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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>>116211He 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?"
>>116213She tilts her head in a shrug
>>116212“Well, Alright then.”
>>116214"...you do know where one of those places are, do you not? Otherwise we might as well settle for an alleyway."
>>116214This 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?"
>>116215“Not precisely, but there should be one along the shoreline somewhere, likely north. Customs outposts. They often patrol the water.”
>>116216“Away from here. I can tell you that.”
>>116217Iron 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.”
>>116219Iron 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."
>>116222Khoi Lua
“What?! She is lying! You cannot let her go!”
>>116221There are a number of alleyways and little sections where there is a stairwell and walking area next to a building below ground level. How secluded they are is another question. There are dumpsters.
>>116223He looks back at Khoi. "Do you know she is lying?"
[1d20 = 9]>>116223I'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.”
>>116225Well, 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”
>>116226Iron nods.
"Tie the creatures up with the ties you have, please. Their previous binds are not really that sturdy."
[1d20+3 = 4]>>116226Sense Motive: Silver looks back at Zwolf, looking for any sign of deceit in her expression.
>>116228So, 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] >>116229>>116230Hell, that pretty much settles it: I'm not using Email dice any more. I'm just gonna use the comment for dice rolls.
>>116228She wouldn’t harm a soul. If ever there were an innocent soul, it’s her
>>116229Nevermind deceit,
She explicitly told him she is a slutty vampire stalking stallions at night clubs.>>116231The email dice looks prettier...
>>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
>>116234Iron 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?"
>>116232True, 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."
>>116235“They were there for a while, but started to leave not long before I heard you”
>>116236“Would you risk innocent victims of hers?”
She pleads
>>116237He sighs. "I do not know. It is hard question."
>>116237Iron 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. >>116240You know, the one that I mistook for a doorway, hinting at there being the old building, and possibly the captives.
Well, I have to go to sleep now
>>116241Oh, that one
>>116238I think Dark Star might say it’s an easy question
>>116242Sleep well.
Just goes to show the different in moral beliefs between Dark Star and Silver Sword.
>>116249*presence is presented to*
>>116250J-jeez Anon, you don't have to tease me like that.Iron is on standby, awaiting the flow of time to resume
>>116251Well, 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]>>116252UnfIron inspects the area surrounding the door, particularly inside the building just in case.
"See any movement, boss?"
>>116253Iron 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.”
>>116254Y-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. >>116255Iron 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.
>>116256B-baka~ S-stop your teasing.But a princess turned rogue would be good waifu material for the native boiIron 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.
>>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.
[1d20 = 6]>>116258Now even princess poner is teasing mehIron 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.
>>116259Straight 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]>>116260UnfIron 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."
>>116262He 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
>>116263He 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.)