Changeling’s injuries are of the non-lethal type, whereas Silver himself has like 12 HP of damage, and he’s not done fighting for the night
I don’t want to direct your character or anything... but the Changeling’s injuries are of the non-lethal type, whereas Silver himself has like 12 HP of damage, and he’s not done fighting for the night
>>116099
Yes, that thought has crossed my mind before. Yes, I am certain of this decision. Even injured, Silver is still heaalthier than anypony else with him.
Yes, that thought has crossed my mind before. Yes, I am certain of this decision. Even injured, Silver is still heaalthier than anypony else with him.
>>116098
>>116100
Okay...
She looks over at the potion, then to Silver, then back to the potion, and tries to turn from her side onto her recessed, greyhound-like belly. She succeeds only in getting her forelegs out from underneath her and propping her head up. She then presses a hoof to her head in evident pain, and it seems parts of the wall can be seen straight through her leg.
A green aura of light, and it looks like she is trying to grab the potion with her magic, but the aura fails, just as well since if she had wrestled harder and then failed she would have dropped the potion. She leans her head closer towards it
>>116100
Okay...
She looks over at the potion, then to Silver, then back to the potion, and tries to turn from her side onto her recessed, greyhound-like belly. She succeeds only in getting her forelegs out from underneath her and propping her head up. She then presses a hoof to her head in evident pain, and it seems parts of the wall can be seen straight through her leg.
A green aura of light, and it looks like she is trying to grab the potion with her magic, but the aura fails, just as well since if she had wrestled harder and then failed she would have dropped the potion. She leans her head closer towards it
>>116101
A blue telekinetic sheath forms around the potion, pulling the stopper off of it and assisting in lifting it to her lips.
A blue telekinetic sheath forms around the potion, pulling the stopper off of it and assisting in lifting it to her lips.
>>116102
Her head pulls back at Silver pushing the potion forward, and for a number of seconds she seems to be rejecting the potion. Then she opens her thin, long muzzle, grips part of the bottle with a long, snake-like tongue, and tries to avoid her saber-fangs pushing the glass away as she grabs the potion with her mouth, and starts to drink it
Her head pulls back at Silver pushing the potion forward, and for a number of seconds she seems to be rejecting the potion. Then she opens her thin, long muzzle, grips part of the bottle with a long, snake-like tongue, and tries to avoid her saber-fangs pushing the glass away as she grabs the potion with her mouth, and starts to drink it
[1d8+1 = 5]
>>116103
The healing, positive energy liquid moves down her throat, reducing her headache in ways normal painkillers could only dream of.
>>116103
The healing, positive energy liquid moves down her throat, reducing her headache in ways normal painkillers could only dream of.
>>116104
She drinks it, drinks it, places the glass aside...
Her eyes go wide, and start to glow almost, looking nearly like slightly dimmer and smaller versions of green traffic lights. The white point within the eyes is clearer now, and looks off to the wall, then back to Silver.
Instantly, she jumps up, back arched like a startled cat, looking at Silver. She levels her chipped horn towards him in a more or less combative posture. There is a grimace upon her face
She drinks it, drinks it, places the glass aside...
Her eyes go wide, and start to glow almost, looking nearly like slightly dimmer and smaller versions of green traffic lights. The white point within the eyes is clearer now, and looks off to the wall, then back to Silver.
Instantly, she jumps up, back arched like a startled cat, looking at Silver. She levels her chipped horn towards him in a more or less combative posture. There is a grimace upon her face
>>116105
Silver for his part doesn't flinch, assuming she's just startled. He does smile at her though. "Feeling better?"
Silver for his part doesn't flinch, assuming she's just startled. He does smile at her though. "Feeling better?"
>>116106
She stands there, hooves spread apart, small chopped horn lowered, and almost barred fangs in what is pretty clearly a combat pose
“Not as well as I did earlier.” She says.
Her voice is slightly deep but unambiguously feminine, delivered in two tones as if by two separate voices delivered at once. The accent she spoke with when she took the mask of a pony is absent, an accent indeed that seemed to belong to a culture of ponykind Silver never before encountered. The whiter points of her eyes are fixated on Silver
She stands there, hooves spread apart, small chopped horn lowered, and almost barred fangs in what is pretty clearly a combat pose
“Not as well as I did earlier.” She says.
Her voice is slightly deep but unambiguously feminine, delivered in two tones as if by two separate voices delivered at once. The accent she spoke with when she took the mask of a pony is absent, an accent indeed that seemed to belong to a culture of ponykind Silver never before encountered. The whiter points of her eyes are fixated on Silver
>>116107
"Yeah..." He rubs the back of his neck in a clear sign of guilt or embarrassment, oddly calm for the situation he's in at the moment. "...not my greatest moment. Again, I am sorry." He looks around for a moment before picking up a jar of the changeling honey/jelly/whatever it's called with his magic, and offering it to the changeling. "Here, are you hungry? I would not blame you if you were sick of even looking at this stuff after being forced to make it for so long, but it should still be fine for you to eat."
"Yeah..." He rubs the back of his neck in a clear sign of guilt or embarrassment, oddly calm for the situation he's in at the moment. "...not my greatest moment. Again, I am sorry." He looks around for a moment before picking up a jar of the changeling honey/jelly/whatever it's called with his magic, and offering it to the changeling. "Here, are you hungry? I would not blame you if you were sick of even looking at this stuff after being forced to make it for so long, but it should still be fine for you to eat."
>>116108
Her eyes, it rather the lighter spots, move over towards the levitated vial, and the growling expression disappears off her charred black face, until her whole expression comes changes from a growling dog to that of a dog fixated on a sandwich.
She watches it, then sallies forth towards the end of the cage. Green Magic’s envelops the vial, pulling it forward, hitting a bar with a high pitched “clink,” then turned and pulled in. Her hooves grab it, then she tries to pull it with her mouth, and she sits down bites on it until she finally pulls out the stopper. Her thin tongue enters the vial up and down like the tongue of an ant eater, allowing her to slowly pull out and swallow little bits of the pink jelly.
Her eyes, it rather the lighter spots, move over towards the levitated vial, and the growling expression disappears off her charred black face, until her whole expression comes changes from a growling dog to that of a dog fixated on a sandwich.
She watches it, then sallies forth towards the end of the cage. Green Magic’s envelops the vial, pulling it forward, hitting a bar with a high pitched “clink,” then turned and pulled in. Her hooves grab it, then she tries to pull it with her mouth, and she sits down bites on it until she finally pulls out the stopper. Her thin tongue enters the vial up and down like the tongue of an ant eater, allowing her to slowly pull out and swallow little bits of the pink jelly.
>>116109
Silver looks actually kind of impressed at the dexterity and length of her tongue. If there was such a thing as tongue envy, it very well would be caused by this.
He lets her eat for a few moments before speaking up again. "Perhaps we could do our introductions again: my name is Silver Sword. Who are you?"
Silver looks actually kind of impressed at the dexterity and length of her tongue. If there was such a thing as tongue envy, it very well would be caused by this.
He lets her eat for a few moments before speaking up again. "Perhaps we could do our introductions again: my name is Silver Sword. Who are you?"
>>116110
He gets to see the tongue in action a little while longer as it descends down into the vial.
She has placed the vial inside of one of the holes of her leg, so that she just holds her hoof up and the vial stays in place in her leg. She looks up to Silver from her position sitting, and says to him with less hostility than before
“My name is Arbeiter Zwölf Zweiundneunzig Von Lycidae und Sturmwind“
He gets to see the tongue in action a little while longer as it descends down into the vial.
She has placed the vial inside of one of the holes of her leg, so that she just holds her hoof up and the vial stays in place in her leg. She looks up to Silver from her position sitting, and says to him with less hostility than before
“My name is Arbeiter Zwölf Zweiundneunzig Von Lycidae und Sturmwind“
>>116111
He sits there for a couple seconds, working out what it means in Wechselbalg to himself. "Worker Twelve...Ninety-Two? One Thousand Ninety-Two?" He looks over to her. "Is Lycidae your Queen?"
He sits there for a couple seconds, working out what it means in Wechselbalg to himself. "Worker Twelve...Ninety-Two? One Thousand Ninety-Two?" He looks over to her. "Is Lycidae your Queen?"
>>116113
God dammit, looking through the old threads is a pain. What was the name of Kerr and Wesley's Queen?
God dammit, looking through the old threads is a pain. What was the name of Kerr and Wesley's Queen?
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*lick lick lick*
>>116115
Any help at all? Lycidae sounds familiar to me, but I can't remember exactly if it was the drones' Queen.
Also, hello!
Any help at all? Lycidae sounds familiar to me, but I can't remember exactly if it was the drones' Queen.
Also, hello!
>>116116
That’s a strangely insistent reply... Okay...
The mother of Kerr and Wesley is something like “Lacinia”. I think both may be from the same “State,” but they are different creatures
That’s a strangely insistent reply... Okay...
The mother of Kerr and Wesley is something like “Lacinia”. I think both may be from the same “State,” but they are different creatures
>>116117
It's just a pain in the ass to look through the old threads. Sorry.
"I met pair of young drones not too long ago underneath Queen Lacinia, or something along that line. Do you know of her?"
It's just a pain in the ass to look through the old threads. Sorry.
"I met pair of young drones not too long ago underneath Queen Lacinia, or something along that line. Do you know of her?"
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Will anyone be here this weekend?
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>>116128
Oh. I'm sorry to hear that, man, life can be rough sometimes. Hope things turn out better for you soon. What's got you so down?
Oh. I'm sorry to hear that, man, life can be rough sometimes. Hope things turn out better for you soon. What's got you so down?
>>116130
I have had co-workers report me to the boss for no reason a few weeks ago. People are getting worse I swear.
I have had co-workers report me to the boss for no reason a few weeks ago. People are getting worse I swear.
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Meep?
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Who is here tonight?
Iron? Are you there?
>>116155
I like Morrowind more for that crazy spell maker and world, but Oblivion was more wacky fun, I have to admit.
https://youtu.be/4Ow5lGFju1c
I like Morrowind more for that crazy spell maker and world, but Oblivion was more wacky fun, I have to admit.
https://youtu.be/4Ow5lGFju1c
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>>116167
*the floof is touched, gently*
*the face of a kindly old stallion looks up through the parted floof*
*the floof is touched, gently*
*the face of a kindly old stallion looks up through the parted floof*
>>116167
I hope the transfer works out well for you. Maybe you will get more action there. What do you think?
I hope the transfer works out well for you. Maybe you will get more action there. What do you think?
>>116169
*the floof pony pony hugs back, or at least tries to*
*there is a lot of floof to hug through*
*the floof pony pony hugs back, or at least tries to*
*there is a lot of floof to hug through*
>>116173
But the floof and the pony are not the same...
What does this mean? The pony is not his floof, nor the floof the pony?
But the floof and the pony are not the same...
What does this mean? The pony is not his floof, nor the floof the pony?
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>>116179
Iron turns around, hoping he attracted the right attention.
(Come on. These sort of words should attract her easily.)
Iron turns around, hoping he attracted the right attention.
(Come on. These sort of words should attract her easily.)
>>116180
It looks like he has. Probably. Actually frankly he can’t remember well what she looked like, but it’s a griffin who is behaving like she met him before, so close enough.
“What are you doing out here? Good job by the way on your ‘mentally ill homeless guy’ disguise. Very convincing.”
It looks like he has. Probably. Actually frankly he can’t remember well what she looked like, but it’s a griffin who is behaving like she met him before, so close enough.
“What are you doing out here? Good job by the way on your ‘mentally ill homeless guy’ disguise. Very convincing.”
>>116181
Iron cocks an eyebrow, a bit suspicious of this griffon. Mostly just to make sure.
"What species is your coltfriend?" he whispers to the griffon mare.
Iron cocks an eyebrow, a bit suspicious of this griffon. Mostly just to make sure.
"What species is your coltfriend?" he whispers to the griffon mare.
>>116183
Iron nods, breathing a sigh of relief
"Thank the Gods I have found you," he exhales out, then points his snout at the cart. "I have 'things' to extract out of here. They speak in strange languages, but they seemed to be guards. Take a look. I also have extracted some clothing, but I need to fetch them first. Frilly looking. Had some city destinations on them."
>>116184
Rumors of my death have been greatly exagerated.
Iron nods, breathing a sigh of relief
"Thank the Gods I have found you," he exhales out, then points his snout at the cart. "I have 'things' to extract out of here. They speak in strange languages, but they seemed to be guards. Take a look. I also have extracted some clothing, but I need to fetch them first. Frilly looking. Had some city destinations on them."
>>116184
Rumors of my death have been greatly exagerated.
>>116186
Blue Shekels looks up and around, evidently surveying for who may be watching, before carefully picking the sheet and looking under
“By Poseidon, it looks like you’ve captured a couple aliens. And their dry cleaning.”
Blue Shekels looks up and around, evidently surveying for who may be watching, before carefully picking the sheet and looking under
“By Poseidon, it looks like you’ve captured a couple aliens. And their dry cleaning.”
>>116187
>Blue Shekels
Good meme right there.
Iron nods.
"Indeed. They might know something, but they speak strangely. The clothes are along for the ride."
>Blue Shekels
Good meme right there.
Iron nods.
"Indeed. They might know something, but they speak strangely. The clothes are along for the ride."
>>116184
Does the floofster want to continue talking to the giant parasite?
>>116188
“Probably aliens. Maybe we can retroactively get a warrant on them for illegal entry. I am skeptical as to how much they know. I don’t think we’ll have enough time to fully interrogate them before every other creature there becomes wise to us.”
Does the floofster want to continue talking to the giant parasite?
>>116188
“Probably aliens. Maybe we can retroactively get a warrant on them for illegal entry. I am skeptical as to how much they know. I don’t think we’ll have enough time to fully interrogate them before every other creature there becomes wise to us.”
>>116189
Iron nods.
"I figured we would not have the time. Perhaps there is a way to temporarily hold them for later questioning back at the place where ponies usually get interrogated on? The building itself was rather empty as far as I saw during my run in and one of them was awfully calm after seeing his two brethren get bucked."
He pauses for a bit.
"The clothing could help with identifying where is the cargo being sent back at the land on the other side of the water. Some of them had names on them."
Iron nods.
"I figured we would not have the time. Perhaps there is a way to temporarily hold them for later questioning back at the place where ponies usually get interrogated on? The building itself was rather empty as far as I saw during my run in and one of them was awfully calm after seeing his two brethren get bucked."
He pauses for a bit.
"The clothing could help with identifying where is the cargo being sent back at the land on the other side of the water. Some of them had names on them."
>>116191
Hiss!
>>116190
She picks up a coat, still on the hanger. It’s a fine fur coat, and she examines the pattern on it, a set of stripes.
“I guess we could take them to a customs outpost. It’s their problem to begin with, really. But they should be able to hold them. Maybe they will come to before the end of the night and tell us something... but that’s kind of beside the point. I know why the building is empty.”
Hiss!
>>116190
She picks up a coat, still on the hanger. It’s a fine fur coat, and she examines the pattern on it, a set of stripes.
“I guess we could take them to a customs outpost. It’s their problem to begin with, really. But they should be able to hold them. Maybe they will come to before the end of the night and tell us something... but that’s kind of beside the point. I know why the building is empty.”
>>116189
Sure.
"Are numbered names common for changelings? Do you have any names you like to go by becides?"
Sure.
"Are numbered names common for changelings? Do you have any names you like to go by becides?"
>>116193
To answer Silver’s earlier question about Lycinia,
The creature looks up at Silver with wide eyes. Well, she always looks kind of like that, but her mouth closes, lips curled around fangs that hang out, and she has altogether a more serious expression than a moment before
“Yes... I know of her... Numbered names are the standard at birth for Drones and Workers.”
>>116195
She looks at him with her slit green eyes. Forest green, not her old turquoise.
“A gathering. In the church. But they are moving back to the main building, or will be shortly”
>>116196
No u-er
Do you not want to play as midnight? Iron found Blue Skies
To answer Silver’s earlier question about Lycinia,
The creature looks up at Silver with wide eyes. Well, she always looks kind of like that, but her mouth closes, lips curled around fangs that hang out, and she has altogether a more serious expression than a moment before
“Yes... I know of her... Numbered names are the standard at birth for Drones and Workers.”
>>116195
She looks at him with her slit green eyes. Forest green, not her old turquoise.
“A gathering. In the church. But they are moving back to the main building, or will be shortly”
>>116196
No u-er
Do you not want to play as midnight? Iron found Blue Skies
>>116197
Iron hums.
"The lights were turned off recently, mostly by Midnight and I, so they will definitely be suspicious when they enter. I assume the job is not done yet?"
His mouth forms into a grin.
"I can keep kicking griffon flank... and beak."
Iron hums.
"The lights were turned off recently, mostly by Midnight and I, so they will definitely be suspicious when they enter. I assume the job is not done yet?"
His mouth forms into a grin.
"I can keep kicking griffon flank... and beak."
>>116197
Silver tilts his head at her. "I suppose from your expression it is serious thing to talk about other Queens."
Silver tilts his head at her. "I suppose from your expression it is serious thing to talk about other Queens."
>>116199
“Well, if things go sour, let’s hope you can kick enough of it. We are certainly not done. Dark Star and Silver kind of wondered off.”
>>116201
“No...”
She blinks from eyelids that close diagonally, almost horizontally,
“You named a queen... and understood my name...”
Though she speaks and ends in pauses, her words are stated with far more force than Mala, who would lower his volume at the end of his sentences, and had a strong tendency to lower his head and look away. Zwolf looks straight on, though she tilts her head slightly
>>116202
“Plan on happening?”
“Well, if things go sour, let’s hope you can kick enough of it. We are certainly not done. Dark Star and Silver kind of wondered off.”
>>116201
“No...”
She blinks from eyelids that close diagonally, almost horizontally,
“You named a queen... and understood my name...”
Though she speaks and ends in pauses, her words are stated with far more force than Mala, who would lower his volume at the end of his sentences, and had a strong tendency to lower his head and look away. Zwolf looks straight on, though she tilts her head slightly
>>116202
“Plan on happening?”
>>116204
“R&M want is to arrest every creature in that building either committing a crime or here illegally. That’s a bit... optimistic. A more manageable goal might be to collect evidence of some bad shut going on there, deliver it to R&M so they can get some of their stallions to form a perimeter, then go in and take down the leaders, and let the rest flee and get captured, or chase them out.”
>>116205
“Yes, that can end badly. They will notice it getting cold, too”
“R&M want is to arrest every creature in that building either committing a crime or here illegally. That’s a bit... optimistic. A more manageable goal might be to collect evidence of some bad shut going on there, deliver it to R&M so they can get some of their stallions to form a perimeter, then go in and take down the leaders, and let the rest flee and get captured, or chase them out.”
>>116205
“Yes, that can end badly. They will notice it getting cold, too”
>>116206
"I see. Did you happen to hear where these illegal ponies are stored in and how to get there? They should be more than enough evidence to properly set a perimeter and arrest the folk."
"I see. Did you happen to hear where these illegal ponies are stored in and how to get there? They should be more than enough evidence to properly set a perimeter and arrest the folk."
>>116207
She shakes her head slowly, lightly
“No. They talked about their gathering. No admission of anything illegal.”
She shakes her head slowly, lightly
“No. They talked about their gathering. No admission of anything illegal.”
>>116208
Iron grumbles.
"Figures."
He ponders for a bit, looking at his surroundings
"What about a safe place to store the items in the cart?"
Iron grumbles.
"Figures."
He ponders for a bit, looking at his surroundings
"What about a safe place to store the items in the cart?"
>>116203
"Ohhhhh..." A look of comprehension spreads across his face. He starts speaking in Wechselbalg, though with his thick Severyanan accent making it sound different from it being spoken by a changeling. "Ich habe die Sprache während des Krieges gelernt. Die jüngste Praxis hat geholfen."
He slips back into Ponish, working his jaw a little from speaking the foreign tongue. "I do not mean to assume, but from looks of things, but have been captured for while, now. Also looks like they have been forcing you to make jelly from captured ponies. What happened?"
"Ohhhhh..." A look of comprehension spreads across his face. He starts speaking in Wechselbalg, though with his thick Severyanan accent making it sound different from it being spoken by a changeling. "Ich habe die Sprache während des Krieges gelernt. Die jüngste Praxis hat geholfen."
He slips back into Ponish, working his jaw a little from speaking the foreign tongue. "I do not mean to assume, but from looks of things, but have been captured for while, now. Also looks like they have been forcing you to make jelly from captured ponies. What happened?"
>>116209
“Do you want to tie them up and place them in a dark room? A back alley? Or find R&M and dump them off there?”
>>116210
She nods, still with a look of almost concern. Then she says
“I was working in Baltimare, recently arrived and in one of those cheap nightclubs, minding my own business, when somepony found a body I left in a bathroom stall. Normally I would slip out through the front, perhaps after changing masks, but this time they stalked me. Jumped me. I wonder if they were planning to do that regardless because I made out with the wrong stallion. Anyways, they managed to subdue me. Put a ring on my horn.”
She looks away from Silver, pacing lightly across the small cell, and even whips her tail in evident annoyance at one point, the ragged thing having more in common with a rolled up cobweb than a horses tail so far as appearance goes, but in movement more like the later.
“Do you want to tie them up and place them in a dark room? A back alley? Or find R&M and dump them off there?”
>>116210
She nods, still with a look of almost concern. Then she says
“I was working in Baltimare, recently arrived and in one of those cheap nightclubs, minding my own business, when somepony found a body I left in a bathroom stall. Normally I would slip out through the front, perhaps after changing masks, but this time they stalked me. Jumped me. I wonder if they were planning to do that regardless because I made out with the wrong stallion. Anyways, they managed to subdue me. Put a ring on my horn.”
She looks away from Silver, pacing lightly across the small cell, and even whips her tail in evident annoyance at one point, the ragged thing having more in common with a rolled up cobweb than a horses tail so far as appearance goes, but in movement more like the later.
>>116211
He strokes his chin.
"I'd say find R&M and dump them with the clothing, then come back here to gather more evidence. I am pretty sure they want more than three griffons and some fancy clothes."
He strokes his chin.
"I'd say find R&M and dump them with the clothing, then come back here to gather more evidence. I am pretty sure they want more than three griffons and some fancy clothes."
>>116211
"Food collection." He looks a bit concerned at her wording. "I suppose by 'body' you do not mean dead body...right? Just...unconscious stallion from having been drained?"
"Food collection." He looks a bit concerned at her wording. "I suppose by 'body' you do not mean dead body...right? Just...unconscious stallion from having been drained?"
>>116214
"...you do know where one of those places are, do you not? Otherwise we might as well settle for an alleyway."
"...you do know where one of those places are, do you not? Otherwise we might as well settle for an alleyway."
>>116214
This doesn't exactly put him at ease, but he also considers that perhaps she doesn't always have the chance to check the vitals of ponies she's draining. He weighs his options as he poses one last question to her. "Say I let you free, what then? Do you continue gathering food? Try to return back home? Something else?"
This doesn't exactly put him at ease, but he also considers that perhaps she doesn't always have the chance to check the vitals of ponies she's draining. He weighs his options as he poses one last question to her. "Say I let you free, what then? Do you continue gathering food? Try to return back home? Something else?"
>>116217
Iron ponders for a bit, shaking his head.
"Do you have anything sturdier than clothing to tie these griffons up? I would rather not waste time by looking for them, as by causing a big disturbance, they should come in play, right?"
Iron ponders for a bit, shaking his head.
"Do you have anything sturdier than clothing to tie these griffons up? I would rather not waste time by looking for them, as by causing a big disturbance, they should come in play, right?"
>>116218
“They are not the Police, no. They will not respond to disturbances. BPD might, but they won’t necessarily believe that we are on the good side.”
“They are not the Police, no. They will not respond to disturbances. BPD might, but they won’t necessarily believe that we are on the good side.”
>>116219
Iron nods.
"An alleyway sounds good."
He inspects the area around him, hoping there is a secluded place to have the griffons in bondage.
Iron nods.
"An alleyway sounds good."
He inspects the area around him, hoping there is a secluded place to have the griffons in bondage.
>>116217
"...Just promise me you will try not to kill ponies when you drain them in future. I do not relish thought of innocent deaths on my conscious." He looks through his keys for the one to the cell, then unlocks it. He offers a hoofshake to Zwolf once it's opened. "Again, I am sorry for hitting you earlier. You were innocent captive in all of this and I reacted rather harshly. I offer you my dearest apologies."
"...Just promise me you will try not to kill ponies when you drain them in future. I do not relish thought of innocent deaths on my conscious." He looks through his keys for the one to the cell, then unlocks it. He offers a hoofshake to Zwolf once it's opened. "Again, I am sorry for hitting you earlier. You were innocent captive in all of this and I reacted rather harshly. I offer you my dearest apologies."
[1d20 = 9]
>>116223
I'll let the dice decide.
Choosing an alleyway at random, Iron does his best at hiding the cart from most eyes.
Skies and Midnight can assist.
>>116223
I'll let the dice decide.
Choosing an alleyway at random, Iron does his best at hiding the cart from most eyes.
Skies and Midnight can assist.
>>116224
“She is Kumiho. Even when she tell the truth, she shows her fangs. Prey upon stallions. And she is like the villain of fairy tale, but caged. Of course she would lie to you.”
>>116225
Well, the cart doesn’t look that different from a dumpster. There is an alleyway and the cart can be placed behind a dumpster.
“Well, let’s hope no pony stumbles upon it here, or tries to sleep in it if it’s a homeless creature”
“She is Kumiho. Even when she tell the truth, she shows her fangs. Prey upon stallions. And she is like the villain of fairy tale, but caged. Of course she would lie to you.”
>>116225
Well, the cart doesn’t look that different from a dumpster. There is an alleyway and the cart can be placed behind a dumpster.
“Well, let’s hope no pony stumbles upon it here, or tries to sleep in it if it’s a homeless creature”
>>116226
Iron nods.
"Tie the creatures up with the ties you have, please. Their previous binds are not really that sturdy."
Iron nods.
"Tie the creatures up with the ties you have, please. Their previous binds are not really that sturdy."
[1d20+3 = 4]
>>116226
Sense Motive: Silver looks back at Zwolf, looking for any sign of deceit in her expression.
>>116226
Sense Motive: Silver looks back at Zwolf, looking for any sign of deceit in her expression.
>>116228
So, I've heard that Email dice are pretty stingy when it comes to dice rolls, so I'm just going to test out a roll using comment dice. Feel free to ignore it, I just want to see if it's any better. [1d20+3 = 23]
So, I've heard that Email dice are pretty stingy when it comes to dice rolls, so I'm just going to test out a roll using comment dice. Feel free to ignore it, I just want to see if it's any better. [1d20+3 = 23]
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>>116227
“I can tie a griffin up”
She produces bands and a black rope like material from her jacket, and ties the creatures up with her own claws
“I can tie a griffin up”
She produces bands and a black rope like material from her jacket, and ties the creatures up with her own claws
>>116234
Iron nods to himself, unlatching himself of the cart and making sure the fancy clothing is hidden in the pile of normal clothes. He turns to Skies.
"How long did they change position from the church to the factory?"
Iron nods to himself, unlatching himself of the cart and making sure the fancy clothing is hidden in the pile of normal clothes. He turns to Skies.
"How long did they change position from the church to the factory?"
>>116232
True, but I do kinda like it when the dice don't fuck me.
"And if she is telling truth, I would be leaving innocent person here to rot. I can not leave that chance."
True, but I do kinda like it when the dice don't fuck me.
"And if she is telling truth, I would be leaving innocent person here to rot. I can not leave that chance."
>>116237
Iron ponders.
"Perhaps they have not closed my entrance just yet. Follow me. We are going hunting these illegal ponies and I know where they might be."
He proceeds to start his trek from the entrance he recently opened Current destination: Boiler Room Different colored wall. Objective updated: Break the wall.
Iron ponders.
"Perhaps they have not closed my entrance just yet. Follow me. We are going hunting these illegal ponies and I know where they might be."
He proceeds to start his trek from the entrance he recently opened Current destination: Boiler Room Different colored wall. Objective updated: Break the wall.
>>116240
You know, the one that I mistook for a doorway, hinting at there being the old building, and possibly the captives.
You know, the one that I mistook for a doorway, hinting at there being the old building, and possibly the captives.
>>116242
Sleep well.
Just goes to show the different in moral beliefs between Dark Star and Silver Sword.
Sleep well.
Just goes to show the different in moral beliefs between Dark Star and Silver Sword.
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>>116250
J-jeez Anon, you don't have to tease me like that.
Iron is on standby, awaiting the flow of time to resume
J-jeez Anon, you don't have to tease me like that.
Iron is on standby, awaiting the flow of time to resume
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>>116251
Well, I believe Iron is reentering the structure. He finds that the door to the external cover over the loading bay has not been closed
Well, I believe Iron is reentering the structure. He finds that the door to the external cover over the loading bay has not been closed
[1d20 = 15]
>>116252
Unf
Iron inspects the area surrounding the door, particularly inside the building just in case.
"See any movement, boss?"
>>116252
Unf
Iron inspects the area surrounding the door, particularly inside the building just in case.
"See any movement, boss?"
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>>116253
Iron sees no obvious signs of activity in the loading bay since he last left.
“Some entering the dormitory area. I don’t think the workshop will be very active tonight. I don’t know though.”
Iron sees no obvious signs of activity in the loading bay since he last left.
“Some entering the dormitory area. I don’t think the workshop will be very active tonight. I don’t know though.”
>>116254
Y-you tease.
Iron nods at Skies before comitting to the act of breaking and entering, beckoning Skies to follow, through the path visible to him.
Don't worry. Midnight is still with us.
Y-you tease.
Iron nods at Skies before comitting to the act of breaking and entering, beckoning Skies to follow, through the path visible to him.
Don't worry. Midnight is still with us.
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>>116255
Iron goes through, then Sheckles scurries along after him, and herself surveys the surroundings. As before, there are doors and pathways leading to the workshop floor, the main hallway, the underground access tunnel, and the storage area.
Iron goes through, then Sheckles scurries along after him, and herself surveys the surroundings. As before, there are doors and pathways leading to the workshop floor, the main hallway, the underground access tunnel, and the storage area.
>>116256
B-baka~ S-stop your teasing.
But a princess turned rogue would be good waifu material for the native boi
Iron ponders for a bit
"We should go back to the giant steam machine. Most likely there are griffons investigating the thing, but I believe it holds another room behind a rather flimsy wall. I believe the slaves are on the other side."
With that in mind, he takes the underground access tunnel, expecting the other two to follow.
B-baka~ S-stop your teasing.
But a princess turned rogue would be good waifu material for the native boi
Iron ponders for a bit
"We should go back to the giant steam machine. Most likely there are griffons investigating the thing, but I believe it holds another room behind a rather flimsy wall. I believe the slaves are on the other side."
With that in mind, he takes the underground access tunnel, expecting the other two to follow.
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>>116257
“O... kay”
For the moment, it appears that no creature has come back down underground, although sounds of activity from beyond and above can be heard, taking the form of clawsteps and occasional muffled talking.
“O... kay”
For the moment, it appears that no creature has come back down underground, although sounds of activity from beyond and above can be heard, taking the form of clawsteps and occasional muffled talking.
[1d20 = 6]
>>116258
Now even princess poner is teasing meh
Iron hums in thought.
"Probably wondering why the magic lights are off."
He attempts to hear bits and pieces of conversation, particularly if it's somegriff that he can understand as he reminds himself how to get to the steam engine room from here.
>>116258
Now even princess poner is teasing meh
Iron hums in thought.
"Probably wondering why the magic lights are off."
He attempts to hear bits and pieces of conversation, particularly if it's somegriff that he can understand as he reminds himself how to get to the steam engine room from here.
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>>116259
Straight down and one left turn. The lights are still on in the building. What has changed is the temperature. It is much colder now
Straight down and one left turn. The lights are still on in the building. What has changed is the temperature. It is much colder now
[1d20 = 5]
>>116260
Unf
Iron can't help but slightly shiver.
"I thought caves were supposed to be hotter than this."
He turns on his flashlight, following through the motions as he tries to reach the off-putting wall that may or may not lead into a well of slaves.
(They must be underground to make escaping harder. I know my intuition is correct. Just need to find that path there.)
His ears scan for any enemies as he goes.
>>116261
"Midnight, ears up. Griffons are patrolling the area above us, which means they might be at around any corner from spotting us."
>>116260
Unf
Iron can't help but slightly shiver.
"I thought caves were supposed to be hotter than this."
He turns on his flashlight, following through the motions as he tries to reach the off-putting wall that may or may not lead into a well of slaves.
(They must be underground to make escaping harder. I know my intuition is correct. Just need to find that path there.)
His ears scan for any enemies as he goes.
>>116261
"Midnight, ears up. Griffons are patrolling the area above us, which means they might be at around any corner from spotting us."
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>>116262
He cannot hear anything approaching, but he does reach the steam room. It’s dark and hard to see, but the lighter patch of wall is over to the right
He cannot hear anything approaching, but he does reach the steam room. It’s dark and hard to see, but the lighter patch of wall is over to the right
>>116263
He goes over to the lighter patch of wall, giving it a firm series of knocks with a foreleg.
(Maybe something will stir up and answer.)
He goes over to the lighter patch of wall, giving it a firm series of knocks with a foreleg.
(Maybe something will stir up and answer.)
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