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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>>115584“ I think they make it somewhere. They use it for somethings, most distribute it to members. But they give it to us sometimes as well. We use it for matches or mint or things like that”
>>115583Iron tries again, trying to make the door move.
[1d20+5 = 18]<Iron can't seem to take no for an answer I wonder where Dark Star went.
>>115585"...Admittedly, I am not as clued in as my friend here, I think. You mentioned something about society?"
Okay, I’ll consider advancing action tonight
>>115604I await your readiness, mister.
Cat awaits its blins.
>>115604Noice. We await your decision.
>>115591>>115588“You know, the group here. Were you not with them? Or invited by them? I think there’s a griffin who does some of their dealings across the sea, and a pony who does a lot of their work with the city. They try to stay self sufficient. They stay upstairs mostly. They keep me down here....”
He pulls away slightly, and closer to Silver and Dark Star. At this point, a small tether can be seen attached to his left rear leg
“I don’t get many visitors down here...”
>>115586The door finds this more persuasive, buckling
>>115608Thanks, GM-sama. I reduce the amount of dice rolling less than 5 to 3 times today.Iron uses this momentum to finally open the door the REAL way it's meant to be opened.
Hinges? Locks?
Pfft. Iron only needs
holes. >>115609Hello bat pony. Iron’s is looking for holes.
>>115610Iron has finally found a use for his body, as the door is pressed open. It opens into an area that is pitch black
>>115608Silver looks a little concerned about the existence of this tether. He points to it. "Why are you tethered?"
>>115611Iron takes out his flashlight, turning it on and seeing what
horrors this big hole of a room hides.
>>115611Hopefully not mare holes, because midnight isn't offering.
>>115612Gotcha, I guess she'll continue following until something happens.
>>115614A blank walk that seems to be plywood and added onto the building more than a century after its initial construction, and essentially just provides weather protection - and secrecy, if you want it - to the loading bay. There is a large pull-up door similar to a garage door over to Iron’s left
>>115613“They don’t want me leaving or wondering around...”
>>115608"muh pony friend here, don't member stuff good."
>>115616"I suppose then I would have to ask: why?"
>>115615Roger that. By the way, cart makes some noise while moving so stealth is going to be hard.
Fuck you E-mare, You just hate us nice colts! Why are you always like this? Whywon'tyouhavesexwithme! It's not fair!>>115616Iron seems intrigued by the room, walking over to the garage door and attempts to open it.
>>115617>>115617“Did you say you... were here to buy ponies?”
>>115618“Well, they don’t really consider me a member... and they say I owe them money for food and shelter and taking me in...”
>>115619It’s to pull up. It seems locked anyways
>>115620"Sounds like you are not so loyal to cause."
>>115620>>115615>LockedIron huffs, turning to Midnight
"We'll check this out after we send our friends off."
I assume Iron can walk to the loading bay from here, so he goes there.
(I think the boss should be near the church.)
>>115621“... to what cause?
>>115622He has exited the loading bay, the door is to the outside. Yes, it was unlocked before
>>115623Oh. Well shit. My reading comprehension is off.Iron decides that no hole can prevent his entrance, using his thick forelegs to pull the door up regardless of locks.
[1d20+5 = 23]<Jeez, this pony needs to be in the sexual offender registry >>115623"Why they are bringing foreigners to Equestria. Or, at least, you do not have loyalty to those in charge here."
>>115622"Okay, just lead the way."
She looks around, quickly following
"I hope we can find the others soon."
>>115626Iron nods, while now pulling the door with his might.
"I think it will happen sooner than you think, if my intuition is correct."
He stares blankly at nothing in particular.
"Hopefully..."
>>115624And this, he violates the lock, pulling the door up after breaking something with a definite metallic “crack”
>>115625“Well... I’ve mostly been here with the other two hyenas. They call them my “siblings.” They are not my siblings.”
>>115628Silver's head tilts at an angle, as if asking for more clarification.
>>115629“They are mean to me. They keep me down here most of the time.”
He blinks, then looks away
“... I probably shouldn’t say that... I can get frustrated sometimes”
>>115628Iron sighs contently, having taken a lot more doors' locks than he anticipated.
All this violation is going to plant him in a registry at this rate."There we go."
He opens the door up, eager to get the clothing and prisoners off his back and into safe pony contractor hooves, as well as figure out how's the other side of the operation going.
>>115630"I see..."
>>115617Silver looks to his friend for guidance. He whispers to him. "Think we should let him go?"
>>115631This leads him back outside of the structure, to the same place he entered a while before
>>115633Iron nods to himself, walking to the hidden clothes stash he smuggled out of the violated building.
"Alright. Church... thing."
He looks around for any sign of Griff Skies as he goes to fetch the fancy clothes.
>>115634No sign of her, at least not immediately. There may be Griffins walking along the street