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>>119516Sure... Silver first cuts off the Griffin’s robes, then can stop her bleeding fairly simply with sufficient pressure below the chest, helped by rolling up a piece of the robe and tying it tightly around her
>>118456 →Meadows sighs, and looks down a little
“There are many things I may need help with. But not right now. Right now, much is still at stake”
>>119518Midnight doesn't seem to like this response
"If you say so, but tell me if you need something, I will do my best to provide."
>>119519“More strength... more energy... maybe it’s youth I lack now.... I don’t know what they took from me. But I know that others will need help too”
>>119518He looks upon his handiwork, perhaps not happy that the griffon will live, but content with the outcome. He looks out of breath for having done little. "There...healed..."
Silver shuffles over to Jubilosa, searching around in his bags with his teeth until he pulls out a potion vial and offers it to her. He speaks around the glass object between his teeth. "Here...you would not have...been injured...if not for me. Take it."
>>119520"But you need help as well, you cannot just neglect yourself just because others need help as well."
>>119521Mala:
“Are you sure you don’t want me to crush her throat?”
She takes it, and looks at it
“What is it?”
>>119522“Oh, I don’t know what I need now. Aside from a place to stay... but we are in danger now I think”
>>119523"Then I shall keep us safe"
Midnight looks around to get her bearings
>>119523To Mala: "I am sure. She will live."
To Jubilosa: "Healing potion...for your throat...one of my last two."
>>119525Mala nods
Blue Skies
“Silver, you should probably use that yourself, or for that grey earth pony”
>>119525"Grey...you mean Iron? He is injured?"
>>119524Midnight is in the hallway, before the bathroom, and nearish the stairwell. Midnight has since seen Silver go off to the end of the hall, and Iron and that unicorn go off into a bedroom on the left
>>119527"He got it bad in the boiler-room. But look at you,
you are injured"
>>119528"I did not notice..." He looks to Jubilosa, then to the potion. He considers his options for a couple seconds before placing one of hooves on the griffon's claw and pushing it closer to her breast. "Take it. I am certain."
>>119529Jubilosa is silent for a moment
Blue Skies: "What will you do?"
>>119530"We will see if Midnight can heal me. If not...I will have fight from distance. Or else fight very defensively."
>>119531She shakes her head, closing her eyes as she does so
"You cannot fight from a distance. That is for me and others. Not you"
>>119532He slowly nods. "Then I shall fight defensively."
>>119534He looks between the two griffons of their group, a smile on his face. "I am immensely grateful, to both of you. I owe you both my life."
>>119535The griffins nod. Jubilosa from her position laying down, and Shekels standing up
Jubilosa: "I wasn't expecting you to care. Not about your life I mean. About mine"
>>119536Silver looks to her, surprise visible on his face. "Why is that?"
>>119537"Maybe not quite that..."
She looks intently at the potion, examining the contents of the vile
"I just... My experiences with ponies and these Northerners has not been one of sacrifice or concern for my well being"
>>119538He nods, gently laying down as to not disturb his insides too much. "Few bad apples spoils bunch, I suppose. I know there are good griffons as well as bad, just as I know there are good ponies as well as bad." He looks over to the newly-bound and gagged griffon. "It is had to see when all you have had experience with is only one side...its worst side. These ponies came here to escape bad griffons that took their land, their home, even their very culture, and now more bad griffons have decided to invade their neighborhood and cause terror and crime. All they have seen from griffons is bad, so all they associate with griffons is bad. Much as you do with ponies."
>>119539Loputu nods, and walks closer in long, careful strides
Jubilosa lays down, soberly, and listens
"Damn Northerners..."
>>119540Silver scoots closer to Jubilosa, wrapping a foreleg around her in a sort-of hug. "Do not blame them all for their actions, but blame those who have given them these ideas of what griffons supposedly are. Show them best of what griffonkind can be. Weather whatever they throw at you with strength and grace, and show them what kindness and respect you would expect for yourself. You may not convince them all to change or question their views, but if you convince even
one pony that, perhaps, griffons are just as worry of kindness and respect as they themselves wish to be, then you will have made world just that much better place for both ponies
and griffons." He smiles at Jubilosa.
>>119541She is surprised as much by Silver’s touch as by his words. She looks to him, then her eyes dart around
She says finally
“I don’t think you and I mean the same thing by ‘Northerners’”
>>119542"...Oh, you were talking about these Feathesians and Imperials, not Skynavian ponies." His smiles goes a little awkward. "Eh...heh heh...I suppose it still valid...what I said..."
>>119543She shakes her head, and sighs
“We are not all the same”
>>119544"I know, I know..." He scratches the back of his head. "It is just I do not normally think of Feathesians and Imperials when I hear 'Northerners'. Normally, I think of Severyanans and Skynavians...sorry..."
>>119545“It’s a world of difference, behind those mountains”
>>119546Silver nods in agreement to what Jubilosa says. "Just as it is world of difference between Equestrians and Severyanans, separated only by some rivers." He puts a hoof on the claw holding the potion vial. "Please, take it. It will not do you very much good just sitting inside its glass."
>>119547She looks at it
“And you’re sure you want to give this
to me?”
>>119549And so, she takes the potion, drinking it. Khoi Lua stands up. Jubilosa stands up
“Wow... I can already feel the difference”
>>119553Alright.Silver stands up as well, albiet slowly. "That is good to hear. I am glad." He looks around at his companions. "Were any firebombs made in between when I left and you came to rescue me?"
>>119554“No. We went looking for you”
>>119555He nods. "Alright. After we've done what we can to hide trace of bodies, we should go back to bathroom with our new captive and start on making those firebombs."
>>119556“Eh, we can deal with this while you prepare for the battle ahead”
>>119557Silver nods. "Alright. We will meet up again when you are finished."
With that, Silver slowly makes his way back around the corner towards the bathroom.
I know it'll be a while until everyone else is on, but I figured I might as well post this for when Midnight's on next.>>119524Midnight can faintly hear the slow shuffle of hooves around the corner before she spots the silver pony slowly come into view. Even at a distance, he looks quite seriously injured and bloody, made all the more obvious by the fact that somewhere along the way he seems to have misplaced his armor and clothing.
[1d20+10 = 14]>>119561Midnight turns and sees the pony, gasping as she notices his ragged state.
"Silver! By the moon, what do you do to yourself?!"
She trots over quickly, accessing his wounds to see just how bad it is.
Heal check if it is needed for this impromptu check-up.
>>119562"I got into fight with griffons trying to take Loputu. Others came to save both of our lives."
He stands dutifully still for his doctor. From least severe to most severe, the list of injuries is as follows: fairly deep scratch marks under his left eye and on his neck, a slash mark across his chest, a sewn-up bite mark on his back, a strip of flesh torn from his right hindleg a few hours ago, and, the piece de resistance, a
deep wound on his back where it looks like some kind of crude blade was used to carve through his flesh and bone, breaking ribs in the process. His breathing is short and shallow and seems to cause him pain, and his pink skin is pale from bloodloss.
[1d8+2 = 6]>>119564Midnight tries, and fails to not cringe as she gently look over his wounds.
"This... Is not good. I will do what I can, but even I can only do so much."
With a short prayer to Luna, one of her hooves very faintly glows blue as she gently rests it on his back.
Casting Cure Light Wounds, and rolling HP healed.
>>119566Six points of HP restored to SilverThough her efforts at treating the wounds are more thwarted than not, given a lack of proper stitching into deeper cuts, Midnight’s potion has an immediate, noticeable effect. Some of the wounds, especially in the back, nigh instantly display signs of scarring, and the blood flow lessens
>>119568>>119566Got ahead of myself, I suppose."Ahh...thank you, Midnight. Your Goddess's magic is quite miraculous, I must say."
[1d8+2 = 9]>>119569"It is only made better by the fact I am able to help ponies with it. I hope it makes you feel just a bit better before we continue."
She nods and steps back, observing the healing.
>>119568>PotionWut
>>119570Potion, spell, all the same