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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>>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.
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