We ride again
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Yay!
Awesome
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Alright Poners, are you ready to kick some griffin ass?
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The ponies have determined that there is a mass group of griffins who belong to the organization inside of a central meeting area in the dormitory square.
>>121010
Dark Star was scouting for exits with Blue Shekels
>>121010
Dark Star was scouting for exits with Blue Shekels
>>121012
Down the hallway, it looks like one is visible over to the right. It's recessed into the wall, so he can't see the actual door itself, but he can deduce that it is there.
The greater trouble comes from the fact that across from it on the other side is an entrance into the central area where the griffins are gathering
Down the hallway, it looks like one is visible over to the right. It's recessed into the wall, so he can't see the actual door itself, but he can deduce that it is there.
The greater trouble comes from the fact that across from it on the other side is an entrance into the central area where the griffins are gathering
[1d20+5 = 6]
>>121015
"I Don't like this one its too close to the entrance. Lets try to find a better one."
He moves quietly past it
>>121015
"I Don't like this one its too close to the entrance. Lets try to find a better one."
He moves quietly past it
>>121016
Dark Star walks past the entrance, carefully, delicately, on his hooves until..... A griffin collides directly with him, knocking him to the ground, and making quite a sound
Dark Star walks past the entrance, carefully, delicately, on his hooves until..... A griffin collides directly with him, knocking him to the ground, and making quite a sound
>>121018
The griffin is a young to middle aged looking griff of grey feathers and a brownish coat who is wearing an off-white colored robe. He looks to Dark Star/Zekker strangely, not immediately taking the hoof
The griffin is a young to middle aged looking griff of grey feathers and a brownish coat who is wearing an off-white colored robe. He looks to Dark Star/Zekker strangely, not immediately taking the hoof
>>121022
He pulls on Dark Star, evidently to pull himself up
"I saw you. You and that Unicorn. You came into the temple and sat down for the lessen. I did not see you come back here..."
He pulls on Dark Star, evidently to pull himself up
"I saw you. You and that Unicorn. You came into the temple and sat down for the lessen. I did not see you come back here..."
>>121024
"How.... who let you in here? You should be with the rest of the group in the other building"
"How.... who let you in here? You should be with the rest of the group in the other building"
>>121026
He sighs, almost with disgust
"Well, that would explain where he has been... But the event is upstairs.... If that is where you want to go"
He sighs, almost with disgust
"Well, that would explain where he has been... But the event is upstairs.... If that is where you want to go"
>>121028
With a foreclaw, and a look of mild irritation, he points behind him, and through the entrance that he just came from
"Through there. Up the stairs you can find on your left. To the top floor, the third one. At the end of the hall, you will find them."
With a pause, then he says
"Did the Minister approve you?"
With a foreclaw, and a look of mild irritation, he points behind him, and through the entrance that he just came from
"Through there. Up the stairs you can find on your left. To the top floor, the third one. At the end of the hall, you will find them."
With a pause, then he says
"Did the Minister approve you?"
>>121030
"Behind you. Around the corner. On your left. I would not go up there unless the Minister or the Landlord has invited you first"
"Behind you. Around the corner. On your left. I would not go up there unless the Minister or the Landlord has invited you first"
>>121031
"Thanks muh griff."
He walks towards the bathroom, he walks loud enough so blue can hear his hoof steps.
"Thanks muh griff."
He walks towards the bathroom, he walks loud enough so blue can hear his hoof steps.
>>121032
The Griffin looks back to him with a somewhat uncomfortable look. At least two more griffins from within the central look over to Dark Star as he walks, but say nothing and do not move. As soon as he moves out of the doorway, they pass out of line of sight. Blue Shekels stands further away, and out of line of sight from any intruding griffin. As he approaches, she says to him
"Well that was unsettling"
The Griffin looks back to him with a somewhat uncomfortable look. At least two more griffins from within the central look over to Dark Star as he walks, but say nothing and do not move. As soon as he moves out of the doorway, they pass out of line of sight. Blue Shekels stands further away, and out of line of sight from any intruding griffin. As he approaches, she says to him
"Well that was unsettling"
>>121036
It becomes quickly apparent that the bathroom the griffin sent him to was the one that the party is using as a staging area
It becomes quickly apparent that the bathroom the griffin sent him to was the one that the party is using as a staging area
>>121036
Um.... is Dark Star going into the bathroom and talking to ponies, or waiting, or.... what is he doing?
Um.... is Dark Star going into the bathroom and talking to ponies, or waiting, or.... what is he doing?
[1d3 = 1]
>>121041
Alright. Dark Star goes into the other hallway, and waits an appropriate amount of time before, presumably, going back the way he was going
>>121041
Alright. Dark Star goes into the other hallway, and waits an appropriate amount of time before, presumably, going back the way he was going
>>121043
Hello poner! Silver floof is (presumably) in the bathroom. He may plan, prepare, or otherwise act for the mission at hoof
Hello poner! Silver floof is (presumably) in the bathroom. He may plan, prepare, or otherwise act for the mission at hoof
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>>121047
As he walks forward, stealthily, a different griffin moves forward. Into him. Directly into him. Dark Star collides with a griffin and falls to the ground. Again.
As he walks forward, stealthily, a different griffin moves forward. Into him. Directly into him. Dark Star collides with a griffin and falls to the ground. Again.
>>121052
He does not find one. The other griffin quickly gets up and angrily follows him
“What are you doing? Say you are sorry”
He does not find one. The other griffin quickly gets up and angrily follows him
“What are you doing? Say you are sorry”
>>121053
The Griffin thinks he can smell some alcohol on the zebra
"Sorry, griff. i didnt see you there."
The Griffin thinks he can smell some alcohol on the zebra
"Sorry, griff. i didnt see you there."
>>121056
He looks at him, and stands before him
“You ran into that other griffin before, didn’t you, stripes? Where did you come from?”
He looks at him, and stands before him
“You ran into that other griffin before, didn’t you, stripes? Where did you come from?”
>>121058
He is silent for a moment. Then he nods.
“I take it the town group must have shown interest in you. I do not think they will take so kindly to your showing up under the influence of intoxicating spirits... unless they had other plans. Where are you going?”
He is silent for a moment. Then he nods.
“I take it the town group must have shown interest in you. I do not think they will take so kindly to your showing up under the influence of intoxicating spirits... unless they had other plans. Where are you going?”
>>121062
He is silent for a moment
“I don’t think he’s here. This is a private residence. You should not be here at all”
He is silent for a moment
“I don’t think he’s here. This is a private residence. You should not be here at all”
>>121068
He stands there for another moment, opening and closing his beak as if in a smack
“If that’s the kind of help he’s hiring... no matter. We’ll leave him to his business, while we pursue ours.”
He stands there for another moment, opening and closing his beak as if in a smack
“If that’s the kind of help he’s hiring... no matter. We’ll leave him to his business, while we pursue ours.”
>>121074
The griffin does not hang around, but goes back the way he can’t from, back into the central area. Blue sheckeks, peaking around, comes through too, to end of the hall. On the sides it rolls more or less symmetrical, with just a couple rooms on the walls. Dark Star has reached the corner
The griffin does not hang around, but goes back the way he can’t from, back into the central area. Blue sheckeks, peaking around, comes through too, to end of the hall. On the sides it rolls more or less symmetrical, with just a couple rooms on the walls. Dark Star has reached the corner
>>121078
Seems to be silent, though hard to tell with sounds from inside the central area, and from pipes in the walls
Seems to be silent, though hard to tell with sounds from inside the central area, and from pipes in the walls
Silver looks to Mala. "Do you have rough idea of how many entrances there are to common room?"
[1d3 = 2]
>>121081
“.... I think... I think there is the one from the central building, one to the street.... maybe another to the north or to the sea? Those should be closed I think. And the stairs”
>>121081
“.... I think... I think there is the one from the central building, one to the street.... maybe another to the north or to the sea? Those should be closed I think. And the stairs”
>>121084
Looking further down, three things are visible. To the right, halfway down, a recess in the wall. It looks like an exit. To the left, an opening in the hallway, evidently to the central area, right across from the exit. Also the right, just further down, what seems to be a door to a stairwell
Looking further down, three things are visible. To the right, halfway down, a recess in the wall. It looks like an exit. To the left, an opening in the hallway, evidently to the central area, right across from the exit. Also the right, just further down, what seems to be a door to a stairwell
>>121085
"Buck. this exit looks like the same one. maybe if we go down the stairwell we can find an exit?"
"Buck. this exit looks like the same one. maybe if we go down the stairwell we can find an exit?"
>>121106
No. This is a room full of similar looking griffins, unlike the more diverse crowd in the church earlier that night
No. This is a room full of similar looking griffins, unlike the more diverse crowd in the church earlier that night
>>121110
Before Dark Star leaves the room, he is able to gleam the following information:
The room itself is square. However, the second floor on the east and west sides "hangs over" the lower floor, making the raised ceiling a few stories above a rectangular shape. On each of the long ends is a railing to a hallway. Some of the rooms on the hanging sections have windows that look into the open area in the center.
The griffins are all dressed in robes, which include brown, white, and red. Some wear hats. Many seem completely relaxed and are clearly socializing in a normal way, while a couple read from books, and a few loiter and stand anxiously, or expectantly.
There is one familiar face - aside from the griffins he ran into, literally - the speaker at the church from earlier, who at the moment is talking to some griffins with a sort of urgency
Before Dark Star leaves the room, he is able to gleam the following information:
The room itself is square. However, the second floor on the east and west sides "hangs over" the lower floor, making the raised ceiling a few stories above a rectangular shape. On each of the long ends is a railing to a hallway. Some of the rooms on the hanging sections have windows that look into the open area in the center.
The griffins are all dressed in robes, which include brown, white, and red. Some wear hats. Many seem completely relaxed and are clearly socializing in a normal way, while a couple read from books, and a few loiter and stand anxiously, or expectantly.
There is one familiar face - aside from the griffins he ran into, literally - the speaker at the church from earlier, who at the moment is talking to some griffins with a sort of urgency
>>121111
>Checked
Dark Star Takes in the Sights and gets a bad feeling in the pit of his stomach.
He trots over to blue and says"Something is wrong."
He then moves back to the bathroom.
>Checked
Dark Star Takes in the Sights and gets a bad feeling in the pit of his stomach.
He trots over to blue and says"Something is wrong."
He then moves back to the bathroom.
[1d20+4 = 12]
>>121129
Well, what he's doing is reaching to grab Dark Star. Assuming Dark Star is not flat footed - which is actually not a solid assumption if Dark Star is turned to them, and initiative has not been rolled yet - Darl Star's AC should be 13, which is exactly the number required for it to land
Of course, Dark Star has an attack of opportunity.
Either way, the other tries to grab him as well, next
>>121130
Only if you want
>>121129
Well, what he's doing is reaching to grab Dark Star. Assuming Dark Star is not flat footed - which is actually not a solid assumption if Dark Star is turned to them, and initiative has not been rolled yet - Darl Star's AC should be 13, which is exactly the number required for it to land
Of course, Dark Star has an attack of opportunity.
Either way, the other tries to grab him as well, next
>>121130
Only if you want
>>121131
Silver is not going to leave his friend to be taken. He rushes out of the bathroom, sword in his telekinetic grip.
Silver is not going to leave his friend to be taken. He rushes out of the bathroom, sword in his telekinetic grip.
[1d20 = 14]
>>121131
"Hey git yer dirty griffin claws off of me."
He says loud enough so his friends can hear.
Dark star bites at one
>>121131
"Hey git yer dirty griffin claws off of me."
He says loud enough so his friends can hear.
Dark star bites at one
[1d20+8 = 28]
>>121139
Dark Star takes a five foot step and draws his bow, then fires at the one that touched him
Bab is +5 dex is +3
>>121139
Dark Star takes a five foot step and draws his bow, then fires at the one that touched him
Bab is +5 dex is +3
>>121142
>>121140
Dark Star takes a step back, pulls his bow and a single arrow, draws the string, and lets it fly almost point blank, right into the griffin's forehead, dead center between the eyes. A pink electric shock goes over his skull and shines in the eyes, as the energy pushes him backwards before he collapses to the ground on his ass, and then falls over to his side
Khoi and Jubilosa peak out from behind a shower curtain to watch the scene, as Blue Shekels stares
>>121140
Dark Star takes a step back, pulls his bow and a single arrow, draws the string, and lets it fly almost point blank, right into the griffin's forehead, dead center between the eyes. A pink electric shock goes over his skull and shines in the eyes, as the energy pushes him backwards before he collapses to the ground on his ass, and then falls over to his side
Khoi and Jubilosa peak out from behind a shower curtain to watch the scene, as Blue Shekels stares
[1d20+8 = 19]
>>121144
I forget what the penalty is for a nonlethal strike, so just take it off of the roll.
Silver aims a nonlethal pommel strike at the remaining griffon's head.
>>121144
I forget what the penalty is for a nonlethal strike, so just take it off of the roll.
Silver aims a nonlethal pommel strike at the remaining griffon's head.
>>121152
>>121150
>>121148
Already in pain from the sword strike that came down upon his shoulder (and may even have broken something), the griffin turns around and seeks to flee the room.... but not before being shot in the back around the base of the wing by an arrow from Dark Star, which, with a burst of pink energy, stops the griffin, lets him shiver once, then collapse to the ground
>>121150
>>121148
Already in pain from the sword strike that came down upon his shoulder (and may even have broken something), the griffin turns around and seeks to flee the room.... but not before being shot in the back around the base of the wing by an arrow from Dark Star, which, with a burst of pink energy, stops the griffin, lets him shiver once, then collapse to the ground
>>121158
Blue shekels:
“At least two entrances, plus the stairwells. There’s a railing overlooking the main hall.”
Blue shekels:
“At least two entrances, plus the stairwells. There’s a railing overlooking the main hall.”
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Hello ponies! Who is here?
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>>121167
>>121166
>>121165
Hello little ponies. The ponies are about ready to attack, once they have an approach to the area.
As far as is known, at the center of the building is a large square where many of the members of the organization are congregating, including the minister, but not including Maakie. A set of hallways form a square around the inner square, with four connections to it. These lead to an exit to the central building, one to a Hoebuck street, maybe one to the sea, and a pair of stair cases. The square is over looked by windowed rooms on the second and higher floors, and railings on the second floor on two sides
>>121166
>>121165
Hello little ponies. The ponies are about ready to attack, once they have an approach to the area.
As far as is known, at the center of the building is a large square where many of the members of the organization are congregating, including the minister, but not including Maakie. A set of hallways form a square around the inner square, with four connections to it. These lead to an exit to the central building, one to a Hoebuck street, maybe one to the sea, and a pair of stair cases. The square is over looked by windowed rooms on the second and higher floors, and railings on the second floor on two sides
>>121169
Blue shekels looks down at the griffins as they are dragged off by Khoi
“I think your bow just stubs them... They must have suspected you shouldn’t be here. They seem to know everyone who is here and anyone who isn’t one of them stands out.”
She looks back to him
“The communists were expecting visitors and new faces. Maybe the creatures at the church were. They are not.”
>>121170
I think he would be with the others in the bathroom
Blue shekels looks down at the griffins as they are dragged off by Khoi
“I think your bow just stubs them... They must have suspected you shouldn’t be here. They seem to know everyone who is here and anyone who isn’t one of them stands out.”
She looks back to him
“The communists were expecting visitors and new faces. Maybe the creatures at the church were. They are not.”
>>121170
I think he would be with the others in the bathroom
>>121174
“ Well, then at least there are some creatures they don’t know that they don’t want to mess with”
“ Well, then at least there are some creatures they don’t know that they don’t want to mess with”
>>121175
"Its going to difficult getting into the main hall without being a griffin. its packed full of the flappy merchants in there."
"Its going to difficult getting into the main hall without being a griffin. its packed full of the flappy merchants in there."
>>121178
"well you said the fire bombs were unethical right?"
Dark Star puts his hoof to his chin in thought.
"well you said the fire bombs were unethical right?"
Dark Star puts his hoof to his chin in thought.
>>121178
"All we know is that we need to surround them and do not let anypony escape from the room," Iron comments.
"All we know is that we need to surround them and do not let anypony escape from the room," Iron comments.
>>121179
“Well, here’s the thing. Every creature inside of Baltimare territory is protected by the laws of Baltimare, even if they are illegal aliens, and even if they are criminals guilty of acts so heinous even the SDP would hang them. So you can’t just sneak up on them, light them on fire, and kill them. That would be murder. You can kill them if they fight you with potentially deadly force. You can kill them if they imminently threaten someone else’s life. You can kill them if they are felons fleeing capture. But you cannot ambush them and kill them. I know we did exactly that over at Blackwood Pier. But that was a mission from the SSA itself, and the SSA considered itself at war with foreign elements and fifth columnists who themselves would not fight by the rules of law. So we treated it as war. But here, as of now.... even though these criminals are worse than the communists ever were.... we have a few more restrictions.”
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“Well, here’s the thing. Every creature inside of Baltimare territory is protected by the laws of Baltimare, even if they are illegal aliens, and even if they are criminals guilty of acts so heinous even the SDP would hang them. So you can’t just sneak up on them, light them on fire, and kill them. That would be murder. You can kill them if they fight you with potentially deadly force. You can kill them if they imminently threaten someone else’s life. You can kill them if they are felons fleeing capture. But you cannot ambush them and kill them. I know we did exactly that over at Blackwood Pier. But that was a mission from the SSA itself, and the SSA considered itself at war with foreign elements and fifth columnists who themselves would not fight by the rules of law. So we treated it as war. But here, as of now.... even though these criminals are worse than the communists ever were.... we have a few more restrictions.”
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>>121184
>>121183
Blue Shekels reaches over and tries to pet Dark Star with a claw
"Dark Star.... The law needs to care about the zeebs and the griffins. If it doesn't, they will become as disenchanted as you are. And if they do, they will rebel. And I assure you the Party cannot afford that, not at all."
>>121183
Blue Shekels reaches over and tries to pet Dark Star with a claw
"Dark Star.... The law needs to care about the zeebs and the griffins. If it doesn't, they will become as disenchanted as you are. And if they do, they will rebel. And I assure you the Party cannot afford that, not at all."
>>121182
"We split up into teams. Each team covers one of ground exits. When we are in position, we give griffons order to surrender, and alerting them to status of their comrades we have already captured or killed. Those who do will be taken peacefully. After that, we will converge on those griffons who did not and dispatch them, capturing them alive if we can, killing them if it is not option."
"We split up into teams. Each team covers one of ground exits. When we are in position, we give griffons order to surrender, and alerting them to status of their comrades we have already captured or killed. Those who do will be taken peacefully. After that, we will converge on those griffons who did not and dispatch them, capturing them alive if we can, killing them if it is not option."
>>121186
"Alright... who is in which team, and will the exits just be the ones that can get out of this building, or get out of the square?"
"Alright... who is in which team, and will the exits just be the ones that can get out of this building, or get out of the square?"
>>121188
Iron raises a hoof, waving it excitedly.
"Oh! Me! I can be obnoxiously loud and threatening to make others surrender!"
Iron raises a hoof, waving it excitedly.
"Oh! Me! I can be obnoxiously loud and threatening to make others surrender!"
>>121188
>>121189
>>121190
"We will cover exits to square. We have eight battle-ready ponies, so we will split in teams of two to cover four exits. Teams will be me and Mala, Dark Star and Blue Skies, Iron and Khoi Lua, and Midnight and Jubilosa. Loputu will stay with me, and Meadows will stay with Midnight. For their safey, they should avoid battle as much as possible."
>>121189
>>121190
"We will cover exits to square. We have eight battle-ready ponies, so we will split in teams of two to cover four exits. Teams will be me and Mala, Dark Star and Blue Skies, Iron and Khoi Lua, and Midnight and Jubilosa. Loputu will stay with me, and Meadows will stay with Midnight. For their safey, they should avoid battle as much as possible."
>>121191
"I understand your concerns, here, but if we do not split up, we will end up bottlenecked, and they will be able to retreat out of other exits."
"I understand your concerns, here, but if we do not split up, we will end up bottlenecked, and they will be able to retreat out of other exits."
>>121196
With slightly narrowed eyes, White Sands stands rather close to Iron, listening to Silver Sword
With slightly narrowed eyes, White Sands stands rather close to Iron, listening to Silver Sword
>>121198
Iron nudges Sands on the shoulder, offering her a small smile. "You keep my flank safe in case some griffon tries to sneak up on us."
Iron nudges Sands on the shoulder, offering her a small smile. "You keep my flank safe in case some griffon tries to sneak up on us."
>>121195
"So, you and I, and Dark Star and Mala?"
He rubs his chin for a second in thought before realizing how stupid he is. "Sorry, Sands. Where do you think you would be most effective?"
>>121195
"That could work, but what would we block them with?"
>>121197
"All plans we could come up with have that chance. I will do my best to make sure you all get out of here safely."
"So, you and I, and Dark Star and Mala?"
He rubs his chin for a second in thought before realizing how stupid he is. "Sorry, Sands. Where do you think you would be most effective?"
>>121195
"That could work, but what would we block them with?"
>>121197
"All plans we could come up with have that chance. I will do my best to make sure you all get out of here safely."
>>121202
"Well, I don't think we are alone in this building. It's best to make as little noise as possible."
Sands narrows her eyes and turns her head slightly while keeping her eyes locked on Skies. But she does nothing more and says nothing.
>>121204
She looks to Iron and smiles almost smugly
>>121205
Mala turns his head, and becomes a little droopy at this suggestion
"Well, I don't think we are alone in this building. It's best to make as little noise as possible."
Sands narrows her eyes and turns her head slightly while keeping her eyes locked on Skies. But she does nothing more and says nothing.
>>121204
She looks to Iron and smiles almost smugly
>>121205
Mala turns his head, and becomes a little droopy at this suggestion
>>121209
Her horn glows that yellow-green color just off from her eyes, and pulls out from her pack the strangely curved knife
"There are always other options"
Her horn glows that yellow-green color just off from her eyes, and pulls out from her pack the strangely curved knife
"There are always other options"
>>121210
"It doesn't matter who you are will. By fighting with us, you will be helping to protect all of us; including your friends." Silver smiles at the striped gnoll.
"It doesn't matter who you are will. By fighting with us, you will be helping to protect all of us; including your friends." Silver smiles at the striped gnoll.
>>121212
"Oh... oh... okay"
Blue Skies
"So, will we split up or not, where do we put the archers, and what are we doing with the entrances?"
"Oh... oh... okay"
Blue Skies
"So, will we split up or not, where do we put the archers, and what are we doing with the entrances?"
>>121210
Sorry had to go take some meds, i feel like shit
"What do you mean?"
Dark Star scratches behind his ears
Sorry had to go take some meds, i feel like shit
"What do you mean?"
Dark Star scratches behind his ears
>>121214
"I definitely want to get in there and demand surrender or force them into it through my hooves," Iron offers.
"I definitely want to get in there and demand surrender or force them into it through my hooves," Iron offers.
>>121219
He moves forward, now almost pressing into Dark Star, before his tail wags back and forth, and he moves, squatting as if about to sit
His tongue comes out, moving slightly in and out with each breath
He moves forward, now almost pressing into Dark Star, before his tail wags back and forth, and he moves, squatting as if about to sit
His tongue comes out, moving slightly in and out with each breath
>>121221
Dark Star's hooves go down the spined back of the gnoll, which arches down onto ribs. The fur is lose and moves around over the body as the hood presses against it, and there is a little fat on him.
He seems to really enjoy it, his tongue going in and out as Dark Star pets him
Dark Star's hooves go down the spined back of the gnoll, which arches down onto ribs. The fur is lose and moves around over the body as the hood presses against it, and there is a little fat on him.
He seems to really enjoy it, his tongue going in and out as Dark Star pets him
>>121223
*pant pant pant*
The fur is rubbed by easily, as the organs below the ribs bounce a little. Mala is fairly large, larger than Dark Star, actually. But Dark Star manages
Blue Skies:
"Well? We still need a plan"
*pant pant pant*
The fur is rubbed by easily, as the organs below the ribs bounce a little. Mala is fairly large, larger than Dark Star, actually. But Dark Star manages
Blue Skies:
"Well? We still need a plan"
>>121231
"If a pony could sneak past, they could certainly do it. They could time it at the same time as one of you makes a speech to get their attention
>>121232
"Well... they are similar in size, but the one right before the entrance to the center building is most obvious to flee to, as is the one near the street. It also requires the least stealth to get to"
"If a pony could sneak past, they could certainly do it. They could time it at the same time as one of you makes a speech to get their attention
>>121232
"Well... they are similar in size, but the one right before the entrance to the center building is most obvious to flee to, as is the one near the street. It also requires the least stealth to get to"
>>121233
"Excellent. That is where I will go," Iron nods. "I shall wait for the others to decide what positions they want to take before moving out."
He turns to Sands with a grin.
"I will be in good company," he says, proceeding to turn to Khoi. "Will you also accompany us there?"
"Excellent. That is where I will go," Iron nods. "I shall wait for the others to decide what positions they want to take before moving out."
He turns to Sands with a grin.
"I will be in good company," he says, proceeding to turn to Khoi. "Will you also accompany us there?"
>>121236
With a nod, he returns his gaze to Skies.
"We three will take the entrance you have suggested, boss."
With a nod, he returns his gaze to Skies.
"We three will take the entrance you have suggested, boss."
>>121240
"Yea that does sound like something we should do."
He makes eye contact with jubilosa
"i didnt mean you. i meant your captors."
"Yea that does sound like something we should do."
He makes eye contact with jubilosa
"i didnt mean you. i meant your captors."
>>121241
Jubilosa responds:
"Herzlanders. From the Imperial Remnant, maybe. They have the attitude for it, it seems"
Blue Skies
"Where do you want to go?"
Jubilosa responds:
"Herzlanders. From the Imperial Remnant, maybe. They have the attitude for it, it seems"
Blue Skies
"Where do you want to go?"
>>121242
"Imperial remnant?"
he looks over to blue.
"I'd like to give the speech to distract the griffins."
"Imperial remnant?"
he looks over to blue.
"I'd like to give the speech to distract the griffins."
>>121212
>>121239
>>121241
"Alright, here's the situation.
There are four entrances: North, East, South, and West. The North entrance is right across from the connection to the central hallway of the building. That's the easiest way for them to get out. It's also one of the easiest for us to get to.
Then there is the East doorway. That is maybe across from an exit to behind the building and towards the sea, but we don't know. It's most likely locked, if not boarded up. It's also easy to get to. The east entrance is also next to a stairwell, which we know can go both up and downstairs.
Then there is the entrance to the West. That entrance, we know, is right across from an exit to the street. It's probably locked, but still. There is also a stairwell there. This one is harder to get to.
Finally, there is the one furthest to the South. That one may have an exit across from it, but if it ever did it's almost certainly boarded up. It's also harder for us to get to.
Don't forget that there are stairs and rails overlooking the central area"
>>121243
"Grieffenhiem" She answers
"The Griffin Empire. If not one of them, one of the surrounding areas. They all have the same decadence to them"
Blue Skies:
"Just... do a good job. Remember that you have several civilians here who you may need the help of, and who will want sympathy for their own personal struggles, as well as for all of the... victims, of the organization here"
>>121239
>>121241
"Alright, here's the situation.
There are four entrances: North, East, South, and West. The North entrance is right across from the connection to the central hallway of the building. That's the easiest way for them to get out. It's also one of the easiest for us to get to.
Then there is the East doorway. That is maybe across from an exit to behind the building and towards the sea, but we don't know. It's most likely locked, if not boarded up. It's also easy to get to. The east entrance is also next to a stairwell, which we know can go both up and downstairs.
Then there is the entrance to the West. That entrance, we know, is right across from an exit to the street. It's probably locked, but still. There is also a stairwell there. This one is harder to get to.
Finally, there is the one furthest to the South. That one may have an exit across from it, but if it ever did it's almost certainly boarded up. It's also harder for us to get to.
Don't forget that there are stairs and rails overlooking the central area"
>>121243
"Grieffenhiem" She answers
"The Griffin Empire. If not one of them, one of the surrounding areas. They all have the same decadence to them"
Blue Skies:
"Just... do a good job. Remember that you have several civilians here who you may need the help of, and who will want sympathy for their own personal struggles, as well as for all of the... victims, of the organization here"
>>121244
"I will definitely take the North entrance with Sands and Khoi," Iron responds with certainty. "We will strike them down when it is time."
"I will definitely take the North entrance with Sands and Khoi," Iron responds with certainty. "We will strike them down when it is time."
>>121246
"Tear the door down, ask for their surrender and if they do not, I beat them up until they do, right?"
"Tear the door down, ask for their surrender and if they do not, I beat them up until they do, right?"
>>121248
“Oh, there is no door”
>>121249
“Hmmmm.... it looks like Iron wants that one”
>>121250
Her tail, cat like, with a puff at the end, flips, and she looks away for a moment with her catlike eyes
“I can say they’ve been the sick bird of Griffonia for quite some time, and that they are... Como se dice.... ‘consolidando’? They are... becoming as one. Maybe that is why these are here. But I do not know”
“Oh, there is no door”
>>121249
“Hmmmm.... it looks like Iron wants that one”
>>121250
Her tail, cat like, with a puff at the end, flips, and she looks away for a moment with her catlike eyes
“I can say they’ve been the sick bird of Griffonia for quite some time, and that they are... Como se dice.... ‘consolidando’? They are... becoming as one. Maybe that is why these are here. But I do not know”
>>121253
Iron's ear flickers at the sound of his native language, storing the possible question after taking down the big group of griffons.
He turns to Silver and Skies.
"My decision remains firm. We will act as the enforcers of justice from the main entrance. You will have to choose another door."
Iron's ear flickers at the sound of his native language, storing the possible question after taking down the big group of griffons.
He turns to Silver and Skies.
"My decision remains firm. We will act as the enforcers of justice from the main entrance. You will have to choose another door."
>>121256
"It should be alright with three ponies dissuading them from exiting through the northern door, right?"
"It should be alright with three ponies dissuading them from exiting through the northern door, right?"
>>121257
“Not if they force through en masse. It may be better to block off two doors and have only two groups”
“Not if they force through en masse. It may be better to block off two doors and have only two groups”
“Alright... the south entrance is less important. Somepony stealthy will go light a fire there with our fire bombs to close it off. The west entrance will have silver and probably dark Star. The north will have Iron. The East... well, that will either be closed off with more fire, or covered by midnight. I don’t suppose anypony will want to throw firebombs from the second level or shoot arrows from there?”
>>121267
"Your choice, Sands," Iron places a foreleg on her. "Choose what you think you will do best."
"Your choice, Sands," Iron places a foreleg on her. "Choose what you think you will do best."
>>121270
Iron blinks, not sure if she chose or not, but assumes that time will tell what she chooses.
Iron blinks, not sure if she chose or not, but assumes that time will tell what she chooses.
>>121270
"thats what i planned on doing. but then again. im not sure anypony else could shoot well from there."
He puts his hoof to his chin in thought
"thats what i planned on doing. but then again. im not sure anypony else could shoot well from there."
He puts his hoof to his chin in thought
>>121277
Iron nods, putting his hoof near the glowing end of the cigarette.
"I assume you want to set the place on fire, then?"
Iron nods, putting his hoof near the glowing end of the cigarette.
"I assume you want to set the place on fire, then?"
>>121280
Iron pouts slightly over her comment.
"I assume it does not, from your comment."
He gently squeezes her.
"At least you will get to stab some of them to death."
Iron pouts slightly over her comment.
"I assume it does not, from your comment."
He gently squeezes her.
"At least you will get to stab some of them to death."
>>121281
*squeeky*
She is squeezed
She takes another draw, and says
“I’d do worse to them if I had the chance”
*squeeky*
She is squeezed
She takes another draw, and says
“I’d do worse to them if I had the chance”
“Alright then... looks like we know at least most of what we are doing”
>>121290
Iron nods.
"I will enact the blunt force trauma and scare tactics to take out the will of these souless beaked folk."
Iron nods.
"I will enact the blunt force trauma and scare tactics to take out the will of these souless beaked folk."
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>>121303
Awww! I'm sorry to hear that, buddy. I'm glad to see you back, though. You feelin' any better?
Awww! I'm sorry to hear that, buddy. I'm glad to see you back, though. You feelin' any better?
I guess we could proceed to the next stage as soon as everypony is here. Midnight may be absent, which could be problematic
>>121308
*Is hugged*
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>>121308
*Is hugged*
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>>121312
Iron wants to enter through the northern door and act as a stone wall with Khoi (and maybe Sands, depending on what she believes is best at)
Iron wants to enter through the northern door and act as a stone wall with Khoi (and maybe Sands, depending on what she believes is best at)
Hmmmm....
Even without Midnight around, Dark Star could go upstairs
>>121314
Sands seems just a little hesitant to leave Iron with Khoi, but is even less desirous of melee combat, so she slinks off. Khoi and Iron don't know each other well, but she seems.... motivated
Even without Midnight around, Dark Star could go upstairs
>>121314
Sands seems just a little hesitant to leave Iron with Khoi, but is even less desirous of melee combat, so she slinks off. Khoi and Iron don't know each other well, but she seems.... motivated
>>121315
That is all Iron needs to know, as far as he knows.
Should Iron move out now or wait for Silver and Midnight to choose their positions?
That is all Iron needs to know, as far as he knows.
Should Iron move out now or wait for Silver and Midnight to choose their positions?
>>121316
As soon as Iron moves into the actual opening itself, he will be visible to the creatures inside of the square, and from basically every point in the square. This is true of all of the characters. Silver and Mala (and White Sands) are at a special disadvantage because they will have to run past an opening to get to their positions.
>>121318
I'm wondering if someone else should take control of that character
As soon as Iron moves into the actual opening itself, he will be visible to the creatures inside of the square, and from basically every point in the square. This is true of all of the characters. Silver and Mala (and White Sands) are at a special disadvantage because they will have to run past an opening to get to their positions.
>>121318
I'm wondering if someone else should take control of that character
>>121320
Sounds like they'll need a distraction.
Is it time to pull out the trans advocate Iron again?
Sounds like they'll need a distraction.
Is it time to pull out the trans advocate Iron again?
>>121325
"Boss, the path for Silver, Midnight and their companions seem to be pretty exposed," Iron comments.
"Boss, the path for Silver, Midnight and their companions seem to be pretty exposed," Iron comments.
>>121327
"Have you come up with anything to alleviate this small blunder? I could act as a big distraction if need be."
"Have you come up with anything to alleviate this small blunder? I could act as a big distraction if need be."
>>121329
"I think Silver and his companion are just going to have to run past and hope it will be okay. A distraction may be possible, but it is more likely to alert them to danger and will be very dangerous for the one putting on the distraction"
"I think Silver and his companion are just going to have to run past and hope it will be okay. A distraction may be possible, but it is more likely to alert them to danger and will be very dangerous for the one putting on the distraction"
>>121331
"Hmmm.... It could. But there are a large number of them and every single one of them would need to be distracted and not paying attention while also not being aware of danger. If even one of them is looking that way and thinks something is strange, that might alert all of them"
"Hmmm.... It could. But there are a large number of them and every single one of them would need to be distracted and not paying attention while also not being aware of danger. If even one of them is looking that way and thinks something is strange, that might alert all of them"
>>121332
Iron hums.
"That is a problem. Not to mention they will be nervous of the bat-winged pony if they were to casually glance her way."
He looks at Skies.
"I suppose I could stir up trouble of some sort by mocking a big griffon or something."
Iron hums.
"That is a problem. Not to mention they will be nervous of the bat-winged pony if they were to casually glance her way."
He looks at Skies.
"I suppose I could stir up trouble of some sort by mocking a big griffon or something."
>>121334
"But if you do that, you've substituted them noticing they are under attack because they see silver to them knowing they are under attack because they hear you"
"But if you do that, you've substituted them noticing they are under attack because they see silver to them knowing they are under attack because they hear you"
>>121335
Iron huffs in frustration.
"Alright. Maybe I could just make an extremely awkward conversation to make everypony look my way. Would that work?"
Iron huffs in frustration.
"Alright. Maybe I could just make an extremely awkward conversation to make everypony look my way. Would that work?"
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>>121348
“Alright... just remember that somepony needs to tell them all who we are, and give an ultimatum to surrender.”
Outside of the bathroom, to the right on the other side is a stairwell. Going up one flight leads to a landing with another door and another set of stairs going further upwards
“Alright... just remember that somepony needs to tell them all who we are, and give an ultimatum to surrender.”
Outside of the bathroom, to the right on the other side is a stairwell. Going up one flight leads to a landing with another door and another set of stairs going further upwards
>>121356
No immediate activity in the hallway. It's actually less well lit on the second floor, with painted off white walls on both sides, and a tan set of tile on the floor
No immediate activity in the hallway. It's actually less well lit on the second floor, with painted off white walls on both sides, and a tan set of tile on the floor
>>121358
Judging from what can be seen and heard, nocreature seems to be active in the eastern hall, second level at that moment
Judging from what can be seen and heard, nocreature seems to be active in the eastern hall, second level at that moment
>>121361
To the right, presumably, is the North side. This would place them above Iron, and above the entrance to the other part of the building. To the left, presumably, is the South side. This would place them opposite Iron and the entrance to the other building. To the left and in front of them is a closed but wide pair of wooden doors that evidently enters a room that partly hangs over the central square, and also covers the eastern entrance from above
To the right, presumably, is the North side. This would place them above Iron, and above the entrance to the other part of the building. To the left, presumably, is the South side. This would place them opposite Iron and the entrance to the other building. To the left and in front of them is a closed but wide pair of wooden doors that evidently enters a room that partly hangs over the central square, and also covers the eastern entrance from above
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Hello?
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Alright ponies... let’s try this again. Who is here?
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Alright, I am at my apartment. Who is here?
>>121535
Before she goes upstairs, Blue Shekels ask midnight
“To our winged pony friend, would you like to guard the East entrance that goes to the hallway and the seaside exit, or would you rather trust that be walked off by flame, and instead stand beside silver or iron at either of two other entrances?”
Before she goes upstairs, Blue Shekels ask midnight
“To our winged pony friend, would you like to guard the East entrance that goes to the hallway and the seaside exit, or would you rather trust that be walked off by flame, and instead stand beside silver or iron at either of two other entrances?”
>>121539
Blue shekels looks at midnight for a moment, and pauses, as if not certain. But then she speaks
“Okay. That should divide them, hopefully.”
She moves forward a step
“It will be dangerous to go alone. Take Jubilosa.”
The weird catbird looking thing pauses for a moment, then steps forward, each paw in a line, and with some raised hairs visible between the ends of her forelegs legs and where the leather vest begins. Her head moves from direction to direction in quick, clean movements, like a bird, and she looks at midnight with slit, green eyes
Blue shekels looks at midnight for a moment, and pauses, as if not certain. But then she speaks
“Okay. That should divide them, hopefully.”
She moves forward a step
“It will be dangerous to go alone. Take Jubilosa.”
The weird catbird looking thing pauses for a moment, then steps forward, each paw in a line, and with some raised hairs visible between the ends of her forelegs legs and where the leather vest begins. Her head moves from direction to direction in quick, clean movements, like a bird, and she looks at midnight with slit, green eyes
>>121541
She twists her head significantly to the right, causing medium-brown feathers on her neck to pop out almost like cards in a deck-mid shuffle. She responds,
“Who are you?”
She twists her head significantly to the right, causing medium-brown feathers on her neck to pop out almost like cards in a deck-mid shuffle. She responds,
“Who are you?”
>>121543
“Working what, exactly?”
Her paws are almost in a line one behind the other, and dried blood stains her brown leather vest running down from a slice in the middle, which overlays her dark-gold fur.
“Working what, exactly?”
Her paws are almost in a line one behind the other, and dried blood stains her brown leather vest running down from a slice in the middle, which overlays her dark-gold fur.
>>121544
"Well, I am just here to follow orders, not make them. And now, you and I will be working defense."
"Well, I am just here to follow orders, not make them. And now, you and I will be working defense."
Are these terrorists religious based, closer to Muslims? Or are they simply trashing things Antifa style?
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I wonder what the bugs are up to...
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Changelings are coot
>>121551
Spark finds himself walking through the active mine. Most vehicles move, some do not, and there is no shortage of workers, both actually working and standing around. Some, at attention, some, idle or waiting.
>>121561
Spark doesn't really know that at this point. It looks like the exterior panel, as well as part of the engine and transmission block, where damaged by blunt force applied from the outside
>>121567
Ruby is still over playing with Mutey and Broody over by the partly flooded area in the lower mine. A couple workers look over, or seem either irritated or intrigued by the presence of the foals, but most pay them no mind, or seem to not notice them.
Spark finds himself walking through the active mine. Most vehicles move, some do not, and there is no shortage of workers, both actually working and standing around. Some, at attention, some, idle or waiting.
>>121561
Spark doesn't really know that at this point. It looks like the exterior panel, as well as part of the engine and transmission block, where damaged by blunt force applied from the outside
>>121567
Ruby is still over playing with Mutey and Broody over by the partly flooded area in the lower mine. A couple workers look over, or seem either irritated or intrigued by the presence of the foals, but most pay them no mind, or seem to not notice them.
>>121577
We'll go with that
"Some of the workers are Equestrians from the area. After many of them refused to work here we replaced them from workers from the Crystal Empire.... they are marginally better. The thing is, really any of them could be motivated to sabotage the equipment. They are not too thrilled about mining for the Hegemony"
We'll go with that
"Some of the workers are Equestrians from the area. After many of them refused to work here we replaced them from workers from the Crystal Empire.... they are marginally better. The thing is, really any of them could be motivated to sabotage the equipment. They are not too thrilled about mining for the Hegemony"
>>121579
"Threats? No. No threats. Well, except maybe Gemmy last Tuesday. But mostly they claim it's an outside force"
"Threats? No. No threats. Well, except maybe Gemmy last Tuesday. But mostly they claim it's an outside force"
>>121581
"He made a threat about damaging his shovel last week after being ordered to do something he didn't like. He was detained."
"He made a threat about damaging his shovel last week after being ordered to do something he didn't like. He was detained."
>>121582
"Do you think that others that were his friends might not have taken a liking to your punishment and acted out?"
"Do you think that others that were his friends might not have taken a liking to your punishment and acted out?"
>>121583
"The Gendarme say that reprisals and being tough stamps out the will to resist"
His facial expression betrays some doubt
"The Gendarme say that reprisals and being tough stamps out the will to resist"
His facial expression betrays some doubt
>>121584
"Which is why you are having terrorism obviously, internal or otherwise. Your defenses are weak and you don't have a clue where or when it will happen again, but you can be sure it will."
"Which is why you are having terrorism obviously, internal or otherwise. Your defenses are weak and you don't have a clue where or when it will happen again, but you can be sure it will."
>>121585
"Look. I know we are having problems, alright. I just need to make it stop. We haven't met a single quota"
"Look. I know we are having problems, alright. I just need to make it stop. We haven't met a single quota"
>>121586
"Not a single one? My, you must be in good graces with the hive to get away with such a bit reputation. Regardless, looks like I will have to get things in working order here. Let me talk to this Gemmy and maybe I can find out what is going on."
"Not a single one? My, you must be in good graces with the hive to get away with such a bit reputation. Regardless, looks like I will have to get things in working order here. Let me talk to this Gemmy and maybe I can find out what is going on."
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>>121589
"Well... I think we can get things back up to speed soon if you let me work my magic. So... where is this Zu Lang?"
"Well... I think we can get things back up to speed soon if you let me work my magic. So... where is this Zu Lang?"
>>121592
Outside of the wagon, looking in, is a peculiarly tempermental creature. A Changeling, of the dry, almost beatle like skin, wearing field grey.
Outside of the wagon, looking in, is a peculiarly tempermental creature. A Changeling, of the dry, almost beatle like skin, wearing field grey.
>>121595
"I'm here to get things back on track before you wind up with a crack down. I was told you had someone by the name of Gemmy. I need to ask some questions to figure out the source of the mishaps here."
"I'm here to get things back on track before you wind up with a crack down. I was told you had someone by the name of Gemmy. I need to ask some questions to figure out the source of the mishaps here."
>>121599
"Your boss of course, from right over there. Or do you mean in the grander scheme of things?"
"Your boss of course, from right over there. Or do you mean in the grander scheme of things?"
>>121600
"My boss? My boss? Is that what Otis told you? If anything I am his boss. I report to the Lieutenant General in Whinnysota"
"My boss? My boss? Is that what Otis told you? If anything I am his boss. I report to the Lieutenant General in Whinnysota"
>>121601
"He didn't tell me anything other than you are holding someone called Gemmy. Now, if you would like to report something decent for a change, I would be happy to fix this place up, but I'm going to need a chat with this rebel."
"He didn't tell me anything other than you are holding someone called Gemmy. Now, if you would like to report something decent for a change, I would be happy to fix this place up, but I'm going to need a chat with this rebel."
>>121602
His mouth opens, and emits a definite "hiss"
But he does not move forward, and means less aggressive response than expressing internal frustration.
"Yes.... He is up in the genderarme center in the town"
His mouth opens, and emits a definite "hiss"
But he does not move forward, and means less aggressive response than expressing internal frustration.
"Yes.... He is up in the genderarme center in the town"
>>121604
This takes them out of the mine. Down the path that goes back up. Through the thin hundred yards of forest, and back into the lower town to the building across from the comapny building. A lone changeling stands outside. It looks like a normal Equestrian police station, with stone elements in the lower floor, and wood above. It must have been a police station not long ago. In a way it still is
This takes them out of the mine. Down the path that goes back up. Through the thin hundred yards of forest, and back into the lower town to the building across from the comapny building. A lone changeling stands outside. It looks like a normal Equestrian police station, with stone elements in the lower floor, and wood above. It must have been a police station not long ago. In a way it still is
>>121605
Spark heads towards the police station, hoping the changling isn't the attack on sight kind.
Spark heads towards the police station, hoping the changling isn't the attack on sight kind.
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Does the changeling outside look like this?
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[sneaking past bug noises]
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Is anypony here?
Hopefully I will make some fan art for this game soon. I just need some free time.
Spark continues to investigate the building if he makes it past the changeling.
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Alright ponies, are we about ready?
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In the central hall of the square, stone and mortar, northern building of 33 Hoebuck, a large number of griffins congregate. They talk amongst each other, sometimes in groups of three or five where one or two personalities dominate, and the remainder listen, though more often in pairs, talking as creatures do in parties and large social settings. Their spirits tend to relaxed and sociable - at least where not excited by argument or heated conversation - and tend at worst to be bored. They chirp not in the cacophany of myriad languages plucked from all corners, as can be heard in the streets and markets of Red Heart, but overwhelmingly in the same, obtuse-sounding foreign language. Off to the side of the hall stand lone individuals. Some seem anxious. Some others, more introverted types by nature, hold with a single claw a small book that they read lines from. A couple more, new arrivals, enter the hall from the entrance closest to the street. All wear robed clothing, mostly red, less often white or brown, and always with a darker band around the beginning of the neck. Some wear headware, and like the robes, it is not a head wear typically seen in the streets. The group is uniformly griffin, excepting a zebra or two, and similar shades of brown, tan and yellow predominate.
In the Bathroom in the corner, and in the hallway, the party and their array of freed prisoners wait. Here, a mood of quiet anxiety pervades. Khoi Lua stands perhaps the strongest, quiet and expressionless, but even she seems to grind her teeth. Mala whimpers and lowers his ears, but then turns his head closer to Dark Star and Silver, and his ears return upright. Jubilosa stands tall, but her eyes focus on distant objects past the wall, and her lower beak is pulled back. White Sands lights another cigarette - where she got it, no one knows - and regularly looks off to the side, in any direction. Loputu takes it perhaps the least well, cowering in a corner, though he's been in such a poor state at least since the garbage chute.
In the center of the group of griffons, a single griffin in flowing dark red robes and with red cap stands on his hind two legs, and yells "Beachtung!" Most griffins turn their attention to him, and with a second "Beachtung," the remainder silence themselves, and turn to him. He then says, in that obtuse tongue, a small speech that all listen to. Upon the completion of this, he then is silent for a moment, looks around, and says, with only slight accent and in the Princess's Ponish:
"The Town congregation is inducting new members tonight and so has us separate until the first stages of their induction are completed. However, we will begin the ceremony as normal before the moon is directly overhead at midnight. We will head over collectively in six minutes."
In the Bathroom in the corner, and in the hallway, the party and their array of freed prisoners wait. Here, a mood of quiet anxiety pervades. Khoi Lua stands perhaps the strongest, quiet and expressionless, but even she seems to grind her teeth. Mala whimpers and lowers his ears, but then turns his head closer to Dark Star and Silver, and his ears return upright. Jubilosa stands tall, but her eyes focus on distant objects past the wall, and her lower beak is pulled back. White Sands lights another cigarette - where she got it, no one knows - and regularly looks off to the side, in any direction. Loputu takes it perhaps the least well, cowering in a corner, though he's been in such a poor state at least since the garbage chute.
In the center of the group of griffons, a single griffin in flowing dark red robes and with red cap stands on his hind two legs, and yells "Beachtung!" Most griffins turn their attention to him, and with a second "Beachtung," the remainder silence themselves, and turn to him. He then says, in that obtuse tongue, a small speech that all listen to. Upon the completion of this, he then is silent for a moment, looks around, and says, with only slight accent and in the Princess's Ponish:
"The Town congregation is inducting new members tonight and so has us separate until the first stages of their induction are completed. However, we will begin the ceremony as normal before the moon is directly overhead at midnight. We will head over collectively in six minutes."
>>121659
Silver looks over at his companions, feeling equally anxious about what's to come.
"Sounds like it is time. Come on, Goddesses will not give us second chance."
Silver looks over at his companions, feeling equally anxious about what's to come.
"Sounds like it is time. Come on, Goddesses will not give us second chance."
>>121660
Silver is in a delicate situation, as he has been assigned to handle the entrance next to the street-side exit. That means he'll have to run past another open doorway to get there.
Mala is Silver's assigned companion. He stands up, places his sheathed foreign sword over his shoulder, and looking to Silver, moves his tail from side to side slightly.
Also, you'll probably need to play Dark Star as well, who is with Blue Skies, going to the railing on the second floor to try to shoot down on them from above with his bow
Silver is in a delicate situation, as he has been assigned to handle the entrance next to the street-side exit. That means he'll have to run past another open doorway to get there.
Mala is Silver's assigned companion. He stands up, places his sheathed foreign sword over his shoulder, and looking to Silver, moves his tail from side to side slightly.
Also, you'll probably need to play Dark Star as well, who is with Blue Skies, going to the railing on the second floor to try to shoot down on them from above with his bow
>>121661
Let us get to that area before worrying about it too much. The unicorn scratches Mala behind the ears briefly before giving him a, "Come on, friend," and leading him to the doorway they need to pass by.
Dark Star smiles wickedly at Blue Skies. "Ready to get some target practice in?"
Can Silver use a Hide check to stay hidden while crossing the doorway?
Let us get to that area before worrying about it too much. The unicorn scratches Mala behind the ears briefly before giving him a, "Come on, friend," and leading him to the doorway they need to pass by.
Dark Star smiles wickedly at Blue Skies. "Ready to get some target practice in?"
Can Silver use a Hide check to stay hidden while crossing the doorway?
>>121662
Mala smiles, then returns his face to a more serious expression, and slowly nods.
Blue Skies, calmer even then Khoi, looks from over the railing and back to Dark Star. Her expressionless mouth twists over to the side, then up into a malicious grin. “I’ve been practicing much of my life. Time to do what I was made to do.”
There isn’t really anywhere to hide, but he can roll luck with a dexterity modifier, which is basically the same thing
Mala smiles, then returns his face to a more serious expression, and slowly nods.
Blue Skies, calmer even then Khoi, looks from over the railing and back to Dark Star. Her expressionless mouth twists over to the side, then up into a malicious grin. “I’ve been practicing much of my life. Time to do what I was made to do.”
There isn’t really anywhere to hide, but he can roll luck with a dexterity modifier, which is basically the same thing
[1d20+4 = 11]
>>121663
Dark Star can't help but swoon. "Have I ever told you that I love you?" He leads himself and Skies up and into position.
Dexterity: Silver tries to avoid detection while moving past the doorway.
>>121663
Dark Star can't help but swoon. "Have I ever told you that I love you?" He leads himself and Skies up and into position.
Dexterity: Silver tries to avoid detection while moving past the doorway.
>>121665
MOOP
Midnight is pared with Jubilosa, who stands tall if occasionally jittery at Midnight's side, armed with a machete
Meadows stands over to the side, looking somewhat tired, and almost oblivious to the situation
>>121664
Silver runs past, dragging a slightly noisier Mala behind him. There is no immediate sign that they have been noticed, not that they can be certain.
Blue Skies keeps her malicious grin, and now moves a step closer to Dark Star
"Not enough"
Light just a bit more yellow than preferred shines down big bulbs tacked on to the side of the walls, positioned as high as two stories up.
>>121666
She nods, slowly. Iron presumably equips the large white and black hide shield from the records room
MOOP
Midnight is pared with Jubilosa, who stands tall if occasionally jittery at Midnight's side, armed with a machete
Meadows stands over to the side, looking somewhat tired, and almost oblivious to the situation
>>121664
Silver runs past, dragging a slightly noisier Mala behind him. There is no immediate sign that they have been noticed, not that they can be certain.
Blue Skies keeps her malicious grin, and now moves a step closer to Dark Star
"Not enough"
Light just a bit more yellow than preferred shines down big bulbs tacked on to the side of the walls, positioned as high as two stories up.
>>121666
She nods, slowly. Iron presumably equips the large white and black hide shield from the records room
>>121667
boop
Midnight steps over and gently places a hoof on Meadow's withers
"Do not worry, it will all be over soon... And then I will get you somewhere safer"
boop
Midnight steps over and gently places a hoof on Meadow's withers
"Do not worry, it will all be over soon... And then I will get you somewhere safer"
>>121668
She turns around, and looks back to Midnight - almost looking at her, but not quite, slightly above and to the right
"Well.... I hope it ends well for.... others" she says, somewhat weakly
She turns around, and looks back to Midnight - almost looking at her, but not quite, slightly above and to the right
"Well.... I hope it ends well for.... others" she says, somewhat weakly
>>121667
Thus both Silver and Dark Star get into their respective positions, and wait for the others to prepare.
Thus both Silver and Dark Star get into their respective positions, and wait for the others to prepare.
Alright little ponies
Blue Skies: "Remember that we can only attack them with lethal force if they attack us first or if they 'flee' from legal apprehension. So be sure to ask them to surrender first, and identity us as acting under the authority of the New Mareland State and the Baltimare Governate. Remember that most of them are only wanted for immigration violation, and their may be a bounty on them if turned in alive, but only the ones wanted for trafficking or other crimes carry a dead or alive reward."
Blue Skies: "Remember that we can only attack them with lethal force if they attack us first or if they 'flee' from legal apprehension. So be sure to ask them to surrender first, and identity us as acting under the authority of the New Mareland State and the Baltimare Governate. Remember that most of them are only wanted for immigration violation, and their may be a bounty on them if turned in alive, but only the ones wanted for trafficking or other crimes carry a dead or alive reward."
Alright, somepony deliver a speech to make them give in, and roll intimidate
Dark Star and Iron are the best candidates
Dark Star and Iron are the best candidates
>>121677
Well, Dark Star can give the legal-disclaimer portion full of fuck-you's, and Iron can do the heavy work of intimidation
Well, Dark Star can give the legal-disclaimer portion full of fuck-you's, and Iron can do the heavy work of intimidation
>>121682
Dark Star nods at Blue Skies, clears his throat, and begins his speech in the most authorative voice he can muser:
"Attention! You are all in violation of the law, and have committed crimes against the State of New Mareland, the Baltimare Governate, and the ponies therein! By order of the aforementioned powers, you are to be placed under arrest! You are surrounded and outmatched! Surrender peacefully and come with us, and no harm will come to you!"
Dark Star nods at Blue Skies, clears his throat, and begins his speech in the most authorative voice he can muser:
"Attention! You are all in violation of the law, and have committed crimes against the State of New Mareland, the Baltimare Governate, and the ponies therein! By order of the aforementioned powers, you are to be placed under arrest! You are surrounded and outmatched! Surrender peacefully and come with us, and no harm will come to you!"
>>121684
With these words, all creatures in the hall, whether they be reading or socializing, look up the intruders on the second floor railing. Many also look over to the doorways where now Midnight and Jubilosa, Iron and Khoi, and Silver and Mala step into. Only the rear exit remains open. Many react with expressions of shock, or fear. Some gasp, or whisper. Some are angry, and growl. Perhaps most simply look over and listen, slowly taking in the information they cannot yet process. At least one, standing near the middle, looks on calmly, almost as if with a smile.
You may now make an intimidation check
With these words, all creatures in the hall, whether they be reading or socializing, look up the intruders on the second floor railing. Many also look over to the doorways where now Midnight and Jubilosa, Iron and Khoi, and Silver and Mala step into. Only the rear exit remains open. Many react with expressions of shock, or fear. Some gasp, or whisper. Some are angry, and growl. Perhaps most simply look over and listen, slowly taking in the information they cannot yet process. At least one, standing near the middle, looks on calmly, almost as if with a smile.
You may now make an intimidation check
>>121690
Stone stomps the floor, grinding it back against the floor, a menacing grin on his face.
"SURRENDER NOW, GRIFFONS AND YOU WILL NOT BE HARMED!"
[1d20+9 = 12]
<Intimidate roll
Stone stomps the floor, grinding it back against the floor, a menacing grin on his face.
"SURRENDER NOW, GRIFFONS AND YOU WILL NOT BE HARMED!"
[1d20+9 = 12]
<Intimidate roll
[1d20+3 = 17]
The Griffin in the center speaks:
"So there were intruders... That is why Schwarze Feder did not show up"
Then he addresses the crowd
"The City has found us, and has sent its revenue agents to arrest us. Remain strong, for there are only a few of them, and so many of us. What do they have? Little Ponies? A deer thing. No. They have attacked us before and we have driven them back. They are not like the Inquisition back home. For they will all Fall."
Then he looks with a devilish grin, and a redness in his eyes that looks unnatural except where caused by reflection
"With the Power of Maar against our foes, they will beg for merciful Oblivion, and they shall not receive it."
>>121691
A small amount of phlem in his throat and the only-so-intimidating female kirin to his side makes his delivery of the line sub-optimal, but his strong will shines through in the line, and some recline to the center, while still more peer out to the sides at the exits
>>121693
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wFUTHcjiZGo
The Griffin in the center speaks:
"So there were intruders... That is why Schwarze Feder did not show up"
Then he addresses the crowd
"The City has found us, and has sent its revenue agents to arrest us. Remain strong, for there are only a few of them, and so many of us. What do they have? Little Ponies? A deer thing. No. They have attacked us before and we have driven them back. They are not like the Inquisition back home. For they will all Fall."
Then he looks with a devilish grin, and a redness in his eyes that looks unnatural except where caused by reflection
"With the Power of Maar against our foes, they will beg for merciful Oblivion, and they shall not receive it."
>>121691
A small amount of phlem in his throat and the only-so-intimidating female kirin to his side makes his delivery of the line sub-optimal, but his strong will shines through in the line, and some recline to the center, while still more peer out to the sides at the exits
>>121693
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wFUTHcjiZGo
Midnight rolls her eyes before clearing her throat.
"Attention griffons! We do not wish to have you! If you come out now you have my word as a worshipper of Luna that you will not be harmed, and your sentence will be shorter. If you show agression, it will be met in turn, and we will not restrain ourselves. IF you survive the ordeal, you would be lucky to gaze upon the light of the moon again within your life time. Please make your decision quick, and for all of us, I beg you to choose correctly."
Diplomacy:
[1d20+10 = 23]
"Attention griffons! We do not wish to have you! If you come out now you have my word as a worshipper of Luna that you will not be harmed, and your sentence will be shorter. If you show agression, it will be met in turn, and we will not restrain ourselves. IF you survive the ordeal, you would be lucky to gaze upon the light of the moon again within your life time. Please make your decision quick, and for all of us, I beg you to choose correctly."
Diplomacy:
[1d20+10 = 23]
A majority stay in the center, some pulling out weapons
However, 3 run out, towards Midnight, some bearing knives and short swords
4 Run out towards Silver.
4 Run out towards Iron.
3 run out to the unguarded door, with more looking to follow.
And still more reach for weapons, take them from comrades, or survey their surroundings
Roll Initiative
However, 3 run out, towards Midnight, some bearing knives and short swords
4 Run out towards Silver.
4 Run out towards Iron.
3 run out to the unguarded door, with more looking to follow.
And still more reach for weapons, take them from comrades, or survey their surroundings
Roll Initiative
[1d20+4 = 5]
Silver
Silver
[1d20+4 = 19]
Dark Star
Dark Star
[4d20 = 27]
[3d20 = 26]
[4d20 = 34]
>>121695
As if from directly behind, Midnight can hear a voice speak into her ear:
"The Moon is Not on your side tonight, for it belongs to those older than your god, and they are the more powerful"
>>121698
>>121699
>>121700
>>121701
Dark Star is not threatened this turn, but may attack. Silver fumbles his sword
[3d20 = 26]
[4d20 = 34]
>>121695
As if from directly behind, Midnight can hear a voice speak into her ear:
"The Moon is Not on your side tonight, for it belongs to those older than your god, and they are the more powerful"
>>121698
>>121699
>>121700
>>121701
Dark Star is not threatened this turn, but may attack. Silver fumbles his sword
>>121702
All the hair along her spine sticks straight up as she looks behind her, short swords held at the ready.
All the hair along her spine sticks straight up as she looks behind her, short swords held at the ready.
Silver gets attacked by 4
Midnight, then three griffins
Two griffins attack Iron, then he attacks, then two attack him
Midnight, then three griffins
Two griffins attack Iron, then he attacks, then two attack him
[3d20+3 = 40]
[1d20+4 = 21]
>>121698
Four Griffins attack Silver, as Mala tries to thrust his way in to help his friend
[1d20+4 = 21]
>>121698
Four Griffins attack Silver, as Mala tries to thrust his way in to help his friend
>>121704
Midnight places her attention back on the griffons, and swipes at the first one to get close
Shortsword: [1d20+7 = 8]
Dagger: [1d20+7 = 8]
Midnight places her attention back on the griffons, and swipes at the first one to get close
Shortsword: [1d20+7 = 8]
Dagger: [1d20+7 = 8]
[1d20+5 = 19]
>>121708
One comes forth with a sword, and cleaves it through Silver's plate armor - though the hit could be worse. Far more unfortunate is the dagger - it seems as if every single one of these griffins has a dagger of this kind - that is stabbed into the opening for the neck, and hits Silver's shoulder
Mala breaks in, and attacks the griffin with the dagger directly
Dark Star may shoot
>>121708
One comes forth with a sword, and cleaves it through Silver's plate armor - though the hit could be worse. Far more unfortunate is the dagger - it seems as if every single one of these griffins has a dagger of this kind - that is stabbed into the opening for the neck, and hits Silver's shoulder
Mala breaks in, and attacks the griffin with the dagger directly
Dark Star may shoot
>>121706
One hits Iron square on his chest, grunting painfully as he readies a powerful hoof punch straight on the offending bird with a swift exhale
[1d20+5 = 8]
<Power Attack filled Melee Attack
One hits Iron square on his chest, grunting painfully as he readies a powerful hoof punch straight on the offending bird with a swift exhale
[1d20+5 = 8]
<Power Attack filled Melee Attack
[2d20+3 = 24]
[1d6+2 = 6]
>>121712
The griffin that hits Iron is one that is carrying a sword.
Now, two mare attack Iron
[1d6+2 = 6]
>>121712
The griffin that hits Iron is one that is carrying a sword.
Now, two mare attack Iron
[1d3+1 = 3]
>>121703
12 damage to Midnight,
6+dice damage to Iron
6 Damage to Silver
5 damage done on one griffin attacking
>>121703
12 damage to Midnight,
6+dice damage to Iron
6 Damage to Silver
5 damage done on one griffin attacking
>>121714
Iron takes the second hit as he dodges the first, growling slightly as delivers the second strike lashes out at the mare that hit him nonlethally.
[1d20+5 = 22]
<Power Attack Melee Strike
Iron takes the second hit as he dodges the first, growling slightly as delivers the second strike lashes out at the mare that hit him nonlethally.
[1d20+5 = 22]
<Power Attack Melee Strike
[1d20+3 = 11]
[1d20+4 = 12]
>>121719
I don't think it's quite Iron's turn yet, but he can move after enemy griffins get two more attacks
[1d20+4 = 12]
>>121719
I don't think it's quite Iron's turn yet, but he can move after enemy griffins get two more attacks
[1d6+2 = 7]
[1d6+2 = 3]
[1d20+4 = 6]
>>121720
Rolling to confirm Khoi's hit, and to roll damage for Jubilosa
[1d6+2 = 3]
[1d20+4 = 6]
>>121720
Rolling to confirm Khoi's hit, and to roll damage for Jubilosa
[1d20 = 9]
>>121718
I have no idea what Dark Star's attack modifier would be so just insert whatever it is.
"ARGH!" Silver staggers from the shoulder hit. He's down one leg.
Dark Star looks over at the griffons attacking Iron. "Hey Blue, do you think we can drop firebombs down there without catching the others in the blast?"
He fires an arrow at a griffon attack Midnight.
>>121718
I have no idea what Dark Star's attack modifier would be so just insert whatever it is.
"ARGH!" Silver staggers from the shoulder hit. He's down one leg.
Dark Star looks over at the griffons attacking Iron. "Hey Blue, do you think we can drop firebombs down there without catching the others in the blast?"
He fires an arrow at a griffon attack Midnight.
[2d6+2 = 9]
>>121723
Hit. Dark Star lets loose an arrow that goes forth and hits a griffin in the side, exploding with electric pink fire
>>121723
Hit. Dark Star lets loose an arrow that goes forth and hits a griffin in the side, exploding with electric pink fire
>>121722
Iron proceeds to throw a punch at one of the griffins, connecting with the closest one that could potentially flank him.
[1d3+10 = 11]
<Damage
Iron proceeds to throw a punch at one of the griffins, connecting with the closest one that could potentially flank him.
[1d3+10 = 11]
<Damage
Midnight winces in pain before lashing out at the griffon who attacked her, and got a crit.
Sword: [1d20+7 = 12]
Dagger: [1d20+7 = 25]
Sword: [1d20+7 = 12]
Dagger: [1d20+7 = 25]
[1d20+4 = 21]
Over in the back, three griffins run for an empty exit
>>121727
The one that attacked Midnight is a female with a partly curved dark beak, armed with only a dagger. Midnight's sword and dagger both stab into her
Over in the back, three griffins run for an empty exit
>>121727
The one that attacked Midnight is a female with a partly curved dark beak, armed with only a dagger. Midnight's sword and dagger both stab into her
[1d20+4 = 20]
>>121729
She takes a sword through the chest, and a dagger through a little between the neck and shoulder. Jubilosa attacks her
>>121729
She takes a sword through the chest, and a dagger through a little between the neck and shoulder. Jubilosa attacks her
>>121729
And with a stab of Jubilosa's sword, the griffin falls to the ground, bleeding, if not quite fully unconscious
And with a stab of Jubilosa's sword, the griffin falls to the ground, bleeding, if not quite fully unconscious
[1d20+3 = 18]
[1d20+4 = 11]
>>121733
Silver is midway between 2 griffins. 2 Attack before him, and 2 after. Mala is fully in the fight. Rolling attack on the first two griffins, one of whom is an armed sword wielder. Mala has already wounded one of the dagger wielders in pair of griffins that attack after silver's turn.
[1d20+4 = 11]
>>121733
Silver is midway between 2 griffins. 2 Attack before him, and 2 after. Mala is fully in the fight. Rolling attack on the first two griffins, one of whom is an armed sword wielder. Mala has already wounded one of the dagger wielders in pair of griffins that attack after silver's turn.
[1d20+8 = 21]
>>121739
Silver winces from obtaining yet another stab wound. He stabs at a sword-wielding griffon attacking him with his greatsword.
>>121739
Silver winces from obtaining yet another stab wound. He stabs at a sword-wielding griffon attacking him with his greatsword.
>>121738
Iron, having racked up a surprisingly number of three attacks, figures his odds are lower than expected.
(I must change my strategy)
With that, he rushes at the dagger wielder, attempting to start a trip attempt.
[1d20+10 = 28]
<Melee Touch Attack
Iron, having racked up a surprisingly number of three attacks, figures his odds are lower than expected.
(I must change my strategy)
With that, he rushes at the dagger wielder, attempting to start a trip attempt.
[1d20+10 = 28]
<Melee Touch Attack
[1d20+5 = 19]
[1d3+1 = 3]
>>121740
>>121729
One with a dagger stabs into Midnight.
>>121741
>>121742
This wound hits the Griffin square in the shoulders, cutting through his red robe, and shattering bone. He falls to the ground. Even in the bright red of the robe, the blood drenched sections can be seen, ever so slightly darker than the rest.
Mala attacks with ferocity, jumping forward, sword in mouth and swinging wildly
Dark Star's turn
[1d3+1 = 3]
>>121740
>>121729
One with a dagger stabs into Midnight.
>>121741
>>121742
This wound hits the Griffin square in the shoulders, cutting through his red robe, and shattering bone. He falls to the ground. Even in the bright red of the robe, the blood drenched sections can be seen, ever so slightly darker than the rest.
Mala attacks with ferocity, jumping forward, sword in mouth and swinging wildly
Dark Star's turn
One downed y
Midnight 15 damage
Iron 9 damage
Silver 9 damage
One downed by midnight, 2 wounded attacking
One downed by Silver, 1 wounded, 2 attacking
One downed by Iron, 1 wounded, 2 attacking
Dark Star has the misfortune of the arrow remaining in place as the strong is released
Midnight 15 damage
Iron 9 damage
Silver 9 damage
One downed by midnight, 2 wounded attacking
One downed by Silver, 1 wounded, 2 attacking
One downed by Iron, 1 wounded, 2 attacking
Dark Star has the misfortune of the arrow remaining in place as the strong is released
>>121747
>1 downed
2 to go
Another strike, this time at the one who attacked her this turn.
Sward: [1d20+7 = 9]
Knife: [1d20+7 = 8]
>1 downed
2 to go
Another strike, this time at the one who attacked her this turn.
Sward: [1d20+7 = 9]
Knife: [1d20+7 = 8]
[1d20+8 = 21]
>>121751
Silver is still standing, if barely. His legs are quite shakey, however, and blood runs freely down them. The unicorn tries to return the favor.
>>121751
Silver is still standing, if barely. His legs are quite shakey, however, and blood runs freely down them. The unicorn tries to return the favor.
>>121748
Iron struggles with the griffin, using his strong legs to sweep under him so he becomes prone.
[1d20+9 = 28]
<Trip Attempt (Strength check)
Iron struggles with the griffin, using his strong legs to sweep under him so he becomes prone.
[1d20+9 = 28]
<Trip Attempt (Strength check)
[1d20+5 = 10]
>>121755
>>121753
All Severyans must know Suffering in their lives. As it was with those brave cossaks who fought off the Emperor and who held back the Knights on the Frozen Lake, so too does Silver know it tonight, bleeding from multiple wounds.
But he is a teacher, for a new griffin came to learn it in kind. Silver smashes through a dagger wielder, cutting open a rib. Unlike the last griffin, whose blood was disguised by a red robe, this one's intestines seep out in part onto the floor.
Mala makes still another attack at a Griffin behind him
>>121754
Complete Success
>>121755
>>121753
All Severyans must know Suffering in their lives. As it was with those brave cossaks who fought off the Emperor and who held back the Knights on the Frozen Lake, so too does Silver know it tonight, bleeding from multiple wounds.
But he is a teacher, for a new griffin came to learn it in kind. Silver smashes through a dagger wielder, cutting open a rib. Unlike the last griffin, whose blood was disguised by a red robe, this one's intestines seep out in part onto the floor.
Mala makes still another attack at a Griffin behind him
>>121754
Complete Success
[1d20+4 = 8]
>>121752
A miss, knives barely slipping past the griffin in front of her. But she is not alone. Jubilosa attacks
>>121752
A miss, knives barely slipping past the griffin in front of her. But she is not alone. Jubilosa attacks
>>121756
With the sweep, Iron adds a slight buck to the beak (as per Improved Trip allows)
[1d20+10 = 22]
<Melee Attack
With the sweep, Iron adds a slight buck to the beak (as per Improved Trip allows)
[1d20+10 = 22]
<Melee Attack
[1d20+4 = 16]
[1d20+4 = 18]
From the center of the room, two Griffins aim bows at Dark Star. They shoot
>>121759
Hit
[1d20+4 = 18]
From the center of the room, two Griffins aim bows at Dark Star. They shoot
>>121759
Hit
>>121761
With a swift motion, he crashes her hooves on the griffon's head, before returing to original position.
[1d3+5 = 6]
<Quick Buck to head
With a swift motion, he crashes her hooves on the griffon's head, before returing to original position.
[1d3+5 = 6]
<Quick Buck to head
[1d20 = 7]
>>121763
Dark Star: "Ngh!"
He snorts out air from his nostrils, and aims a retaliatory arrow at the griffon that shot him.
>>121763
Dark Star: "Ngh!"
He snorts out air from his nostrils, and aims a retaliatory arrow at the griffon that shot him.
[1d20+8 = 22]
>>121767
Good to know.
Silver turns his sword's wrath on the griffon attacking his friend.
>>121767
Good to know.
Silver turns his sword's wrath on the griffon attacking his friend.
[1d20+2 = 19]
[1d20+2 = 6]
The bow Wielding Griffin rides the lightning
Midnight is at 15 Damage. 1 enemy downed, 2 wounded.
Silver is at 12 damage. 2 enemies downed, 1 super wounded, one unscathed
Iron is at 12 damage. Two enemies down, 2 unscathed.
Dark Star is at 3 damage. One enemy down, one unscathed.
As if Directing the battle, the griffin in the center points a claw over to Midnight, and another over to Silver. From each sallies forth a Zebra. These are Zebra Stallions wrapped in white turbans, covered in orange and brown jacket, and each carrying two big spears.
He chants,
"Geben Sie Ihrem Instrument die Kraft, sich zu rächen"
And a Black energy surrounds the zebra going towards Midnight.
>>121768
Just a moment, little pony
[1d20+2 = 6]
The bow Wielding Griffin rides the lightning
Midnight is at 15 Damage. 1 enemy downed, 2 wounded.
Silver is at 12 damage. 2 enemies downed, 1 super wounded, one unscathed
Iron is at 12 damage. Two enemies down, 2 unscathed.
Dark Star is at 3 damage. One enemy down, one unscathed.
As if Directing the battle, the griffin in the center points a claw over to Midnight, and another over to Silver. From each sallies forth a Zebra. These are Zebra Stallions wrapped in white turbans, covered in orange and brown jacket, and each carrying two big spears.
He chants,
"Geben Sie Ihrem Instrument die Kraft, sich zu rächen"
And a Black energy surrounds the zebra going towards Midnight.
>>121768
Just a moment, little pony
>>121773
Midnight decides to slash with just her sword this time, at the same target as last turn.
[1d20+9}
Midnight decides to slash with just her sword this time, at the same target as last turn.
[1d20+9}
[1d20+4 = 23]
[1d20+4 = 16]
>>121765
A new griffin salies forth towards Iron in white robes, while the sword wielder attacks again, and the remaining dagger wielder attacks again. But the sword wielder is wounded now, hit with a hammer swung by the pissed off Kirin
[1d20+4 = 16]
>>121765
A new griffin salies forth towards Iron in white robes, while the sword wielder attacks again, and the remaining dagger wielder attacks again. But the sword wielder is wounded now, hit with a hammer swung by the pissed off Kirin
[1d20+4 = 16]
>>121781
>>121781
Midnight's sword slices the Griffin, drawing blood. It isn't a lot, and Midnight has seen griffins, even these civilian griffins, survive worse. But an arround sticks out of this griffin's barrel, which, with a residual shock of pink light, causes him to fall over and down. One wounded griffin remains, and the Zebra. Jubilosa stabs at the remaining Griffin
>>121781
>>121781
Midnight's sword slices the Griffin, drawing blood. It isn't a lot, and Midnight has seen griffins, even these civilian griffins, survive worse. But an arround sticks out of this griffin's barrel, which, with a residual shock of pink light, causes him to fall over and down. One wounded griffin remains, and the Zebra. Jubilosa stabs at the remaining Griffin
>>121785
Iron grunts loudly by the double attacks he suffered from the persistent griffons, flesh and white cloth slashed and pierced.
He proceeds to quickly bash the most recent victim of Khoi's bashing, striking him with a quick jab, eyeing at the unarmed griffon.
[1d20+10 = 23]
<Melee attack
Iron grunts loudly by the double attacks he suffered from the persistent griffons, flesh and white cloth slashed and pierced.
He proceeds to quickly bash the most recent victim of Khoi's bashing, striking him with a quick jab, eyeing at the unarmed griffon.
[1d20+10 = 23]
<Melee attack
[1d20+3 = 22]
>>121788
And now, the White robed Griffin reaches out to touch Iron with the end of an extended claw. Not swiping at Iron. Touching Him
>>121788
And now, the White robed Griffin reaches out to touch Iron with the end of an extended claw. Not swiping at Iron. Touching Him
>>121789
Quickly and non-lethally punching the griffon chest, Iron breathes out to further strengthen the blow
[1d3+5 = 8]
<Damage
Quickly and non-lethally punching the griffon chest, Iron breathes out to further strengthen the blow
[1d3+5 = 8]
<Damage
>>121787
[silent reeeeing]
Midnight looks absolutely peeved, and strikes back against the zeeb.
sword: [1d20+7 = 26]
dagger: [1d20+7 = 23]
[silent reeeeing]
Midnight looks absolutely peeved, and strikes back against the zeeb.
sword: [1d20+7 = 26]
dagger: [1d20+7 = 23]
[1d8+1 = 2]
>>121788
>>121788
The Griffin touches Iron right on the end of his snout, and mutters,
"Bringt unseren Feinden Schmerz"
It feels like Iron has been punched. Hard. Or more like a strong electric shock, that radiates across his face, and his body as some black, dark energy runs through him, and saps him
Rolling damage
>>121793
As this Griffin has already been hit with a hammer, Iron's punch is enough to knock the air out of him with a "heee" sound, and he falls to the ground. Only the dagger wielder and the white robed griffin remain.
>>121788
>>121788
The Griffin touches Iron right on the end of his snout, and mutters,
"Bringt unseren Feinden Schmerz"
It feels like Iron has been punched. Hard. Or more like a strong electric shock, that radiates across his face, and his body as some black, dark energy runs through him, and saps him
Rolling damage
>>121793
As this Griffin has already been hit with a hammer, Iron's punch is enough to knock the air out of him with a "heee" sound, and he falls to the ground. Only the dagger wielder and the white robed griffin remain.
[1d20+4 = 12]
>>121792
Two griffins fly up into the air, towards the second level. One bowgriff shoots at Dark Star
>>121792
Two griffins fly up into the air, towards the second level. One bowgriff shoots at Dark Star
[1d20+10 = 17]
>>121798
"Wrong move, feathers-for-brains!"
He fires off his bow towards the griffon that has yet to attack at him.
>>121798
"Wrong move, feathers-for-brains!"
He fires off his bow towards the griffon that has yet to attack at him.
>>121800
>>121799
Not enough to knock him out of the air, but enough to make him slip in his glide, and fall down several feet before righting himself, and forcing him to make a turn to land elsewhere. Never the less, one griffin lands on the same level as Dark Star and Blue Skies, landing on the railing with his hind legs, and falling down inside, opposite Dark Star
>>121799
Not enough to knock him out of the air, but enough to make him slip in his glide, and fall down several feet before righting himself, and forcing him to make a turn to land elsewhere. Never the less, one griffin lands on the same level as Dark Star and Blue Skies, landing on the railing with his hind legs, and falling down inside, opposite Dark Star
>>121796
Iron's body shakes slightly from the shock sent across his body, leaving his muscles sore as his eyes go unfocused for a bit, before staring at the griffon intently.
Iron's body shakes slightly from the shock sent across his body, leaving his muscles sore as his eyes go unfocused for a bit, before staring at the griffon intently.
Silver 12 Damage. One griffin remaining, One Zebra Remaining Silver. 3 Griffins down.
Midnight 22 Damage, 3 Griffins down, 1 Zebra remaining
Iron 21 Damage, 3 Griffins down, 2 Griffins Remaining
Dark Star 3 damage, one griffin down, one wounded and knocked back a round, 2 remaining.
Midnight 22 Damage, 3 Griffins down, 1 Zebra remaining
Iron 21 Damage, 3 Griffins down, 2 Griffins Remaining
Dark Star 3 damage, one griffin down, one wounded and knocked back a round, 2 remaining.
[1d20+8 = 12]
>>121800
With a shout of the red robed griffin, "Stärke für deinen Diener",
A darkness surrounds the Zebra in front of Silver, and enters into his body, nearly making him bigger
He stabs forth, with new power
>>121800
With a shout of the red robed griffin, "Stärke für deinen Diener",
A darkness surrounds the Zebra in front of Silver, and enters into his body, nearly making him bigger
He stabs forth, with new power
[1d20+8 = 11]
>>121804
Silver's armor is working hard to be worth the money he payed for it. Another deflected blow.
"Ты уже заткнешься?"
Silver turns to the new attacker with a calculated gaze, and strikes forth with his sword.
>>121804
Silver's armor is working hard to be worth the money he payed for it. Another deflected blow.
"Ты уже заткнешься?"
Silver turns to the new attacker with a calculated gaze, and strikes forth with his sword.
[1d20+10 = 25]
>>121813
Dark Star winces from being turned into a pincushion, and fires his own arrow at the griffon in front of him after Blue.
>>121813
Dark Star winces from being turned into a pincushion, and fires his own arrow at the griffon in front of him after Blue.
>>121824
With that, the native proceeds to wrap his foreleg around the robed griffin's backlegs, pulling him towards him in an attempt to trip him up.
[1d20+9 = 29]
<Strength Trip Check
With that, the native proceeds to wrap his foreleg around the robed griffin's backlegs, pulling him towards him in an attempt to trip him up.
[1d20+9 = 29]
<Strength Trip Check
[1d8+5 = 9]
>>121821
>>121825
hehehehe, leave the specifics of "Zebra," "Griffin," Changeling" etc to Twilight and her Vizier. Killin' is Luna's specialty.
A stab into the side, then a stab up through the chest, the zebra's eyes turn up, he lets out a "uh.... cuh!" and falls forward, to the ground.
>>121826
Suffice it to say, Iron has this griffin's ass
>>121824
>>121823
Mala cuts into the remaining Griffin
>>121821
>>121825
hehehehe, leave the specifics of "Zebra," "Griffin," Changeling" etc to Twilight and her Vizier. Killin' is Luna's specialty.
A stab into the side, then a stab up through the chest, the zebra's eyes turn up, he lets out a "uh.... cuh!" and falls forward, to the ground.
>>121826
Suffice it to say, Iron has this griffin's ass
>>121824
>>121823
Mala cuts into the remaining Griffin
>>121827
>Iron has this griffin's ass
Much more homoerotic than I expected
As a finally offering against the griffon, he raises his free hoof, bringing it sideways to slap the griffon's flank square on where his cutie mark should be.
[1d3+5 = 8]
<Damage
>Iron has this griffin's ass
Much more homoerotic than I expected
As a finally offering against the griffon, he raises his free hoof, bringing it sideways to slap the griffon's flank square on where his cutie mark should be.
[1d3+5 = 8]
<Damage
>>121827
W-wew, priase Luna for that.
Midnight pulls the blades from the zebra, saying a short prayer as she crosses her blades over her amlet. It then begins to glow a deep blue as she casts cure light wounds on herself.
[1d6+2 = 3]
W-wew, priase Luna for that.
Midnight pulls the blades from the zebra, saying a short prayer as she crosses her blades over her amlet. It then begins to glow a deep blue as she casts cure light wounds on herself.
[1d6+2 = 3]
[1d20+3 = 18]
>>121829
The griffin is most definitely knocked down, down to the ground. But he tries to reach up, and touch Iron
>>121829
The griffin is most definitely knocked down, down to the ground. But he tries to reach up, and touch Iron
[1d8+1 = 6]
>>121833
With far less energy than before, he makes contact with Iron. But he does make contact.
"Bringt unseren Feinden Schmerz"
And another shock. This time, to Iron's barrel
>>121833
With far less energy than before, he makes contact with Iron. But he does make contact.
"Bringt unseren Feinden Schmerz"
And another shock. This time, to Iron's barrel
>>121837
Iron's body shakes quite more strongly this time, eyes popping open from the shock, almost threatening to step on the robed griffon before subsiding, thankfully without stepping on his head.
Iron's body shakes quite more strongly this time, eyes popping open from the shock, almost threatening to step on the robed griffon before subsiding, thankfully without stepping on his head.
End Round
Midnight 35 damage. Skipping ahead a round, all enemies down
Iron 28 damage, 3 griffins down, one prone and wounded, 1 remaining
Silver 12 damage, 1 wounded griffin, 1 wounded zebra, 3 down
Dark Star 5 damage, one bow griff, one wounded enemy, 2 down
Midnight 35 damage. Skipping ahead a round, all enemies down
Iron 28 damage, 3 griffins down, one prone and wounded, 1 remaining
Silver 12 damage, 1 wounded griffin, 1 wounded zebra, 3 down
Dark Star 5 damage, one bow griff, one wounded enemy, 2 down
[1d20+3 = 20]
>>121839
The Griffin with a dagger has a definite fear in his breathing. He swings nevertheless at Iron
>>121839
The Griffin with a dagger has a definite fear in his breathing. He swings nevertheless at Iron
[1d20+8 = 14]
>>121834
The Zebra, wounded, attacks Silver yet again with a thrust forward. His exhale is labored with a big "huh!"
>>121834
The Zebra, wounded, attacks Silver yet again with a thrust forward. His exhale is labored with a big "huh!"
>>121834
From the opposite Direction, a new challenger approaches Dark Star. It's the griffin he wounded earlier, landing elsewhere and going around
From the opposite Direction, a new challenger approaches Dark Star. It's the griffin he wounded earlier, landing elsewhere and going around
[1d20+1 = 5]
[1d20+5 = 20]
>>121846
This Zebra is cut into, damned near cut in half, as his intestines enter upon the floor. Like the griffin next to him, perhaps even more so. Mala, growling through teeth that clasp a sword handle, strikes again at the remaining griffin
Dark Star roll initiative. The +5 is mala's attack, the +1 is the initiative from the other griffin
>>121845
He hits alright. He hits.
[1d20+5 = 20]
>>121846
This Zebra is cut into, damned near cut in half, as his intestines enter upon the floor. Like the griffin next to him, perhaps even more so. Mala, growling through teeth that clasp a sword handle, strikes again at the remaining griffin
Dark Star roll initiative. The +5 is mala's attack, the +1 is the initiative from the other griffin
>>121845
He hits alright. He hits.
>>121848
With a sickeing crunch, Iron's stone forehead collides with the griffin's beak, before retreating to face the dagger griffon
[1d3+5 = 7]
<Damage
With a sickeing crunch, Iron's stone forehead collides with the griffin's beak, before retreating to face the dagger griffon
[1d3+5 = 7]
<Damage
Midnight 35 damage. No enemies remain
Iron 30 damage. 1 wounded griffin remains
Silver 12 Damage. No enemies remain.
Dark Star 5 damage. 3 enemies down. 1 remains.
>>121856
That griffin was already limping and wounded. He now falls to the ground, stunned.
>>121855
Mala growls and shakes, looking as if ready to tear apart creatures. Jubilosa, likewise, points her sword at the group. Khoi, not finished with the attackers before her, concentrates on that.
Iron 30 damage. 1 wounded griffin remains
Silver 12 Damage. No enemies remain.
Dark Star 5 damage. 3 enemies down. 1 remains.
>>121856
That griffin was already limping and wounded. He now falls to the ground, stunned.
>>121855
Mala growls and shakes, looking as if ready to tear apart creatures. Jubilosa, likewise, points her sword at the group. Khoi, not finished with the attackers before her, concentrates on that.
>>121858
Iron uses this opportunity to grab ahold of the griffon, attempting to initiate a grapple.
[1d20+10 = 14]
<Introductory melee strike
Iron uses this opportunity to grab ahold of the griffon, attempting to initiate a grapple.
[1d20+10 = 14]
<Introductory melee strike
>>121860
Ohboi, you'll probably faint.
Iron attempts to chokehold the griffon, falling backwards slightly to accomodate for his inability to stand with his two hindlegs.
[1d20+14 = 29]
<Grapple check
Ohboi, you'll probably faint.
Iron attempts to chokehold the griffon, falling backwards slightly to accomodate for his inability to stand with his two hindlegs.
[1d20+14 = 29]
<Grapple check
In the Center of the Room, the griffin looks around him at the damage. There is a griffin, caught on fire and fallen down, near the south exit, with two more lying on the ground between the center and the south exit having been shot in the back. In the center of the room, one lays downed from an arrow hit. Up above on the balcony, two are stunned, one of those with a regular arrow stuck in him. Bodies lay elsewhere. The best off are those near Iron, stunned. The worst are the disassembled corpses near Silver.
In the center are some griffins, maybe 10 or so in total, who either did not want to fight or never saw the opportunity to enter. Some of them want to come to the sides to retreat. A few eyeing towards the griffin and the winged pony. None want to go towards Silver, for what the sight of bowls and blood upon the floor do not do for the psychy, the growling, hunchbacked gnoll upon the floor does the rest, and it seems only the scimitar sword in his mouth prevents him from ripping at a griffin's throat.
The red robed griffin acknowledges the set back, but is not out. He stands still for a moment, then says
"Ziehen wir uns hinter einen Schleier zurück"
With this, from the air, in three swiftly assembling vortexes, mist forms, then comes around the griffins, growing to obscure the center of the room - only the center - in a dense fog that cannot be seen through
>>121861
He's grappled alright
In the center are some griffins, maybe 10 or so in total, who either did not want to fight or never saw the opportunity to enter. Some of them want to come to the sides to retreat. A few eyeing towards the griffin and the winged pony. None want to go towards Silver, for what the sight of bowls and blood upon the floor do not do for the psychy, the growling, hunchbacked gnoll upon the floor does the rest, and it seems only the scimitar sword in his mouth prevents him from ripping at a griffin's throat.
The red robed griffin acknowledges the set back, but is not out. He stands still for a moment, then says
"Ziehen wir uns hinter einen Schleier zurück"
With this, from the air, in three swiftly assembling vortexes, mist forms, then comes around the griffins, growing to obscure the center of the room - only the center - in a dense fog that cannot be seen through
>>121861
He's grappled alright
>>121862
With that, he presses on the griffon's neck, making him 'fall asleep' on his arms.
[1d3+5 = 7]
<Grapple damage
With that, he presses on the griffon's neck, making him 'fall asleep' on his arms.
[1d3+5 = 7]
<Grapple damage
>>121863
That's enough for the wounded griffin, who falls down unconscious. Khoi is taken back briefly from her watching of the magic in front of her, to look at Iron's theatrics
That's enough for the wounded griffin, who falls down unconscious. Khoi is taken back briefly from her watching of the magic in front of her, to look at Iron's theatrics
>>121865
Mala continues growling towards the mist. Then a shape appears from the mist, looking forward
Mala continues growling towards the mist. Then a shape appears from the mist, looking forward
Midnight slumps back, sitting down. The mare is covered in many cars and scrapes, and is breathing heavy.
She takes a minute to pray, and casts cure light would on herself.
[1d8+2 = 6]
She takes a minute to pray, and casts cure light would on herself.
[1d8+2 = 6]
>>121864
Iron simply dumps the griffon off him, looking strangely at both the mist and the shape appearing from the shadows, hooves ready to pounce whenever the attack comes.
Iron simply dumps the griffon off him, looking strangely at both the mist and the shape appearing from the shadows, hooves ready to pounce whenever the attack comes.
>>121866
Silver halts in his tracks, pointing his sword towards the shape. Dark Star draws his bow, and aims for the same object.
Silver halts in his tracks, pointing his sword towards the shape. Dark Star draws his bow, and aims for the same object.
>>121867
Midnight regains 6 points of health, but is still 29 below where she started, with two serious stab wounds and a number of smaller ones. Jubilosa looks intently at the mist, from cone sounds of talking
Two griffins poke their heads out
>>121869
A griffin pokes its head out, looking over more towards the direction of iron after a glance in Silver’s direction
Midnight regains 6 points of health, but is still 29 below where she started, with two serious stab wounds and a number of smaller ones. Jubilosa looks intently at the mist, from cone sounds of talking
Two griffins poke their heads out
>>121869
A griffin pokes its head out, looking over more towards the direction of iron after a glance in Silver’s direction
>>121870
Silver lowers his sword slightly. "Will you surrender? For what it is worth, you still have our guarantee that you will not be harmed."
Silver lowers his sword slightly. "Will you surrender? For what it is worth, you still have our guarantee that you will not be harmed."
>>121871
From one side of the mist, a griffin flies out, evidently heading towards a side away from Dark Star
From one side of the mist, a griffin flies out, evidently heading towards a side away from Dark Star
>>121874
Mala too drops his sword.... Just to free up his mouth, which he now uses to spout high pitched yip-barks and growls at the enemies
The other griffin takes off, and lands on the second level on the side opposite Dark Star
Mala too drops his sword.... Just to free up his mouth, which he now uses to spout high pitched yip-barks and growls at the enemies
The other griffin takes off, and lands on the second level on the side opposite Dark Star
>>121875
Silver trots over to his friend, and pets him between the ears. "It is okay, Mala, you can calm down, now."
Silver trots over to his friend, and pets him between the ears. "It is okay, Mala, you can calm down, now."
>>121875
Dark Star keeps an eye on the griffon.
Silver smiles at the gnoll while he pets him. "Good boy."
Dark Star keeps an eye on the griffon.
Silver smiles at the gnoll while he pets him. "Good boy."
>>121877
His ears fall down, and he stops barking, though he remains in a growling "attack" stance towards those looking out. Several more peer out.
>>121878
This calms him down just a little bit more
>>121876
They move up, and seem to run off to a side
>>121878
Blue Skies asks:
"Are we going to do something about them?"
His ears fall down, and he stops barking, though he remains in a growling "attack" stance towards those looking out. Several more peer out.
>>121878
This calms him down just a little bit more
>>121876
They move up, and seem to run off to a side
>>121878
Blue Skies asks:
"Are we going to do something about them?"
>>121879
Jubilosa is completely unscathed, as the griffins and zebra that attacked considered Midnight the more pressing target. She, more so than most, seems to want to press forward, and force the surrender
"It feels good, doesn't it? The feel of victory. Of conquest. Of killing"
Jubilosa is completely unscathed, as the griffins and zebra that attacked considered Midnight the more pressing target. She, more so than most, seems to want to press forward, and force the surrender
"It feels good, doesn't it? The feel of victory. Of conquest. Of killing"
>>121880
Dark Star looks down at the griffons peering out of the fog. "We'll take them in alive." He announces to the remaining griffons, "Drop your weapons, and come out of the fog peacefully, and you all have our words that you'll be unharmed."
Silver continues to pet Mala and try to calm him down, so more griffons might leave the fog.
Dark Star looks down at the griffons peering out of the fog. "We'll take them in alive." He announces to the remaining griffons, "Drop your weapons, and come out of the fog peacefully, and you all have our words that you'll be unharmed."
Silver continues to pet Mala and try to calm him down, so more griffons might leave the fog.
>>121881
Midnight breathes another sigh of relief before quickly thinking about, and checking on, Meadows.
Midnight breathes another sigh of relief before quickly thinking about, and checking on, Meadows.
>>121880
Iron looks warily at the two griffs, unsure of why they're being let hanging, wakling around there instead of getting shot down.
Iron looks warily at the two griffs, unsure of why they're being let hanging, wakling around there instead of getting shot down.
[1d20+4 = 13]
>>121882
He growls, then stop for a moment, then growls slightly, then stops, and then his tongue comes out
Then.... Swoosh an arrow comes right for Silver.
Mala yells out in a high pitched bark-yip that sounds nothing like a dog, nor indeed any animal Silver has ever heard
>>121883
Meadows, thankfully, is further back, in the hallway. To the right, further down, White Sands peers around a corner. She sits calmly, smoking still another cigarette with a poof of smoke. The same brand Silver smokes, oddly enough.
Meadows is down, to the left, by the bathroom. She still seems kind of out of it. Like she doesn't quite know what's going on. But she knows it's not good. She wobbles forward
"Midnight... are you hurt? You are covered in marks"
>>121884
At worst, Iron can pull out and around, going up the stairs to meet them for himself
>>121882
He growls, then stop for a moment, then growls slightly, then stops, and then his tongue comes out
Then.... Swoosh an arrow comes right for Silver.
Mala yells out in a high pitched bark-yip that sounds nothing like a dog, nor indeed any animal Silver has ever heard
>>121883
Meadows, thankfully, is further back, in the hallway. To the right, further down, White Sands peers around a corner. She sits calmly, smoking still another cigarette with a poof of smoke. The same brand Silver smokes, oddly enough.
Meadows is down, to the left, by the bathroom. She still seems kind of out of it. Like she doesn't quite know what's going on. But she knows it's not good. She wobbles forward
"Midnight... are you hurt? You are covered in marks"
>>121884
At worst, Iron can pull out and around, going up the stairs to meet them for himself
>>121885
"Yes, I am hurt, but I am very relieved to see you are not Meadows."
Midnight looks like a weight has been lifted off her shoulders, despite the cuts covering her body
"Yes, I am hurt, but I am very relieved to see you are not Meadows."
Midnight looks like a weight has been lifted off her shoulders, despite the cuts covering her body
[1d20+3 = 11]
>>121885
The arrow, thankfully, is deflected by his armor.
Spot: Silver quickly gets into a defensive posture, and tries to peer through the fog to see who shot at him.
>>121885
The arrow, thankfully, is deflected by his armor.
Spot: Silver quickly gets into a defensive posture, and tries to peer through the fog to see who shot at him.
>>121885
Iron hums slightly, turning to Khoi.
"Two griffons are in the catwalk," Iron whispers. "What do you think?"
Iron hums slightly, turning to Khoi.
"Two griffons are in the catwalk," Iron whispers. "What do you think?"
>>121888
He calls out to the other griffons. "Let me make one guess: your leader, who ordered one dozen of your friends and comrades into battle, while hiding like coward in middle of those of you who did not want to fight, and is ordering you to not surrender, was who just fired that arrow."
He calls out to the other griffons. "Let me make one guess: your leader, who ordered one dozen of your friends and comrades into battle, while hiding like coward in middle of those of you who did not want to fight, and is ordering you to not surrender, was who just fired that arrow."
>>121891
"That's the worst part," Iron reports. "I have no idea what they're doing, but they're not getting shot by either Dark Star nor Skies."
"That's the worst part," Iron reports. "I have no idea what they're doing, but they're not getting shot by either Dark Star nor Skies."
>>121894
Silver lets out a sigh. "You do realize that means we can not guarantee you will be unharmed, yes?"
Silver lets out a sigh. "You do realize that means we can not guarantee you will be unharmed, yes?"
>>121894
Iron cocks his brow, before nodding. "Do. I'll stay here in case any fools try to rush here."
Iron cocks his brow, before nodding. "Do. I'll stay here in case any fools try to rush here."
[1d20 = 17]
>>121897
Silver draws his sword, and approaches the fog. "Your choice."
Before he arrives, however, Dark Star aims a lit thrown firebomb towards the middle of the fog.
>>121897
Silver draws his sword, and approaches the fog. "Your choice."
Before he arrives, however, Dark Star aims a lit thrown firebomb towards the middle of the fog.
>>121897
>low HP
>guarding Meadows
I'll let Silver take this one, but Midnight holds her weapns at the ready, just incase
>low HP
>guarding Meadows
I'll let Silver take this one, but Midnight holds her weapns at the ready, just incase
>>121897
Iron simply stands guard, unaware of the escaping future convicts on the other side, scanning the area for any sort of unwarranted rushing.
Iron simply stands guard, unaware of the escaping future convicts on the other side, scanning the area for any sort of unwarranted rushing.
>>121898
Now This is effective. The center does not immediately clear up, for what is burned away is replaced by smoke. But it produces an immediate deluge of griffins, running towards Iron, Jubilosa, and Midnight.
Mala Jumps out and runs towards the side
Now This is effective. The center does not immediately clear up, for what is burned away is replaced by smoke. But it produces an immediate deluge of griffins, running towards Iron, Jubilosa, and Midnight.
Mala Jumps out and runs towards the side
>>121901
Iron slowly walk backwards, swiping a hoof at one of the fleeing griffons non-lethally.
[1d20+10 = 12]
<Melee Strike
Iron slowly walk backwards, swiping a hoof at one of the fleeing griffons non-lethally.
[1d20+10 = 12]
<Melee Strike
>>121901
Midnight sighs before striking out at one of the ones running by her.
S: [1d20+7 = 19]
D: [1d20+7 = 20]
Midnight sighs before striking out at one of the ones running by her.
S: [1d20+7 = 19]
D: [1d20+7 = 20]
[1d20+10 = 30]
>>121906
Silver tries to keep the griffon pinned while he hogties her.
Dark Star shoots at another, with a massive grin on his face.
>>121906
Silver tries to keep the griffon pinned while he hogties her.
Dark Star shoots at another, with a massive grin on his face.
>>121908
Midnight hits the fleeing Griffin, who herself has a robe partly covered in fuel oil and flame, strewing blood across the floor as she trips and falls down, leaving a trail of blood
Midnight hits the fleeing Griffin, who herself has a robe partly covered in fuel oil and flame, strewing blood across the floor as she trips and falls down, leaving a trail of blood
>>121912
Iron's hoof clashes with a random griffin, hoping to keep him in place after that blow
[1d3+5 = 7]
<Damage
With that, Iron stomps his hooves, attempting to intimdate the fleeing griffs.
"Lay down on the ground and I'll ensure you'll not be beaten up!"
[1d20+9 = 23]
<Intimidate check
Iron's hoof clashes with a random griffin, hoping to keep him in place after that blow
[1d3+5 = 7]
<Damage
With that, Iron stomps his hooves, attempting to intimdate the fleeing griffs.
"Lay down on the ground and I'll ensure you'll not be beaten up!"
[1d20+9 = 23]
<Intimidate check
[1d20+10 = 19]
>>121912
Intimidate: Dark Star shouts out to the crowd. "ON THE GROUND, NOW!"
Silver tries to herd the griffons away from the exit.
>>121912
Intimidate: Dark Star shouts out to the crowd. "ON THE GROUND, NOW!"
Silver tries to herd the griffons away from the exit.
[1d20+5 = 21]
>>121914
>>121916
>>121911
From inside, towards the middle, a flaming robe is cast down and aside.
"Greife ihn mit deiner Kraft an"
With this materializes a green, twisted sword. Like a more massive version of the curved daggers. The ethereal greation, transluscent and hovering, strikes over towards Silver
>>121914
Two of them comply immediately. Actually, he's rolling on the ground. Tying to put out the fire
>>121916
She falls down, and starts croaking. Jubilosa seems horrified at this scene
>>121917
Several more do so, though it looks like Midnight and Mala have already killed a couple females as they fled. More than a couple are covered in burning fuel oil, and stand trying to pull the robes off
>>121914
>>121916
>>121911
From inside, towards the middle, a flaming robe is cast down and aside.
"Greife ihn mit deiner Kraft an"
With this materializes a green, twisted sword. Like a more massive version of the curved daggers. The ethereal greation, transluscent and hovering, strikes over towards Silver
>>121914
Two of them comply immediately. Actually, he's rolling on the ground. Tying to put out the fire
>>121916
She falls down, and starts croaking. Jubilosa seems horrified at this scene
>>121917
Several more do so, though it looks like Midnight and Mala have already killed a couple females as they fled. More than a couple are covered in burning fuel oil, and stand trying to pull the robes off
>>121918
Iron watches in discomfort, figuring that even though they were probably implicitly guilty of dumping corpses down the sewers, these possible deaths by fire is too much. He makes sure to cover as much of the exit as he can, making sure as few griffon as they can try to squeeze through the exit.
Iron watches in discomfort, figuring that even though they were probably implicitly guilty of dumping corpses down the sewers, these possible deaths by fire is too much. He makes sure to cover as much of the exit as he can, making sure as few griffon as they can try to squeeze through the exit.
>>121922
Iron simply stares for a bit, before tugging his cloth shirt out.
"Screw it," he utters, holding his white, worker shirt on his mouth. "This is not right."
He proceeds to try and help putting out the fires on the griffons.
Iron simply stares for a bit, before tugging his cloth shirt out.
"Screw it," he utters, holding his white, worker shirt on his mouth. "This is not right."
He proceeds to try and help putting out the fires on the griffons.
>>121918
Midnight stares grimly at the scene before her, before turning to make sure Meadows cannot see.
Midnight stares grimly at the scene before her, before turning to make sure Meadows cannot see.
>>121923
Hit against the tan and white griffin, now naked and covered in burns
>>121924
Iron's big weight proves useful in this, battering down griffins, already on the floor, with clothing.
The thing is that when the bottle exploded, most of the oil did not immediately burn, but flew up. Which got onto cotton shirts. Which burn more easily than the oil, and are now covered in oil. These can of course be removed, but oil seeps through onto hide, and it takes time to remove the robes.
>>121925
Meadows is behind, in the hallway. She can see nothing. But she can hear the screams. The yipping. Even sometimes the more subtle sounds of fire cackling or steel against flesh
Hit against the tan and white griffin, now naked and covered in burns
>>121924
Iron's big weight proves useful in this, battering down griffins, already on the floor, with clothing.
The thing is that when the bottle exploded, most of the oil did not immediately burn, but flew up. Which got onto cotton shirts. Which burn more easily than the oil, and are now covered in oil. These can of course be removed, but oil seeps through onto hide, and it takes time to remove the robes.
>>121925
Meadows is behind, in the hallway. She can see nothing. But she can hear the screams. The yipping. Even sometimes the more subtle sounds of fire cackling or steel against flesh
>>121926
Iron breathes in, knowing there's bout to be some hoof burning.
"Let us commence the trial by fire."
Without care for his own hoofs and forelegs, he starts to take off as many of the griffons' burning clothes as he can.
Iron breathes in, knowing there's bout to be some hoof burning.
"Let us commence the trial by fire."
Without care for his own hoofs and forelegs, he starts to take off as many of the griffons' burning clothes as he can.
>>121927
The griffin is cut into. Wounded. Ontop of burns. Yet still, he is not out. Though he is knocked down prone, the green and blue jagged, wavy sword swings again, moving back towards him, and to Silver.
>>121928
It's a bit awkward to pull off. It would probbaly be easier with a knife. But not undoable. The griffins do not resist, they do not fight back. But they don't help either. He gets at least one off, after some effort
The griffin is cut into. Wounded. Ontop of burns. Yet still, he is not out. Though he is knocked down prone, the green and blue jagged, wavy sword swings again, moving back towards him, and to Silver.
>>121928
It's a bit awkward to pull off. It would probbaly be easier with a knife. But not undoable. The griffins do not resist, they do not fight back. But they don't help either. He gets at least one off, after some effort
>>121929
Iron would ask Sands for the knife, but he's pretty sure she'd rather watch them, opting to juryrig his teeth as the knife, trying to tear up the burning clothes.
Iron would ask Sands for the knife, but he's pretty sure she'd rather watch them, opting to juryrig his teeth as the knife, trying to tear up the burning clothes.
>>121926
Sadly, Midnight cannot silence the screams for her new friend. But she can make sure that her voice doesn't join them as she stands guard.
Sadly, Midnight cannot silence the screams for her new friend. But she can make sure that her voice doesn't join them as she stands guard.
[1d20+8 = 12]
>>121930
Silver dodges the blade this time. He strikes at the griffon again, hoping for a finishing blow.
>>121930
Silver dodges the blade this time. He strikes at the griffon again, hoping for a finishing blow.
>>121936
If he were on his feet, that would likely not be possible, and certainly not with the help of his magical powers. Yet, even with some mysterious force helping to protect him, he is hit
If he were on his feet, that would likely not be possible, and certainly not with the help of his magical powers. Yet, even with some mysterious force helping to protect him, he is hit
[1d20+7 = 16]
>>121936
From off, over to the right, Mala - covered in blood, off on his own excursion - charges in, and tries to tear into the griffin
>>121936
From off, over to the right, Mala - covered in blood, off on his own excursion - charges in, and tries to tear into the griffin
>>121935
Iron's mind does stop, humming slightly.
"Now that I think about it," he mutters to himself. "I have not seen her on the catwalk with Skies and Star."
Iron's mind does stop, humming slightly.
"Now that I think about it," he mutters to himself. "I have not seen her on the catwalk with Skies and Star."
With corpses and burning bodies littering the floor, all hostile parties are down. The archer that shot at Dark Star at some point slipped into the mass.
>>121938
>>121939
Silver rends into the brunt hide and cuts down into it, as Mala comes up and starts tearing at his neck. The Griffin is down, or dead.
>>121940
She is no where to be seen, nor is Skies for that matter. Dark Star is on the second level hallway railing
>>121938
>>121939
Silver rends into the brunt hide and cuts down into it, as Mala comes up and starts tearing at his neck. The Griffin is down, or dead.
>>121940
She is no where to be seen, nor is Skies for that matter. Dark Star is on the second level hallway railing
>>121941
Seeing the main threat is dealt with, he decides to search the first loose end he should be searching for: Where is Khoi and if she's doing good.
With that, he pulls out himself, following Khoi's steps.
Seeing the main threat is dealt with, he decides to search the first loose end he should be searching for: Where is Khoi and if she's doing good.
With that, he pulls out himself, following Khoi's steps.
>>121941
Dark Star is torn between trying to help out with the chaos below, and looking for his absent marefriend. Even for him, this is pretty brutal.
Silver, now bleeding pretty badly from the wound he got from the magic sword, tries to calm his doggo friend down. "Okay, Mala, he's down, you can stop now."
Dark Star is torn between trying to help out with the chaos below, and looking for his absent marefriend. Even for him, this is pretty brutal.
Silver, now bleeding pretty badly from the wound he got from the magic sword, tries to calm his doggo friend down. "Okay, Mala, he's down, you can stop now."
>>121947
Mala lunges and tears at the griffin, biting him and pulling his neck. He pulls it in a way like its designed to rip the hide off the bone, or even rip the head off. There is blood on Mala's neck fur and around his mouth, almost all of which was not there when Mala left Silver's side a minute ago. He does not respond immediately, but starts to growl less, before calming down.
Dark Star has a fairly good view of what is below. It looks like, unfortunately, not many griffins remain for bounty. There remain several griffins who are either stunned, or unconscious, that still need to be tied, and a few who are downed but could be saved from bleeding out. Unless the two that went to the other side escaped, there are none to spread the word to any other hostiles elsewhere in the building, and in that regards it is a success.
>>121946
There is no trail, persay, but he can go up levels. There is no pony on the second floor
Mala lunges and tears at the griffin, biting him and pulling his neck. He pulls it in a way like its designed to rip the hide off the bone, or even rip the head off. There is blood on Mala's neck fur and around his mouth, almost all of which was not there when Mala left Silver's side a minute ago. He does not respond immediately, but starts to growl less, before calming down.
Dark Star has a fairly good view of what is below. It looks like, unfortunately, not many griffins remain for bounty. There remain several griffins who are either stunned, or unconscious, that still need to be tied, and a few who are downed but could be saved from bleeding out. Unless the two that went to the other side escaped, there are none to spread the word to any other hostiles elsewhere in the building, and in that regards it is a success.
>>121946
There is no trail, persay, but he can go up levels. There is no pony on the second floor
>>121948
Silver starts petting Mala's head and down the back of his neck. "Good boy."
Dark Star starts to tie up what griffons he can find with whatever's available.
Silver starts petting Mala's head and down the back of his neck. "Good boy."
Dark Star starts to tie up what griffons he can find with whatever's available.
>>121950
Mala at first lurches back, as if to bite Silver's hoof when Silver touches him. But he doesn't, and he moves back, letting Silver touch him. He slowly eases out of tension, blinks a few times, calms down, licks the blood off his lips, and starts to pant, moving his head to where Silver can touch him more.
Upstairs, there are two griffins, one of whom is stunned, one is shot with a bow and stunned in part. Downstairs there are many more griffins. Dark Star has a couple ties, some mane ties, and there is always clothing. Plenty of clothing. All of them were wearing robes of some kind, much of which were burnt, but still.
Mala at first lurches back, as if to bite Silver's hoof when Silver touches him. But he doesn't, and he moves back, letting Silver touch him. He slowly eases out of tension, blinks a few times, calms down, licks the blood off his lips, and starts to pant, moving his head to where Silver can touch him more.
Upstairs, there are two griffins, one of whom is stunned, one is shot with a bow and stunned in part. Downstairs there are many more griffins. Dark Star has a couple ties, some mane ties, and there is always clothing. Plenty of clothing. All of them were wearing robes of some kind, much of which were burnt, but still.
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Though the noises of a few whines and moans don't stop, the scene settles down. Mostly, at least. There’s a terrible smell of burning oil, hide, and cotton in the air. The room is darker now, either by soot covering the lights or the lingering remnants of the mist – though it feels as if some active force of darkness has entered the room and suppressed the light.
The Southern entrance, unguarded for the totality of the fight, still shimmers in flame, as the fuel-oil-whiskey-bottle's contents spread across the floor. The viscous liquid of black and gold spreads partly in a puddle, but partly partly across contours in the floor, revealing an uneven surface that slopes slightly east, towards the sea. A second puddle, connected by a stream to the first, represents either a level gathering basin for the oil, or the epicenter of a second shattered bottle. The still-burning puddles leaves an area slightly to the right that could perhaps be wide enough to fit a creature.
But this entrance was no escape. One unfortunate griffin seems to have been caught in the initial fire, and fell in the threshold of the doorway. Her clothes must have caught fire immediately, as none remain, though almost her her body has burn marks. Some portions of her body, more burned than others, must have been where the sticky oil bled through the clothing and onto her hide. Unlike the cotton robes, the oil burns slowly, and ultimately deeper into her hide. Around her chest, beneath her neck, the hilt of one of the twisted daggers sticks out.
Another griffin female did not make it as far, but yet perhaps died even more brutally when she tried to get around the fires of the threshold. She is surrounded in blood, not flame and oil, and it pours out of innumerable tears in her flesh. Her robes are tattered and torn in multiple places, with a great tear on her back around her spine revealing flesh as but crushed as sliced. A shoulder, likewise is ripped into, and the once-brown robe surrounding the right foreleg is dyed with blood. But it's her neck that is the worst off, as dozens of small cuts and tears were matched by a force pulling and ripping first the flesh and skin, then the jugular, out of her neck.
Two more lay by the entrance, though they did not get as far. A lies with a stuck in the back of his head, just to the left of where the spine and skull meet. Another one, whose body is turned around in part, has two bolts sticking out of him from the barrel and the shoulder. He may not even be dead.
The fates of these griffins contrast sharply with those on the opposite side, by the North entrance. Five griffins lay on the floor in their red, brown, and white robes. Punched in the head, headbutted, and hit with a hammer, they often suffer broken bones, broken ribs, and concussions. None are yet dead.
Immediately above the North entrance, on the second level hallway, are two more griffins. Though one is shot in the chest with a bolt, both are stunned.
To the East, by the Sea, four griffins and a zebra lay on the ground. The zebra is stabbed through several times, and fell to his side, with only a small pool of blood. One griffin is simply stunned, though stabbed with a machete. Another lays on the floor. Stabbed twice, and bleeding, but not dead when he fell. One lay dead, but a particularly unfortunate female griffin lays down bleeding and breathing heavily with a robe partly on fire. She fled the fire, only to be stabbed with both dagger and sword.
But it's the Western entrance that has the most bloody scene. A scimitar lying on the ground, a zebra rend and split open, guts on the floor, a pair of griffins cut and sliced, open. Two more griffins who, stabbed and cut, were not likely dead when they fell, but may have since bled out. A scimitar abandoned on the floor.
Closer to the center, between the southern and western exits, a lone griffin is prone and unbound. She is perhaps the only griffin in the entire room – besides Jubilosa – to have no injuries of any kind. Opposite that side, between Iron and Midnight, are four griffins, prone on the floor, and with their robed removed, sometimes torn off. These griffins were splashed with burning oil, which then caught their robes on fire. Iron has physically removed several of the robes. A fifth griffin lies nearer the center, though with even more burn marks, and a bow next to him. He is stunned, but his robe was removed before he sustained more serious burns.
Another griffin, lying blacked and charred on the ground like meat fallen through the grate of a grill, was not so fortunate as the last. This griffin, a bow next to him, must have been right next to the splash of the fire. Rather than finding the opportunity to remove his robe, by some misfortune he must have tripped, slipped, or collided with another griffin in the confusion and fog, falling to the ground into a puddle of oil. He burned where he fell. Also near the center is dead and naked leader of the group, the priest of Sacred Heart. He was fortunate to remove his robe. He was not so fortunate to piss off Silver Sword, and was soon stabbed, cut, and mauled.
The fate of the two griffins that flew up to the second level is unknown, as is the locations of White Sands, Blue Skies, and now Khoi Lua.
Jubilosa, anxious before, now trembles. She pulls her beak back or even furls it upwards, looks away, and tightens the muscles around her eyes. She turns herself to look at the prisoners - but away from the burning scene in the center. Before Khoi went off, she would look on the scene before her with less expressive eyes and tighten lips, though she would cover her eyes and mouth with her foreleg. Mala pants and smiles, enjoying Silver's pets.
All in all, a job well done.
\r
The Southern entrance, unguarded for the totality of the fight, still shimmers in flame, as the fuel-oil-whiskey-bottle's contents spread across the floor. The viscous liquid of black and gold spreads partly in a puddle, but partly partly across contours in the floor, revealing an uneven surface that slopes slightly east, towards the sea. A second puddle, connected by a stream to the first, represents either a level gathering basin for the oil, or the epicenter of a second shattered bottle. The still-burning puddles leaves an area slightly to the right that could perhaps be wide enough to fit a creature.
But this entrance was no escape. One unfortunate griffin seems to have been caught in the initial fire, and fell in the threshold of the doorway. Her clothes must have caught fire immediately, as none remain, though almost her her body has burn marks. Some portions of her body, more burned than others, must have been where the sticky oil bled through the clothing and onto her hide. Unlike the cotton robes, the oil burns slowly, and ultimately deeper into her hide. Around her chest, beneath her neck, the hilt of one of the twisted daggers sticks out.
Another griffin female did not make it as far, but yet perhaps died even more brutally when she tried to get around the fires of the threshold. She is surrounded in blood, not flame and oil, and it pours out of innumerable tears in her flesh. Her robes are tattered and torn in multiple places, with a great tear on her back around her spine revealing flesh as but crushed as sliced. A shoulder, likewise is ripped into, and the once-brown robe surrounding the right foreleg is dyed with blood. But it's her neck that is the worst off, as dozens of small cuts and tears were matched by a force pulling and ripping first the flesh and skin, then the jugular, out of her neck.
Two more lay by the entrance, though they did not get as far. A lies with a stuck in the back of his head, just to the left of where the spine and skull meet. Another one, whose body is turned around in part, has two bolts sticking out of him from the barrel and the shoulder. He may not even be dead.
The fates of these griffins contrast sharply with those on the opposite side, by the North entrance. Five griffins lay on the floor in their red, brown, and white robes. Punched in the head, headbutted, and hit with a hammer, they often suffer broken bones, broken ribs, and concussions. None are yet dead.
Immediately above the North entrance, on the second level hallway, are two more griffins. Though one is shot in the chest with a bolt, both are stunned.
To the East, by the Sea, four griffins and a zebra lay on the ground. The zebra is stabbed through several times, and fell to his side, with only a small pool of blood. One griffin is simply stunned, though stabbed with a machete. Another lays on the floor. Stabbed twice, and bleeding, but not dead when he fell. One lay dead, but a particularly unfortunate female griffin lays down bleeding and breathing heavily with a robe partly on fire. She fled the fire, only to be stabbed with both dagger and sword.
But it's the Western entrance that has the most bloody scene. A scimitar lying on the ground, a zebra rend and split open, guts on the floor, a pair of griffins cut and sliced, open. Two more griffins who, stabbed and cut, were not likely dead when they fell, but may have since bled out. A scimitar abandoned on the floor.
Closer to the center, between the southern and western exits, a lone griffin is prone and unbound. She is perhaps the only griffin in the entire room – besides Jubilosa – to have no injuries of any kind. Opposite that side, between Iron and Midnight, are four griffins, prone on the floor, and with their robed removed, sometimes torn off. These griffins were splashed with burning oil, which then caught their robes on fire. Iron has physically removed several of the robes. A fifth griffin lies nearer the center, though with even more burn marks, and a bow next to him. He is stunned, but his robe was removed before he sustained more serious burns.
Another griffin, lying blacked and charred on the ground like meat fallen through the grate of a grill, was not so fortunate as the last. This griffin, a bow next to him, must have been right next to the splash of the fire. Rather than finding the opportunity to remove his robe, by some misfortune he must have tripped, slipped, or collided with another griffin in the confusion and fog, falling to the ground into a puddle of oil. He burned where he fell. Also near the center is dead and naked leader of the group, the priest of Sacred Heart. He was fortunate to remove his robe. He was not so fortunate to piss off Silver Sword, and was soon stabbed, cut, and mauled.
The fate of the two griffins that flew up to the second level is unknown, as is the locations of White Sands, Blue Skies, and now Khoi Lua.
Jubilosa, anxious before, now trembles. She pulls her beak back or even furls it upwards, looks away, and tightens the muscles around her eyes. She turns herself to look at the prisoners - but away from the burning scene in the center. Before Khoi went off, she would look on the scene before her with less expressive eyes and tighten lips, though she would cover her eyes and mouth with her foreleg. Mala pants and smiles, enjoying Silver's pets.
All in all, a job well done.
\r
>>121957
Iron looks around on the second level, to see that Khoi is not there, nor is she immediately responding to calls
Iron looks around on the second level, to see that Khoi is not there, nor is she immediately responding to calls
The third floor has about the same layout as the second floor, notably with big rooms on the side between the hallway and the atrium than hang over the first floor hall.
But when Iron calls out, he gets a response from the room, over on the right
"Yes? Over here"
But when Iron calls out, he gets a response from the room, over on the right
"Yes? Over here"
>>121960
Iron walks over to the room on the right, making sure his ears are on high alert, possibly anticipating a trap from the griffons.
Iron walks over to the room on the right, making sure his ears are on high alert, possibly anticipating a trap from the griffons.
>>121961
In the hall, around the corner, lying on the floor is a griffin, dead or dying, with a bolt in his back, and some blood on the floor. Just pass this is an open door. A voice, unmistakably Khoi's, says "Iron? come in here"
In the hall, around the corner, lying on the floor is a griffin, dead or dying, with a bolt in his back, and some blood on the floor. Just pass this is an open door. A voice, unmistakably Khoi's, says "Iron? come in here"
>>121963
The door enters into a hall 50 feet or so long, and big enough for a set of beds on each side, and indeed there are beds on each side, and a few drawers too. Most are empty, but some have sheets and pillows, and a couple even have the sheets and pillows pulled back.
More interesting is what is closer to the door. Khoi is sitting down in the middle, with four griffins, two to each side. Chicks. Small ones. Or rather two very small ones, one almost an adolescent, and one between those two ages.
Khoi looks at Iron. The small griffins look afraid or disturbed, though not terrified, understanding that something is clearly wrong, but not understanding what. Khoi herself is mostly not expressive, but with a slight air of concern
The door enters into a hall 50 feet or so long, and big enough for a set of beds on each side, and indeed there are beds on each side, and a few drawers too. Most are empty, but some have sheets and pillows, and a couple even have the sheets and pillows pulled back.
More interesting is what is closer to the door. Khoi is sitting down in the middle, with four griffins, two to each side. Chicks. Small ones. Or rather two very small ones, one almost an adolescent, and one between those two ages.
Khoi looks at Iron. The small griffins look afraid or disturbed, though not terrified, understanding that something is clearly wrong, but not understanding what. Khoi herself is mostly not expressive, but with a slight air of concern
>>121964
Iron cocks his head, unsure of what to think of this surprisingly twisted event happening in front of him.
"It seems we have found... chicks?" he offers, trying to figure out the proper term for these small birds.
Iron cocks his head, unsure of what to think of this surprisingly twisted event happening in front of him.
"It seems we have found... chicks?" he offers, trying to figure out the proper term for these small birds.
>>121965
She nods, halfway, before stopping
“Yes. Well. I do not know what to calm them” she says in her almost over bearing accent.
“But they are here. I do not know why they did not take them with them.”
One of the smaller chicks, with a grey and brown coloration, walks - he at least can walk - over closer to Iron
She nods, halfway, before stopping
“Yes. Well. I do not know what to calm them” she says in her almost over bearing accent.
“But they are here. I do not know why they did not take them with them.”
One of the smaller chicks, with a grey and brown coloration, walks - he at least can walk - over closer to Iron
>>121966
Iron looks at the chick with apparent curiosity, mind going back to what the madestallion he and Ash argued about way before as he lets it come closer.
Iron looks at the chick with apparent curiosity, mind going back to what the madestallion he and Ash argued about way before as he lets it come closer.
>>121967
The chick sits down about two feet from Iron, then sits up in a way so his forelegs do not touch the ground, and he looks up to Iron with big, orange eyes.
Then the oldest Chick speaks in ponish
"What is going on?"
The chick sits down about two feet from Iron, then sits up in a way so his forelegs do not touch the ground, and he looks up to Iron with big, orange eyes.
Then the oldest Chick speaks in ponish
"What is going on?"
>>121968
Iron looks at Khoi, frankly discomforted by what he should say, before breathing deeply.
"A fight out on the main hall," he responds. "Many got hurt out there due to what they did." He pauses. "Some more than others."
Iron looks at Khoi, frankly discomforted by what he should say, before breathing deeply.
"A fight out on the main hall," he responds. "Many got hurt out there due to what they did." He pauses. "Some more than others."
>>121969
Khoi shakes her head, slowly, and mouths "no."
She has a hoof around the chick that is still young, but in the middle of the age range.
The older griffin, who is still only elementary school aged, still has many questions. "Who are you? Why are there outsiders? ...... Are the elders okay?"
He is tearing up
Khoi shakes her head, slowly, and mouths "no."
She has a hoof around the chick that is still young, but in the middle of the age range.
The older griffin, who is still only elementary school aged, still has many questions. "Who are you? Why are there outsiders? ...... Are the elders okay?"
He is tearing up
>>121970
Iron looks at Khoi, not really understanding the effects on the children he's causing by telling him this.
"I am not sure who are these elders," he responds. "But some outsiders got angry and decided they were not approving of what they did."
Iron kneels down, hopefully still blocking the exit in case the small griff was outside.
"Tell me. Do you know what they did?"
Iron looks at Khoi, not really understanding the effects on the children he's causing by telling him this.
"I am not sure who are these elders," he responds. "But some outsiders got angry and decided they were not approving of what they did."
Iron kneels down, hopefully still blocking the exit in case the small griff was outside.
"Tell me. Do you know what they did?"
>>121971
Khoi is still shaking her head, but she now moves a foreleg between the older chick and Iron. The middle one looks on in intrigue, the one that came up to Iron is still looking at Iron, and the second youngest, a female, has evidently fallen asleep against a bed post
"They made a community because the outsiders would not let them. And now they are hurt."
He is angry and teary eyed
Khoi is still shaking her head, but she now moves a foreleg between the older chick and Iron. The middle one looks on in intrigue, the one that came up to Iron is still looking at Iron, and the second youngest, a female, has evidently fallen asleep against a bed post
"They made a community because the outsiders would not let them. And now they are hurt."
He is angry and teary eyed
>>121972
Iron simply remains there, opting to stop answering the small one's questions as he figures the chick wouldn't believe if he told the chick, deciding to simply block the exit with his body.
He only shakes his head.
Iron simply remains there, opting to stop answering the small one's questions as he figures the chick wouldn't believe if he told the chick, deciding to simply block the exit with his body.
He only shakes his head.
>>121973
He is silent for a moment. The moves forward a step, into Khoi’s hooves.
“Are mom and dad okay?” He asks
Now, he can’t stop himself from crying, and he sits down again
The chick leaning on the bed post wakes up, and says a word in some foreign language to the female in Khoi’s arms. She speaks back to her, and both seem confused and concerned, but more composed than the crying older male. The one in front of Iron stops looking at him, and looks back to the older make.
“And Juergen and Deinesheer....”
Khoi removes her leg from in front of him, and places it around him
He doesn’t look up, but says “What will happen to us?”
The older female says something to him in a foreogn language, and he responds with a single word.
Khoi looks back to Iron
“I saw the griffin and the hotbed one go upstairs.”
He is silent for a moment. The moves forward a step, into Khoi’s hooves.
“Are mom and dad okay?” He asks
Now, he can’t stop himself from crying, and he sits down again
The chick leaning on the bed post wakes up, and says a word in some foreign language to the female in Khoi’s arms. She speaks back to her, and both seem confused and concerned, but more composed than the crying older male. The one in front of Iron stops looking at him, and looks back to the older make.
“And Juergen and Deinesheer....”
Khoi removes her leg from in front of him, and places it around him
He doesn’t look up, but says “What will happen to us?”
The older female says something to him in a foreogn language, and he responds with a single word.
Khoi looks back to Iron
“I saw the griffin and the hotbed one go upstairs.”
>>121974
With a nod, Iron simply closes the door as he leaves, following Khoi instructions, grunting slightly over the difficulty of the kirin's situation.
(I hope she'll be fine in there. At least she won't be too bloodthirsty)
With a nod, Iron simply closes the door as he leaves, following Khoi instructions, grunting slightly over the difficulty of the kirin's situation.
(I hope she'll be fine in there. At least she won't be too bloodthirsty)
>>121975
Iron goes back to the stairs. While the stairs to the left, going down, are metal, the ones going up are wooden. In the exact separation between the third and fourth floor, a span of about 10 inches, there is naked cinderblock, and above that, a flaking white paint scheme covers the walls. The door - metal, like the lower doors, but unpainted - is open. There is no open railing on this top level, but wooden walls with a simple paint. The hall is not well illuminated to the right, with one simple light. To the left, there is one door, and a door by the corner of the hall. But to the right is one door. It is open
Iron goes back to the stairs. While the stairs to the left, going down, are metal, the ones going up are wooden. In the exact separation between the third and fourth floor, a span of about 10 inches, there is naked cinderblock, and above that, a flaking white paint scheme covers the walls. The door - metal, like the lower doors, but unpainted - is open. There is no open railing on this top level, but wooden walls with a simple paint. The hall is not well illuminated to the right, with one simple light. To the left, there is one door, and a door by the corner of the hall. But to the right is one door. It is open
>>121977
Iron, mainly looking for the missing party members, carefully tiptoes towards the open door, trying to be as stealthy as possible.
[1d20+2 = 14]
<Move silently roll
Iron, mainly looking for the missing party members, carefully tiptoes towards the open door, trying to be as stealthy as possible.
[1d20+2 = 14]
<Move silently roll
>>121978
The room is dark, with a single light from a lamp off to the left on what presumably is a table. At the opposite side of the room is a slender form of a quadruped. Though sitting when Iron enters the room, it stands up and faces Iron. A green glow emanates from a cylinder on the top of what must be its head, and a glimmering metal object floats in a cloud of green light in the air five feet in front of it. Further over to the right, another figure slumps down, and in the lantern's light is recognizable as a female griffin, looking almost emaciated and unconscious, laying on its back against the wall. Near the griffin, a little further away from Iron is another doorway, and a light comes out from it as well
The room is dark, with a single light from a lamp off to the left on what presumably is a table. At the opposite side of the room is a slender form of a quadruped. Though sitting when Iron enters the room, it stands up and faces Iron. A green glow emanates from a cylinder on the top of what must be its head, and a glimmering metal object floats in a cloud of green light in the air five feet in front of it. Further over to the right, another figure slumps down, and in the lantern's light is recognizable as a female griffin, looking almost emaciated and unconscious, laying on its back against the wall. Near the griffin, a little further away from Iron is another doorway, and a light comes out from it as well
>>121979
Iron tries to stay hidden, maybe getting to witness what is the situation at hand.
[1d20+2 = 17]
<Hidden big guy (Hide roll)
Iron tries to stay hidden, maybe getting to witness what is the situation at hand.
[1d20+2 = 17]
<Hidden big guy (Hide roll)
>>121980
Iron cannot hide in the doorway, though it is very easy to hide simply by moving to the side
If he does so, he can hear - in ponish - a loud whisper:
"Someone's at the door"
Iron cannot hide in the doorway, though it is very easy to hide simply by moving to the side
If he does so, he can hear - in ponish - a loud whisper:
"Someone's at the door"
>>121981
Iron reluctantly walks out with a curious expression, ears folded slightly at the possible chance of danger, even though he may know who is the one.
Iron reluctantly walks out with a curious expression, ears folded slightly at the possible chance of danger, even though he may know who is the one.
>>121982
Hmmmm.....
From through the trees, a new wind blows harsh and cold down from the North. Spark can feel the winter air drop from the mild cold a minute ago, to something much colder, as the air is filled with the sound of rustling leaves. In front of him, next to the station, is a Changeling, with no disguise, but naked chitin. Perhaps it isn't fair to say "naked," as most of his body is covered in a thick white jacket that seems to be both winter protection and the standard uniform of the Gendarme.
>>121983
When he looks in, he sees the form again, silently and delicately walking like a stalking cat nearer the center of the room. But the form is recognizable now as White Sands, still hovering one of those wavy daggers in front of her. She twists her head for a moment, move her head further forward, and says "Oh. Iron! That's you." She light fades and the knife is let down.
Hmmmm.....
From through the trees, a new wind blows harsh and cold down from the North. Spark can feel the winter air drop from the mild cold a minute ago, to something much colder, as the air is filled with the sound of rustling leaves. In front of him, next to the station, is a Changeling, with no disguise, but naked chitin. Perhaps it isn't fair to say "naked," as most of his body is covered in a thick white jacket that seems to be both winter protection and the standard uniform of the Gendarme.
>>121983
When he looks in, he sees the form again, silently and delicately walking like a stalking cat nearer the center of the room. But the form is recognizable now as White Sands, still hovering one of those wavy daggers in front of her. She twists her head for a moment, move her head further forward, and says "Oh. Iron! That's you." She light fades and the knife is let down.
>>121981
Iron walks towards her, assuming things are in control.
"I am," he answers. "It seems you have caught some griffons."
Iron walks towards her, assuming things are in control.
"I am," he answers. "It seems you have caught some griffons."
>>121984
Spark hends right up to the station and glances at the changeling, wondering if he will stop Spark from entering.
Spark hends right up to the station and glances at the changeling, wondering if he will stop Spark from entering.
>>121985
She comes in closer to him. Much closer, without regard for Iron's personal space. "Well hello." She says with a smile. She glances over to the griffin collapsed on the floor next to her. The griffin still has a tense facial expression, as if in fear or pain.
"We followed this one up here. Maybe she was trying to hide or access the roof" she shrugs.
>>121986
Indeed, he does
"Halt. Papers and your purpose."
She comes in closer to him. Much closer, without regard for Iron's personal space. "Well hello." She says with a smile. She glances over to the griffin collapsed on the floor next to her. The griffin still has a tense facial expression, as if in fear or pain.
"We followed this one up here. Maybe she was trying to hide or access the roof" she shrugs.
>>121986
Indeed, he does
"Halt. Papers and your purpose."
>>121987
"Unfortunately, I was not given papers. Zu Lang insisted I talk to a prisioner and get the needed information to the terroristic ations halting production immediately or I would join him in there."
"Unfortunately, I was not given papers. Zu Lang insisted I talk to a prisioner and get the needed information to the terroristic ations halting production immediately or I would join him in there."
>>121987
Iron admittedly isn't that uncomfortable with the Sands' bodypressing, aside from a slight blush as she looks appreciatedly at Sands.
"Good. I doubt the boss would want loose ends."
Iron admittedly isn't that uncomfortable with the Sands' bodypressing, aside from a slight blush as she looks appreciatedly at Sands.
"Good. I doubt the boss would want loose ends."
>>121985
>>121987
A beak sticks out from the open door way, and a griffin comes into the room. White Sands pulls back a little from Iron, but otherwise seems undisturbed. And though the physical appears of the dark and brown griffin doesn't particularly stand out, her response leaves no ambiguity as to her identity.
"Indeed. We can't have them alerting the other parts of this conspiracy..."
She is silent for a moment
"I think I am beginning to understand why the Equestrians sealed the records when they raided this place before. Come look at what is in the next room."
>>121988
"Surely you have at least identity papers" he says
>>121987
A beak sticks out from the open door way, and a griffin comes into the room. White Sands pulls back a little from Iron, but otherwise seems undisturbed. And though the physical appears of the dark and brown griffin doesn't particularly stand out, her response leaves no ambiguity as to her identity.
"Indeed. We can't have them alerting the other parts of this conspiracy..."
She is silent for a moment
"I think I am beginning to understand why the Equestrians sealed the records when they raided this place before. Come look at what is in the next room."
>>121988
"Surely you have at least identity papers" he says
>>121990
"Surely you can let me pass for a few minutes before I'm sent back to work. Unless you want to argue with Zu Lang about it."
I think this calls for a roll, right?
"Surely you can let me pass for a few minutes before I'm sent back to work. Unless you want to argue with Zu Lang about it."
I think this calls for a roll, right?
>>121989
>>121990
If Iron goes in, he sees a wide open room with unpainted concrete or cinder block walls, and no windows, illuminated by a lantern that sits on the floor. Not far from the doorway, over to the left, a steel hook hangs from the ceiling. Some days before, Iron purchased the hide of a Tiger and of a Bear from a taxidermist. Iron sees here too what looks like a hide cut from an animal. This one is golden color, and comes from a cat, sized to be a cougar or possibly an adolescent lion. Blue Skies comes up to show it to Iron.
"But look at this"
She moves down a few feet to show off a new hide. But the pink colored fur on the hide, and the pattern of a flower, lower on the hide, leaves no doubt as to exactly what it is a hide of.
>>121991
He can Or he can just show the cards given to them at the check point
>>121990
If Iron goes in, he sees a wide open room with unpainted concrete or cinder block walls, and no windows, illuminated by a lantern that sits on the floor. Not far from the doorway, over to the left, a steel hook hangs from the ceiling. Some days before, Iron purchased the hide of a Tiger and of a Bear from a taxidermist. Iron sees here too what looks like a hide cut from an animal. This one is golden color, and comes from a cat, sized to be a cougar or possibly an adolescent lion. Blue Skies comes up to show it to Iron.
"But look at this"
She moves down a few feet to show off a new hide. But the pink colored fur on the hide, and the pattern of a flower, lower on the hide, leaves no doubt as to exactly what it is a hide of.
>>121991
He can Or he can just show the cards given to them at the check point
>>121992
Iron studies it carefully, unsure of what's he looking at.
"Is... is that a pony hide?" he asks incredulously, before rubbing it softly, feeling strangely nostalgic about home.
Iron studies it carefully, unsure of what's he looking at.
"Is... is that a pony hide?" he asks incredulously, before rubbing it softly, feeling strangely nostalgic about home.
>>121993
Maybe show off one with a bluff roll
>>121994
She nods
"That's exactly what it looks like. Griffin hide too. I have no idea if it's a popular thing in central Griffonia, or if they remove the fur, tan it and pass it off as cow leather. At this point I wouldn't really doubt either"
Over further to the right is a metal table, with a couple knives on it. Long, straight knives, not the twisted daggers
Maybe show off one with a bluff roll
>>121994
She nods
"That's exactly what it looks like. Griffin hide too. I have no idea if it's a popular thing in central Griffonia, or if they remove the fur, tan it and pass it off as cow leather. At this point I wouldn't really doubt either"
Over further to the right is a metal table, with a couple knives on it. Long, straight knives, not the twisted daggers
>>121995
Iron blinks, turning to the table, looking curiously.
"It sounds like they worship appearances, possibly," he theorizes as he walks to the metal table, looking at the knife.
Iron blinks, turning to the table, looking curiously.
"It sounds like they worship appearances, possibly," he theorizes as he walks to the metal table, looking at the knife.
>>121996
"Some of their bourgeoisie over their are particularly degenerate. It would surprise me. I know they like to collect unicorn horns"
White sands, walking in, touches her horn
The knife on the table is a straight edged blade, nine inches, and rounded towards a pointed end rather than consistently tapered. Another knife is equal length, and with the dull end of a butcher's knife
>>121997
He looks down at the paper, then back up to Spark.
"Sorry to keep you, Sir."
He walks over a step, and opens the door for Spark
"Some of their bourgeoisie over their are particularly degenerate. It would surprise me. I know they like to collect unicorn horns"
White sands, walking in, touches her horn
The knife on the table is a straight edged blade, nine inches, and rounded towards a pointed end rather than consistently tapered. Another knife is equal length, and with the dull end of a butcher's knife
>>121997
He looks down at the paper, then back up to Spark.
"Sorry to keep you, Sir."
He walks over a step, and opens the door for Spark
>>121999
Iron is unsure of what to think of this, inspecting the item in question with a frown.
"I assume this is simply more evidence to further hunt down the griffons, at least."
He ponders slightly as he remembers the chicks a floor below, figuring they must be taught that it's correct to butcher their enemies...
Iron is unsure of what to think of this, inspecting the item in question with a frown.
"I assume this is simply more evidence to further hunt down the griffons, at least."
He ponders slightly as he remembers the chicks a floor below, figuring they must be taught that it's correct to butcher their enemies...
>>122000
Spark walks in to see a pastel yellow female pony receptionist to the left. But they don't stop there. The guard from outside escorts Spark through a door in the center, and towards an area in the back, past some offices. Through a door on the left, and then, there are cells.
The pony in question is a Mahogony brown Earth Pony, looking very fatigued and weak, lying on the floor in a 6 foot by eight foot cell
>>122001
Shekels is silent for a moment
".... They are certainly efficient"
There cannot be much doubt that the creatures who live in and operate this place - turning griffins and ponies into leather hide just one floor above where they keep their young - intended to induct these children into this system. At least they didn't want to take the children along with them for whatever is happening at Midnight.
A slight sound of something moving against concrete further into the room
Spark walks in to see a pastel yellow female pony receptionist to the left. But they don't stop there. The guard from outside escorts Spark through a door in the center, and towards an area in the back, past some offices. Through a door on the left, and then, there are cells.
The pony in question is a Mahogony brown Earth Pony, looking very fatigued and weak, lying on the floor in a 6 foot by eight foot cell
>>122001
Shekels is silent for a moment
".... They are certainly efficient"
There cannot be much doubt that the creatures who live in and operate this place - turning griffins and ponies into leather hide just one floor above where they keep their young - intended to induct these children into this system. At least they didn't want to take the children along with them for whatever is happening at Midnight.
A slight sound of something moving against concrete further into the room
>>122002
His ear flickers at the sound, intent in finding the sound as he clip clops towards the noise.
His ear flickers at the sound, intent in finding the sound as he clip clops towards the noise.
>>122003
It must be towards the end of the room over to the right of the entrance. There is a lantern on the floor, but it doesn't illuminate enough over there to determine what is making the movement
It must be towards the end of the room over to the right of the entrance. There is a lantern on the floor, but it doesn't illuminate enough over there to determine what is making the movement
Iron picks up the magic light with his mouth, trying to make it easier to illuminate the noise maker.
>>122002
Spark clears his throat and speaks to the pony in question.
"So, you are the trouble maker, huh?"
Spark clears his throat and speaks to the pony in question.
"So, you are the trouble maker, huh?"
>>122002
>another sad brown pony that needs therapy
Midnight feels she is needed, but as to where, she hasn't a clue
>another sad brown pony that needs therapy
Midnight feels she is needed, but as to where, she hasn't a clue
>>122005
With the light picked up, Iron can walk over, and see what it is.
Hanging from a wire on the ceiling, though from a longer line, is what is recognizable as a Griffin. He is upside down, hanging low enough that his lower back is on the ground, neck is awkwardly positioned, and his head is on the ground, while his lower back is hanging in the air, as are his hind legs. His wings are tied, and his forelegs are tied. He is skinny and looks somewhat starved, and has bags around the eyes.
Then he moves, wiggling side to side. There is a small string tying his beak down.
>>122006
He looks up, lethargically, at Spark.
"I am"
>>122007
This one is Onyx's problem.
Midnight can be aware of the scene in >>121956
With the light picked up, Iron can walk over, and see what it is.
Hanging from a wire on the ceiling, though from a longer line, is what is recognizable as a Griffin. He is upside down, hanging low enough that his lower back is on the ground, neck is awkwardly positioned, and his head is on the ground, while his lower back is hanging in the air, as are his hind legs. His wings are tied, and his forelegs are tied. He is skinny and looks somewhat starved, and has bags around the eyes.
Then he moves, wiggling side to side. There is a small string tying his beak down.
>>122006
He looks up, lethargically, at Spark.
"I am"
>>122007
This one is Onyx's problem.
Midnight can be aware of the scene in >>121956
>>122008
Iron looks at the griffon, extremely puzzled at the hanging griffon on hanging upside down. He glances back to Shekels, his ears folded slightly.
"Uh, boss? Did you tie up a griffon in here?"
Iron looks at the griffon, extremely puzzled at the hanging griffon on hanging upside down. He glances back to Shekels, his ears folded slightly.
"Uh, boss? Did you tie up a griffon in here?"
Midnight surveys the damage with a grim expression before beginning to look over all of her team members to assess their injuries.
>>122008
"I need to discuss some things with you."
He turns to the guard.
"Why is he so weak? I am going to need him conscious if I'm going to get anywhere in the interogation."
"I need to discuss some things with you."
He turns to the guard.
"Why is he so weak? I am going to need him conscious if I'm going to get anywhere in the interogation."
>>121956
The griffin opens its eyes. His eyes. A dark brown color, and out of focus, but looking towards Iron. The pupils contract greatly in the lantern light. His feathers and his hide are a distinct yellow color, somewhat rare but not unseen for griffins.
"No....."
She starts to come over
>>122010
Midnight herself took the worst of the damage (around -~29 HP after the healing). Silver is moderately injured, as is Iron, though he left. Jubilosa is..... psychologically damaged, but not physically hurt. Khoi was not hit, and though Mala is covered in blood, it isn't his own.
>>122011
"Must be from the interrogation" he answers, but then shrugs
The griffin opens its eyes. His eyes. A dark brown color, and out of focus, but looking towards Iron. The pupils contract greatly in the lantern light. His feathers and his hide are a distinct yellow color, somewhat rare but not unseen for griffins.
"No....."
She starts to come over
>>122010
Midnight herself took the worst of the damage (around -~29 HP after the healing). Silver is moderately injured, as is Iron, though he left. Jubilosa is..... psychologically damaged, but not physically hurt. Khoi was not hit, and though Mala is covered in blood, it isn't his own.
>>122011
"Must be from the interrogation" he answers, but then shrugs
>>122012
I guess that does it for me.
Midnight's amlet glows a deep blue, before it begins to spread over her entire body closing some of her wounds.
+10 hp from lay on hooves.
She then takes a few deep breaths before stepping over to gently pet Jubilosa.
I guess that does it for me.
Midnight's amlet glows a deep blue, before it begins to spread over her entire body closing some of her wounds.
+10 hp from lay on hooves.
She then takes a few deep breaths before stepping over to gently pet Jubilosa.
>>122012
Biting off the mouth restraint on the tied griffin's beak, he curiously gazes over him. "Tell me, do you understand me?" he asks sternly at him
Biting off the mouth restraint on the tied griffin's beak, he curiously gazes over him. "Tell me, do you understand me?" he asks sternly at him
>>122013
He nods
"You can have him sit at a table in a recorded room.... Or you can do it here. Either way."
>>122014
Jubilosa is frightened and looking at the prisoners, but then looks over at Jubilosa when the blue light envelops her
"Woah... I didn't know the winged ponies could do magic"
She is pet. Her fur is short, and her awkward expression suggests she doesn't understand the gesture.
>>122015
The restraint is removed
"Scheisse!"
He bits, then gags, then he says - in accented Ponish, but nevertheless, in Ponish:
"Ja, I understand you Pony."
He nods
"You can have him sit at a table in a recorded room.... Or you can do it here. Either way."
>>122014
Jubilosa is frightened and looking at the prisoners, but then looks over at Jubilosa when the blue light envelops her
"Woah... I didn't know the winged ponies could do magic"
She is pet. Her fur is short, and her awkward expression suggests she doesn't understand the gesture.
>>122015
The restraint is removed
"Scheisse!"
He bits, then gags, then he says - in accented Ponish, but nevertheless, in Ponish:
"Ja, I understand you Pony."
>>122016
Midnight continues the pet
"Only some can, and I receive my magic from Princess Luna. As for the petting, I use it a gesture of comfort and calming."
Midnight continues the pet
"Only some can, and I receive my magic from Princess Luna. As for the petting, I use it a gesture of comfort and calming."
>>122016
"He is probably going to pass out if he is moved any more. I'll just do it here. Go ahead and let me in."
"He is probably going to pass out if he is moved any more. I'll just do it here. Go ahead and let me in."
>>122019
He unlocks the door on the cell. Then he says
"If you need anything, I will be outside" and moves back with military organization
He unlocks the door on the cell. Then he says
"If you need anything, I will be outside" and moves back with military organization
>>122020
Iron rolls his eyes, before hopping up to grab the griffon by the waist with his forelegs, then biting off the hanging restraint.
Iron rolls his eyes, before hopping up to grab the griffon by the waist with his forelegs, then biting off the hanging restraint.
>>122024
Who says Iron let go?
Iron swiftly follows him to the floor, basically falling ontop of him, albeit not crushing the griffon with his weight, staring at him directly.
"There we go," he states "now do you feel more cooperative?"
Who says Iron let go?
Iron swiftly follows him to the floor, basically falling ontop of him, albeit not crushing the griffon with his weight, staring at him directly.
"There we go," he states "now do you feel more cooperative?"
>>122024
"Well, the thing about stories is they change from pony to pony. I would like to hear it for you now."
"Well, the thing about stories is they change from pony to pony. I would like to hear it for you now."
>>122028
Iron huffs slightly.
"Tell me why you were tied up like a berry on a branch and I will unbind you," he offers to the griffon. "Now do you feel like talking?"
Iron huffs slightly.
"Tell me why you were tied up like a berry on a branch and I will unbind you," he offers to the griffon. "Now do you feel like talking?"
>>122028
Midnight does not respond to this, but instead walks away, settling to check on Meadows again.
Midnight does not respond to this, but instead walks away, settling to check on Meadows again.
>>122030
"Did I not before?"
He asks, with clear annoyance
"I am with ze Imperial Inquisitorial Service! Zat is why ze tied me up!"
>>122031
She stands back, head turned down, but eyes up to meet her. Her right forehoof move forward one
>>122029
"My shovel was damaged. So was a dump truck. They need to blame some one. Someone who talked to other ponies, who seemed like a plausible terrorist. So they blamed me."
"Did I not before?"
He asks, with clear annoyance
"I am with ze Imperial Inquisitorial Service! Zat is why ze tied me up!"
>>122031
She stands back, head turned down, but eyes up to meet her. Her right forehoof move forward one
>>122029
"My shovel was damaged. So was a dump truck. They need to blame some one. Someone who talked to other ponies, who seemed like a plausible terrorist. So they blamed me."
>>122032
"It is okay Meadows, it is just me."
Midnight slowly steps forward, careful not to startle her friend.
"It is okay Meadows, it is just me."
Midnight slowly steps forward, careful not to startle her friend.
>>122033
Her head pulls back, then her muzzle moves forward, towards the smaller pony. She blinks
"You look.... better than before. But you are still hurt."
Her head pulls back, then her muzzle moves forward, towards the smaller pony. She blinks
"You look.... better than before. But you are still hurt."
>>122035
"Yes, I am. I have used the limits of Luna's blessings for today. Let us hope I need not more."
"Yes, I am. I have used the limits of Luna's blessings for today. Let us hope I need not more."
>>122037
Midnight moves forward to rest her forhead against one of Meadows' shoulders.
"Do not worry, I will be more careful. I still have to take you to Canterlot after all."
She smiles a bit, hoping to slightly lighten the mood.
Midnight moves forward to rest her forhead against one of Meadows' shoulders.
"Do not worry, I will be more careful. I still have to take you to Canterlot after all."
She smiles a bit, hoping to slightly lighten the mood.
>>122037
With another nod, the native bites off bird claw and lion leg binding, finally setting the griffon free as he gets off him.
"I assume you went to investigate the activities down here?" he asks
With another nod, the native bites off bird claw and lion leg binding, finally setting the griffon free as he gets off him.
"I assume you went to investigate the activities down here?" he asks
>>122038
The great big horse is rested against. Her muscles under short fur are firm
"He"
She lets out a slight giggle
"I hope all will be well... But I can tell something terrible has happened there. I can smell burning oil... and worse."
>>122039
He immediately gets up, and walks away from Iron, over towards the left side, by the wall
"Ya."
He moves his claw along the surface of something like a dresser or a tool box
"Not just any activities"
He finds a pair of glasses, and moves to put them on
"Maarist Cultists"
The great big horse is rested against. Her muscles under short fur are firm
"He"
She lets out a slight giggle
"I hope all will be well... But I can tell something terrible has happened there. I can smell burning oil... and worse."
>>122039
He immediately gets up, and walks away from Iron, over towards the left side, by the wall
"Ya."
He moves his claw along the surface of something like a dresser or a tool box
"Not just any activities"
He finds a pair of glasses, and moves to put them on
"Maarist Cultists"
>>122043
He places the glasses on his face, blinks, and then nods his head
"Ya. Worshipers of Maar who do his bidding"
He moves his claw along the top still more, then opens a drawer, and another drawer, finding a handerchief and some kind of card. He keeps looking
He places the glasses on his face, blinks, and then nods his head
"Ya. Worshipers of Maar who do his bidding"
He moves his claw along the top still more, then opens a drawer, and another drawer, finding a handerchief and some kind of card. He keeps looking
>>122045
"Bah!" He shakes his head
"Not of self, anyways. Arcturious asks for restraint of passions, and sacrifice of the self for the common good. Boreas asks for Austerity, and working today for the betterment of tomorrow. But Maar... claims to give anything, or everything, to those who would worship him. Instead he replaces their will for his own."
Then he nods
"Maar does indeed ask for sacrifice. The sacrifice and the suffering of others. One more reason these cultists are dangerous"
After looking through the bottom drawer, he stops
"Bah!" He shakes his head
"Not of self, anyways. Arcturious asks for restraint of passions, and sacrifice of the self for the common good. Boreas asks for Austerity, and working today for the betterment of tomorrow. But Maar... claims to give anything, or everything, to those who would worship him. Instead he replaces their will for his own."
Then he nods
"Maar does indeed ask for sacrifice. The sacrifice and the suffering of others. One more reason these cultists are dangerous"
After looking through the bottom drawer, he stops
>>122046
He nods, scratching his chin.
"Interesting indeed."
Turning to Shekels, he opens his mouth.
"Think this can be added to the list of charges, too?"
He nods, scratching his chin.
"Interesting indeed."
Turning to Shekels, he opens his mouth.
"Think this can be added to the list of charges, too?"
>>122047
She moves her head in in disbelief
"Charges?! I think we are well beyond 'charges.' Then again, we likely were a long time ago...."
She moves her head in in disbelief
"Charges?! I think we are well beyond 'charges.' Then again, we likely were a long time ago...."
>>122048
Iron shrugs.
"To ensure we can give local authorities more pressure if it tries to prop up again, at the least."
He turns back to the griffin.
"Have you found anything of interest?"
Iron shrugs.
"To ensure we can give local authorities more pressure if it tries to prop up again, at the least."
He turns back to the griffin.
"Have you found anything of interest?"
>>122049
"This whole building is a nest of them. I was inspecting in the area when they found me. They are rather bold here, walking in public, and gathering en mass in relatively open buildings. They don't expect to be harassed by anyone except perhaps criminals, and even those they expect to repel. Evidently, I was too bold as well. They found near the church, suspicious either of my snooping or perhaps after I asked the wrong question to the wrong local"
"This whole building is a nest of them. I was inspecting in the area when they found me. They are rather bold here, walking in public, and gathering en mass in relatively open buildings. They don't expect to be harassed by anyone except perhaps criminals, and even those they expect to repel. Evidently, I was too bold as well. They found near the church, suspicious either of my snooping or perhaps after I asked the wrong question to the wrong local"
Iron nods.
"Are you feeling well to travel? This is about to become a danger zone after the strike back at the main hall, so I either suggest you evacuate or fight if you wish to."
"Are you feeling well to travel? This is about to become a danger zone after the strike back at the main hall, so I either suggest you evacuate or fight if you wish to."
>>122051
He nods
“That, I can do.”
He looks around, and pulls off a relatively heavy tan colored jacket
“I had a weapon, but they took it from me”
He nods
“That, I can do.”
He looks around, and pulls off a relatively heavy tan colored jacket
“I had a weapon, but they took it from me”
Silver smiles at Mala as he ends his pets. "Do you think you can help gather and count deceased, Mala? I am going to try to keep those who are bleeding out from dying. I get feeling Government is going to want as many live specimens as we can acquire."
>>122056
"Live?"
Mala tilts his head to the side
"I can crush their skulls if you want me to"
Without actually waiting for an answer from Silver, he moves his head back up
"Okay"
And walks off
And after inspection, Silver and Mala may discern the final tally:
3 dead griffins near Silver, 3 dead by the south, 2 dead in the center of the room, 1 dead by Midnight. 2 reasonably dead Zebras. Eleven dead in all. One griffin in critical condition by Silver, two by Midnight, and one in the South, for four critical in all. Five alive and conscious but often burned griffins, five beaten unconscious (and often hit with a hammer, and four stunned, though most of these latter have crossbow bolts in them. 14 Alive in all, mostly with injuries. Two Griffins are missing.
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"Live?"
Mala tilts his head to the side
"I can crush their skulls if you want me to"
Without actually waiting for an answer from Silver, he moves his head back up
"Okay"
And walks off
And after inspection, Silver and Mala may discern the final tally:
3 dead griffins near Silver, 3 dead by the south, 2 dead in the center of the room, 1 dead by Midnight. 2 reasonably dead Zebras. Eleven dead in all. One griffin in critical condition by Silver, two by Midnight, and one in the South, for four critical in all. Five alive and conscious but often burned griffins, five beaten unconscious (and often hit with a hammer, and four stunned, though most of these latter have crossbow bolts in them. 14 Alive in all, mostly with injuries. Two Griffins are missing.
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>>122058
Healing roll time!
Mala licks up blood, often directly off the floor... until he comes across oil, broken glass, or something else unsavory, which leaves him licking his tongue out of his mouth constantly for several minutes to try to clean it off
Healing roll time!
Mala licks up blood, often directly off the floor... until he comes across oil, broken glass, or something else unsavory, which leaves him licking his tongue out of his mouth constantly for several minutes to try to clean it off
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>>122060
Hmmm.... Well that's certainly a successful stabilization. But there are four Griffins, maybe three more rolls would be appropriate
Hmmm.... Well that's certainly a successful stabilization. But there are four Griffins, maybe three more rolls would be appropriate
>>122064
With a 1, I'm pretty tempted to say Silver cracked his ribs while attempting CPR, or caused him to choke on his own blood by laying him on his back
With a 1, I'm pretty tempted to say Silver cracked his ribs while attempting CPR, or caused him to choke on his own blood by laying him on his back
>>122068
He.... he didn’t make it. But Silver has done well to stabilize three of the downed griffins, particularly under the circumstances
He.... he didn’t make it. But Silver has done well to stabilize three of the downed griffins, particularly under the circumstances
>>122069
Silver lowers his head in respect, and closes the griffon's eyes.
He gets up and looks around for who in the party still remains nearby.
Silver lowers his head in respect, and closes the griffon's eyes.
He gets up and looks around for who in the party still remains nearby.
>>122070
The griffin in question had actually been one downed by Silver earlier, in fact, and was breathing, if unsteadily, when Silver got to him. It turned out that the wound was deeper than expected, and he bled out inside and in his lungs. His heart rate was very high, before becoming faint, and with blood out the mouth... though it didn't seem so much. Whatever fate will become of those griffins who are captured, he evaded it. Whatever fate befalls those who die here... he found it. Neither fate could be particularly pleasant, and Silver will likely never know the full extent of either.
But Silver did save three more griffins. Or rather, he stopped them from bleeding out onto the floor and going into shock, and gave a small antibiotic to the wound as well. A griffin near the south entrance has not one, but two crossbow wounds, but was saved, as was a doubly stabbed griffin near the East entrance. A female griffin - stabbed twice, partly burned, and with her wavy dagger never pulled from its sheath - was the final griffin to be stabilized, with her robe ripped off, a bandage over a burn, and a bandage around her chest extra tight to stop the bleeding
The griffin in question had actually been one downed by Silver earlier, in fact, and was breathing, if unsteadily, when Silver got to him. It turned out that the wound was deeper than expected, and he bled out inside and in his lungs. His heart rate was very high, before becoming faint, and with blood out the mouth... though it didn't seem so much. Whatever fate will become of those griffins who are captured, he evaded it. Whatever fate befalls those who die here... he found it. Neither fate could be particularly pleasant, and Silver will likely never know the full extent of either.
But Silver did save three more griffins. Or rather, he stopped them from bleeding out onto the floor and going into shock, and gave a small antibiotic to the wound as well. A griffin near the south entrance has not one, but two crossbow wounds, but was saved, as was a doubly stabbed griffin near the East entrance. A female griffin - stabbed twice, partly burned, and with her wavy dagger never pulled from its sheath - was the final griffin to be stabilized, with her robe ripped off, a bandage over a burn, and a bandage around her chest extra tight to stop the bleeding
>>122070
Midnight would be the only Party member still nearby. Dark Star was formerly on the second floor hall railing, and Iron has gone upstairs.
Though they are not party members, Jubilosa and Mala are downstairs, Loputu and Meadows are in the back around the bathroom, White Sands hasn't been seen, Blue Skies was upstairs, and Khoi went upstairs
Midnight would be the only Party member still nearby. Dark Star was formerly on the second floor hall railing, and Iron has gone upstairs.
Though they are not party members, Jubilosa and Mala are downstairs, Loputu and Meadows are in the back around the bathroom, White Sands hasn't been seen, Blue Skies was upstairs, and Khoi went upstairs
>>122073
Jubilosa has been left by Midnight to guard over the griffins on the floor. Though a skilled ethnographer could possibly distiguish Jubilosa from the captured griffins by her straighter and slightly shorter beak, shorter overall body, and slightly rounder wings when folded, she looks basically the same as any other random griffin - save that she is wearing a brown leather jacket with a big cut in the left side, and she is standing, while the prisoners are not.
She turns to him, with an expression of something near surprise
"Oh... I'm unharmed" she says, though her breathing is heavy and she is anxious
Jubilosa has been left by Midnight to guard over the griffins on the floor. Though a skilled ethnographer could possibly distiguish Jubilosa from the captured griffins by her straighter and slightly shorter beak, shorter overall body, and slightly rounder wings when folded, she looks basically the same as any other random griffin - save that she is wearing a brown leather jacket with a big cut in the left side, and she is standing, while the prisoners are not.
She turns to him, with an expression of something near surprise
"Oh... I'm unharmed" she says, though her breathing is heavy and she is anxious
>>122074
He smiles at her for a brief second before resuming his concerned look. "That is good to hear, but there is more to one's health than just physical."
He smiles at her for a brief second before resuming his concerned look. "That is good to hear, but there is more to one's health than just physical."
>>122075
“It’s a bit... taxing”
Her mouth, upturned to a nigh-smile when addressing Silver, returns to a tense pulled back and down turned position, as her eyes are wider than normal - an expression like shock or horror. Her voice cackles. Then she turns her head to the ground
“I didn’t want any of this.”
“It’s a bit... taxing”
Her mouth, upturned to a nigh-smile when addressing Silver, returns to a tense pulled back and down turned position, as her eyes are wider than normal - an expression like shock or horror. Her voice cackles. Then she turns her head to the ground
“I didn’t want any of this.”
>>122076
Jubilosa feels as Silver puts a hoof on her should, then slowly brings her into a hug.
"I know."
Jubilosa feels as Silver puts a hoof on her should, then slowly brings her into a hug.
"I know."
>>122077
As Silver has probably already learned tonight from Griffin Skies, griffins are not as fun to hug as ponies. Part of them is feathery, and the portion that is fur is short haired. The bones are closer to the skin.
Jubilosa remains tense, as if resisting Silver’s touch. This tension lasts all of a second, as the muscles can be felt relaxing under Silver.
She starts crying
As Silver has probably already learned tonight from Griffin Skies, griffins are not as fun to hug as ponies. Part of them is feathery, and the portion that is fur is short haired. The bones are closer to the skin.
Jubilosa remains tense, as if resisting Silver’s touch. This tension lasts all of a second, as the muscles can be felt relaxing under Silver.
She starts crying
>>122078
Silver keeps hugging her, letting her cry away the pain. He occasionally pats her back or gently rubs it in small circles with a hoof to help support her.
Silver keeps hugging her, letting her cry away the pain. He occasionally pats her back or gently rubs it in small circles with a hoof to help support her.
>>122080
She places up her right claw, to try to put it over Silver’s shoulder... which may or may not be wounded. She cries more, into Silver. The other griffins in the hall, still conscious, give judge mental looks at the two emotive creatures together.
Jubilosa eventually calms down to a whimper
She places up her right claw, to try to put it over Silver’s shoulder... which may or may not be wounded. She cries more, into Silver. The other griffins in the hall, still conscious, give judge mental looks at the two emotive creatures together.
Jubilosa eventually calms down to a whimper
>>122081
He takes the intense pain in his shoulder like a champ all the way to end. When her tears finally taper off, he pulls back to look at her, still holding her by the sides. "Better?"
He takes the intense pain in his shoulder like a champ all the way to end. When her tears finally taper off, he pulls back to look at her, still holding her by the sides. "Better?"
>>122082
She speaks into his chest fluff
“A little. Not enough. Not nearly enough. But they are doing something at midnight. So I will keep it together.”
She speaks into his chest fluff
“A little. Not enough. Not nearly enough. But they are doing something at midnight. So I will keep it together.”
>>122085
Her eyes glimmering from reflective tears, she smiles at Silver
“Thank you... Not by choice though... Not by choice”
Her eyes glimmering from reflective tears, she smiles at Silver
“Thank you... Not by choice though... Not by choice”
>>122086
He pats her on the shoulder. "If you need some time to recover and rest, go ahead and do so. And if you need shoulder to cry on, all you need to do is ask."
He pats her on the shoulder. "If you need some time to recover and rest, go ahead and do so. And if you need shoulder to cry on, all you need to do is ask."
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Meep?
>>122097
She seems to press her beak tighter together, and looks into Silver's eyes with her own bright gold ones
"Okay. I'll do that"
She seems to press her beak tighter together, and looks into Silver's eyes with her own bright gold ones
"Okay. I'll do that"
>>122100
"I could really use some help tying up these captives. You do not have to if you do not want to, however."
"I could really use some help tying up these captives. You do not have to if you do not want to, however."
>>122101
"Yes... I've been trying to tie some up since Midnight left the room. I can do so. I am smaller than some of them, but most of them are wounded. Maybe they will be more compliant to a griffin."
"Yes... I've been trying to tie some up since Midnight left the room. I can do so. I am smaller than some of them, but most of them are wounded. Maybe they will be more compliant to a griffin."
>>122103
"Yes. That would be very helpful, or some sorts of ties"
Mala walks up, and sits down, further away from Silver than Jubilosa
"Yes. That would be very helpful, or some sorts of ties"
Mala walks up, and sits down, further away from Silver than Jubilosa
>>122105
"Let's not be stingy. They could be dangerous if they get up and free"
One of the captured griffins on the ground speaks out towards Silver an Jubilosa in a foreign language
"Let's not be stingy. They could be dangerous if they get up and free"
One of the captured griffins on the ground speaks out towards Silver an Jubilosa in a foreign language
>>122106
Silver just gives her the rope then, while looking at the griffon that just spoke. "What was that?"
Silver just gives her the rope then, while looking at the griffon that just spoke. "What was that?"
>>122109
"I don't think we have anything we want to say to him and anything they want to hear. Let's shut him up before he alerts the rest of the building or he does some kind of magic with words."
"I don't think we have anything we want to say to him and anything they want to hear. Let's shut him up before he alerts the rest of the building or he does some kind of magic with words."
>>122110
He looks at Jubilosa for a second before nodding. "They did just prove they could use magic..."
He looks at Jubilosa for a second before nodding. "They did just prove they could use magic..."
>>122111
She takes a piece of rope, places it in her beak, stretches out a section with her right claw, then places it in her claw
"Well we better tie up his mouth, and the rest of them as well"
She looks back over to Silver, then to Mala
"Could you get your... whatever that is, to watch over and stare down the prisoners? He scares them... he scares me. Most of the griffins are wounded and unconscious, but I don't want them to try anything."
slight whining sound
She takes a piece of rope, places it in her beak, stretches out a section with her right claw, then places it in her claw
"Well we better tie up his mouth, and the rest of them as well"
She looks back over to Silver, then to Mala
"Could you get your... whatever that is, to watch over and stare down the prisoners? He scares them... he scares me. Most of the griffins are wounded and unconscious, but I don't want them to try anything."
slight whining sound
>>122115
Mala looks up at Silver - or rather basically directly at Silver, since the two are similar height. His big, triangular left ear twitches
Mala looks up at Silver - or rather basically directly at Silver, since the two are similar height. His big, triangular left ear twitches
>>122116
Silver pets behind his left ear. "Could you do me big favor, friend, and watch over captives?"
Silver pets behind his left ear. "Could you do me big favor, friend, and watch over captives?"
>>122117
His eyes close into upturned half-circles, and he moves his head up into the pet. When his head comes down, he says
“Watch over captives? That’s something I can do!”
He stands up, and smiles
“If they misbehave, do you want me to bite them, or just scare them?”
He still has blood on him
His eyes close into upturned half-circles, and he moves his head up into the pet. When his head comes down, he says
“Watch over captives? That’s something I can do!”
He stands up, and smiles
“If they misbehave, do you want me to bite them, or just scare them?”
He still has blood on him
>>122119
He smiles, and opens his mouth, then runs over near Jubilosa. She is already leaning over to tie a tie around a Griffin’s foreclaws, then his beak. Mala takes position standing some feet over the captives in the area between the north and East - the captives who were still conscious when gathered. He stands near a corner, with a view over all of them, and makes a singular growl. Jubilosa stops momentarily to look over her shoulder at the grueling gnoll, then continues her work. She has quite a bit of rope beside her, and one of the wavy daggers besides her to cut it with.
He smiles, and opens his mouth, then runs over near Jubilosa. She is already leaning over to tie a tie around a Griffin’s foreclaws, then his beak. Mala takes position standing some feet over the captives in the area between the north and East - the captives who were still conscious when gathered. He stands near a corner, with a view over all of them, and makes a singular growl. Jubilosa stops momentarily to look over her shoulder at the grueling gnoll, then continues her work. She has quite a bit of rope beside her, and one of the wavy daggers besides her to cut it with.
>>122120
Silver looks around, noticing the absence of a few members of the party. He trots over to Mala and Jubilosa. "Have either of you seen where Iron went?"
Silver looks around, noticing the absence of a few members of the party. He trots over to Mala and Jubilosa. "Have either of you seen where Iron went?"
>>122121
Mala, standing
“Well, he could have gone upstairs to check on Dark Star or the two griffins that flew upstairs
Jubilosa:
“I bet he went to find that unicorn”
Mala, standing
“Well, he could have gone upstairs to check on Dark Star or the two griffins that flew upstairs
Jubilosa:
“I bet he went to find that unicorn”
>>122122
Silver nods. "That makes sense. I am going to make sure he did not get into too much trouble."
With that, he bids the two ado, and goes upstairs to look for Iron.
Silver nods. "That makes sense. I am going to make sure he did not get into too much trouble."
With that, he bids the two ado, and goes upstairs to look for Iron.
>>122123
Over in the back by the bathroom are a Midnight, Meadows and Loputu. They report he is not downstairs. So Silver goes up the second level to find Blue Skies isn’t there, but maybe Dark Star is. Iron isn’t there either, nor are the missing two griffins, though two stunned griffins are there.
Over in the back by the bathroom are a Midnight, Meadows and Loputu. They report he is not downstairs. So Silver goes up the second level to find Blue Skies isn’t there, but maybe Dark Star is. Iron isn’t there either, nor are the missing two griffins, though two stunned griffins are there.
>>122124
Silver looks at the tied up griffons, then at Dark Star.
Silver: "Nice work."
Dark Star: "Thanks. Hey, have you seen Blue anywhere?"
Silver: "No, but I am looking. Want to join?"
Dark Star: "Sure!"
Together, the two continue going up.
Silver looks at the tied up griffons, then at Dark Star.
Silver: "Nice work."
Dark Star: "Thanks. Hey, have you seen Blue anywhere?"
Silver: "No, but I am looking. Want to join?"
Dark Star: "Sure!"
Together, the two continue going up.
>>122125
The third level is much like the second, with rooms off to both sides, or rather, a long room on the inside of the building on each of the East and West sides. Going left, there is no pony, and indeed, no creature in the hallways. But to the right, just around the corner, a griffin lies on the ground with a bolt in its back, evidently dead
No pony in either direction
The third level is much like the second, with rooms off to both sides, or rather, a long room on the inside of the building on each of the East and West sides. Going left, there is no pony, and indeed, no creature in the hallways. But to the right, just around the corner, a griffin lies on the ground with a bolt in its back, evidently dead
No pony in either direction
>>122127
Going through the door, the differences are noticeable immediately. Whereas the stairs between first, second and fourth levels were painted metal and concrete, Silver and Dark Star find the top level to be more like the bottom floors. An unpainted wooden staircase, 10 inches of unpainted cinderblock on the walls before the older, decaying paint of an era even the archaic and and uninviting main floors have left behind. The door to the top level is a thick, unpainted steel door that is not ony unlocked but cracked open. Entering the top hallway they find no windows, no open railings to the atrium, walls of dulled, dirtied, and flaking ancient white paint, and only three doors visible. Two to the left, one to the right. The one on the right is actually open.
Going through the door, the differences are noticeable immediately. Whereas the stairs between first, second and fourth levels were painted metal and concrete, Silver and Dark Star find the top level to be more like the bottom floors. An unpainted wooden staircase, 10 inches of unpainted cinderblock on the walls before the older, decaying paint of an era even the archaic and and uninviting main floors have left behind. The door to the top level is a thick, unpainted steel door that is not ony unlocked but cracked open. Entering the top hallway they find no windows, no open railings to the atrium, walls of dulled, dirtied, and flaking ancient white paint, and only three doors visible. Two to the left, one to the right. The one on the right is actually open.
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Meep?
>>122135
Midnight is anxious, but is soothed a bit by the hug. Loputu, previously in the bathroom, ventures out. He’s not frightened quite like before, but he’s anxious. Silver cane by, asking where Iron went, and left to go upstairs when no answer could be given.
In the main hall, several critically wounded griffins have been given some basic care to stop the bleeding. Jubilosa is tying down griffins to try to keep them from running or flying off, while Mala stands guard over all, occasionally growling.
The fires still burn, and the smell of burning oil grows stronger
Midnight is anxious, but is soothed a bit by the hug. Loputu, previously in the bathroom, ventures out. He’s not frightened quite like before, but he’s anxious. Silver cane by, asking where Iron went, and left to go upstairs when no answer could be given.
In the main hall, several critically wounded griffins have been given some basic care to stop the bleeding. Jubilosa is tying down griffins to try to keep them from running or flying off, while Mala stands guard over all, occasionally growling.
The fires still burn, and the smell of burning oil grows stronger
>>122137
Silver said he went upstairs. Blue Shekels is not where she was previously on the second floor
Silver said he went upstairs. Blue Shekels is not where she was previously on the second floor
>>122139
Second level shows nopony, but a seemingly dead griffin with a bolt in its back in the hallway to the right
Second level shows nopony, but a seemingly dead griffin with a bolt in its back in the hallway to the right
>>122141
last post should have said “third level”
Going into the stairwell, Midnight sees the fourth level is different than the first, second, and third levels. In many ways, it’s more like the basement. A simple wooden stair set. And unpainted cinderblock transition between the levels themselves and aging, faded white paint walls before even getting to the heavy, unpainted steel door. Opening it, there are hallways with minimal lighting, no windows, and no open railing to the atrium. Two doors over on the far left before the turn of the hallway, and an open door to the right.
last post should have said “third level”
Going into the stairwell, Midnight sees the fourth level is different than the first, second, and third levels. In many ways, it’s more like the basement. A simple wooden stair set. And unpainted cinderblock transition between the levels themselves and aging, faded white paint walls before even getting to the heavy, unpainted steel door. Opening it, there are hallways with minimal lighting, no windows, and no open railing to the atrium. Two doors over on the far left before the turn of the hallway, and an open door to the right.
>>122142
Midnight finds this a little spooky, and makes a note to tell the others before heading back down.
Midnight finds this a little spooky, and makes a note to tell the others before heading back down.
>>122143
Midnight may return to lower levels, but still hasn’t found Silver or blue shekels (or Iron) yet
Midnight may return to lower levels, but still hasn’t found Silver or blue shekels (or Iron) yet
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Meep?
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>>122157
>>122176
>>122177
The brown earth pony, looking as tired and dissolute as an alcoholic laying against an alley wall, pushes his back higher up the wall, so that he is square against it, rather than in an inelegant lean. He says to Spark
"Let me ask you again, who are you? More to the point, what do you want from me?"
>>122176
>>122177
The brown earth pony, looking as tired and dissolute as an alcoholic laying against an alley wall, pushes his back higher up the wall, so that he is square against it, rather than in an inelegant lean. He says to Spark
"Let me ask you again, who are you? More to the point, what do you want from me?"
>>122180
"I'm nopony special. Just passing through really. But I thought I would offer you the chance to get out of here. I just need to know if you know the cause of these attacks."
"I'm nopony special. Just passing through really. But I thought I would offer you the chance to get out of here. I just need to know if you know the cause of these attacks."
>>122181
He looks down, shakes his head
"Well I cannot imagine they let someone 'just passing through' to the cells."
Then he looks back to Spark, placing a forehoof on each side
"Alright then, what did they tell you I did"
He looks down, shakes his head
"Well I cannot imagine they let someone 'just passing through' to the cells."
Then he looks back to Spark, placing a forehoof on each side
"Alright then, what did they tell you I did"
>>122182
"They suppose you inspired the attacks, perhaps a member or leader of the group behind it, whether it be upset workers or worse."
"They suppose you inspired the attacks, perhaps a member or leader of the group behind it, whether it be upset workers or worse."
>>122183
"Heh"
He actually does smile at 'leader'
"They are looking for scapegoats for poor management. They say I damaged my shovel back on the second, and that I 'helped a pony defect to insurgent fighters,' or something like that, but I did no so such thing"
"Heh"
He actually does smile at 'leader'
"They are looking for scapegoats for poor management. They say I damaged my shovel back on the second, and that I 'helped a pony defect to insurgent fighters,' or something like that, but I did no so such thing"
>>122184
"Did you see any activity that would lead to these incidents? Do you think it was the workers or an external threat?"
"Did you see any activity that would lead to these incidents? Do you think it was the workers or an external threat?"
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>>122187
"No, you don't understand. What lead to all of this was back on New Year's Eve. That was a Sunday, and most of the workers were from the Crystal Empire where they have the Blue laws, so they expected to have that day off anyways. That isn't how the Marion Mining company did it - we older workers knew that - and it certainly was not how Otis wanted it, but that is what the Crystal workers wanted and they did not care that there was no Union. Anyways more than half had an off day on their shift that day, and Zu Lang found it too much trouble to bust a 'strike.' Figured it would have been easier just to figure out who didn't show up later and dock their pay. So many of them took that day off, either hanging around town, or going up by the lake, Lake Algernon.
I was one of the one half that was scheduled to work that day, but I too left for the lake at the end of the day, and found a group of my coworkers by the western shore of the lake, partly frozen that day, and they were already part drunk. You must understand that we don't get many entirely free days off. And even when not working, things are largely kept in check. How much you can drink, where you can drink, where you can go, how late you can be out at night. Especially in the woods and around the lake. Celestia knows those buggers are afraid of the wilderness around here, and they are afraid to let us near it. So that night we lit a fire - there were many lit around that lake, you could see 'em in a half ring around the southern and eastern shore, and told stories. Drank. More than a few of them brought mares with them.
I was in a group with Crimson Hoof, a Crystal pony from the city up north, and a pony in my shift. He was one of the those brought in when most of the locals quit a couple months ago. He was also one of those who took the whole day off, never-mind the fact that he had to work the same as I did. You could tell it too. He was under the influence of spirits, and was acting like it, gettin' close to the fire on a dare, climbing a tree…"
He pauses for a moment, looking ahead. His breathes sound louder and heavier.
"Changelings' too had joined in our revelry. You could see a few of 'em on the shore. Normally the workers stay far away from 'em, but there were so many of us there we lost our fear of them. They didn't look too afraid of us neither. Now I'm sure Zu Lang sent 'em there to keep an eye on us. Keep us from getting too rowdy. But they didn't seem to see it that way. They seemed to think that they were part of the celebrations too. I'm sure more than a few of them put on a pony's skin and jumped in. They could do that. They had the same kind of ability to hide in the crowd that we had. Lets you just blend in and disappear, and no one would say the next day that you were not doing your job. Because they weren't doing it either, and they wouldn't tell if you wouldn't.
Now, in Equestria we'd often have fireworks on New Years past. Course we couldn't do that this year. But someone must've told the Changelings, or they do something similar. They would- They would even fire off machine guns into the air around midnight in their celebration. Startled me at first, but they did it, sure enough. Even fired off a couple… flares? I think. From a mortar. Looked pretty in the sky. Along with green tracers, some of them goin' over the lake. The ponies didn't seem to misinterpret the gunfire. Hell they probably would do the same thing if they had guns. They joined in the yelling, the cheering…"
He looks away again, and pauses
"Except Crimson Hoof. You know, I noticed he was missing. I noticed it early. I didn't think much of it. Not much at all. He could have gone out to the woods to pee, he could have found a different group of ponies to talk to, he could have gone home. That's what I thought happened to him, anyways. But you know. In the light - it was dark that night, almost New Moon - but under the light of one of those flares… I saw somepony. I think somepony, anyways. Some pony rusty in color, out on the lake. I thought maybe it was him. It worried me. Some of the lake was thick ice, some was thin, some was unfrozen. Not a safe place to walk. I did see hoof prints. Not that he was the only one to dare walk out on it, see how far they could go and maybe fish or wash something off… I looked around for him, asking who had seen him, where he had been. I looked a little into those dark, pine forests, and over that frozen lake… I figured he went home.
The next day, New Years Day, half the work force was missing. All at home either hungover, or just feeling entitled to a holiday. So I worked my shift in someponyelse's shovel in the active section of the mine, near the mill. Then on the second, everyone returned to their shifts. But not Crimson Hoof…."
He pauses again, and this time for a little longer, staring somewhere past Spark
"And I found on that day that my shovel was damaged and not functional. And so they blamed me, calling it sabotage. But from their questions…. that's not why they arrested me. They asked ponies who knew of the whereabouts of Crimson Hoof. I was one of the few to keep track of him that night. They think he went off and joined fighters… off in the woods. And that I helped them. So here I am now. And here you are"
"No, you don't understand. What lead to all of this was back on New Year's Eve. That was a Sunday, and most of the workers were from the Crystal Empire where they have the Blue laws, so they expected to have that day off anyways. That isn't how the Marion Mining company did it - we older workers knew that - and it certainly was not how Otis wanted it, but that is what the Crystal workers wanted and they did not care that there was no Union. Anyways more than half had an off day on their shift that day, and Zu Lang found it too much trouble to bust a 'strike.' Figured it would have been easier just to figure out who didn't show up later and dock their pay. So many of them took that day off, either hanging around town, or going up by the lake, Lake Algernon.
I was one of the one half that was scheduled to work that day, but I too left for the lake at the end of the day, and found a group of my coworkers by the western shore of the lake, partly frozen that day, and they were already part drunk. You must understand that we don't get many entirely free days off. And even when not working, things are largely kept in check. How much you can drink, where you can drink, where you can go, how late you can be out at night. Especially in the woods and around the lake. Celestia knows those buggers are afraid of the wilderness around here, and they are afraid to let us near it. So that night we lit a fire - there were many lit around that lake, you could see 'em in a half ring around the southern and eastern shore, and told stories. Drank. More than a few of them brought mares with them.
I was in a group with Crimson Hoof, a Crystal pony from the city up north, and a pony in my shift. He was one of the those brought in when most of the locals quit a couple months ago. He was also one of those who took the whole day off, never-mind the fact that he had to work the same as I did. You could tell it too. He was under the influence of spirits, and was acting like it, gettin' close to the fire on a dare, climbing a tree…"
He pauses for a moment, looking ahead. His breathes sound louder and heavier.
"Changelings' too had joined in our revelry. You could see a few of 'em on the shore. Normally the workers stay far away from 'em, but there were so many of us there we lost our fear of them. They didn't look too afraid of us neither. Now I'm sure Zu Lang sent 'em there to keep an eye on us. Keep us from getting too rowdy. But they didn't seem to see it that way. They seemed to think that they were part of the celebrations too. I'm sure more than a few of them put on a pony's skin and jumped in. They could do that. They had the same kind of ability to hide in the crowd that we had. Lets you just blend in and disappear, and no one would say the next day that you were not doing your job. Because they weren't doing it either, and they wouldn't tell if you wouldn't.
Now, in Equestria we'd often have fireworks on New Years past. Course we couldn't do that this year. But someone must've told the Changelings, or they do something similar. They would- They would even fire off machine guns into the air around midnight in their celebration. Startled me at first, but they did it, sure enough. Even fired off a couple… flares? I think. From a mortar. Looked pretty in the sky. Along with green tracers, some of them goin' over the lake. The ponies didn't seem to misinterpret the gunfire. Hell they probably would do the same thing if they had guns. They joined in the yelling, the cheering…"
He looks away again, and pauses
"Except Crimson Hoof. You know, I noticed he was missing. I noticed it early. I didn't think much of it. Not much at all. He could have gone out to the woods to pee, he could have found a different group of ponies to talk to, he could have gone home. That's what I thought happened to him, anyways. But you know. In the light - it was dark that night, almost New Moon - but under the light of one of those flares… I saw somepony. I think somepony, anyways. Some pony rusty in color, out on the lake. I thought maybe it was him. It worried me. Some of the lake was thick ice, some was thin, some was unfrozen. Not a safe place to walk. I did see hoof prints. Not that he was the only one to dare walk out on it, see how far they could go and maybe fish or wash something off… I looked around for him, asking who had seen him, where he had been. I looked a little into those dark, pine forests, and over that frozen lake… I figured he went home.
The next day, New Years Day, half the work force was missing. All at home either hungover, or just feeling entitled to a holiday. So I worked my shift in someponyelse's shovel in the active section of the mine, near the mill. Then on the second, everyone returned to their shifts. But not Crimson Hoof…."
He pauses again, and this time for a little longer, staring somewhere past Spark
"And I found on that day that my shovel was damaged and not functional. And so they blamed me, calling it sabotage. But from their questions…. that's not why they arrested me. They asked ponies who knew of the whereabouts of Crimson Hoof. I was one of the few to keep track of him that night. They think he went off and joined fighters… off in the woods. And that I helped them. So here I am now. And here you are"
>>122192
He looks up, to his right and away from Spark, pressing out his right hoof
“Oh, that’s what they think. They think there is some group of resistance fighters out in the woods trying to sabotage Iron ore production so they can’t build as many guns. They think the workers are supporting these resistance fighters, joining them, or sabotaging the shovels themselves. That’s what they think.
The workers themselves often claim there is a demon or some spirit or other that haunts the forest and takes vengeance on the iron machines that rip up the soil.... or something like that, I don’t know. It comes from an Onibwe legend, one the locals know well, and one they told the new crystal ponies. I don’t know if they believe it, but its a convenient excuse for being too afraid to do certain things. The Changeling gendarmes themselves I think are inclined to believe it. The forest spooks them. They don’t like it’s vast size, and how they can’t keep track of much of what goes on there. Zu Lang I know won’t believe any stories about demons, and he knows his superiors back in Versu.... Versersop... Vesu-whatever-the-Changeling-city is certainly won’t believe their iron production is being held up by superstition, so he doesn’t tell them that.
Zu Lang hears machine gun fire out in the woods, and sees flares shot up into the sky. He’s not going to think they are celebrating - Zu Lang himself cannot rest while he knows he is behind quota. He thinks his guards are fighting some enemy in the night. I guess in a way that is reasonable. What else would his guards do if they had been attacked in the night, but shoot back and fire flares?
You know a few of the guards had done big bruises and injuries on them when they came back in the second. What were they going to tell Zu Lang? That they had gotten drunk on duty, then tried to fly or climb trees, and fell down and hurt themselves? Or would they tell him that they were attacked by resistance fighters? The same thing with missing workers. Did they join the resistance, or try to fish ice from a frozen lake and...”
He trails off
\r
He looks up, to his right and away from Spark, pressing out his right hoof
“Oh, that’s what they think. They think there is some group of resistance fighters out in the woods trying to sabotage Iron ore production so they can’t build as many guns. They think the workers are supporting these resistance fighters, joining them, or sabotaging the shovels themselves. That’s what they think.
The workers themselves often claim there is a demon or some spirit or other that haunts the forest and takes vengeance on the iron machines that rip up the soil.... or something like that, I don’t know. It comes from an Onibwe legend, one the locals know well, and one they told the new crystal ponies. I don’t know if they believe it, but its a convenient excuse for being too afraid to do certain things. The Changeling gendarmes themselves I think are inclined to believe it. The forest spooks them. They don’t like it’s vast size, and how they can’t keep track of much of what goes on there. Zu Lang I know won’t believe any stories about demons, and he knows his superiors back in Versu.... Versersop... Vesu-whatever-the-Changeling-city is certainly won’t believe their iron production is being held up by superstition, so he doesn’t tell them that.
Zu Lang hears machine gun fire out in the woods, and sees flares shot up into the sky. He’s not going to think they are celebrating - Zu Lang himself cannot rest while he knows he is behind quota. He thinks his guards are fighting some enemy in the night. I guess in a way that is reasonable. What else would his guards do if they had been attacked in the night, but shoot back and fire flares?
You know a few of the guards had done big bruises and injuries on them when they came back in the second. What were they going to tell Zu Lang? That they had gotten drunk on duty, then tried to fly or climb trees, and fell down and hurt themselves? Or would they tell him that they were attacked by resistance fighters? The same thing with missing workers. Did they join the resistance, or try to fish ice from a frozen lake and...”
He trails off
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>>122193
Spark nods.
"My apologies."
He takes a moment to think.
"Well... this makes my job a bit harder. How do I find the solution to celebration? Cut the whole supply of drinks?"
Spark chuckles.
"Still, I got to think of a way to get you out of here. Think we can put on a show for Zu Lang?"
Spark nods.
"My apologies."
He takes a moment to think.
"Well... this makes my job a bit harder. How do I find the solution to celebration? Cut the whole supply of drinks?"
Spark chuckles.
"Still, I got to think of a way to get you out of here. Think we can put on a show for Zu Lang?"
>>122195
"Well, you did say there is some superstition involved. Perhaps we can convinve them that something more... supernatural is behind the attacks. They might not want to report it, but if we can provide both the problem and perhaps a possible solution, they might be more forgiving."
"Well, you did say there is some superstition involved. Perhaps we can convinve them that something more... supernatural is behind the attacks. They might not want to report it, but if we can provide both the problem and perhaps a possible solution, they might be more forgiving."
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>>122053
Iron looks to Sands to see that she carries a dagger identical to the ones most of the griffins in the lower chamber had, a wavy steel knife around about 15 centimeters in length, with some kind of engraving on the blade, and a red handle with a black band.
The griffin responds to Iron’s question. Though he looks tired, drained, and starved he moves around the wall and the drawers with purpose
“Oh I’m sure they kept it somewhere. Now to find it”
Iron looks to Sands to see that she carries a dagger identical to the ones most of the griffins in the lower chamber had, a wavy steel knife around about 15 centimeters in length, with some kind of engraving on the blade, and a red handle with a black band.
The griffin responds to Iron’s question. Though he looks tired, drained, and starved he moves around the wall and the drawers with purpose
“Oh I’m sure they kept it somewhere. Now to find it”
>>122201
Iron walks over to Sands, leaning into her. "I think it is the metal blade you are carrying he is referring to," he whispers to the unicorn mare.
Iron walks over to Sands, leaning into her. "I think it is the metal blade you are carrying he is referring to," he whispers to the unicorn mare.
>>122202
When Iron went over to the prisoner, Skies and Sands came closer as well. Sands came up and looked at him, but then pulled back several feet. Looking away, and turning herself a bit away from him. The griffin made eye contact with Skies, smiled at her, and readjusted his glasses, but Sands keeps a distance and the griffin, for his part, doesn’t seem interested in the fluffy unicorn. Iron almost surprised Sands when he comes up, but she turns to him, and awkwardly hoods over the wavy dagger with her left hoof
When Iron went over to the prisoner, Skies and Sands came closer as well. Sands came up and looked at him, but then pulled back several feet. Looking away, and turning herself a bit away from him. The griffin made eye contact with Skies, smiled at her, and readjusted his glasses, but Sands keeps a distance and the griffin, for his part, doesn’t seem interested in the fluffy unicorn. Iron almost surprised Sands when he comes up, but she turns to him, and awkwardly hoods over the wavy dagger with her left hoof
>>122205
“Uh... No, I am fine”
She continues tendering the dagger to Iron, holding it in the frog of her left hoof
“Uh... No, I am fine”
She continues tendering the dagger to Iron, holding it in the frog of her left hoof
>>122206
Iron tries to use whatever amount of empathy necessary to properly help out the mare he bedded. "You sound troubled," he says instinctually
[1d20+2 = 17]
<Sense Motive roll
Iron tries to use whatever amount of empathy necessary to properly help out the mare he bedded. "You sound troubled," he says instinctually
[1d20+2 = 17]
<Sense Motive roll
>>122208
Iron hums slightly before taking the knife, giving her a confused look before going over to him and presenting it for use. "Is this what you were looking for?" he asks.
Iron hums slightly before taking the knife, giving her a confused look before going over to him and presenting it for use. "Is this what you were looking for?" he asks.
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>>122209
For a moment before Iron hoofs over the knife, the griffin is sort of propped up on his hind, cat-like legs, with his left claw on a drawer and his right claw pulling out a drawer. When iron come up to him, he looks down at the dagger for a second. Then he lets go of the drawers, falls down to the ground, and looks at the dagger for another two seconds. Then, in a hasty and somewhat rude act he pulls the dagger off the hoof with a claw and brings it before his eyes, turning it so it is more fully illuminated by the lantern light
“No...”
He says this absent mindedly
“This is not mine”
Now he says with more conviction
“This is a Maarist ritual dagger. They carry it as a social custom, at least when they think they won’t get found with it, and use it in rituals.”
>>122210
Hi pony!
Dark Star is entering the fourth floor, and sees this; >>122128
For a moment before Iron hoofs over the knife, the griffin is sort of propped up on his hind, cat-like legs, with his left claw on a drawer and his right claw pulling out a drawer. When iron come up to him, he looks down at the dagger for a second. Then he lets go of the drawers, falls down to the ground, and looks at the dagger for another two seconds. Then, in a hasty and somewhat rude act he pulls the dagger off the hoof with a claw and brings it before his eyes, turning it so it is more fully illuminated by the lantern light
“No...”
He says this absent mindedly
“This is not mine”
Now he says with more conviction
“This is a Maarist ritual dagger. They carry it as a social custom, at least when they think they won’t get found with it, and use it in rituals.”
>>122210
Hi pony!
Dark Star is entering the fourth floor, and sees this; >>122128
>>122211
With a nod, Iron takes back the dagger, going all the way back to Sands to give it to her, then walk back to the griffon male in question.
"Do you know where they could put it?" Iron asks, opting to help with the search as he, too, searches the room.
[1d20+1 = 7]
<Search roll
[1d20+
With a nod, Iron takes back the dagger, going all the way back to Sands to give it to her, then walk back to the griffon male in question.
"Do you know where they could put it?" Iron asks, opting to help with the search as he, too, searches the room.
[1d20+1 = 7]
<Search roll
[1d20+
>>122212
Looking inside the room is mostly dark, with a table or something over to the left that has a lantern on it, and along a wall to the right, a white and brown female griffin lies back against the wall, looking passed out. There is a door to another area on the right with more light coming out.
>>122213
"I don't know."
The room contains more than one vat, another table, another area with a hanging bar, some bleach and dyes, a table with a sewing machine against the wall, a chisel like object on the table, but no place that a weapon would be placed, unless you are counting knives obviously intended for utility.
Looking inside the room is mostly dark, with a table or something over to the left that has a lantern on it, and along a wall to the right, a white and brown female griffin lies back against the wall, looking passed out. There is a door to another area on the right with more light coming out.
>>122213
"I don't know."
The room contains more than one vat, another table, another area with a hanging bar, some bleach and dyes, a table with a sewing machine against the wall, a chisel like object on the table, but no place that a weapon would be placed, unless you are counting knives obviously intended for utility.
[1d20+5 = 6]
>>122214
"I Don't Think She's in there." Dark Star thinks to himself.
He listens at the door on the left
>>122214
"I Don't Think She's in there." Dark Star thinks to himself.
He listens at the door on the left
>>122214
"Tsk," he lets out, frustrated "I doubt they would leave the tool here." He turns away from the door, wondering what other rooms were currently unexplored, opting to walk to Skies. "Got anything to report, boss?"
"Tsk," he lets out, frustrated "I doubt they would leave the tool here." He turns away from the door, wondering what other rooms were currently unexplored, opting to walk to Skies. "Got anything to report, boss?"
>>122219
With a dejected sigh, he opts to walk towards the door Skies pointed to, going out the room.
With a dejected sigh, he opts to walk towards the door Skies pointed to, going out the room.
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I’m still best pony, Anon
>>122220
Blue Skies:
“Oh, it’s Dark Star”
>>122223
Dark a Star sees that the griffin has pulled out her .38 revolver, then sees Dark Star, and points it down.
“Oh... Dark Star. It’s you.”
Behind her, out comes the fluffy white unicorn who smells of cigarettes, and ultimately, comes Iron
But behind even him, comes out a slightly tired and starved looking yellow male griffin wearing glasses, a beige colored coat, and a grayish fedora
Blue Skies:
“Oh, it’s Dark Star”
>>122223
Dark a Star sees that the griffin has pulled out her .38 revolver, then sees Dark Star, and points it down.
“Oh... Dark Star. It’s you.”
Behind her, out comes the fluffy white unicorn who smells of cigarettes, and ultimately, comes Iron
But behind even him, comes out a slightly tired and starved looking yellow male griffin wearing glasses, a beige colored coat, and a grayish fedora
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>>122226
Blue Skies:
“Hmmm? Oh. Yes. Dark a Star, meet....”
She seems at a loss for words, but the yellow-tan griffin pushes himself into the room
“Who is this Zebra?” He asks, a little demandingly
Blue Skies, as if in disbelief
“That’s Dark Star, he’s with us”
“Ah, yes.”
He holds out a claw to Dark Star, and looks him in the eyes with his own, golden orbs. He speaks with a heavy accent
“Inquisitor Johann Lichtshild, of the Imperial Inquisition”
>>122227
Thank you. Indeed they have
Blue Skies:
“Hmmm? Oh. Yes. Dark a Star, meet....”
She seems at a loss for words, but the yellow-tan griffin pushes himself into the room
“Who is this Zebra?” He asks, a little demandingly
Blue Skies, as if in disbelief
“That’s Dark Star, he’s with us”
“Ah, yes.”
He holds out a claw to Dark Star, and looks him in the eyes with his own, golden orbs. He speaks with a heavy accent
“Inquisitor Johann Lichtshild, of the Imperial Inquisition”
>>122227
Thank you. Indeed they have
>>122229
He looks at the Zebra gravely for another moment, sighs, and says
"I'm afraid you are already acquainted with the reason for my presence. We, in the Inquistion, are tasked with tracking down and exterminating those forces that creep under the surface, and rot away at the fabric of society, just the same as an exterminator rids houses of termites. Free Thinkers, Liberals, Socialists and Communists.... but the worst of all are those who consort with entities beyond the terrestrial spheres"
He holds up a dagger. It's a wavy dagger with a red handle, and really exactly the same as one he has seen many times today
"These shorelines are infested with Maarists"
He looks at the Zebra gravely for another moment, sighs, and says
"I'm afraid you are already acquainted with the reason for my presence. We, in the Inquistion, are tasked with tracking down and exterminating those forces that creep under the surface, and rot away at the fabric of society, just the same as an exterminator rids houses of termites. Free Thinkers, Liberals, Socialists and Communists.... but the worst of all are those who consort with entities beyond the terrestrial spheres"
He holds up a dagger. It's a wavy dagger with a red handle, and really exactly the same as one he has seen many times today
"These shorelines are infested with Maarists"
>>122231
It does indeed seem to be the same as what he read about in the library. Forbidden knowledge from another part of the world, now come to his home city.
He nods
"Beyond the terrestrial spheres, yes. Maar. A god, older than the Earth, and with a worship older than griffin civilization. He makes dark pacts with groups of mortals, promising much in return for service and sacrifice"
It does indeed seem to be the same as what he read about in the library. Forbidden knowledge from another part of the world, now come to his home city.
He nods
"Beyond the terrestrial spheres, yes. Maar. A god, older than the Earth, and with a worship older than griffin civilization. He makes dark pacts with groups of mortals, promising much in return for service and sacrifice"
>>122232
Dark Star's expression darkens
"Why are you investigating something like that in baltimare?"
Dark Star's expression darkens
"Why are you investigating something like that in baltimare?"
>>122233
He nods again, before looking at Dark Star in a moment of silence, and clearing his throat
"When the Empire re-integrated the long separated territories of its heartland... We found networks of underground worship. Never showing itself, but there. We tracked them down where we could, taking down rings and covens. We became aware that a few were leaving the country. Not simply to the Dutchy of Whitetail or Grieffenwald... But further away. To a place that had never heard of them, and didn't know what to look for. That couldn't recognize the danger until long after it was too late.
So it was that a prisoner told us there was a group active in Baltimare that had an arrangement with a smuggler to take worshipers of Maar over to Baltimare, where they had not only a congregation but a whole commune going. A second prisoner told us they same, and so I was sent down here to investigate, with the consent of your government. They found me as soon as I found them, to my great grief."
He nods again, before looking at Dark Star in a moment of silence, and clearing his throat
"When the Empire re-integrated the long separated territories of its heartland... We found networks of underground worship. Never showing itself, but there. We tracked them down where we could, taking down rings and covens. We became aware that a few were leaving the country. Not simply to the Dutchy of Whitetail or Grieffenwald... But further away. To a place that had never heard of them, and didn't know what to look for. That couldn't recognize the danger until long after it was too late.
So it was that a prisoner told us there was a group active in Baltimare that had an arrangement with a smuggler to take worshipers of Maar over to Baltimare, where they had not only a congregation but a whole commune going. A second prisoner told us they same, and so I was sent down here to investigate, with the consent of your government. They found me as soon as I found them, to my great grief."
>>122235
He shakes his head,
"If only it were a joke. They knocked me unconscious, beat me, had me drained by one of those.... Changelings, they keep captive, and hung me upside down with little food or water for I don't know how long now. And they have done much worse to many more. Yes. You have come upon a nest of Maarist cultists here in Baltimare."
He shakes his head,
"If only it were a joke. They knocked me unconscious, beat me, had me drained by one of those.... Changelings, they keep captive, and hung me upside down with little food or water for I don't know how long now. And they have done much worse to many more. Yes. You have come upon a nest of Maarist cultists here in Baltimare."
>>122237
"Ja. That it is. They came over when Equestria welcomed griffins fleeing the war. They did not know what hid in the bowels of the ships that came. The Maarists knew how to take advantage of the situation, and that they did. If the cultists are not cut back at the source, they will only grow in number and audacity."
He nods again, pushes back his black rimmed fedora, and looks over towards the wall. He seems saddened by the fact that the pail has been turned over, missing the water contained within
"Ja. That it is. They came over when Equestria welcomed griffins fleeing the war. They did not know what hid in the bowels of the ships that came. The Maarists knew how to take advantage of the situation, and that they did. If the cultists are not cut back at the source, they will only grow in number and audacity."
He nods again, pushes back his black rimmed fedora, and looks over towards the wall. He seems saddened by the fact that the pail has been turned over, missing the water contained within
>>122236
Iron hums slightly at the comment, surprised.
"You have not been the only one, I heard," Iron comments. "Some big, slender pony was drained as well according to Midnight."
Iron hums slightly at the comment, surprised.
"You have not been the only one, I heard," Iron comments. "Some big, slender pony was drained as well according to Midnight."
>>122240
He squints his eyes together
“It’s no part of Maarist practices. They must have some other reason for doing it”
>>122239
“I’ve been told that some years ago the Twilight administration was informed of the danger. I don’t know what they did with the information. But that was before we heard of a congregation here. We told the new government after the change of administration, and they allowed an inspector to come. Me.
I don’t think the ponies understand it. It is very foreign to their worldview. The old pony regime did not believe an alien culture could be so dangerous. It must always be tolerated first, before it can be converted to the ‘superior’ pony way. The new regime, like the old, is very worldly. They were certain we meant the dangerous elements were communists, or criminals. But they are something else.”
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He squints his eyes together
“It’s no part of Maarist practices. They must have some other reason for doing it”
>>122239
“I’ve been told that some years ago the Twilight administration was informed of the danger. I don’t know what they did with the information. But that was before we heard of a congregation here. We told the new government after the change of administration, and they allowed an inspector to come. Me.
I don’t think the ponies understand it. It is very foreign to their worldview. The old pony regime did not believe an alien culture could be so dangerous. It must always be tolerated first, before it can be converted to the ‘superior’ pony way. The new regime, like the old, is very worldly. They were certain we meant the dangerous elements were communists, or criminals. But they are something else.”
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>>122241
Iron cocks his head.
"Why would you and the slender pony be drained, then?" he asks, curiously. "I thought these Maarist ones were composed of griffons."
Iron cocks his head.
"Why would you and the slender pony be drained, then?" he asks, curiously. "I thought these Maarist ones were composed of griffons."
>>122242
"Well, thank you Zebra. These cultists must be stopped. They borrow powers from beyond that aid them, and like cockroaches, they scatter when the light is shown upon them. They must all be squished now, in darkness"
>>122243
"For me? That is simple. For torture"
Blue Skies walks up, closer, with an answer of her own
"They wanted to collect Changeling honey, to sell on the black market"
"Well, thank you Zebra. These cultists must be stopped. They borrow powers from beyond that aid them, and like cockroaches, they scatter when the light is shown upon them. They must all be squished now, in darkness"
>>122243
"For me? That is simple. For torture"
Blue Skies walks up, closer, with an answer of her own
"They wanted to collect Changeling honey, to sell on the black market"
>>122244
Iron hums. "It does not sound like they would be a member of the order, then," he responds. "Not many like changelings as beings for some reason."
Iron hums. "It does not sound like they would be a member of the order, then," he responds. "Not many like changelings as beings for some reason."
>>122244
Dark Star walks closer to the griffion and extends his hoof."My name is Dark Star. and im not actually a zebra."
Dark Star walks closer to the griffion and extends his hoof."My name is Dark Star. and im not actually a zebra."
>>122246
Iron shrugs. "I have not heard many who would consider changelings as friends so far," he responds to the retort. "Some sense of paranoia that they would be ponynapped and replaced."
Iron shrugs. "I have not heard many who would consider changelings as friends so far," he responds to the retort. "Some sense of paranoia that they would be ponynapped and replaced."
>>122247
He steps up closer to Dark Star, and the fur on the lion-like upper portions of his forelegs are more visible now. He turns his head, first narrowing his eyes, then widening them, looking at Dark Star with firm, golden Eagle eyes.
"Are you a Changeling?"
But he places up his claw, and shakes Dark Star's hoof.
>>122248
He shrugs again
"Only the second time I was ever around a Changeling, and I felt as if my soul was to be ripped from my body. I think I can understand why their magic is feared"
He steps up closer to Dark Star, and the fur on the lion-like upper portions of his forelegs are more visible now. He turns his head, first narrowing his eyes, then widening them, looking at Dark Star with firm, golden Eagle eyes.
"Are you a Changeling?"
But he places up his claw, and shakes Dark Star's hoof.
>>122248
He shrugs again
"Only the second time I was ever around a Changeling, and I felt as if my soul was to be ripped from my body. I think I can understand why their magic is feared"
>>122249
Iron cocks his head, unsure. "Is it that powerful?" he asks doubtfully. "The last time I interacted with a changeling, I did have some memories lose their feel temporarily, but not as far as soul sucking."
He feels slightly unease at this revelation. "As far as I know, the Maarists would not induct changelings into their cause for something as simple as their honey," he utters "most likely they may have been enslaved..."
Iron cocks his head, unsure. "Is it that powerful?" he asks doubtfully. "The last time I interacted with a changeling, I did have some memories lose their feel temporarily, but not as far as soul sucking."
He feels slightly unease at this revelation. "As far as I know, the Maarists would not induct changelings into their cause for something as simple as their honey," he utters "most likely they may have been enslaved..."
>>122250
He looks more closely at Dark Star’s fur with his extended bird like neck.
“Ah. Yes.”
He pulls back
“Hard to see in the light. Convincing enough, I suppose. My vision has not helped either.”
>>122251
“It was a turkey dreadful experience... I lost all will to resist, I was mesmerized, then I felt as if I was leaving my own body into the gut of this hornet-like creature...”
He is still for a moment
“Yes, we heard that a creature smuggled out of Skyfall may be helping them. Perhaps they wanted to sell the honey for profit.”
He looks more closely at Dark Star’s fur with his extended bird like neck.
“Ah. Yes.”
He pulls back
“Hard to see in the light. Convincing enough, I suppose. My vision has not helped either.”
>>122251
“It was a turkey dreadful experience... I lost all will to resist, I was mesmerized, then I felt as if I was leaving my own body into the gut of this hornet-like creature...”
He is still for a moment
“Yes, we heard that a creature smuggled out of Skyfall may be helping them. Perhaps they wanted to sell the honey for profit.”
>>122252
You did that pun on purpose.
Iron hums slightly. "It sounds quite surreal indeed, losing all will for some creature as it drains you," he mutters "What do you know about the smuggled creature in particular?"
You did that pun on purpose.
Iron hums slightly. "It sounds quite surreal indeed, losing all will for some creature as it drains you," he mutters "What do you know about the smuggled creature in particular?"
>>122253
Reeeee that's a typo. It should say "truly dreadful"
"They had it caged, with a steel collar around its neck. It looked kind of like a female pony, a little smaller.... But with black skin. Beetle like skin, not like skin under fur. Hard. Big green eyes with no whites in them. It had a chipped horn with metal on it, wings like a dragon fly. Holes in its legs, and a blue mane that had holes in it....."
>>122254
"I am from the Empire. Helheim." He says
"Born and raised"
Reeeee that's a typo. It should say "truly dreadful"
"They had it caged, with a steel collar around its neck. It looked kind of like a female pony, a little smaller.... But with black skin. Beetle like skin, not like skin under fur. Hard. Big green eyes with no whites in them. It had a chipped horn with metal on it, wings like a dragon fly. Holes in its legs, and a blue mane that had holes in it....."
>>122254
"I am from the Empire. Helheim." He says
"Born and raised"
>>122256
He pats down on his jacket, as if to brush it
"Colder. Much colder. And overcast. None of that 'Hearthswarming' stuff either"
He pats down on his jacket, as if to brush it
"Colder. Much colder. And overcast. None of that 'Hearthswarming' stuff either"
>>122255
Iron hums slightly "I have not heard of such a pony in here so far," he responds, rather unsure, turning to Skies and Sands. "Have you two found somepony that fits the description?"
Iron hums slightly "I have not heard of such a pony in here so far," he responds, rather unsure, turning to Skies and Sands. "Have you two found somepony that fits the description?"
>>122259
Iron hums, turning back to the griffon. "Do you remember anything else about this female looking changeling? Did she say anything in particular?" he asks inquisitvely.
Iron hums, turning back to the griffon. "Do you remember anything else about this female looking changeling? Did she say anything in particular?" he asks inquisitvely.
>>122260
“No. She said nothing at all. I was taken to her, placed before her... my interrogators prodded me, somehow got me to think of Boreas, of the streets back home, and the candy shop my father ran.... And then it was like a vampire biting the neck. But she didn’t go for the neck. She went right for the memories themselves... taffy went from pink to grey...”
He seems to tear up
“No, I don’t remember much else else about it. Or her.”
>>122261
“The feast day of Saint Klaus, The day the Empire was declared. New Year’s Day. We have many traditions of our own”
“No. She said nothing at all. I was taken to her, placed before her... my interrogators prodded me, somehow got me to think of Boreas, of the streets back home, and the candy shop my father ran.... And then it was like a vampire biting the neck. But she didn’t go for the neck. She went right for the memories themselves... taffy went from pink to grey...”
He seems to tear up
“No, I don’t remember much else else about it. Or her.”
>>122261
“The feast day of Saint Klaus, The day the Empire was declared. New Year’s Day. We have many traditions of our own”
>>122262
Iron hums softly, looking at Sands and the griffon as he turns his head. "So no sign of this changeling and she was probably a slave for these cultists," he mutters, turning to Skies. "The slaves we are with were the only ones down there, right? No slaves prowling around the building that you know of?"
Iron hums softly, looking at Sands and the griffon as he turns his head. "So no sign of this changeling and she was probably a slave for these cultists," he mutters, turning to Skies. "The slaves we are with were the only ones down there, right? No slaves prowling around the building that you know of?"
>>122264
“A monk serving in the Evi valley during a military campaign who helped the poor, the wounded, and performed some minor miracles. He is a patron of orphans.”
>>122263
“Well, if they have a Changeling that could be dangerous... This is a very large set of buildings, and we have yet to explore all of it... who knows what else there could be here”
Skies looks concerned, and Sands looks even more concerned
“A monk serving in the Evi valley during a military campaign who helped the poor, the wounded, and performed some minor miracles. He is a patron of orphans.”
>>122263
“Well, if they have a Changeling that could be dangerous... This is a very large set of buildings, and we have yet to explore all of it... who knows what else there could be here”
Skies looks concerned, and Sands looks even more concerned
>>122265
Seeing Sands rather uncomfortable, Iron lightly places her hoof on her shoulder, looking sternly. "Do not worry, I will not let your soul be sucked off by them," he tells her "I promise."
Seeing Sands rather uncomfortable, Iron lightly places her hoof on her shoulder, looking sternly. "Do not worry, I will not let your soul be sucked off by them," he tells her "I promise."
>>122267
“Heh heh”
She comes up closer to him, and places a hoof on Iron. She feels a little cold, but it is her way of showing reassurance
“And I won’t let them take my Iron”
She looks over her shoulder to Skies
“We’ll stick together”
>>122266
“I was looking around. Talking to the locals. When I investigated the old church, and went around the back, two of them came up behind me and started garroting me. I tried to fight back, but more cane up in front of me. I don’t know if they were on to me from my walking around, if someone I asked a question of grew suspicious, of if one of them knew me from back in the Hearzlands. It is not like the Empire here. They are much bolder, less afraid. More willing to act in day light. And the locals are not afraid of being reported to any Inquisition.”
“Heh heh”
She comes up closer to him, and places a hoof on Iron. She feels a little cold, but it is her way of showing reassurance
“And I won’t let them take my Iron”
She looks over her shoulder to Skies
“We’ll stick together”
>>122266
“I was looking around. Talking to the locals. When I investigated the old church, and went around the back, two of them came up behind me and started garroting me. I tried to fight back, but more cane up in front of me. I don’t know if they were on to me from my walking around, if someone I asked a question of grew suspicious, of if one of them knew me from back in the Hearzlands. It is not like the Empire here. They are much bolder, less afraid. More willing to act in day light. And the locals are not afraid of being reported to any Inquisition.”
>>122268
Nodding, Iron confirms Sands' statement. "I agree. You should stick with Star and the foreign agent," he suggests to Skies "make sure no one gets replaced."
Nodding, Iron confirms Sands' statement. "I agree. You should stick with Star and the foreign agent," he suggests to Skies "make sure no one gets replaced."
>>122271
Iron hums slightly, pondering about Khoi and the chicks one floor below them, but shakes his head. He doesn't want to taunt the kids into doing something stupid once more. Instead, he looks to Sands, rather fondly as his expressions softens, ears folding as he realizes how close he is to her body. "So... you found something else of note in this floor?" he asks.
Iron hums slightly, pondering about Khoi and the chicks one floor below them, but shakes his head. He doesn't want to taunt the kids into doing something stupid once more. Instead, he looks to Sands, rather fondly as his expressions softens, ears folding as he realizes how close he is to her body. "So... you found something else of note in this floor?" he asks.
>>122272
Sands:
"We found her"
She points with her left hoof over to the white-ish colored griffin, who has her tongue hanging out unconscious against the wall
Skies:
"You mean, besides what is in that other room"
She shivers, and has an expression of disgust
"I came here after she somehow wrestled this one to the ground"
Sands, again
"I think she was wondering around the fourth floor looking for somewhere to hide, though I am not sure"
Sands:
"We found her"
She points with her left hoof over to the white-ish colored griffin, who has her tongue hanging out unconscious against the wall
Skies:
"You mean, besides what is in that other room"
She shivers, and has an expression of disgust
"I came here after she somehow wrestled this one to the ground"
Sands, again
"I think she was wondering around the fourth floor looking for somewhere to hide, though I am not sure"
>>122273
Iron cocks his head before nodding. "I suppose that is a good enough answer," he responds, rather surprised nothing else was found. "How close are we to clearing out the place?"
Iron cocks his head before nodding. "I suppose that is a good enough answer," he responds, rather surprised nothing else was found. "How close are we to clearing out the place?"
>>122274
"I think there's an entirely separate group of these cultists elsewhere in the building," Skies answers
"I think there's an entirely separate group of these cultists elsewhere in the building," Skies answers
>>122275
"So we look for stragglers for now, then?" Iron asks, rather confused. "Maybe there are valuable items on these floors?"
"So we look for stragglers for now, then?" Iron asks, rather confused. "Maybe there are valuable items on these floors?"
>>122276
“No” she answers
“The group we attacked earlier was one of two. And we still haven’t found Maakie”
She answers his second question
“There certainly could be valuables”
“No” she answers
“The group we attacked earlier was one of two. And we still haven’t found Maakie”
She answers his second question
“There certainly could be valuables”
>>122277
Thinking of Cauldron, he sets off in his small quest to find stuff to plunder for some much needed capital for Cauldron's business, he starts to trot off to start his search with Sands in tow if she wants to.
"That is what I will do for now, then," he states as he leaves the room, eager to explore.
Thinking of Cauldron, he sets off in his small quest to find stuff to plunder for some much needed capital for Cauldron's business, he starts to trot off to start his search with Sands in tow if she wants to.
"That is what I will do for now, then," he states as he leaves the room, eager to explore.
>>122278
Sands comes out, but Johann as well
There are two doors at the end of the hall, and the hallway seems to wrap around. One door is further away, the other closer
Sands comes out, but Johann as well
There are two doors at the end of the hall, and the hallway seems to wrap around. One door is further away, the other closer
>>122281
Humming slightly, he tries to bust the door open by slamming it with his body
[1d20+10 = 14]
<Attack roll
Humming slightly, he tries to bust the door open by slamming it with his body
[1d20+10 = 14]
<Attack roll
>>122282
Well, he certainly hits it. Roll damage or strength, depending on exactly how Iron is approaching it
Well, he certainly hits it. Roll damage or strength, depending on exactly how Iron is approaching it
>>122284
Iron kicks the door with his hind legs in a full buck, cracking the door, and while not knocking it to the ground nor separating it from its hinges, it does seem to break the portion keeping it locked in place, and allowing it to open
Sands and Johann both seem impressed by Iron’s kick
Iron kicks the door with his hind legs in a full buck, cracking the door, and while not knocking it to the ground nor separating it from its hinges, it does seem to break the portion keeping it locked in place, and allowing it to open
Sands and Johann both seem impressed by Iron’s kick
>>122286
In a way, it’s a construction similar to what was seen in the last room, with a wall to the left and a wall with doors on the right. But in another way, it’s completely different, with the most immediately noticeable difference being the electric lights hanging from the ceiling with open wiring. Against the wall is a rack with no less than three firearms, and several melee weapons. There is a table further back with a handgun on it, a table with a radio - of all things - on the far end, and ornamental carpet in the floor, a separate rug, a painting on the wall, and a bed visible through in the other room
In a way, it’s a construction similar to what was seen in the last room, with a wall to the left and a wall with doors on the right. But in another way, it’s completely different, with the most immediately noticeable difference being the electric lights hanging from the ceiling with open wiring. Against the wall is a rack with no less than three firearms, and several melee weapons. There is a table further back with a handgun on it, a table with a radio - of all things - on the far end, and ornamental carpet in the floor, a separate rug, a painting on the wall, and a bed visible through in the other room
>>122287
Iron is admittedly surprised to find such a jackpot of weapons in here, trotting towards the rack in fascination before turning to Sands. "Think this is sellable somewhere?" he asks her, as if she'd know.
Iron is admittedly surprised to find such a jackpot of weapons in here, trotting towards the rack in fascination before turning to Sands. "Think this is sellable somewhere?" he asks her, as if she'd know.
>>122289
Smiling wide, he quickly picks as many guns as he can, prioritizing the firearms then the fancier looking weapons, stuffing them on his person.
Smiling wide, he quickly picks as many guns as he can, prioritizing the firearms then the fancier looking weapons, stuffing them on his person.
Spark continues to think up a plan.
"What do you think would work then?"
"What do you think would work then?"
>>122299
From the North, a wind blows down, and a great rustling runs through the pine trees. Down in the pit, Onyx is shielded in part, but he can feel it getting colder. Much colder.
Spark has gone off, talking to a Changeling in uniform, while the new wind has encouraged Ruby and his two "friends" to come closer back, towards the carriage
From the North, a wind blows down, and a great rustling runs through the pine trees. Down in the pit, Onyx is shielded in part, but he can feel it getting colder. Much colder.
Spark has gone off, talking to a Changeling in uniform, while the new wind has encouraged Ruby and his two "friends" to come closer back, towards the carriage
>>122301
Onyx seriously wonders how he got qualified as a foalsitter as her herds the foals closer to the wagon.
Onyx seriously wonders how he got qualified as a foalsitter as her herds the foals closer to the wagon.
>>122304
"I'm not sure yet. Depends on how quickly we get out of here... Hang on a moment"
Onyx jump into the wagon and begins looking for something to start a fire with.
"I'm not sure yet. Depends on how quickly we get out of here... Hang on a moment"
Onyx jump into the wagon and begins looking for something to start a fire with.
>>122306
He grabs the pack of matches in his maw, before poking his head out to see if there's a any sticks or such laying around.
He grabs the pack of matches in his maw, before poking his head out to see if there's a any sticks or such laying around.
>>122307
Inside of the pit, nothing... 'cept maybe a few leaves that have blown in. Clay, mud, and that taconite rock. But there is a forest 40 feet above and beyond the brim
Inside of the pit, nothing... 'cept maybe a few leaves that have blown in. Clay, mud, and that taconite rock. But there is a forest 40 feet above and beyond the brim
Ruby, looking around, still semi-mesmerized by some of the machines, now turns his head up to Onyx. A smile forms across his face. And his tail begins to rock back and forth
"I do! I do!"
>>122301
"Well.... I appreciate the attempt at help. But It'll have to be Zu Lang, or his lieutenant who would release me"
"I do! I do!"
>>122301
"Well.... I appreciate the attempt at help. But It'll have to be Zu Lang, or his lieutenant who would release me"
>>122310
"Awwww"
He pats the colt on the head
"Hopefully your friends will stay put... Come on."
He throws his halberd over his shoulder and makes his way towards the brim.
"Awwww"
He pats the colt on the head
"Hopefully your friends will stay put... Come on."
He throws his halberd over his shoulder and makes his way towards the brim.
>>122313
The friends don't quite stay put, and act as if they do not understand Ponish.
A Changeling guard standing on the brim looks past at Onyx, seeming to take offense to the halberd. But he says nothing, and does nothing. They make their way through the grey earth past more rocks, puddles of water, and stepping aside for a diesel powered dump truck, until they go up an earthen ramp, and onto the ground. Here, the ground is barren with only some naked soil and scattered grass. Further away are tree stumps and denser grass, then pine forests. Pine trees 50 or 70 feet tall into the air, and swaying in the cold north wind
The friends don't quite stay put, and act as if they do not understand Ponish.
A Changeling guard standing on the brim looks past at Onyx, seeming to take offense to the halberd. But he says nothing, and does nothing. They make their way through the grey earth past more rocks, puddles of water, and stepping aside for a diesel powered dump truck, until they go up an earthen ramp, and onto the ground. Here, the ground is barren with only some naked soil and scattered grass. Further away are tree stumps and denser grass, then pine forests. Pine trees 50 or 70 feet tall into the air, and swaying in the cold north wind
>>122314
Onyx does not acknowledge the guard
"Come on Ruby, stay close"
He makes his way to the forest, keeping a close eye on Ruby.
Onyx does not acknowledge the guard
"Come on Ruby, stay close"
He makes his way to the forest, keeping a close eye on Ruby.
>>122315
"He'll be wearing a darker jacket than the most of them, with black on it, and his fangs are a bit longer. He'll have an officer's cap rather than the steel helmet"
"He'll be wearing a darker jacket than the most of them, with black on it, and his fangs are a bit longer. He'll have an officer's cap rather than the steel helmet"
>>122316
Ruby comes up closer, like a dog to heel. He has quite a bit of energy, and burst forward to his side. They get there soon enough, where there are some broken branches, and some trees have clearly stripped bark in pairs of downward trails, the left longer than the other
Ruby comes up closer, like a dog to heel. He has quite a bit of energy, and burst forward to his side. They get there soon enough, where there are some broken branches, and some trees have clearly stripped bark in pairs of downward trails, the left longer than the other
>>122318
"Grab as many of the branches as you can. We'll need them."
Onyx picks up some of the bigger ones, balancing them on his back or carrying them in his maw.
"Grab as many of the branches as you can. We'll need them."
Onyx picks up some of the bigger ones, balancing them on his back or carrying them in his maw.
>>122319
He nods, weakly
"Remember to try to think their way. They care more about results and security than justice or comapassion"
>>122320
Ruby quickly picks up a branch that is broken off from 15 feet up. It is still live with green leaves, and is much, much longer than Ruby, making it awkward for him to carry. but he places the thing in his mouth, opening wide, obscuring most of his body behind leaves and an overly thick branch
He nods, weakly
"Remember to try to think their way. They care more about results and security than justice or comapassion"
>>122320
Ruby quickly picks up a branch that is broken off from 15 feet up. It is still live with green leaves, and is much, much longer than Ruby, making it awkward for him to carry. but he places the thing in his mouth, opening wide, obscuring most of his body behind leaves and an overly thick branch
>>122321
Onyx can't help but laugh at the display, dropping his own sticks as he shakes with laughter at the tiny colt carrying this branch.
Onyx can't help but laugh at the display, dropping his own sticks as he shakes with laughter at the tiny colt carrying this branch.
>>122322
"Mwwwm?"
He asks
He presses forward.... to find the branch is caught between two trees, too wide to pass through. He goes forward again, bowing the branch, but nnot making it through. He tries to turn the left side up higher and the right side lower, to get it in at an angle. Finally, he pulls back, tries to push the right side through first, gets caught on a tree yet again, then the second time, narrowly makes it through, scraping his body against the tree.
He walks over, and drops the branch down next to Onyx
"Mwwwm?"
He asks
He presses forward.... to find the branch is caught between two trees, too wide to pass through. He goes forward again, bowing the branch, but nnot making it through. He tries to turn the left side up higher and the right side lower, to get it in at an angle. Finally, he pulls back, tries to push the right side through first, gets caught on a tree yet again, then the second time, narrowly makes it through, scraping his body against the tree.
He walks over, and drops the branch down next to Onyx
>>122323
Onyx stops laughing and pats the colt again
"Good job, now, let's head back"
He picks up his branches again, and they make their way to the wagon again.
Onyx stops laughing and pats the colt again
"Good job, now, let's head back"
He picks up his branches again, and they make their way to the wagon again.
>>122321
"Don't worry. I got this far. I think we are just about in the clear."
Spark heads out to find the lieutenant.
"Don't worry. I got this far. I think we are just about in the clear."
Spark heads out to find the lieutenant.
>>122325
I'm laughing like a madman
Onyx spits out his sticks next to the wagon, and drops the ones off his back, then moving to make a small pile of them.
I'm laughing like a madman
Onyx spits out his sticks next to the wagon, and drops the ones off his back, then moving to make a small pile of them.
>>122327
Ruby drops his two small half-twigs on the small pile, and then plops down the branch that is twice as long as he is, which obscures the pile and much of the rock to either side with its leaves. It doesn’t fit in the pile, being several feet over in either direction, and its obtuse shape means sitting down it’s almost higher than the top of the pile.
Ruby spits, and licks out his mouth the get the bark out. Then he looks at the big branch and blinks
“Uh... green wood don’t burn as well as dead wood. My bad.”
The silent little grey Pegasus drops off a couple of his own twigs, about three six inch ones that are less than what Onyx can carry in his mouth
>>122326
He is not inside the building as the secretary tells Spark
“He’ll be at the pit.”
But going down, around about the milk, Spark sees a Changeling that fits that description
Ruby drops his two small half-twigs on the small pile, and then plops down the branch that is twice as long as he is, which obscures the pile and much of the rock to either side with its leaves. It doesn’t fit in the pile, being several feet over in either direction, and its obtuse shape means sitting down it’s almost higher than the top of the pile.
Ruby spits, and licks out his mouth the get the bark out. Then he looks at the big branch and blinks
“Uh... green wood don’t burn as well as dead wood. My bad.”
The silent little grey Pegasus drops off a couple of his own twigs, about three six inch ones that are less than what Onyx can carry in his mouth
>>122326
He is not inside the building as the secretary tells Spark
“He’ll be at the pit.”
But going down, around about the milk, Spark sees a Changeling that fits that description
>>122328
He ruffle's both ponies' manes
"Oh well Ruby, it'll be fine"
He then gets the small fire ready and uses one of the matches to light it.
He ruffle's both ponies' manes
"Oh well Ruby, it'll be fine"
He then gets the small fire ready and uses one of the matches to light it.
>>122330
He turns, and narrows his blue eyes at Spark
"What do you want?"
>>122329
Ruby's rather long brown mane comes down from his part, covering his face, as Onyx sees a smile underneath the mess of hair.
The grey pegasus Ruby has named "Mutey" recoils his head a little back and down as he closes his eyes, which are soon covered by his darker grey hair. His head pops back up when the hoof pulls away
At first, it barely lights, with a wind nearly blowing the match out. But it catches under one of the softer, dead branches, and a new wind - slowed by the depth of the pit, blows air into it, and a grey-white smoke comes out, before red flames spray up
He turns, and narrows his blue eyes at Spark
"What do you want?"
>>122329
Ruby's rather long brown mane comes down from his part, covering his face, as Onyx sees a smile underneath the mess of hair.
The grey pegasus Ruby has named "Mutey" recoils his head a little back and down as he closes his eyes, which are soon covered by his darker grey hair. His head pops back up when the hoof pulls away
At first, it barely lights, with a wind nearly blowing the match out. But it catches under one of the softer, dead branches, and a new wind - slowed by the depth of the pit, blows air into it, and a grey-white smoke comes out, before red flames spray up
>>122331
"Here on Zu Lang's orders. He needs to stop the terrorist attacks and I was sent to interrogate the prisoner and find the remaining suspects."
"Here on Zu Lang's orders. He needs to stop the terrorist attacks and I was sent to interrogate the prisoner and find the remaining suspects."
>>122332
As the fire rises, it goes closer to the big branch on top, which starts to crackle and pop as the moisture boils and bursts out
Wesley comes, and sits down next to Onyx, and Ruby joins on the other side, at little further away
"Wish I brought Marshmallows..."
As the fire rises, it goes closer to the big branch on top, which starts to crackle and pop as the moisture boils and bursts out
Wesley comes, and sits down next to Onyx, and Ruby joins on the other side, at little further away
"Wish I brought Marshmallows..."
>>122333
Spark met the Lieutenant maybe 30 yards from the mill, and the sound of a loud, rock crushing machine pervades over all. But he must of heard Spark, for the almost snarling expression on his mouth fades to something calmer yet more concerned. He asks no questions about Spark's identity, at least yet anyways
"And what did you find?"
Spark met the Lieutenant maybe 30 yards from the mill, and the sound of a loud, rock crushing machine pervades over all. But he must of heard Spark, for the almost snarling expression on his mouth fades to something calmer yet more concerned. He asks no questions about Spark's identity, at least yet anyways
"And what did you find?"
>>122336
At this point, somepony walks up to him. Rather, some creature. It's a Changeling, a Changeling drone. Adult sized, with no disguise nor pretense of being anything other, and a fur coat. With his blue green eyes, he lowers an eyebrow and asks
"What are you doing?"
It's said like a question born from genuine curiosity rather than an accusation of wrong doing
"This is an active mining zone"
At this point, somepony walks up to him. Rather, some creature. It's a Changeling, a Changeling drone. Adult sized, with no disguise nor pretense of being anything other, and a fur coat. With his blue green eyes, he lowers an eyebrow and asks
"What are you doing?"
It's said like a question born from genuine curiosity rather than an accusation of wrong doing
"This is an active mining zone"
>>122335
"The prisoner seems ready to point out his comrades. I just need your approval to get an escort and bring him back to find the guilty party."
"The prisoner seems ready to point out his comrades. I just need your approval to get an escort and bring him back to find the guilty party."
>>122337
"Well an associate of mine is talking to some of the higher ups, and I was left to take care of the foals, and it's cold."
Onyx hopes there isn't too much malace in his voice.
"Well an associate of mine is talking to some of the higher ups, and I was left to take care of the foals, and it's cold."
Onyx hopes there isn't too much malace in his voice.
>>122340
"Foals?"
Ruby pulls back, to the side, and slightly behind Onyx, while Wesley almost indifferently walks forward, before a small purple bat pony rushes past and towards the Drone.
The drone looks back to Onyx
"I see... This isn't the best of all places for foals"
"Foals?"
Ruby pulls back, to the side, and slightly behind Onyx, while Wesley almost indifferently walks forward, before a small purple bat pony rushes past and towards the Drone.
The drone looks back to Onyx
"I see... This isn't the best of all places for foals"
>>122346
Kerr runs off in the direction of the Drone, while Wesley sits, tilts his head towards the receding drone, then back to Onyx when Onyx makes more noise. But Ruby pokes his head up around Onyx, then jumps out
"Yay! You made that big, mean old Changeling go away!"
Ruby hugs Onyx
Kerr runs off in the direction of the Drone, while Wesley sits, tilts his head towards the receding drone, then back to Onyx when Onyx makes more noise. But Ruby pokes his head up around Onyx, then jumps out
"Yay! You made that big, mean old Changeling go away!"
Ruby hugs Onyx
Kerr defeatedly comes back, and lays down across from the fire.... The small, pitiful fire that is already partly burning out, and has only just blackened the big live branch
Wesley says something to Onyx in parasite, and then Kerr says something back to both of them in a sarcastic tone of voice, but that's also in parasite, so you couldn't understand him even if you wanted to understand him, which you certainly don't with that tone of voice. Ruby stands up, and walks back a pace, frightened by the language of the foals he thought were mute
Wesley says something to Onyx in parasite, and then Kerr says something back to both of them in a sarcastic tone of voice, but that's also in parasite, so you couldn't understand him even if you wanted to understand him, which you certainly don't with that tone of voice. Ruby stands up, and walks back a pace, frightened by the language of the foals he thought were mute
>>122349
Onyx gently pets Ruby
"Don't worry, they won't bite. I don't like that tone though... Maybe we should move into the wagon."
Onyx gently pets Ruby
"Don't worry, they won't bite. I don't like that tone though... Maybe we should move into the wagon."
>>122350
Ruby is pet, but he still has a look of concern on his face, as he doesn't seem to buy onyx's lie about the hatchlings not biting
"Yeah... we can do that"
Ruby stands behind and beside Onyx, looking past him towards Wesley in a way much like he did with the guard. Wesley frowns as he looks back at Ruby, and then hangs his head and looks down. Kerr stands next to his brother, narrowing his eyes and half snarling at Ruby.
Ruby is pet, but he still has a look of concern on his face, as he doesn't seem to buy onyx's lie about the hatchlings not biting
"Yeah... we can do that"
Ruby stands behind and beside Onyx, looking past him towards Wesley in a way much like he did with the guard. Wesley frowns as he looks back at Ruby, and then hangs his head and looks down. Kerr stands next to his brother, narrowing his eyes and half snarling at Ruby.
>>122351
"oh, pay no attention to the one. The other one wants to be your friend still."
Onyx marches up the wagon, opens it up, and gestures the goals inside.
"oh, pay no attention to the one. The other one wants to be your friend still."
Onyx marches up the wagon, opens it up, and gestures the goals inside.
>>122352
Wesley and Kerr watch as Onyx goes off, followed by ruby who trots alongside him
When Ruby opens the door, he finds.... A big brown Earth pony laying down inside. And another one.... This one is grey. They look up at him
Wesley and Kerr watch as Onyx goes off, followed by ruby who trots alongside him
When Ruby opens the door, he finds.... A big brown Earth pony laying down inside. And another one.... This one is grey. They look up at him
>>122354
The two stallions look up at Onyx, one with a formal blanket, the other with a coat used as a blanket, and both with some bandages or other on them, laying on each respective side of the carriage couches. They look up to Onyx silently, and blink
The two stallions look up at Onyx, one with a formal blanket, the other with a coat used as a blanket, and both with some bandages or other on them, laying on each respective side of the carriage couches. They look up to Onyx silently, and blink
>>122357
"Yes?" Ruby asks
The other two foals, close together, are still separated, further away on the other side of Onyx
"Yes?" Ruby asks
The other two foals, close together, are still separated, further away on the other side of Onyx
>>122365
Yes! There is a smaller coat, fluffy and faux fur, fit for a colt. Wesley and Kerr are already wearing jackets of their own
Yes! There is a smaller coat, fluffy and faux fur, fit for a colt. Wesley and Kerr are already wearing jackets of their own
>>122367
Ruby lights up, and his tail goes high before wagging back and forth
"Yay!"
He grabs the coat out of Onyx's hooves, covering himself in it, fumbling around underneath the coat, until eventually, a leg pops out, then his little head sticks out through it
Ruby lights up, and his tail goes high before wagging back and forth
"Yay!"
He grabs the coat out of Onyx's hooves, covering himself in it, fumbling around underneath the coat, until eventually, a leg pops out, then his little head sticks out through it
>>122368
Fuck, muh heart
"There ya go"
Onyx slowly shuts the door again, Wondering how long they'll be there.
Fuck, muh heart
"There ya go"
Onyx slowly shuts the door again, Wondering how long they'll be there.
>>122369
Spark has since come back down, now near the mill
Ruby asks,
"So, what we doin' up here?"
Ruby looks around, not turning his head, but turning his whole body in a little circle as he stands in place
"This ain't the state fair"
Spark has since come back down, now near the mill
Ruby asks,
"So, what we doin' up here?"
Ruby looks around, not turning his head, but turning his whole body in a little circle as he stands in place
"This ain't the state fair"
Are the ponies here?
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>>122382
As Silver walks upstairs to the top level, it is like walking 50 years into the past. The walls are decrepit, there is no wiring inside of the walls (and sometimes, no electric lights at all), and doors and steps are obviously later, cheaper additions to the construction from what is recognizable below.
Silver can see clearly that the ponies have added a new follower - a yellow griffin who wears a thick brown jacket, a fedora and glasses, and looks scrawnier than nature would build him.
Here there are Iron, Blue Skies, Dark Star, White Sands.... Maybe Midnight
>>122384
When Dark Star enters, he sees this:
In a way, it’s a construction similar to what was seen in the last room, with a wall to the left and a wall with doors on the right. But in another way, it’s completely different, with the most immediately noticeable difference being the electric lights hanging from the ceiling with open wiring. Against the wall is a rack with no less than three firearms, and several melee weapons. There is a table further back with a handgun on it, a table with a radio - of all things - on the far end, and ornamental carpet in the floor, a separate rug, a painting on the wall, and a bed visible through in the other room
As Silver walks upstairs to the top level, it is like walking 50 years into the past. The walls are decrepit, there is no wiring inside of the walls (and sometimes, no electric lights at all), and doors and steps are obviously later, cheaper additions to the construction from what is recognizable below.
Silver can see clearly that the ponies have added a new follower - a yellow griffin who wears a thick brown jacket, a fedora and glasses, and looks scrawnier than nature would build him.
Here there are Iron, Blue Skies, Dark Star, White Sands.... Maybe Midnight
>>122384
When Dark Star enters, he sees this:
In a way, it’s a construction similar to what was seen in the last room, with a wall to the left and a wall with doors on the right. But in another way, it’s completely different, with the most immediately noticeable difference being the electric lights hanging from the ceiling with open wiring. Against the wall is a rack with no less than three firearms, and several melee weapons. There is a table further back with a handgun on it, a table with a radio - of all things - on the far end, and ornamental carpet in the floor, a separate rug, a painting on the wall, and a bed visible through in the other room
>>122385
The still-bloodied Silver tilts his head at the sight of the yellow griffon, and approaches him. "Hmm...who are you?"
The still-bloodied Silver tilts his head at the sight of the yellow griffon, and approaches him. "Hmm...who are you?"
>>122386
The Griffin's head turns almost instantly, and the right side of him actually 'jumps,' the right rear and forelegs moving over a few inches. His body turns firmly to Silver now
"Johann Lichtschild of the Imperial Inquisition" he says, firmly and head level to Silver
>>122387
Three guns, and it looks like Iron has already placed them on his back
>>122388
Three long guns and a handgun.
The Griffin's head turns almost instantly, and the right side of him actually 'jumps,' the right rear and forelegs moving over a few inches. His body turns firmly to Silver now
"Johann Lichtschild of the Imperial Inquisition" he says, firmly and head level to Silver
>>122387
Three guns, and it looks like Iron has already placed them on his back
>>122388
Three long guns and a handgun.
>>122389
Silver's eyes widen a little in surprise. "You are from Griffonian Empire? If you do not mind my asking, what would Inquisitor be doing here?"
Silver's eyes widen a little in surprise. "You are from Griffonian Empire? If you do not mind my asking, what would Inquisitor be doing here?"
>>122393
Silver nods in turn. "That would explain robes and magic. Yes, I am part of this group. Name is Silver Sword. If you are here to help put stop to this, then I will be glad to call you ally."
Silver nods in turn. "That would explain robes and magic. Yes, I am part of this group. Name is Silver Sword. If you are here to help put stop to this, then I will be glad to call you ally."
>>122394
He pauses for a moment, and his chest visibly moves with a breath
"Well, nice to meet you as well. I'm afraid the forces here should not be underestimated, nor may they be suffered to live."
>>122395
Well, either way, the guns are longer than Iron's back (slightly) and don't really fit under clothing
He pauses for a moment, and his chest visibly moves with a breath
"Well, nice to meet you as well. I'm afraid the forces here should not be underestimated, nor may they be suffered to live."
>>122395
Well, either way, the guns are longer than Iron's back (slightly) and don't really fit under clothing
>>122396
Silver motions to the multiple stab wounds in his shoulder, and the fairly bad wound he got from the magic sword. "We just finished with fight with them downstairs. Over one dozen captured or killed."
Silver motions to the multiple stab wounds in his shoulder, and the fairly bad wound he got from the magic sword. "We just finished with fight with them downstairs. Over one dozen captured or killed."
>>122397
They fit on the back, yes. Fit under clothing...... No. Not really. That's not really possibly with anything bigger than a handgun. Attempting to do that would result in the barrel being straight up next to the neck making moving the head very difficult and probably painful since it would result in the end of the barrel of a presumably loaded shotgun, rifle, or whatever else these may be jamming into your face. With three of them it would probably also break the shirt.
They can of course be strapped over the back, and set at a slight angle, but this is not concealed
>>122398
"... Well. That's pretty impressive"
He seems to form a smile
"Looks like you got quite hurt yourself. Small pain, compared to what may happened if the tumor is not removed"
They fit on the back, yes. Fit under clothing...... No. Not really. That's not really possibly with anything bigger than a handgun. Attempting to do that would result in the barrel being straight up next to the neck making moving the head very difficult and probably painful since it would result in the end of the barrel of a presumably loaded shotgun, rifle, or whatever else these may be jamming into your face. With three of them it would probably also break the shirt.
They can of course be strapped over the back, and set at a slight angle, but this is not concealed
>>122398
"... Well. That's pretty impressive"
He seems to form a smile
"Looks like you got quite hurt yourself. Small pain, compared to what may happened if the tumor is not removed"
>>122399
He's not particularly worried about concealment at the moment, so the latter option is accepted.
He's not particularly worried about concealment at the moment, so the latter option is accepted.
>>122399
Silver chuckles. "I suppose you could say we are surgeons, then. To be honest, this revelation that they are Maarists is not very surprising. We found garbage chute on first floor that is filled with bones of ponies, griffons, kirins, and likely others...though it does make me wonder how many of those are results of religious sacrifices, now..."
Silver chuckles. "I suppose you could say we are surgeons, then. To be honest, this revelation that they are Maarists is not very surprising. We found garbage chute on first floor that is filled with bones of ponies, griffons, kirins, and likely others...though it does make me wonder how many of those are results of religious sacrifices, now..."
>>122405
His eyes go wide, his mouth is slightly open and the beak pulls back in indignation, before eye brows go forward
"So they are..... Tell me, what else have you learned. What do you know?"
His eyes go wide, his mouth is slightly open and the beak pulls back in indignation, before eye brows go forward
"So they are..... Tell me, what else have you learned. What do you know?"
>>122410
>>122409
There are no more firearms in the room. Yet it is clearly an armory. There are two long spears with bulbous, leaf shaped metal tips. There are three swords, all of different design, one curved, the other a double sided sword of a leaf-shape, and the third straighter but rounded at the end, as if a compromise of the two designs before. There is a battle ax with some material removed behind the blade in the axe head, and against the wall - three separate suits of armor. Leather with plates of metal tied up into them. Some furniture is wicker and some has floral patterns, and there is a stove on the side of the room closest to the wall
>>122409
There are no more firearms in the room. Yet it is clearly an armory. There are two long spears with bulbous, leaf shaped metal tips. There are three swords, all of different design, one curved, the other a double sided sword of a leaf-shape, and the third straighter but rounded at the end, as if a compromise of the two designs before. There is a battle ax with some material removed behind the blade in the axe head, and against the wall - three separate suits of armor. Leather with plates of metal tied up into them. Some furniture is wicker and some has floral patterns, and there is a stove on the side of the room closest to the wall
>>122411
Iron opts to take the two spears and three swords for future selling, also placing them on his back.
Iron opts to take the two spears and three swords for future selling, also placing them on his back.
>>122406
"There is likely not much else that you would not already know. These cultists are brazen enough to commit their crimes out in open; one captured colt witnessed them murder griffon on docks before he was captured himself. Their reach goes as far as Ngua Nam, with our freed kirin captive having been captured there while trying to get to Equestria. There are both zebras and gnolls in their employ, but no ponies, save for Sweet Boek who owns this building. They've been using captives to make clothing and drugs to sell. We know of name of ship they are using to bring captives here. Most importantly, however, is that we know where their leader, Maakie, will be for foreseeable future."
"There is likely not much else that you would not already know. These cultists are brazen enough to commit their crimes out in open; one captured colt witnessed them murder griffon on docks before he was captured himself. Their reach goes as far as Ngua Nam, with our freed kirin captive having been captured there while trying to get to Equestria. There are both zebras and gnolls in their employ, but no ponies, save for Sweet Boek who owns this building. They've been using captives to make clothing and drugs to sell. We know of name of ship they are using to bring captives here. Most importantly, however, is that we know where their leader, Maakie, will be for foreseeable future."
>>122417
Iron nods while still holding the spear in his mouth rather stoically. "Fer Cawldron," he says, voice muffled.
Iron nods while still holding the spear in his mouth rather stoically. "Fer Cawldron," he says, voice muffled.
>>122418
"Ah,i had similar reasons. Blue was trained to use spears back in nimbusia. You can have that one."
He lets go of the one that iron is pulling.
"Ah,i had similar reasons. Blue was trained to use spears back in nimbusia. You can have that one."
He lets go of the one that iron is pulling.
>>122415
He nods
"Ah, yes. The cultists are depraved of heart, and no few bounds. But just as they contract out for dark, magical powers, so too do they contract for international movement of creatures and material. It is not Maarists alone who have taken up business along these shores, but those consumed by an entirely different kind of spiritual depravity. Skyfall has long been foremost in trade upon the seas, and long too has it been overtaken with a spirit of greed and a conviction that societal status is determined by one's wealth. It is only natural that a few of them resort to even less ethical means to secure their place in the world. So it is that a smuggler out of Skyfall - This Storm Feather Maakie - has made a strange sort of mutual agreement with the Maarist that he will provide them with transport across the ocean - and presumably also, with fresh flesh for sacrifices, and he wrings every cent of profit he can out of the arrangement. But he is not their leader. It's a mutual arrangement of complimentary interests, like the bacteria and the fungi that together make a lichen."
>>122419
>>122420
Blue SKies enters the room, followed by White Sands with a lit cigarette in her green aura
"Oh great, you found more weapons for us!"
He nods
"Ah, yes. The cultists are depraved of heart, and no few bounds. But just as they contract out for dark, magical powers, so too do they contract for international movement of creatures and material. It is not Maarists alone who have taken up business along these shores, but those consumed by an entirely different kind of spiritual depravity. Skyfall has long been foremost in trade upon the seas, and long too has it been overtaken with a spirit of greed and a conviction that societal status is determined by one's wealth. It is only natural that a few of them resort to even less ethical means to secure their place in the world. So it is that a smuggler out of Skyfall - This Storm Feather Maakie - has made a strange sort of mutual agreement with the Maarist that he will provide them with transport across the ocean - and presumably also, with fresh flesh for sacrifices, and he wrings every cent of profit he can out of the arrangement. But he is not their leader. It's a mutual arrangement of complimentary interests, like the bacteria and the fungi that together make a lichen."
>>122419
>>122420
Blue SKies enters the room, followed by White Sands with a lit cigarette in her green aura
"Oh great, you found more weapons for us!"
>>122426
"Heh"
She takes the spear, and holds it upright in a claw, pressing it against the floor
"I suppose they did"
The smile goes down a little
"To be in a Phalanx..."
"Heh"
She takes the spear, and holds it upright in a claw, pressing it against the floor
"I suppose they did"
The smile goes down a little
"To be in a Phalanx..."
>>122421
Silver considers this. "Still, Maakie must be removed. Judging from what I have seen, no others in this organization in Baltimare have enough charisma or strength to take his place. Removing him will likely result in everything here collapsing, and will finally let us cut this malignant growth out of our fair country."
Silver considers this. "Still, Maakie must be removed. Judging from what I have seen, no others in this organization in Baltimare have enough charisma or strength to take his place. Removing him will likely result in everything here collapsing, and will finally let us cut this malignant growth out of our fair country."
>>122425
Iron nods, before pointing to the armors and battleaxe. "That should be plenty," he responds quickly.
Iron nods, before pointing to the armors and battleaxe. "That should be plenty," he responds quickly.
>>122428
"It's not a matter of leadership so much as expertise. Not many griffins can organize a smuggling operation. Still though, don't fall into the same trap as the government officials. Maakie is useful to them. But he isn't their leader. They can survive without him. Because Equestria, just as in the Herzland, there are the greedy, the angry, the jealous, the lustful and the lost. And they too may fall to the whisper in the dark that calls them to Maar."
>>122429
White Sands slowly lets smoke come out of her mouth in a stream
"I don't get it"
"It's not a matter of leadership so much as expertise. Not many griffins can organize a smuggling operation. Still though, don't fall into the same trap as the government officials. Maakie is useful to them. But he isn't their leader. They can survive without him. Because Equestria, just as in the Herzland, there are the greedy, the angry, the jealous, the lustful and the lost. And they too may fall to the whisper in the dark that calls them to Maar."
>>122429
White Sands slowly lets smoke come out of her mouth in a stream
"I don't get it"
>>122430
Iron quickly shakes his head before patting Sands on the back. "Relax," he utters sweetly "You do not need to understand."
He gives her a little smile and a blush after realizing what he just did.
Iron quickly shakes his head before patting Sands on the back. "Relax," he utters sweetly "You do not need to understand."
He gives her a little smile and a blush after realizing what he just did.
>>122430
"We will try to do what we can, starting here. Speaking of, has there been any developments on this floor?"
"We will try to do what we can, starting here. Speaking of, has there been any developments on this floor?"
>>122436
"Heh"
*Griffin is hugged*
>>122437
Silver walks in to see:
Blue Skies holding a spear and being hugged by Dark Star
Iron with three long guns on his back, a bulge under his jacket, and talking to White Sands
White Sands smoking a cigarette that smells like Silver's favorite brand
And:
In a way, it’s a construction similar to what was seen in the last room, with a wall to the left and a wall with doors on the right. But in another way, it’s completely different, with the most immediately noticeable difference being the electric lights hanging from the ceiling with open wiring. Against the wall is an empty firearms rack, and several melee weapons. There is a table further back, and a different table with a radio - of all things - on the far end, and ornamental carpet in the floor, a separate rug, a painting on the wall, and a bed visible through in the other room
There are two long spears with bulbous, leaf shaped metal tips. There are three swords, all of different design, one curved, the other a double sided sword of a leaf-shape, and the third straighter but rounded at the end, as if a compromise of the two designs before. There is a battle ax with some material removed behind the blade in the axe head, and against the wall - three separate suits of armor. Leather with plates of metal tied up into them. Some furniture is wicker and some has floral patterns, and there is a stove on the side of the room closest to the wall
"Heh"
*Griffin is hugged*
>>122437
Silver walks in to see:
Blue Skies holding a spear and being hugged by Dark Star
Iron with three long guns on his back, a bulge under his jacket, and talking to White Sands
White Sands smoking a cigarette that smells like Silver's favorite brand
And:
In a way, it’s a construction similar to what was seen in the last room, with a wall to the left and a wall with doors on the right. But in another way, it’s completely different, with the most immediately noticeable difference being the electric lights hanging from the ceiling with open wiring. Against the wall is an empty firearms rack, and several melee weapons. There is a table further back, and a different table with a radio - of all things - on the far end, and ornamental carpet in the floor, a separate rug, a painting on the wall, and a bed visible through in the other room
There are two long spears with bulbous, leaf shaped metal tips. There are three swords, all of different design, one curved, the other a double sided sword of a leaf-shape, and the third straighter but rounded at the end, as if a compromise of the two designs before. There is a battle ax with some material removed behind the blade in the axe head, and against the wall - three separate suits of armor. Leather with plates of metal tied up into them. Some furniture is wicker and some has floral patterns, and there is a stove on the side of the room closest to the wall
>>122438
"Well, you see, poker is this game where creatures have cards with different symbols, and different combinations beat other combinations, and you bet money before hoof over who has the best set. It's about understanding the strength of your position, judging other people, and fooling other people into acting the way you want them to. Sometimes, the money is replaced with chips, and you always have cards. But the important thing to always remember is that the chips and the cards... they are not money. They are just tools to use as a means to an end. But they are worthless unless used to play the game.
I don't know what you intend to do with three guns, but I know logically that you can't possibly use them all at once to fight these gangsters. So what is your plan? Are you going to try to cut out and run? Well, you have a thousand or more gold in bounties down stairs you'd be missing out on, and these gangsters are just going to track you down, kill you, and use your zebra as a sex slave. Do you want to keep the guns, or sell them? Do you just hate guns and want to destroy them? That can happen after you give them to these lackeys and they use them to shoot at enemies."
She backs away from Iron, and turns her side to him to really show off her body
"Look at me! I'm a small, scrawny female with no muscle mass. Do you expect me to do a lot of damage with this" She holds up the dagger
"This knife isn't even really designed to cut things, it's a ceremonial piece. And I couldn't swing a sword. Look, here's the bottom line. Most of these prisoners here... they are illegal aliens. If you don't want them to run off, you can stop them. You want the guns at the end of the night? Don't just keep them out of the action - that might kill you. Have them use the guns to kill this asshole griffin, turn in the dead body of the griffin to the police for a bounty, turn in the prisoners you freed to the police for a small bounty and have them deported, turn in the guns to the police for the gun buy-back, and then steal the guns out of the back of the police carriage when they are not looking. That is how you play poker. By using what you have in your hand. Not by stuffing away cards and thinking it's money"
"Well, you see, poker is this game where creatures have cards with different symbols, and different combinations beat other combinations, and you bet money before hoof over who has the best set. It's about understanding the strength of your position, judging other people, and fooling other people into acting the way you want them to. Sometimes, the money is replaced with chips, and you always have cards. But the important thing to always remember is that the chips and the cards... they are not money. They are just tools to use as a means to an end. But they are worthless unless used to play the game.
I don't know what you intend to do with three guns, but I know logically that you can't possibly use them all at once to fight these gangsters. So what is your plan? Are you going to try to cut out and run? Well, you have a thousand or more gold in bounties down stairs you'd be missing out on, and these gangsters are just going to track you down, kill you, and use your zebra as a sex slave. Do you want to keep the guns, or sell them? Do you just hate guns and want to destroy them? That can happen after you give them to these lackeys and they use them to shoot at enemies."
She backs away from Iron, and turns her side to him to really show off her body
"Look at me! I'm a small, scrawny female with no muscle mass. Do you expect me to do a lot of damage with this" She holds up the dagger
"This knife isn't even really designed to cut things, it's a ceremonial piece. And I couldn't swing a sword. Look, here's the bottom line. Most of these prisoners here... they are illegal aliens. If you don't want them to run off, you can stop them. You want the guns at the end of the night? Don't just keep them out of the action - that might kill you. Have them use the guns to kill this asshole griffin, turn in the dead body of the griffin to the police for a bounty, turn in the prisoners you freed to the police for a small bounty and have them deported, turn in the guns to the police for the gun buy-back, and then steal the guns out of the back of the police carriage when they are not looking. That is how you play poker. By using what you have in your hand. Not by stuffing away cards and thinking it's money"
>>122443
Silver may appreciate how much more expressive is the mouth of a pony compared to the beak of a griffin, for White Sands can be seen visibly frowning.
Johann walks by, and starts looking around the room
Silver may appreciate how much more expressive is the mouth of a pony compared to the beak of a griffin, for White Sands can be seen visibly frowning.
Johann walks by, and starts looking around the room
>>122442
>>122443
Iron shakes his head. "Oh no, I mean to sell them off after the mission as a little bonus," he responds swiftly after the whole speech, before humming lightly. "I am pretty sure you still have that revolver one of us gave you, so there is that."
Iron then presents a small smile to her. "Tell you what, you tell me what they do and how much they are worth and I will let you pick one for yourself."
>>122443
Iron shakes his head. "Oh no, I mean to sell them off after the mission as a little bonus," he responds swiftly after the whole speech, before humming lightly. "I am pretty sure you still have that revolver one of us gave you, so there is that."
Iron then presents a small smile to her. "Tell you what, you tell me what they do and how much they are worth and I will let you pick one for yourself."
>>122448
The unicorn smiles. "I can show you how to, it is not so difficult. They are immensely useful weapons."
The unicorn smiles. "I can show you how to, it is not so difficult. They are immensely useful weapons."
>>122445
White Sands turns to Dark Star, smiles, and nods
>>122446
"I don't think you're understanding me exactly. You have here three or four or so females and children who aren't big enough to really be very effective with a sword or take hits well, but can be better as support with guns. And then of course you can always use one yourself"
White Sands turns to Dark Star, smiles, and nods
>>122446
"I don't think you're understanding me exactly. You have here three or four or so females and children who aren't big enough to really be very effective with a sword or take hits well, but can be better as support with guns. And then of course you can always use one yourself"
>>122449
>>122450
Iron cocks his head at the two of them. "I do not want it for myself," he responds once more "I want to get as many bits as possible more than their utility."
He looks at Sands in particular next. "I am pretty sure the only female without a ranged weapon is Khoi, who seems to handle herself well with a hammer, and could potentially use the big axe over there." He proceeds to point at said weapon.
>>122450
Iron cocks his head at the two of them. "I do not want it for myself," he responds once more "I want to get as many bits as possible more than their utility."
He looks at Sands in particular next. "I am pretty sure the only female without a ranged weapon is Khoi, who seems to handle herself well with a hammer, and could potentially use the big axe over there." He proceeds to point at said weapon.
>>122451
She looks at him again
"They can do more damage with a gun than a machete, and you can get the guns back at the end of the night. As I said, chips are not money"
She looks at him again
"They can do more damage with a gun than a machete, and you can get the guns back at the end of the night. As I said, chips are not money"
>>122452
Iron looks at Sands for a moment before digging towards his big, bulging pistol he had on him. "Alright, alright, what were you thinking of talking?"
Iron looks at Sands for a moment before digging towards his big, bulging pistol he had on him. "Alright, alright, what were you thinking of talking?"
>>122455
Iron proceeds to shrug again. "Ah, alright. I thought you wanted one. My mistake," he quickly retorts before pulling his hoof out of the bulge.
Iron proceeds to shrug again. "Ah, alright. I thought you wanted one. My mistake," he quickly retorts before pulling his hoof out of the bulge.
>>122458
He blinks, and stares his slit gold eyes at Iron
"My gun. It must have been here."
He holds up a small yellow box
He blinks, and stares his slit gold eyes at Iron
"My gun. It must have been here."
He holds up a small yellow box
>>122462
"Thats a nice model. im more of a revolver stallion,myself." i think i saw it in here somewhere i think iron might know where it is."
"Thats a nice model. im more of a revolver stallion,myself." i think i saw it in here somewhere i think iron might know where it is."
>>122463
"Well"
He looks over to Iron
"There is a munition box under the table"
Then he looks back to Dark Star, and answers the question
"It is better to have the eight rounds in the automatic, than the six in the revolver. All the same, the heretics fear it"
Blue Skies looks over with a scrunched facial expression, as if offended and wanting to say something, but she says nothing
"Well"
He looks over to Iron
"There is a munition box under the table"
Then he looks back to Dark Star, and answers the question
"It is better to have the eight rounds in the automatic, than the six in the revolver. All the same, the heretics fear it"
Blue Skies looks over with a scrunched facial expression, as if offended and wanting to say something, but she says nothing
>>122467
He narrows his eyes, and turns his head to the side
"No, I... don't think that's right. Either way, hard to miss when your target is in the same room as you"
He narrows his eyes, and turns his head to the side
"No, I... don't think that's right. Either way, hard to miss when your target is in the same room as you"
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Hello
Spark will continue the adventure tomorrow.
[hopefully going to play pony noises]
I'll be free all day tomorrow.
>>122525
"Well, there is a pony being falsely accused for sabatoge which I'm trying to free. I might need some back up if the old sweet talk doesn't quite pan out."
"Well, there is a pony being falsely accused for sabatoge which I'm trying to free. I might need some back up if the old sweet talk doesn't quite pan out."
>>122525
The foals return to a situation much like that before Onyx looked into the cart
Ruby sits down on the left side of Onyx, holding onto (lightly) his left foreleg. Beneath the much taller Onyx it's like hiding behind a table leg. In front of Onyx, and to the right, Wesley sits down with a drooping head. Kerr stands up over his brother, with his right hoof on him. The scowl on his face slowly fades to a frown
The foals return to a situation much like that before Onyx looked into the cart
Ruby sits down on the left side of Onyx, holding onto (lightly) his left foreleg. Beneath the much taller Onyx it's like hiding behind a table leg. In front of Onyx, and to the right, Wesley sits down with a drooping head. Kerr stands up over his brother, with his right hoof on him. The scowl on his face slowly fades to a frown
>>122527
"Right now I'm waiting on the lieutenant to return with word about my request to bring the prisoner over to reveal who has been doing it. Perhaps I can get him to point to the forest and you can pop out and scare them into thinking there is a supernatural force out there messing with them."
"Right now I'm waiting on the lieutenant to return with word about my request to bring the prisoner over to reveal who has been doing it. Perhaps I can get him to point to the forest and you can pop out and scare them into thinking there is a supernatural force out there messing with them."
>>122529
"Maybe. Say, can you take care of those two-"
he points to the changling foals
"I don't understand them"
"Maybe. Say, can you take care of those two-"
he points to the changling foals
"I don't understand them"
>>122533
The purple bat pony pulls back and inch, and starts to hiss. He is cut off by the hug. As he is much smaller than Spark, he is easily dominated. The grey pegasus is less mobile, but closer to the ground and places more weight into the hg, making him a slightly more difficult target. He is hugged nevertheless. Both have been out in the cold and Spark can feel it
The purple bat pony pulls back and inch, and starts to hiss. He is cut off by the hug. As he is much smaller than Spark, he is easily dominated. The grey pegasus is less mobile, but closer to the ground and places more weight into the hg, making him a slightly more difficult target. He is hugged nevertheless. Both have been out in the cold and Spark can feel it
>>122534
Awwwwww. Poor cold ponies.
Spark comforts the little ponies.
"We will be out of here soon. Don't worry."
Awwwwww. Poor cold ponies.
Spark comforts the little ponies.
"We will be out of here soon. Don't worry."
>>122537
"Where you gonna take me when we get out?"
Now, the bright red pony looks up at Onyx with a smile, his tail starting to move slightly back and forth
"Where you gonna take me when we get out?"
Now, the bright red pony looks up at Onyx with a smile, his tail starting to move slightly back and forth
>>122539
"Well, I hadn't been to the state fair in... three years now? Ever since daddy reenlisted there watn't really any time for it it seemed. I'd always wanted to see the Crystal City. Or.... I know! Canterlot! If we could just get....... Them"
He turns his eyes, but not all of his head, over to a guard that stands some 50 yards away, the same guard that Onyx so bravely made go away a few minutes before
"-to let us travel around rather than stay in our sector"
"Well, I hadn't been to the state fair in... three years now? Ever since daddy reenlisted there watn't really any time for it it seemed. I'd always wanted to see the Crystal City. Or.... I know! Canterlot! If we could just get....... Them"
He turns his eyes, but not all of his head, over to a guard that stands some 50 yards away, the same guard that Onyx so bravely made go away a few minutes before
"-to let us travel around rather than stay in our sector"
>>122541
The colt closes his eyes, and slightly lowers his head, but presses up his big, bushy mane for the pets
"Awwwwwww If anypony can put some fear into them giant bedbugs, it's you. Make 'em let us go"
>>122542
The lieutenant walks out causally with an haughty expression. Behind him walks a white coated changeling who carries on a leash the prisoner spark met with earlier. The prisoner's head is lowered, but faces forward, with a firm if somewhat frowning expression. His eyes have bags and black around them, and his ribs show those portions not covered by a brown coat
The colt closes his eyes, and slightly lowers his head, but presses up his big, bushy mane for the pets
"Awwwwwww If anypony can put some fear into them giant bedbugs, it's you. Make 'em let us go"
>>122542
The lieutenant walks out causally with an haughty expression. Behind him walks a white coated changeling who carries on a leash the prisoner spark met with earlier. The prisoner's head is lowered, but faces forward, with a firm if somewhat frowning expression. His eyes have bags and black around them, and his ribs show those portions not covered by a brown coat
>>122545
He looks up, then over to Spark. For a moment, he is completely expressionless. But then, he narrows his eyes at Spark.
The lieutenant looks to the prisoner. His lips are pulled up midway along his muzzle, almost like a snarl. But the fangs don't help, forcing the lips up at the front. Then, swiveling his head and its massive, dragon-fly eyes towards Spark, he says
"How can you succeed on this? We've been working him down for two weeks now and he has yet to name accomplices!"
>>122544
He looks up again to Onyx
"Oh... Alright"
He looks up, then over to Spark. For a moment, he is completely expressionless. But then, he narrows his eyes at Spark.
The lieutenant looks to the prisoner. His lips are pulled up midway along his muzzle, almost like a snarl. But the fangs don't help, forcing the lips up at the front. Then, swiveling his head and its massive, dragon-fly eyes towards Spark, he says
"How can you succeed on this? We've been working him down for two weeks now and he has yet to name accomplices!"
>>122544
He looks up again to Onyx
"Oh... Alright"
>>122547
He looks up to Onyx, and his sad expression changes to a smile. His right ear folds in half for a moment, and flops back up, then his tail quickly moves back and forth
"I can wait for ya. I know you'll get it done"
He looks up to Onyx, and his sad expression changes to a smile. His right ear folds in half for a moment, and flops back up, then his tail quickly moves back and forth
"I can wait for ya. I know you'll get it done"
>>122549
He stretches out his neck
"I know 'ya can. You scarred off that big, mean old changeling earlier like it was nothin'. I thought for sure we were goners! You see the teeth on that thing? Like ice-cycles. The big ones that form on the siding. But you scared him away"
The guard in question is still 50 yards away, sitting down and looking back at Onyx. He has lazy air about him, with indifferent eyes and relaxed lips, like a lion resting under the Savannah sun at midday. His spliced, tubular right ear twitches.
The mine never ceases to produce obnoxious sounds of diesel engines, rocks tossed into the back of trucks, power shovels digging through clay, and above all else, the pounding of the grinding mill
He stretches out his neck
"I know 'ya can. You scarred off that big, mean old changeling earlier like it was nothin'. I thought for sure we were goners! You see the teeth on that thing? Like ice-cycles. The big ones that form on the siding. But you scared him away"
The guard in question is still 50 yards away, sitting down and looking back at Onyx. He has lazy air about him, with indifferent eyes and relaxed lips, like a lion resting under the Savannah sun at midday. His spliced, tubular right ear twitches.
The mine never ceases to produce obnoxious sounds of diesel engines, rocks tossed into the back of trucks, power shovels digging through clay, and above all else, the pounding of the grinding mill
>>122551
His snarl drops to a colder, straighter impression, and part of what seems to be an eyelid closes in. He nods
"Very well. We shall see what you can do. But I will have my eyes on you"
\r
His snarl drops to a colder, straighter impression, and part of what seems to be an eyelid closes in. He nods
"Very well. We shall see what you can do. But I will have my eyes on you"
\r
>>122553
The lieutenant himself extends a hoof pointing forward, and the guard walks forward, pulling the chain tight, and with a "cling" the prisoner starts to move forward over towards Spark
\r
The lieutenant himself extends a hoof pointing forward, and the guard walks forward, pulling the chain tight, and with a "cling" the prisoner starts to move forward over towards Spark
\r
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>>122585
Currently looking at his compatriots, look around the small armory. He speaks up. "Finish up in here. I am going to scout ahead on this floor. Join me when you are done."
Currently looking at his compatriots, look around the small armory. He speaks up. "Finish up in here. I am going to scout ahead on this floor. Join me when you are done."
>>122587
White Sands nods. Blue Skies:
"Just.... Be careful"
And yet, from somewhere comes another voice, whispered
"Do you think me so easily repulsed?"
White Sands nods. Blue Skies:
"Just.... Be careful"
And yet, from somewhere comes another voice, whispered
"Do you think me so easily repulsed?"
>>122588
Silver pays little head to the whispered voice. He smiles at Blue Skies. "I will."
The old pony thus leaves the armory to explore this floor of the building.
Silver pays little head to the whispered voice. He smiles at Blue Skies. "I will."
The old pony thus leaves the armory to explore this floor of the building.
>>122589
Silver opens the door of the room, back into the hallway, and sees something rather different than he may recall
Light enters the hall. Natural sunlight, shining in from a glass roof that vaults upwards divided into one meter squares, covering the area over the rectangular atrium at the center of the building. Two beams cross under the raised glass roof, with flood lights attached. The sun shines through the roof, slightly angled towards the opposite side of the building, and leaving Silver's position slightly in shadow.
The walls on the left side of the hallway that blocked off the atrium are gone. Replaced with a part wrought iron, part wood railing kind of like that found on the lower two levels. Yet Silver can see that he is, in fact, on the fourth floor - albeit one that looks different than when he went in.
The walls hold a fresh set of white wash, tempered slightly by the presence of at least one sun symbol on each wall. The doors and door frames are fresh wood, if somewhat austere. Silver is not alone, as some ponies walk around here and elsewhere
Silver opens the door of the room, back into the hallway, and sees something rather different than he may recall
Light enters the hall. Natural sunlight, shining in from a glass roof that vaults upwards divided into one meter squares, covering the area over the rectangular atrium at the center of the building. Two beams cross under the raised glass roof, with flood lights attached. The sun shines through the roof, slightly angled towards the opposite side of the building, and leaving Silver's position slightly in shadow.
The walls on the left side of the hallway that blocked off the atrium are gone. Replaced with a part wrought iron, part wood railing kind of like that found on the lower two levels. Yet Silver can see that he is, in fact, on the fourth floor - albeit one that looks different than when he went in.
The walls hold a fresh set of white wash, tempered slightly by the presence of at least one sun symbol on each wall. The doors and door frames are fresh wood, if somewhat austere. Silver is not alone, as some ponies walk around here and elsewhere
>>122590
Silver blinks once, then again, then looks side to side at the new surroundings and the ponies that shouldn't be in there. He reaches out to the nearest one to get their attention.
Silver blinks once, then again, then looks side to side at the new surroundings and the ponies that shouldn't be in there. He reaches out to the nearest one to get their attention.
>>122591
Silver doesn't have to look far. Over to the left, Silver sees a mare walking at leisurely pace in his direction. A nun. She wears a simple black habit that raises where in covers her ears, and has no coloring other than a white garment around her neck
Silver doesn't have to look far. Over to the left, Silver sees a mare walking at leisurely pace in his direction. A nun. She wears a simple black habit that raises where in covers her ears, and has no coloring other than a white garment around her neck
>>122593
Silver feels something, without feeling the full detailed tactile sensations he would normally associate with touching a garment. It's something there, but it isn't soft or rough or smooth or wrinkled.
She pulls back at the touch. And narrows her eyes
"Are you looking for somepony?" She says to him looking at him
Silver feels something, without feeling the full detailed tactile sensations he would normally associate with touching a garment. It's something there, but it isn't soft or rough or smooth or wrinkled.
She pulls back at the touch. And narrows her eyes
"Are you looking for somepony?" She says to him looking at him
>>122594
The feeling makes the fur on the back of his neck stand on end. It's just wrong to him. He pauses for a moment before a question comes to him.
"Excuse me, Sister, what is the date today?"
The feeling makes the fur on the back of his neck stand on end. It's just wrong to him. He pauses for a moment before a question comes to him.
"Excuse me, Sister, what is the date today?"
>>122595
She blinks, and her mouth is partly open
"It's the twelfth, I think, of April. Nine forty four. Tuesday."
She looks at him for another moment in silence, maybe a second and a half
"Do you have a daughter or somepony close to you that you expect to be released today?"
She blinks, and her mouth is partly open
"It's the twelfth, I think, of April. Nine forty four. Tuesday."
She looks at him for another moment in silence, maybe a second and a half
"Do you have a daughter or somepony close to you that you expect to be released today?"
>>122598
The old pony's eyes widen.
April nine forty...I think I am having stroke...
Nervously, he smiles. "I...do believe so, but I think I will be fine, Sister...?"
The old pony's eyes widen.
April nine forty...I think I am having stroke...
Nervously, he smiles. "I...do believe so, but I think I will be fine, Sister...?"
>>122599
She turns her head ever so slightly to the right. Still looking at Silver. Her mouth closes. Then she says
"North o' the' Dam. This floor is for the sisters and patients with higher needs. Who are you looking for?"
\r
She turns her head ever so slightly to the right. Still looking at Silver. Her mouth closes. Then she says
"North o' the' Dam. This floor is for the sisters and patients with higher needs. Who are you looking for?"
\r
[1d20-1 = -14]
>>122601
Bluff: Silver says the first thing that comes to mind. "I am looking for Willow."
>>122601
Bluff: Silver says the first thing that comes to mind. "I am looking for Willow."
>>122602
Her eyes open up "Wippy Willow? Oh yes, she should be coming up soon from her treatment. I'm not sure she's ready to be released yet though. I think she's on a court order...."
She kind of trails off, with less confidence in her most recent words
Her eyes open up "Wippy Willow? Oh yes, she should be coming up soon from her treatment. I'm not sure she's ready to be released yet though. I think she's on a court order...."
She kind of trails off, with less confidence in her most recent words
>>122607
As soon as she's out of sight, the old unicorn releases a breath he didn't know he was holding. His legs get a bit wobbly underneath him. He shakily trots over the railing down into the atrium, the one that not 30 minutes ago was host to a very brutal massacre by his own hooves.
As soon as she's out of sight, the old unicorn releases a breath he didn't know he was holding. His legs get a bit wobbly underneath him. He shakily trots over the railing down into the atrium, the one that not 30 minutes ago was host to a very brutal massacre by his own hooves.
>>122608
>>122609
Trotting over to the railing, Silver can find that his hoof can go no further than to the railing itself - not over it. But his vision extends further, and down to the floor he can see that it is a set of dull greyish stone tiles that break up the otherwise oppressive atmosphere impossed by the bright, whitewashed walls. There is no hint of bodies or blood.... but still Silver can vaguely smell burned clothing. A smell that is added to by a slight smell of disinfectant and bleach. A mare walks past, naked, as does another, and one is visible on the second floor as well. From off in the distance is the sound of a foal crying.
>>122609
Trotting over to the railing, Silver can find that his hoof can go no further than to the railing itself - not over it. But his vision extends further, and down to the floor he can see that it is a set of dull greyish stone tiles that break up the otherwise oppressive atmosphere impossed by the bright, whitewashed walls. There is no hint of bodies or blood.... but still Silver can vaguely smell burned clothing. A smell that is added to by a slight smell of disinfectant and bleach. A mare walks past, naked, as does another, and one is visible on the second floor as well. From off in the distance is the sound of a foal crying.
>>122610
"I must be having stroke..."
The unicorn slumps down into a sitting position, holding a forehoof to his head. "April 944...I was not even born yet..."
After a minute of catching his breath, he trots back to look in the small armory he just left.
"I must be having stroke..."
The unicorn slumps down into a sitting position, holding a forehoof to his head. "April 944...I was not even born yet..."
After a minute of catching his breath, he trots back to look in the small armory he just left.
>>122611
Entering the room, he finds it to be, as before, a long common room with two separate other rooms on the right. This room is actually a bit simpler, with a white tile floor, a white washed right wall, and the far wall painted a sort of ocean blue color. There is a table, a wooden chair, and a simple but fluffy couch. One window on the far side opens to outside, looking onto ocean, and letting some light shine in, with rays falling nearly directly below the window. There is an oil lamp, but no electric lights. Looking over to the two side rooms each have a bed but are otherwise mostly plain, and the doors have windows and locks from the outside.
Entering the room, he finds it to be, as before, a long common room with two separate other rooms on the right. This room is actually a bit simpler, with a white tile floor, a white washed right wall, and the far wall painted a sort of ocean blue color. There is a table, a wooden chair, and a simple but fluffy couch. One window on the far side opens to outside, looking onto ocean, and letting some light shine in, with rays falling nearly directly below the window. There is an oil lamp, but no electric lights. Looking over to the two side rooms each have a bed but are otherwise mostly plain, and the doors have windows and locks from the outside.
>>122612
He just shakes his head. "Oh no..."
The old pony paces out in the hallway, wondering what to do now that he has obviously lost his marbles. Ultimately, he decides to follow whatever is causing the scent of burnt clothes.
He just shakes his head. "Oh no..."
The old pony paces out in the hallway, wondering what to do now that he has obviously lost his marbles. Ultimately, he decides to follow whatever is causing the scent of burnt clothes.
>>122613
As Silver moves back into the hallway, he comes upon three mares. One, a little further away is North, who has turned and is looking to the other two. The other two are a daffodil yellow mare with a white shirt, and another nun, this one clearly a white unicorn cover completely in black. The yellow mare rocks her head side to side, and moves her mouth as if in mumbling, and does not seem to notice Silver, or even focus her eyes forward. The Unicorn nun tugs at the daffodil mare with a yellow magic glow, trying to pull her forward.
The mares seem to be coming from the stairwell, as the door closes Silver can see stone steps like those on lower floors, and can smell the smell of burned clothing coming stronger from the stairwell
As Silver moves back into the hallway, he comes upon three mares. One, a little further away is North, who has turned and is looking to the other two. The other two are a daffodil yellow mare with a white shirt, and another nun, this one clearly a white unicorn cover completely in black. The yellow mare rocks her head side to side, and moves her mouth as if in mumbling, and does not seem to notice Silver, or even focus her eyes forward. The Unicorn nun tugs at the daffodil mare with a yellow magic glow, trying to pull her forward.
The mares seem to be coming from the stairwell, as the door closes Silver can see stone steps like those on lower floors, and can smell the smell of burned clothing coming stronger from the stairwell
>>122614
Silver continues to follow the scent, wondering what could be causing it.
Is it hallucination like everything else? Or is it real?
Silver continues to follow the scent, wondering what could be causing it.
Is it hallucination like everything else? Or is it real?
>>122615
Only faint, but it does seem that the air caries it stronger nearer the stairwell. As Silver passes, North says to Silver and to the other two
"Oh! It's the father! Here is Willow"
She looks back to the Daffodil mare, who audibly mumbles to herself and rocks her head back and forth. She pays no mind to the alleged father. The nun looks over towards Silver
Only faint, but it does seem that the air caries it stronger nearer the stairwell. As Silver passes, North says to Silver and to the other two
"Oh! It's the father! Here is Willow"
She looks back to the Daffodil mare, who audibly mumbles to herself and rocks her head back and forth. She pays no mind to the alleged father. The nun looks over towards Silver
>>122616
Silver stops in his pursuit of the smell, and looks towards Willow. "...Willow? Is that you?"
Silver stops in his pursuit of the smell, and looks towards Willow. "...Willow? Is that you?"
>>122617
The mare actually does look up, and over to Silver. Her eyes are magenta. Her mouth keeps moving, occasionally stopping, evidently talking at low volume. She says nothing to Silver, however. Partly covered by the collar of her shirt on her neck are a couple darker spots with some lost fur that Silver by now can recognize as electrical burns
The mare actually does look up, and over to Silver. Her eyes are magenta. Her mouth keeps moving, occasionally stopping, evidently talking at low volume. She says nothing to Silver, however. Partly covered by the collar of her shirt on her neck are a couple darker spots with some lost fur that Silver by now can recognize as electrical burns
>>122618
Already knowing the answer, Silver points the burn marks out to the Sisters and asks, "What are those from?"
Already knowing the answer, Silver points the burn marks out to the Sisters and asks, "What are those from?"
>>122619
North tries to answer
"I... I think it's from her treatment. She has mania"
With an air of almost indignation, the white unicorn nun interjects, looking over towards North and then to Silver. She speaks, with a voice that sounds older and harsher
"The doctor says she has Premature dementia, and has prescribed treatment accordingly. If you ask me, she's been conversing with demons."
She looks back to Willow, who at least sometimes looks in the direction of people who are talking, only to then again look off into the distance down the hall.
North tries to answer
"I... I think it's from her treatment. She has mania"
With an air of almost indignation, the white unicorn nun interjects, looking over towards North and then to Silver. She speaks, with a voice that sounds older and harsher
"The doctor says she has Premature dementia, and has prescribed treatment accordingly. If you ask me, she's been conversing with demons."
She looks back to Willow, who at least sometimes looks in the direction of people who are talking, only to then again look off into the distance down the hall.
>>122621
She answers, with a tone of no apology
"Electrically induced seizures, yes. So says the doctor. And a healthy dose of prayer time, so says I."
Willow looks down the hall and says something under her breath every few seconds, occasionally nodding
She answers, with a tone of no apology
"Electrically induced seizures, yes. So says the doctor. And a healthy dose of prayer time, so says I."
Willow looks down the hall and says something under her breath every few seconds, occasionally nodding
>>122623
She's talking at a really low volume, and her head is pointed further down the hallway, slightly to the right
"The cats jump to the moon and live on the far side?"
Pause
She nods
"Can you take me there?"
She pauses, and moves her head forward, more eager
"My daughter will be there?"
Short pause
"But.... I am stuck here"
A much longer pause. She nods
"I see"
She's talking at a really low volume, and her head is pointed further down the hallway, slightly to the right
"The cats jump to the moon and live on the far side?"
Pause
She nods
"Can you take me there?"
She pauses, and moves her head forward, more eager
"My daughter will be there?"
Short pause
"But.... I am stuck here"
A much longer pause. She nods
"I see"
>>122624
I wonder who she is talking to...
Silver pats the mare's back, while trying to discreetly smell if the burnt clothes smell is coming from her.
I wonder who she is talking to...
Silver pats the mare's back, while trying to discreetly smell if the burnt clothes smell is coming from her.
>>122625
The smell is not coming from her, and has actually dissipated somewhat since they entered. And yet, there is a slight - very slight - smell of burning fur from her
She speaks a little more
"Wait?"
And this time, it sounds as if there is a whispered reply
"Just take me home"
Another whisper
"And be with the cats"
The smell is not coming from her, and has actually dissipated somewhat since they entered. And yet, there is a slight - very slight - smell of burning fur from her
She speaks a little more
"Wait?"
And this time, it sounds as if there is a whispered reply
"Just take me home"
Another whisper
"And be with the cats"
>>122625
>>122626
When Silver pats the back, he feels like his hoof is completely numb. He can feel that it is touching something, but he can feel no details of it. Silver's hoof comes down on the shirt. Her ears twitch back, and her fur goes from a completely upright position to one ever so slightly relaxed
>>122626
When Silver pats the back, he feels like his hoof is completely numb. He can feel that it is touching something, but he can feel no details of it. Silver's hoof comes down on the shirt. Her ears twitch back, and her fur goes from a completely upright position to one ever so slightly relaxed
>>122628
Her fur relaxes a bit again, but she keeps staring forward, almost like a dog at alert.
"Tell me when it comes" she whispered
The nun speaks to Silver
"She is not ready to go home"
Her fur relaxes a bit again, but she keeps staring forward, almost like a dog at alert.
"Tell me when it comes" she whispered
The nun speaks to Silver
"She is not ready to go home"
>>122630
"Guh! The court ordered her to treatment by a doctor. She needs an exorcist. But the Doctor has his own ways"
She looks down to Willow, who is silent now, and has turned her body to look at the three
"She's only been here a few weeks. Give her more time"
"Guh! The court ordered her to treatment by a doctor. She needs an exorcist. But the Doctor has his own ways"
She looks down to Willow, who is silent now, and has turned her body to look at the three
"She's only been here a few weeks. Give her more time"
>>122632
There is a distant whipser
"Well, give her love now while you are visting. She tried to stab a stallion on the street, the court says she is here as long as the doctor says she is harmful to self and others. She can't go home with you."
Willow sounds more joyful
"I can jump to the moon, like the cats, and see my daughter!"
She smiles, turning her head and looking over into the atrium
There is a distant whipser
"Well, give her love now while you are visting. She tried to stab a stallion on the street, the court says she is here as long as the doctor says she is harmful to self and others. She can't go home with you."
Willow sounds more joyful
"I can jump to the moon, like the cats, and see my daughter!"
She smiles, turning her head and looking over into the atrium
>>122634
She smiles, looking definitely contented. Her mane is cut somewhat short, but still messy. Silver's hoof feels completely as if numb when petting her, only barely registering that he is touching anything. But her mane moves with the pets. She sits down, and stares up into the glass ceiling over the atrium to the blue sky above
"Like the cats"
The nun says to her
"She may be released when the doctor approves. She's had her parental rights taken away, just a reminder. If your granddaughter is with you, she is to stay with you"
She smiles, looking definitely contented. Her mane is cut somewhat short, but still messy. Silver's hoof feels completely as if numb when petting her, only barely registering that he is touching anything. But her mane moves with the pets. She sits down, and stares up into the glass ceiling over the atrium to the blue sky above
"Like the cats"
The nun says to her
"She may be released when the doctor approves. She's had her parental rights taken away, just a reminder. If your granddaughter is with you, she is to stay with you"
>>122635
How quickly I've already adopted this mare, and she likely doesn't exist...
He nods, and continues to pet Willow to help keep her calm and happy. He begins to wonder if he'll even be able to feel his hoof after he's finished.
How quickly I've already adopted this mare, and she likely doesn't exist...
He nods, and continues to pet Willow to help keep her calm and happy. He begins to wonder if he'll even be able to feel his hoof after he's finished.
>>122636
The numbness extends only to the touch itself. Otherwise, Silver feels mostly fine. Mostly. Maybe a little dizzy
"Well, we can't stay in the hallway forever. She needs to come into the room now. Come on"
The nun turns away, and tries to open the door, while North goes towards the door as well.
Willow stands up again, looking again outside, up through the glass ceiling in the atrium
The numbness extends only to the touch itself. Otherwise, Silver feels mostly fine. Mostly. Maybe a little dizzy
"Well, we can't stay in the hallway forever. She needs to come into the room now. Come on"
The nun turns away, and tries to open the door, while North goes towards the door as well.
Willow stands up again, looking again outside, up through the glass ceiling in the atrium
>>122638
"Now!"
Standing up, Willow looks forward, and when both mares are turned, Willow jumps forward towards the railing, placing her forehooves over the top
"Now!"
Standing up, Willow looks forward, and when both mares are turned, Willow jumps forward towards the railing, placing her forehooves over the top
>>122640
Willow's forelegs go over, and her hind legs push upwards.
When she hits the railing, the two nuns look back and try to intervene. The unicorn grabs her shirt with magic, the other nun tries to run forward to pull on her
Roll grapple
Willow's forelegs go over, and her hind legs push upwards.
When she hits the railing, the two nuns look back and try to intervene. The unicorn grabs her shirt with magic, the other nun tries to run forward to pull on her
Roll grapple
>>122644
Silver pulls on her, and when this happens she falls down next to the railing, onto her back, looking up at Silver, with her two hooves together over her chest as he stands overtop of her. Silver can feel her with that strange, numb feeling.
But when Silver pulls her down, something happens. A phantom version of her - the image of her, but translucent - remains in her place on the railing. The yellow magic rips the shirt off the ghostly double, and North grabs for a hoof, and fails. The phantom manages her rear hooves over, and then presses forward, jumping off the railing.
She laughs the way down, filling the atrium with her laughter, until after a second and a half there is a loud "clump" sound. The nuns rush to the railing
But beneath Silver, the more solid version of Willow looks up at him. The magenta in her eyes bleeds away, replaced by a pure black that takes up her irises, and ever increasingly the whites as well.
She smiles, and starts to laugh, looking up at Silver
Silver pulls on her, and when this happens she falls down next to the railing, onto her back, looking up at Silver, with her two hooves together over her chest as he stands overtop of her. Silver can feel her with that strange, numb feeling.
But when Silver pulls her down, something happens. A phantom version of her - the image of her, but translucent - remains in her place on the railing. The yellow magic rips the shirt off the ghostly double, and North grabs for a hoof, and fails. The phantom manages her rear hooves over, and then presses forward, jumping off the railing.
She laughs the way down, filling the atrium with her laughter, until after a second and a half there is a loud "clump" sound. The nuns rush to the railing
But beneath Silver, the more solid version of Willow looks up at him. The magenta in her eyes bleeds away, replaced by a pure black that takes up her irises, and ever increasingly the whites as well.
She smiles, and starts to laugh, looking up at Silver
>>122646
From downstairs, a mare's scream is heard. This is swiftly followed by North, then the nun, who place their hooves up to their faces in horror.
But Willow still looks up to Silver in a sort of glee, taking heavy breaths and laughing maniacally, if at a volume reduced for lack of air.
She does not speak. But Silver can hear a voice, male, as if from the distance
"I am Maar. She is with me now, and her granddaughter nearly followed as well."
From downstairs, a mare's scream is heard. This is swiftly followed by North, then the nun, who place their hooves up to their faces in horror.
But Willow still looks up to Silver in a sort of glee, taking heavy breaths and laughing maniacally, if at a volume reduced for lack of air.
She does not speak. But Silver can hear a voice, male, as if from the distance
"I am Maar. She is with me now, and her granddaughter nearly followed as well."
>>122648
"Stand against me and see oblivion. But there are secrets hidden in the stars. You too may see these"
She keeps laughing at Silver for a moment longer.
But the sensation of hoof against her fades. The light fades. The laughing is slowly replaced by a tinnitus-ringing, louder and louder. Silver sees stars and added brightness, before darkness. Then his eyes adjust. He is standing up, looking down, onto the floor next to the armory room.
The whitewash is faded. The railing has long since been closed up and replaced with solid wall. The sun hanging in the hallway is gone. The nuns are gone. The only real light is from a lantern in the armory room.
Silver feels a little dizzy, his vision has a "spin" to it, and his ears ring.
"Stand against me and see oblivion. But there are secrets hidden in the stars. You too may see these"
She keeps laughing at Silver for a moment longer.
But the sensation of hoof against her fades. The light fades. The laughing is slowly replaced by a tinnitus-ringing, louder and louder. Silver sees stars and added brightness, before darkness. Then his eyes adjust. He is standing up, looking down, onto the floor next to the armory room.
The whitewash is faded. The railing has long since been closed up and replaced with solid wall. The sun hanging in the hallway is gone. The nuns are gone. The only real light is from a lantern in the armory room.
Silver feels a little dizzy, his vision has a "spin" to it, and his ears ring.
>>122649
"...ughhhh...mulp...mmmmulp...mulp..." Silver keeps his eyes firmly closed and puts a hoof in an ear as he tries to correct his tinnitus.
"...ughhhh...mulp...mmmmulp...mulp..." Silver keeps his eyes firmly closed and puts a hoof in an ear as he tries to correct his tinnitus.
>>122650
As is the nature of such ringing, it remains even when all sensory input is cut off. So too do certain lights, sometimes in color, parade before Silver's tightly closed eyes. But the effects of both start to fade, and Silver returns closer to normal.
As is the nature of such ringing, it remains even when all sensory input is cut off. So too do certain lights, sometimes in color, parade before Silver's tightly closed eyes. But the effects of both start to fade, and Silver returns closer to normal.
>>122651
As things return closer to normal, he continues his chuckling from the vision. "...I pissed Maar off."
As things return closer to normal, he continues his chuckling from the vision. "...I pissed Maar off."
>>122652
Blue Skies is looking at Silver when he opens his eyes
"Are you alright?"
She twists her head
Johann walks out
"Then you have done something right"
Blue Skies is looking at Silver when he opens his eyes
"Are you alright?"
She twists her head
Johann walks out
"Then you have done something right"
>>122653
"Yeah, yeah, it will pass. Just dizziness." He slowly sits up. "Maar tried showing me vision of this place back when it was mental hospital. He tricked mare into killing herself by jumping off railing. Tried to say that facing him is facing oblivion."
"Yeah, yeah, it will pass. Just dizziness." He slowly sits up. "Maar tried showing me vision of this place back when it was mental hospital. He tricked mare into killing herself by jumping off railing. Tried to say that facing him is facing oblivion."
>>122654
Blue Skies twists her facial expression to one of deep, horrified concern
Johann's golden eyes light up
"And that is what he will say. He may well have killed the mare, he may just be taking credit for misfortune. Both are likely for him. Do not underestimate him. But stay resolute against him."
Blue Skies twists her facial expression to one of deep, horrified concern
Johann's golden eyes light up
"And that is what he will say. He may well have killed the mare, he may just be taking credit for misfortune. Both are likely for him. Do not underestimate him. But stay resolute against him."
>>122655
"I do not fear him. But it seems he is angered by defeat of his cultists, and especially by means which those cultists who faced me in particular died. When we face Maakie, we should expect he will do something to aid Maakie in fight." He pats Skies' shoulder, and looks around. "So, how long was I out?"
"I do not fear him. But it seems he is angered by defeat of his cultists, and especially by means which those cultists who faced me in particular died. When we face Maakie, we should expect he will do something to aid Maakie in fight." He pats Skies' shoulder, and looks around. "So, how long was I out?"
>>122656
Skies:
"Not very long. You just ran out and seemed to have a spasm. Are you sure you are alright? It almost looked like a stroke, or seizure or.... something"
Johann steps forward more closely
"His power in this world is limited. He cannot act except through followers - though he can exert quite a degree of control on them. Neutralize them, and you limit his power. Be careful though. He can slip through any crack"
Skies:
"Not very long. You just ran out and seemed to have a spasm. Are you sure you are alright? It almost looked like a stroke, or seizure or.... something"
Johann steps forward more closely
"His power in this world is limited. He cannot act except through followers - though he can exert quite a degree of control on them. Neutralize them, and you limit his power. Be careful though. He can slip through any crack"
>>122657
Silver chuckles again. "To be honest, I thought I was having stroke at first, too. Asking nun what date was and having her tell me it was two months before I was even born..."
He looks back to Johann. "That is probably why he is so angry. I killed his priest, myself."
Silver chuckles again. "To be honest, I thought I was having stroke at first, too. Asking nun what date was and having her tell me it was two months before I was even born..."
He looks back to Johann. "That is probably why he is so angry. I killed his priest, myself."
>>122658
At the first of Silver's statement, his expression is grave
"He can sometimes replay events from past time. He is ever watchful, and remembers. He may embellish, he may not. But he will show you what he thinks he needs to make his point."
But at Silver's next statement, he smiles, at least to the extent griffin's can
"Heheh. Really?"
At the first of Silver's statement, his expression is grave
"He can sometimes replay events from past time. He is ever watchful, and remembers. He may embellish, he may not. But he will show you what he thinks he needs to make his point."
But at Silver's next statement, he smiles, at least to the extent griffin's can
"Heheh. Really?"
>>122659
Silver nods. "He cast this magic blade and threw it through air, after things had been completely lost for him. He met his end to my blade, like those he sent to face me previously."
He considers Johann's first reply. "So, do you think he will try to turn us against each other? Try to possess one of us and use them to attack others?"
Silver nods. "He cast this magic blade and threw it through air, after things had been completely lost for him. He met his end to my blade, like those he sent to face me previously."
He considers Johann's first reply. "So, do you think he will try to turn us against each other? Try to possess one of us and use them to attack others?"
>>122660
He nods, with a smile on his face
"Very good."
Then he answers
"Maar is a god of discord as surely as of madness. He will turn a community against itself, and always seeks to convert rather than to conquer. He will try. It's whether he will find a weak point to hammer that is the real question."
He nods, with a smile on his face
"Very good."
Then he answers
"Maar is a god of discord as surely as of madness. He will turn a community against itself, and always seeks to convert rather than to conquer. He will try. It's whether he will find a weak point to hammer that is the real question."
>>122661
"We will have to keep eye on each other, then." He stands up. "Well now, I suppose I was going to explore this floor, before all of that happened."
"We will have to keep eye on each other, then." He stands up. "Well now, I suppose I was going to explore this floor, before all of that happened."
>>122662
Blue Skies:
"I guess it's necessary to make sure this area is clear. But make it quick. We have a date with the remainder of the cultists here, and they may already be wise to us"
Blue Skies:
"I guess it's necessary to make sure this area is clear. But make it quick. We have a date with the remainder of the cultists here, and they may already be wise to us"
Iron hums softly as he saunters over the munitions off, inspecting what sort of neat trinkets there are.
He glances at Johann, puzzled at his inquiry. "What is this item you are searching look like?" he asks
He glances at Johann, puzzled at his inquiry. "What is this item you are searching look like?" he asks
>>122666
Johann comes back to Iron from a position he took outside of the room, and holds up one claw as demonstration. “A pistol. Small. Black, metal, except on the handle where it is wooden and brown. Comprised of two sections perpendicular to the other,. A silver barrel sticks slightly out the end of it.”
Johann comes back to Iron from a position he took outside of the room, and holds up one claw as demonstration. “A pistol. Small. Black, metal, except on the handle where it is wooden and brown. Comprised of two sections perpendicular to the other,. A silver barrel sticks slightly out the end of it.”
With a hum, Iron starts rummaging his excessively large bulge for a bit, sticking his tongue out in concentration as his hoof moved aside the fabrics before pulling the somewhat average-sized pistol. "Something like this?"
>>122669
White Sands smiles at the display. Johann extends his head and twists it slightly in curiosity as Iron rummages, but his eyes go wide and mouth opens as Iron pulls out the pistol
“Ja! That’s it! That’s it!”
White Sands smiles at the display. Johann extends his head and twists it slightly in curiosity as Iron rummages, but his eyes go wide and mouth opens as Iron pulls out the pistol
“Ja! That’s it! That’s it!”
>>122670
Iron neatly passed the pistol to the griff in front of him casually. "Here you go," he responds, albeit with a small grimace and the slighest of ear folding from disappointment.
Iron neatly passed the pistol to the griff in front of him casually. "Here you go," he responds, albeit with a small grimace and the slighest of ear folding from disappointment.
>>122671
Johann delicately takes the pistol by the handle and pulls it closer to him, his eyes focused on the pistol
"Your service to Boreas and to the Inquisition will be noted"
He inspects it, turning it side to side, and pulling back the slide with a "click" and letting it go forward with a "clack." He then opens his trench coat, and places the gun in a pocket on the left side.
Sands places a hoof behind Iron's head on his neck
"Don't feel bad. There will be more. We will find more."
Johann delicately takes the pistol by the handle and pulls it closer to him, his eyes focused on the pistol
"Your service to Boreas and to the Inquisition will be noted"
He inspects it, turning it side to side, and pulling back the slide with a "click" and letting it go forward with a "clack." He then opens his trench coat, and places the gun in a pocket on the left side.
Sands places a hoof behind Iron's head on his neck
"Don't feel bad. There will be more. We will find more."
>>122673
With a nod towards Johann, Iron tenses slightly before softening at hearing Sands' words, opting to lean his neck back towards her hoof as he grins softly. "I hope you are right," he responds
With a nod towards Johann, Iron tenses slightly before softening at hearing Sands' words, opting to lean his neck back towards her hoof as he grins softly. "I hope you are right," he responds
>>122674
White Sands:
“This place is made for siphoning money off of poor bastards. I’m sure they have some of *that* around here somewhere”
She pets a little more, her hoof diffing into Iron’s long and unruly mane
Blue Skies, just walking back in:
“The Government will pay bounties”
White Sands:
“This place is made for siphoning money off of poor bastards. I’m sure they have some of *that* around here somewhere”
She pets a little more, her hoof diffing into Iron’s long and unruly mane
Blue Skies, just walking back in:
“The Government will pay bounties”
>>122675
Hearing the mix of encouragement and opportunity, Iron can't help but feel invigorated as he straightens his head out and ready to move out. "Right!" he proclaims "We shall proceed with the mission."
An awkward pose as the native stands there for a good ten seconds before glancing at Skies. "Where are we supposed to go from here?" he asks
Hearing the mix of encouragement and opportunity, Iron can't help but feel invigorated as he straightens his head out and ready to move out. "Right!" he proclaims "We shall proceed with the mission."
An awkward pose as the native stands there for a good ten seconds before glancing at Skies. "Where are we supposed to go from here?" he asks
>>122676
“I can tell you there should be more opponents the next building over in Administration. I can also tell you that not every stone has been turned over here”
“I can tell you there should be more opponents the next building over in Administration. I can also tell you that not every stone has been turned over here”
>>122678
Humming softly, Iron decides to nod at Skies. "Fair enough," he starts "I will take some time to turn over some stones around these parts." He glances back at Sands. "Follow me," he commands softly, going over to the door "I will be sure that changeling does not foalnap you."
Humming softly, Iron decides to nod at Skies. "Fair enough," he starts "I will take some time to turn over some stones around these parts." He glances back at Sands. "Follow me," he commands softly, going over to the door "I will be sure that changeling does not foalnap you."
>>122680
With Sands on his tail, Iron peeks out of the room, wondering what sort of hidden stones he can unturn somewhere along these rooms.
With Sands on his tail, Iron peeks out of the room, wondering what sort of hidden stones he can unturn somewhere along these rooms.
>>122682
Iron daintily walks over to the nearest door to the right around said corner, attempting to open said door.
Iron daintily walks over to the nearest door to the right around said corner, attempting to open said door.
>>122683
The door has steel to it, and likewise seems to be locked. There is a large wooden door frame with a plate over it
The door has steel to it, and likewise seems to be locked. There is a large wooden door frame with a plate over it
>>122684
Iron inspects the door slightly, before lightly bonking the door with a foreleg to test its strength.
Iron inspects the door slightly, before lightly bonking the door with a foreleg to test its strength.
>>122685
The door has a slight give to it, implying a mundane lock rather than a steel bar on the other side. But it's also not wooden, and will not crack
The door has a slight give to it, implying a mundane lock rather than a steel bar on the other side. But it's also not wooden, and will not crack
>>122688
The (not so) elderly pony is pat. He looks over gratefully at the (not so) griffon next to him.
The (not so) elderly pony is pat. He looks over gratefully at the (not so) griffon next to him.
>>122691
Iron turns around, his rear to the door. Then, he picks up, and.... BUCKS IT
His hooves hit square in the middle, denting it slightly, and knocking it right off both the hinge and the lock, the lock giving way first, and sending it flying back across a room, slightly to the right.
White Sands, standing to his side, jumps back in shock. Blue Skies peaks over holding her crossbow, looking in
"Damn"
Iron turns around, his rear to the door. Then, he picks up, and.... BUCKS IT
His hooves hit square in the middle, denting it slightly, and knocking it right off both the hinge and the lock, the lock giving way first, and sending it flying back across a room, slightly to the right.
White Sands, standing to his side, jumps back in shock. Blue Skies peaks over holding her crossbow, looking in
"Damn"
>>122694
"Hmmm.... I'll think about it. I've never handled a rifle before"
She walks forward a little to try to take a look into the room
"Hmmm.... I'll think about it. I've never handled a rifle before"
She walks forward a little to try to take a look into the room
>>122693
Iron huffs softly before pushing the door open, looking back to Sands with a small smile and one little chuckle before stepping in, ready to see what sort of mysteries this room holds.
Iron huffs softly before pushing the door open, looking back to Sands with a small smile and one little chuckle before stepping in, ready to see what sort of mysteries this room holds.
>>122696
>>122697
This room looks closest in nature to an office
There is a wooden desk, some papers, A big, wooden cabinet over in the left, two chairs before the desk and another on the wall by the left, a table, a bigger file cabinet nearer the back, a book shelf with some books on it, a carpet, and some other decorative items, including two separate paintings, one a portrait of a griffin in a naval-esque suit, and another of waving hitting a shore with a lighthouse and a windmill under the orange sky of twilight.
Probably the most interesting thing in the room is a stuffed Manticore on the far right. It is partly standing up and a higher ceiling helps. Still, the creature takes up a decent portion of a large rectangular room. The manticore is in the middle of a roar, with big fangs, but still conveys a faint expression of fear in its presumably now artificial eyes.
The walls are white, and the floor is wooden except where there is carpet.
>>122697
This room looks closest in nature to an office
There is a wooden desk, some papers, A big, wooden cabinet over in the left, two chairs before the desk and another on the wall by the left, a table, a bigger file cabinet nearer the back, a book shelf with some books on it, a carpet, and some other decorative items, including two separate paintings, one a portrait of a griffin in a naval-esque suit, and another of waving hitting a shore with a lighthouse and a windmill under the orange sky of twilight.
Probably the most interesting thing in the room is a stuffed Manticore on the far right. It is partly standing up and a higher ceiling helps. Still, the creature takes up a decent portion of a large rectangular room. The manticore is in the middle of a roar, with big fangs, but still conveys a faint expression of fear in its presumably now artificial eyes.
The walls are white, and the floor is wooden except where there is carpet.
>>122698
Iron's ears droop as he walks inside the room, rummaging around the room as he tries to find any valuables first and foremost.
[1d20+1 = 12]
<Search roll
Iron's ears droop as he walks inside the room, rummaging around the room as he tries to find any valuables first and foremost.
[1d20+1 = 12]
<Search roll
>>122692
>Who
Iron, Silver, (Midnight?), Blue Skies, the new Griffin who wears a fedora and a trench coat, and White Sands
>What
They are exploring another room on the fourth floor
>When
Nowish, but basically sometime after the battle
>Why
To see if there is anything interesting there
>Who
Iron, Silver, (Midnight?), Blue Skies, the new Griffin who wears a fedora and a trench coat, and White Sands
>What
They are exploring another room on the fourth floor
>When
Nowish, but basically sometime after the battle
>Why
To see if there is anything interesting there
>>122700
There is no obvious valuables out in the open. But opening the cabinets in the back reveals a can of some kind of munitions, bottles of wine and whiskey, a locked steel safe, a pair of wooden cleg shoes, two rings, a telescope, and a big leather belt
>>122699
Aside from a brass trinket paper weight that seems to be a miniature of some important griffin building, there are papers. A couple file folders, and papers
>>122702
Where is the Fourth Floor, and you are basically in the Northeast Corner. Hi
There is no obvious valuables out in the open. But opening the cabinets in the back reveals a can of some kind of munitions, bottles of wine and whiskey, a locked steel safe, a pair of wooden cleg shoes, two rings, a telescope, and a big leather belt
>>122699
Aside from a brass trinket paper weight that seems to be a miniature of some important griffin building, there are papers. A couple file folders, and papers
>>122702
Where is the Fourth Floor, and you are basically in the Northeast Corner. Hi
>>122707
>>122706
Opening the door leads to a small little foyer, with a mat on the ground with blue trim. The foyer area is smal, maybe two meters long. To the right there is a coat pole, with a single coat on it. It's somewhat uncomfortable looking fur coat. Green. On the ground is a set of boots. To the left are some shelves, including a hat and a cane.
On the other side is another double door, this one a soft brown but also having recessed panels. But it is closed. There is a simple steel lock closing it from the outside.
>>122706
Opening the door leads to a small little foyer, with a mat on the ground with blue trim. The foyer area is smal, maybe two meters long. To the right there is a coat pole, with a single coat on it. It's somewhat uncomfortable looking fur coat. Green. On the ground is a set of boots. To the left are some shelves, including a hat and a cane.
On the other side is another double door, this one a soft brown but also having recessed panels. But it is closed. There is a simple steel lock closing it from the outside.
>>122708
Iron looks at the room in mild confusion, unsure what even is this. "...what is this place?"
Iron looks at the room in mild confusion, unsure what even is this. "...what is this place?"
>>122714
Yes. Another griffin for Midnight to bond with. This one is male.
"They are here, as far as I know. Two have gone through the doors on the left"
>>122715
Relatively short fur, but a greenish tint, a little bright and closer to the yellow range. Not particularly fluffy, though at least somewhat soft. Honestly it's not clear why any creature would find this fashionable, unless maybe it's their natural coat color
Yes. Another griffin for Midnight to bond with. This one is male.
"They are here, as far as I know. Two have gone through the doors on the left"
>>122715
Relatively short fur, but a greenish tint, a little bright and closer to the yellow range. Not particularly fluffy, though at least somewhat soft. Honestly it's not clear why any creature would find this fashionable, unless maybe it's their natural coat color
>>122721
Johann looks over, and he too moves his head back, though a bit less dramatically
Blue Shekels:
"That.... that might be from a pony"
Johann looks over, and he too moves his head back, though a bit less dramatically
Blue Shekels:
"That.... that might be from a pony"
>>122722
Silver slowly looks back to the coat, and considers its properties and color again. "...Oh." He quickly drops it back in the pile, a little disgusted. "Just like selling unicorn and kirin horns. Why am I not surprised?"
Silver slowly looks back to the coat, and considers its properties and color again. "...Oh." He quickly drops it back in the pile, a little disgusted. "Just like selling unicorn and kirin horns. Why am I not surprised?"
>>122723
Shekels walks around it, keeping about a foot and a half of distance
"What the hell is wrong with these creatures"
Johann:
"In some circles.... the harder an item is to get, the more of a status symbol it is to wear"
Shekels walks around it, keeping about a foot and a half of distance
"What the hell is wrong with these creatures"
Johann:
"In some circles.... the harder an item is to get, the more of a status symbol it is to wear"
>>122727
It's a door like you might expect within a house, but with an external lock closing handles on the door
It's a door like you might expect within a house, but with an external lock closing handles on the door
[1d20+2 = 18]
>>122728
Strength: Silver turns his hind end towards the door, and attempts to mimic Iron's door-smashing feat.
>>122728
Strength: Silver turns his hind end towards the door, and attempts to mimic Iron's door-smashing feat.
>>122729
Crack
Silver may not be as strong as Iron, but he's still got a bit of strength in him. The lock does not break. The wooden handles on the door, however, break off, and the door opens inwards, hitting something on the side and bouncing off, partly closing.
It's open
Crack
Silver may not be as strong as Iron, but he's still got a bit of strength in him. The lock does not break. The wooden handles on the door, however, break off, and the door opens inwards, hitting something on the side and bouncing off, partly closing.
It's open
>>122713
Iron doesn't even begin to understand what the room's purpose is, swiftly returning to pillage that safe over in the other room.
Iron doesn't even begin to understand what the room's purpose is, swiftly returning to pillage that safe over in the other room.
>>122731
>>122732
A "thud" inside, and the two can see into what is evidently a bedroom.
The walls are mostly a bluish color, and here too are they decorated with a a couple paintings, one being of a city scape of low rise buildings and canals, and another of a sailing ship. On the right is a large bed, kingsize, with huge fluffy pillows and white bedspread. Over top of the bed, recessed into the wall is a glass that covers over a saber sword with intricate hilt. Opposite the bed is a television, and on the side closer to the ponies, a day bed. The wall on the right has two windows that are covered up, and there are electric lights over the top. There is a dresser on the nearby wall, and a night stand to either side of the bed, as well as a radio to the bed's far side. On the far side is a cracked open door on the left that has a leather leash leading in from the bed, and to the right is a fully open door that reveals a bathroom with marble sinks and.... a Jacuzzi?
>>122733
It looks fairly solid. Small, steel and cube shaped
>>122732
A "thud" inside, and the two can see into what is evidently a bedroom.
The walls are mostly a bluish color, and here too are they decorated with a a couple paintings, one being of a city scape of low rise buildings and canals, and another of a sailing ship. On the right is a large bed, kingsize, with huge fluffy pillows and white bedspread. Over top of the bed, recessed into the wall is a glass that covers over a saber sword with intricate hilt. Opposite the bed is a television, and on the side closer to the ponies, a day bed. The wall on the right has two windows that are covered up, and there are electric lights over the top. There is a dresser on the nearby wall, and a night stand to either side of the bed, as well as a radio to the bed's far side. On the far side is a cracked open door on the left that has a leather leash leading in from the bed, and to the right is a fully open door that reveals a bathroom with marble sinks and.... a Jacuzzi?
>>122733
It looks fairly solid. Small, steel and cube shaped
>>122734
You know what's gonna happen next
Iron tries his best to force the lock open with a much needed bash from the body.
[1d20+10 = 16]
<Unarmed Strike
You know what's gonna happen next
Iron tries his best to force the lock open with a much needed bash from the body.
[1d20+10 = 16]
<Unarmed Strike
>>122734
"Okay, this has to be Maakie's room."
Silver trots over to the displayed saber to inspect it.
"Okay, this has to be Maakie's room."
Silver trots over to the displayed saber to inspect it.
>>122735
Bam!
The safe gets pushed back, and into the wall with a loud thud, and it hurts. Bone is not as strong as steel, and Iron's right rear hoof is in pain from this
>>122737
It's approximately a saber, a rather long but kind of thin slightly curved single edged blade. The cross guard is intricate, perhaps overly so, like a string of steel tied in a knot, and there is an engraving on the handle. Above it is the sheath, which is itself engraved with initials like "R.S.N"
>>122736
Maybe not, but let's keep going
Bam!
The safe gets pushed back, and into the wall with a loud thud, and it hurts. Bone is not as strong as steel, and Iron's right rear hoof is in pain from this
>>122737
It's approximately a saber, a rather long but kind of thin slightly curved single edged blade. The cross guard is intricate, perhaps overly so, like a string of steel tied in a knot, and there is an engraving on the handle. Above it is the sheath, which is itself engraved with initials like "R.S.N"
>>122736
Maybe not, but let's keep going
>>122738
Iron's hoof recoils back, letting out a series of 'ow' as he clip clops back, stabilizing his breath from the steel boobytrap.
Iron's hoof recoils back, letting out a series of 'ow' as he clip clops back, stabilizing his breath from the steel boobytrap.
>>122743
"I would assume it is Maakie's own personal weapon. I am unsure if it is real or ceremonial."
"I would assume it is Maakie's own personal weapon. I am unsure if it is real or ceremonial."
>>122744
Opens slightly, Silver can see off to the left that there is some clothing, so it must be a closet, and....
BAM
There is an attempt to close the door on Silver
Opens slightly, Silver can see off to the left that there is some clothing, so it must be a closet, and....
BAM
There is an attempt to close the door on Silver
>>122750
Midnight flings the door open
Inside it's a rectangular shaped room with some suits and houseclothing, but above all
"Ah!"
A frightened creature before her. A beak, red fur, wings, a simple blue mane, purple eyes, and ears that seem backwards from that of a pony. Female and somewhat small, wearing black socks on her rear, hooved legs, and a golden necklace around her neck. There is a leather tie around her right foreclaw
Midnight flings the door open
Inside it's a rectangular shaped room with some suits and houseclothing, but above all
"Ah!"
A frightened creature before her. A beak, red fur, wings, a simple blue mane, purple eyes, and ears that seem backwards from that of a pony. Female and somewhat small, wearing black socks on her rear, hooved legs, and a golden necklace around her neck. There is a leather tie around her right foreclaw
>>122755
Silver tries to match Midnight in looking nonthreatening. "Who are you? What are you doing here?"
Silver tries to match Midnight in looking nonthreatening. "Who are you? What are you doing here?"
>>122756
She moves, and again tries to hide her body off to the right off the doorway, now placing herself behind some clothing and hiding herself behind a dark purple bathrobe
"I am.... Undertow... I am just a servant. What do you want?"
She's breathing heavily, and definitely sounds frightened
She moves, and again tries to hide her body off to the right off the doorway, now placing herself behind some clothing and hiding herself behind a dark purple bathrobe
"I am.... Undertow... I am just a servant. What do you want?"
She's breathing heavily, and definitely sounds frightened
>>122757
Silver motions to himself with a hoof.
"I am Silver Sword, and this pony here with me is Midnight Lily. We, along with our other companions, are here on assignment by Baltimare government to put end to what is going on here. We are here to help, we have no interest in hurting you."
Silver motions to himself with a hoof.
"I am Silver Sword, and this pony here with me is Midnight Lily. We, along with our other companions, are here on assignment by Baltimare government to put end to what is going on here. We are here to help, we have no interest in hurting you."
>>122758
She comes out from behind the rack of clothing, showing more of herself. She's a darker red color, with a mostly pony-like body, and she doesn't look particularly fatigued or starved.
"They raided? They raided?"
She's silent for a moment, then her eyes narrow
"Took them long enough"
She comes out from behind the rack of clothing, showing more of herself. She's a darker red color, with a mostly pony-like body, and she doesn't look particularly fatigued or starved.
"They raided? They raided?"
She's silent for a moment, then her eyes narrow
"Took them long enough"
>>122759
Silver nods, sadly.
"I know. There have been many evil things that have taken place here. It should have been stopped before. I suppose you were Maakie's personal servant, judging from your location."
Silver nods, sadly.
"I know. There have been many evil things that have taken place here. It should have been stopped before. I suppose you were Maakie's personal servant, judging from your location."
>>122760
She moves a little, and takes a careful look at the stallion before her
"You could say that, yes."
She moves a little, and takes a careful look at the stallion before her
"You could say that, yes."
>>122761
Silver continues to avoid (or at least tries to avoid) looking threatening, which might be difficult from his slightly bloodied appearance. He smiles at her. "You have my word, you will not be harmed."
Silver continues to avoid (or at least tries to avoid) looking threatening, which might be difficult from his slightly bloodied appearance. He smiles at her. "You have my word, you will not be harmed."
>>122762
She exits out into the room, looking behind herself at Silver
"The City sent you, you say?"
The leash, still tied to her, moves with her. It's long enough to at least allow her to go most places in the room
She exits out into the room, looking behind herself at Silver
"The City sent you, you say?"
The leash, still tied to her, moves with her. It's long enough to at least allow her to go most places in the room
>>122766
It's a bit tough, but it does cut through, and she pulls up her claw and closes it
"Cuts better than ceramic vase shades, thankfully"
It's a bit tough, but it does cut through, and she pulls up her claw and closes it
"Cuts better than ceramic vase shades, thankfully"
>>122768
"Of course I tried. It's locked away behind plastic and glass, and at any rate he doesn't like it when you try to take it"
"Of course I tried. It's locked away behind plastic and glass, and at any rate he doesn't like it when you try to take it"
[1d20+8 = 20]
>>122773
Silver sighs, unsheathes his greatsword, and strikes at the glass with the pommel.
>>122773
Silver sighs, unsheathes his greatsword, and strikes at the glass with the pommel.
>>122774
The glass shatters. But it doesn't shatter open. There is something within it that makes it tougher, more resistant to breaking
The glass shatters. But it doesn't shatter open. There is something within it that makes it tougher, more resistant to breaking
>>122778
It cracks further, and silver goes through into a layer underneath, cracking through the other side. There is a definite hole in the glass-like panel, though it does not run the length of the sword
It cracks further, and silver goes through into a layer underneath, cracking through the other side. There is a definite hole in the glass-like panel, though it does not run the length of the sword
>>122779
"They really built this display well. Maakie must have prized this sword."
He tries to widen it by smacking his sword handle against the hole's sides.
"They really built this display well. Maakie must have prized this sword."
He tries to widen it by smacking his sword handle against the hole's sides.
>>122780
She nods
"He didn't want me to take it, that's for sure"
Again, it doesn't break like normal glass, and only with effort does the hole get wider
She nods
"He didn't want me to take it, that's for sure"
Again, it doesn't break like normal glass, and only with effort does the hole get wider
>>122781
Silver continues until he can remove the sword and its sheath from it's place. He reads the initials on the sheath. "'R.S.N'. Royal Skyfall Navy?"
Silver continues until he can remove the sword and its sheath from it's place. He reads the initials on the sheath. "'R.S.N'. Royal Skyfall Navy?"
>>122782
"Yep. He was a Lieutenant in the Navy, or something. I don't know, I didn't care much to pay attention. But he loves that sword"
"Yep. He was a Lieutenant in the Navy, or something. I don't know, I didn't care much to pay attention. But he loves that sword"
>>122783
Silver smiles slightly malevolently. "Good."
He puts the saber in his bags, and looks to Undertow.
"So, what will you do, now?"
Silver smiles slightly malevolently. "Good."
He puts the saber in his bags, and looks to Undertow.
"So, what will you do, now?"
>>122785
"Not yet, no, but he is still in this building, we know where he is, and we just dealt with number of his underlings in central atrium. We are going to attack him and who else he has left with him."
"Not yet, no, but he is still in this building, we know where he is, and we just dealt with number of his underlings in central atrium. We are going to attack him and who else he has left with him."
>>122787
"I am not expecting you to accept, but if you wanted to help settle score with him, we found small number of rifles."
"I am not expecting you to accept, but if you wanted to help settle score with him, we found small number of rifles."
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When would be a good time for us to play again?
>>122807
Silver looks more concerned with Iron's hoof. "Do you need me to look at your hoof for you? You look kind of hurt."
Silver looks more concerned with Iron's hoof. "Do you need me to look at your hoof for you? You look kind of hurt."
>>122808
Iron quickly shakes his head, pointing at the malicious safe next to the two. "If you wish to make me feel better, then open that thing," he retorts.
Iron quickly shakes his head, pointing at the malicious safe next to the two. "If you wish to make me feel better, then open that thing," he retorts.
>>122809
Silver looks at it. "If we can get back to Khoi, we can trade one of rifles on your back in exchange for hammer. Then we can try to open it." He motions to the hippogriff now with them. "But first, our new party member needs weapon."
Silver looks at it. "If we can get back to Khoi, we can trade one of rifles on your back in exchange for hammer. Then we can try to open it." He motions to the hippogriff now with them. "But first, our new party member needs weapon."
>>122812
White Sands, pulling away a the end of burnt of cigarette that surely must've been extinguished minutes ago with an aura of dark green light, says,
"Bet one of those fat chickens has a key on them"
Johann looks over at White Sands in offense
White Sands, pulling away a the end of burnt of cigarette that surely must've been extinguished minutes ago with an aura of dark green light, says,
"Bet one of those fat chickens has a key on them"
Johann looks over at White Sands in offense
>>122813
Iron nods, but looks around to find no griffons save for that beaked investigator next to Sands, humming softly. "Where would it be?" he wonders
Iron nods, but looks around to find no griffons save for that beaked investigator next to Sands, humming softly. "Where would it be?" he wonders
>>122817
Her eyes go back, and she moves back a little
"My... my name is Undertoe. I've been kept here as a servant..."
Her eyes go back, and she moves back a little
"My... my name is Undertoe. I've been kept here as a servant..."
>>122818
With a nod, Iron steps forth. "Do you know the room's owner?" he asks tentatively, with almost giddy excitement
With a nod, Iron steps forth. "Do you know the room's owner?" he asks tentatively, with almost giddy excitement
>>122819
She breathes in, then breathes out, pulling back into a position in the doorway that separates the foyer and the office
"Yes..."
She breathes in, then breathes out, pulling back into a position in the doorway that separates the foyer and the office
"Yes..."
>>122821
Blue Shekels, who has been peering around the desk, opening drawers, looking through them, going into the hallway and peering around, and now looks skeptically at the new rescuee, volunteers:
"Come back for it. Either we strike Maakie first, or he strikes us.... and I think there are more of them..."
Blue Shekels, who has been peering around the desk, opening drawers, looking through them, going into the hallway and peering around, and now looks skeptically at the new rescuee, volunteers:
"Come back for it. Either we strike Maakie first, or he strikes us.... and I think there are more of them..."
>>122822
Silver nods. "That is also good idea. It is not as though this area will become off limits after we face him."
Silver nods. "That is also good idea. It is not as though this area will become off limits after we face him."
>>122826
Johann:
"There are more? Very good"
Skies nods
White Sands says nothing, and Undertoe moves forward slightly and sheepishly says
"Alright..."
Johann:
"There are more? Very good"
Skies nods
White Sands says nothing, and Undertoe moves forward slightly and sheepishly says
"Alright..."
>>122828
White Sands in kind looks back to undertoe, who stares back and does not seem eager to move forward past the stallions.
Eventually Blue Skies exits the room, then Johann, then White Sands, while Undertoe remains in the doorway to the other room
White Sands in kind looks back to undertoe, who stares back and does not seem eager to move forward past the stallions.
Eventually Blue Skies exits the room, then Johann, then White Sands, while Undertoe remains in the doorway to the other room
>>122829
Iron narrows his brow, looking at the hippogriff questioningly before beckoning her to move past the stallions to follow the group. "Come on," he responds "Unless you seek to reunite with your slavemasters instead."
Iron narrows his brow, looking at the hippogriff questioningly before beckoning her to move past the stallions to follow the group. "Come on," he responds "Unless you seek to reunite with your slavemasters instead."
>>122830
To this she gives a more intense look, almost a glare. But she cautiously moves forward, taking a "long route" and only breaking eye contact with Iron to look at Silver, and once Johann (who is in front of Iron, and past him). But she comes forward, though still not past Iron
To this she gives a more intense look, almost a glare. But she cautiously moves forward, taking a "long route" and only breaking eye contact with Iron to look at Silver, and once Johann (who is in front of Iron, and past him). But she comes forward, though still not past Iron
>>122831
Iron rolls his eyes as he plants himself in a way where she's in front of the others, with Iron at the backlines.
Iron rolls his eyes as he plants himself in a way where she's in front of the others, with Iron at the backlines.
>>122835
The sneeze almost Startles Skies, who turns around and looks back, while Johann pulls back a little, and covers the top of his beak with his right claw, looking with a slight mixture of judgement and concern towards Iron
>>122833
She looks to him
"Alright"
And walks up beside him, but separate two feet or so, as much as the narrow corridors and rooms will allow
The sneeze almost Startles Skies, who turns around and looks back, while Johann pulls back a little, and covers the top of his beak with his right claw, looking with a slight mixture of judgement and concern towards Iron
>>122833
She looks to him
"Alright"
And walks up beside him, but separate two feet or so, as much as the narrow corridors and rooms will allow
>>122837
The group goes ahead. Skies in the front, Johann near her, presumably Silver and Undertoe next, then Iron who has White Sands near him
The group goes ahead. Skies in the front, Johann near her, presumably Silver and Undertoe next, then Iron who has White Sands near him
>>122838
Iron makes sure to wrap a foreleg around Sands' barrel, to ensure she doesn't disappear due to that nefarious soultaker
Iron makes sure to wrap a foreleg around Sands' barrel, to ensure she doesn't disappear due to that nefarious soultaker
>>122839
She could use the warmth, as she feels fairly cold, coming closer to Iron. She seems to share Iron's suspicion of the Hippogriff, as she looks forward towards her
She could use the warmth, as she feels fairly cold, coming closer to Iron. She seems to share Iron's suspicion of the Hippogriff, as she looks forward towards her
>>122838
Silver makes sure he doesn't make Undertow/Undertoe uncomfortable while they return to the atrium.
Silver makes sure he doesn't make Undertow/Undertoe uncomfortable while they return to the atrium.
>>122841
>>122839
tfw wrote everything but lost it when writing the last word
Undertoe looks back, but moves forward with increasing confidence as they go down first the wooden stairs, then the stone stairs, then down to the first floor and exit into the hallway
As soon as the ponies enter the hallway, they stumble upon Jubilosa, who seemed to be running, and halted, scratching into the tile floor to avoid sliding. She wears and expression of startlement and fear that does not completely dissipate when she recognizes who is coming out of the stairwell. She mouths something to the ponies, though she does not say it outloud.
Further down the hall, from around the corner and from the atrium, there is the sound of barking. A higher pitched, "yip" barking, and a lower pitched, louder, rough Woof
>>122839
tfw wrote everything but lost it when writing the last word
Undertoe looks back, but moves forward with increasing confidence as they go down first the wooden stairs, then the stone stairs, then down to the first floor and exit into the hallway
As soon as the ponies enter the hallway, they stumble upon Jubilosa, who seemed to be running, and halted, scratching into the tile floor to avoid sliding. She wears and expression of startlement and fear that does not completely dissipate when she recognizes who is coming out of the stairwell. She mouths something to the ponies, though she does not say it outloud.
Further down the hall, from around the corner and from the atrium, there is the sound of barking. A higher pitched, "yip" barking, and a lower pitched, louder, rough Woof
>>122844
Jubilosa draws nearer, and says to Iron
"Somecreature came in. In the atrium"
>>122845
Going down and then peering into the atrium from the East side, Silver can see the scene
There is a big, burly Diamond Dog draped in red with white trim and golden patterns. He is carrying what resembles a single edged sword, with the blade extending with a triangular shape past a point near the end. He is growling at Mala, who does not seem to have his own sword but is growling, moving back and forth. The dog will make a swipe as Mala moves back, while trying to come in to stop the second intruder: a griffin. He wears a white robe and tries to dance around to untie other griffins on the ground who sometimes call out in a foreign language. Every now and then, Mala will have enough distance to lung towards this griffin, causing him to retreat, but not for long, and not by much
Jubilosa draws nearer, and says to Iron
"Somecreature came in. In the atrium"
>>122845
Going down and then peering into the atrium from the East side, Silver can see the scene
There is a big, burly Diamond Dog draped in red with white trim and golden patterns. He is carrying what resembles a single edged sword, with the blade extending with a triangular shape past a point near the end. He is growling at Mala, who does not seem to have his own sword but is growling, moving back and forth. The dog will make a swipe as Mala moves back, while trying to come in to stop the second intruder: a griffin. He wears a white robe and tries to dance around to untie other griffins on the ground who sometimes call out in a foreign language. Every now and then, Mala will have enough distance to lung towards this griffin, causing him to retreat, but not for long, and not by much
>>122848
Silver runs into the atrium, intending to help support Mala and keep the robed griffon at bay.
"Ублюдок с перьями!"
Silver runs into the atrium, intending to help support Mala and keep the robed griffon at bay.
"Ублюдок с перьями!"
>>122850
He sees a big, burly diamond dog near the center of the room, moving forward. Mala is in full retreat, running towards the opposite corner, and the Diamond Dog follows to give him no respite. Meanwhile, a white robed griffin is trying to untie a another griffin, before looking up to Silver, who seems to want to challenge him. Prisoner griffins holler and yell in foreign tongues to harass their captors and encourage their rescuers
>>122849
The white robed griffin hears this, looking up towards Silver, readying one of those wavy daggers
He sees a big, burly diamond dog near the center of the room, moving forward. Mala is in full retreat, running towards the opposite corner, and the Diamond Dog follows to give him no respite. Meanwhile, a white robed griffin is trying to untie a another griffin, before looking up to Silver, who seems to want to challenge him. Prisoner griffins holler and yell in foreign tongues to harass their captors and encourage their rescuers
>>122849
The white robed griffin hears this, looking up towards Silver, readying one of those wavy daggers
>>122851
Silver points the sword towards the griffon while trying to keep him away from the prisoners.
"You are outnumbered and outmatched. Surrender and you will not be harmed."
Silver points the sword towards the griffon while trying to keep him away from the prisoners.
"You are outnumbered and outmatched. Surrender and you will not be harmed."
>>122851
Iron cocks his head at the scene, unsure of what's going on, turning to Sands."What is this place?"
Iron cocks his head at the scene, unsure of what's going on, turning to Sands."What is this place?"
>>122854
Iron nods once, quick to remember. "Right," he responds before turning to the potential enemies.
Iron nods once, quick to remember. "Right," he responds before turning to the potential enemies.
[1d20+5 = 12]
>>122854
Charge: Silver charges the robed griffon, sword pommel first to try to knock him out.
>>122854
Charge: Silver charges the robed griffon, sword pommel first to try to knock him out.
[1d20+5 = 18]
>>122856
The griffin moves back, and Silver only just barely misses him. But miss him he does. The Griffin moves and tries to strike him with his dagger
>>122856
The griffin moves back, and Silver only just barely misses him. But miss him he does. The Griffin moves and tries to strike him with his dagger
[1d20+1 = 7]
>>122855
The Dog himself now looks over towards Iron, and raises his sword
Roll initiative
>>122855
The Dog himself now looks over towards Iron, and raises his sword
Roll initiative
[1d20+4 = 13]
>>122858
The dagger just barely finds its way past his armor, but the wound is little more than a cut for him.
>>122858
The dagger just barely finds its way past his armor, but the wound is little more than a cut for him.
>>122860
Though the griffin may have been happy to have a nick, his face betrays a look of dismay when Silver does not run from him
Hit
Though the griffin may have been happy to have a nick, his face betrays a look of dismay when Silver does not run from him
Hit
[1d20+5 = 17]
>>122864
He is hit upside the head around the beak with an "umph"
But he looks back, steadies himself, and swipes back at iron with his wavy dagger
>>122864
He is hit upside the head around the beak with an "umph"
But he looks back, steadies himself, and swipes back at iron with his wavy dagger
[1d20+4 = 5]
>>122865
Barely a miss. The dagger glances off his armor like a ray of light.
Silver strikes at the griffon again, hoping to knock him out with this next one.
>>122865
Barely a miss. The dagger glances off his armor like a ray of light.
Silver strikes at the griffon again, hoping to knock him out with this next one.
>>122863
Iron gallops at the snarling dog, providing with a nice little tumble attempt.
[1d20+10 = 19]
<Melee touch attack
Iron gallops at the snarling dog, providing with a nice little tumble attempt.
[1d20+10 = 19]
<Melee touch attack
[1d20+5 = 18]
>>122868
Okay....
>>122867
Silver lurches forward, but to the side of the griffin. More than that, he loses balance, falling over, and onto the ground.
Meanwhile, the griffin staggers slightly back, moves forward, and attempts to plunge his dagger into the prone pony
>>122869
The dog himself charges forward, though not as quickly as Iron. He barks with a loud Woof. He's got the snub nose of Pitbull, and a brownish coloration
Iron hits
>>122868
Okay....
>>122867
Silver lurches forward, but to the side of the griffin. More than that, he loses balance, falling over, and onto the ground.
Meanwhile, the griffin staggers slightly back, moves forward, and attempts to plunge his dagger into the prone pony
>>122869
The dog himself charges forward, though not as quickly as Iron. He barks with a loud Woof. He's got the snub nose of Pitbull, and a brownish coloration
Iron hits
>>122870
With a snug hold of the dog's leg with his foreleg, Iron quickly pulls it up and towards him to make him trip.
[1d20+9 = 12]
<Trip attempt
With a snug hold of the dog's leg with his foreleg, Iron quickly pulls it up and towards him to make him trip.
[1d20+9 = 12]
<Trip attempt
[1d20+4 = 11]
>>122877
This is starting to look like a comedy of errors. The blade goes very wide, and Silver answers with another swing of his own.
>>122877
This is starting to look like a comedy of errors. The blade goes very wide, and Silver answers with another swing of his own.
>>122877
Taking the advantage in stride, the native slams a foreleg on the dog's back non-lethally.
[1d20+5 = 16]
<Power Striked Unarmed Attack
Taking the advantage in stride, the native slams a foreleg on the dog's back non-lethally.
[1d20+5 = 16]
<Power Striked Unarmed Attack
[1d20+6 = 26]
>>122882
Iron smashes down on the fallen dog with his two hooves, hitting him solidly in the upper chest with a "huh"
But the big dog pushes himself back up, and swipes at Iron with his sword
>>122883
Silver hits the creature solidly in the side of the head with his pommel. The griffin falls to the ground, unconscious before he hits it, and a second after that, Jubilosa is over him tying his claws together
>>122882
Iron smashes down on the fallen dog with his two hooves, hitting him solidly in the upper chest with a "huh"
But the big dog pushes himself back up, and swipes at Iron with his sword
>>122883
Silver hits the creature solidly in the side of the head with his pommel. The griffin falls to the ground, unconscious before he hits it, and a second after that, Jubilosa is over him tying his claws together
>>122886
Iron snarls at the enemy before leaning his head back and slamming it at the dog.
[1d20+5 = 6]
<Power Attacked Unarmed Strile
Iron snarls at the enemy before leaning his head back and slamming it at the dog.
[1d20+5 = 6]
<Power Attacked Unarmed Strile
>>122895
>>122896
While the dog is still on the ground, Silver - the only one of the trio still standing - slams the back of his head into the big brown Diamond Dog. It his him where the spine meets the head, and he falls down to the ground.
Mala rushes up with his sword, barking through a closed mouth. But he's there as the action is just over
>>122896
While the dog is still on the ground, Silver - the only one of the trio still standing - slams the back of his head into the big brown Diamond Dog. It his him where the spine meets the head, and he falls down to the ground.
Mala rushes up with his sword, barking through a closed mouth. But he's there as the action is just over
>>122900
Iron grumbles some more, swiping softly around him, still believing the fight is still ongoing.
Iron grumbles some more, swiping softly around him, still believing the fight is still ongoing.
>>122901
"Iron! He is downed!"
Silver looks over at Jubilosa and Mala. "Where are others? Are they safe?"
"Iron! He is downed!"
Silver looks over at Jubilosa and Mala. "Where are others? Are they safe?"
>>122898
>>122899
Blue Shekels looks down from over the second floor balcony, carrying her cross bow.
Johann walks out over the floor, looking at the whole sight, his beak hanging open
"By Boreas..."
Jublosa has tied up the griffin and is looking around to see who may have gotten loose, checking other ties.
Mala rushes over, barking with a sword in his mouth
Little nadirs and recesses in the floor space now have pools of blood and oil. The black and gold of the fuel oil mixes with the crimson red like the paint brush dip cup of a child's art class.
>>122902
Mala needs a moment to calm down, still barking
Jubilosa:
"They came in looking for the griffins here and were too powerful for us. I think Meadows and Loputu are hidden but.... I can't be sure"
Mala spits out the sword
"I tried to hold them off as long as possible.... There are more in this building, I know"
>>122899
Blue Shekels looks down from over the second floor balcony, carrying her cross bow.
Johann walks out over the floor, looking at the whole sight, his beak hanging open
"By Boreas..."
Jublosa has tied up the griffin and is looking around to see who may have gotten loose, checking other ties.
Mala rushes over, barking with a sword in his mouth
Little nadirs and recesses in the floor space now have pools of blood and oil. The black and gold of the fuel oil mixes with the crimson red like the paint brush dip cup of a child's art class.
>>122902
Mala needs a moment to calm down, still barking
Jubilosa:
"They came in looking for the griffins here and were too powerful for us. I think Meadows and Loputu are hidden but.... I can't be sure"
Mala spits out the sword
"I tried to hold them off as long as possible.... There are more in this building, I know"
[1d20+7 = 22]
>>122906
"IRON!"
Heal: Silver takes out his medkit, and does his best to heal the wounded earth pony's injuries.
>>122906
"IRON!"
Heal: Silver takes out his medkit, and does his best to heal the wounded earth pony's injuries.
>>122905
Jubilosa:
"Alright, I'll go check"
Jubilosa runs off, towards the entryway
Blue Shekels says:
"All clear up here"
She doesn't quiet shout it. It's spoken more softly than her distance would suggest
Mala has now calmed down now, and has a more intimidated sound in his voice:
"They were looking for other group of griffins... They found them. They know something is not right."
>>122907
Silver presses a hoof onto pools of blood coming out, and manages to half the bleeding, pressing hard and wrapping a bandage from around Iron's neck, then down, then around his forelegs, to apply pressure to his chest area.
Jubilosa:
"Alright, I'll go check"
Jubilosa runs off, towards the entryway
Blue Shekels says:
"All clear up here"
She doesn't quiet shout it. It's spoken more softly than her distance would suggest
Mala has now calmed down now, and has a more intimidated sound in his voice:
"They were looking for other group of griffins... They found them. They know something is not right."
>>122907
Silver presses a hoof onto pools of blood coming out, and manages to half the bleeding, pressing hard and wrapping a bandage from around Iron's neck, then down, then around his forelegs, to apply pressure to his chest area.
>>122912
"We defeated the group of them that lives here and some of the hired help. But their leader... and the ones who live in the town... they are here as well. As are some of their helpers. They know someone is here. I think they have for a while, but they are sending in townies now. Not just helpers"
"We defeated the group of them that lives here and some of the hired help. But their leader... and the ones who live in the town... they are here as well. As are some of their helpers. They know someone is here. I think they have for a while, but they are sending in townies now. Not just helpers"
>>122913
Silver nods. "Then we will defeat Maakie. Once everyone is gathered, we will plan our attack, and you will lead us to him." He reaches over, and pets Mala between the ears. "Good boy. You did great job defending captives."
Silver nods. "Then we will defeat Maakie. Once everyone is gathered, we will plan our attack, and you will lead us to him." He reaches over, and pets Mala between the ears. "Good boy. You did great job defending captives."
>>122915
Iron mumbles something as he gently swipes at where Mala's voice was last heard before snoring softly.
Iron mumbles something as he gently swipes at where Mala's voice was last heard before snoring softly.
>>122915
Silver considers his options. "We are out of healing items, and I only have tiny bit of medical supplies left...how far away would it be?"
Silver considers his options. "We are out of healing items, and I only have tiny bit of medical supplies left...how far away would it be?"
>>122919
Mala moves a little forward
"I don't think you'll want to go alone. You'll need to take everyone... or it won't go well if you encounter the leader of the hired help..."
Mala moves a little forward
"I don't think you'll want to go alone. You'll need to take everyone... or it won't go well if you encounter the leader of the hired help..."
>>122921
Shekels jumps ove rteh railing, and glides down to the other side of the room, tumbling on the floor. Johann walks up, still looking around
"I can see this group was.... defeated"
Shekels jumps ove rteh railing, and glides down to the other side of the room, tumbling on the floor. Johann walks up, still looking around
"I can see this group was.... defeated"
>>122922
Silver nods. "Mala knows of infirmiry. It is out of our way, and potentially occupied, but we are in dire need of medical supplies."
Silver nods. "Mala knows of infirmiry. It is out of our way, and potentially occupied, but we are in dire need of medical supplies."
>>122923
"I see..." He looks over again
"It looks like you all have taken a beating yourselves"
Shekels walks over
"Alright, we need to strike" he looks down to Iron
"If we still can"
"I see..." He looks over again
"It looks like you all have taken a beating yourselves"
Shekels walks over
"Alright, we need to strike" he looks down to Iron
"If we still can"
>>122925
Shekels
"Alright.... less try to quickly get some medical supplies before we strike like a hammer and anvil"
Shekels
"Alright.... less try to quickly get some medical supplies before we strike like a hammer and anvil"
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So.... how about we try to pick the game back up tomorrow? I should be free.
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Let's aim for tomorrow. Sound good?
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Beat the clock.
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>>123020
>boops
I'm not a player poner, but it looks like the interest in slowly raising.
Have faith in Celestia.
>boops
I'm not a player poner, but it looks like the interest in slowly raising.
Have faith in Celestia.
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>>123026
Lurkers are always nice. Activity has been pretty slow recently because a player has been mostly absent, but we expect to complete a quest soon, perhaps starting tomorrow.
You want any links to any particular scenes?
Actually, here is a link to the beginning of a fight sequence in this thread: >>121659
And here's a questioning sequence from a different quest-line with a story from an NPC that I take some pride in:
>>122180
Go ahead and give those a read. If yo have any questions, feel free to ask me
Lurkers are always nice. Activity has been pretty slow recently because a player has been mostly absent, but we expect to complete a quest soon, perhaps starting tomorrow.
You want any links to any particular scenes?
Actually, here is a link to the beginning of a fight sequence in this thread: >>121659
And here's a questioning sequence from a different quest-line with a story from an NPC that I take some pride in:
>>122180
Go ahead and give those a read. If yo have any questions, feel free to ask me
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Where do I even start with this? Is this just one thread of hundreds? Has anyone been recording since the beginning?
Seems I'm late to the party. :(
Seems I'm late to the party. :(
>>126821
Hello!
Occupied Equestria is an RP set in Equestria, a few years into the future in an alternate world where Equestria has been half conquered by Chrysalis's Changelings, and half conquered by a reactionary pony faction, with all of the princesses and elements deposed. Right now there are two groups (kind of three), one in the City of Baltimare in "Free Equestria," and one in the wilds of Winnysota's Iron Range.
We welcome new players
It has been going on a while, yes, and there are several threads.
This thread is the current thread https://mlpol.net/vx/res/125000+50.html
And this is the first ever thread
https://mlpol.net/vx/res/67940.html
Hello!
Occupied Equestria is an RP set in Equestria, a few years into the future in an alternate world where Equestria has been half conquered by Chrysalis's Changelings, and half conquered by a reactionary pony faction, with all of the princesses and elements deposed. Right now there are two groups (kind of three), one in the City of Baltimare in "Free Equestria," and one in the wilds of Winnysota's Iron Range.
We welcome new players
It has been going on a while, yes, and there are several threads.
This thread is the current thread https://mlpol.net/vx/res/125000+50.html
And this is the first ever thread
https://mlpol.net/vx/res/67940.html
>>126821
Hello. It is a bit to read through, but if you rather join in the latest thread, we can get you up to speed and join in if you would like.
Hello. It is a bit to read through, but if you rather join in the latest thread, we can get you up to speed and join in if you would like.
>>126821
If you're interested in joining the game, your first step is to decide what sort of pony you want to play, and then leave it up to the GM to place you. Its been going on a long time, and you're not expected to know everything that has happened.
The game functions based mostly on D&D 3.5e rules, but you won't need to know all that right out of the gate.
If you're interested in joining the game, your first step is to decide what sort of pony you want to play, and then leave it up to the GM to place you. Its been going on a long time, and you're not expected to know everything that has happened.
The game functions based mostly on D&D 3.5e rules, but you won't need to know all that right out of the gate.
Can Midnight look for Meadows?
>>126831
Yes, and she's not hard to find. Sitting alone on a bar stool, hunched over and clearly too big for the bar stool, next to a glass of water and a bowl of roasted peanuts, looking back out over the bar towards the door with an almost worried expression.
Yes, and she's not hard to find. Sitting alone on a bar stool, hunched over and clearly too big for the bar stool, next to a glass of water and a bowl of roasted peanuts, looking back out over the bar towards the door with an almost worried expression.
>>126832
The smaller mare parks herself in a stool besides Meadows.
"Do you mind having some company?"
The smaller mare parks herself in a stool besides Meadows.
"Do you mind having some company?"
>>126833
She turns over, around to Midnight. He eyes are a deeper, steel grey than she recalls from earlier. Wrinkles on her face have disappeared, Her coat is a darker sandy brown, and her mane is a darker Chestnut Brown.
"Why, yes. I was just waiting on that hornless pony... Dark Star, I think is his name, to return. He told me he may have a golden chain that belongs to me"
She turns over, around to Midnight. He eyes are a deeper, steel grey than she recalls from earlier. Wrinkles on her face have disappeared, Her coat is a darker sandy brown, and her mane is a darker Chestnut Brown.
"Why, yes. I was just waiting on that hornless pony... Dark Star, I think is his name, to return. He told me he may have a golden chain that belongs to me"
>>126834
"Ah... I do not think we will see him again til morning. But on a happier note, it looks like you are feeling better."
"Ah... I do not think we will see him again til morning. But on a happier note, it looks like you are feeling better."
>>126835
"Yes... The old, silver colored one gave me this jelly and... It made me feel much better, like I was decades younger. I am still very hungry, but not so tired anymore"
"Yes... The old, silver colored one gave me this jelly and... It made me feel much better, like I was decades younger. I am still very hungry, but not so tired anymore"
>>126836
"I am glad to hear that."
She pauses a moment
"You say you are hungry, would you like to come with me? I was just getting to go look for some food."
"I am glad to hear that."
She pauses a moment
"You say you are hungry, would you like to come with me? I was just getting to go look for some food."
>>126837
She smiles
"That would be delightful! But... What if Dark Star comes back with the griffin and the chain?"
She smiles
"That would be delightful! But... What if Dark Star comes back with the griffin and the chain?"
>>126838
Midnight giggles a bit
"Oh, he is with the griffin? Trust me Meadows, we will not see him until the morning"
Midnight giggles a bit
"Oh, he is with the griffin? Trust me Meadows, we will not see him until the morning"
>>126839
"Oh. Okay then..." She steps off of the stool, and stands next to it. She is completely naked, and areas of shorter and parted fur suggest the absence of jewelry where it would normally be worn. She almost looks like a wingless alicorn, with her thin belly, thin but long legs, and massive height. She looks back to Midnight, and lowers her muzzle so that, even though she is looking down, she looks as if she is looking up to Midnight, in a pose of deference. She smiles in a very warm way
"So... where can you take me?"
"Oh. Okay then..." She steps off of the stool, and stands next to it. She is completely naked, and areas of shorter and parted fur suggest the absence of jewelry where it would normally be worn. She almost looks like a wingless alicorn, with her thin belly, thin but long legs, and massive height. She looks back to Midnight, and lowers her muzzle so that, even though she is looking down, she looks as if she is looking up to Midnight, in a pose of deference. She smiles in a very warm way
"So... where can you take me?"
>>126840
Midnight can't help but smile back
"Well, let us see if there's someone who can recommend somewhere."
She looks for a bartender she can ask about local resteraunts.
Midnight can't help but smile back
"Well, let us see if there's someone who can recommend somewhere."
She looks for a bartender she can ask about local resteraunts.
>>126841
Glistening Glass is right there
"My bartender hasn't returned yet. But I am here? What do you need? A restaurant... Well, it's so late at night. There should be a diner open, and probably a few serving bats"
Glistening Glass is right there
"My bartender hasn't returned yet. But I am here? What do you need? A restaurant... Well, it's so late at night. There should be a diner open, and probably a few serving bats"