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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>>116428"Make no mistake, if i detect a hint of betrayl while we let you out of that cage and untill we are done down here. I will not hesitate to end you,bug."
>>116430“If you are brave enough to come so close.
I won’t bite.”
She brings her side closer to the bars, though not pressing against it. She’s still on the other side of a steel door
>>116431“You’re such a charmer”
>>116429.... Are you already trying to waifu her?
>>116432Maybe~
Don't worry. Iron doesn't have the guts to commit yet. Most likely he'll offer a better paying job working for him instead of asking her out on the spot, rutting her into bliss and getting a restraining order after the fact.
Maybe I could sink into the mademare business. That should be a good goal for easier waifu harvesting and nurturing. Iron would make a good manager, me thinks. >>116432Since the matter seems to have been decided, be unlocks and opens the door. He places his trust in her to not bite him.
Heal: [1d20+7 = 25] Silver attempts to diagnose and, if possible, treat her injury.
>>116435The door opens, and leaves the exposed creature there standing upright, nothing separating the two of them.
She continues standing there, but both Mala and Khoi take several steps back. Silver can see the wounded area in more detail, or rather a set of smaller discolored areas, some of which have coalesced into one larger discoloration. Part of the dislocation appears to be electrical burns, similar to what was previous seen on Kerr and Wesley. Some of the discoloration, including discoloration on the legs and neck, are bruises. The bleeding of blue blood under the layers of chitin gives the black chitin a bluish color. Silver cannot do much, but he can add some cream to bruises and burns, and cover them in simple medical cloth
>>116436Сволочи! He is silently yet visibly fuming, recognizing the types of burns and bruises, and recognizing their origin. He does what he little he can, thankful at least he can do something. "There. I am sorry I can not do more to help, but only time and rest can heal these wounds."
>>116436>>116437"Hey those wpunds look familiar."
Dark star grimaces.
>>116437She smiles. Not maliciously. Almost smuggly.
“A true Gentlepony. Thank you.”
She steps out of the cage, back into the long, slender room
>>116439>>116438He nods in response to both of them. "Alright. May I ask if any of you know where other captives are being kept?"
>>116440Mala calmly, slowly, points his head to the right, and tilts it
“Deeper inside the structure”
Mala does not trail off on his sentence before a pause in his speech
“You will not like what you find”
>>116441Silver looks around at everything around him right now. "You say that as if I do not already expect it."
Well, I'm ready to proceed. Just waiting on Dark Star, now.
>>116441"I already don't like what we've found. The buckers runing this place are going to get theirs."
Alright.... time for me to actually figure out what the layout is. See if we can get Midnight fit this
>>116442Male looks at him with solemn brown eyes, and slowly shakes his head to Silver, as if to say “No. you don’t”
>>116443He turns his head away slightly, slowly, then nods slowly. It seems as if Dark Star’s answer has him concerned
>>116444That doesn't exactly instill a feeling of hope, but it does instill a feeling of fear and urgency.
>>116444>>116445Dark Star looks at silver and the bug.
"After you."
>>116444>>116446Silver nods, and motions for the group to follow. He takes the unconscious pony with him as he follows Mala's directions.
>>116447>>116446Mala moves forward, cautiously, taking them back to the narrow a d short hallway where the four doors meet. He presses down on the door handle with his paw, and then pushes it open
>>116448Dark star readies his bow, also hes in the back of the party where he can see the changling.
>>116450The creature looks back to him, with a bit of an unpleased look
>>116449Don’t worry, we’ll get back to Iron soon enough
>>116447>>116451When the door is opened, it reveals a large room with tan mortar walls and some brick archways that is more empty than occupied. But over to the left is a griffin, brown and white, and off to the right side is a smaller animal cage with what looks like a pony inside
>>116448Silver waits for either an all clear, or some other signal from Mala.
>>116454No such signal either way is forthcoming
[1d20 = 8]>>116453Dark star squints at it
>>116453Perception on the inside of the room
>>116456The Room is more or less clear, except for a griffin, looks to be female and tied down on the right rear leg, and an older colt in a relatively small animal cage on the right side.
The room looks relatively more modern, and from its rectangular design, does not seem to have been constructed with a specialized purpose
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>>116457>>116454Dark Star pounts out the griffion to silver
>>116458Silver looks, and whispers to him. "She is tied down, like Mala was. You think she is in same situation as him?"
>>116459"Potentially, im not sure. Im more worried about our brother over there."
He motions to the pony
>>116460He nods.
>>116457Silver looks over to Mala. "Do you know that griffin?"
>>116462"Hmm...strange..."
>>116460"Your call on what we do. Should we go in loud, try to sneak in and grab colt, see if we can talk things out?"
>>116463"Lets just walk in like we belong here."
>>116465The two creatures stare at the five (six) entering, looking worried
>>116466Dark star trots over to the cage.
>>116467The colt stands up and moves back, his rear hoof hitting a bar with a “clank”
>>116467>>116468Silver stands guard over the group, serving as its muscle. He looks over at the colt with pity.
>>116468"Hey don't worry. we're here to help you. My Name is Dark Star. Whats yours?"
>>116470He doesn’t know why this Zebra is talking to him, but after a moment, he answers
“... Lõputu Sügis”
>>116472He looks up at Dark Star with soft, purple eyes the shade of lavender petals. His fur is a deep blue, almost liquorish color, and it shimmers in a way similar to a Crystal Pony. His dark grey mane has a vague purplish hue, and is tied up, as is his tail, in a single bundle. He appears to be adolescence aged, some years, but not that many years, younger than Dark Star. He pauses for more than a moment, then answers
“I am... born in Bluffhead... but I live in Baltimare”
>>116473Wisdom: [1d20+3 = 20] Silver tries to place the colt's accent.
>>116473"I'm not Familiar with bluffhead."
>>116474I think culture is intelligence based, not wisdom based.
>>116476*shrugs*
The GM is more than welcome to correct me if it is, but I think a 16 would pass either way.
>>116474Northern Pony, most likely Skynavian
>>116475“It is in the Hail Forest, in Skynavia”
>>116478"Where is the key to your cage?"
>>116478>>116477It falls into the Knowledge Skill, related to Local Knowledge, so yeah.
Next time, you should roll Intelligence.