Along the shores of Baltimare Harbor, in the halls of old 33 Hoebuck, our heroes have discovered a dark secret. What started as a mundane mission to stop illegal immigrant smuggling has uncovered something far more horrific - a cult from Griffonia. The party has successfully challenged and defeated many of the cultists and hired criminals, but in the process, has nearly died themselves. Now, low on health, they must both recover and put an end to the evils in 33 Hoebuck once and for all - before it puts an end to them first.
Way up north, in the Iron Range of Whinnysota, the ponies their inquire into exact who or what is damaging so many machines. Investigating and following leads, they may unveil the faults and problems of the Haysabi Iron Mine, and gain favor with Changeling authorities.
Damn it, I missed 123,000
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>>123046
>>123047
Silver walks his way to the door that separates the southern dormitory building from the administrative building. Opening the door, he can immediately feel air rush onto him. Cooler and fresher, lacking that horrid burning cloth smell that now permeates the dormitory. Looking down the hallway no creature is visible along so much tile floor and whitewashed walls, unlit at the midnight hour.
Mala: "It's on the second floor, I think"
>>123047
Silver walks his way to the door that separates the southern dormitory building from the administrative building. Opening the door, he can immediately feel air rush onto him. Cooler and fresher, lacking that horrid burning cloth smell that now permeates the dormitory. Looking down the hallway no creature is visible along so much tile floor and whitewashed walls, unlit at the midnight hour.
Mala: "It's on the second floor, I think"
>>123049
Mala smiles back, moving his tail back and forth
Do you want to go down through the first floor in this building to find the staircase to go up, or go up to the second floor in the dormitory before going across?
Mala smiles back, moving his tail back and forth
Do you want to go down through the first floor in this building to find the staircase to go up, or go up to the second floor in the dormitory before going across?
>>123051
At this point, though only at this point, Khoi walks down. Her mouth hangs partly open, almost in a frown, and her ears droop. She says nothing.
Walking along the tile floor, Silver's hooves clop, a little louder than would be prefered, and the clopping reverberates down the hallway. Some light comes in near the center, evidently from a window or door to the illuminated outdoors. Walking along, he eventually makes it towards what seems to be a staircase in the center of the building
At this point, though only at this point, Khoi walks down. Her mouth hangs partly open, almost in a frown, and her ears droop. She says nothing.
Walking along the tile floor, Silver's hooves clop, a little louder than would be prefered, and the clopping reverberates down the hallway. Some light comes in near the center, evidently from a window or door to the illuminated outdoors. Walking along, he eventually makes it towards what seems to be a staircase in the center of the building
>>123053
She looks up at him, and her eyes betray much, with pain and sadness
"Who are these creatures?"
She looks up at him, and her eyes betray much, with pain and sadness
"Who are these creatures?"
>>123055
The creature is hugged. She doesn't seem to have been anticipating the hug, and even pulls away for a moment as Silver pulls on her. Scales cover her back and are kind of cold. But on the bottom of her barrel is more equine fur, and this is a softer touch
The creature is hugged. She doesn't seem to have been anticipating the hug, and even pulls away for a moment as Silver pulls on her. Scales cover her back and are kind of cold. But on the bottom of her barrel is more equine fur, and this is a softer touch
>>123056
Silver doesn't try to trap her in the hug. If she doesn't want it and she pulls back, he'll let go.
"What did you see?"
Silver doesn't try to trap her in the hug. If she doesn't want it and she pulls back, he'll let go.
"What did you see?"
>>123057
She doesn't push him off. At least, not when she realizes what he's doing. But she doesn't hug back either.
"They left their youngest in a room on the third floor. I tried to care for the chicks"
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She doesn't push him off. At least, not when she realizes what he's doing. But she doesn't hug back either.
"They left their youngest in a room on the third floor. I tried to care for the chicks"
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>>123060
"It is not out of place of what we have found, so far. Come, we are heading to infirmiry to treat our wounded before facing off against Maakie."
"It is not out of place of what we have found, so far. Come, we are heading to infirmiry to treat our wounded before facing off against Maakie."
>>123061
"Okay"
She moves her hooves along in a trot
"I came here to get away from civil war, not fight in one"
Opening a large, wooden door into the stairwell, here too the stairs go from an underground level to at least two floors above. The steps are concrete, and the walls are painted in whitewash. Though far from inviting, the whitewash is less old than in some locations, like the fourth floor of the dormitory
"Okay"
She moves her hooves along in a trot
"I came here to get away from civil war, not fight in one"
Opening a large, wooden door into the stairwell, here too the stairs go from an underground level to at least two floors above. The steps are concrete, and the walls are painted in whitewash. Though far from inviting, the whitewash is less old than in some locations, like the fourth floor of the dormitory
>>123062
"I am sorry, Khoi. It will not be too much longer."
Silver continues to look for the infirmiry.
"I am sorry, Khoi. It will not be too much longer."
Silver continues to look for the infirmiry.
>>123063
Silver, going to the second floor, opens a heavy wooden door onto the second level. It's less well lit even than the first level, with little light from outside coming in
Mala:
"I think it's one of these rooms"
His face betrays a look of uncertainty"
There are a few doors on both sides, some with plaques above them
Silver, going to the second floor, opens a heavy wooden door onto the second level. It's less well lit even than the first level, with little light from outside coming in
Mala:
"I think it's one of these rooms"
His face betrays a look of uncertainty"
There are a few doors on both sides, some with plaques above them
>>123065
One has nothing on it. The other seems to be covered up, though shifting around a piece of paper there seems to be "maternity ward" in faded white lettering. That has since been at least partly covered up
One has nothing on it. The other seems to be covered up, though shifting around a piece of paper there seems to be "maternity ward" in faded white lettering. That has since been at least partly covered up
>>123067
The good news for Silver sword: it doesn't seem like there are that many rooms on the second floor. Rather a few big ones
The good news for Silver sword: it doesn't seem like there are that many rooms on the second floor. Rather a few big ones
>>123071
Silver gets set in front of the door, motioning for the party to support him when he enters.
Silver gets set in front of the door, motioning for the party to support him when he enters.
>>123074
Opening the door (it is unlocked).....
The room is dark. There are the edges of two beds visible, at least, though most of the room is not visible in the darkness
Opening the door (it is unlocked).....
The room is dark. There are the edges of two beds visible, at least, though most of the room is not visible in the darkness
>>123076
Turning it on..... from Silver's position, he can see two beds on the opposing side with white sheets and a single dresser. There is a curtain on rails between them. Silver can now see that there are also beds on his side of the wall to the left and the right
Turning it on..... from Silver's position, he can see two beds on the opposing side with white sheets and a single dresser. There is a curtain on rails between them. Silver can now see that there are also beds on his side of the wall to the left and the right
>>123077
Silver lets out a sigh of relief at the lack of enemies. He first checks the dresser for medical supplies.
Silver lets out a sigh of relief at the lack of enemies. He first checks the dresser for medical supplies.
>>123080
The first dresser reveals a blanket, a surgical mask, a catheter, and a rag, but no medical supplies. But the room stretches on past the narrow light in both directions
The first dresser reveals a blanket, a surgical mask, a catheter, and a rag, but no medical supplies. But the room stretches on past the narrow light in both directions
>>123082
On each side of the room there are two beds against the wall, and then two opposite those. Eight total. At the very end are wooden doors with glass windows through them.
On each side of the room there are two beds against the wall, and then two opposite those. Eight total. At the very end are wooden doors with glass windows through them.
>>123084
Two rooms. One is smaller and looks something like an office, with a chair in it. The other is a big room with a sink, open space, and a number of drawers and cabinets
Two rooms. One is smaller and looks something like an office, with a chair in it. The other is a big room with a sink, open space, and a number of drawers and cabinets
>>123038
If we gain favor with the changelings, does that mean there might be even more changeling friends?
If we gain favor with the changelings, does that mean there might be even more changeling friends?
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Is anypony here?
Brie looks around with a start. Had he imagined it? Had he nodded off? No, there are the Lings sitting there, in the coach as before,.... He rubs his head for a moment, certain he could remember exploding in a vibrant display of blood and gore, and then nothingness. An intangible nothingness, which he berates himself momentarily for the redundancy, but something of a 'lapse', and yet here he is. Everything seems as it was. Odd.
>>123098
Over to his right in the carriage, a Changeling in white, gendarme fur coat taps against the carriage. To his left, and in front of Brie is a bigger, angrier looking Changeling wearing an officer’s cap and grey underneath a white coat.
“Well?”
His right fang is noticeably longer than his left
“What are you doing! You come and threaten our manager”
Over to his right in the carriage, a Changeling in white, gendarme fur coat taps against the carriage. To his left, and in front of Brie is a bigger, angrier looking Changeling wearing an officer’s cap and grey underneath a white coat.
“Well?”
His right fang is noticeably longer than his left
“What are you doing! You come and threaten our manager”
>>123100
Patting his coat for a moment to verify his fine sword and throwing knives were still on him, his face brightens and looks at the apparent captain.
"Ah, yes, the manager. No, I didn't come to threaten him, it just seemed like a good idea at the time. I came - on behalf of the Queen - to find out why production has faltered and who is responsible. I do hope none of you are party to the," he clears his throat artificially "arrangement that is going on between the mine, the sabotage, and all the rest."
Patting his coat for a moment to verify his fine sword and throwing knives were still on him, his face brightens and looks at the apparent captain.
"Ah, yes, the manager. No, I didn't come to threaten him, it just seemed like a good idea at the time. I came - on behalf of the Queen - to find out why production has faltered and who is responsible. I do hope none of you are party to the," he clears his throat artificially "arrangement that is going on between the mine, the sabotage, and all the rest."
>>123101
The Changeling commander, full of energy and rage, now steps back a half foot, and is silent for a moment. His head twitches and his big, solid blue right eye twitches
“So they have... they would be well to send a company, or battalion. Production has fallen because of agitators. They operate out of the woods, and come in at night or when they can blend in with the workers. We dismissed the native workers a few months ago for that very reason. I have gone through my drones personally. They do not have the courage I would expect of them, but they are not disloyal. No one here is helping the insurgents, except maybe disobedient ponies!”
Then he pauses for a moment
“It’s about time they sent someone to do something about these insurgents anyways. I don’t know why you’d want to wear the skin of a bat of all creatures. You stand out like that.”
The Changeling commander, full of energy and rage, now steps back a half foot, and is silent for a moment. His head twitches and his big, solid blue right eye twitches
“So they have... they would be well to send a company, or battalion. Production has fallen because of agitators. They operate out of the woods, and come in at night or when they can blend in with the workers. We dismissed the native workers a few months ago for that very reason. I have gone through my drones personally. They do not have the courage I would expect of them, but they are not disloyal. No one here is helping the insurgents, except maybe disobedient ponies!”
Then he pauses for a moment
“It’s about time they sent someone to do something about these insurgents anyways. I don’t know why you’d want to wear the skin of a bat of all creatures. You stand out like that.”
>>123102
"Now now, flattery will get you nowhere,...." He pauses for a moment. Seeing that the captain has stepped back, he slowly rises to his feet and steps out of the carriage. "So! I'm to understand that a bunch of rabble-rousers and guerilla ponies has evaded you and your drones?" Tsk tsk tsk. "You'll pardon me if I have a hard time buying that explanation. I mean I suppose its possible, but if thats the case it would be disappointing in the least. What can you tell me about these insurgents?"
"Now now, flattery will get you nowhere,...." He pauses for a moment. Seeing that the captain has stepped back, he slowly rises to his feet and steps out of the carriage. "So! I'm to understand that a bunch of rabble-rousers and guerilla ponies has evaded you and your drones?" Tsk tsk tsk. "You'll pardon me if I have a hard time buying that explanation. I mean I suppose its possible, but if thats the case it would be disappointing in the least. What can you tell me about these insurgents?"
"And he didn't even compliment me on the suit." Brie mutters to himself, deliberately loud enough to be heard.
>>123103
Zu Lang steps another step back, while the Changeling to Brie’s left moves slightly closer, looking down on Brie
Zu Lang to gendarme: “Ist er legitim?“
Responds: “ Ein anderer, der behauptete, von der Königin geschickt zu werden, hatte Papiere. Ich glaube schon”
He then looks over at Brie, opens his mouth and waves his tongue like a snake at Brie, and there’s a sensation almost if being pressed
To Zu Lang: “Er schmeckt wie ein Wechselbalg”
The gendarme moves back a step, and Zu Lang nods
Zu Lang Speaks to Brie:
“They are a menace everywhere. There are thousands of miles of forest, and two pits. The pits along are two square miles. Besides there are a thousand workers and dozens of machines. Our soldiers can only guard so much, while they can blend in among the workers. Besides the worriers themselves are supplied and emboldened by their ‘brethren’ who hide in the forest. They probably do half the attacks themselves. But they cannot he stopped until those who live in the forest are stopped.
They are likely few in number. We do not know if natives further north are helping them or not. They seem to be recruiting from among the workers, as they do not always report back. My drones are afraid of them. Not so much in the mines. Going into the woods”
>>123104
He looks back to Brie, noting his lack of military uniform
Zu Lang steps another step back, while the Changeling to Brie’s left moves slightly closer, looking down on Brie
Zu Lang to gendarme: “Ist er legitim?“
Responds: “ Ein anderer, der behauptete, von der Königin geschickt zu werden, hatte Papiere. Ich glaube schon”
He then looks over at Brie, opens his mouth and waves his tongue like a snake at Brie, and there’s a sensation almost if being pressed
To Zu Lang: “Er schmeckt wie ein Wechselbalg”
The gendarme moves back a step, and Zu Lang nods
Zu Lang Speaks to Brie:
“They are a menace everywhere. There are thousands of miles of forest, and two pits. The pits along are two square miles. Besides there are a thousand workers and dozens of machines. Our soldiers can only guard so much, while they can blend in among the workers. Besides the worriers themselves are supplied and emboldened by their ‘brethren’ who hide in the forest. They probably do half the attacks themselves. But they cannot he stopped until those who live in the forest are stopped.
They are likely few in number. We do not know if natives further north are helping them or not. They seem to be recruiting from among the workers, as they do not always report back. My drones are afraid of them. Not so much in the mines. Going into the woods”
>>123104
He looks back to Brie, noting his lack of military uniform
>>123105
Brie smirks at Zu Lang. "Kein Wechselbalg, nur eine wirklich clevere Fledermaus."
"Very well then. So I'm to, what, scour the forests? Has it not occurred to you to make an example of anypony?"
Brie smirks at Zu Lang. "Kein Wechselbalg, nur eine wirklich clevere Fledermaus."
"Very well then. So I'm to, what, scour the forests? Has it not occurred to you to make an example of anypony?"
>>123106
He closes his mouth and twists his head at the bat remark, twitching once
“It would be helpful. Or have the queen send more forces. My drones are afraid to go into the first for long, especially at night. Of course I make them do it anyways, but aside from clashes with native squatters last June and the occasional runaway they have not found much. I would rather not leave too few drones guarding the mill, rail line and mines. Maybe a bat would fair better.
Of course we’ve made examples of ponies. Those who are lazy, defiant, or let their machines be damaged. So long as they have friends in the woods, they are emboldened. It is hard to catch saboteurs anyways, and when we do, we prioritize information.”
He closes his mouth and twists his head at the bat remark, twitching once
“It would be helpful. Or have the queen send more forces. My drones are afraid to go into the first for long, especially at night. Of course I make them do it anyways, but aside from clashes with native squatters last June and the occasional runaway they have not found much. I would rather not leave too few drones guarding the mill, rail line and mines. Maybe a bat would fair better.
Of course we’ve made examples of ponies. Those who are lazy, defiant, or let their machines be damaged. So long as they have friends in the woods, they are emboldened. It is hard to catch saboteurs anyways, and when we do, we prioritize information.”
>>123107
Brie sighs and thinks for a moment. Not just thinks either, he tilts his head to the side, his eyes fixed at a non-specific point in the sky as though he's listening to someone whisper in his ear. His eyebrows furrow for a moment. "But thats...." he trails off, listening again. After a moment, his expression brightens again. "Night-time it is! You wouldn't happen to have any high explosives to spare would you? Perhaps I'm getting ahead of myself." He proffers his documentation to Zu Lang.
Brie sighs and thinks for a moment. Not just thinks either, he tilts his head to the side, his eyes fixed at a non-specific point in the sky as though he's listening to someone whisper in his ear. His eyebrows furrow for a moment. "But thats...." he trails off, listening again. After a moment, his expression brightens again. "Night-time it is! You wouldn't happen to have any high explosives to spare would you? Perhaps I'm getting ahead of myself." He proffers his documentation to Zu Lang.
>>123108
Zu Lang looks at the documentation, then hands if off to the Drone next to him, who looks at it, and hands it back to Brie
“This is a mining operation. Of course there are high explosives.”
Zu Lang looks at the documentation, then hands if off to the Drone next to him, who looks at it, and hands it back to Brie
“This is a mining operation. Of course there are high explosives.”
>>123112
Hi little pony! What is Spark doing now?
I think he was last talking to the Lieutenant about the prisoner
Hi little pony! What is Spark doing now?
I think he was last talking to the Lieutenant about the prisoner
>>123111
"Its a little early to say with any specificity, but I'm thinking of a high-altitude reconnaissance/infiltration, and then I'll figure it out from there. Blowing something the fuck up - whether thats the insurgents, their supplies/resources, or perhaps making essential movement routes impassable - is on the menu, but I'm not sure if thats the main course or simply dessert." He says with a bit of a glint in his eye and a mildly unnerving smile.
>>123112
Ayyy!
>>123113
Ayyy!
"Its a little early to say with any specificity, but I'm thinking of a high-altitude reconnaissance/infiltration, and then I'll figure it out from there. Blowing something the fuck up - whether thats the insurgents, their supplies/resources, or perhaps making essential movement routes impassable - is on the menu, but I'm not sure if thats the main course or simply dessert." He says with a bit of a glint in his eye and a mildly unnerving smile.
>>123112
Ayyy!
>>123113
Ayyy!
>>123115
He nods, and in this he is the most comfortable
“Aerial reconnaissance and support is something I sorely miss from the war. Their fires in particular must stick out. But don’t place too much faith in it either. The pine canopy is thick out there, and will cover nearly anything up. You will want to ask around to learn more about these... superstitious creatures, and you may want to sortie into the forest yourself”
>>123113
Hi pony. The bat is back and probably near onyx
>>123116
Yes, I think he was trying to get the prisoner free somehow. He could also go see Brie
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He nods, and in this he is the most comfortable
“Aerial reconnaissance and support is something I sorely miss from the war. Their fires in particular must stick out. But don’t place too much faith in it either. The pine canopy is thick out there, and will cover nearly anything up. You will want to ask around to learn more about these... superstitious creatures, and you may want to sortie into the forest yourself”
>>123113
Hi pony. The bat is back and probably near onyx
>>123116
Yes, I think he was trying to get the prisoner free somehow. He could also go see Brie
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>>123117
"Oh I've no doubt that they will have done their best to avoid scrutiny, particularly from the air. However, they will be practicing to elude Changeling fliers which - no offense - aren't known to have the strongest wings." he says with,... was that a diss? Hard to be sure.
"In any case, yes. I'll be going there in person. You're welcome, by the way."
"Oh I've no doubt that they will have done their best to avoid scrutiny, particularly from the air. However, they will be practicing to elude Changeling fliers which - no offense - aren't known to have the strongest wings." he says with,... was that a diss? Hard to be sure.
"In any case, yes. I'll be going there in person. You're welcome, by the way."
>>123120
"Demons? Heavens no" he waves his hoof dismissively. "But they may come out mumbling about me." he says, hiding his confusion about the reference to 'the wildlife'. "So then, to the explosives? Oh wait, one moment." He pokes his head in the carriage.
"Hallo Jungs. Interessiert an einem Mord?"
"Demons? Heavens no" he waves his hoof dismissively. "But they may come out mumbling about me." he says, hiding his confusion about the reference to 'the wildlife'. "So then, to the explosives? Oh wait, one moment." He pokes his head in the carriage.
"Hallo Jungs. Interessiert an einem Mord?"
>>123121
Onyx stares at the clinically insane bat as he goes about his business, waiting for his turn to speak
Onyx stares at the clinically insane bat as he goes about his business, waiting for his turn to speak
>>123121
Zu Lang nods, and even smirks at Brie’s boast
“Very well”
Looking into the carriage, a grey earth pony lays in one side and a brown one on the floor, sharing the same quilted blanket. They look up to the bat with a look of mostly concern
Fun: “Solange wir es nicht sind”
Seb: “Ja”
>>123122
The two small ersatz foals come close in curiosity while Ruby keeps a little more distance, looking on from behind Onyx
Zu Lang nods, and even smirks at Brie’s boast
“Very well”
Looking into the carriage, a grey earth pony lays in one side and a brown one on the floor, sharing the same quilted blanket. They look up to the bat with a look of mostly concern
Fun: “Solange wir es nicht sind”
Seb: “Ja”
>>123122
The two small ersatz foals come close in curiosity while Ruby keeps a little more distance, looking on from behind Onyx
>>123128
"Yes, I'd like to know how much longer we will be here. I've probably already lost my job by now, and I'm not keen to stay here."
"Yes, I'd like to know how much longer we will be here. I've probably already lost my job by now, and I'm not keen to stay here."
>>123128
Fun: “ Ich werde einen Mantel brauchen, um sie zu verstecken”
Seb: ”Sie sind besser. ich bin mir nicht sicher, ob ich versuchen möchte zu fliegen.”
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Fun: “ Ich werde einen Mantel brauchen, um sie zu verstecken”
Seb: ”Sie sind besser. ich bin mir nicht sicher, ob ich versuchen möchte zu fliegen.”
\r
>>123129
"Neither am I to be quite honest. Its far too rural for my taste. I had hoped this might be over and done with by this point, but its a bit more... involved than I anticipated. Nothing a bit of high explosives can't fix though. I'd wager we can be on our way before sunrise."
"Neither am I to be quite honest. Its far too rural for my taste. I had hoped this might be over and done with by this point, but its a bit more... involved than I anticipated. Nothing a bit of high explosives can't fix though. I'd wager we can be on our way before sunrise."
[1d20 = 1]
>>123130
Brie eyes them a bit. Can I roll to assess their battle-readiness? Not sure which modifier to apply, but rolling anyway.
>>123132
"Do try to relax, this will be far more rewarding he means financially than bartending."
>>123130
Looking to Zu Lang. "Almost finished!" he says reassuringly.
>>123130
Brie eyes them a bit. Can I roll to assess their battle-readiness? Not sure which modifier to apply, but rolling anyway.
>>123132
"Do try to relax, this will be far more rewarding he means financially than bartending."
>>123130
Looking to Zu Lang. "Almost finished!" he says reassuringly.
Awww fug
>>123133
These hardy creatures are ready to fight against anything
Zu Lang nods slowly, his lips pulled back a little
These hardy creatures are ready to fight against anything
Zu Lang nods slowly, his lips pulled back a little
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>>123140
This.... actually more or less works.
“Very well. We keep them in a hut nearer the town”
Zu Lang starts to walk away, and first the nearby Changeling accompanies him, then another standing further away. They walk towards the ramp, and soon enough go over it, then down the roadway by the railroad tracks that goes towards the direction of the town, alongside the pit. A cold wind from the north blows down, reducing the temperature
Zu Lang speaks to a guard
“Grab Saltpeter”
And he goes off.
They walk further down the road until the reach and area where the rail tracks fork off, and the road goes up a hill into town. Not far down the road is a fenced in area. One of the guards pulls out a key, and goes towards a gate on the fenced in area. Then a unicorn, kind of a mint green color, walks up along with the guard before. With a glow of blue magic he pulls the keys out of the Changeling’s own glow. The Changeling looks back in irritation, but the unicorn pulls a different key on the ring, placed it in the lock, and rotated it, unlocking the gate. As he pushes it in he looks back to Brie
“Hello. I’m Saltpeter. What can I do for you?”
>>123141
It just might be
This.... actually more or less works.
“Very well. We keep them in a hut nearer the town”
Zu Lang starts to walk away, and first the nearby Changeling accompanies him, then another standing further away. They walk towards the ramp, and soon enough go over it, then down the roadway by the railroad tracks that goes towards the direction of the town, alongside the pit. A cold wind from the north blows down, reducing the temperature
Zu Lang speaks to a guard
“Grab Saltpeter”
And he goes off.
They walk further down the road until the reach and area where the rail tracks fork off, and the road goes up a hill into town. Not far down the road is a fenced in area. One of the guards pulls out a key, and goes towards a gate on the fenced in area. Then a unicorn, kind of a mint green color, walks up along with the guard before. With a glow of blue magic he pulls the keys out of the Changeling’s own glow. The Changeling looks back in irritation, but the unicorn pulls a different key on the ring, placed it in the lock, and rotated it, unlocking the gate. As he pushes it in he looks back to Brie
“Hello. I’m Saltpeter. What can I do for you?”
>>123141
It just might be
>>123142
Brie looks at this Saltpeter, then at Zu Lang, then back at Saltpeter. "Well, since you asked, I will be in need of one,... better make it three charges of explosives, small enough to be carried by one or more individuals without overloading them. One or more of these charges will need to be carried in flight, so not too heavy, but big enough to 'get the point across'" Brie replies with a sweet smile.
Brie looks at this Saltpeter, then at Zu Lang, then back at Saltpeter. "Well, since you asked, I will be in need of one,... better make it three charges of explosives, small enough to be carried by one or more individuals without overloading them. One or more of these charges will need to be carried in flight, so not too heavy, but big enough to 'get the point across'" Brie replies with a sweet smile.
>>123143
He pushes the door open
“Sure thing”
And walks through
Looking inside there are a couple small igloo shaped buildings with doors close the ground. Like concrete eggs stuck partly in the ground.
Saltpeter:
“For most of the bigger charges we use AMFO. Just regular bags of Ammonium Nitrate fertilizer mixed with diesel, the sane we use for the trucks. But if you want something a bit easier to carry, you may want dynamite charges. We use these for smaller charges and to ignite the AMFO.”
He runs towards one of the huts, and pulls out a different key
He pushes the door open
“Sure thing”
And walks through
Looking inside there are a couple small igloo shaped buildings with doors close the ground. Like concrete eggs stuck partly in the ground.
Saltpeter:
“For most of the bigger charges we use AMFO. Just regular bags of Ammonium Nitrate fertilizer mixed with diesel, the sane we use for the trucks. But if you want something a bit easier to carry, you may want dynamite charges. We use these for smaller charges and to ignite the AMFO.”
He runs towards one of the huts, and pulls out a different key
>>123147
Nevermind, I thought the egg-things WERE the explosives
"Hmmm. And you say dynamite is the activator? I assume that flame is the dynamite activator?"
Nevermind, I thought the egg-things WERE the explosives
"Hmmm. And you say dynamite is the activator? I assume that flame is the dynamite activator?"
>>123148
Gleefully, he starts to open the egg, to show an inside with bags and sticks
“We usually use an electric detonator, but you can use fuses as well, yes”
Gleefully, he starts to open the egg, to show an inside with bags and sticks
“We usually use an electric detonator, but you can use fuses as well, yes”
>>123149
"I think flame would be preferable,... easier. Alright. Let me think,...."
He again thinks for a moment, with that curious tilt of the head.
"I'm thinking 2 20lbs charges, and 1 50lbs charge."
"I think flame would be preferable,... easier. Alright. Let me think,...."
He again thinks for a moment, with that curious tilt of the head.
"I'm thinking 2 20lbs charges, and 1 50lbs charge."
>>123150
He looks back at Brie, the smile coming off for a moment
“In... dynamite? That’s 90 pounds...”
He looks back at Brie, the smile coming off for a moment
“In... dynamite? That’s 90 pounds...”
>>123151
"Well not in one charge, of course." Brie says as though the pony isn't grasping his meaning. "Three of them. 2 at 20lbs, and 1 at 50. You have those, yes?"
"Well not in one charge, of course." Brie says as though the pony isn't grasping his meaning. "Three of them. 2 at 20lbs, and 1 at 50. You have those, yes?"
"Oh, and enough fuse to make the detonation somewhat delayed. A minute each should do fine."
>>123154
He comes out with around six or so packs of nine sticks. It’s not clear exactly how much explosive he’s holding, and it’s certainly not three sets either
He comes out with around six or so packs of nine sticks. It’s not clear exactly how much explosive he’s holding, and it’s certainly not three sets either
>>123157
“.... Here”
He gives Brie two smaller white bags and a bigger one
“Yes, these should have fuses. And what doesn’t have a fuse will detonate when other explosives next to it are detonated”
“.... Here”
He gives Brie two smaller white bags and a bigger one
“Yes, these should have fuses. And what doesn’t have a fuse will detonate when other explosives next to it are detonated”
>>123158
"Marvelous. Thank you Mr. Peter, do forget our exchange, it will likely be less consequential if you do." Brie turns to Zu Lang. "I think I'm suited. I'll need to coordinate with my associates, and I'll also need a bit of an inkling of which direction we would do to set off in,... not all of us are capable of flight, but rest assured," he says patting the bundle of explosives ||seriously hoping its not like 19th-century dynamite|| "This will do nicely." ^_^
"Marvelous. Thank you Mr. Peter, do forget our exchange, it will likely be less consequential if you do." Brie turns to Zu Lang. "I think I'm suited. I'll need to coordinate with my associates, and I'll also need a bit of an inkling of which direction we would do to set off in,... not all of us are capable of flight, but rest assured," he says patting the bundle of explosives ||seriously hoping its not like 19th-century dynamite|| "This will do nicely." ^_^
>>123159
“These better not be used against our mine or forces”
Zu Lang says, almost through his teeth
“If they are getting to our mine and to the town, they must cross through these local woods, even if they do not use a base anywhere near here. In any case, you may do well to take some of our soldiers with you. They know something of the area.”
\r
“These better not be used against our mine or forces”
Zu Lang says, almost through his teeth
“If they are getting to our mine and to the town, they must cross through these local woods, even if they do not use a base anywhere near here. In any case, you may do well to take some of our soldiers with you. They know something of the area.”
\r
>>123160
"Sir, you wound me, suggesting I would betray your hospitality - not to mention the Queen's good graces - with shenanigens. No, these will be put to good use on whoever plagues you."
He deliberately doesn't respond to the offer of assistance.
"Sir, you wound me, suggesting I would betray your hospitality - not to mention the Queen's good graces - with shenanigens. No, these will be put to good use on whoever plagues you."
He deliberately doesn't respond to the offer of assistance.
>>123162
Brie rolls his eyes and proceeds to lead(?) back toward Onyx, Sparks(?), and the 4 lings (both adults and jungetiere). He seems quite chipper, carrying a pile of high explosives.
Brie rolls his eyes and proceeds to lead(?) back toward Onyx, Sparks(?), and the 4 lings (both adults and jungetiere). He seems quite chipper, carrying a pile of high explosives.
>>123163
And so he does. It’s a pretty big load, surely helped by a companion carrying most of it. Saltpeter waves bye
And so he does. It’s a pretty big load, surely helped by a companion carrying most of it. Saltpeter waves bye
>>123165
Laden with dynamite. "Don't worry, I've got a plan!" he shouts, his eyes barely peeking over the pile of explosives he's carrying.
Laden with dynamite. "Don't worry, I've got a plan!" he shouts, his eyes barely peeking over the pile of explosives he's carrying.
>>123170
Alright. So, Brie is going to rig the explosives at a ratio of 2 - 2 - 5. As he does this, he will have gathered everyone involved and will explain (in his not-so-sufficient explanation manner) that he will be carrying the 50lbs charge, and that 2 others should carry one (or both?) of the 20 lbs charges. The objective is for him to fly up to a great height and then glide, surveying the forest to attempt to ascertain the location of the insurgents. Throughout this explanation he would lament that they have no communication, but whatever. Assuming Onyx doesn't want to carry any explosives (an educated guess) he would then ask Fun and Seb to each carry one of them. The objective would be to either A., blow the fuck out of the insurgents, B. blow the fuck out of their resources, or C. blow up any essential roads, landscape, or essential travel lines, with the intent of crippling the insurgents' ability to engage in shenanigens. As he is detailing this he emphasizes "This will be a bit of an on-site interpretive mission, so feel free to get creative. Also, if you can, try to gather heads to bring back." in his usually nonchalant way of communicating grim things as though detailing groceries to be acquired.
Alright. So, Brie is going to rig the explosives at a ratio of 2 - 2 - 5. As he does this, he will have gathered everyone involved and will explain (in his not-so-sufficient explanation manner) that he will be carrying the 50lbs charge, and that 2 others should carry one (or both?) of the 20 lbs charges. The objective is for him to fly up to a great height and then glide, surveying the forest to attempt to ascertain the location of the insurgents. Throughout this explanation he would lament that they have no communication, but whatever. Assuming Onyx doesn't want to carry any explosives (an educated guess) he would then ask Fun and Seb to each carry one of them. The objective would be to either A., blow the fuck out of the insurgents, B. blow the fuck out of their resources, or C. blow up any essential roads, landscape, or essential travel lines, with the intent of crippling the insurgents' ability to engage in shenanigens. As he is detailing this he emphasizes "This will be a bit of an on-site interpretive mission, so feel free to get creative. Also, if you can, try to gather heads to bring back." in his usually nonchalant way of communicating grim things as though detailing groceries to be acquired.
Each charge should have about a 1 minute fuse to it, so that should he decide to light a fuse and then drop it from altitude, or should someone else decide to set a fuse and then run, they won't(?) get blowed up too
>>123173
I'm confused. I issued that as, not a directive, but an indication of what Brie had concocted.
I'm confused. I issued that as, not a directive, but an indication of what Brie had concocted.
>>123174
Well, I assume he communicated at least part of that to Seb and Fun. The "hold this" part. But now Brie may go to the next step in his plan
Well, I assume he communicated at least part of that to Seb and Fun. The "hold this" part. But now Brie may go to the next step in his plan
>>123175
Yes, thats true, but the plan involves Onyx' participation too. Its not JUST a bombing run after all
Not to mention, Sparks has been unrepresented so far. Where's he at?
Yes, thats true, but the plan involves Onyx' participation too. Its not JUST a bombing run after all
Not to mention, Sparks has been unrepresented so far. Where's he at?
>>123176
It's also a stabbing run. Onyx is good for that
Any actions for Brie before Onyx comes back? (talking to other creatures or otherwise?)
It's also a stabbing run. Onyx is good for that
Any actions for Brie before Onyx comes back? (talking to other creatures or otherwise?)
>>123177
Spark talked to Zu Lang himself, who directed him towards a prisoner who was suspected of sabotaging his machine. Spark talked to him, and now has the prisoner in chains before a Lieutenant outside of the mine
Spark talked to Zu Lang himself, who directed him towards a prisoner who was suspected of sabotaging his machine. Spark talked to him, and now has the prisoner in chains before a Lieutenant outside of the mine
>>123178
At this point, all thats left is refining the plan and making sure everypony knows what to expect,... which is either Brie coming back with recon (he is a rogue after all) or blowing shit up.
At this point, all thats left is refining the plan and making sure everypony knows what to expect,... which is either Brie coming back with recon (he is a rogue after all) or blowing shit up.
>>123182
Some pony worker suspected of sabotage that Spark convinced them to move out from his jail cell
Some pony worker suspected of sabotage that Spark convinced them to move out from his jail cell
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>>123195
I think I will wait until everyone is ready to play again. My actions are going to determine the fate of the prisoner rather quickly, because if I play around, the guards would call it out and return him to the cell.
I think I will wait until everyone is ready to play again. My actions are going to determine the fate of the prisoner rather quickly, because if I play around, the guards would call it out and return him to the cell.
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Are ponies here today?
Lets do this thing yeah!!!!!!
>>123218
Kek, that's a cute drawing
Adrian Cloudburster finds himself in Baltimare on midday, his train arriving one half hour late. Exitting the train car, he finds ceiling of vaulted square panels recessed into the roof with golden color, a tile flooring with checkered and swastika patterns, and a newsstand further on. There are a number of ponies walking about, some lazily, some standing still, waiting no doubt for an arriving train, and some pegasus in business outfit running towards the platform, presumably to catch his train.
Where does Adrian want to go now?
>>123217
Hi Spark Pony!
Kek, that's a cute drawing
Adrian Cloudburster finds himself in Baltimare on midday, his train arriving one half hour late. Exitting the train car, he finds ceiling of vaulted square panels recessed into the roof with golden color, a tile flooring with checkered and swastika patterns, and a newsstand further on. There are a number of ponies walking about, some lazily, some standing still, waiting no doubt for an arriving train, and some pegasus in business outfit running towards the platform, presumably to catch his train.
Where does Adrian want to go now?
>>123217
Hi Spark Pony!
>>123220
Well, his train has just arrived.
It's a stainless steel Pullman coach car pulled by a not quite so modern 4-6-4 steam locomotive, the steam of the idling train slowly bathing the platform in a thin mist
Well, his train has just arrived.
It's a stainless steel Pullman coach car pulled by a not quite so modern 4-6-4 steam locomotive, the steam of the idling train slowly bathing the platform in a thin mist
>>123223
I mean I fling myself off the train and fly out, stretching my wings after such a long ride
"home sweet home" I say as I take flight, rising above the station
I mean I fling myself off the train and fly out, stretching my wings after such a long ride
"home sweet home" I say as I take flight, rising above the station
>>123222
waits patiently
>>123223
D'aww
>>123224
This is rather difficult to do inside the station, as it is still an enclosed space. Nevertheless the ceilings are 20 feet high or higher, making flight indoors possible, though Adrian annoys a mare whose black hat almost flies off as he nearly grazes her. Stepping down to go through brass trimmed revolving doors, Adrian exits onto a stone landing at the top of many steps that lead down to the street level - Ionic columns to either side giving a neoclassical build to Baltimare Union Station.
Taking off from the steps, adrian soars higher over Baltimare. It is not a city of many high rises, though the insurance building and the offices of the Tall Sails Shipping company do indeed tower twenty or so floors above the ground level. Far more numerous are smaller buildings with shops on the ground level and apartments above. So too are their rows of townhouses to the west, and tenements to the east. In the north and in the east, the brick walls of factories, mills, and smoke stacks break the monotony, and further east - perhaps out of sight - Adrian may catch a glimpse of a mast of two of a ship in harbor
>>123225
Further south, and a bit west, the urban sprawl gives way to smaller lots of individual houses. Some, older and colonial in origin. Some, cheap shotgun shacks made more recently
waits patiently
>>123223
D'aww
>>123224
This is rather difficult to do inside the station, as it is still an enclosed space. Nevertheless the ceilings are 20 feet high or higher, making flight indoors possible, though Adrian annoys a mare whose black hat almost flies off as he nearly grazes her. Stepping down to go through brass trimmed revolving doors, Adrian exits onto a stone landing at the top of many steps that lead down to the street level - Ionic columns to either side giving a neoclassical build to Baltimare Union Station.
Taking off from the steps, adrian soars higher over Baltimare. It is not a city of many high rises, though the insurance building and the offices of the Tall Sails Shipping company do indeed tower twenty or so floors above the ground level. Far more numerous are smaller buildings with shops on the ground level and apartments above. So too are their rows of townhouses to the west, and tenements to the east. In the north and in the east, the brick walls of factories, mills, and smoke stacks break the monotony, and further east - perhaps out of sight - Adrian may catch a glimpse of a mast of two of a ship in harbor
>>123225
Further south, and a bit west, the urban sprawl gives way to smaller lots of individual houses. Some, older and colonial in origin. Some, cheap shotgun shacks made more recently
>>123227
Navigating across streets not quite familiar enough to be comited to memory, over a School house, a tan stucco sided post office, past a lot selling automobiles, and past the gleaming dome of a Temple of Boreas, Adrian finds the location.
Down a street carved in the new grid patterned style, until he comes upon one running diagonally too it. An older street. And past so many little pink houses of a singe story, Adrian comes upon a triangular lot with a willow tree in the fore, and a white, colonial style two story house, with a raises porch, as is typical of that style
Navigating across streets not quite familiar enough to be comited to memory, over a School house, a tan stucco sided post office, past a lot selling automobiles, and past the gleaming dome of a Temple of Boreas, Adrian finds the location.
Down a street carved in the new grid patterned style, until he comes upon one running diagonally too it. An older street. And past so many little pink houses of a singe story, Adrian comes upon a triangular lot with a willow tree in the fore, and a white, colonial style two story house, with a raises porch, as is typical of that style
>>123228
I land on the porch and clear my throat before I begin banging on the front door in a panic
"HELP HELP I'M BEING ATTACKED BY HERETICS SAVE ME!"
I land on the porch and clear my throat before I begin banging on the front door in a panic
"HELP HELP I'M BEING ATTACKED BY HERETICS SAVE ME!"
>>123229
A stallion walking his dog, a reddish collie, stands still and looks over for a moment from the side walk. After three seconds pause, he turns his head away and trots away. Quickly
A stallion walking his dog, a reddish collie, stands still and looks over for a moment from the side walk. After three seconds pause, he turns his head away and trots away. Quickly
>>123231
"Why do you always do that? One of these days it won't be a laughing matter."
She pouts a little.
"Why do you always do that? One of these days it won't be a laughing matter."
She pouts a little.
>>123234
*he baps her gently on the nose*
"I'm sorry I just love how quickly you rush to my defense. Keep it up and one day I'll be in your debt from your amazing magical power!"
*he baps her gently on the nose*
"I'm sorry I just love how quickly you rush to my defense. Keep it up and one day I'll be in your debt from your amazing magical power!"
>>123238
The wooden floor makes a "knock" with each clop of the hoof across it, and Adrian Cloudburster makes his way to a floral patterned love seat to sit. The living room is a bit warmer than the outside, owing to a fire in the fireplace
The wooden floor makes a "knock" with each clop of the hoof across it, and Adrian Cloudburster makes his way to a floral patterned love seat to sit. The living room is a bit warmer than the outside, owing to a fire in the fireplace
>>123241
"It's hard to explain. Like Celestia's warmth is gone from ponies' hearts. Everything seems a bit darker than before."
"It's hard to explain. Like Celestia's warmth is gone from ponies' hearts. Everything seems a bit darker than before."
>>123242
Oh, it's been souring for a decade now. The revitalization that flowed out from Ponyville and filled much of the rest of Equestria - or the planet, for that matter - did not penetrate so far here. Like light blotted out by a dense thorn bush.
Oh, it's been souring for a decade now. The revitalization that flowed out from Ponyville and filled much of the rest of Equestria - or the planet, for that matter - did not penetrate so far here. Like light blotted out by a dense thorn bush.
>>123242
Adrian gets a bit worried, he likes to tease sunny but he trusts her with these sort of things. Her knowledge of the divine was unmatched in his opinion.
"What can we do?"
Adrian gets a bit worried, he likes to tease sunny but he trusts her with these sort of things. Her knowledge of the divine was unmatched in his opinion.
"What can we do?"
>>123244
"I'm not sure. I guess I will just do what I can to keep the spirit of Celestia alive in my heart and share that with ponies."
She shakes off her sadness.
"I don't want to dwell on it though. You are here now and that is making my day that much brighter. What have you been up to?"
"I'm not sure. I guess I will just do what I can to keep the spirit of Celestia alive in my heart and share that with ponies."
She shakes off her sadness.
"I don't want to dwell on it though. You are here now and that is making my day that much brighter. What have you been up to?"
>>123245
"went north and got into fights mostly, won some sweet prize money. Oh and I got you something"
He digs in his saddle bag and produces a book of divine hymns for celestia
"went north and got into fights mostly, won some sweet prize money. Oh and I got you something"
He digs in his saddle bag and produces a book of divine hymns for celestia
>>123246
"Oh thank you Adrian!"
She eagerly looks through the book.
"It's perfect."
She gives him a hug.
"You are the best."
"Oh thank you Adrian!"
She eagerly looks through the book.
"It's perfect."
She gives him a hug.
"You are the best."
>>123247
"Hey what's say we head to the church and ask if anyone needs some help? maybe that'll make you feel better from all this darkness talk"
"Hey what's say we head to the church and ask if anyone needs some help? maybe that'll make you feel better from all this darkness talk"
>>123249
>>123250
>>123251
Past more little pink houses, along a grid line street that cuts through older streets, and past a new elementary school, there stands in a lot truncated by a newly constructed bowling alley a church. Made of darker stone covered by a white marble on the front, and with rectangular support that protrudes from an otherwise mostly rectangular structure. A rectangular stone bell tower stands up from above the vaulted slate roof. The building looks older, much older, than what has built up around it, like something from the old Equestria
>>123250
>>123251
Past more little pink houses, along a grid line street that cuts through older streets, and past a new elementary school, there stands in a lot truncated by a newly constructed bowling alley a church. Made of darker stone covered by a white marble on the front, and with rectangular support that protrudes from an otherwise mostly rectangular structure. A rectangular stone bell tower stands up from above the vaulted slate roof. The building looks older, much older, than what has built up around it, like something from the old Equestria
>>123253
No no, let's see where this goes
Openning the door, there is no pony inside at the moment, put so many rows of pews before a central altar, and another row to the left, and the right, with a door further behind. The ceiling has a vaulted design, and the floor is covered in white marble
No no, let's see where this goes
Openning the door, there is no pony inside at the moment, put so many rows of pews before a central altar, and another row to the left, and the right, with a door further behind. The ceiling has a vaulted design, and the floor is covered in white marble
>>123253
Adrian walks in beside her, brushing against her flank
"Wow empty today I see, should we look for someone?"
int 9
Adrian walks in beside her, brushing against her flank
"Wow empty today I see, should we look for someone?"
int 9
>>123255
She blushes a bit, but shakes off the brushing.
"Sure. Let's check inside first."
She attempts to open the door.
She blushes a bit, but shakes off the brushing.
"Sure. Let's check inside first."
She attempts to open the door.
>>123257
"Good to see you too, Father. This is Arian. The colt I have been friends with since I was a little filly."
"Good to see you too, Father. This is Arian. The colt I have been friends with since I was a little filly."
>>123261
He lowers his hoof an now shakes Adrian's hoof
"We don't get too many ponies this time of week. What brings you here?"
\r
He lowers his hoof an now shakes Adrian's hoof
"We don't get too many ponies this time of week. What brings you here?"
\r
>>123263
He goes silent for a moment, and looks at Sunny Rays. Then he nods his head
"Yes, I know. Over in the city center a church was vandalised today. They broke the windows and spray painted the walls. It's terrible what hatred has been stoked up. And even among my own herd I fear for one of them. Gambling debts may get to him..."
He goes silent for a moment, and looks at Sunny Rays. Then he nods his head
"Yes, I know. Over in the city center a church was vandalised today. They broke the windows and spray painted the walls. It's terrible what hatred has been stoked up. And even among my own herd I fear for one of them. Gambling debts may get to him..."
>>123268
>>123269
"Oh it's uh..."
He looks around, down then up and around and back to Sunny Rays again, and sighs
"I guess I may as well tell you. All the wrong ponies know anyways, and his habit is well known in the community. Three Leaf Clover. He's a good pony inside. He knows he needs to kick the habit. But he's already ensnared deep in debts"
>>123269
"Oh it's uh..."
He looks around, down then up and around and back to Sunny Rays again, and sighs
"I guess I may as well tell you. All the wrong ponies know anyways, and his habit is well known in the community. Three Leaf Clover. He's a good pony inside. He knows he needs to kick the habit. But he's already ensnared deep in debts"
>>123271
"Sounds like he needs an intervention. We are going to go talk to him and find out what we are looking at in terms of his debt."
"Sounds like he needs an intervention. We are going to go talk to him and find out what we are looking at in terms of his debt."
>>123274
"Yes, he certainly could. These are not the ponies at the bank he owes money to. Though I wouldn't want to owe money to them either"
"Yes, he certainly could. These are not the ponies at the bank he owes money to. Though I wouldn't want to owe money to them either"
>>123275
"Well I may not be one of those fancy College ponys what with a degree and all, but I'm mighty good at punchin stuff, so I aint scared"
"Well I may not be one of those fancy College ponys what with a degree and all, but I'm mighty good at punchin stuff, so I aint scared"
>>123278
"He's on 14 Carnival"
He answers with concern
"Of course I don't like to give addresses of church goers, but he needs help I can't give"
"He's on 14 Carnival"
He answers with concern
"Of course I don't like to give addresses of church goers, but he needs help I can't give"
>>123283
>>123281
Travelling down the street, through a commercial area, and branching off to a new, grid-patterned street, the buildings are closer together. despite being only a few decades old they look worn out, sometimes with decaying or chipped paint. Other times the houses are brick. Sometimes there is a yard, sometimes only a brick patio, but usually there is a small, green curtilage around the house.
34 Carnival is a small, rectangular house with a steep, tin roof, and a wooden exterior painted in a weathered red. The small patch of grass surrounding is high, though not quite up to the elevated, grey painted wooden porch. A black door stands between two low windows
>>123281
Travelling down the street, through a commercial area, and branching off to a new, grid-patterned street, the buildings are closer together. despite being only a few decades old they look worn out, sometimes with decaying or chipped paint. Other times the houses are brick. Sometimes there is a yard, sometimes only a brick patio, but usually there is a small, green curtilage around the house.
34 Carnival is a small, rectangular house with a steep, tin roof, and a wooden exterior painted in a weathered red. The small patch of grass surrounding is high, though not quite up to the elevated, grey painted wooden porch. A black door stands between two low windows
>>123286
No contact from within. Further off in the distance, there is the sound of a barking dog. But the house is silent, save maybe for a slight wind from the northwest, moving around the right side of the house
No contact from within. Further off in the distance, there is the sound of a barking dog. But the house is silent, save maybe for a slight wind from the northwest, moving around the right side of the house
>>123286
"oh..."
*hangs his head in shame*
"Jeez I musta made myself look pretty stupid back there, why do you hang out with me"
"oh..."
*hangs his head in shame*
"Jeez I musta made myself look pretty stupid back there, why do you hang out with me"
>>123288
"No. You are perfect Adrian. I just didn't explain it to you in my rush. That was my fault."
She hugs him.
"And I hang out with you because you are the pony I can trust the most. Now, let's save this pony and then I will make it up to you."
She smiles.
>>123287
She turns back to the house and tries the door.
"I hope we aren't too late."
"No. You are perfect Adrian. I just didn't explain it to you in my rush. That was my fault."
She hugs him.
"And I hang out with you because you are the pony I can trust the most. Now, let's save this pony and then I will make it up to you."
She smiles.
>>123287
She turns back to the house and tries the door.
"I hope we aren't too late."
>>123295
For a moment, nothing.
But then..... There is a sound of a lock coming undone, and then the door cracks open, held from opening by a door chain. Through the cracked opening a blue eye looks out
"What is it? Everything's fine"
\r
For a moment, nothing.
But then..... There is a sound of a lock coming undone, and then the door cracks open, held from opening by a door chain. Through the cracked opening a blue eye looks out
"What is it? Everything's fine"
\r
>>123296
"Mr. Clover, I have heard about your situation. We want to help. We are going to make sure nopony hurts you while we find a way to get you out of your debt."
"Mr. Clover, I have heard about your situation. We want to help. We are going to make sure nopony hurts you while we find a way to get you out of your debt."
>>123297
He seems to move around, moving his head to where the other eye looks out, looking another direction
"You say it's.... it's the church who sent you?"
He seems to move around, moving his head to where the other eye looks out, looking another direction
"You say it's.... it's the church who sent you?"
>>123296
Reminds me of that scene in "The Producers" (old version) where the old lady unlocks a hundred locks, opens the door and exclaims, "Oh! I thought you were a burglar."
Reminds me of that scene in "The Producers" (old version) where the old lady unlocks a hundred locks, opens the door and exclaims, "Oh! I thought you were a burglar."
>>123303
A pause for a moment. Then the eye moves away, and there is the sound of still another lock being undone
The door opens quickly, though only most of the way. revealing a grey earth pony stallion
"Get in. Hurry!"
A pause for a moment. Then the eye moves away, and there is the sound of still another lock being undone
The door opens quickly, though only most of the way. revealing a grey earth pony stallion
"Get in. Hurry!"
>>123305
When Adrian (presumably) comes inside, he immediately looks around outsidde, closes the door, and proceeds to deadbolt the door, lock the standard lock, and slide in the door chain.
The room is not terribly large, with a coffee table, a couch, a love seat, a small table that seems to be a sort of dining table pressed up behind the love seat, and to the left of that is a sort of kitchen area. There are paper bags on the coffee table, a couple articles of clothing on the floor, a pervasive smell of cigarettes, and pots on the stove
The grey earth pony stallion has a black shirt that covers only his forehalf, and a three leaf clover cutie mark
"Okay... What is it you want? Be quiet about it though"
>>123306
"No" He says, not quiet looking back before going to the love seat, leaving the main couch for Adrian and Sunny Rays
When Adrian (presumably) comes inside, he immediately looks around outsidde, closes the door, and proceeds to deadbolt the door, lock the standard lock, and slide in the door chain.
The room is not terribly large, with a coffee table, a couch, a love seat, a small table that seems to be a sort of dining table pressed up behind the love seat, and to the left of that is a sort of kitchen area. There are paper bags on the coffee table, a couple articles of clothing on the floor, a pervasive smell of cigarettes, and pots on the stove
The grey earth pony stallion has a black shirt that covers only his forehalf, and a three leaf clover cutie mark
"Okay... What is it you want? Be quiet about it though"
>>123306
"No" He says, not quiet looking back before going to the love seat, leaving the main couch for Adrian and Sunny Rays
>>123308
"Oh uh..."
He pulls his lips up, exposing his teeth in an awkward smile
"Certain.... ponies. Mostly they are ponies, anyways...."
"Oh uh..."
He pulls his lips up, exposing his teeth in an awkward smile
"Certain.... ponies. Mostly they are ponies, anyways...."
>>123309
"There is no judgement for past deeds if you repent from them Clover. You don't have to hide it. If you are honest, then we can help you."
"There is no judgement for past deeds if you repent from them Clover. You don't have to hide it. If you are honest, then we can help you."
>>123316
"Well ya see there's this place down on Arabian Avenue that's got this back room where there's blackjack tables. I'd go there once a week but last march - I started winning. And I mean like, big winnings. A hundred bits a night. The mare's would come up to me. I found a rhythm to it. I could guess what card the dealer'd pull next. You shoulda' seen me then. Now I don't know if they changed somethin' but I didn't quite pull it off in the late spring. One of the tables was different. I don't know if they were doin' something sneaky. But I wasn't quite winning like I was before. But, let me tell you, I wasn't losing either. More modest gains, you know. I had some expenses too, back then, you know. So I did it some more, and well, I still had my groove. Then came september. Oh.... September. One night and it was gone. So I tried again. Didn't quite work. Borrowed some money. This was about the time I told Father Caldera and he said I had a gambling problem. I tried to explain to him 'no, I don't have a gambling problem, I have a losing problem, and I didn't have this before.' So I went to a new place because I think they rigged something there, and what do you know. I lose more! So I borrowed more and tried again. And I had a great night! And another great night! And then.... lost more. Anyways it's been a couple months and I am completely out of money and then some"
"Well ya see there's this place down on Arabian Avenue that's got this back room where there's blackjack tables. I'd go there once a week but last march - I started winning. And I mean like, big winnings. A hundred bits a night. The mare's would come up to me. I found a rhythm to it. I could guess what card the dealer'd pull next. You shoulda' seen me then. Now I don't know if they changed somethin' but I didn't quite pull it off in the late spring. One of the tables was different. I don't know if they were doin' something sneaky. But I wasn't quite winning like I was before. But, let me tell you, I wasn't losing either. More modest gains, you know. I had some expenses too, back then, you know. So I did it some more, and well, I still had my groove. Then came september. Oh.... September. One night and it was gone. So I tried again. Didn't quite work. Borrowed some money. This was about the time I told Father Caldera and he said I had a gambling problem. I tried to explain to him 'no, I don't have a gambling problem, I have a losing problem, and I didn't have this before.' So I went to a new place because I think they rigged something there, and what do you know. I lose more! So I borrowed more and tried again. And I had a great night! And another great night! And then.... lost more. Anyways it's been a couple months and I am completely out of money and then some"
>>123317
"Gambling can ruin a pony's life Clover. You need to be wiser with how you use what Celestia gifts you."
>>123318
"Well, I think we are going to have to confront the mafia. We can only offer so much, but hopefully with some talk and some muscle, we can get them to forget the debt. It won't be worth the trouble."
"Gambling can ruin a pony's life Clover. You need to be wiser with how you use what Celestia gifts you."
>>123318
"Well, I think we are going to have to confront the mafia. We can only offer so much, but hopefully with some talk and some muscle, we can get them to forget the debt. It won't be worth the trouble."
>>123330
*gets annoyed at his hesitation*
"Stamps both hooves on the floor and spreads my wings wide"
"REPENT SINNER, WE HAVE COME TO SAVE YOU BUT CELESTIA HELPS THOSE WHO HELP THEMSELVES IF YOU DO NOT REPENT YOU WILL BE IN AS MUCH TROUBLE IN LESS THAN A FORTNIGHT, YOUR SOUL DAMNED AND YOUR LIFE IN TATTERS! REPENT! REPENT!"
*gets annoyed at his hesitation*
"Stamps both hooves on the floor and spreads my wings wide"
"REPENT SINNER, WE HAVE COME TO SAVE YOU BUT CELESTIA HELPS THOSE WHO HELP THEMSELVES IF YOU DO NOT REPENT YOU WILL BE IN AS MUCH TROUBLE IN LESS THAN A FORTNIGHT, YOUR SOUL DAMNED AND YOUR LIFE IN TATTERS! REPENT! REPENT!"
>>123330
"The Father is experienced in helping ponies change their lives and getting back on their hooves. Celestia believes in second chances and so do we. If you don't do this, you will wind back in this same situation, but we won't be able to help the next time."
"The Father is experienced in helping ponies change their lives and getting back on their hooves. Celestia believes in second chances and so do we. If you don't do this, you will wind back in this same situation, but we won't be able to help the next time."
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>>123331
Gah!
He falls down to the ground, tries to inch back, places his head against the ground and places both forelegs over his face
"Alright! Alright! I repent! I repent!"
And a visit from Best pony for the GET
Gah!
He falls down to the ground, tries to inch back, places his head against the ground and places both forelegs over his face
"Alright! Alright! I repent! I repent!"
And a visit from Best pony for the GET
>>123336
*leans over and whispers*
"I read that in the book I gave you, I dunno what most of those words mean maybe you should say something"
*leans over and whispers*
"I read that in the book I gave you, I dunno what most of those words mean maybe you should say something"
*begins to head to the door*
"We should hunt these guys down and persuade them to stop being dicks"
"We should hunt these guys down and persuade them to stop being dicks"
>>123342
"First we have to offer to solve it the peaceful way. Though something tells me that they won't be so rational."
She follows Adrian out the door.
"First we have to offer to solve it the peaceful way. Though something tells me that they won't be so rational."
She follows Adrian out the door.
>>123344
"Peace means having a bigger stick than the other guy, but I'll follow your lead."
*cracks his neck*
"Peace means having a bigger stick than the other guy, but I'll follow your lead."
*cracks his neck*
>>123342
Isn't calling nasty people "dicks" 21st century parlance and not really matching the setting?
Isn't calling nasty people "dicks" 21st century parlance and not really matching the setting?
>>123344
>>123345
They go out, and are on their way. Despite the changes in buildings they are not very far from Sunny Ray's house. Yet they go further still, through the center of town past commercial district, into an area of shops to 74 Old Cross. They come into what seems to be a restaurant and bar
>>123346
Rapscallion?
>>123345
They go out, and are on their way. Despite the changes in buildings they are not very far from Sunny Ray's house. Yet they go further still, through the center of town past commercial district, into an area of shops to 74 Old Cross. They come into what seems to be a restaurant and bar
>>123346
Rapscallion?
>>123348
*I put my hoof out to stop Sunny*
"Hey promise me if it gets bad you'll get out fast, I don't want anything happening to you"
*I put my hoof out to stop Sunny*
"Hey promise me if it gets bad you'll get out fast, I don't want anything happening to you"
>>123350
It's not a bad establishment. There is a new sign over the door, the Fall Harvest, and a dark brown lacquer over the exterior. Going inside, there is a bar off to the left and seating over to the right
It's not a bad establishment. There is a new sign over the door, the Fall Harvest, and a dark brown lacquer over the exterior. Going inside, there is a bar off to the left and seating over to the right
>>123351
She looks around for somepony that looks to be the boss, most likely surrounded by some goons.
She looks around for somepony that looks to be the boss, most likely surrounded by some goons.
>>123349
I PUT MY HOOF OUT TO STOP SUNNY AND HAVE A FUCKING MOMENT BEFORE SHE WALKED INTO THE GOD DAMN BUILDING
I PUT MY HOOF OUT TO STOP SUNNY AND HAVE A FUCKING MOMENT BEFORE SHE WALKED INTO THE GOD DAMN BUILDING
>>123349
"I promise Adrian."
She kisses his cheek.
"Just promise me you will be careful if you do have to fight."
"I promise Adrian."
She kisses his cheek.
"Just promise me you will be careful if you do have to fight."
>>123362
"These ponies might have guns though. They aren't in it for honor either. Don't let them make a move."
She steps closer.
"These ponies might have guns though. They aren't in it for honor either. Don't let them make a move."
She steps closer.
>>123363
"Nothin will happen to me I promise, I'll kick the guns out their hands and knock em over with a gust of my mighty wings"
*he puffs himself up as he says this and spreads his wings out*
"Nothin will happen to me I promise, I'll kick the guns out their hands and knock em over with a gust of my mighty wings"
*he puffs himself up as he says this and spreads his wings out*
>>123364
She giggles.
"Alright big guy. If you say so."
She smiles and stares into his eyes for a moment.
She giggles.
"Alright big guy. If you say so."
She smiles and stares into his eyes for a moment.
>>123365
*he bites his lower lip and stares down at her*
"You remember when we were kids and I couldn't fly and I wasn't good at school stuff and the other kids would make fun of me, so you told em off and stuff?"
*he bites his lower lip and stares down at her*
"You remember when we were kids and I couldn't fly and I wasn't good at school stuff and the other kids would make fun of me, so you told em off and stuff?"
>>123367
*breathes deep, he can smell her she's so close*
"I started getting strong then, because I always wanted to be the one who protected you"
*breathes deep, he can smell her she's so close*
"I started getting strong then, because I always wanted to be the one who protected you"
>>123368
She blushes.
"You always have, haven't you? If I didn't know better, I would have guessed Celestia herself sent you."
She blushes.
"You always have, haven't you? If I didn't know better, I would have guessed Celestia herself sent you."
>>123371
*takes a step closer*
"I aint one of them smart stallions what can talk with pretty words, but I've always cared about you, I just always wanted to be good enough for you"
*takes a step closer*
"I aint one of them smart stallions what can talk with pretty words, but I've always cared about you, I just always wanted to be good enough for you"
>>123382
She runs the frog of her hoof along his face, breaking the kiss for just a moment.
"Oh, Adrian. I love you."
She runs the frog of her hoof along his face, breaking the kiss for just a moment.
"Oh, Adrian. I love you."
>>123384
"I love you too Sunny, we should probably continue on though I think we're causing a scene..."
"I love you too Sunny, we should probably continue on though I think we're causing a scene..."
>>123387
Sunny smiles a bit awkwardly.
"Can you help me? I am looking for somepony that I hear might be here."
Sunny smiles a bit awkwardly.
"Can you help me? I am looking for somepony that I hear might be here."
>>123394
"The pony effected attended the church of Celestia. It is my duty to try and set this pony on the right path, which means wiping the slate clean of his debt, lest he be tempted to return for more."
"The pony effected attended the church of Celestia. It is my duty to try and set this pony on the right path, which means wiping the slate clean of his debt, lest he be tempted to return for more."
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>>123434
The room has at least six cabinets and drawers. Opening them, Silver can find several batches of medical supplies and equipment. Iodine, Aspirin tablets, IV bags, Saline solution, empty hyopdermic needles, a metal drawer filled with a number of tools such as scalpels and forceps, surgical masks, latex gloves, rubbing alcohol, cold packs, bandages, needles and threads for surgical sutures, splints, rubber and cloth tourniquets, cotton balls and cotton swabs, penicillin and a few other anti-biotics, tongue depressers, and a number of other items not necessarily recognizable. There is a small array of vaccines for typhus, typhoid, diptheria, and even tuberculosis. Little glass bottles labeled as antidotes for two species of snake, some venomous creature that lives in the bay, and even manticore, can be found in another drawer. There are boxes claiming to have color coded tests for the presence of certain bacteria and viruses, or certain drugs collected by various methods. A drawer has orthopedic slings, ostomic pouches, diapers and douches. A corner has a couple walkers. Ontop of the counter, between drawers and cabinets, is an oven that seems to be for sterilization, and there are two sinks, as well as a tube rack with two test tubes. One cabinet is locked, and full of what appear to be medicines
The room has at least six cabinets and drawers. Opening them, Silver can find several batches of medical supplies and equipment. Iodine, Aspirin tablets, IV bags, Saline solution, empty hyopdermic needles, a metal drawer filled with a number of tools such as scalpels and forceps, surgical masks, latex gloves, rubbing alcohol, cold packs, bandages, needles and threads for surgical sutures, splints, rubber and cloth tourniquets, cotton balls and cotton swabs, penicillin and a few other anti-biotics, tongue depressers, and a number of other items not necessarily recognizable. There is a small array of vaccines for typhus, typhoid, diptheria, and even tuberculosis. Little glass bottles labeled as antidotes for two species of snake, some venomous creature that lives in the bay, and even manticore, can be found in another drawer. There are boxes claiming to have color coded tests for the presence of certain bacteria and viruses, or certain drugs collected by various methods. A drawer has orthopedic slings, ostomic pouches, diapers and douches. A corner has a couple walkers. Ontop of the counter, between drawers and cabinets, is an oven that seems to be for sterilization, and there are two sinks, as well as a tube rack with two test tubes. One cabinet is locked, and full of what appear to be medicines
>>123436
Yes and no. The medicines are in white bottles, transparent glass bottles, visible through a glass or plastic upper part of the door and above what looks like a stainless steal bar across the bottom. There are two levels of medicines. Some has readable labels, some do not. Among those legible are painkillers like morphine, oxycodone, and even diamorphine. There are a couple labeled as tranquilizers. And perhaps most interesting of all, there are bottles that appear to contain magical potions - though these are not identifiable from visible labels, but rather from mint green and pink-purple color
Yes and no. The medicines are in white bottles, transparent glass bottles, visible through a glass or plastic upper part of the door and above what looks like a stainless steal bar across the bottom. There are two levels of medicines. Some has readable labels, some do not. Among those legible are painkillers like morphine, oxycodone, and even diamorphine. There are a couple labeled as tranquilizers. And perhaps most interesting of all, there are bottles that appear to contain magical potions - though these are not identifiable from visible labels, but rather from mint green and pink-purple color
[1d20+2 = 4]
>>123437
Strength: Considering this to be better than nothing, Silver attempts to bust the lock to the cabinet open with the pommel of his sword.
>>123437
Strength: Considering this to be better than nothing, Silver attempts to bust the lock to the cabinet open with the pommel of his sword.
>>123438
Silver's pommel simply bounces against the plastic-glass.
It seems that the door is made out of that composite of plastic and glass that high ranking mafia members use to armor their cars for its alleged ability to withstand even bullets. Whether or not it is actually that tough, it's tougher than normal glass
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Silver's pommel simply bounces against the plastic-glass.
It seems that the door is made out of that composite of plastic and glass that high ranking mafia members use to armor their cars for its alleged ability to withstand even bullets. Whether or not it is actually that tough, it's tougher than normal glass
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>>123439
"...Fuck." Silver stares degectedly at the cabinet, having been foiled and thinking himself unable to open it.
"...Fuck." Silver stares degectedly at the cabinet, having been foiled and thinking himself unable to open it.
>>123440
It's also worth noting that Silver's last attempt missed the lock off to the side, and instead landed closer to the center
It's also worth noting that Silver's last attempt missed the lock off to the side, and instead landed closer to the center
>>123442
The lock is recessed into the side of the door (it's covered in stainless steel). Silver hits it this time, and does real damage. The lock itself seems to break and bend in, and the steel siding is bent. Some of the contents inside have shaken, and glass containers clink against glass containers. Nothing inside seems to have shattered or tipped over though.
The lock is recessed into the side of the door (it's covered in stainless steel). Silver hits it this time, and does real damage. The lock itself seems to break and bend in, and the steel siding is bent. Some of the contents inside have shaken, and glass containers clink against glass containers. Nothing inside seems to have shattered or tipped over though.
>>123446
Silver pulls on the door....
But whether through faulty legs, or something on the floor, Silver slips and falls to the ground, his right two legs both sliding forward and hitting a cabinet as he falls onto his hind. There is a light "clang" sound though no sound of glass breaking. Jubilosa pokes her head through the door, rather dexterously from an extended neck.
"What happened?"
Silver pulls on the door....
But whether through faulty legs, or something on the floor, Silver slips and falls to the ground, his right two legs both sliding forward and hitting a cabinet as he falls onto his hind. There is a light "clang" sound though no sound of glass breaking. Jubilosa pokes her head through the door, rather dexterously from an extended neck.
"What happened?"
She keeps her head poking through, moving occasionally in sudden, birdlike movement. The door slowly opens more as Mala slowly walks his way through, behind Silver
>>123451
Now, Silver rips something loose, and the door is forced open. There is another sound of glass clanking, but nothing seems to have been damaged in the process of breaking the door open
Now, Silver rips something loose, and the door is forced open. There is another sound of glass clanking, but nothing seems to have been damaged in the process of breaking the door open
>>123453
It's a decent array of potions. Multiple healing potions - it looks like a couple vials of cure moderate wounds, maybe four of cure light wounds, two of delay poison, and one each of neutralize poison, magic fang, lesser restoration, and remove paralysis - give or take a vial or two. This is besides containers of more than one variety of opiate anesthetic, tranquilizers, and a single container of chloroform. There is also a cylinder of nitrous oxide
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It's a decent array of potions. Multiple healing potions - it looks like a couple vials of cure moderate wounds, maybe four of cure light wounds, two of delay poison, and one each of neutralize poison, magic fang, lesser restoration, and remove paralysis - give or take a vial or two. This is besides containers of more than one variety of opiate anesthetic, tranquilizers, and a single container of chloroform. There is also a cylinder of nitrous oxide
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>>123455
As most of the containers are small there is not much concern for weight, though the dozens of vials constantly "clang" in his bag as Silver moves
As most of the containers are small there is not much concern for weight, though the dozens of vials constantly "clang" in his bag as Silver moves
>>123457
These are Iron, Silver himself, and midnight. Dark Star has a light wound, though nothing serious. None of the rescues nor Blue Skies have any injuries, though Jubilosa and Zwolf were injured before and given potions
These are Iron, Silver himself, and midnight. Dark Star has a light wound, though nothing serious. None of the rescues nor Blue Skies have any injuries, though Jubilosa and Zwolf were injured before and given potions
>>123458
Silver knows how badly wounded he's been, and how badly wounded Iron's been. What about Midnight?
Silver knows how badly wounded he's been, and how badly wounded Iron's been. What about Midnight?
>>123459
Midnight suffered the worst of anypony in the big fight, but was healed in part, and also did not take part in the later fight against the two interlopers. She is wounded, but better off than both Silver and especially Iron
(~20 hp of damage, maybe 24 or so remaining. This is an imprecise estimate)
Midnight suffered the worst of anypony in the big fight, but was healed in part, and also did not take part in the later fight against the two interlopers. She is wounded, but better off than both Silver and especially Iron
(~20 hp of damage, maybe 24 or so remaining. This is an imprecise estimate)
Let's put off distributing the potions for the moment. Is there anything else of interest in the room?
>>123461
This particular room only has the aforementioned medical supplied and equipment across drawers and cabinets, mostly along a single wall, though with some on the opposite side
This particular room only has the aforementioned medical supplied and equipment across drawers and cabinets, mostly along a single wall, though with some on the opposite side
>>123463
In another room on this side is what appears to be a very small office, with a desk, a chair, and a type writer. Papers show nothing interesting. On the opposite side is a closed room with a bed. The most interesting things in this room is an oxygen canister and a surgical drill
In another room on this side is what appears to be a very small office, with a desk, a chair, and a type writer. Papers show nothing interesting. On the opposite side is a closed room with a bed. The most interesting things in this room is an oxygen canister and a surgical drill
>>123465
It is the only powered piece of equipment. There are, however, scalpels, lancets, retractors, pipettes, forceps, and clamps in a cabinet
It is the only powered piece of equipment. There are, however, scalpels, lancets, retractors, pipettes, forceps, and clamps in a cabinet
>>123466
Ah. The sight is slightly less gruesome than I had imagined. What's inside the desk in the other room?
Ah. The sight is slightly less gruesome than I had imagined. What's inside the desk in the other room?
>>123467
(And a few separate types of drill bits)
Note that the great majority of the equipment seems to be more recent that the building's last function as a poorhouse, with most of the drugs having dates within the last three years - though some has expired anyways. Some equipment, especially crutches, is much older though, either inherited or purchased second hand.
The desk is mostly empty, with only a few papers inside, such as requisition papers, medical and surgical records, notes, and a few birth and death certificates.
(And a few separate types of drill bits)
Note that the great majority of the equipment seems to be more recent that the building's last function as a poorhouse, with most of the drugs having dates within the last three years - though some has expired anyways. Some equipment, especially crutches, is much older though, either inherited or purchased second hand.
The desk is mostly empty, with only a few papers inside, such as requisition papers, medical and surgical records, notes, and a few birth and death certificates.
>>123469
Hand written, and all of a medical nature. Some notes about triage on a number of wounded. A question of whether an unsuccessful attempt to treat a bullet wound should be transferred to a public hospital (answered in the negative) and the same question about treatment for cancer (answered in the affirmative). A question of whether excessive sleep deprivation may be resolved by means of stimulates - no written answer. A series of questions about what body parts may be disposed in the landfill, the bay, or even sewage. Answered with immediate skepticism towards the placement of any parts of corpses in trash or the harbor bay, though with some suggestion that cremated bone fragments may be spread in either trash or the harbor bay. Suggestion that blood and digested bone fragments may be disposed in sewage. Discussion and notes about what seems to have been a typhus outbreak in miniature, with suggestions to burn clothing, vaccinate, and treat for lice.
Discussion about harm to legs and claws/hooves by restraints and equipment, and treatment. Some actual notes on how to prevent death by blood loss on a claw that is caught in stamping machine, as well as notes on cheap, reusable prosthetics. A single note asking questions about the removal of skins - but this appears to be only the first page of a larger set of notes that has been cut off or is unavailable. An actually fairly long series of questions about Changeling draining and its effects - no quick description can be given because of the complexity of the subject, but the document doesn't seem to offer much in the way of answers.
Finally, there are notes on some specific way of cutting open the chest cavities of several kinds of creature while still leaving the creature alive, with particular detail taken to how to avoid death by blood loss. This one is several pages long and includes some drawings, as well as ways to make cuts or stabbings. It's almost like cuts of steak
Most of these discussions are disorganized scribbling on paper, mostly are one or two pages in length, some include drawings but most don't, and some visibly have multiple colors of pen with orange written next to and over-top of blue ink. Some are written solely in blue ink
Hand written, and all of a medical nature. Some notes about triage on a number of wounded. A question of whether an unsuccessful attempt to treat a bullet wound should be transferred to a public hospital (answered in the negative) and the same question about treatment for cancer (answered in the affirmative). A question of whether excessive sleep deprivation may be resolved by means of stimulates - no written answer. A series of questions about what body parts may be disposed in the landfill, the bay, or even sewage. Answered with immediate skepticism towards the placement of any parts of corpses in trash or the harbor bay, though with some suggestion that cremated bone fragments may be spread in either trash or the harbor bay. Suggestion that blood and digested bone fragments may be disposed in sewage. Discussion and notes about what seems to have been a typhus outbreak in miniature, with suggestions to burn clothing, vaccinate, and treat for lice.
Discussion about harm to legs and claws/hooves by restraints and equipment, and treatment. Some actual notes on how to prevent death by blood loss on a claw that is caught in stamping machine, as well as notes on cheap, reusable prosthetics. A single note asking questions about the removal of skins - but this appears to be only the first page of a larger set of notes that has been cut off or is unavailable. An actually fairly long series of questions about Changeling draining and its effects - no quick description can be given because of the complexity of the subject, but the document doesn't seem to offer much in the way of answers.
Finally, there are notes on some specific way of cutting open the chest cavities of several kinds of creature while still leaving the creature alive, with particular detail taken to how to avoid death by blood loss. This one is several pages long and includes some drawings, as well as ways to make cuts or stabbings. It's almost like cuts of steak
Most of these discussions are disorganized scribbling on paper, mostly are one or two pages in length, some include drawings but most don't, and some visibly have multiple colors of pen with orange written next to and over-top of blue ink. Some are written solely in blue ink
>>123470
>>123469
The notes are mostly in blue ink, and seem to have primarily two handwriting styles. Responses, comments and answers are usually off to the side, underneath, or after sections of writting, and written in orange. Some of these are in one of the aforementioned two styles. But some are written in a very fine, careful calligraphy. And one set of notes, the very last set about vivisection, is written entirely in black ink with the careful calligraphy
>>123469
The notes are mostly in blue ink, and seem to have primarily two handwriting styles. Responses, comments and answers are usually off to the side, underneath, or after sections of writting, and written in orange. Some of these are in one of the aforementioned two styles. But some are written in a very fine, careful calligraphy. And one set of notes, the very last set about vivisection, is written entirely in black ink with the careful calligraphy
>>123472
Only Mala and Jubilosa are around to hear this remark. Jubilosa slowly pulls her head out of the room
Only Mala and Jubilosa are around to hear this remark. Jubilosa slowly pulls her head out of the room
>>123474
Not as a part of the infirmary. But there is at least one more room on the other side of the hall on the second floor
Not as a part of the infirmary. But there is at least one more room on the other side of the hall on the second floor
>>123476
On the opposite side is a door with the plate over it falling off in part. It opens up to a small room less than 20 feet across that has some seats off to the left. To the right is a long glass window covered over on the opposite side with something like a curtain, and a door.
On the opposite side is a door with the plate over it falling off in part. It opens up to a small room less than 20 feet across that has some seats off to the left. To the right is a long glass window covered over on the opposite side with something like a curtain, and a door.
>>123478
The room Silver was in is a bit... faded. There were a couple chairs. Older, though the wall could have held more, and the walls were a faded white wash. The glass is cracked. Going through the door (unlocked), he enters a very new room. Tile floors, and tile half way up the wall until white wash, and some marks in the wall where something was removed. But it is what is there now that is most interesting. Two large machines, each with rolls of paper and presses. And a table with several books.
The room Silver was in is a bit... faded. There were a couple chairs. Older, though the wall could have held more, and the walls were a faded white wash. The glass is cracked. Going through the door (unlocked), he enters a very new room. Tile floors, and tile half way up the wall until white wash, and some marks in the wall where something was removed. But it is what is there now that is most interesting. Two large machines, each with rolls of paper and presses. And a table with several books.
>>123480
A book press does indeed seem to be exactly what it is. Looking at the books, they are all the same. Bound and covered in leather - or at least, it looks like leather. No markings of any kind on the outside
A book press does indeed seem to be exactly what it is. Looking at the books, they are all the same. Bound and covered in leather - or at least, it looks like leather. No markings of any kind on the outside
>>123482
Oh yes. Yes there is. Here now, there is variance. Some have portions in Ponish, some are largely in a foreign language that is probably Herlandish, and some have both. But all have some third language. A language not identifiable, and not sounding much like any speech of griffin, nor kirin or zebra. There are many creatures out there, and who can say what they speak or don't speak? But the harsh consonants and bizarre grammar of this alien tongue seem... wrong.
>>123483
This leather, you can bet is
Oh yes. Yes there is. Here now, there is variance. Some have portions in Ponish, some are largely in a foreign language that is probably Herlandish, and some have both. But all have some third language. A language not identifiable, and not sounding much like any speech of griffin, nor kirin or zebra. There are many creatures out there, and who can say what they speak or don't speak? But the harsh consonants and bizarre grammar of this alien tongue seem... wrong.
>>123483
This leather, you can bet is
>>123485
It's difficult to grasp the entire contents of a book in only a few minutes, flipping through. Yet a scanning read, and a few pages flipped here and there, gives a glimpse....
A wise griffin, a sorcerer or druid, named Vortigan, consults with spirits under moonlight. Using the mind as contact to something deeper... broader. Broad as the vastness of space. A tribe called the Maarverni, who found these secrets. Here is an illustration. It's like a giant statue of a griffin, made of sticks, wicker and twine. More than one griffin is inside, and another outside carries a torch. Another illustration of the location of stars, though these are not stars visible in the sky. Descriptions of shadows dancing across mist filled craters on the moons far side, whispering their wisdom to those hidden things that pass in black ether of space
It's difficult to grasp the entire contents of a book in only a few minutes, flipping through. Yet a scanning read, and a few pages flipped here and there, gives a glimpse....
A wise griffin, a sorcerer or druid, named Vortigan, consults with spirits under moonlight. Using the mind as contact to something deeper... broader. Broad as the vastness of space. A tribe called the Maarverni, who found these secrets. Here is an illustration. It's like a giant statue of a griffin, made of sticks, wicker and twine. More than one griffin is inside, and another outside carries a torch. Another illustration of the location of stars, though these are not stars visible in the sky. Descriptions of shadows dancing across mist filled craters on the moons far side, whispering their wisdom to those hidden things that pass in black ether of space
>>123486
"Maarverni...were these original worshipers of Maar, then? These must be books of worship, then."
Silver investigates the book presses.
"Maarverni...were these original worshipers of Maar, then? These must be books of worship, then."
Silver investigates the book presses.
>>123487
A number of plates with lettering on them that rotate and press into ink, then onto paper. They are smaller than the printing presses of formal publishing companies and newspapers, yet still fairly large. Only black ink seems to be used, and there are plates off to the side that are not in immediate use but must rather be switched out. The press seems to be powered a black
coated electric cable that comes down directly from the ceiling and no through normal electrical outlets. It isn't entirely clear how the leather cover is added, but one of the machines has many pages in it
A number of plates with lettering on them that rotate and press into ink, then onto paper. They are smaller than the printing presses of formal publishing companies and newspapers, yet still fairly large. Only black ink seems to be used, and there are plates off to the side that are not in immediate use but must rather be switched out. The press seems to be powered a black
coated electric cable that comes down directly from the ceiling and no through normal electrical outlets. It isn't entirely clear how the leather cover is added, but one of the machines has many pages in it
>>123488
"Hmm...seems normal, I suppose, though I have never seen printing presses before. But why is window looking into this room...?"
"Hmm...seems normal, I suppose, though I have never seen printing presses before. But why is window looking into this room...?"
>>123489
From this side, it's completely covered up. They must not have wanted what is in this room to be visible into the other any longer. Over to the right is another door.
At this point, a couple of Silver's followers make their way in. Johann almost seemed to have smelled it, walking in and taking a look. Blue Skies, likewise looks around, becoming less interested when she sees the room is clear. And Mala walks in after the griffins, keeping his head low
From this side, it's completely covered up. They must not have wanted what is in this room to be visible into the other any longer. Over to the right is another door.
At this point, a couple of Silver's followers make their way in. Johann almost seemed to have smelled it, walking in and taking a look. Blue Skies, likewise looks around, becoming less interested when she sees the room is clear. And Mala walks in after the griffins, keeping his head low
>>123490
He nods to the new arrivals to the room.
"Looks like they have been printing Maarist 'holy' books."
He nods to the new arrivals to the room.
"Looks like they have been printing Maarist 'holy' books."
>>123491
Johann is already staring down the presses. The room is dark and Johann is only barely visible in the light Silver uses to illuminate the presses. But his eyes gleam, and Silver can see the death stare he gives the presses, as he slowly walks closer, and looks down to the books on the table. He does not bother to pick them up. After a pause, he responds to Silver
"So they have"
Then he reaches out a claw towards a book, and four inches away, pulls his claw back
"All of this... must be burned. Kill it before it spreads. Metastasizes..."
Skies walks around, looking at other parts of the room, and is somewhat confused. She actually speaks before Johann starts
"Like a damned cancer spreading"
Johann is already staring down the presses. The room is dark and Johann is only barely visible in the light Silver uses to illuminate the presses. But his eyes gleam, and Silver can see the death stare he gives the presses, as he slowly walks closer, and looks down to the books on the table. He does not bother to pick them up. After a pause, he responds to Silver
"So they have"
Then he reaches out a claw towards a book, and four inches away, pulls his claw back
"All of this... must be burned. Kill it before it spreads. Metastasizes..."
Skies walks around, looking at other parts of the room, and is somewhat confused. She actually speaks before Johann starts
"Like a damned cancer spreading"
>>123492
Silver looks at Johann and his reaction.
"You act as though merely touching the book would corrupt you...does Maar truly have that effect on Griffons?"
Silver looks at Johann and his reaction.
"You act as though merely touching the book would corrupt you...does Maar truly have that effect on Griffons?"
>>123493
He blinks
"No... Maar comes into the soul like a grub, or a termite, eating through wood. He never goes for where the soul is strong, and hard. Only where there are weaknesses. Cracks. Rot in the soul, finding his way through weak parts, his tendrils feeling about, eating and working their way in to eat it from the inside. Hollowing it out. Even those who seem to be strong of soul are sometimes corrupted. Maar takes particular pleasure in that. But he may do so only because, and only where, there are weaknesses to exploit.
In that way he is a vulture. Having not the strength of beak to pull apart the toughest flesh, but waiting for it to rot and soften.
But it is not fear of corruption that makes me revile those covers. It is what they are made of..."
He blinks
"No... Maar comes into the soul like a grub, or a termite, eating through wood. He never goes for where the soul is strong, and hard. Only where there are weaknesses. Cracks. Rot in the soul, finding his way through weak parts, his tendrils feeling about, eating and working their way in to eat it from the inside. Hollowing it out. Even those who seem to be strong of soul are sometimes corrupted. Maar takes particular pleasure in that. But he may do so only because, and only where, there are weaknesses to exploit.
In that way he is a vulture. Having not the strength of beak to pull apart the toughest flesh, but waiting for it to rot and soften.
But it is not fear of corruption that makes me revile those covers. It is what they are made of..."
>>123495
The covers are certainly hide, though at least partly tanned and may qualify as leather. They are light brown or tan color, often lighter towards the center. Silver cannot tell what animal or creature they are made from
The covers are certainly hide, though at least partly tanned and may qualify as leather. They are light brown or tan color, often lighter towards the center. Silver cannot tell what animal or creature they are made from
>>123497
>>123496
>>123495
Blue Skies reacts:
"What is wrong with these... creatures"
She seems to stumble over words for a moment, and looks to Johann
"It's like Hellsword all over again"
Johann narrows his eyebrows and looks over to Blue Skies for a moment, but stops just as quickly, and looks back to Silver
Johann:
"I can't say for sure... But it is a good bet"
>>123496
>>123495
Blue Skies reacts:
"What is wrong with these... creatures"
She seems to stumble over words for a moment, and looks to Johann
"It's like Hellsword all over again"
Johann narrows his eyebrows and looks over to Blue Skies for a moment, but stops just as quickly, and looks back to Silver
Johann:
"I can't say for sure... But it is a good bet"
>>123499
A single room in the back. But openning the door shows it to be another room of tile floor and half tile walls. A clean environment, like the surgery room. But whatever was in it has been replaced by a table with a device to cut leather, another to sew it, and a couple bindings on the table.
A single room in the back. But openning the door shows it to be another room of tile floor and half tile walls. A clean environment, like the surgery room. But whatever was in it has been replaced by a table with a device to cut leather, another to sew it, and a couple bindings on the table.
>>123501
There's thread - it looks like normal thread - for sewing, and a Springer sewing machine. Johann again looks judgmental at the seen, and Skies even more visibly disgusted. Mala slowly walks around, sad and solemn
There's thread - it looks like normal thread - for sewing, and a Springer sewing machine. Johann again looks judgmental at the seen, and Skies even more visibly disgusted. Mala slowly walks around, sad and solemn
>>123503
The ears go back, then his mouth moves up to a kind of smile. But it goes back down, and he looks over to Silver.
"We haven't run into all of the Society's security yet... I think they must be upstairs. The Society at least. I don't know where their security is"
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The ears go back, then his mouth moves up to a kind of smile. But it goes back down, and he looks over to Silver.
"We haven't run into all of the Society's security yet... I think they must be upstairs. The Society at least. I don't know where their security is"
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>>123505
"Maakie..." he looks away for a moment
"I think I know who that is. No. He was never a full member. Or didn't quite act like it at least. He did work for them. He would be with their security"
"Maakie..." he looks away for a moment
"I think I know who that is. No. He was never a full member. Or didn't quite act like it at least. He did work for them. He would be with their security"
>>123506
"Then he will still be in same area. Perhaps we might confront members of this Society at same time."
"Then he will still be in same area. Perhaps we might confront members of this Society at same time."
>>123507
"I don't know if the Society wants that. Their leader wants to stay out of fighting if he can, or at least that's how it was in skirmishes with the gangs. I am not sure I would want to face all of them at the same time. They are strong. Very strong. Especially when together at the same time. All of us together were very strong when the soldiers came in. There were many of them. Not street gangsters, not police. Soldiers by the dozen. And we beat them back. Of course there were more of us back then. Now they only have the townies, and what is left of their 'security'."
"I don't know if the Society wants that. Their leader wants to stay out of fighting if he can, or at least that's how it was in skirmishes with the gangs. I am not sure I would want to face all of them at the same time. They are strong. Very strong. Especially when together at the same time. All of us together were very strong when the soldiers came in. There were many of them. Not street gangsters, not police. Soldiers by the dozen. And we beat them back. Of course there were more of us back then. Now they only have the townies, and what is left of their 'security'."
>>123508
"In all honestly, I could not care less about what society wants. They have not earned that privilege. What do you know, or think you know, about what they have at their disposal to fight with?"
"In all honestly, I could not care less about what society wants. They have not earned that privilege. What do you know, or think you know, about what they have at their disposal to fight with?"
>>123509
"Well.... there is the head of the hired help himself, Maakie. He was in the military, or something. Or maybe he was a pirate. But he can fight and he still has a couple of his own employees. You killed most of them already I think, or disabled them. He hires zebras and gnolls. I was one of his. I was not a part of the society.
Then there is the society. We... well we... handled? Handled the heartlanders. They are not a problem now. It's only the townies. The townies will not be as willing to fight. The heartlanders fought so hard because they could be deported. No one wants to be deported. Especially not the heartlanders. So it was better for them to fight, and they did, and many of them died. But I don't want to talk about that...
Oh, right. The townies. The townies will probably be more cowardly. They may fight, I don't know. I would not be surprised if some of them have guns. They will surely be willing to use them if they know we handled the heartlanders. It's really their leader that is the most dangerous. The leader of the society, I think he is the founder. He is a townie. He has magical powers. And he has friends who have magic, or who are dangerous. I think there is a heartlander there who was something like a knight. There is another Kaftar I have seen in the townie group. They may be good fighters. The lesser members, I think, will have less reason to fight. But the leadership, they have their backs against the wall"
"Well.... there is the head of the hired help himself, Maakie. He was in the military, or something. Or maybe he was a pirate. But he can fight and he still has a couple of his own employees. You killed most of them already I think, or disabled them. He hires zebras and gnolls. I was one of his. I was not a part of the society.
Then there is the society. We... well we... handled? Handled the heartlanders. They are not a problem now. It's only the townies. The townies will not be as willing to fight. The heartlanders fought so hard because they could be deported. No one wants to be deported. Especially not the heartlanders. So it was better for them to fight, and they did, and many of them died. But I don't want to talk about that...
Oh, right. The townies. The townies will probably be more cowardly. They may fight, I don't know. I would not be surprised if some of them have guns. They will surely be willing to use them if they know we handled the heartlanders. It's really their leader that is the most dangerous. The leader of the society, I think he is the founder. He is a townie. He has magical powers. And he has friends who have magic, or who are dangerous. I think there is a heartlander there who was something like a knight. There is another Kaftar I have seen in the townie group. They may be good fighters. The lesser members, I think, will have less reason to fight. But the leadership, they have their backs against the wall"
>>123511
Mala silently nods, his brown eyes reflecting perhaps more than normal
"Those creatures you have out in the hallway. The hippogriff, the horse, the pony colt. What are they going to do?"
Mala silently nods, his brown eyes reflecting perhaps more than normal
"Those creatures you have out in the hallway. The hippogriff, the horse, the pony colt. What are they going to do?"
>>123513
Mala twists his head left and looks at Silver, causing his left ear to fall down.
"But you lead us so far"
Mala twists his head left and looks at Silver, causing his left ear to fall down.
"But you lead us so far"
>>123515
He turns his head up and looks up at floof pone. Or he does so slightly, as his shoulders are about equal to Silver's, and only because his head hangs lower is Silver's head higher. But as he looks up to Silver, he says,
"I will follow you"
He turns his head up and looks up at floof pone. Or he does so slightly, as his shoulders are about equal to Silver's, and only because his head hangs lower is Silver's head higher. But as he looks up to Silver, he says,
"I will follow you"
>>123529
Yes. What does Spark do next? I don't recall if he went with Brie or not, but either way, the lieutenant is with the prisoner
Yes. What does Spark do next? I don't recall if he went with Brie or not, but either way, the lieutenant is with the prisoner
>>123531
Coming back? He would be at some point, for the reason that Spark at this point is not far from the ramp between the pit and the mill
Coming back? He would be at some point, for the reason that Spark at this point is not far from the ramp between the pit and the mill
>>123532
I suppose if I can see him, I would head his way and listen in to his conversation. Can I glean anything from what I overhear?
I suppose if I can see him, I would head his way and listen in to his conversation. Can I glean anything from what I overhear?
>>123533
A bizarrely sanguine tone of voice from Brie, Zu Lang saying something, and varied tones from Zu Lang ranging from taking offense to sounding defensive to serious talk. A couple words that can be heard are "explosives" from Brie and "insurgents" from Zu Lang
A bizarrely sanguine tone of voice from Brie, Zu Lang saying something, and varied tones from Zu Lang ranging from taking offense to sounding defensive to serious talk. A couple words that can be heard are "explosives" from Brie and "insurgents" from Zu Lang
>>123534
Spark is definitely worried to hear them talking about explosives. But he politely waits for their discussion to end before interrupting. He also looks around to see if they are heading to something that obviously might house said explosives.
Spark is definitely worried to hear them talking about explosives. But he politely waits for their discussion to end before interrupting. He also looks around to see if they are heading to something that obviously might house said explosives.
>>123535
It takes them a little time before they leave from that spot in the pit, but they eventually go up the ramp, and out of the pit, on the route that goes back towards the town
It takes them a little time before they leave from that spot in the pit, but they eventually go up the ramp, and out of the pit, on the route that goes back towards the town
>>123536
Spark decides that he better make explosives work with the light show. He looks for a spot to better servey the area, to plan the logistics of the unpredictable bat of destruction and his bomb surprise.
Spark decides that he better make explosives work with the light show. He looks for a spot to better servey the area, to plan the logistics of the unpredictable bat of destruction and his bomb surprise.
>>123537
To the left (west) of the pit there is an area a few hundred meters wide with a paved road, a railway track, a clearing, and a little bit further north is processing facility. To the west of that is forest - pine and fir trees 70 feet or higher.
To the left (west) of the pit there is an area a few hundred meters wide with a paved road, a railway track, a clearing, and a little bit further north is processing facility. To the west of that is forest - pine and fir trees 70 feet or higher.
>>123538
Spark decides he better check out the forest everypony is so concerned about this days. Perhaps Spark can use it to his advantage when the chaos breaks out.
Spark decides he better check out the forest everypony is so concerned about this days. Perhaps Spark can use it to his advantage when the chaos breaks out.
>>123539
Walking up the big stone ramp, Spark finds his way on a small dirt path that quickly merges with a small and somewhat damaged asphalt roadway partly covered in mud. Beyond that a few feet is a railway. Spark may be concerned by the train, with attached black steam locomotive and a few dozen open cars. But it's stationary for the moment, after moving backwards some feet. Beyond this Is an area of stumps, grass, and a few seedlings.
Further beyond this, the pine sea. Some of the trees seem to have damage to bark, or knocked down limbs. Most do not. Looking through the tree line the space between trees is mostly clear enough of brush and vine to allow movement below the trees. It's dark under the canopy. Not so much by the edges where the light bleeds through, but deeper into the trees. It's almost like twilight at midday in some areas.
Walking up the big stone ramp, Spark finds his way on a small dirt path that quickly merges with a small and somewhat damaged asphalt roadway partly covered in mud. Beyond that a few feet is a railway. Spark may be concerned by the train, with attached black steam locomotive and a few dozen open cars. But it's stationary for the moment, after moving backwards some feet. Beyond this Is an area of stumps, grass, and a few seedlings.
Further beyond this, the pine sea. Some of the trees seem to have damage to bark, or knocked down limbs. Most do not. Looking through the tree line the space between trees is mostly clear enough of brush and vine to allow movement below the trees. It's dark under the canopy. Not so much by the edges where the light bleeds through, but deeper into the trees. It's almost like twilight at midday in some areas.
>>123542
Well, to begin with, where the train is. Is this a loading station? Just track? Why did it stop here?
Well, to begin with, where the train is. Is this a loading station? Just track? Why did it stop here?
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>>123543
The train goes along the track to an industrial facility. The facility itself has metal sheets on the exterior, at least one visible conveyor belt on the outside, and is fairly loud, making clanking noises. It's hardly a large factory or anything like that, but is still the largest building Spark has seen in the area. The track - it's a single track, goes underneath an over hanging part of the building covered in grey paint. The train backed up a little, but is now stationary, letting out some steam that turns a thick white in the cold air
The train goes along the track to an industrial facility. The facility itself has metal sheets on the exterior, at least one visible conveyor belt on the outside, and is fairly loud, making clanking noises. It's hardly a large factory or anything like that, but is still the largest building Spark has seen in the area. The track - it's a single track, goes underneath an over hanging part of the building covered in grey paint. The train backed up a little, but is now stationary, letting out some steam that turns a thick white in the cold air
>>123545
Looking down both sides, it's hard to see any pony. But upon closer inspection, there are actually at least two. One is on the right side by the facility, looking forward towards the train. The other is hanging out of the locomotive itself
Looking down both sides, it's hard to see any pony. But upon closer inspection, there are actually at least two. One is on the right side by the facility, looking forward towards the train. The other is hanging out of the locomotive itself
>>123547
As the train lines up, there is a wait of at least a couple minutes. But before too long, a stream of small rocks starts to fill into one of the black-painted steel hopper cars
As the train lines up, there is a wait of at least a couple minutes. But before too long, a stream of small rocks starts to fill into one of the black-painted steel hopper cars
>>123548
>>123547
The pony on the right seems to make signals, then goes closer to one of the cars. After a minute or so he moves over to the side, and watches the car slowly fill. The pony on the left gets out and looks at a car, then gets back into the locomotive. There is shouting, either from one to the other or to persons unseen
>>123547
The pony on the right seems to make signals, then goes closer to one of the cars. After a minute or so he moves over to the side, and watches the car slowly fill. The pony on the left gets out and looks at a car, then gets back into the locomotive. There is shouting, either from one to the other or to persons unseen
>>123549
Though hijacking the train and leading the ponies out in a large escape might be the first thing that pops into my head, it is probably best I continue checking out the rest of the place. While the ponies are distracted, Spark crosses the track and continues to look around the forest, wondering why changelings fear it so much.
Though hijacking the train and leading the ponies out in a large escape might be the first thing that pops into my head, it is probably best I continue checking out the rest of the place. While the ponies are distracted, Spark crosses the track and continues to look around the forest, wondering why changelings fear it so much.
>>123550
It isn't too difficult to evade observation by the workers, given they are distracted or disinterested at the moment. Peering back into the woods, again, there is only so much grass and bushes on the forest floor. Most of it is covered in brown and decaying needles, pine cones, and in some instances bare brown earth, occasionally depressed by hoof prints, or with knocked down limbs. The first thing about the forest that is noticeable is also a contributing explanation to why it is so scary. Most of the space under the trees is non-distinctive from any other, and though you may see a hundred or more feet out, visibility beyond maybe a tenth of a mile, or even less, is non-existent in the dense woods. There are few landmarks, and it would be easy to get lost.
It isn't too difficult to evade observation by the workers, given they are distracted or disinterested at the moment. Peering back into the woods, again, there is only so much grass and bushes on the forest floor. Most of it is covered in brown and decaying needles, pine cones, and in some instances bare brown earth, occasionally depressed by hoof prints, or with knocked down limbs. The first thing about the forest that is noticeable is also a contributing explanation to why it is so scary. Most of the space under the trees is non-distinctive from any other, and though you may see a hundred or more feet out, visibility beyond maybe a tenth of a mile, or even less, is non-existent in the dense woods. There are few landmarks, and it would be easy to get lost.
>>123551
He doesn't go far, keeping the tracks within eyesight so he can head back, but he makes note that he can make this work to his advantage later. After some exploring, he walks back to the tracks.
He doesn't go far, keeping the tracks within eyesight so he can head back, but he makes note that he can make this work to his advantage later. After some exploring, he walks back to the tracks.
>>123552
Spark walks away from the trees, which sway with the north wind, and back towards the pit. Off in the distance a power shovel picks up rock and ore, and places it into the bed of a waiting truck. More processed ore falls into a now-different hopper
Spark walks away from the trees, which sway with the north wind, and back towards the pit. Off in the distance a power shovel picks up rock and ore, and places it into the bed of a waiting truck. More processed ore falls into a now-different hopper
>>123554
The track goes two ways. Towards the ore processing mill, and in the direction of town, though it splits and goes around town to the west, as Blackwood is up on the hill, and the tracks go around it. It always stays by the forest, though with a clearing separating them. In this section it is on the other side of the road which follows alongside the pit
The track goes two ways. Towards the ore processing mill, and in the direction of town, though it splits and goes around town to the west, as Blackwood is up on the hill, and the tracks go around it. It always stays by the forest, though with a clearing separating them. In this section it is on the other side of the road which follows alongside the pit
>>123555
Checked.
I suppose next I will see about the town, and how far it is from the tracks. Perhaps this will come in handy.
Checked.
I suppose next I will see about the town, and how far it is from the tracks. Perhaps this will come in handy.
>>123556
Past where the tracks and road seperate, the track becomes a double track, goes on for a quarter mile or so, and there is a small train station, or at least a small building with an elevated wooden platform and a red tile roof next to the track. This is at the bottom of the hill Blackwood is partly built overtop of.
Past where the tracks and road seperate, the track becomes a double track, goes on for a quarter mile or so, and there is a small train station, or at least a small building with an elevated wooden platform and a red tile roof next to the track. This is at the bottom of the hill Blackwood is partly built overtop of.
>>123558
Through a window in another room is one stallion, he looks like a railway attendant, who is not paying attention
Through a window in another room is one stallion, he looks like a railway attendant, who is not paying attention
>>123560
In the train station? Not particularly. An inside section has a room with an attendant - aforementioned stallion - and a waiting room with some chairs. There are posters on the wall. One is a poster of a pony couple eating cotton candy on a Ferris Wheel, with the words in big red letters overtop - "Whinnyapolis State Fair - August 28 - September 8". This Poster is faded, and Partly covered over by a new, blacker themed poster of the close up of a Changeling Queen's Muzzle merging to look out over many Changelings, in uniform and not, standing at attention, who are placed above many ponies standing and dressed in varieties of mundane clothing. At the very top is "Chrysalis, Queen Mother Over All".
On the other side of the room is a poster of a streamlined Diesel Train travelling over a rocky bank, through wheat fields to the left, a lake over to the right, with a forest and a lone wolf visible over in the background. The text is "Ponytown Northern Railway - Serving Whinnysota"
In the train station? Not particularly. An inside section has a room with an attendant - aforementioned stallion - and a waiting room with some chairs. There are posters on the wall. One is a poster of a pony couple eating cotton candy on a Ferris Wheel, with the words in big red letters overtop - "Whinnyapolis State Fair - August 28 - September 8". This Poster is faded, and Partly covered over by a new, blacker themed poster of the close up of a Changeling Queen's Muzzle merging to look out over many Changelings, in uniform and not, standing at attention, who are placed above many ponies standing and dressed in varieties of mundane clothing. At the very top is "Chrysalis, Queen Mother Over All".
On the other side of the room is a poster of a streamlined Diesel Train travelling over a rocky bank, through wheat fields to the left, a lake over to the right, with a forest and a lone wolf visible over in the background. The text is "Ponytown Northern Railway - Serving Whinnysota"
>>123562
He pops up, like he's startled
"Oh"
He looks back to Spark. He's an elder unicorn of an approximately brownish color with an orange tinge
"Hi there. Didn't see you walking in. You looking to buy a ticket?"
He pops up, like he's startled
"Oh"
He looks back to Spark. He's an elder unicorn of an approximately brownish color with an orange tinge
"Hi there. Didn't see you walking in. You looking to buy a ticket?"
>>123566
Brie has just collected a very large set of explosives from the mine after talking to Zu Lang. Spark should be there to meet up with
Brie has just collected a very large set of explosives from the mine after talking to Zu Lang. Spark should be there to meet up with
>>123567
Alright then. Brie returns to the cart with,... lots of explosives, and I would emote a spring in his step to boot.
Alright then. Brie returns to the cart with,... lots of explosives, and I would emote a spring in his step to boot.
>>123568
Brie finds himself followed in light step by another drone, also wearing what appears to be an officer's hat, with a black and white coat.
Opening the door to the cart, some miner ponies stop their work to watch him as he loads it in. So too do Seb and Fun seem impressed, or perhaps concerned, by the quantity of explosives
Brie finds himself followed in light step by another drone, also wearing what appears to be an officer's hat, with a black and white coat.
Opening the door to the cart, some miner ponies stop their work to watch him as he loads it in. So too do Seb and Fun seem impressed, or perhaps concerned, by the quantity of explosives
>>123569
Brie busies himself rigging up the 3 charges (2 at 2/9 capacity and 1 at 5/9 capacity). "There! This should leave a hole." he says with a bit of satisfaction. He then looks for Sparks, as he's the only party member Brie hasn't checked in with. And the Lings, but they're not gonna want anything to do with this mission (not that Sparks is likely to either, but we'll see).
Brie busies himself rigging up the 3 charges (2 at 2/9 capacity and 1 at 5/9 capacity). "There! This should leave a hole." he says with a bit of satisfaction. He then looks for Sparks, as he's the only party member Brie hasn't checked in with. And the Lings, but they're not gonna want anything to do with this mission (not that Sparks is likely to either, but we'll see).
>>123570
Seb and Fun have been following Brie, and watch him rigging up the explosives. Kerr and Wesley are with Onyx, presumably close by
Seb and Fun have been following Brie, and watch him rigging up the explosives. Kerr and Wesley are with Onyx, presumably close by
>>123571
So like,... the bombs will only go off if they're lit right? They're not made with nitro-glycerine, are they? Does Brie know? I don't wanna be that guy from Lost.
So like,... the bombs will only go off if they're lit right? They're not made with nitro-glycerine, are they? Does Brie know? I don't wanna be that guy from Lost.
>>123572
Don't worry, the nitroglycerin in the dynamite is mixed with dolomite. It can still "sweat" and cause headaches if you hold it, but only fire, high temperatures, and adequate electric shocks will cause it to go off
Don't worry, the nitroglycerin in the dynamite is mixed with dolomite. It can still "sweat" and cause headaches if you hold it, but only fire, high temperatures, and adequate electric shocks will cause it to go off
>>123576
"Alright." He looks down
"Ten bits" He looks back up
"Now you have to have an official Hegemony passport to travel on the rail"
"Alright." He looks down
"Ten bits" He looks back up
"Now you have to have an official Hegemony passport to travel on the rail"
>>123577
“Ah. That was the other thing I wanted to talk to you about. Mine has expired and I need to get it renewed. Where is the best place to get that done?”
“Ah. That was the other thing I wanted to talk to you about. Mine has expired and I need to get it renewed. Where is the best place to get that done?”
>>123578
"Go to the office of Changeling police in town. The old police station, right across from the mining office, which is the biggest building up on the hill. Go down the road leading back in town and take a left. You can't miss it."
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"Go to the office of Changeling police in town. The old police station, right across from the mining office, which is the biggest building up on the hill. Go down the road leading back in town and take a left. You can't miss it."
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>>123581
"Ah Spark, how are you? Lovely day isn't it? The perfect sort of weather to blow things up with don't you think?"
"Ah Spark, how are you? Lovely day isn't it? The perfect sort of weather to blow things up with don't you think?"
>>123583
"Well, it seems that a number of these insurgents are hiding somewhere in the forest, and a protracted campaign of pressing them and vying for position sounds far too troublesome. I figured," and as he says this he presents the finished bombs "We could just strategically bomb the shit out of them!" ^_^
"Well, it seems that a number of these insurgents are hiding somewhere in the forest, and a protracted campaign of pressing them and vying for position sounds far too troublesome. I figured," and as he says this he presents the finished bombs "We could just strategically bomb the shit out of them!" ^_^
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>>123585
"Well there's not much to it at the moment. It involves me and either Seb or Fun flying in to gather recon, and then where we go from there depends on what we find. We might bomb them from the air, we might infiltrate a bit and make a more tactical strike,... it really depends."
"Well there's not much to it at the moment. It involves me and either Seb or Fun flying in to gather recon, and then where we go from there depends on what we find. We might bomb them from the air, we might infiltrate a bit and make a more tactical strike,... it really depends."
>>123588
“I interrogated a prisoner and might have an idea of what to do next. Not a great one, but an idea.”
“I interrogated a prisoner and might have an idea of what to do next. Not a great one, but an idea.”
>>123588
"Technically, the plan could work with me flying in solo, but one never knows what one will find." He sighs. "This would have been so much easier if they had foal-napped somepony like I had hoped."
"Technically, the plan could work with me flying in solo, but one never knows what one will find." He sighs. "This would have been so much easier if they had foal-napped somepony like I had hoped."
>>123589
"Oh? Oh! There's a prisoner! That's marvelous! What did he say? Is he still alive? Has he been tortured? CAN he be tortured?"
"Oh? Oh! There's a prisoner! That's marvelous! What did he say? Is he still alive? Has he been tortured? CAN he be tortured?"
>>123591
“He has been tortured, but gave me all I need to know just by asking. However...”
Spark looks around.
“I might need more privacy to tell you the details.”
“He has been tortured, but gave me all I need to know just by asking. However...”
Spark looks around.
“I might need more privacy to tell you the details.”
>>123593
>>123592
>>123591
There does indeed seem to be somecreature not far behind in probable listening range. It's the middle officer - the one Spark met before. He stands still and silent, though with an occasionally wobbly right foreleg. He stands there as the ponies go around to the other side of the cart, or perhaps deeper into the pit mine to talk in relative privacy
>>123592
>>123591
There does indeed seem to be somecreature not far behind in probable listening range. It's the middle officer - the one Spark met before. He stands still and silent, though with an occasionally wobbly right foreleg. He stands there as the ponies go around to the other side of the cart, or perhaps deeper into the pit mine to talk in relative privacy
>>123594
>>123595
“Well, I found out the answer to the trouble, though not as satisfying as I had hoped. Turns out all of the issues that have been going on have been accidents due to parties or drunkenness. So even if we executed suspects, the problems will only manifest again. The lost ponies died swimming while intoxicated. The wounds the changelings had were celebratory gunfire gone wrong. The damaged equipment, just fooling around while out of their senses. Apparently both changelings and ponies in this area get wasted and party hard, which is allowed because the changelings think this will help morale.”
“So... we have a bit of a problem. There is no target we can hit that would stop this from happening. And even if we could crack down on it, which the commanders don’t believe is the truth, hence the torture while he was saying it, then productivity will grind down anyway. That said, I do have a plan...”
>>123595
“Well, I found out the answer to the trouble, though not as satisfying as I had hoped. Turns out all of the issues that have been going on have been accidents due to parties or drunkenness. So even if we executed suspects, the problems will only manifest again. The lost ponies died swimming while intoxicated. The wounds the changelings had were celebratory gunfire gone wrong. The damaged equipment, just fooling around while out of their senses. Apparently both changelings and ponies in this area get wasted and party hard, which is allowed because the changelings think this will help morale.”
“So... we have a bit of a problem. There is no target we can hit that would stop this from happening. And even if we could crack down on it, which the commanders don’t believe is the truth, hence the torture while he was saying it, then productivity will grind down anyway. That said, I do have a plan...”
>>123596
"Alright, I'm listening," Brie says, trying to not be disappointed at the idea that doesn't need to be explosions.
"Alright, I'm listening," Brie says, trying to not be disappointed at the idea that doesn't need to be explosions.
>>123597
“I’ll need you to blow up the bombs rather close by in the forest to get everyone’s attention. Then, I’ll make an illusion of a monster, make him appear to smash something with a little more explosive, then make him vanish in the forest again. That will make them all believe that operations must cease here and they will move in actual troops to hunt through the forest.”
“I’ll need you to blow up the bombs rather close by in the forest to get everyone’s attention. Then, I’ll make an illusion of a monster, make him appear to smash something with a little more explosive, then make him vanish in the forest again. That will make them all believe that operations must cease here and they will move in actual troops to hunt through the forest.”
>>123598
"So, you want to trick the lot of them into thinking there is a threat that requires full military support, so that the cause of the lack of productivity is revealed without us having to be the bearers of bad news?" Brie thinks for a moment. "You're sure this pony was sufficiently and thoroughly tortured?"
"So, you want to trick the lot of them into thinking there is a threat that requires full military support, so that the cause of the lack of productivity is revealed without us having to be the bearers of bad news?" Brie thinks for a moment. "You're sure this pony was sufficiently and thoroughly tortured?"
>>123599
“Well, he might have been able to take a bit more if you did it right, but he seemed pretty drained of much of his will to live.”
“Well, he might have been able to take a bit more if you did it right, but he seemed pretty drained of much of his will to live.”
>>123601
“Being suspected of being one of the terrorists they are looking for... because he dented a shovel.”
“Being suspected of being one of the terrorists they are looking for... because he dented a shovel.”
>>123603
“Well, I suspect seeing a monster will be more than enough to get them to change their minds.”
“Well, I suspect seeing a monster will be more than enough to get them to change their minds.”
>>123606
"Not really, to be honest. Let me get this straight: the productivity loss is due to drunken-ness and a lack of discipline, and the Changelings who are 'in charge' are afraid to send the truth up the communication lines?"
"Not really, to be honest. Let me get this straight: the productivity loss is due to drunken-ness and a lack of discipline, and the Changelings who are 'in charge' are afraid to send the truth up the communication lines?"
>>123607
“Well, seeing as the pony that told them is being tortured to the point of hardly living, I would think they would want to keep south of that. And besides, the commander is stopping the chain of command himself, in order to save his own hide. So we have a choice to make, screw over the ponies and changeling grunts, or the high command.”
“Well, seeing as the pony that told them is being tortured to the point of hardly living, I would think they would want to keep south of that. And besides, the commander is stopping the chain of command himself, in order to save his own hide. So we have a choice to make, screw over the ponies and changeling grunts, or the high command.”
>>123608
Brie smiles. "The high command it is! We'll still go with your plan, but it needs a little refinement to accommodate the new target."
Brie smiles. "The high command it is! We'll still go with your plan, but it needs a little refinement to accommodate the new target."
>>123609
"The queen isn't going to want to hear that we sleuthed the cause of the lack of productivity, the High Command is responsible for maintaining discipline. Its quite simple, they have failed in their duty. An example must be made."
"The queen isn't going to want to hear that we sleuthed the cause of the lack of productivity, the High Command is responsible for maintaining discipline. Its quite simple, they have failed in their duty. An example must be made."
>>123610
"Well, its probably best to go ahead with your existing plan. For one, that will make an impression on the ponies in this town, and for two it will give plenty of distracting cover to acquire the bug in charge."
"Well, its probably best to go ahead with your existing plan. For one, that will make an impression on the ponies in this town, and for two it will give plenty of distracting cover to acquire the bug in charge."
>>123612
“Alright. Sounds good. Shall we begin immediately, or should we wait for closer to night to give them a good jolt?”
“Alright. Sounds good. Shall we begin immediately, or should we wait for closer to night to give them a good jolt?”
>>123614
"The detonation of the bombs, is that to draw attention? I'm wondering if we can do that with just one bomb, rather than all three."
"The detonation of the bombs, is that to draw attention? I'm wondering if we can do that with just one bomb, rather than all three."
>>123615
“Yeah. Just one, but closer so they believe all three went off. Then another on some structure for the ‘monster’ to destroy, then the last you can keep and do with as you please.”
“Yeah. Just one, but closer so they believe all three went off. Then another on some structure for the ‘monster’ to destroy, then the last you can keep and do with as you please.”
>>123616
Brie smiles. "Sounds good. So one at the entrance to the forest, one at a 'random' building, and one underneath the High Command? I'll get right on it."
Brie smiles. "Sounds good. So one at the entrance to the forest, one at a 'random' building, and one underneath the High Command? I'll get right on it."
>>123617
“That might work, but then again, we need the command to report this as a monster and not terrorism. If they are dead, then they will assume the ponies or even changeling grunts are responsible.”
“That might work, but then again, we need the command to report this as a monster and not terrorism. If they are dead, then they will assume the ponies or even changeling grunts are responsible.”
>>123618
"I'm not planning on killing the whole command, just the guy at the top. I'm also planning on taking credit for the kill when the time comes."
"I'm not planning on killing the whole command, just the guy at the top. I'm also planning on taking credit for the kill when the time comes."
>>123625
Some time in the afternoon
~3 PM
Comparatively early nightfall because of the northern latitude and a little less than a lunar cycle after the Winter Solstice
Some time in the afternoon
~3 PM
Comparatively early nightfall because of the northern latitude and a little less than a lunar cycle after the Winter Solstice
>>123628
"No offense, but somehow I don't think this is going to go entirely according to plan. Having said, as long as I end up with,..." he glances around and then whispers the following "As long as I end up with Lang's head, this mission should be a success."
"No offense, but somehow I don't think this is going to go entirely according to plan. Having said, as long as I end up with,..." he glances around and then whispers the following "As long as I end up with Lang's head, this mission should be a success."
>>123632
"Well its not ideal, but if we start blowing things up and they're not buying it, that will hurt our position. As long as the ponies are sufficiently panicked it shouldn't be an issue, I should be able to make somebug disappear in a crisis."
"Well its not ideal, but if we start blowing things up and they're not buying it, that will hurt our position. As long as the ponies are sufficiently panicked it shouldn't be an issue, I should be able to make somebug disappear in a crisis."
>>123635
"Not really. These have a 1-minute fuse on them. I'm keeping the big one, but there's the two smaller ones. We'll need 2 units, one at the forest and one at the to-be-demolished building. Demolitions can be one of us, or we might get one of our Bug-friends to lend an appendage. I would prefer to not be setting the two bombs, so I can be close to Lang when they go off. Beyond that, I've got nothing."
"Not really. These have a 1-minute fuse on them. I'm keeping the big one, but there's the two smaller ones. We'll need 2 units, one at the forest and one at the to-be-demolished building. Demolitions can be one of us, or we might get one of our Bug-friends to lend an appendage. I would prefer to not be setting the two bombs, so I can be close to Lang when they go off. Beyond that, I've got nothing."
>>123642
From a quick look, it seems to be another officer of the Gendarmerie, though one lower ranking than Zu Lang. He blinks
"You are one of those allegedly sent by the queen, are you not? I met your partner, but not you."
From a quick look, it seems to be another officer of the Gendarmerie, though one lower ranking than Zu Lang. He blinks
"You are one of those allegedly sent by the queen, are you not? I met your partner, but not you."
>>123644
"Your unicorn friend who asked the prisoner be brought out. But never mind him. I trust you spoke to Zu Lang?"
"Your unicorn friend who asked the prisoner be brought out. But never mind him. I trust you spoke to Zu Lang?"
>>123648
"I am First Lieutenant Drie Zwanzig. Zu Lang's Executive Officer"
He shakes a little in his right foreleg, but otherwise does not move nor inflect his words
"I am First Lieutenant Drie Zwanzig. Zu Lang's Executive Officer"
He shakes a little in his right foreleg, but otherwise does not move nor inflect his words
>>123649
"Very well. The plan is to engage arial reconnaissance until the target site is determined. Afterwards, to approach the site and bomb essential supplies/equipment and engage any hostiles. This insurgency should be over before dawn."
"Very well. The plan is to engage arial reconnaissance until the target site is determined. Afterwards, to approach the site and bomb essential supplies/equipment and engage any hostiles. This insurgency should be over before dawn."
>>123650
"Well I hope you have found something then. Have you found information from the workers or the drones?"
"Well I hope you have found something then. Have you found information from the workers or the drones?"
>>123651
"Oh yes, I understand the prisoner you're keeping has been most,... reluctantly, helpful." Brie smiles.
"Oh yes, I understand the prisoner you're keeping has been most,... reluctantly, helpful." Brie smiles.
>>123652
"Well, he is still up at the top of the mine. I take it you will scout the forests for yourself?"
"Well, he is still up at the top of the mine. I take it you will scout the forests for yourself?"
>>123653
"Yes, we have enough preliminary intelligence to move off of. We're just waiting for nightfall."
"Yes, we have enough preliminary intelligence to move off of. We're just waiting for nightfall."
>>123654
"Very well. I can have a drone help guide you. We don't know where anycreature is in the forest... if indeed it is a creature. But we do have the location of where a patrol disappeared"
"Very well. I can have a drone help guide you. We don't know where anycreature is in the forest... if indeed it is a creature. But we do have the location of where a patrol disappeared"
>>123656
"Really? In such a short time?"
The limited muscles on his face constraint much of his attempt to emote
"Very well. We shall see"
"Really? In such a short time?"
The limited muscles on his face constraint much of his attempt to emote
"Very well. We shall see"
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>>123703
She's there in the hallway. Towards the back. With an anxious looking White Sands, and Khoi and Jubilosa outside coming towards Silver
She's there in the hallway. Towards the back. With an anxious looking White Sands, and Khoi and Jubilosa outside coming towards Silver
>>123705
Jubilosa makes a sound as if about to form words, opening her beak, but little comes out as she seems a bit unsettled. Khoi stands silently in suppressed haste, staying silent out of politesse and deference. Then Jubilosa gets her words out:
"The prisoners in the main area, I am not sure they will be secure if unguarded. Those creatures earlier almost set them free."
Khoi speaks now, though she speaks so quickly that it seems to take the form of an interruption, undoing whatever good form she maintained in her initial silence:
"And what of the straglers? Where will they stay? The big horse, the colt. And her."
She moves her muzzle a bit to the left, as if to point behind her to Undertoe
Jubilosa makes a sound as if about to form words, opening her beak, but little comes out as she seems a bit unsettled. Khoi stands silently in suppressed haste, staying silent out of politesse and deference. Then Jubilosa gets her words out:
"The prisoners in the main area, I am not sure they will be secure if unguarded. Those creatures earlier almost set them free."
Khoi speaks now, though she speaks so quickly that it seems to take the form of an interruption, undoing whatever good form she maintained in her initial silence:
"And what of the straglers? Where will they stay? The big horse, the colt. And her."
She moves her muzzle a bit to the left, as if to point behind her to Undertoe
>>123706
Silver acknowledges them both, but addresses Jubilosa first.
"Do you have any suggestions about how to deal with prisoners?"
Silver acknowledges them both, but addresses Jubilosa first.
"Do you have any suggestions about how to deal with prisoners?"
>>123707
During a momentary pause her wings move an inch upwards and forwards, moving back down as she speaks
"Well, just do not let them be untied"
During a momentary pause her wings move an inch upwards and forwards, moving back down as she speaks
"Well, just do not let them be untied"
>>123708
"Hmm...I see. Give me just moment to think on what to do."
Next, he turns to Khoi.
"I know about Loputu and Meadows, but is something wrong with Undertoe?"
"Hmm...I see. Give me just moment to think on what to do."
Next, he turns to Khoi.
"I know about Loputu and Meadows, but is something wrong with Undertoe?"
>>123710
He nods.
"I will go speak with her, and think of plan for how to proceed forward."
With that, he he bids them goodbye for the moment, and trots over to the hippogriff.
He nods.
"I will go speak with her, and think of plan for how to proceed forward."
With that, he he bids them goodbye for the moment, and trots over to the hippogriff.
>>123711
She's looking forward at him, making her purple eyes contact Silver's Blue, until he nears her, at which point she moves a step back and breaks eye contact
She's looking forward at him, making her purple eyes contact Silver's Blue, until he nears her, at which point she moves a step back and breaks eye contact
>>123712
He stops when he sees her take a step back, and he sits down. He smiles at her.
"It is okay, I do not bite. I just wanted to talk with you."
He stops when he sees her take a step back, and he sits down. He smiles at her.
"It is okay, I do not bite. I just wanted to talk with you."
>>123714
"I wanted to know how you were doing, and holding up. And learn more about you before we got into next big fight."
"I wanted to know how you were doing, and holding up. And learn more about you before we got into next big fight."
>>123715
Her head wobbles around looking kind of like a magnet repulsed by another magnet, turning around clockwise, moving from up to level and right, to down and center. With her head down, her eyes come back up to Silver and look at his directly.
"What do you want to know?"
Her head wobbles around looking kind of like a magnet repulsed by another magnet, turning around clockwise, moving from up to level and right, to down and center. With her head down, her eyes come back up to Silver and look at his directly.
"What do you want to know?"
>>123716
He smiles again at what seems to be an attempt by Undertoe to be friendly.
"Well, perhaps you could start by telling about yourself. You know, hobbies, interests, where you come from, that kind of thing."
He smiles again at what seems to be an attempt by Undertoe to be friendly.
"Well, perhaps you could start by telling about yourself. You know, hobbies, interests, where you come from, that kind of thing."
>>123717
She blinks for a moment. Now she levels her head to where she is staring directly at Silver
"That's quite a question from some one I just met"
She blinks for a moment. Now she levels her head to where she is staring directly at Silver
"That's quite a question from some one I just met"
>>123719
He looks awkwardly at her, and rubs the back of his neck.
"Sorry...I am not so good with talking to others...where did you come from, before this?"
He looks awkwardly at her, and rubs the back of his neck.
"Sorry...I am not so good with talking to others...where did you come from, before this?"
>>123722
"It was different in those days. We weren't under water, but we were inland, up cliffs away from the coast. There were caves caverns beneath the rock though, at it was our outlet to the sea. We were in a small town, and I can't really say how much different it would be from most anywhere else."
"It was different in those days. We weren't under water, but we were inland, up cliffs away from the coast. There were caves caverns beneath the rock though, at it was our outlet to the sea. We were in a small town, and I can't really say how much different it would be from most anywhere else."
>>123724
"So you've heard"
She blinks slowly closing her eyes and opening them
"We were further away from the pearl. Something like holdouts. Not wanting to give up our land, but too afraid to be conspicuous either. Or so most of the town was. Farms further way were abandoned. I don't have memories of before the Storm King. Except maybe for one of attending a festival on a mountain, but it is vague. We stayed close to the water though. Very close."
"So you've heard"
She blinks slowly closing her eyes and opening them
"We were further away from the pearl. Something like holdouts. Not wanting to give up our land, but too afraid to be conspicuous either. Or so most of the town was. Farms further way were abandoned. I don't have memories of before the Storm King. Except maybe for one of attending a festival on a mountain, but it is vague. We stayed close to the water though. Very close."
>>123725
He nods slowly, after a few seconds.
"I see...what happened to cause you to be in this mess?"
He nods slowly, after a few seconds.
"I see...what happened to cause you to be in this mess?"
>>123726
She blinks. Her eyes are rounded like a pony's and her ears have tufts of fluff
"I was a student at Jim Haykins, and had been for several years. A friend wanted to visit some part of town, and I went with her. A few wrong creatures trusted, a few mistakes made, and I ended up where you found me."
She blinks. Her eyes are rounded like a pony's and her ears have tufts of fluff
"I was a student at Jim Haykins, and had been for several years. A friend wanted to visit some part of town, and I went with her. A few wrong creatures trusted, a few mistakes made, and I ended up where you found me."
>>123727
Silver lowers his head.
"I am sorry to hear that, Undertoe. This 'Jim Haykins' school, where is it?"
Silver lowers his head.
"I am sorry to hear that, Undertoe. This 'Jim Haykins' school, where is it?"
>>123728
"Right on the edge between the North and the city center. Nicer neighborhoods to the west. But to the east of campus that's a pretty quick declination."
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"Right on the edge between the North and the city center. Nicer neighborhoods to the west. But to the east of campus that's a pretty quick declination."
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>>123730
"I know she was held up by gangsters. I think she was transported with me after I was blind folded. What happened afterwards I've spent a lot of time wondering about. She may have been ransomed, for all I know. But I don't know."
She clearly speaks Ponish better than Jubilosa and Khoi, and has much less of an accent than Johann.
"I know she was held up by gangsters. I think she was transported with me after I was blind folded. What happened afterwards I've spent a lot of time wondering about. She may have been ransomed, for all I know. But I don't know."
She clearly speaks Ponish better than Jubilosa and Khoi, and has much less of an accent than Johann.
>>123731
He looks at her with genuine sorrow. She might notice that her Ponish is less accented than even Silver's.
"Мои соболезнования...I am sorry."
He looks at her with genuine sorrow. She might notice that her Ponish is less accented than even Silver's.
"Мои соболезнования...I am sorry."
>>123733
There's still something... proper in her speech, whether it be a hippogriff accent or something bourgie she picked up in Equestria.
She looks silently at Silver, breathing in and out. As she said it she doesn't seem to express much emotion about that set of events, though she doesn't look comfortable
There's still something... proper in her speech, whether it be a hippogriff accent or something bourgie she picked up in Equestria.
She looks silently at Silver, breathing in and out. As she said it she doesn't seem to express much emotion about that set of events, though she doesn't look comfortable
>>123734
After a few seconds of awkward silence, Silver speaks up again, breaking it.
"What is it you were studying?"
After a few seconds of awkward silence, Silver speaks up again, breaking it.
"What is it you were studying?"
>>123735
As if picking up where she left off
"Mechanical Engineering. I was looking to work with a shipping company before the war broke out, and with the Navy afterwards."
As if picking up where she left off
"Mechanical Engineering. I was looking to work with a shipping company before the war broke out, and with the Navy afterwards."
>>123737
"I'm charmed you think so"
She says it fairly quickly, and with a similar inflection to all of her previous answers. Still, something in her response sounded slightly sarcastic
"I'm charmed you think so"
She says it fairly quickly, and with a similar inflection to all of her previous answers. Still, something in her response sounded slightly sarcastic
>>123740
"Alright then...I suppose after this is finished with, you will want to return to your school."
"Alright then...I suppose after this is finished with, you will want to return to your school."
>>123741
"I don't know. It's been a long time, and it feels like longer. I imagine the world has changed since I left it."
"I don't know. It's been a long time, and it feels like longer. I imagine the world has changed since I left it."
>>123750
Silver's eyes widen a bit.
"It...has been while. War has been over for short time, around one year. We lost."
Silver's eyes widen a bit.
"It...has been while. War has been over for short time, around one year. We lost."
>>123751
She is silent for a moment
"I figured as much. I had heard murmuring. Certain items became harder to find... Then there was one day I thought soldiers were going to storm the place. I thought it had happened... But I had to hear it confirmed. You say 'We'? Did you fight for Equestria?"
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She is silent for a moment
"I figured as much. I had heard murmuring. Certain items became harder to find... Then there was one day I thought soldiers were going to storm the place. I thought it had happened... But I had to hear it confirmed. You say 'We'? Did you fight for Equestria?"
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>>123752
"Yes, though I was not enlisted soldier. Too old. But I can do mercenary work still, so that is what I did. Changelings own Western half of Equestria now, and New Mareland owns Eastern half where we are."
"Yes, though I was not enlisted soldier. Too old. But I can do mercenary work still, so that is what I did. Changelings own Western half of Equestria now, and New Mareland owns Eastern half where we are."
>>123753
She squints her eyes slightly, and nods
"Unfortunate..."
Switching subjects
"You say you are working for the city against these monsters?"
She squints her eyes slightly, and nods
"Unfortunate..."
Switching subjects
"You say you are working for the city against these monsters?"
>>123754
He nods.
"Yes, though it seems city was unaware of true scale of what is going on. They will have field day with this, i am sure."
He nods.
"Yes, though it seems city was unaware of true scale of what is going on. They will have field day with this, i am sure."
>>123757
"Oh they were?"
She says
"But if the fascists are in control... They may use it to incite suspicion of foreigners. Or immigrants. Or as proof of the 'backwardsness' of Griffin cultures"
"Oh they were?"
She says
"But if the fascists are in control... They may use it to incite suspicion of foreigners. Or immigrants. Or as proof of the 'backwardsness' of Griffin cultures"
>>123758
"That already exists in this part of city. It is inhabited by Severyanans and Skynavians, and these griffons have been terrorizing them for well over two years now, at least."
"That already exists in this part of city. It is inhabited by Severyanans and Skynavians, and these griffons have been terrorizing them for well over two years now, at least."
>>123759
She moves her eyes to look past Silver, into the hallway and down it. It's not clear if she is looking at somecreature behind him or nothing in particular
"They will take it far beyond 'this part of the city'."
She moves her head back and looks straight at him
"Does Equestria still exist as a puppet state?"
She moves her eyes to look past Silver, into the hallway and down it. It's not clear if she is looking at somecreature behind him or nothing in particular
"They will take it far beyond 'this part of the city'."
She moves her head back and looks straight at him
"Does Equestria still exist as a puppet state?"
>>123762
He shakes his hoof in a "maybe" motion.
"I think they have kept much of old government, at least locally. I think leader of Baltimare Governate was mayor of city before end of war."
He shakes his hoof in a "maybe" motion.
"I think they have kept much of old government, at least locally. I think leader of Baltimare Governate was mayor of city before end of war."
>>123763
She sighs
"I am at once shocked he would want to work with the Fascists and the Fascists with him.... And yet, I'm not surprised at all.
Do the Fascists' secret police swarm over the city like flies on a carcass?"
She sighs
"I am at once shocked he would want to work with the Fascists and the Fascists with him.... And yet, I'm not surprised at all.
Do the Fascists' secret police swarm over the city like flies on a carcass?"
>>123764
"Black Hooves? They have occupied Grand Baltimare Hotel, but I have not seen evidence of them leaving there all too often. Their philosophy for occupation seems to be leave Equestria alone for most part, to avoid building unnecessary resentment for current regime."
"Black Hooves? They have occupied Grand Baltimare Hotel, but I have not seen evidence of them leaving there all too often. Their philosophy for occupation seems to be leave Equestria alone for most part, to avoid building unnecessary resentment for current regime."
>>123765
"I see..."
She ponders for a moment, and even brings her right claw up towards her beak
"How badly 'infested' are the Fascists, or the city, if you understand my meaning?"
"I see..."
She ponders for a moment, and even brings her right claw up towards her beak
"How badly 'infested' are the Fascists, or the city, if you understand my meaning?"
>>123766
Silver understands what she means.
"It is hard to tell, naturally. It is unknown how many are in Fascists, but some were found to be infesting police station."
Silver understands what she means.
"It is hard to tell, naturally. It is unknown how many are in Fascists, but some were found to be infesting police station."
>>123767
She stops moving, and her mouth, opened in part for a brrief moment as she moved around, remains in the exact position she left it. Her body freezes as a whole for two seconds. Then she starts to slowly breath out, her chest visibly contracting. After a few more seconds, she responds
"You say you are working for the city?"
She stops moving, and her mouth, opened in part for a brrief moment as she moved around, remains in the exact position she left it. Her body freezes as a whole for two seconds. Then she starts to slowly breath out, her chest visibly contracting. After a few more seconds, she responds
"You say you are working for the city?"
>>123770
"Hmm...I do have question. We will be getting into fight with second group of griffons here, including their leadership. We also need people to guard prisoners in atrium. Which would you prefer to do, Undertoe?"
"Hmm...I do have question. We will be getting into fight with second group of griffons here, including their leadership. We also need people to guard prisoners in atrium. Which would you prefer to do, Undertoe?"
>>123774
He nods again, and smiles.
"So...perhaps you could tell me about your skills and hobbies, now?"
He nods again, and smiles.
"So...perhaps you could tell me about your skills and hobbies, now?"
>>123775
"Pearl diving I couldn't equal the full seaponies with their magic, but that didn't stop me from trying. Where are these rifles?"
"Pearl diving I couldn't equal the full seaponies with their magic, but that didn't stop me from trying. Where are these rifles?"
>>123778
>>123777
She takes the rifle, and moves back onto her rump, balancing herself so that both claws can cover the rifle. Then she looks at it. It has a black barrel, what looks almost like a second barrel underneath, and a grey metal plate around the chamber. She places her claw on the bottom cylinder, pulls something up, and must have unlocked something because she twists the top of the bottom cylinder off. She looks down the cylinder, then twists it back into position. She levels the gun, and pulls the butt of the rifle towards her shoulder. A strap wraps around, and she shows that she can hold it steady with only a single claw. Lowering it slightly, she uses her claw to pull a lever out - the gun evidently having a lever action. There is a loud "cling" as it is pulled out, and she looks into the breach. There is a "clack" as the lever is pulled back up. She lowers the gun to inspect the firing pin. A cartridge falls to the floor. She picks it up, and slides it through the loading gate into the rifle.
Now, she looks down the sight with the cocked and loaded rifle (no talon on the trigger) down the hallway into the blackness. She lowers it down, and finds a slide that looks like a safety, pulling it down, then back up.
"This will work"
>>123777
She takes the rifle, and moves back onto her rump, balancing herself so that both claws can cover the rifle. Then she looks at it. It has a black barrel, what looks almost like a second barrel underneath, and a grey metal plate around the chamber. She places her claw on the bottom cylinder, pulls something up, and must have unlocked something because she twists the top of the bottom cylinder off. She looks down the cylinder, then twists it back into position. She levels the gun, and pulls the butt of the rifle towards her shoulder. A strap wraps around, and she shows that she can hold it steady with only a single claw. Lowering it slightly, she uses her claw to pull a lever out - the gun evidently having a lever action. There is a loud "cling" as it is pulled out, and she looks into the breach. There is a "clack" as the lever is pulled back up. She lowers the gun to inspect the firing pin. A cartridge falls to the floor. She picks it up, and slides it through the loading gate into the rifle.
Now, she looks down the sight with the cocked and loaded rifle (no talon on the trigger) down the hallway into the blackness. She lowers it down, and finds a slide that looks like a safety, pulling it down, then back up.
"This will work"
>>123780
"A little" she says
She looks back to Silver and lets the rifle slide in the sling around her. The sling of course is not simply a sling. The sling is rather tight on her. She sits back on her rump to try to use both claws to reach behind her head, and manages to untie a golden necklace around her neck. She starts to pull it off, though it has to be pulled from under the strap.
She takes the golden chain, and holds it up. She is naked, save for the rifle, and the big, black socks that went far up her hind legs, as far as her hocks, when she was first found hiding in the closet, are nowhere to be seen.
"Do you want this?" She asks, tendering the necklace to Silver
"A little" she says
She looks back to Silver and lets the rifle slide in the sling around her. The sling of course is not simply a sling. The sling is rather tight on her. She sits back on her rump to try to use both claws to reach behind her head, and manages to untie a golden necklace around her neck. She starts to pull it off, though it has to be pulled from under the strap.
She takes the golden chain, and holds it up. She is naked, save for the rifle, and the big, black socks that went far up her hind legs, as far as her hocks, when she was first found hiding in the closet, are nowhere to be seen.
"Do you want this?" She asks, tendering the necklace to Silver
>>123781
He continues to look surprised, and he looks up at her. He does not take it from her, at least for the moment.
"But...is it not yours?"
He continues to look surprised, and he looks up at her. He does not take it from her, at least for the moment.
"But...is it not yours?"
>>123782
She holds it out for another moment, and then starts to pull it back
"I suppose I should exchange it for bits somewhere. I'll need some money after all of this"
She holds it out for another moment, and then starts to pull it back
"I suppose I should exchange it for bits somewhere. I'll need some money after all of this"
>>123786
She places the necklace back out towards Silver
"If you could give me a few bits for tickets, a hotel and some food, and it's not conditioned on anything else you can take the necklace"
She places the necklace back out towards Silver
"If you could give me a few bits for tickets, a hotel and some food, and it's not conditioned on anything else you can take the necklace"
>>123787
He looks in his bags, counts out a total of 500 Bits, and gives it to her with a smile.
"Here, take it. And keep your necklace. It looks nice on you."
He looks in his bags, counts out a total of 500 Bits, and gives it to her with a smile.
"Here, take it. And keep your necklace. It looks nice on you."
>>123788
She takes the bits. And looks to Silver. And looks back at the bits. And looks to Silver. She holds out all of the bits to him, to show the amount, although only after turning her body to try to hide line of sight to the bits from the other creatures
"Did you mean to give me this much?"
She takes the bits. And looks to Silver. And looks back at the bits. And looks to Silver. She holds out all of the bits to him, to show the amount, although only after turning her body to try to hide line of sight to the bits from the other creatures
"Did you mean to give me this much?"
>>123791
He looks confused for a moment, then blushes, and chuckles awkwardly. He keeps his voice low to avoid others listening in.
"Oh, no no no, that is not...I mean, you are very beautiful creature, and I would very much like to...but no, it is not for anything like 'that'. It is gift, to help with lodging, food, and transport. I figure it is better to give too much than not enough."
He looks confused for a moment, then blushes, and chuckles awkwardly. He keeps his voice low to avoid others listening in.
"Oh, no no no, that is not...I mean, you are very beautiful creature, and I would very much like to...but no, it is not for anything like 'that'. It is gift, to help with lodging, food, and transport. I figure it is better to give too much than not enough."
>>123792
She smiles (or seems to, the ways she pulls her beak), now with a look like embarrassment
"Thank you. I had... forgotten what the kindness of the old Equestria was like. I didn't mean to accuse..."
She smiles (or seems to, the ways she pulls her beak), now with a look like embarrassment
"Thank you. I had... forgotten what the kindness of the old Equestria was like. I didn't mean to accuse..."
>>123793
He waves it off with a smiles.
"It is nothing to apologize for, trust me, I understand. Take those Bits with my blessing, Undertoe."
He waves it off with a smiles.
"It is nothing to apologize for, trust me, I understand. Take those Bits with my blessing, Undertoe."
She walks off, and bends down on the floor.
But Khoi is standing there, and so is Jubilosa. White Sands is a little further off, and Blue Skies has taken up a sort of rearguard, staring into the blackness. Johann does not seem to be in the hallway
But Khoi is standing there, and so is Jubilosa. White Sands is a little further off, and Blue Skies has taken up a sort of rearguard, staring into the blackness. Johann does not seem to be in the hallway
>>123798
Meadows is on the hall on the right side, kind of facing Silver, but her head is hanging down. She's almost "listing" as she stands, with her left shoulder touching the wall, and her right hoof up and rubbing against the wall. She's strangely tall and large, and looks like she'd only barely fit through doors. She doesn't acknowledge Silver.
Blue Skies is actually behind her, in the center of the hall and facing the other way
Meadows is on the hall on the right side, kind of facing Silver, but her head is hanging down. She's almost "listing" as she stands, with her left shoulder touching the wall, and her right hoof up and rubbing against the wall. She's strangely tall and large, and looks like she'd only barely fit through doors. She doesn't acknowledge Silver.
Blue Skies is actually behind her, in the center of the hall and facing the other way
>>123799
Silver trots up to her, bringing out the flask of changeling honey he got from Zwolf's prison room. He looks to her, speaking softly.
"Meadows? Can you work with me for moment? I am going to give you something that should help."
Silver trots up to her, bringing out the flask of changeling honey he got from Zwolf's prison room. He looks to her, speaking softly.
"Meadows? Can you work with me for moment? I am going to give you something that should help."
>>123801
"Oh boy...uh, here..."
He holds Meadow's mouth open. Using his magic as a kind of spoon, he scoops the honey out of the flask and onto her tongue. He then closes her mouth.
"Okay, now swallow."
"Oh boy...uh, here..."
He holds Meadow's mouth open. Using his magic as a kind of spoon, he scoops the honey out of the flask and onto her tongue. He then closes her mouth.
"Okay, now swallow."
>>123802
She has a fairly long muzzle, and a tongue both long and wide, at least as long as Zwolf's. She licks it up like honey, and licks more, as if she likes the flavor. Her throat moves visibly as she swallows, repeatedly
For a moment, nothing happens. Then she moves her head side to side, scratches the ground with her hoof, and whips her tail. She snorts
"I feel... So much better"
She looks first at Silver, then right into his eyes. Her eyes become a deepr grey, then add blue, and yellow, and brown color to them. Her coat becomes a darker, with more brown and yellow. Her mane becomes a darker brown. All this over the course of some seconds, perhaps half a minute.
"Your eyes... I can see them. A blue."
She smiles, and looks over to Khoi
"And Gold"
To Undertoe
"And Red!"
She seems excited, and jumps up on her hind legs. She doesn't quite rear - the ceiling isn't high enough to guarantee that could be done without hitting her head - but she jumps up, and stomps back down on her hooves. Skies looks back
"It's so much better! I feel like I could run. I could run if I weren't in this small hallway. I could run from the orchard to the town again, and maybe back!"
She has a fairly long muzzle, and a tongue both long and wide, at least as long as Zwolf's. She licks it up like honey, and licks more, as if she likes the flavor. Her throat moves visibly as she swallows, repeatedly
For a moment, nothing happens. Then she moves her head side to side, scratches the ground with her hoof, and whips her tail. She snorts
"I feel... So much better"
She looks first at Silver, then right into his eyes. Her eyes become a deepr grey, then add blue, and yellow, and brown color to them. Her coat becomes a darker, with more brown and yellow. Her mane becomes a darker brown. All this over the course of some seconds, perhaps half a minute.
"Your eyes... I can see them. A blue."
She smiles, and looks over to Khoi
"And Gold"
To Undertoe
"And Red!"
She seems excited, and jumps up on her hind legs. She doesn't quite rear - the ceiling isn't high enough to guarantee that could be done without hitting her head - but she jumps up, and stomps back down on her hooves. Skies looks back
"It's so much better! I feel like I could run. I could run if I weren't in this small hallway. I could run from the orchard to the town again, and maybe back!"
>>123804
She tries to run - or really, trot - down the hallway. She goes around Undertoe on the left and Khoi on the right, unsettling both of them, as she goes on by. She goes down the hallway someways before turning around (though she has some difficulty turning her body in the hallway) and trots back past a somewhat irritated Undertoe and Khoi. Undertoe is wearing her black socks again, and the necklace is run around the trigger guard and her shoulder
She tries to run - or really, trot - down the hallway. She goes around Undertoe on the left and Khoi on the right, unsettling both of them, as she goes on by. She goes down the hallway someways before turning around (though she has some difficulty turning her body in the hallway) and trots back past a somewhat irritated Undertoe and Khoi. Undertoe is wearing her black socks again, and the necklace is run around the trigger guard and her shoulder
>>123805
Silver shakes his head in amusement at the further sight of her enjoying her newly rediscovered vigor. Still, he trots up to her to reign her in and keep her furth irritating any more of the party members.
"It is good to see you up and well, Meadows."
Silver shakes his head in amusement at the further sight of her enjoying her newly rediscovered vigor. Still, he trots up to her to reign her in and keep her furth irritating any more of the party members.
"It is good to see you up and well, Meadows."
>>123806
Reaching up, he can place a hoof - or more likely, magic - around the base of her neck, and reign her in
"Oh... Sorry. But I really thought I would never run again. I was surprised to see in black and white. But to see, and to remember, in color... It is a blessing of Mazda"
Reaching up, he can place a hoof - or more likely, magic - around the base of her neck, and reign her in
"Oh... Sorry. But I really thought I would never run again. I was surprised to see in black and white. But to see, and to remember, in color... It is a blessing of Mazda"
>>123807
He nods, understanding that feeling at least in part.
"It is good to hear, Meadows. What is it you remember, now?"
He nods, understanding that feeling at least in part.
"It is good to hear, Meadows. What is it you remember, now?"
>>123810
"The trees waving in the wind in the light of the afternoon. The mountains shining in the same, and the gap between them filled with mountains more distant. And the old family home... Beautiful white walls with arches, and intricate painted patterns on the top of every level. The courtyard with arches on every side. And Running down green hills... All these things I remember"
She has a tear in her eyes
"The trees waving in the wind in the light of the afternoon. The mountains shining in the same, and the gap between them filled with mountains more distant. And the old family home... Beautiful white walls with arches, and intricate painted patterns on the top of every level. The courtyard with arches on every side. And Running down green hills... All these things I remember"
She has a tear in her eyes
>>123811
The old pony smiles more at hearing Meadows recount the tale of her home.
"It truly sounds amazing, Meadows."
The old pony smiles more at hearing Meadows recount the tale of her home.
"It truly sounds amazing, Meadows."
>>123812
She breathes, in and out. Her eyes are fixed at some point on the ceiling 40 feet or so down the hall
"It was. It truly was."
She breathes, in and out. Her eyes are fixed at some point on the ceiling 40 feet or so down the hall
"It was. It truly was."
>>123813
Silver looks at her, wondering is she is sorrowful at remember her home.
"...would you like hug, by any chance?"
Silver looks at her, wondering is she is sorrowful at remember her home.
"...would you like hug, by any chance?"
>>123814
She moves her head on top of her long neck, and looks back at Silver. She is visibly smiling, wide
"Yes. I would"
She moves her head on top of her long neck, and looks back at Silver. She is visibly smiling, wide
"Yes. I would"
>>123817
Maybe not so much the "same height" thing. Her shoulders are somewhat higher. Her fur has some "give" to it, letting it move. Her fur isn't quite soft, if anything it's a bit courser than most ponies, and it's somewhat short as well. Underneath her fur is muscle and especially bone. She's skinny, and whatever fat she had - even healthy, natural fat - is gone. But she is hugged, and she tries to place her neck and head down to him, to give a hug of her own back. A long, scrawny leg wraps its way over Silver's back.
>>123816
Kek
Maybe not so much the "same height" thing. Her shoulders are somewhat higher. Her fur has some "give" to it, letting it move. Her fur isn't quite soft, if anything it's a bit courser than most ponies, and it's somewhat short as well. Underneath her fur is muscle and especially bone. She's skinny, and whatever fat she had - even healthy, natural fat - is gone. But she is hugged, and she tries to place her neck and head down to him, to give a hug of her own back. A long, scrawny leg wraps its way over Silver's back.
>>123816
Kek
>>123818
The Severyanan stallion gladly lets her hug him back. He wonders to himself if her lankiness is natural, or the result of the feeding they put her through.
The Severyanan stallion gladly lets her hug him back. He wonders to himself if her lankiness is natural, or the result of the feeding they put her through.
>>123820
They could really use some food...maybe I could cook for all of them if I managed to find suitable stove.
He speaks up to Meadows, continuing to hug and hold her if she needs it. If she decides no, she can easily pull out of his grip.
"If I may ask...how did you end up here, Meadows?"
They could really use some food...maybe I could cook for all of them if I managed to find suitable stove.
He speaks up to Meadows, continuing to hug and hold her if she needs it. If she decides no, she can easily pull out of his grip.
"If I may ask...how did you end up here, Meadows?"
>>123821
She continues to hug, though her rear hooves move a step back to reposition herself
"I got on a ship in Bitsra to take me to Equestria. And I ended up here..."
She continues to hug, though her rear hooves move a step back to reposition herself
"I got on a ship in Bitsra to take me to Equestria. And I ended up here..."
>>123822
He grips more for just a second, hearing her tell what happened, if only briefly.
"It is sadly too common story for this place, those people that end up here...I am sorry to hear that these people tricked and trapped you, Meadows."
He grips more for just a second, hearing her tell what happened, if only briefly.
"It is sadly too common story for this place, those people that end up here...I am sorry to hear that these people tricked and trapped you, Meadows."
>>123823
"They chained me to a table and made me stamp horse shoes. Or carry steel. This went on for a while. Before they sent me to the Rakshaka... This is terrible place"
"They chained me to a table and made me stamp horse shoes. Or carry steel. This went on for a while. Before they sent me to the Rakshaka... This is terrible place"
Silver's Herd grows by the minute.
>>123824
"It is. But this nightmare is almost over."
He looks at the tall mare.
"What reason did you have for coming to Equestria, Meadows?"
"It is. But this nightmare is almost over."
He looks at the tall mare.
"What reason did you have for coming to Equestria, Meadows?"
>>123831
“When the new government came in in Neighran it was not a good time to be a land owner. It was much worse to be a land owner who had sold food and nuts to the Storm King’s forces. After my husband died things have not... quite been right for me. But I still tended the trees, and lived off of the proceeds of the orchards and the land in the valley we rented. It had belonged to my father...
My eldest son had come to Equestria some years before to study in school. We had the money to send him abroad, so we did so. Equestria was... Well there was this image of a shining city on the mountain. A place of wonder and prosperity. Sending your child abroad was a sign of prestige anyways, so we did so.... Besides... the times after the Storm Empire fell have not been entirely stable... we wanted him to have a back up.
This was until the war broke out. He assured us in letters he was safe... But I wanted him back home. Leaving the country became harder to do, with the shipping intercepted. He never came back to lay his father in the Tower of Silence outside Prancena... I was worried.... for him, and for me...
Canterlot fell, at least it was to the Conservatives. I have gotten one telegram from him since then, so I know at least he was safe after that, though I do not know if he left since then. When I saw that the war was over, the reformists had lost and the land owners had won, I made up my mind to come to Equestria and live with him. And so I tried to.”
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“When the new government came in in Neighran it was not a good time to be a land owner. It was much worse to be a land owner who had sold food and nuts to the Storm King’s forces. After my husband died things have not... quite been right for me. But I still tended the trees, and lived off of the proceeds of the orchards and the land in the valley we rented. It had belonged to my father...
My eldest son had come to Equestria some years before to study in school. We had the money to send him abroad, so we did so. Equestria was... Well there was this image of a shining city on the mountain. A place of wonder and prosperity. Sending your child abroad was a sign of prestige anyways, so we did so.... Besides... the times after the Storm Empire fell have not been entirely stable... we wanted him to have a back up.
This was until the war broke out. He assured us in letters he was safe... But I wanted him back home. Leaving the country became harder to do, with the shipping intercepted. He never came back to lay his father in the Tower of Silence outside Prancena... I was worried.... for him, and for me...
Canterlot fell, at least it was to the Conservatives. I have gotten one telegram from him since then, so I know at least he was safe after that, though I do not know if he left since then. When I saw that the war was over, the reformists had lost and the land owners had won, I made up my mind to come to Equestria and live with him. And so I tried to.”
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>>123832
Silver nods.
"It seems fall of Storm Empire has not been entirely peaceful...your son lives in Canterlot, or at least last you heard?"
Silver nods.
"It seems fall of Storm Empire has not been entirely peaceful...your son lives in Canterlot, or at least last you heard?"
>>123833
“I believe so. That is where he was last. He may have studied at the ‘School of Friendship,’ I don’t think that is in Canterlot, after the war began and he had to prolong his studies. But the last telegram was sent out of an office in Canterlot, so that I where I was going to go. He may have left the country for all I know. Gone to the Yaks, or Hippogriffia”
“I believe so. That is where he was last. He may have studied at the ‘School of Friendship,’ I don’t think that is in Canterlot, after the war began and he had to prolong his studies. But the last telegram was sent out of an office in Canterlot, so that I where I was going to go. He may have left the country for all I know. Gone to the Yaks, or Hippogriffia”
>>123834
"Hmm...I believe that was in Ponyville, if I remember correctly. Well, do not worry, Meadows. We will get you of here shortly, and you will be able to look for your son."
"Hmm...I believe that was in Ponyville, if I remember correctly. Well, do not worry, Meadows. We will get you of here shortly, and you will be able to look for your son."
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>>123835
She looks at him, with a very warm smile
“Thank you. This may still be a land of Harmony after all”
She looks at him, with a very warm smile
“Thank you. This may still be a land of Harmony after all”
>>123837
“Karkadannistan is an old and noble culture, and has been for a thousand years. Saddle Arable tried to impose their rule, their culture, and their religion on the Karkardannis, but failed. The great grandfather of the Shah declared his independence as Saddle Arabia waned, and Karkadannistan prospered.
Then the Storm King attacked. The Storm King didn’t really tolerate resistance to his rule. He took what he wanted and was not afraid to burn and destroy what he could not have in full. So many of the land owners took reasonable steps to preserve what they owned. My husband was among them. He was not going to let his family, nor his father and laws’ estate suffer, and so our manor was never burned, nor were the nut trees my grandfather planted chopped down. But many of the horses were not so understanding. They held it against us, and many others.
The Shah fled to Saddle Arabia as soon as he caught sight of Airships over Nieghran, and that is probably all that saved him from being hung when he returned. But so much of the old government, and the temples had either been burnt, smashed, or painted in that black label ‘Collaborationist.’”
Now, even before the Storm King there had been.... ‘Reformists,’ who thought the temples had too much power, too much influence, and that the lands of the old estates should be ‘redistributed’ across the peasantry. This is how it is with all countries, and just as children must learn to respect their elders so too do youths sometimes take their time in learning to respect the wisdom of their ancestors. But after the war... there was no power, no authority left to teach them. To hold them in check. The Shah gave up his ancient birthright, and accepted a constitution that gave him limited power against a parliament - not that he could have done otherwise. Besides this, Saddle Arabian garrisons its soldiers in the eastern provinces. It was messy”
“Karkadannistan is an old and noble culture, and has been for a thousand years. Saddle Arable tried to impose their rule, their culture, and their religion on the Karkardannis, but failed. The great grandfather of the Shah declared his independence as Saddle Arabia waned, and Karkadannistan prospered.
Then the Storm King attacked. The Storm King didn’t really tolerate resistance to his rule. He took what he wanted and was not afraid to burn and destroy what he could not have in full. So many of the land owners took reasonable steps to preserve what they owned. My husband was among them. He was not going to let his family, nor his father and laws’ estate suffer, and so our manor was never burned, nor were the nut trees my grandfather planted chopped down. But many of the horses were not so understanding. They held it against us, and many others.
The Shah fled to Saddle Arabia as soon as he caught sight of Airships over Nieghran, and that is probably all that saved him from being hung when he returned. But so much of the old government, and the temples had either been burnt, smashed, or painted in that black label ‘Collaborationist.’”
Now, even before the Storm King there had been.... ‘Reformists,’ who thought the temples had too much power, too much influence, and that the lands of the old estates should be ‘redistributed’ across the peasantry. This is how it is with all countries, and just as children must learn to respect their elders so too do youths sometimes take their time in learning to respect the wisdom of their ancestors. But after the war... there was no power, no authority left to teach them. To hold them in check. The Shah gave up his ancient birthright, and accepted a constitution that gave him limited power against a parliament - not that he could have done otherwise. Besides this, Saddle Arabian garrisons its soldiers in the eastern provinces. It was messy”
>>123838
"Ah. Story of Communism. It is disease which sits and festers in wounds left by war and disaster, just as what it did in my own Motherland. Yes, it does sound messy."
"Ah. Story of Communism. It is disease which sits and festers in wounds left by war and disaster, just as what it did in my own Motherland. Yes, it does sound messy."
>>123839
Khoi visibly flinches as the black word leaves Silver’s lips, while Jubilosa listens in vague irritation. Blue Skies looks up from her vigil over towards the conversation. 33 Hoebuck, like so many old buildings, has that unsettling quality of not being completely silent when the lights are off and the rooms vacant, and so Blue Skies stood guard against whatever dangers may creep out from the dark hallway, with Silver’s words only now causing her to break her gaze.
Highland Meadows responds
“No. Not the Communists. The Reformists. The Democrats and the Socialists who promised reform. Everyone knew the Communists were undesirable, with how they smashed a Fire a Temple from the times of Marerius like they were Storm thugs. It was the ‘moderates’ who edged their way into power by taking concessions, little by little, until they had the country. Though they too may lose their gains to the Communists, if they are as trusting of them as the Shah was of Reformists.”
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Khoi visibly flinches as the black word leaves Silver’s lips, while Jubilosa listens in vague irritation. Blue Skies looks up from her vigil over towards the conversation. 33 Hoebuck, like so many old buildings, has that unsettling quality of not being completely silent when the lights are off and the rooms vacant, and so Blue Skies stood guard against whatever dangers may creep out from the dark hallway, with Silver’s words only now causing her to break her gaze.
Highland Meadows responds
“No. Not the Communists. The Reformists. The Democrats and the Socialists who promised reform. Everyone knew the Communists were undesirable, with how they smashed a Fire a Temple from the times of Marerius like they were Storm thugs. It was the ‘moderates’ who edged their way into power by taking concessions, little by little, until they had the country. Though they too may lose their gains to the Communists, if they are as trusting of them as the Shah was of Reformists.”
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>>123840
"Hmm...this, too, I have heard of, though not as often. It is also not good thing to happen to nation, though thankfully not as utterly...destructive...as Communism."
He smiles at Meadows.
"I hope you find better fortunes in future, Meadows, and live happy life with your son."
"Hmm...this, too, I have heard of, though not as often. It is also not good thing to happen to nation, though thankfully not as utterly...destructive...as Communism."
He smiles at Meadows.
"I hope you find better fortunes in future, Meadows, and live happy life with your son."
>>123842
Silver crosses one of his forelegs over the other's knee, and responds to her bow with one of his own.
"There is one more thing I would like to ask you. We are just short bit away from facing against last group of these griffons that did all of this. There will be most definately be fight. There are also griffon prisoners that need to be watched over. If you were asked to choose between those two, which would you choose?"
Silver crosses one of his forelegs over the other's knee, and responds to her bow with one of his own.
"There is one more thing I would like to ask you. We are just short bit away from facing against last group of these griffons that did all of this. There will be most definately be fight. There are also griffon prisoners that need to be watched over. If you were asked to choose between those two, which would you choose?"
>>123843
“I don’t.... I don’t know... I have never faced combat before... The mares were not expected to.”
Blue Skies walls up toward Silver, still wearing her griffin hide, as it were.
“I don’t.... I don’t know... I have never faced combat before... The mares were not expected to.”
Blue Skies walls up toward Silver, still wearing her griffin hide, as it were.
>>123844
Silver nods.
"Perhaps it would be good idea for you to stay with prisoners, then."
The unicorn looks to the approaching Blue griffon.
Silver nods.
"Perhaps it would be good idea for you to stay with prisoners, then."
The unicorn looks to the approaching Blue griffon.
>>123845
She’s dark brown, not blue reeee
She approaches, and speaks to Silver:
“What are you doing? Arming and dividing the.... creatures?”
She’s dark brown, not blue reeee
She approaches, and speaks to Silver:
“What are you doing? Arming and dividing the.... creatures?”
Not intending to interject on an astral or existential level, Brie prepares himself to engage in the protracted plan he has prepared with Spark.
"It couldn't have been a simple insurgent scenario, oh no,..." he mutters to himself, rolling his eyes and patting down his suit to verify the situation of his daggers, his sword, and of course his fine suit and cloak. He then disembarks to ascertain the location of the Gendarmarie, specifically Zu Lang, and attempt to position himself nearby.
"It couldn't have been a simple insurgent scenario, oh no,..." he mutters to himself, rolling his eyes and patting down his suit to verify the situation of his daggers, his sword, and of course his fine suit and cloak. He then disembarks to ascertain the location of the Gendarmarie, specifically Zu Lang, and attempt to position himself nearby.
>>123847
I know, but I still wanted to say that
“Well, you can certainly do that. It depends on where their security team will be, maybe they will be guarding the cultists, or venturing out. If you could lock off the building and make sure all of the captures are tied right there is nothing to worry about. Though a determined and armed team could break through locked doors. Then again, they could break through a weak rear guard too.”
>>123848
The lieutenant is still near Brie. Zu Lang and his two personal guards are walking up the ramp and away. A few more gendarme stand around in or on the edges of the pit, keeping watch with long rifles and carbines
I know, but I still wanted to say that
“Well, you can certainly do that. It depends on where their security team will be, maybe they will be guarding the cultists, or venturing out. If you could lock off the building and make sure all of the captures are tied right there is nothing to worry about. Though a determined and armed team could break through locked doors. Then again, they could break through a weak rear guard too.”
>>123848
The lieutenant is still near Brie. Zu Lang and his two personal guards are walking up the ramp and away. A few more gendarme stand around in or on the edges of the pit, keeping watch with long rifles and carbines
>>123849
Perfect. Since last Brie and Zu spoke, it would not be untoward for Brie to take flight, and so he does so, all the while keeping an eye on Lang. Intended elevation of about 150'.
Perfect. Since last Brie and Zu spoke, it would not be untoward for Brie to take flight, and so he does so, all the while keeping an eye on Lang. Intended elevation of about 150'.
>>123850
Brie flies up, up and over, out of the pit. He can see all of the pit, its rocks and gravel, trucks and power shovels. He can see most of the town, if obscured by trees, upon the hill, with a steeple, a school house’s bell, and the top floor of the company building sticking out. He can see the railway, and the grinding mill that sprawls north and west of the pit. He can see a lake, and the edges of a second pit north, and to the East. And he can see an endless sea of pine trees, against which the lake, town and pits stick out as islands.
Zu Lang walks out to the edge of the pit, between the mill and town
>>123851
Spark crosses the railroad, towards that cleared area, and the trees with the damaged limbs
Brie flies up, up and over, out of the pit. He can see all of the pit, its rocks and gravel, trucks and power shovels. He can see most of the town, if obscured by trees, upon the hill, with a steeple, a school house’s bell, and the top floor of the company building sticking out. He can see the railway, and the grinding mill that sprawls north and west of the pit. He can see a lake, and the edges of a second pit north, and to the East. And he can see an endless sea of pine trees, against which the lake, town and pits stick out as islands.
Zu Lang walks out to the edge of the pit, between the mill and town
>>123851
Spark crosses the railroad, towards that cleared area, and the trees with the damaged limbs
>>123852
Brie adjusts to a glide, and aerially shadows Lang, positioning himself to transition into a dive.
Brie adjusts to a glide, and aerially shadows Lang, positioning himself to transition into a dive.
>>123853
Lang walks slowly, changing his direction towards town. Brie has to make a circle to make this work, but he can dive from behind
Lang walks slowly, changing his direction towards town. Brie has to make a circle to make this work, but he can dive from behind
>>123854
Brie maintains his shadowing pursuit, waiting for things to blow up to signify the start of the plan.
Brie maintains his shadowing pursuit, waiting for things to blow up to signify the start of the plan.
>>123855
This isn’t possible strictly speaking, as Brie must fly faster, to maintain flight, than Lang’s walking pace. Of course circles can maintain an approximate position, with wider circles, especially those that go over the forest, being less suspicious to any guard who looks up.
This isn’t possible strictly speaking, as Brie must fly faster, to maintain flight, than Lang’s walking pace. Of course circles can maintain an approximate position, with wider circles, especially those that go over the forest, being less suspicious to any guard who looks up.
>>123857
I was under the impression that Spark was going to light the spark, yes. The other explosions will be from Brie.
I was under the impression that Spark was going to light the spark, yes. The other explosions will be from Brie.
>>123849
Fair enough.
"Hmm...it is difficult to figure out. And if I am remembering correctly, there is still one doorway to atrium that is without door."
He looks up at the griffon.
"So, you are more experienced than I am at leading and coordinating groups. Perhaps you have advice you could give?"
Fair enough.
"Hmm...it is difficult to figure out. And if I am remembering correctly, there is still one doorway to atrium that is without door."
He looks up at the griffon.
"So, you are more experienced than I am at leading and coordinating groups. Perhaps you have advice you could give?"
>>123860
“The door way between the buildings closes” she says
“If you want to strike quickly, and with power, keep everyone together. To be more cautious, but have less power when you strike, keep some in the other room. Of course there is also a risk to the creatures themselves if they enter combat. It may be possible to go contact the police or customs now, though that would take a pony away from the action. It would help secure those that are captured though.”
>>123861
Are you sure?
>>123859
Lang is walking towards town. He has a slower pace than he could have. His lieutenant walks up the ramp, and towards another pony near the edge of the pit.
>>123861
He’s flying now though
“The door way between the buildings closes” she says
“If you want to strike quickly, and with power, keep everyone together. To be more cautious, but have less power when you strike, keep some in the other room. Of course there is also a risk to the creatures themselves if they enter combat. It may be possible to go contact the police or customs now, though that would take a pony away from the action. It would help secure those that are captured though.”
>>123861
Are you sure?
>>123859
Lang is walking towards town. He has a slower pace than he could have. His lieutenant walks up the ramp, and towards another pony near the edge of the pit.
>>123861
He’s flying now though
>>123864
“Do you... want me to go find customs? How about the police? It means I won’t be in the combat though, unless nothing happens until they arrive”
“Do you... want me to go find customs? How about the police? It means I won’t be in the combat though, unless nothing happens until they arrive”
>>123865
I guess I just sort of assumed it was go-time. If not for Spark's plan, Brie would be engaging in a recon/bombing run right now. Oh well, too late to retcon, Brie is in tactical strike position.
I guess I just sort of assumed it was go-time. If not for Spark's plan, Brie would be engaging in a recon/bombing run right now. Oh well, too late to retcon, Brie is in tactical strike position.
>>123867
I will bomb whenever. I just need to know when it is. Is it now? Is it in a couple of actions' time?
I will bomb whenever. I just need to know when it is. Is it now? Is it in a couple of actions' time?
>>123866
"..."
Silver scratches his chin in thought.
"Hmm...well, what do you think? Would you rather be in fight, or get police or customs?"
"..."
Silver scratches his chin in thought.
"Hmm...well, what do you think? Would you rather be in fight, or get police or customs?"
>>123868
I'd say play it by ear. If the coast seems clear and Spark is comfortable, fire away. He can always decide to wait.
I'd say play it by ear. If the coast seems clear and Spark is comfortable, fire away. He can always decide to wait.
>>123869
“The captures being released is a definite hazard, but the real question is probably this: where do you want the weaker creatures to be when the cultists are confronted?”
>>123870
Brie can reasonably assume that Lang is going towards the police station, or if not the police station, a different covered structure that even the 500 lb bombs of formal dive bombers would face moderate difficulty collapsing. It’s near a mile up to the town, away from the pit and mill. Lang will take several minutes at the least, and circling him like a carrion bird for all that time is unlikely to remain unnoticed.
“The captures being released is a definite hazard, but the real question is probably this: where do you want the weaker creatures to be when the cultists are confronted?”
>>123870
Brie can reasonably assume that Lang is going towards the police station, or if not the police station, a different covered structure that even the 500 lb bombs of formal dive bombers would face moderate difficulty collapsing. It’s near a mile up to the town, away from the pit and mill. Lang will take several minutes at the least, and circling him like a carrion bird for all that time is unlikely to remain unnoticed.
>>123872
Of the police station? It is hard to say, Brie saw only one waking past it. But Zu Lang is out in the open right now, and Brie is even more so
Of the police station? It is hard to say, Brie saw only one waking past it. But Zu Lang is out in the open right now, and Brie is even more so
>>123875
Imperfect given the limitations of the cloak, but he does reduce his presence to something more like a bird. Clouds further away offer even more cover, but they are further away
Imperfect given the limitations of the cloak, but he does reduce his presence to something more like a bird. Clouds further away offer even more cover, but they are further away
>>123874
“Well, then give them all guns, place them in one of these rooms, or lock them in the dormitory building”
>>123875
A new development that may be concerning. The lieutenant, who looks over in vain towards Spark, gathers an earth pony stallion in chains and a gendarme guard, and starts his way towards the station. He’s behind Zu Lang, 200 feet or so, and so has the ability to see what is behind Zu Lang - and likely, what is above him
“Well, then give them all guns, place them in one of these rooms, or lock them in the dormitory building”
>>123875
A new development that may be concerning. The lieutenant, who looks over in vain towards Spark, gathers an earth pony stallion in chains and a gendarme guard, and starts his way towards the station. He’s behind Zu Lang, 200 feet or so, and so has the ability to see what is behind Zu Lang - and likely, what is above him
>>123877
Alright, how many ponies/bugs are in play, around Lang? There's the Lieutenant, the stallion prisoner, and the guard. Anyone else?
Alright, how many ponies/bugs are in play, around Lang? There's the Lieutenant, the stallion prisoner, and the guard. Anyone else?
>>123878
Two immediately around Lang, a guard with the Lieutenant, a chained pony prisoner, and three gendarme guards are visible around the pit (they are kind of far away and closer to the pit).
Two familiar black dogs roam around the edge of the pit, looking about
Two immediately around Lang, a guard with the Lieutenant, a chained pony prisoner, and three gendarme guards are visible around the pit (they are kind of far away and closer to the pit).
Two familiar black dogs roam around the edge of the pit, looking about
>>123879
Can Brie estimate the approximate freefall time to reach the ground from here? At 150' I would assume it would be less than 10 seconds, but I know the acceleration speed of a falling object.
Can Brie estimate the approximate freefall time to reach the ground from here? At 150' I would assume it would be less than 10 seconds, but I know the acceleration speed of a falling object.
>>123882
The forest is maybe 100 feet away., and the walls of the pit are 30 feet or less. Depending on the exact location, there are objects ranging from a dump truck, a ditch next to the railway, and even a steam train
The forest is maybe 100 feet away., and the walls of the pit are 30 feet or less. Depending on the exact location, there are objects ranging from a dump truck, a ditch next to the railway, and even a steam train
>>123884
The Gendarme are full soldiers of the Changeling Army. The ones around the pit (further away) have bolt action rifles. The ones standing with the officers have semi-automatic carbines. The officers have at least pistols. It is harder to say if anyling has a Submachine gun
The Gendarme are full soldiers of the Changeling Army. The ones around the pit (further away) have bolt action rifles. The ones standing with the officers have semi-automatic carbines. The officers have at least pistols. It is harder to say if anyling has a Submachine gun
>>123885
e_e
Alright. Brie, who is naught but an innocuous bird I don't see why he can't camoflage as the skyline, but w/e begins ascending, endeavoring to keep Lang in his sights, or if not to keep an eye on wherever he goes.
e_e
Alright. Brie, who is naught but an innocuous bird I don't see why he can't camoflage as the skyline, but w/e begins ascending, endeavoring to keep Lang in his sights, or if not to keep an eye on wherever he goes.
>>123886
Okay, maybe his cloak can turn him solid blue.
It’s probably fair to say that Brie can sense that his confederate has had a hiccup or difficulty of some sort
Okay, maybe his cloak can turn him solid blue.
It’s probably fair to say that Brie can sense that his confederate has had a hiccup or difficulty of some sort
>>123887
Spark would be setting up the bombs along the forest, probably to knock over trees, as well as the train station Spark had previously found.
Spark would be setting up the bombs along the forest, probably to knock over trees, as well as the train station Spark had previously found.
>>123888
Spark can easily place a charge at the base of a tree, or on a tree. The civilian train station that Spark found is around a hill and almost a mile away - are you sure that is what you want to try to attach explosives to?
Spark can easily place a charge at the base of a tree, or on a tree. The civilian train station that Spark found is around a hill and almost a mile away - are you sure that is what you want to try to attach explosives to?
>>123892
That also means that Brie would have a bird's eye view of what Lang and co were doing, and whether or not they were observing, following, or shadowing Spark.
That also means that Brie would have a bird's eye view of what Lang and co were doing, and whether or not they were observing, following, or shadowing Spark.
>>123895
The Lieutenant does indeed look around, first at Brie, and then at Spark, evidently expecting Spark to meet with him. He stops later, gets the pony prisoner and goes in the direction of town. Zu Lang heads in the direction of town immediately and pays no mind to anyone except possibly the two drones accompanying him. Aside from some curious black dogs it really looks like the Gendarme around the pit are more concerned with looking over the pony workers, and the pony workers go about their business - if sometimes at leisurely pace
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The Lieutenant does indeed look around, first at Brie, and then at Spark, evidently expecting Spark to meet with him. He stops later, gets the pony prisoner and goes in the direction of town. Zu Lang heads in the direction of town immediately and pays no mind to anyone except possibly the two drones accompanying him. Aside from some curious black dogs it really looks like the Gendarme around the pit are more concerned with looking over the pony workers, and the pony workers go about their business - if sometimes at leisurely pace
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>>123896
Having been looked at, even in disguise, Brie will decide "he's gained enough altitude" and will peel off toward the forest. How much time does he have to kill before sundown?
Having been looked at, even in disguise, Brie will decide "he's gained enough altitude" and will peel off toward the forest. How much time does he have to kill before sundown?
>>123899
Brie wants to keep an eye on Lang, planning to pull a death-from-above when the fireworks go off. He took off because he thought it was later than it was. Since its far earlier than I thought it was, and since the lings are still expecting him to run recon, he'll minimally do that, but more to kill time than to actually run recon. According to Spark, there is no insurgency, so after about an hour (still before sunset) he will return to the city, "before setting out again to locate the insurrection" (but really just to be in position).
Brie wants to keep an eye on Lang, planning to pull a death-from-above when the fireworks go off. He took off because he thought it was later than it was. Since its far earlier than I thought it was, and since the lings are still expecting him to run recon, he'll minimally do that, but more to kill time than to actually run recon. According to Spark, there is no insurgency, so after about an hour (still before sunset) he will return to the city, "before setting out again to locate the insurrection" (but really just to be in position).
>>123900
Lang walks on, into Blackwood. He walks first into the company building, and is in there for a while, before walking into the police building. The Lieutenant walks directly to the station with the prisoner. Gendarme soldiers occasionally walk between the town and the pit, but mostly the same ones look over the pit.
Over at the mine, there is something like the end of a shift, with many workers walking back and to the mine. The grinding mill stops its incessant pounding, and the steam train, with a whistle, slowly pulls out from the mill. The cars do not look to be full.
Of in the forest, there is something that looks like smoke off in the distance. A wolf howls. Night begins to fall
Lang walks on, into Blackwood. He walks first into the company building, and is in there for a while, before walking into the police building. The Lieutenant walks directly to the station with the prisoner. Gendarme soldiers occasionally walk between the town and the pit, but mostly the same ones look over the pit.
Over at the mine, there is something like the end of a shift, with many workers walking back and to the mine. The grinding mill stops its incessant pounding, and the steam train, with a whistle, slowly pulls out from the mill. The cars do not look to be full.
Of in the forest, there is something that looks like smoke off in the distance. A wolf howls. Night begins to fall
>>123902
Brie returns to the town, intent on speaking with Spark. He's seen a fire in the distance, which grants legitimacy to the story he's going to spin for the gendarme, should they ask.
Brie returns to the town, intent on speaking with Spark. He's seen a fire in the distance, which grants legitimacy to the story he's going to spin for the gendarme, should they ask.
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>>123901
Fine. Cancel that. I'm moving ahead with the whole thing. Spark gets to cover and sets the fuses. He preps his illusion spell for the moment the explosion happens.
Fine. Cancel that. I'm moving ahead with the whole thing. Spark gets to cover and sets the fuses. He preps his illusion spell for the moment the explosion happens.
>>123909
Unless he had matches with him, or a zippo Should have made your character a smoker like Silver. Maybe he can run and find something
Unless he had matches with him, or a zippo Should have made your character a smoker like Silver. Maybe he can run and find something
>>123910
He'll improvise. Not everyone can see in the dark, odds are he can find something when the time comes. The most critical part is stuff blowing up while he's in the air. He doubts that Lang is gonna hide when bombs are going off, and if he does, he'll just go find him.
He'll improvise. Not everyone can see in the dark, odds are he can find something when the time comes. The most critical part is stuff blowing up while he's in the air. He doubts that Lang is gonna hide when bombs are going off, and if he does, he'll just go find him.
>>123911
If only there were some location where the sun where blocked out, that is dark even in day, and that the changelings could easily be persuaded to run into....
Oh well. So long as they don't know Brie is attacking them he really has multiple shots at this
If only there were some location where the sun where blocked out, that is dark even in day, and that the changelings could easily be persuaded to run into....
Oh well. So long as they don't know Brie is attacking them he really has multiple shots at this
>>123912
Spark casts his illusion as the fuses near their end. He uses the beast he encountered in the forests outside the farm as his mental picture to base this creature on, but exagerates it in many was, giving it large fangs, wings that appear to have a razor edge, and eyes that only a demon could posses. He starts it inside the forest and makes it walk tought the trees towards the pit. The bombs should give it all the attention it needs.
Spark casts his illusion as the fuses near their end. He uses the beast he encountered in the forests outside the farm as his mental picture to base this creature on, but exagerates it in many was, giving it large fangs, wings that appear to have a razor edge, and eyes that only a demon could posses. He starts it inside the forest and makes it walk tought the trees towards the pit. The bombs should give it all the attention it needs.
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It comes out of the woods like a silent contender. Approximately it looks like a 25 foot Owl Bear, with with a sharp hooked beak with fangs bending down, matted grey fur cast in shadow. Sharp, angled wings like that of some malign dragon. And glowing, blood red eyes.
It announces its presence to the world with a "PING!" exploding behind it, sending a tree falling down, and into another tree, knocking off limbs as it falls down and in the direction of the tracks. Another tree is knocked lose, and into the wood. The cracking of limbs and falling timber is nearly a roar against the silent perpetrator.
The Lieutenant and his guard are the first to look back
Drie: "What is that thing?"
Guard: "That is.... not like what I saw... It is something else"
Zu Lang and his two guards stop in their tracks, and turn back. The two guards pull out their guns, and level them at the monster. Zu Lang pulls out his pistol with a magical glow.
"Well? Shoot it! Make it go away!"
It Starts to walk forward with silent steps, even as the trees crash behind it. The guards at the edge of the pit look back over towards it now.
Then, "PING!" There is an explosion on the side of the grinding mill. A feeding conveyer falls down to the ground, and a steel cover flies off. This is the event that, more than anything, gets the attention of the Gendarme, as a howl and shriek of bullets start to fly
BANG BANG BANG BANG
The leitenant's guard starts to shoot, then the Lieutenant with his pistol. Zu Lang seems to have a different perspective:
"Saboteurs! They are Saboteurs planting explosives! Hold the area! More bombs will be forth coming! Everyling, on duty!"
His guards are shooting their carbines in the direction of the monster, and perhaps indiscriminately at the forest.
A particularly scared pony stallion appears through the dust cloud by the grinding mill, having evidently been near the source of the explosion. A black dog looks around before jumping towards the pit
The guards around the pit have all turned and were among the first to start shooting. Zu Lang yells at them
"Look out for insurgents in the mines! Watch them!"
From around the mill, and over around the town, there is buzzing, with presumably more changelings coming to join the fray
For the dozen bullets shot at the Owl Bear from Tartarus, nothing seems to hurt it. They may as well just pass through
It announces its presence to the world with a "PING!" exploding behind it, sending a tree falling down, and into another tree, knocking off limbs as it falls down and in the direction of the tracks. Another tree is knocked lose, and into the wood. The cracking of limbs and falling timber is nearly a roar against the silent perpetrator.
The Lieutenant and his guard are the first to look back
Drie: "What is that thing?"
Guard: "That is.... not like what I saw... It is something else"
Zu Lang and his two guards stop in their tracks, and turn back. The two guards pull out their guns, and level them at the monster. Zu Lang pulls out his pistol with a magical glow.
"Well? Shoot it! Make it go away!"
It Starts to walk forward with silent steps, even as the trees crash behind it. The guards at the edge of the pit look back over towards it now.
Then, "PING!" There is an explosion on the side of the grinding mill. A feeding conveyer falls down to the ground, and a steel cover flies off. This is the event that, more than anything, gets the attention of the Gendarme, as a howl and shriek of bullets start to fly
BANG BANG BANG BANG
The leitenant's guard starts to shoot, then the Lieutenant with his pistol. Zu Lang seems to have a different perspective:
"Saboteurs! They are Saboteurs planting explosives! Hold the area! More bombs will be forth coming! Everyling, on duty!"
His guards are shooting their carbines in the direction of the monster, and perhaps indiscriminately at the forest.
A particularly scared pony stallion appears through the dust cloud by the grinding mill, having evidently been near the source of the explosion. A black dog looks around before jumping towards the pit
The guards around the pit have all turned and were among the first to start shooting. Zu Lang yells at them
"Look out for insurgents in the mines! Watch them!"
From around the mill, and over around the town, there is buzzing, with presumably more changelings coming to join the fray
For the dozen bullets shot at the Owl Bear from Tartarus, nothing seems to hurt it. They may as well just pass through
>>123916
Brie in his return flight, will visually target Lang. He'll draw his short sword, shift his cloak to look LIKE Lang, and then descend on a death-from-above course.
Brie in his return flight, will visually target Lang. He'll draw his short sword, shift his cloak to look LIKE Lang, and then descend on a death-from-above course.
>>123917
Lanng has his pistol out, and is yelling at Guards. To each side is a guard with guns drawn, focusing on the monster before them
Lanng has his pistol out, and is yelling at Guards. To each side is a guard with guns drawn, focusing on the monster before them
>>123920
Its probably ill advised, and it might hurt Brie a bit, but, Brie is going to use his current dive-bomb formation to run Lang through with his short sword
Its probably ill advised, and it might hurt Brie a bit, but, Brie is going to use his current dive-bomb formation to run Lang through with his short sword
>>123921
So soon? Will he announce to the guard what he is running through Zu Lang for, so as to discourage retaliation?
Alright...
Roll Die
So soon? Will he announce to the guard what he is running through Zu Lang for, so as to discourage retaliation?
Alright...
Roll Die
>>123916
To keep the illusion going, does Spark need to remain stationary? While he ponders when a good time to run back to the others would be, he casts Ghost Sound to make the beast of his making seem more believable. He makes it make a noise as if it feels the bullets trying to tear though it with some shrieks and roars, as well as its footsteps closer to the group of confused ponies and changelings.
To keep the illusion going, does Spark need to remain stationary? While he ponders when a good time to run back to the others would be, he casts Ghost Sound to make the beast of his making seem more believable. He makes it make a noise as if it feels the bullets trying to tear though it with some shrieks and roars, as well as its footsteps closer to the group of confused ponies and changelings.
>>123923
And so are added ROAR sounds, the stomp of giant feet, and flinches and raised arms as bullets tear at it
And so are added ROAR sounds, the stomp of giant feet, and flinches and raised arms as bullets tear at it
[1d20 = 7]
>>123922
Nah, these are Lang's bugs. He's under no illusion that he's getting off easy.
No strength modifier, not sure if he has a BAB, and I dunno the (any) bonus for the sword
>>123922
Nah, these are Lang's bugs. He's under no illusion that he's getting off easy.
No strength modifier, not sure if he has a BAB, and I dunno the (any) bonus for the sword
>>123925
+3 BAB, +2 Charge bonus (Because this is a dive), and +2 from the Sword. It's enough to penetrate the fur coat of the flat-footed Zu Lang
+3 BAB, +2 Charge bonus (Because this is a dive), and +2 from the Sword. It's enough to penetrate the fur coat of the flat-footed Zu Lang
>>123928
"So sorry, I seem to have gotten turned around. I was looking for the person responsible for discipline around these mines. I seem to have slipped." Brie says, pulling his blade from Lang and readying it for another blow, since Lang is prone.
"So sorry, I seem to have gotten turned around. I was looking for the person responsible for discipline around these mines. I seem to have slipped." Brie says, pulling his blade from Lang and readying it for another blow, since Lang is prone.
[2d20 = 20]
[1d20+2 = 12]
>>123930
And so 15 damage down to Zu Lang, who is knocked prone.
Brie has the advantage of looking more or less like Zu Lang, but anyone who can see position and weapons could see who is who.
Left guard
"This is the monster!"
>>123931
His green eyes narrows right on Brie
He should probably roll initiative
[1d20+2 = 12]
>>123930
And so 15 damage down to Zu Lang, who is knocked prone.
Brie has the advantage of looking more or less like Zu Lang, but anyone who can see position and weapons could see who is who.
Left guard
"This is the monster!"
>>123931
His green eyes narrows right on Brie
He should probably roll initiative
[1d20+3 = 20]
>>123932
"You could have avoided this by relaying with the Queen. Now you're my problem. No hard feelings, its just business." Brie says with a sneer.
>>123932
"You could have avoided this by relaying with the Queen. Now you're my problem. No hard feelings, its just business." Brie says with a sneer.
[1d20+5 = 13]
>>123934
Alright. Brie will attempt a second stab with his sword, per dice. If he can he will also prepare a throwing knife, and if he can throw it (not expecting to, but if he can it will be at one of the gendarme).
>>123934
Alright. Brie will attempt a second stab with his sword, per dice. If he can he will also prepare a throwing knife, and if he can throw it (not expecting to, but if he can it will be at one of the gendarme).
"Winner takes the other's head. How's that for sport?" Brie says mockingly
[1d20+7 = 25]
>>123937
His eyes seem to change color under Brie, from Green to something... different. Black. Pure orbs of black that soak in the light and give nothing back. They stare at him
But with his pistol, he shoots back at Brie
>>123937
His eyes seem to change color under Brie, from Green to something... different. Black. Pure orbs of black that soak in the light and give nothing back. They stare at him
But with his pistol, he shoots back at Brie
[2d6 = 10]
>>123940
>>123939
Brie is exceptionally lucky, for both Gendarme refrain in the chaos and confusion from shooting at either of the two Zu Langs before them
Where he is not so lucky is in Zu Lang's return shot with his pistol, which goes right through a gap in the jacket.
Zu Lang's head twitches again, in a strange way
>>123940
>>123939
Brie is exceptionally lucky, for both Gendarme refrain in the chaos and confusion from shooting at either of the two Zu Langs before them
Where he is not so lucky is in Zu Lang's return shot with his pistol, which goes right through a gap in the jacket.
Zu Lang's head twitches again, in a strange way
>>123942
Zu Lang has.... stopped responding in any kind of normal way. The last reciprocal action he undertakes comes when he, too, bares his fangs. His right fang is three and a half inches long, the left one is two inches, so it is established. With this, comes a grin.
Now, it is not unusual for Changelings to change shape and appearance. What is new is to do so without a green flash. Before Brie's eyes, slowly, over the course of seconds, Zu Lang's chitin starts to drain color, and change texture, becoming a whiteish brown at parts, and looking almost like dried, dead naked hide from a pony. His chest starts to expand, as does his back, slowly becoming longer. His legs become longer, and lankier. His belly does not grow, however, and he looks exceptionally emaciated. His wings don't seem to change much, becoming crackled and small on his back.
He grins with lips that become ever thinner, and with broken yellow teeth behind, as his muzzle seems to become longer. And he stares right back at Brie with those soulless, black eyes
Zu Lang has.... stopped responding in any kind of normal way. The last reciprocal action he undertakes comes when he, too, bares his fangs. His right fang is three and a half inches long, the left one is two inches, so it is established. With this, comes a grin.
Now, it is not unusual for Changelings to change shape and appearance. What is new is to do so without a green flash. Before Brie's eyes, slowly, over the course of seconds, Zu Lang's chitin starts to drain color, and change texture, becoming a whiteish brown at parts, and looking almost like dried, dead naked hide from a pony. His chest starts to expand, as does his back, slowly becoming longer. His legs become longer, and lankier. His belly does not grow, however, and he looks exceptionally emaciated. His wings don't seem to change much, becoming crackled and small on his back.
He grins with lips that become ever thinner, and with broken yellow teeth behind, as his muzzle seems to become longer. And he stares right back at Brie with those soulless, black eyes
>>123942
>>123943
>>123944
Underneath Brie, staring back at him with giant, soulless eyes is a creature that looks, in a way, like a pony. A pony who has holed themselves up in the winter, gone long months without any food, who has had their flesh exposed to the cold, and watched their limbs die in the frost bite, become black and mummify over the bone even as the pony lives. And then, before the warm of spring can rescue them, death comes. Drained of blood and every last gram of fat andd muscle fiber, reduced to hide stretched over bone and sinew - that winter stricken corpse is like the figure under Brie.
With one critical difference. The figure beneath him starts to grow. Become bigger, until soon it will be twice as big, or bigger, that the comparatively innocuous creature from whence it came. It reaches out a bony, white leg with holes you can fit a knife through, towards Brie.
The two guards next to Brie seem to have in large part lost interest in Brie or defending their captain. The past six months have conditioned them to wild rumors of fantastical creatures drempt of by the natives who have dwelt in these forests long before the three tribes came. They are spooked by the appearance of the owl bear. They are unsettled by the attacker come from above. And now the figure underneath Brie appears to them as the verification of ever horror whispered about in these cold woods
"So the ponies weren't shitting us... It's the Wetiko"
>>123945
The guards are distracted. This is perfectly possible
>>123943
>>123944
Underneath Brie, staring back at him with giant, soulless eyes is a creature that looks, in a way, like a pony. A pony who has holed themselves up in the winter, gone long months without any food, who has had their flesh exposed to the cold, and watched their limbs die in the frost bite, become black and mummify over the bone even as the pony lives. And then, before the warm of spring can rescue them, death comes. Drained of blood and every last gram of fat andd muscle fiber, reduced to hide stretched over bone and sinew - that winter stricken corpse is like the figure under Brie.
With one critical difference. The figure beneath him starts to grow. Become bigger, until soon it will be twice as big, or bigger, that the comparatively innocuous creature from whence it came. It reaches out a bony, white leg with holes you can fit a knife through, towards Brie.
The two guards next to Brie seem to have in large part lost interest in Brie or defending their captain. The past six months have conditioned them to wild rumors of fantastical creatures drempt of by the natives who have dwelt in these forests long before the three tribes came. They are spooked by the appearance of the owl bear. They are unsettled by the attacker come from above. And now the figure underneath Brie appears to them as the verification of ever horror whispered about in these cold woods
"So the ponies weren't shitting us... It's the Wetiko"
>>123945
The guards are distracted. This is perfectly possible
>>123949
Unfortunately, the explosions were fairly clean and left nothing on fire, and in any case the areas near the Owl Bear monster are showered with bullets.
Spark is a pyromancer though. It may be worth finding him
Unfortunately, the explosions were fairly clean and left nothing on fire, and in any case the areas near the Owl Bear monster are showered with bullets.
Spark is a pyromancer though. It may be worth finding him
>>123950
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>>123950
>>123951
Looking over back to the scene, the gun fire has cooled somewhat. The guards around Zu Lang seem to have remembered they could fly, and in any case take interest neither in Brie nor the Owl Bear.
One of the guards by the Pit continues shooting at the horrid owl bear creature, while another stares back in silence at Zu Lang, who had been barking orders until Brie attacked. The third looks at the ponies in the pit, afraid of being back stabbed by the ponies, and afraid of transgressing against Zu Lang's orders
Drie, the Lieutenant, has collapsed. His right leg was always weak and shaky, but the fear, the sounds, and the anxiety have induced some kind of breakdown, something between PTSD and a stimulation of damage done to his body during the war or after. He lays down on the ground in something like an epileptic fit. His companion lays down next to him, switching between tending to his disabled companion, and shooting back at the owl bear monster.
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>>123951
Looking over back to the scene, the gun fire has cooled somewhat. The guards around Zu Lang seem to have remembered they could fly, and in any case take interest neither in Brie nor the Owl Bear.
One of the guards by the Pit continues shooting at the horrid owl bear creature, while another stares back in silence at Zu Lang, who had been barking orders until Brie attacked. The third looks at the ponies in the pit, afraid of being back stabbed by the ponies, and afraid of transgressing against Zu Lang's orders
Drie, the Lieutenant, has collapsed. His right leg was always weak and shaky, but the fear, the sounds, and the anxiety have induced some kind of breakdown, something between PTSD and a stimulation of damage done to his body during the war or after. He lays down on the ground in something like an epileptic fit. His companion lays down next to him, switching between tending to his disabled companion, and shooting back at the owl bear monster.
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>>123952
|/ /| /- TO BE CONTINUED
Down da down down da down down da down, down da down down da down
Bdldldldldldldl
|/ /| /- TO BE CONTINUED
Down da down down da down down da down, down da down down da down
Bdldldldldldldl
After some much needed rest, Iron's body starts to twitch slightly before stretching his legs outwards, yawning softly before smacking his lips.
>>123962
Creaking one eye open at the area where the hoof is poking him from, Iron mumbles something dismissively, akin to most children when their parents want to wake them up.
Creaking one eye open at the area where the hoof is poking him from, Iron mumbles something dismissively, akin to most children when their parents want to wake them up.
>>123964
"Mmm?" Iron asks with his mouth closed, craning his head forwards as if he didn't understand the question.
His legs, meanwhile, start to shift from side to side, trying to gain momentum.
"Mmm?" Iron asks with his mouth closed, craning his head forwards as if he didn't understand the question.
His legs, meanwhile, start to shift from side to side, trying to gain momentum.
>>123965
Another intrusive poke
"Are you dying of blood loss? The gnoll says there are probably more of these bastards upstairs"
Another intrusive poke
"Are you dying of blood loss? The gnoll says there are probably more of these bastards upstairs"
>>123966
"Mmm..." Iron mumbles before twirling his laying body so that his chin rests against the wall thanks to his legs' efforts, only causing him to groan slightly.
"Mmm..." Iron mumbles before twirling his laying body so that his chin rests against the wall thanks to his legs' efforts, only causing him to groan slightly.
>>123967
"He's lucky they are letting him off the hook. Bastard is smart to turn when he did. Gnolls can be clever despite how dim witted they are. But the rest of them will not see such mercy" She adds
There is a pause for a moment. And another moment.
Poke poke
"Hey. Do you need medical help or something? We need you fighting. The unicorn raided their drug stash and found some things"
"He's lucky they are letting him off the hook. Bastard is smart to turn when he did. Gnolls can be clever despite how dim witted they are. But the rest of them will not see such mercy" She adds
There is a pause for a moment. And another moment.
Poke poke
"Hey. Do you need medical help or something? We need you fighting. The unicorn raided their drug stash and found some things"
>>123968
Iron continues to stretch his legs outwards, planting his wide snout onto the wall, unfortunately causing his entire body to shiver strongly at the touch before letting out another groan.
"...fine, I am..." he mutters before pushing his snout against the wall, his hooves starting to align towards the floor "it is but a rest."
Iron continues to stretch his legs outwards, planting his wide snout onto the wall, unfortunately causing his entire body to shiver strongly at the touch before letting out another groan.
"...fine, I am..." he mutters before pushing his snout against the wall, his hooves starting to align towards the floor "it is but a rest."
>>123969
The mostly smooth white washed wall has just enough tiny bumps and inconsistencies to make rubbing soft body parts, like his snout, against it unpleasant.
Now she places a hoof onto his shoulder
"You will rest in bed tonight with a proper pillow, mattress, and mare. But before then, these bastards need to die. Be ready."
The mostly smooth white washed wall has just enough tiny bumps and inconsistencies to make rubbing soft body parts, like his snout, against it unpleasant.
Now she places a hoof onto his shoulder
"You will rest in bed tonight with a proper pillow, mattress, and mare. But before then, these bastards need to die. Be ready."
>>123970
In a bout of lazy strength, his hooves prop him up as his body sways from side to side, laboriously standing up as his snout torture continues to wake him up, making him shiver in unpleasantness. "I am moving, hold your apples," he mutters
In a bout of lazy strength, his hooves prop him up as his body sways from side to side, laboriously standing up as his snout torture continues to wake him up, making him shiver in unpleasantness. "I am moving, hold your apples," he mutters
>>123971
She moves a step back, not wanting to be knocked aside by the unwieldy mass of pony
Iron can see that he is in a hallway with cold, tile floor, poor illumination brought by a single lantern, and filled with many of the creatures rescued from before. Jubilosa, Khoi, Undertoe, and Meadows are clearly visible
She moves a step back, not wanting to be knocked aside by the unwieldy mass of pony
Iron can see that he is in a hallway with cold, tile floor, poor illumination brought by a single lantern, and filled with many of the creatures rescued from before. Jubilosa, Khoi, Undertoe, and Meadows are clearly visible
>>123972
After a minute of constant snout and wall torture (SWT), Iron groggily stands up with his face against the wall, before saluting the sun with his body pose. "...there we go..." he mumbles softly before hopping to face White Sands, shield bared. "Alright, I am ready."
After a minute of constant snout and wall torture (SWT), Iron groggily stands up with his face against the wall, before saluting the sun with his body pose. "...there we go..." he mumbles softly before hopping to face White Sands, shield bared. "Alright, I am ready."
>>123973
"Great. I think he is arranging.... Auxiliaries? Or something. Just make everything is good to go. Make them pay."
Meadows looks quite a bit stronger than she did before. Though earlier she looked like she was barely able to stand. Now, she looks like she could jump and prance, if only given the room
Undertoe is wearing her black socks again, and she has one of Iron's rifles swung around her shoulders. Her gold chain has been removed from her neck and is now placed around the rifle.
Khoi and Jubilosa watch the lumbering Iron as he gets up
Khoi:
"Oh good. You awake now"
"Great. I think he is arranging.... Auxiliaries? Or something. Just make everything is good to go. Make them pay."
Meadows looks quite a bit stronger than she did before. Though earlier she looked like she was barely able to stand. Now, she looks like she could jump and prance, if only given the room
Undertoe is wearing her black socks again, and she has one of Iron's rifles swung around her shoulders. Her gold chain has been removed from her neck and is now placed around the rifle.
Khoi and Jubilosa watch the lumbering Iron as he gets up
Khoi:
"Oh good. You awake now"
>>123974
Iron blinks softly, seeing the room around him in mild confusion and bewilderment, particularly at the rifle on Undertoe's neck.
(I will have to take it back when the job's done,) he thinks to himself
Nodding at Sands' statement, he turns to Khoi. "Indeed," he answers plainly "was there ever any doubt?" Opting to press onto the unicorn's body in feigned dizziness with his, he looks at the kirin. "I am invincible," he lets out happily and with pride.
Iron blinks softly, seeing the room around him in mild confusion and bewilderment, particularly at the rifle on Undertoe's neck.
(I will have to take it back when the job's done,) he thinks to himself
Nodding at Sands' statement, he turns to Khoi. "Indeed," he answers plainly "was there ever any doubt?" Opting to press onto the unicorn's body in feigned dizziness with his, he looks at the kirin. "I am invincible," he lets out happily and with pride.
>>123975
Iron presses into the fluffy unicorn, finding her body almost surprisingly soft as it gives way and moves back slighty against him. White Sands smiles
The Kirin forms part of a smile - something he's not sure she's seen him do - and responds
"Let us hope so. You have taken quite a beating, but have given more out. They say there are still more of these monsters. Let us put an end to them. May tonight be the last time they every prey upon the unfortunate"
Iron presses into the fluffy unicorn, finding her body almost surprisingly soft as it gives way and moves back slighty against him. White Sands smiles
The Kirin forms part of a smile - something he's not sure she's seen him do - and responds
"Let us hope so. You have taken quite a beating, but have given more out. They say there are still more of these monsters. Let us put an end to them. May tonight be the last time they every prey upon the unfortunate"
>>123976
Iron nods once, cracking a smile of his own at the positive reception. "The gods will be with us," he proclaims "and we will crush the enemy where they stand."
The native can't help but rub coats with the unicorn mare he's next to as his ears are straight up and his head looks from side to side in mild excitement and duty.
Iron nods once, cracking a smile of his own at the positive reception. "The gods will be with us," he proclaims "and we will crush the enemy where they stand."
The native can't help but rub coats with the unicorn mare he's next to as his ears are straight up and his head looks from side to side in mild excitement and duty.
>>123977
As Iron rubs coats with the unicorn mare it's almost like an elephant against a tree. She wobbles a little, as she is not that much more than half of Iron's mass, but she still stands about as firm as she can, and her smile turns a little more devious as Iron progresses. Her coat is longer, fluffier even, than the average pony.
Khoi talks to Iron again, her voice softening a bit
"I had hoped to find peace when I came here. I hope I will find it soon enough"
As Iron rubs coats with the unicorn mare it's almost like an elephant against a tree. She wobbles a little, as she is not that much more than half of Iron's mass, but she still stands about as firm as she can, and her smile turns a little more devious as Iron progresses. Her coat is longer, fluffier even, than the average pony.
Khoi talks to Iron again, her voice softening a bit
"I had hoped to find peace when I came here. I hope I will find it soon enough"
>>123978
Iron nods at Khoi, apparently ignorant of the turbulent contact with Sands' body.
"That peace is what all true warriors strive for, in the end," he comments idly "I will be sure to contact you in case I got any work for you."
Iron nods at Khoi, apparently ignorant of the turbulent contact with Sands' body.
"That peace is what all true warriors strive for, in the end," he comments idly "I will be sure to contact you in case I got any work for you."
>>123980
Iron nods. "I cannot guarantee anything," he admits, ears folding slightly but quickly straightens out "but if I need an extra pair of hooves to do some busywork travelling to gather ingredients and the like, I will be sure to look you up."
Iron nods. "I cannot guarantee anything," he admits, ears folding slightly but quickly straightens out "but if I need an extra pair of hooves to do some busywork travelling to gather ingredients and the like, I will be sure to look you up."
>>123982
With a nod, Iron proceeds to hum softly as he opts to extend a foreleg towards Sands' coat, gently carressing it idly.
"Be sure to tell me where you will go once this event is concluded."
With a nod, Iron proceeds to hum softly as he opts to extend a foreleg towards Sands' coat, gently carressing it idly.
"Be sure to tell me where you will go once this event is concluded."
>>123983
"Where I will go?!"
Her eyes are very wide in an expression of concern as her mouth is closed
"I thought I was going with you"
"Where I will go?!"
Her eyes are very wide in an expression of concern as her mouth is closed
"I thought I was going with you"
>>123984
Iron blinks once before his eyes widened, obviously realizing he forgot such a thing, facehoofing softly.
"Right," he mutters before putting a light smile "my memories tend to flow out with my blood."
Iron blinks once before his eyes widened, obviously realizing he forgot such a thing, facehoofing softly.
"Right," he mutters before putting a light smile "my memories tend to flow out with my blood."
>>123986
Iron can't help but smile back in mild embarrassment, thankful his joke worked.
"So, what did I miss?" he asks to the two mares in his personal space
Iron can't help but smile back in mild embarrassment, thankful his joke worked.
"So, what did I miss?" he asks to the two mares in his personal space
>>123987
Khoi takes just a step back, and blinks
Khoi
"The grey one found a hospital room-
"Infirmary" White Sands interjects. Khoi stops to look at her, then looks back to Iron and continues
"Then he found a room where they make books"
Khoi takes just a step back, and blinks
Khoi
"The grey one found a hospital room-
"Infirmary" White Sands interjects. Khoi stops to look at her, then looks back to Iron and continues
"Then he found a room where they make books"
>>123990
Iron nods, before glancing at Undertoe with mild suspicion before turning to the two mares near him.
"Has anyone taken any more weapons from my body?" he asks
Iron nods, before glancing at Undertoe with mild suspicion before turning to the two mares near him.
"Has anyone taken any more weapons from my body?" he asks
>>123993
Khoi seems more or less to display uncertainty, but seems sincere in not having any knowledge of things taken
White Sands sounds truthful enough
Khoi seems more or less to display uncertainty, but seems sincere in not having any knowledge of things taken
White Sands sounds truthful enough
>>123994
Nodding once, Iron decides to turns to Khoi, wondering what sort of question he should ask her.
"It might be the blood loss again, but did you ever tell me what you were?" the native asks the kirin
Nodding once, Iron decides to turns to Khoi, wondering what sort of question he should ask her.
"It might be the blood loss again, but did you ever tell me what you were?" the native asks the kirin
>>123995
She lifts her left hoof up slight, folding her foreleg slightly, and her eyes express a kind of uncertainty. But after a moment she places both hooves down and answers
"I am a Kirin"
She lifts her left hoof up slight, folding her foreleg slightly, and her eyes express a kind of uncertainty. But after a moment she places both hooves down and answers
"I am a Kirin"
>>123996
Iron cocks his head in mild confusion, looking up and down at the kirin in question. "I haven't seen one of you before," he mutters before tentatively raising his remaining foreleg up in an attempt to touch the chestfluff in mild curiosity "despite the fact you catch on fire repeatedly, your fur is not charred..."
Iron cocks his head in mild confusion, looking up and down at the kirin in question. "I haven't seen one of you before," he mutters before tentatively raising his remaining foreleg up in an attempt to touch the chestfluff in mild curiosity "despite the fact you catch on fire repeatedly, your fur is not charred..."
>>123997
She leans back, but the fact remains that her chest fluff has a hoof pressing against it. She looks down at the hoof touching it. She looks back up to him
"Yes... it is magic fire resistance"
She leans back, but the fact remains that her chest fluff has a hoof pressing against it. She looks down at the hoof touching it. She looks back up to him
"Yes... it is magic fire resistance"
>>123998
Bonds looks up at Khoi's face, cocking his head slightly as he retracts his foreleg back in the original position, still caressing the fluffier unicorn next to him. "You mean you can do magic?" he asks
Bonds looks up at Khoi's face, cocking his head slightly as he retracts his foreleg back in the original position, still caressing the fluffier unicorn next to him. "You mean you can do magic?" he asks
>>123999
"Yes" She says simply, as her eyes return to a calm, only mostly opened position
Blue Skies is still best pony
"Yes" She says simply, as her eyes return to a calm, only mostly opened position
Blue Skies is still best pony
>>124001
"Well..."
Her horn is a mahogany color with a red, upwards arrow along the center. The horn splits into two, diverging horns a few inches up. Now, it lights up a light reddish color
Iron can feel a soft tugging at his ear
"Like this"
"Well..."
Her horn is a mahogany color with a red, upwards arrow along the center. The horn splits into two, diverging horns a few inches up. Now, it lights up a light reddish color
Iron can feel a soft tugging at his ear
"Like this"
>>124002
At the tugging, Iron turns around at Sands, wondering if she was about to ask anything until Khoi announced it was her.
"Oh!" he exclaims "Almost fooled me with that move, sneaky kirin."
At the tugging, Iron turns around at Sands, wondering if she was about to ask anything until Khoi announced it was her.
"Oh!" he exclaims "Almost fooled me with that move, sneaky kirin."
>>124003
As he moves aside, he can feel it tugging just a little harder before letting go, and he looks back to a nearly bewildered White Sands. When he returns his eyes to candy apple red eyes of Khoi Lua, she is wearing a slight, smug smile
As he moves aside, he can feel it tugging just a little harder before letting go, and he looks back to a nearly bewildered White Sands. When he returns his eyes to candy apple red eyes of Khoi Lua, she is wearing a slight, smug smile
>>124004
Iron snorts softly as he looks back to the smug kirin's gaze. "You may have deceived me once, fluffy one, but I learn," he playfully asserts.
Iron snorts softly as he looks back to the smug kirin's gaze. "You may have deceived me once, fluffy one, but I learn," he playfully asserts.
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>>124033
Yes.
In fact, he slinks out of the printing room, which still bears once-hidden label designating it as a "maternity ward," and comes over towards Silver. His paws make his movements fairly quiet.
Yes.
In fact, he slinks out of the printing room, which still bears once-hidden label designating it as a "maternity ward," and comes over towards Silver. His paws make his movements fairly quiet.
>>124037
"I am still... unsure. If my old master thinks we are weak and few in number, and just tricked the Heartlanders into submitting, then he will try to find us and kill us... or worse. If his Suzerain thinks there is a large police raid, he will make him stop and hold up upstairs. My old master would not want to stay still. It makes him feel like an animal being hunted."
"I am still... unsure. If my old master thinks we are weak and few in number, and just tricked the Heartlanders into submitting, then he will try to find us and kill us... or worse. If his Suzerain thinks there is a large police raid, he will make him stop and hold up upstairs. My old master would not want to stay still. It makes him feel like an animal being hunted."
>>124039
"Well... I didn't see him that often. But I saw him regularly. I think he had a place in town. He would visit here to see what was going on. He thought of himself as a businessgriff. He thought of what was going on here as a sort of business. He looked down on the Waterfront gang in the city as being unrefined. He wanted to be respected. He could be arrogant. He could be ruthless... very, very ruthless. He wasn't really nice to me, when he acknowledged me at all. But I am lower caste, so I understand that. But he respected Mohlokomeli and how she ran things, so I know he could be nice to subordinates who pleased him. He did complement me twice though, I remember that.
He could be pretty resourceful, and pretty efficient. He found ways to get past setbacks like the War cutting off shipping routes. But he got frustrated as well, like when the harbor was closed off in the siege. He is clever, and it showed the most with his ability to work with shipping and with companies in the city. I don't know that much about his history. I know he was in the Navy, he talked about a place called Nova Griffonia where he worked. He preferred Zebras and especially gnolls as his guards and workers. He thought we had more spirit than griffins, and especially ponies.
He was never a part of the society, but he was always sort of a part of it. I think he shared some of their beliefs and practices. It just wasn't what he was here for. He respected his Suzerain, the landlord, very much. To him, the Suzerain had much of want he wanted. Respect within the city as a business pony, and wealth. But that was not what the Suzerain was after..."
"Well... I didn't see him that often. But I saw him regularly. I think he had a place in town. He would visit here to see what was going on. He thought of himself as a businessgriff. He thought of what was going on here as a sort of business. He looked down on the Waterfront gang in the city as being unrefined. He wanted to be respected. He could be arrogant. He could be ruthless... very, very ruthless. He wasn't really nice to me, when he acknowledged me at all. But I am lower caste, so I understand that. But he respected Mohlokomeli and how she ran things, so I know he could be nice to subordinates who pleased him. He did complement me twice though, I remember that.
He could be pretty resourceful, and pretty efficient. He found ways to get past setbacks like the War cutting off shipping routes. But he got frustrated as well, like when the harbor was closed off in the siege. He is clever, and it showed the most with his ability to work with shipping and with companies in the city. I don't know that much about his history. I know he was in the Navy, he talked about a place called Nova Griffonia where he worked. He preferred Zebras and especially gnolls as his guards and workers. He thought we had more spirit than griffins, and especially ponies.
He was never a part of the society, but he was always sort of a part of it. I think he shared some of their beliefs and practices. It just wasn't what he was here for. He respected his Suzerain, the landlord, very much. To him, the Suzerain had much of want he wanted. Respect within the city as a business pony, and wealth. But that was not what the Suzerain was after..."
>>124041
"I... I think so. That names sounds right, or it was something that sounds like "book" anyways. I don't quite know what he was after. It was something about the divine, I think. Something above creatures, or maybe knowledge. I could never really get into it... or appreciate it. Rêwîtiyek, the Kafkar who died, even joined the society, saying there were great things out there. I thought about it......
The Suzerain could be friendly, in the way that ponies often are. He would even be nice to me, sometimes. Very few ponies were ever as nice to me as he was. But he was less so when my place in my master's guard was established, though he still wanted me to join the society. Still, it always seemed like he didn't care for creatures too much. He had a slight respect for my master. But it's like if you think a sword is good or whip is useful. Like a tool. If he doesn't trust you well he will be guarded, and even those he does he always has a kind of indifference towards. When almost half the heartlanders died in the battle he was just angry that ships to bring in more were blocked. I imagine most rich ponies and other creatures are like that. They are at the top. They don't have to work for or please any other creature. They don't really need to care about much else.... except for what is above them, and it isn't a pony or griffin."
"I... I think so. That names sounds right, or it was something that sounds like "book" anyways. I don't quite know what he was after. It was something about the divine, I think. Something above creatures, or maybe knowledge. I could never really get into it... or appreciate it. Rêwîtiyek, the Kafkar who died, even joined the society, saying there were great things out there. I thought about it......
The Suzerain could be friendly, in the way that ponies often are. He would even be nice to me, sometimes. Very few ponies were ever as nice to me as he was. But he was less so when my place in my master's guard was established, though he still wanted me to join the society. Still, it always seemed like he didn't care for creatures too much. He had a slight respect for my master. But it's like if you think a sword is good or whip is useful. Like a tool. If he doesn't trust you well he will be guarded, and even those he does he always has a kind of indifference towards. When almost half the heartlanders died in the battle he was just angry that ships to bring in more were blocked. I imagine most rich ponies and other creatures are like that. They are at the top. They don't have to work for or please any other creature. They don't really need to care about much else.... except for what is above them, and it isn't a pony or griffin."
>>124042
"Hmm...he did seem little...off, when we saw him earlier. Is there chance they are both together at this moment?"
"Hmm...he did seem little...off, when we saw him earlier. Is there chance they are both together at this moment?"
>>124043
"They might be. Book... 'Boek' will be upstairs now. That, I am sure. Master... I shouldn't call him that, 'Stormfeather,' Probably wanted to be part of the ritual, but might be looking for us with guards and the Heartlanders not showing up."
"They might be. Book... 'Boek' will be upstairs now. That, I am sure. Master... I shouldn't call him that, 'Stormfeather,' Probably wanted to be part of the ritual, but might be looking for us with guards and the Heartlanders not showing up."
>>124044
"Those two...I hope we catch them both. I have admittedly lost all sense of mercy for those two. They deserve none."
"Those two...I hope we catch them both. I have admittedly lost all sense of mercy for those two. They deserve none."
>>124045
He blinks, and is silent for a moment, as he breathes in and out. Then he looks down, away from Silver, and starts to speak to him
"The creatures here weren't always nice to me... But they were sometimes. Mohlabani especially would talk to me sometimes. I was around other creatures, I had a job, a place to stay, and food to eat. I was a part of something..."
He peaks his eyes up towards Silver:
"I never particularly liked Stormfeather. He's just like any other authority figure to me. Bo- ... Sweet? Him I like a little more because it seemed like he actually wanted me to be a part of his group. But I don't think he actually cared about me or anyone, really. I don't hate any of them... But if you want to hurt them, I will help you."
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He blinks, and is silent for a moment, as he breathes in and out. Then he looks down, away from Silver, and starts to speak to him
"The creatures here weren't always nice to me... But they were sometimes. Mohlabani especially would talk to me sometimes. I was around other creatures, I had a job, a place to stay, and food to eat. I was a part of something..."
He peaks his eyes up towards Silver:
"I never particularly liked Stormfeather. He's just like any other authority figure to me. Bo- ... Sweet? Him I like a little more because it seemed like he actually wanted me to be a part of his group. But I don't think he actually cared about me or anyone, really. I don't hate any of them... But if you want to hurt them, I will help you."
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>>124046
Silver hugs the gnoll.
"Thank you, Mala, but you do not have to if you do not want to. I will still be your friend either way."
Silver hugs the gnoll.
"Thank you, Mala, but you do not have to if you do not want to. I will still be your friend either way."
>>124047
The gnoll is hugged
Silver can feel muscle, fat, and course, fluffy fur. There’s a kind of smell to him. He wags his tail
“... Really?” He says with a bit of joy
The gnoll is hugged
Silver can feel muscle, fat, and course, fluffy fur. There’s a kind of smell to him. He wags his tail
“... Really?” He says with a bit of joy
>>124049
He wags his tail, and places a paw over Silver's shoulder, with an attached bony leg. The padded paw feels rather soft, surprisingly
There is a tap on his shoulder
"Uh, Silver? Can we talk?"
The voice is Undertoe's
He wags his tail, and places a paw over Silver's shoulder, with an attached bony leg. The padded paw feels rather soft, surprisingly
There is a tap on his shoulder
"Uh, Silver? Can we talk?"
The voice is Undertoe's
>>124050
Silver looks over to her, and gives her a nod. He looks back to Mala.
"If you would not mind, Mala."
Silver looks over to her, and gives her a nod. He looks back to Mala.
"If you would not mind, Mala."
>>124051
He sits down, and nods. Undertoe pulls Silver a little past, and Meadows walks over with her. Khoi takes interest as well
Undertoe tries to whisper into his ear. Her voice is a little angry, but certainly forceful
"Why are you hugging one of their guards? Don't you know he was with them?!"
He sits down, and nods. Undertoe pulls Silver a little past, and Meadows walks over with her. Khoi takes interest as well
Undertoe tries to whisper into his ear. Her voice is a little angry, but certainly forceful
"Why are you hugging one of their guards? Don't you know he was with them?!"
>>124052
He nods.
"I know what he was, yes. We found him leashed up in one of rooms downstairs. He has switched sides. He is with us now."
He nods.
"I know what he was, yes. We found him leashed up in one of rooms downstairs. He has switched sides. He is with us now."
>>124053
Undertoe is silent for a moment
"Are you going to let him just get away with it?"
Meadows, who came over as if together with Undertoe, interjects her own thoughts
"Like the other gnolls he would patrol the factory floor and look for those not working. He would bark at us. I believe I have seen him bite as well."
Then she adds
"Those Kafkar were willing soldiers and Dervishes of the Storm king. Brutish. And what they would do at the Towers of Silence when they came upon them..."
She visibly shudders
Undertoe is silent for a moment
"Are you going to let him just get away with it?"
Meadows, who came over as if together with Undertoe, interjects her own thoughts
"Like the other gnolls he would patrol the factory floor and look for those not working. He would bark at us. I believe I have seen him bite as well."
Then she adds
"Those Kafkar were willing soldiers and Dervishes of the Storm king. Brutish. And what they would do at the Towers of Silence when they came upon them..."
She visibly shudders
>>124054
He gives them both understanding looks. If they let him, he'd also put a reassuring hoof on their shoulders.
"I understand your concerns, trust me. He did not just tell us...he has shown us what they have had him do in their employ. He has expressed remorse for his part in this, and has done nothing to hinder our efforts thus far."
He lowers his voice, so that only they can hear.
"I ask you to give him chance. From personal experience he is not like other gnolls we have already met. But...if he does turn out to be lying and turns against us, do not worry. I will deal with it."
His eyes glance at the sword strapped to his back for a brief second before returning to look at Undertoe and Meadows.
He gives them both understanding looks. If they let him, he'd also put a reassuring hoof on their shoulders.
"I understand your concerns, trust me. He did not just tell us...he has shown us what they have had him do in their employ. He has expressed remorse for his part in this, and has done nothing to hinder our efforts thus far."
He lowers his voice, so that only they can hear.
"I ask you to give him chance. From personal experience he is not like other gnolls we have already met. But...if he does turn out to be lying and turns against us, do not worry. I will deal with it."
His eyes glance at the sword strapped to his back for a brief second before returning to look at Undertoe and Meadows.
>>124055
Undertoe and Meadows ease up a little, more so Meadows, whose mouth eases up at the plea for forgiveness. Undertoe maintains a stern look, but does not press. She nods slightly and slowly at the reassurance that Silver will deal with traitors.
Khoi - who was not one of the two to come up, but seems to have followed in notice of the activity, interjects her own concerns:
"Did you hear him talk about the monsters? All sorts of concern for who was 'mean' to him. Not a single word about the many who were tricked, exploited, murdered. Eaten. Shows his concerns."
Undertoe and Meadows ease up a little, more so Meadows, whose mouth eases up at the plea for forgiveness. Undertoe maintains a stern look, but does not press. She nods slightly and slowly at the reassurance that Silver will deal with traitors.
Khoi - who was not one of the two to come up, but seems to have followed in notice of the activity, interjects her own concerns:
"Did you hear him talk about the monsters? All sorts of concern for who was 'mean' to him. Not a single word about the many who were tricked, exploited, murdered. Eaten. Shows his concerns."
>>124056
He smiles awkwardly at Khoi.
"Well, he did just go from serving these griffons, to fighting against them. Please, give him chance and some time. He did show remorse at what he did after showing us garbage chute...speaking of, I do not see what would be purpose of showing it to us if he was just going to turn."
He smiles awkwardly at Khoi.
"Well, he did just go from serving these griffons, to fighting against them. Please, give him chance and some time. He did show remorse at what he did after showing us garbage chute...speaking of, I do not see what would be purpose of showing it to us if he was just going to turn."
>>124057
She breathes and looks sharply at him
"... He did fight against those griffins back there. I am not sure I quite like him. he has terrible bloodlust, when he gets into it"
Undertoe to Khoi
"That's true of many males"
She breathes and looks sharply at him
"... He did fight against those griffins back there. I am not sure I quite like him. he has terrible bloodlust, when he gets into it"
Undertoe to Khoi
"That's true of many males"
>>124059
I'm trying to make the ones based on Spotted Hyenas approximately Bantu South African/Zulu, and the ones based on Striped Hyenas Kurdish
I'm trying to make the ones based on Spotted Hyenas approximately Bantu South African/Zulu, and the ones based on Striped Hyenas Kurdish
>>124058
He gives them a sheepish look.
"It is little unsettling, yes, but it is part of being gnoll, good or bad, sort of like your, err..." Silver struggles for a couple seconds, not knowing the particular name for a kirin's nirik form, "...flamey transformation, Khoi. It is not as if he can not control it, though. He did not attack any allies, only enemies."
He gives them a sheepish look.
"It is little unsettling, yes, but it is part of being gnoll, good or bad, sort of like your, err..." Silver struggles for a couple seconds, not knowing the particular name for a kirin's nirik form, "...flamey transformation, Khoi. It is not as if he can not control it, though. He did not attack any allies, only enemies."
>>124061
Khoi continues her skeptical look. Until Silver mentions the Nirik form. She almost literally backs off at that, moving a hoof back, and instantly softening her lips and eyes.
Khoi:
"Alright then... So long as his teeth and sword are against the monsters here, and not against us, I can accept it."
Meadows gives her own statement
"Kaftar don't have a good reputation, especially where I come from, and for good reason. But I can... I can understand working with evil for self preservation. I can forgive. And I can give him a chance."
Undertoe is not quite as disarmed as the other two, but she has her own words:
"So long as he gets what is coming to him if he turns against us, I can make myself okay with it"
Khoi continues her skeptical look. Until Silver mentions the Nirik form. She almost literally backs off at that, moving a hoof back, and instantly softening her lips and eyes.
Khoi:
"Alright then... So long as his teeth and sword are against the monsters here, and not against us, I can accept it."
Meadows gives her own statement
"Kaftar don't have a good reputation, especially where I come from, and for good reason. But I can... I can understand working with evil for self preservation. I can forgive. And I can give him a chance."
Undertoe is not quite as disarmed as the other two, but she has her own words:
"So long as he gets what is coming to him if he turns against us, I can make myself okay with it"
>>124063
Meadows is the first to move, pulling back, and going towards the other side. Khoi pulls back, and goes closer towards Jubilosa. Undertoe keeps up her guarded stance, and seems to wait for Silver to pull back himself
Meadows is the first to move, pulling back, and going towards the other side. Khoi pulls back, and goes closer towards Jubilosa. Undertoe keeps up her guarded stance, and seems to wait for Silver to pull back himself
>>124066
Khoi:
"I am ready to be done with the fighting. It's more of a struggle than I thought it would be, coming here. And still there is so much left to do..."
Jubilosa is visibly shaking, with shrunken pupils
"Fine. Everything's fine"
Khoi:
"I am ready to be done with the fighting. It's more of a struggle than I thought it would be, coming here. And still there is so much left to do..."
Jubilosa is visibly shaking, with shrunken pupils
"Fine. Everything's fine"
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>>124067
Sense Motive: Khoi's reaction is to be expected, but Jubilosa's just seems...weird. He asks again.
"Are you sure? You know you can come to me if something is wrong."
>>124067
Sense Motive: Khoi's reaction is to be expected, but Jubilosa's just seems...weird. He asks again.
"Are you sure? You know you can come to me if something is wrong."
>>124070
"Nerves got to her. She was courageous, very much so, earlier. She wanted to prove Griffins could fight against evil too. She took a blade fairly well. But the battle against the criminals in the room got to her."
"Nerves got to her. She was courageous, very much so, earlier. She wanted to prove Griffins could fight against evil too. She took a blade fairly well. But the battle against the criminals in the room got to her."
>>124071
Silver looks back to Jubilosa sympatheticly.
"Ah...yes, Khoi is right. You were very couragous earlier, Jubilosa."
He smiles at her.
"I understand how hard this is. If you need to take step back, away from upcoming fight, please do so. Your wellbeing is important."
Silver looks back to Jubilosa sympatheticly.
"Ah...yes, Khoi is right. You were very couragous earlier, Jubilosa."
He smiles at her.
"I understand how hard this is. If you need to take step back, away from upcoming fight, please do so. Your wellbeing is important."
>>124072
She pulls her cheeks back behind her beak in what is evidently the griffin equivalent of a smile
"uh hehe" she giggles nervously, and looks back to him with small pupils
"No... I can... hold our own"
She pulls her cheeks back behind her beak in what is evidently the griffin equivalent of a smile
"uh hehe" she giggles nervously, and looks back to him with small pupils
"No... I can... hold our own"
>>124073
He looks at her sternly.
"Are you certain you can handle it? We are like chain: if one of us breaks, we will all suffer for it."
His gaze softens, and he smiles at her.
"But I am mostly concerned for you, Jubilosa. I do not want something bad happening to you."
He looks at her sternly.
"Are you certain you can handle it? We are like chain: if one of us breaks, we will all suffer for it."
His gaze softens, and he smiles at her.
"But I am mostly concerned for you, Jubilosa. I do not want something bad happening to you."
>>124074
She is silent. Then she looks back to him. Silently. She opens her beak, as if to speak. But she closes it. And she is left silently there, looking back to Silver
She is silent. Then she looks back to him. Silently. She opens her beak, as if to speak. But she closes it. And she is left silently there, looking back to Silver
>>124076
"I wasn't... I was a typist for a shipping company. I wasn't prepared for this. It's not easy to die for something... harder to kill for it. At least for me."
"I wasn't... I was a typist for a shipping company. I wasn't prepared for this. It's not easy to die for something... harder to kill for it. At least for me."
>>124077
Silver nods in understanding.
"I know how that is, if partially. If you can not do this, then you do not have to. No one will look down on you for backing out. And as always, Khoi and I are here if you need someone to come to."
Silver nods in understanding.
"I know how that is, if partially. If you can not do this, then you do not have to. No one will look down on you for backing out. And as always, Khoi and I are here if you need someone to come to."
>>124078
Khoi raises a hoof
"This is important"
Jubilosa adds
"No.... I won't... back out"
She does look nervous, and she smiles awkwardly
Khoi raises a hoof
"This is important"
Jubilosa adds
"No.... I won't... back out"
She does look nervous, and she smiles awkwardly
>>124079
Silver smiles at her.
"You truly are strong person."
He looks to Khoi for what she has to say, if anything.
Silver smiles at her.
"You truly are strong person."
He looks to Khoi for what she has to say, if anything.
>>124081
She eeks a smile out
Khoi looks to Silver, then to Jubilosa. She then walks closer to Jubilosa, and places a hoof on her, then pulls her closer, so that Jubilosa's chest contacts the relatively fluffy area of Jubilosa's chest, in a hug
"It is normal to have such emotions. But understand, what is happening here is important, for you, for so many that were not fortunate, and for so many in the future. Set aside your fear, and the universe will repay it later. You are strong. You have shown it. Just be strong a little longer. Remain in control of yourself. Suppress it. And you will prevail."
>>124080
Is... that a Pulp Fiction reference?
She eeks a smile out
Khoi looks to Silver, then to Jubilosa. She then walks closer to Jubilosa, and places a hoof on her, then pulls her closer, so that Jubilosa's chest contacts the relatively fluffy area of Jubilosa's chest, in a hug
"It is normal to have such emotions. But understand, what is happening here is important, for you, for so many that were not fortunate, and for so many in the future. Set aside your fear, and the universe will repay it later. You are strong. You have shown it. Just be strong a little longer. Remain in control of yourself. Suppress it. And you will prevail."
>>124080
Is... that a Pulp Fiction reference?
>>124082
Silver remains silent in respect of Khoi and Jubilosa's friendship, but he does nod in agreement at her words.
Silver remains silent in respect of Khoi and Jubilosa's friendship, but he does nod in agreement at her words.
>>124084
The physical contact seems to calm her
"There we go. Calm yourself. Clear your mind. It is hard, but you are strong"
Khoi, still hugging her, looks back to Silver, and motions her right hoof for him to join
The physical contact seems to calm her
"There we go. Calm yourself. Clear your mind. It is hard, but you are strong"
Khoi, still hugging her, looks back to Silver, and motions her right hoof for him to join
>>124085
"Oh, right."
Silver trots over, and hugs the poor cat-bird from the other side. He hopes his own floof makes the hug as enjoyable as Khoi's.
"Oh, right."
Silver trots over, and hugs the poor cat-bird from the other side. He hopes his own floof makes the hug as enjoyable as Khoi's.
>>124086
Silver comes and hugs her from her back. She flinches a little, not evidently expecting the touch, but quickly relaxes, and places a claw over Khoi in front of her. Silver can feel her wings move out slightly when he first touches her, but these too, relax, and Silver can feel her slim body and feathered wings. Her fur is kind of soft, but fairly short, and she does indeed feel like a giant cat under his forelegs.
Silver comes and hugs her from her back. She flinches a little, not evidently expecting the touch, but quickly relaxes, and places a claw over Khoi in front of her. Silver can feel her wings move out slightly when he first touches her, but these too, relax, and Silver can feel her slim body and feathered wings. Her fur is kind of soft, but fairly short, and she does indeed feel like a giant cat under his forelegs.
>>124088
She places her head forward, into Khoi's chest. At Silver's words she seems to say "thank you," but her words are muffled. It's not clear if she does or does not start crying, fairly silently. Khoi tries to stroke her feathers and fur with her free right leg, as she sits down next to Jubilosa
She places her head forward, into Khoi's chest. At Silver's words she seems to say "thank you," but her words are muffled. It's not clear if she does or does not start crying, fairly silently. Khoi tries to stroke her feathers and fur with her free right leg, as she sits down next to Jubilosa
>>124090
Her back moves a bit up and down as he pats. She seems more comfortable with him now
Khoi scrunches, but goes with it, petting her
Her back moves a bit up and down as he pats. She seems more comfortable with him now
Khoi scrunches, but goes with it, petting her
>>124092
"You have been so strong for us, Jubilosa. Let us be strong for you."
He rests his head against her soft back. As a pony who likes hugs, he has to admit, Jubilosa is a very nice griffon to hug.
"You have been so strong for us, Jubilosa. Let us be strong for you."
He rests his head against her soft back. As a pony who likes hugs, he has to admit, Jubilosa is a very nice griffon to hug.
>>124093
She shivers a little, presumably in crying for a moment. She tries to sit down, though her back arches a little under Silver's hooves. She seems comfortable under Silver's forelegs, and after a moment it seems almost like she is... purring
She shivers a little, presumably in crying for a moment. She tries to sit down, though her back arches a little under Silver's hooves. She seems comfortable under Silver's forelegs, and after a moment it seems almost like she is... purring
>>124094
Silver continues to hold her close, enjoying the feeling of her soft and warm fur.
"We are glad to have, Jubilosa."
Silver continues to hold her close, enjoying the feeling of her soft and warm fur.
"We are glad to have, Jubilosa."
>>124097
Now she pulls her head back, and looks to Silver with what is almost embarrassment. She sort of pulls her back away with him but as his legs are wrapped around her, she doesn't have much room to move
"I guess... it could be worse here"
Khoi pets her on her neck again
"There we go"
Now she pulls her head back, and looks to Silver with what is almost embarrassment. She sort of pulls her back away with him but as his legs are wrapped around her, she doesn't have much room to move
"I guess... it could be worse here"
Khoi pets her on her neck again
"There we go"
>>124099
Silver chuckles, pets her back a couple more times, and lets her go.
"I think it is decided, Khoi: griffons are nice to hug."
Silver chuckles, pets her back a couple more times, and lets her go.
"I think it is decided, Khoi: griffons are nice to hug."
>>124104
Khoi smiles to him. Jubilosa, pulling away from Khoi, gives a smile as well, but it is more reluctant
Jubilosa:
"If you say so"
Khoi smiles to him. Jubilosa, pulling away from Khoi, gives a smile as well, but it is more reluctant
Jubilosa:
"If you say so"
>>124105
Silver looks between the pair.
"We have couple of spare rifles. If you two would like, you could move to back to fight at range, so you are not in direct path of harm for upcoming fight,"
Silver looks between the pair.
"We have couple of spare rifles. If you two would like, you could move to back to fight at range, so you are not in direct path of harm for upcoming fight,"
>>124107
Silver nods, and looks to Jubilosa.
"I suppose you have never used rifle? Want me to show you?"
Silver nods, and looks to Jubilosa.
"I suppose you have never used rifle? Want me to show you?"
>>124109
Silver grabs a rifle, and shows her the general idea of how rifles work: how to hold them, how to aim, how to fire, how to work the bolt and load a new round in the chamber, and how to reload, if the party has any spare rounds to reload the rifles with.
Silver grabs a rifle, and shows her the general idea of how rifles work: how to hold them, how to aim, how to fire, how to work the bolt and load a new round in the chamber, and how to reload, if the party has any spare rounds to reload the rifles with.
>>124110
An important note, since no party member has bothered to check this yet - none of the rifles recovered in the armory are bolt action
An important note, since no party member has bothered to check this yet - none of the rifles recovered in the armory are bolt action
>>124112
One of the two rifles is simply a break action, but with two barrels. The other is a pull action, essentially a simplified bolt action. Undertoe, seeing the guns being used, comes in to help show the creatures how to operate the actions, and load the cartridges.
Fortunately there were a couple boxes of ammunition, because it doesn't work with equestrian rounds
One of the two rifles is simply a break action, but with two barrels. The other is a pull action, essentially a simplified bolt action. Undertoe, seeing the guns being used, comes in to help show the creatures how to operate the actions, and load the cartridges.
Fortunately there were a couple boxes of ammunition, because it doesn't work with equestrian rounds
>>124114
"Hmmm?" She says, looking over from around Iron. She slinks over to Silver when he offers the rifle.
"If you insist"
Between Undertoe, Jubilosa, Khoi Lua, and now White Sands, all three rifles, as well as Silver's rifle, would be distributed
"Hmmm?" She says, looking over from around Iron. She slinks over to Silver when he offers the rifle.
"If you insist"
Between Undertoe, Jubilosa, Khoi Lua, and now White Sands, all three rifles, as well as Silver's rifle, would be distributed
>>124116
Is Silver giving his rifle to somecreature? If so, who?
Blue Skies walks over
"What are you doing with the over sized one and the colt?"
Is Silver giving his rifle to somecreature? If so, who?
Blue Skies walks over
"What are you doing with the over sized one and the colt?"
>>124117
Jubilosa and Khoi get the break-actions, White Sands gets the pull-action, and Undertoe gets Silver's bolt-action.
"I have thought about that. I think it would be good idea to keep them out of major fighting."
Jubilosa and Khoi get the break-actions, White Sands gets the pull-action, and Undertoe gets Silver's bolt-action.
"I have thought about that. I think it would be good idea to keep them out of major fighting."
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>>124118
I'm curious, is there a reason why? There is one lever action, previously given to Undertoe
"If you insist. But that big mare is probably stronger than any of the riflemares you have there. And that colt is almost drafting age. He would be in junior crypteia in Nimbusia and well on his way to Phalanx. And in Equetsria... well a recruiter wouldn't care to correct him if he lied and said he was of age"
I'm curious, is there a reason why? There is one lever action, previously given to Undertoe
"If you insist. But that big mare is probably stronger than any of the riflemares you have there. And that colt is almost drafting age. He would be in junior crypteia in Nimbusia and well on his way to Phalanx. And in Equetsria... well a recruiter wouldn't care to correct him if he lied and said he was of age"
>>124119
Right, got confused. Undertoe has the lever-action, Jubilosa gets the break-action, Khoi gets the pull-action, and White Sands gets the bolt-action.
"Hmm. Speaking of Loputu..."
Silver looks around for the colt.
Right, got confused. Undertoe has the lever-action, Jubilosa gets the break-action, Khoi gets the pull-action, and White Sands gets the bolt-action.
"Hmm. Speaking of Loputu..."
Silver looks around for the colt.
>>124122
He looks up at Silver, his Lavender eyes and dark blue mane standing out from a body that looks black in the dim light
"It's... I'm okay"
He looks up at Silver, his Lavender eyes and dark blue mane standing out from a body that looks black in the dim light
"It's... I'm okay"
>>124124
"It's... been a long day"
He moves his muzzle up directly towards Silver
"I'm... I'm glad to be out though. To be free now"
"It's... been a long day"
He moves his muzzle up directly towards Silver
"I'm... I'm glad to be out though. To be free now"
>>124125
Silver smiles at him, and pets him on the top of his head with a forehoof.
"That is good to hear. You are strong colt, Loputu."
Silver smiles at him, and pets him on the top of his head with a forehoof.
"That is good to hear. You are strong colt, Loputu."
>>124126
He closes his eyes. His mane is kind of long, and he's a little fluffier than most ponies.
He looks up, and smiles at Silver
"I hope my parents think so"
He closes his eyes. His mane is kind of long, and he's a little fluffier than most ponies.
He looks up, and smiles at Silver
"I hope my parents think so"
>>124127
"If you want, when we are finished here, I can bring you back to your parents. Maybe I can help your parents see just how lucky they are to have colt as strong and brave as you, after this."
"If you want, when we are finished here, I can bring you back to your parents. Maybe I can help your parents see just how lucky they are to have colt as strong and brave as you, after this."
>>124128
He looks up, and smiles with some joy. His rear legs bend, partly between standing up and sitting down
"Do you think you can convince others?"
He looks up, and smiles with some joy. His rear legs bend, partly between standing up and sitting down
"Do you think you can convince others?"
>>124129
He smiles at the colt.
"I might not have 'Silver' tongue..."
He chuckles himself.
"...but I can."
He smiles at the colt.
"I might not have 'Silver' tongue..."
He chuckles himself.
"...but I can."
>>124130
"If they think I am strong or brave, that would be great. Especially fillies"
He looks over to the side, and then back to Silver
"How though?"
"If they think I am strong or brave, that would be great. Especially fillies"
He looks over to the side, and then back to Silver
"How though?"
Considering the battle ahead is coming, Iron turns to White Sands. "I remember you saying there was some magic health potions?" he asks
>>124134
"Yes." She says
"Or at least I think that's what he found. Some drugs too. Opiates. You want me to swipe one?"
"Yes." She says
"Or at least I think that's what he found. Some drugs too. Opiates. You want me to swipe one?"
>>124136
As the Stallion hugs the griffin, she carefully walks up behind him, undoes a latch on his bag, and with magic glow pulls out a tube, then another, looks at them, and then another. She then places the flap down, and walks back towards Iron, holding up a vile.
"Here's a 'Cure light wounds'. Do you need more?"
As the Stallion hugs the griffin, she carefully walks up behind him, undoes a latch on his bag, and with magic glow pulls out a tube, then another, looks at them, and then another. She then places the flap down, and walks back towards Iron, holding up a vile.
"Here's a 'Cure light wounds'. Do you need more?"
Iron shrugs, a little grin forming on his face at her little potion checkup.
"That should do it," he answers
"That should do it," he answers
>>124139
Iron snorts softly. "I am invincible," he proudly states while puffing his chest "at this point you should have no doubt."
Iron snorts softly. "I am invincible," he proudly states while puffing his chest "at this point you should have no doubt."
>>124140
Silver trots over to him, and pokes the bandages he had wrapped around his chest after the grevious injury.
"You have me doubting for good minute, there. Come, heal up, I got potions from infirmiry."
Silver trots over to him, and pokes the bandages he had wrapped around his chest after the grevious injury.
"You have me doubting for good minute, there. Come, heal up, I got potions from infirmiry."
Okay, it's time to figure out exactly how potions, healing and so forth will be distributed
>>124145
Counts two missing
White Sands shrugs
>>124145
Counts two missing
White Sands shrugs
[2d8+1 = 10]
>>124148
Both Silver and Iron are heavily injured, so no matter what they're each getting one of the cure moderate wounds potions. Speaking of...
>>124148
Both Silver and Iron are heavily injured, so no matter what they're each getting one of the cure moderate wounds potions. Speaking of...
>>124153
18 recovered, Silver is likely at around 40 HP
He feels much better than he did before, and it hurts less to walk now
18 recovered, Silver is likely at around 40 HP
He feels much better than he did before, and it hurts less to walk now
>>124154
Rest of the potions are for everyone else. Silver is still not really in a good condition, but he'll survive for now.
Rest of the potions are for everyone else. Silver is still not really in a good condition, but he'll survive for now.
>>124159
He grins at the earth pony.
"It was in with other potions in infirmiry. Take it, you were more injured than I was and I took one of these."
He grins at the earth pony.
"It was in with other potions in infirmiry. Take it, you were more injured than I was and I took one of these."
>>124162
Iron trots in place, warming his muscles up. "There we go," he mutters as the faint clip clop sound reverberate through the floor.
Iron trots in place, warming his muscles up. "There we go," he mutters as the faint clip clop sound reverberate through the floor.
>>124164
The smiles are a bit infectious, making Iron smile slightly, with the faintest of red tints on his cheeks.
The smiles are a bit infectious, making Iron smile slightly, with the faintest of red tints on his cheeks.
>>124166
Iron can't help but chuckle at this little comment. "I sure do, Khoi," he asserts confidently "all ready to bash some skulls."
Iron can't help but chuckle at this little comment. "I sure do, Khoi," he asserts confidently "all ready to bash some skulls."
>>124169
Gah! Scrunches
Welcome Back, Midnight!
Silver gave Meadows some changeling honey, which restored much of her strength and made her not so pathetic. Other creatures have been given rifles. Silver explored an infirmary and found some healing potions.
All of the creatures are in the hallway of the middle building on the second floor. They believe the cultists and their allies are upstairs
Gah! Scrunches
Welcome Back, Midnight!
Silver gave Meadows some changeling honey, which restored much of her strength and made her not so pathetic. Other creatures have been given rifles. Silver explored an infirmary and found some healing potions.
All of the creatures are in the hallway of the middle building on the second floor. They believe the cultists and their allies are upstairs
>>124175
Silver gives Midnight a cure light wounds potion.
"Here, drink up. We all need to be at our best for this."
Silver gives Midnight a cure light wounds potion.
"Here, drink up. We all need to be at our best for this."
>>124177
Midnight looks at the vial
"Are you sure? I can take more hits than you would think, is there another one that could use it?"
Midnight looks at the vial
"Are you sure? I can take more hits than you would think, is there another one that could use it?"
>>124180
"Are you positive? I can heal myself in the middle of the fray if things go south, I cannot heal you two in the turmoil."
"Are you positive? I can heal myself in the middle of the fray if things go south, I cannot heal you two in the turmoil."
All of the creatures are together in a Hallway. Silver is there with Khoi Lua, Jubilosa, and Iron, Midnight, and Mala. Dark Star is a little in the back with Johann. Meadows stands and Loputu sits on the sides of the Hallway, while Blue Skies stands vigil. The only light in the hallway comes from a lantern sitting down on the floor, which illuminates the area where the creatures are. There is a full moon outside, but no light seeps in - there are no windows on this long, straight corridor. The hallway is clearly wired to have recessed, incandescent electric lights - but none are on. All is black past a certain point in the hallway
>>124191
Midnight is fine
>>124193
Iron hears what might be a metal door creeping open at the end of the hallway
>>124192
Silver hears the odd sound of distant whispers, then whispers strangely more material, but more distant down the hall. Foot steps down stairs. Then a door, carefully opened. And finally, whispers
"It isn't too late"
>>124191
Midnight is fine
>>124193
Iron hears what might be a metal door creeping open at the end of the hallway
>>124192
Silver hears the odd sound of distant whispers, then whispers strangely more material, but more distant down the hall. Foot steps down stairs. Then a door, carefully opened. And finally, whispers
"It isn't too late"
>>124194
Iron's ears swivel, instinctively covering part of his face with a shield.
"I hear something by the end of the hallway," he whispers out.
Iron's ears swivel, instinctively covering part of his face with a shield.
"I hear something by the end of the hallway," he whispers out.
>>124194
A single thought goes through the unicorn's head.
"Fuck you, Maar."
He whispers to his companions.
"They are coming downstairs. It is now or never. We need to move."
A single thought goes through the unicorn's head.
"Fuck you, Maar."
He whispers to his companions.
"They are coming downstairs. It is now or never. We need to move."
[1d20+10 = 24]
>>124196
"You say that now, but circumstances change"
>>124196
>>124195
>>124191
>>124197
From down the hallway, near the end, a single flash of light in the darkness, and a very, very loud BANG. It echoes through the hallway, catching everypony's attention
>>124196
These Dice are an attack on you Silver
>>124196
"You say that now, but circumstances change"
>>124196
>>124195
>>124191
>>124197
From down the hallway, near the end, a single flash of light in the darkness, and a very, very loud BANG. It echoes through the hallway, catching everypony's attention
>>124196
These Dice are an attack on you Silver
>>124201
Iron can certainly run, yet he remains with a sharp problem - The hallway is dark, and un-illuminated
Iron can certainly run, yet he remains with a sharp problem - The hallway is dark, and un-illuminated
>>124202
You dare question the rationality of a blind charge, mortal?!
"Onwards!" Iron calls out "If anyone can illuminate the path ahead, do it!"
You dare question the rationality of a blind charge, mortal?!
"Onwards!" Iron calls out "If anyone can illuminate the path ahead, do it!"
>>124205
I suppose so? I don't know what the NPCs will do, but that's apparently what Iron and Midnight are doing.
I suppose so? I don't know what the NPCs will do, but that's apparently what Iron and Midnight are doing.
[1d20+5 = 20]
[1d2 = 2]
[2d20 = 25]
Two more BANG BANGs as Johann pulls out his Mannlicher and fires into the blackness, while Blue Skies does the same with her 38 Special
>>124207
>>124208
>>124204
>>124209
Roll Initiative
Silver will have some kind of penalty because he took the extra time to pull out a flashlight. Everypony should be rather grateful for that step, however
[1d2 = 2]
[2d20 = 25]
Two more BANG BANGs as Johann pulls out his Mannlicher and fires into the blackness, while Blue Skies does the same with her 38 Special
>>124207
>>124208
>>124204
>>124209
Roll Initiative
Silver will have some kind of penalty because he took the extra time to pull out a flashlight. Everypony should be rather grateful for that step, however
[1d20+10 = 28]
[1d20+5 = 6]
[1d2 = 2]
>>124212
>>124213
>>124214
Johann:
"Fueur Frei!"
Underoe readies her rifle, and fires it into the Blackness.
The ponies charge down the hallway, across the tile, Iron leading the charge. Then Silver pulls out his light.
There is a Griffin, white with black at the end of his wings and some feathers, wearing a black vest, a black top hat, a sword at his side, and in one claw, a very big revolver.
He places the revolver at his side with the swiftness of an old Mild West gunslinger, and pulls out a long, slender single edged sword.
As Iron charges forth, he stabs into the charging pony, having the advantage
[1d20+5 = 6]
[1d2 = 2]
>>124212
>>124213
>>124214
Johann:
"Fueur Frei!"
Underoe readies her rifle, and fires it into the Blackness.
The ponies charge down the hallway, across the tile, Iron leading the charge. Then Silver pulls out his light.
There is a Griffin, white with black at the end of his wings and some feathers, wearing a black vest, a black top hat, a sword at his side, and in one claw, a very big revolver.
He places the revolver at his side with the swiftness of an old Mild West gunslinger, and pulls out a long, slender single edged sword.
As Iron charges forth, he stabs into the charging pony, having the advantage
[2d6+2 = 6]
[d20+10 = 20]
Initiative is
Maakie
Midnight
Iron
Silver
Everycreature else
>>124212
>>124213
>>124214
Everypony, roll luck
The griffin's eyes glow yellow, though that might just be a reflection, and behind him another set of eyes glow green.
The griffin's sword stabs into the charging Iron
Rolls are damage on Iron
And confirming critical on Iron - an 18 is a crit on a rapier
>>124216
Top roll in last post is Maakie's attack, followed by Undertoe's attack, followed by Undertoes's chance of missing a covered enemy
[d20+10 = 20]
Initiative is
Maakie
Midnight
Iron
Silver
Everycreature else
>>124212
>>124213
>>124214
Everypony, roll luck
The griffin's eyes glow yellow, though that might just be a reflection, and behind him another set of eyes glow green.
The griffin's sword stabs into the charging Iron
Rolls are damage on Iron
And confirming critical on Iron - an 18 is a crit on a rapier
>>124216
Top roll in last post is Maakie's attack, followed by Undertoe's attack, followed by Undertoes's chance of missing a covered enemy
>>124223
In front, where the enemy belongs
The hallway, at the end of the day, is not actually that long. They have closed the distance
>>124224
>>124223
>>124221
The Griffin looks past Silver at the source of the bullet, and the expression of grit and malice pulls back towards one of definite emotional hurt. He pauses for a moment
"You.... how could you!?"
In front, where the enemy belongs
The hallway, at the end of the day, is not actually that long. They have closed the distance
>>124224
>>124223
>>124221
The Griffin looks past Silver at the source of the bullet, and the expression of grit and malice pulls back towards one of definite emotional hurt. He pauses for a moment
"You.... how could you!?"
>>124225
Silver has a look of disgust, having learned more of what has gone on in this building.
"I would ask same of you, Maakie!"
Silver has a look of disgust, having learned more of what has gone on in this building.
"I would ask same of you, Maakie!"
>>124226
Maakie moves his saber deftly, and with the side of the bloody sword, pushes Midnight's sword out of the way.
Where he is not so lucky is Midnight's dagger. This goes through, and hits.
>>124227
His beak is open in astonishment, and he lets out a ragged exhale. But he doesn't look at Silver, or indeed acknowledge him at all. Only Midnight's sword breaks him from his trance
>>124221
Iron's turn
Maakie moves his saber deftly, and with the side of the bloody sword, pushes Midnight's sword out of the way.
Where he is not so lucky is Midnight's dagger. This goes through, and hits.
>>124227
His beak is open in astonishment, and he lets out a ragged exhale. But he doesn't look at Silver, or indeed acknowledge him at all. Only Midnight's sword breaks him from his trance
>>124221
Iron's turn
>>124228
Iron quickly hops right on Maakie's face, attempting to nab the evil bastard's neck and arms with his forelegs.
[1d20+10 = 23]
<Melee Touch Attack with unarmed mod
Iron quickly hops right on Maakie's face, attempting to nab the evil bastard's neck and arms with his forelegs.
[1d20+10 = 23]
<Melee Touch Attack with unarmed mod
[1d20+7 = 21]
>>124234
Silver pulls out Maakie's own saber, the one he got from Maakie's room, and attempts to stab him with it.
>>124234
Silver pulls out Maakie's own saber, the one he got from Maakie's room, and attempts to stab him with it.
[1d20+6 = 25]
>>124235
Maakie's ability to move has been hindered somewhat, though he is hardly out. The sword stabs out, and into the griffin. It goes right through his vest, or in the opening between the sides
>>124233
>>124229
>>124235
But a new combatant joins. A zebra, wearing a turban and armed with a spear. He stabs into Iron, who has lost his ability to move away from attacks
>>124235
Maakie's ability to move has been hindered somewhat, though he is hardly out. The sword stabs out, and into the griffin. It goes right through his vest, or in the opening between the sides
>>124233
>>124229
>>124235
But a new combatant joins. A zebra, wearing a turban and armed with a spear. He stabs into Iron, who has lost his ability to move away from attacks
>>124236
Question for the road: If he were to make Maakie spin, would his body crash on the zebra at this distance?
Question for the road: If he were to make Maakie spin, would his body crash on the zebra at this distance?
>>124239
Iron groans at the unwelcome penetration, turning his head to the other companions behind him.
"Pierce the zebra with your metal chunks!" he commands, voice somewhat pained
Iron groans at the unwelcome penetration, turning his head to the other companions behind him.
"Pierce the zebra with your metal chunks!" he commands, voice somewhat pained
[1d20+12 = 14]
>>124250
>>124248
>>124251
The Zebra, stabbed repeatedly as well as shot, slinks back, before an arrow hits him, and, with a pink shock, he falls over onto the ground
>>124247
Maakie tries to maneuver his way out of the grapple, pulling under his leg, pushing up, and trying to rotate his way out of it
Roll opposed grapple
>>124250
>>124248
>>124251
The Zebra, stabbed repeatedly as well as shot, slinks back, before an arrow hits him, and, with a pink shock, he falls over onto the ground
>>124247
Maakie tries to maneuver his way out of the grapple, pulling under his leg, pushing up, and trying to rotate his way out of it
Roll opposed grapple
[1d20+10 = 27]
>>124253
Iron wins this time, but Maakie has his own move to make. He pulls his Magnum, and shoots at Iron
>>124253
Iron wins this time, but Maakie has his own move to make. He pulls his Magnum, and shoots at Iron
>>124255
Iron grunts some more, his faint panting becoming more apparent to his victim.
"Oh, you are going to *wish* you have not done that!" he exclaims proudly before screaming at the top of his lungs. Rage mode has been engaged, granting him +4 to Con and Str, as well as increasing his HP temporarily by 10.
In this turn, he aims to pin down the beaked menance into the ground.
Iron grunts some more, his faint panting becoming more apparent to his victim.
"Oh, you are going to *wish* you have not done that!" he exclaims proudly before screaming at the top of his lungs. Rage mode has been engaged, granting him +4 to Con and Str, as well as increasing his HP temporarily by 10.
In this turn, he aims to pin down the beaked menance into the ground.
[1d20+12 = 13]
>>124255
Disarm: Silver draws his greatsword, and attempts to knock Maakie's revolver out of his grip.
>>124255
Disarm: Silver draws his greatsword, and attempts to knock Maakie's revolver out of his grip.
Midnight strikes out at Maakie, noticing the situation Iron got himself into
Sword [1d20+7 = 19]
Dagger [1d20+7 = 10]
Sword [1d20+7 = 19]
Dagger [1d20+7 = 10]
>>124263
Slamming his beak into the ground, Iron quickly wiggles his hindlegs, clamping down on the sides of the griffon's neck while stepping on his talons while sliding his forelegs to inhibit Maakie's own hindlegs to properly pin him.
>>124264
"Release your anger, everypony! Punch your tyrant all you want!" he commands most of his army before locking eyes with Sands. "I need a boost!" he orders her
Slamming his beak into the ground, Iron quickly wiggles his hindlegs, clamping down on the sides of the griffon's neck while stepping on his talons while sliding his forelegs to inhibit Maakie's own hindlegs to properly pin him.
>>124264
"Release your anger, everypony! Punch your tyrant all you want!" he commands most of his army before locking eyes with Sands. "I need a boost!" he orders her
[1d20+10 = 30]
[1d8+1 = 9]
The first dice is the attack on Midnight. The second is the healing potion
>>124266
>>124268
>>124269
Maakie, pinned down, cannot quite aim his gun towards Iron. But Midnight, who has just successfully stabbed him with her weapon holding wings, is to his side
He shoots at her
>>124271
This will cost an action
Potion added
[1d8+1 = 9]
The first dice is the attack on Midnight. The second is the healing potion
>>124266
>>124268
>>124269
Maakie, pinned down, cannot quite aim his gun towards Iron. But Midnight, who has just successfully stabbed him with her weapon holding wings, is to his side
He shoots at her
>>124271
This will cost an action
Potion added
[1d20+12 = 27]
>>124271
While Iron is distracted, Maakie tries to wiggle his way out again
Roll opposed grapple
>>124271
While Iron is distracted, Maakie tries to wiggle his way out again
Roll opposed grapple
[6d20 = 56]
Another Zebra makes his way out of the stairwell
Crack Bang Crack Crack Bang Crack
Another Zebra makes his way out of the stairwell
Crack Bang Crack Crack Bang Crack
[1d20+12 = 14]
>>124282
Disarm: Probably against his better judgement, Silver tries to use his greatsword to knock the revolver out of his claw again.
>>124282
Disarm: Probably against his better judgement, Silver tries to use his greatsword to knock the revolver out of his claw again.
[1d20+6 = 10]
The Zebra is shot, twice, but limps on with bloody white clothes. He fires a shot towards Jubilosa
The Zebra is shot, twice, but limps on with bloody white clothes. He fires a shot towards Jubilosa
>>124293
The Shot misses Jubilosa - barely, but the shot scatters into the wall, bouncing and spraying drywall around, causing Meadows to Whinny loudly and rear away, while Loputu jumps and moves down on the ground
The Shot misses Jubilosa - barely, but the shot scatters into the wall, bouncing and spraying drywall around, causing Meadows to Whinny loudly and rear away, while Loputu jumps and moves down on the ground
>>124286
Iron pulls his head up, drinking the potion in full while holding Maakie at his mercy as a move action.
[1d8+1 = 2]
<Heal
Spitting the bottle off his mouth, he squeezes Maakie's neck with his thicc hindlegs, to the point of lifting his head up, as a non-lethal move.
[1d20+14 = 15]
<Grapple Check
[1d3
Iron pulls his head up, drinking the potion in full while holding Maakie at his mercy as a move action.
[1d8+1 = 2]
<Heal
Spitting the bottle off his mouth, he squeezes Maakie's neck with his thicc hindlegs, to the point of lifting his head up, as a non-lethal move.
[1d20+14 = 15]
<Grapple Check
[1d3
[1d20+10 = 12]
>>124297
Is the idea that it's harder for him to hit with his gun? It seems like it would be easier to just try to pull the gun
He fails to pull his head up, his hooves slipping. Maakie's head moves down, his eyes narrow, and he points his Magnum right at Iron
Bang
>>124297
Is the idea that it's harder for him to hit with his gun? It seems like it would be easier to just try to pull the gun
He fails to pull his head up, his hooves slipping. Maakie's head moves down, his eyes narrow, and he points his Magnum right at Iron
Bang
>>124318
Silver tries to help keep Maakie pinned, seeing him attempt an escape.
"Go ahead, Loputu, we have him!"
Silver tries to help keep Maakie pinned, seeing him attempt an escape.
"Go ahead, Loputu, we have him!"
>>124319
>>124319
>>124313
Iron and Silver can, and should, roll mutually assisting Pin checks as Loputu does his work
Loputu:
"You have to tie down a hook to keep it from coming off. It's a smaller object and smaller rope, sure, but it's a similar principle. And boats.. those need to be tied to the pier as well. I've learned a few things"
>>124319
>>124313
Iron and Silver can, and should, roll mutually assisting Pin checks as Loputu does his work
Loputu:
"You have to tie down a hook to keep it from coming off. It's a smaller object and smaller rope, sure, but it's a similar principle. And boats.. those need to be tied to the pier as well. I've learned a few things"
[1d20+7 = 17]
>>124320
Silver nods to Loputu to use the rope and tie Maakie up.
"Good colt. Show us what you can do."
>>124320
Silver nods to Loputu to use the rope and tie Maakie up.
"Good colt. Show us what you can do."
>>124323
>>124322
>>124321
Maakie wiggles, but fails to break out
Loputu places rope around his forelimbs
"Here is what is called aa 'cleat hitch' knot. It's useful for tying a boat to mooring."
He goes to the rear legs and ties those
"Now let's do a 'Figure eight' knot. This is a very strong knot, though more complicated. Also good for mooring. Let's see him try."
Then he ties his fore limbs to his rear limbs
"Now this is what is called an 'anchor tie'. Used to tie rope to anchors, as teh name suggests."
He ties the wings for good measure in a figure eight knot
"There. That should be secure, I think"
Maakie's six limbs are tied down, the rear legs and forelegs together
>>124322
>>124321
Maakie wiggles, but fails to break out
Loputu places rope around his forelimbs
"Here is what is called aa 'cleat hitch' knot. It's useful for tying a boat to mooring."
He goes to the rear legs and ties those
"Now let's do a 'Figure eight' knot. This is a very strong knot, though more complicated. Also good for mooring. Let's see him try."
Then he ties his fore limbs to his rear limbs
"Now this is what is called an 'anchor tie'. Used to tie rope to anchors, as teh name suggests."
He ties the wings for good measure in a figure eight knot
"There. That should be secure, I think"
Maakie's six limbs are tied down, the rear legs and forelegs together
>>124324
All the while, Iron can be seen breathing heavily, still affixed to the beaked fellow and squeezing him, looking around for anything at all that may oppose him and his goals.
All the while, Iron can be seen breathing heavily, still affixed to the beaked fellow and squeezing him, looking around for anything at all that may oppose him and his goals.
>>124325
Maakie is heavily injured and tied down. Both of his Zebras are out or dead, and no other enemies remain. Iron feels woozie
Maakie is heavily injured and tied down. Both of his Zebras are out or dead, and no other enemies remain. Iron feels woozie
>>124324
Silver looks impressed at Loputu's display of rope tying skill. He smiles at the colt and pets him on the top of his head.
"Huh...impressive. Perhaps you need to teach me those someday."
Silver looks impressed at Loputu's display of rope tying skill. He smiles at the colt and pets him on the top of his head.
"Huh...impressive. Perhaps you need to teach me those someday."
>>124326
Iron, still trying to hold onto his rage, jumps off Maakie, staggering on the landing, before falling down. Impressively, he can be seen crawling ever so slowly towards Sands, using his forelegs to propel himself forwards.
Iron, still trying to hold onto his rage, jumps off Maakie, staggering on the landing, before falling down. Impressively, he can be seen crawling ever so slowly towards Sands, using his forelegs to propel himself forwards.
>>124327
"Thanks. Maybe someday"
Loputu has a giant smile. He is pet, with his eyes and head gong up in joy
"Thanks. Maybe someday"
Loputu has a giant smile. He is pet, with his eyes and head gong up in joy
>>124328
She stares back at him, pulling away a little
"You don't look so good. You *did* get shot. And stabbed. And stabbed again...."
She stares back at him, pulling away a little
"You don't look so good. You *did* get shot. And stabbed. And stabbed again...."
>>124331
Stopping on his tracks, Iron stomps his hoof against the floor, unable to speak through the pain and rage, growling lowly yet pained.
His breathing is starting to become erratic as he grits his teeth.
Stopping on his tracks, Iron stomps his hoof against the floor, unable to speak through the pain and rage, growling lowly yet pained.
His breathing is starting to become erratic as he grits his teeth.
>>124330
Loputu
"It will hold a fishing trawler, it should hold him. All of his limbs are tied."
Blue Skies
"Remove his vest though, incase he has something in it that could help him get out. And knock that sword away so he can't cut himself out"
Khoi Lua:
"The grey pony doesn't look good"
Loputu
"It will hold a fishing trawler, it should hold him. All of his limbs are tied."
Blue Skies
"Remove his vest though, incase he has something in it that could help him get out. And knock that sword away so he can't cut himself out"
Khoi Lua:
"The grey pony doesn't look good"
>>124333
Sadly for Iron, no one noticed him bleeding out as the rest of the party kept congratulating each other for the next half hour.
Sadly for Iron, no one noticed him bleeding out as the rest of the party kept congratulating each other for the next half hour.
[1d20+7 = 13]
>>124339
"You are not dying on me, Iron!"
Heal: Silver tries again to stop the bleeding, using his rapidly-dwindling medical supplies.
>>124339
"You are not dying on me, Iron!"
Heal: Silver tries again to stop the bleeding, using his rapidly-dwindling medical supplies.
>>124336
>>124338
Just pull a hypodermic needle, load an amount from the bottle that is hopefully not a lethal dose into the the syringe, in heat around a blood vessel... and there you go
Khoi Lua comes up to the try to patch Iron
Undertoe: “He needs another potion. The only reason he’s awake now is because of how pissed off this asshole made him. Speaking of which”
Undertoe goes up to Maakie, and kicks him in the side near a wounded area. Hard.
“Oww!”
Maakie looks up at her with an evil glance, which she returns
>>124338
Just pull a hypodermic needle, load an amount from the bottle that is hopefully not a lethal dose into the the syringe, in heat around a blood vessel... and there you go
Khoi Lua comes up to the try to patch Iron
Undertoe: “He needs another potion. The only reason he’s awake now is because of how pissed off this asshole made him. Speaking of which”
Undertoe goes up to Maakie, and kicks him in the side near a wounded area. Hard.
“Oww!”
Maakie looks up at her with an evil glance, which she returns
>>124347
"This...really is not time nor place for surgery."
Alright, so on my notes it says that I have one more potion of cure light wounds, but I'm not sure if it's actually there or if I just forgot to mark it off my sheet. What do you think, GM?
"This...really is not time nor place for surgery."
Alright, so on my notes it says that I have one more potion of cure light wounds, but I'm not sure if it's actually there or if I just forgot to mark it off my sheet. What do you think, GM?
Okay, redoing things, it looks like Silver was hit once and is now at 30 HP, Midnight is at 20, and Iron is at 3 with a revision of the amount healed
>>124349
>>124350
Although Iron did, in fact, not need any actual boosters to let him live, his body sags slightly after such exertion. Nonetheless, the native stands up with the help of Silver without that much effort on the oldpony's part.
"Wheeeew..." he hastily let out, with a dopey smile on his face "that wash intense." The young Earth Pony extends his foreleg up. "Hooof Buuump, everyponeh~"
>>124350
Although Iron did, in fact, not need any actual boosters to let him live, his body sags slightly after such exertion. Nonetheless, the native stands up with the help of Silver without that much effort on the oldpony's part.
"Wheeeew..." he hastily let out, with a dopey smile on his face "that wash intense." The young Earth Pony extends his foreleg up. "Hooof Buuump, everyponeh~"
>>124357
Iron wobbily taps on the floor next to him as he half lids his eyes at Sands. "Stick right here nescht to meh, in case that ch-changeh comes pfftack."
Iron wobbily taps on the floor next to him as he half lids his eyes at Sands. "Stick right here nescht to meh, in case that ch-changeh comes pfftack."
>>124359
Iron blinks once, then twice at Sands before squinting his eyes a bit. "...I cannot tell if you are moving or not..." he admits, slightly confused "Are you using sum... dastardy unicorn t-tricks?"
Iron blinks once, then twice at Sands before squinting his eyes a bit. "...I cannot tell if you are moving or not..." he admits, slightly confused "Are you using sum... dastardy unicorn t-tricks?"
>>124361
Iron squints his eyes some more before widening in shock. "D-did you find she enemeh?" he asks in a slurred tone before looking around with a hoof raised. "I will t-take him down! Point me at 'em!"
Iron squints his eyes some more before widening in shock. "D-did you find she enemeh?" he asks in a slurred tone before looking around with a hoof raised. "I will t-take him down! Point me at 'em!"
>>124363
Iron squints some more, considering her movements more carefully. "...wait, why are you walking away?"
Iron squints some more, considering her movements more carefully. "...wait, why are you walking away?"
>>124367
Iron blinks before looking at his hoof. "So if you are not s-sure I am alright," he mumbles softly, almost pouting "y-you move away?"
Iron blinks before looking at his hoof. "So if you are not s-sure I am alright," he mumbles softly, almost pouting "y-you move away?"
>>124369
Iron can't help but smile softly at the unicorn's fear and courage, not to mention at the rubbing. "Ash much ash I want to say I am fine, I do feel a bit dizzy," he explains "ash well ash a bit cold." He wobbily places a hoof on Sands' back, rubbing it back and down tenderly as she lazily yet warmly looks into her eyes.
Iron can't help but smile softly at the unicorn's fear and courage, not to mention at the rubbing. "Ash much ash I want to say I am fine, I do feel a bit dizzy," he explains "ash well ash a bit cold." He wobbily places a hoof on Sands' back, rubbing it back and down tenderly as she lazily yet warmly looks into her eyes.
>>124370
She still smiles awkwardly
"You don't... seem quite alright. I would say you should rest... but it's not quite time for resting yet"
She still smiles awkwardly
"You don't... seem quite alright. I would say you should rest... but it's not quite time for resting yet"
>>124371
"I know, I know," Bonds acknowledges "I would pshobably fall asleep right now if ai dare to close mai eyes."
The native giggles softly. "Think you can handle yershelf against one of those changehs, Sandsh?
"I know, I know," Bonds acknowledges "I would pshobably fall asleep right now if ai dare to close mai eyes."
The native giggles softly. "Think you can handle yershelf against one of those changehs, Sandsh?
>>124373
Iron cocks his head, before overexaggerating his inflextions. "Chan-geh-lings," he repeats slowly "they do sum spooky stuff according to what I haff heard."
Iron stops his rubbing himself, seemingly staring behind Sands. "but I believe they r overexaggerated, honeshtly."
Iron cocks his head, before overexaggerating his inflextions. "Chan-geh-lings," he repeats slowly "they do sum spooky stuff according to what I haff heard."
Iron stops his rubbing himself, seemingly staring behind Sands. "but I believe they r overexaggerated, honeshtly."
>>124374
"Oh, yes"
She starts to rub his back
"Don't worry Iron. They won't come near you so long as I am around"
"Oh, yes"
She starts to rub his back
"Don't worry Iron. They won't come near you so long as I am around"
>>124375
Iron waves a hoof dimissively. "Pfft, last time I got wish a changeh, they just made sum memoreh gray. Hardly anything worth panicking ovah."
The native hums softly, putting a hoof on his chin.
"And ai cannot blame them, considering what ai haff heard o'there diet."
Iron waves a hoof dimissively. "Pfft, last time I got wish a changeh, they just made sum memoreh gray. Hardly anything worth panicking ovah."
The native hums softly, putting a hoof on his chin.
"And ai cannot blame them, considering what ai haff heard o'there diet."
>>124364
She pets him more
“Of course. Aren’t we all just trying to eat, and to get by?”
Another pet
“Nothing more than a bug bite”
And another, which stops on him
“But don’t worry yourself about that. You need energy to get through the night”
She pets him more
“Of course. Aren’t we all just trying to eat, and to get by?”
Another pet
“Nothing more than a bug bite”
And another, which stops on him
“But don’t worry yourself about that. You need energy to get through the night”
>>124377
Iron giggles softly, looking at Sands.
"In all honesteh, I would totalleh want tah see one o'them up close, undisguised," he admits openly to the unicorn "see how would they look, feel and act without any unecessareh layers of disguise."
Iron points a hoof at Sands
"'cause you never know anytheng if ye cannot experience it fer yerself, ye know?"
Iron giggles softly, looking at Sands.
"In all honesteh, I would totalleh want tah see one o'them up close, undisguised," he admits openly to the unicorn "see how would they look, feel and act without any unecessareh layers of disguise."
Iron points a hoof at Sands
"'cause you never know anytheng if ye cannot experience it fer yerself, ye know?"
>>124379
Iron looks at Sands, then at the floor and back at her. "Yeah, I am higher than you, Sands," he responds in mild confusion before nodding at the offer. "Probably necessareh, becaus mai throat ees dry."
He proceeds to blink once, twice, three times at nothing before looking back at Sands.
"Have you met chan-geh-leengs, Sands?"
Iron looks at Sands, then at the floor and back at her. "Yeah, I am higher than you, Sands," he responds in mild confusion before nodding at the offer. "Probably necessareh, becaus mai throat ees dry."
He proceeds to blink once, twice, three times at nothing before looking back at Sands.
"Have you met chan-geh-leengs, Sands?"
>>124380
She giggles, and turns around to Undertoe
“Water. Now.” She barks sharply at them
“And maybe something... adrenaline? I don’t know. Something to get him back into the fight. Get an upper.”
Undertoe looks back indignantly for a moment, but Jubilosa and and Khoi, heading the sane, are more receptive
She turns back to Irin, and speaks to him in a softer voice.
“I don’t believe I have”
She pets him
She giggles, and turns around to Undertoe
“Water. Now.” She barks sharply at them
“And maybe something... adrenaline? I don’t know. Something to get him back into the fight. Get an upper.”
Undertoe looks back indignantly for a moment, but Jubilosa and and Khoi, heading the sane, are more receptive
She turns back to Irin, and speaks to him in a softer voice.
“I don’t believe I have”
She pets him
>>124381
Iron exhales softly. "I think that ees good, considering there ees more to lose from your physique."
He looks at Sands up and down, letting out a small whinny just now in response to the unicorn's petting. "Harsh relations between the species ushually lead into the capture of mareshs, from experience," he utters lowly "using them to relieve stress after conquering even the smallest of settlements."
He blinks softly, looking left to right before glancing back at Sands. "With stallions, it is nawt so bad, considering they are not usually targets of pleasurable uses, but the mares have so much to lose if it ever gets close to that, y'know?"
Iron exhales softly. "I think that ees good, considering there ees more to lose from your physique."
He looks at Sands up and down, letting out a small whinny just now in response to the unicorn's petting. "Harsh relations between the species ushually lead into the capture of mareshs, from experience," he utters lowly "using them to relieve stress after conquering even the smallest of settlements."
He blinks softly, looking left to right before glancing back at Sands. "With stallions, it is nawt so bad, considering they are not usually targets of pleasurable uses, but the mares have so much to lose if it ever gets close to that, y'know?"
>>124382
Sands smiles
“I don’t...”
Then the smile is gone
“What?”
Undertoe pulls her beak and lips back in disgust
Sands smiles
“I don’t...”
Then the smile is gone
“What?”
Undertoe pulls her beak and lips back in disgust
>>124383
"It really ees horrehfying, is it not?" Iron lets out lowly before slumping down, unintentionally bringing his mood from his retelling.
"It really ees horrehfying, is it not?" Iron lets out lowly before slumping down, unintentionally bringing his mood from his retelling.
>>124385
Iron doesn't seem as talkative anymore, if his half-lidded look and his resting his head on the wall. "I really must be feeling bad if I uttered all of that..." he sighs softly "Sorry if it was a bit too sudden or uncomfortable, I really do not want any mare suffering that fate." Looking back at Sands, he tries to place his hoof on her chest "especially not to somepony as caring as you."
Iron doesn't seem as talkative anymore, if his half-lidded look and his resting his head on the wall. "I really must be feeling bad if I uttered all of that..." he sighs softly "Sorry if it was a bit too sudden or uncomfortable, I really do not want any mare suffering that fate." Looking back at Sands, he tries to place his hoof on her chest "especially not to somepony as caring as you."
>>124386
She looks away for a moment
“I don’t... I’m fine...”
The hoof is placed in her chest
“I didn’t have to”
She looks away for a moment
“I don’t... I’m fine...”
The hoof is placed in her chest
“I didn’t have to”
>>124387
Looking at Sands straight inbetween the eyes for a few seconds, leads him into a little sigh, looking away from Sands and into the ground in mild shame and his ears folded as much as possible.
Looking at Sands straight inbetween the eyes for a few seconds, leads him into a little sigh, looking away from Sands and into the ground in mild shame and his ears folded as much as possible.
>>124388
She pets him again, a little, not seeming to know what to say
Jubilosa and Khoi walk in, carrying bags and a case, as well as a couple vials
Jubilosa
“We found Amphetamine”
Sands:
“Oh, thank our Mother”
She pets him again, a little, not seeming to know what to say
Jubilosa and Khoi walk in, carrying bags and a case, as well as a couple vials
Jubilosa
“We found Amphetamine”
Sands:
“Oh, thank our Mother”
>>124389
Iron's ears swivel at the voices, looking somewhat dejected and confused. "I do not think we haff da same mother, Sands," he retorts in a daze.
Iron's ears swivel at the voices, looking somewhat dejected and confused. "I do not think we haff da same mother, Sands," he retorts in a daze.
Jubilosa and Khoi sit down, and start pulling out supplies
"We have blood bags. I am not sure what type"
Khoi pulls out a pair of small red bags that have moisture on them.
Jubilosa pulls out a yellow bag, and reads the side
"Plasma"
Then she pulls out a tube with a needle on one end and a bag on the other. She read from these
"IV and needles. An IV Bag"
Khoi opens a case
"Here is a long.... thing"
She lifts up a pair of perhaps 8 inch forceps with red magic
"And knives"
Then she pulls up scalpels
"And needles for sowing flesh"
She pulls out stitching needles
Khoi:
"Bạn có thể rút ra viên đạn, khâu anh ta lên và thay thế máu đã mất"
Jubilosa
"We just need somegrif who can do the work"
"We have blood bags. I am not sure what type"
Khoi pulls out a pair of small red bags that have moisture on them.
Jubilosa pulls out a yellow bag, and reads the side
"Plasma"
Then she pulls out a tube with a needle on one end and a bag on the other. She read from these
"IV and needles. An IV Bag"
Khoi opens a case
"Here is a long.... thing"
She lifts up a pair of perhaps 8 inch forceps with red magic
"And knives"
Then she pulls up scalpels
"And needles for sowing flesh"
She pulls out stitching needles
Khoi:
"Bạn có thể rút ra viên đạn, khâu anh ta lên và thay thế máu đã mất"
Jubilosa
"We just need somegrif who can do the work"
Blue Skies walks over, holding the vest. She sits down, and drops Maakie's vest. She pulls out two vials
"He had these on him. Healing potions. He was expecting to get hit"
"He had these on him. Healing potions. He was expecting to get hit"
White Sands, sitting up in a way that both forehooves are available, pulls a small cylinder out from under her fur
"I have this"
She holds it up
"Diamorphine. They say it can make you impervious to pain. I've heard of criminals in Manehattan who police had to shoot a dozen times to make come down, or to take multiple stabbings and still need to get beat with battons as if they were tigers to make fall down"
Undertoe chimes in
"I remember the Police in Moonlight shores found an automobile crashed into a tree off the roadway. From how it flew over the ditch, and the way it wrapped its way around the tree, it must have been going well over a hundred kilometers an hour. But they pried it open, and inside they found the driver. A stallion, still alive, though his body was as twisted as the car, and he had broken so many bones. It would have killed anypony else, but he was still awake. They said it was because he was on Diamorphine"
"I have this"
She holds it up
"Diamorphine. They say it can make you impervious to pain. I've heard of criminals in Manehattan who police had to shoot a dozen times to make come down, or to take multiple stabbings and still need to get beat with battons as if they were tigers to make fall down"
Undertoe chimes in
"I remember the Police in Moonlight shores found an automobile crashed into a tree off the roadway. From how it flew over the ditch, and the way it wrapped its way around the tree, it must have been going well over a hundred kilometers an hour. But they pried it open, and inside they found the driver. A stallion, still alive, though his body was as twisted as the car, and he had broken so many bones. It would have killed anypony else, but he was still awake. They said it was because he was on Diamorphine"
>>124395
Iron turns his head towards Sands and Undertoe, mouth slightly agape from both his tiredness and surprise. "...is derr some drawback to the thing?" he asks
Iron turns his head towards Sands and Undertoe, mouth slightly agape from both his tiredness and surprise. "...is derr some drawback to the thing?" he asks
And now Blue Skies speaks again
"Well, I would recommend that every pony have a bullet removed, try to transfuse a bit of blood, and get stitched up. You'll still need healing potions for those deeper wounds. But once that is accomplished, I think you should take some opiates or amphetamines.
For opiates, we have morphine. That'll help with the pain. Significantly. It'll make you feel like you're in much better shape.
There is also the diamorphine, which to my understanding, is like Morphine, but more so. It'll dissolve into your body more effectively, so you'll feel even more euphoria, and even less pain.
Morphine will put you to sleep, and on top of that you are already tired, so I recommend some amphetamines to balance out the opiates. It'll stop you from feeling fatigued and make you have more energy.
The regular amphetamine will help you focus more, and can improve memory, ontop of making you not feel fatigued. But we also have-"
She pulls from her own vest a pair of white pills
"These are Pervitin tablets I got before we went on this mission. It's a drug we use in the military, especially pilots, to fight off fatigue. It'll make you feel stronger, more energetic, more confident and aggressive. It's an amphetamine base, but it's even stronger. It'll be hard to sleep tonight.
I wouldn't recommend taking more than one opiate and one amphetamine base, to avoid risking overdose. Don't take any amphetamine until you can be sure you will not bleed out, because it'll raise your heart rate."
>>124396
White Sands shrugs
Undertoe:
"I don't know"
"Well, I would recommend that every pony have a bullet removed, try to transfuse a bit of blood, and get stitched up. You'll still need healing potions for those deeper wounds. But once that is accomplished, I think you should take some opiates or amphetamines.
For opiates, we have morphine. That'll help with the pain. Significantly. It'll make you feel like you're in much better shape.
There is also the diamorphine, which to my understanding, is like Morphine, but more so. It'll dissolve into your body more effectively, so you'll feel even more euphoria, and even less pain.
Morphine will put you to sleep, and on top of that you are already tired, so I recommend some amphetamines to balance out the opiates. It'll stop you from feeling fatigued and make you have more energy.
The regular amphetamine will help you focus more, and can improve memory, ontop of making you not feel fatigued. But we also have-"
She pulls from her own vest a pair of white pills
"These are Pervitin tablets I got before we went on this mission. It's a drug we use in the military, especially pilots, to fight off fatigue. It'll make you feel stronger, more energetic, more confident and aggressive. It's an amphetamine base, but it's even stronger. It'll be hard to sleep tonight.
I wouldn't recommend taking more than one opiate and one amphetamine base, to avoid risking overdose. Don't take any amphetamine until you can be sure you will not bleed out, because it'll raise your heart rate."
>>124396
White Sands shrugs
Undertoe:
"I don't know"
>>124397
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>>124392
>gif
Accurate
Jubilosa looks to Midnight
"Can you help them? I know you are a medic"
Midnight can hear whispers
"Did you think you had the power of the moon behind you?"
>gif
Accurate
Jubilosa looks to Midnight
"Can you help them? I know you are a medic"
Midnight can hear whispers
"Did you think you had the power of the moon behind you?"
>>124399
"yes, yes. Of course, I would be happy to help."
She makes her way over to assess the situation.
She thinks in a rather matter of fact "No, I did not think so"
"yes, yes. Of course, I would be happy to help."
She makes her way over to assess the situation.
She thinks in a rather matter of fact "No, I did not think so"
>>124402
Iron blinks twice before shaking his head.
"I trust you know wat you are doing," the native asserts in a confident slurred tone.
Iron blinks twice before shaking his head.
"I trust you know wat you are doing," the native asserts in a confident slurred tone.
>>124403
"heheh, it's power is with us, and your cocooned princess can do nothing"
"Oh, excellent! We can all help, as needed"
Midnight can and probably should do health rolls on each of the ponies she wants to try to restore health to
>>124404
"Well, do you want to be stronger or wiser, and the safer painkiller or the more powerful one?"
"heheh, it's power is with us, and your cocooned princess can do nothing"
"Oh, excellent! We can all help, as needed"
Midnight can and probably should do health rolls on each of the ponies she wants to try to restore health to
>>124404
"Well, do you want to be stronger or wiser, and the safer painkiller or the more powerful one?"
>>124405
Iron blinks a bit before looking at the lying Maakie then back at her.
"Wait, is our job not done yet?" he asks, puzzled
Iron blinks a bit before looking at the lying Maakie then back at her.
"Wait, is our job not done yet?" he asks, puzzled
>>124411
Iron is.... well, he's not much of a success. May want to try again
On Silver, Midnight is able to force the forceps in and pull out the bullet (at great pain).
She has help from Undertoe and Khoi, who use their claws and magic to pull out the bullet
"Just a little bit more work"
>>124410
Undertoe carefully measures out Diamorphine, before White Sands injects it
"We can't use a full dose on you, seeing as you already have some morphine"
Iron is.... well, he's not much of a success. May want to try again
On Silver, Midnight is able to force the forceps in and pull out the bullet (at great pain).
She has help from Undertoe and Khoi, who use their claws and magic to pull out the bullet
"Just a little bit more work"
>>124410
Undertoe carefully measures out Diamorphine, before White Sands injects it
"We can't use a full dose on you, seeing as you already have some morphine"
>>124414
"Sorry about the pain, but hopefully it will feel better soon"
She winces as she works on herself a bit more before turning to Iron, beginning to work on removing his bullets.
"This... This will hurt."
"Sorry about the pain, but hopefully it will feel better soon"
She winces as she works on herself a bit more before turning to Iron, beginning to work on removing his bullets.
"This... This will hurt."
>>124413
This causes less blood loss this time.
Undertoe, Jubilosa and even Loputu hold bags, check them, and try to let blood and blood replacement flow into the ponies, while Khoi tries to stitch up wounds
"You needn't suffer. You can come willingly"
>>124414
Pulling out the bullet, stitching up the wound, and a quick blood (or at least plasma) transfusion
>>124415
Iron can't feel much. The Morphine and Diamorphine are kicking in.
Midnight's earlier misstep, however, caused unnecessary blood loss, so he is woozy
This causes less blood loss this time.
Undertoe, Jubilosa and even Loputu hold bags, check them, and try to let blood and blood replacement flow into the ponies, while Khoi tries to stitch up wounds
"You needn't suffer. You can come willingly"
>>124414
Pulling out the bullet, stitching up the wound, and a quick blood (or at least plasma) transfusion
>>124415
Iron can't feel much. The Morphine and Diamorphine are kicking in.
Midnight's earlier misstep, however, caused unnecessary blood loss, so he is woozy
>>124418
The distant, deep voice leaves and is replaced by a closer, if echoing voice of a female
"Midnight? Does my voice reach thee?"
The distant, deep voice leaves and is replaced by a closer, if echoing voice of a female
"Midnight? Does my voice reach thee?"
>>124419
The other ponies can see Midnight go stiff as her ears swivel around
"Princess?"
She seems a little weary
The other ponies can see Midnight go stiff as her ears swivel around
"Princess?"
She seems a little weary
>>124420
The voice answers. Unlike the earlier whisper, this voice sounds as if she could actually be in the room, though no creature around could produce the deep yet unambiguously feminine voice that echoes as if across a canyon
"As I was called, yes. It is hard to to speak to an old subject - an old friend - from this fleshy prison. It is harder still to reach a somnambulist such as thee, who prances at the midnight hour. But I do not speak now for pleasant conversation. The one you know as Maar is strengthened by the gibbous moon as a log upon fire. He intends to use its power to prey upon the weak, as he has for so long, and as he shall for many more cycles until stopped. By I am strengthen as well. Just as a brigantine ship locked out of a harbor in low tides may traverse without fear of shoals at high tide, so too may I reach you now."
The voice answers. Unlike the earlier whisper, this voice sounds as if she could actually be in the room, though no creature around could produce the deep yet unambiguously feminine voice that echoes as if across a canyon
"As I was called, yes. It is hard to to speak to an old subject - an old friend - from this fleshy prison. It is harder still to reach a somnambulist such as thee, who prances at the midnight hour. But I do not speak now for pleasant conversation. The one you know as Maar is strengthened by the gibbous moon as a log upon fire. He intends to use its power to prey upon the weak, as he has for so long, and as he shall for many more cycles until stopped. By I am strengthen as well. Just as a brigantine ship locked out of a harbor in low tides may traverse without fear of shoals at high tide, so too may I reach you now."
>>124423
"I cannot fight him here. But I can help you fight him, along with the help of your Friends. What magic I can send, I shall send."
Midnight can feel something, like energy running through her
"This should help you heal your wounds faster. Use it wisely"
"I cannot fight him here. But I can help you fight him, along with the help of your Friends. What magic I can send, I shall send."
Midnight can feel something, like energy running through her
"This should help you heal your wounds faster. Use it wisely"
>>124426
"Harmonic speed, my little pony"
Midnight has full lay of hooves and healing spells. Other spells are not affected
"Harmonic speed, my little pony"
Midnight has full lay of hooves and healing spells. Other spells are not affected
>>124427
Considering she only has 1 (one) lay of hooves and no other spells.... I'll take it! 100% spell restoration!
Considering she only has 1 (one) lay of hooves and no other spells.... I'll take it! 100% spell restoration!
>>124416
Silver trots up to Blue, mindful of his recently-sewn up wound.
"So, as somepony who knows little of these medicines asking somegriff who does know, anything you would recommend for me?"
Silver trots up to Blue, mindful of his recently-sewn up wound.
"So, as somepony who knows little of these medicines asking somegriff who does know, anything you would recommend for me?"
>>124430
"Well, it's your choice. The morphine is safer, the diamorphine is stronger. The Amphetamine will make you wiser and more focused, even more intelligent, and the pervitin will keep you up for long, but make you confident and more aggressive. Given you are fairing better, I think the safer route may suit you more"
"Well, it's your choice. The morphine is safer, the diamorphine is stronger. The Amphetamine will make you wiser and more focused, even more intelligent, and the pervitin will keep you up for long, but make you confident and more aggressive. Given you are fairing better, I think the safer route may suit you more"
>>124434
"Alright. Hold still"
The Pegasus sits down next to silver, places a needle in a brown vial, draws out some liquid, and then pushes aside some fur on Silver's shoulder, then inserts the needle into his shoulder and inject the contents
"This is morphine. It will help with the pain, and should make you feel better"
She does the same with a new, white vial
"This is amphetamine. It will keep you awake, counteract the sleep inducing morphine, and will keep you focused, though it will do things like increase libido and make it harder to sleep tonight"
Silver now has temp HP and bonuses to wisdom and Intelligence
"Alright. Hold still"
The Pegasus sits down next to silver, places a needle in a brown vial, draws out some liquid, and then pushes aside some fur on Silver's shoulder, then inserts the needle into his shoulder and inject the contents
"This is morphine. It will help with the pain, and should make you feel better"
She does the same with a new, white vial
"This is amphetamine. It will keep you awake, counteract the sleep inducing morphine, and will keep you focused, though it will do things like increase libido and make it harder to sleep tonight"
Silver now has temp HP and bonuses to wisdom and Intelligence
>>124435
Silver raises an eyebrow at the mention of libido, but shakes it off.
"Huh...alright then. Thank you, Blue. Hopefully it will serve me well in fight."
Silver raises an eyebrow at the mention of libido, but shakes it off.
"Huh...alright then. Thank you, Blue. Hopefully it will serve me well in fight."
>>124436
"Within a minute you'll be glad you had it"
Already, Silver can feel the pain retreating, and he feels less tired now. More awake.
"Within a minute you'll be glad you had it"
Already, Silver can feel the pain retreating, and he feels less tired now. More awake.
>>124437
Silver stretches out his tired limbs, indeed feeling better already.
"Hmm...I think you are right."
Silver stretches out his tired limbs, indeed feeling better already.
"Hmm...I think you are right."
>>124438
She smiles back at him, first, in the close mouthed warm smile, then pulling her lips back to show more teeth in her devilish way
She smiles back at him, first, in the close mouthed warm smile, then pulling her lips back to show more teeth in her devilish way
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3 healing potions, lay of hooves, and drugs
Ponies should be ready to go soon
Ponies should be ready to go soon
>>124444
Iron is injected and then swallows a tablet.
Yes. Boost to Con +4, boost to strength +2, boost to attack, +1, +5 HP ontop of HP from Con bonus
Iron feels somewhat euphoric, a bit more aggressive, more confident, he feels no pain, and is energetic
Iron is injected and then swallows a tablet.
Yes. Boost to Con +4, boost to strength +2, boost to attack, +1, +5 HP ontop of HP from Con bonus
Iron feels somewhat euphoric, a bit more aggressive, more confident, he feels no pain, and is energetic
>>124445
Iron is back on the clip clopping mode from before their fight, now standing at full with a wide smile. "Alright!" he proclaims "I am ready to destroy the enemy!"
Iron is back on the clip clopping mode from before their fight, now standing at full with a wide smile. "Alright!" he proclaims "I am ready to destroy the enemy!"
>>124445
What about the boosts to Silver?
However much it takes to get Iron healed up to full. Other than that, Silver is ready to go.
What about the boosts to Silver?
However much it takes to get Iron healed up to full. Other than that, Silver is ready to go.
>>124447
Silver gets +2 Con, +5 HP (and the con bonus HP), +2 Wisdom and +2 Int
Silver feels little pain, is more focused, and is more energetic. It's a nice change from how tired he was before
Silver gets +2 Con, +5 HP (and the con bonus HP), +2 Wisdom and +2 Int
Silver feels little pain, is more focused, and is more energetic. It's a nice change from how tired he was before
>>124449
Iron looks at the leather vest in mild confusion before staring at Jubilosa with a fiery glint in his eyes.
"You will need it more for the next fight, beaked one," he proposes "for I am feeling better than ever!"
Iron looks at the leather vest in mild confusion before staring at Jubilosa with a fiery glint in his eyes.
"You will need it more for the next fight, beaked one," he proposes "for I am feeling better than ever!"
Midnight quietly says some prayers to herself, in preparation of the coming battle.
Casting Cure light wounds on herself [1d8+5 = 11]
Casting Cure light wounds on herself [1d8+5 = 11]
>>124456
Gulping eagerly, Iron drinks all three potions in one go before wildly shaking his head and clip clopping even faster, similar to a starting car engine.
Gulping eagerly, Iron drinks all three potions in one go before wildly shaking his head and clip clopping even faster, similar to a starting car engine.
>>124457
>>124454
>>124456
Iron: 45 HP
Midnight: 39 HP
Silver: 30 HP
Johann walks up, carrying his Mannilicher, and stands next to Blue Skies
"They heard the gunshots. They know armed forces are coming for them. Let us go"
Blue Skies and Johann move off, followed by Undertoe. Mala walks up, looks down to Maakie with somber curiosity, then walks by Silver's side. Khoi, Jubilosa, then Meadows and Loputu all follow in the rearguard. As the ponies pass by Maakie, they see him anxious and bleeding, moaning sometimes with pain. Behind him to the left is a Zebra bleeding on the floor, unconscious but sometimes trembling. To the right of him is a second Zebra whose shotgun fell to the ground next to him. His brains are scattered partly on the floor and partly on the wall.
The hallway is better illuminated now that the lantern - carried by Meadows in her mouth - has moved. The stairwell is at the end of the hallway, near where the administrative building connects with the dormitory building. It's worth noting that this stairwell is not the same as the one leading from the basement to the first and second floor. That stairwell is in the center of the building. The stairwell is closed off by a surprisingly thick, metal door. It's not only unlocked, but is a few inches open. Moving it aside, it's a feeling of walking into an older, decayed era, much the same as the fourth floor of the dorimitory building. The whole room - and the stairs only starts on the second floor - has flaking whitewash walls, or no white wash at all, replaced with an ugly brown. The stairs are wooden and don't look like they are in great condition.
Johann and Blue Skies take the vanguard, unless the party members do
>>124454
>>124456
Iron: 45 HP
Midnight: 39 HP
Silver: 30 HP
Johann walks up, carrying his Mannilicher, and stands next to Blue Skies
"They heard the gunshots. They know armed forces are coming for them. Let us go"
Blue Skies and Johann move off, followed by Undertoe. Mala walks up, looks down to Maakie with somber curiosity, then walks by Silver's side. Khoi, Jubilosa, then Meadows and Loputu all follow in the rearguard. As the ponies pass by Maakie, they see him anxious and bleeding, moaning sometimes with pain. Behind him to the left is a Zebra bleeding on the floor, unconscious but sometimes trembling. To the right of him is a second Zebra whose shotgun fell to the ground next to him. His brains are scattered partly on the floor and partly on the wall.
The hallway is better illuminated now that the lantern - carried by Meadows in her mouth - has moved. The stairwell is at the end of the hallway, near where the administrative building connects with the dormitory building. It's worth noting that this stairwell is not the same as the one leading from the basement to the first and second floor. That stairwell is in the center of the building. The stairwell is closed off by a surprisingly thick, metal door. It's not only unlocked, but is a few inches open. Moving it aside, it's a feeling of walking into an older, decayed era, much the same as the fourth floor of the dorimitory building. The whole room - and the stairs only starts on the second floor - has flaking whitewash walls, or no white wash at all, replaced with an ugly brown. The stairs are wooden and don't look like they are in great condition.
Johann and Blue Skies take the vanguard, unless the party members do
>>124458
Iron, obviously hooked to that magic drug he's been given, hustles to the front in a blind haze of excitement and aggression.
Iron, obviously hooked to that magic drug he's been given, hustles to the front in a blind haze of excitement and aggression.
>>124464
"Sure thing, Sir"
Loputu goes up to tie up the Zebra. It looks like he'll die there though, so he may not be that big of a threat
"Sure thing, Sir"
Loputu goes up to tie up the Zebra. It looks like he'll die there though, so he may not be that big of a threat
>>124464
>>124463
>>124454
At the top of the steps is a big, steel door that looks more modern. It is unlocked, and opens simply. Opening the door, they enter into the Antechamber. It's a fairly open room some 20 feet or so wide, with little rooms off to the side. Something that looks like it used to be a bathroom in the back, a room that is open and has chains across from them, with scratches on the ground, and an open room with the frame of a bed in it nearer the wall on the left. It's all exposed concrete and unpainted, or the paint has worn off and the chips swept away.
On the left side, facing north up the long side of the third floor over the administrative building, there is a big doorway with double doors mostly open
>>124463
>>124454
At the top of the steps is a big, steel door that looks more modern. It is unlocked, and opens simply. Opening the door, they enter into the Antechamber. It's a fairly open room some 20 feet or so wide, with little rooms off to the side. Something that looks like it used to be a bathroom in the back, a room that is open and has chains across from them, with scratches on the ground, and an open room with the frame of a bed in it nearer the wall on the left. It's all exposed concrete and unpainted, or the paint has worn off and the chips swept away.
On the left side, facing north up the long side of the third floor over the administrative building, there is a big doorway with double doors mostly open
Opening up the doors, they enter into a massive room, that is almost as wide as the building and takes up much of the length of it as well. It is immediately recognizable as the Sanctuary of a Chapel, in the old Celestial style.
The walls are high before arching upwards. with a dome in the center, and glass ceilings on the western, eastern, and northern faces forming an almost cross shape with a glass circle in the center. The glass is in panels three feet across and held in place by iron bars. On the floor are patterns of where the sun falls at what time of year, with little suns painted, and representations of the stars. There is a point marked to allow the first rays of sunlight on the summer solstice in, as well as the last rays of the winter solstice.
The room is equally favorable to the lunar cycle, as is abundantly clear at this moment. The full moon hangs almost perfectly down from overhead, shining onto the altar underneath it, and scattering its rays about the room in a light glow, so that though not a single artificial light is lit, everything is cast in dim light. The angle is just sightly off, indicating it must be past midnight. But everything indicates that when the moon is overhead, it all aligns perfectly.
This room has a fresher coat of paint on the walls, what seems to be a red or rust color, though some surfaces are a fresh white. It glows slightly in the moonlight, though this fresh coat of paint only extends up the 12 feet or so of the walls. The arched and angled ceiling has no such new paint, and white remnants of white wash occasionally show among exposed concrete. Hanging on the walls are little symbols that somewhat resemble Suns - seven legs emanating from a central point. Only on the sides of the dome, far above the floor, do sun and moon symbols remain, though these are faded.
The patterns of the solar cycle, Orion's Belt and so forth on the floor are faded, and often colored in a black and rust colored something. Further away, towards the other end are new painted symbols. New constellations and distant stars, stars that do not show in the night sky.
And of course, the room is far from empty
The walls are high before arching upwards. with a dome in the center, and glass ceilings on the western, eastern, and northern faces forming an almost cross shape with a glass circle in the center. The glass is in panels three feet across and held in place by iron bars. On the floor are patterns of where the sun falls at what time of year, with little suns painted, and representations of the stars. There is a point marked to allow the first rays of sunlight on the summer solstice in, as well as the last rays of the winter solstice.
The room is equally favorable to the lunar cycle, as is abundantly clear at this moment. The full moon hangs almost perfectly down from overhead, shining onto the altar underneath it, and scattering its rays about the room in a light glow, so that though not a single artificial light is lit, everything is cast in dim light. The angle is just sightly off, indicating it must be past midnight. But everything indicates that when the moon is overhead, it all aligns perfectly.
This room has a fresher coat of paint on the walls, what seems to be a red or rust color, though some surfaces are a fresh white. It glows slightly in the moonlight, though this fresh coat of paint only extends up the 12 feet or so of the walls. The arched and angled ceiling has no such new paint, and white remnants of white wash occasionally show among exposed concrete. Hanging on the walls are little symbols that somewhat resemble Suns - seven legs emanating from a central point. Only on the sides of the dome, far above the floor, do sun and moon symbols remain, though these are faded.
The patterns of the solar cycle, Orion's Belt and so forth on the floor are faded, and often colored in a black and rust colored something. Further away, towards the other end are new painted symbols. New constellations and distant stars, stars that do not show in the night sky.
And of course, the room is far from empty
The room has some pews on the side closest to the party. These look strangely new or at least well preserved, though they seem to be classic church pews - they must at least have a new coat of veneer.
But nearer the center of the room in a semi-circle around the altar, is the congregation of this Black Mass. Dark Star and Silver would recognize it as more or less the same as they saw back at Sacred Heart. Griffins are a clear plurality or perhaps a majority, but there are zebras, diamond dogs, a couple gnolls, and ponies. A concerning number of ponies. They, like those in the dormitory, wear robes of red, brown or white. Unlike the griffins in the dormitory, they mostly do not completely close their robes, and normal clothes can be seen underneath. Sometimes a factory or dockworker's uniform, sometimes something professional like a suit, and sometimes something more leisurely or nothing at all. They stand there, turning their heads to the party members entering the room. Most of them seem concerned, worried, or anxious. There is a strong feeling of having interrupted something - or rather, having stumbled upon something already interrupted, placed on hold. Like they have been standing there in silence awaiting news for a few minutes now. Some of them whisper to each other... and some of them just whisper. Mumble. Rock their heads back and forth, rotate their ears, attuned to some more distance conversation that keeps them oblivious to the party entering the room.
Then in the center, there is a raised circle, upon which stand two stone slabs and a raised altar in the center. Shining white tempered marble glows in the moonlight, though it is dimming in many places by a coating of black and rust. Behind each stone slab is a creature. Not just any creature, but two persons Dark Star and Silver would recognize from before. To the left is the black griffin, Schwarzefeder Yeager, in a brown robe. He holds one of the wavy daggers, and wear an anxious expression. To the right is the Rottweiler Diamond Dog of black and white named Oreo, also wearing brown and holding a wavy dagger. He looks pissed.
And beneath each are sacrifices. Below Yeager is a reindeer or deer stag. Looks older, dark brown, with large horns still on his head, and hooves tied down. His chest and belly have been sliced open, showing the organs inside, and some blood drips down off the altar, onto the marble. Surprisingly, he is still alive, vivisected and cut open, heart exposed. But still beating. The stag breathes heavily, but seems to try to keep composure.
Below Oreo is a pony stallion. From the angle it's hard to tell if he is a unicorn or earth pony, but he looks younger, a greyish white color, and he tries to trash about, or scream through a gagged mouth. He too is cut open in what is like a live autopsy, with hide moved aside. A white griffin stands off to the side, partly on the stone platform, but with rear legs off.
And between the two is a pastel orange unicorn who is Silver's age, or possibly older. He wears a red robe, and looks directly at the incoming party members, before moving his head to the huddled congregation beneath him
"Looks like my contractor will not be joining us."
Then he looks back to the Party
"Nice of you to join us, again! I sort of figured you were infiltrators, even if I hoped otherwise. It's taken them quite a while to catch on, really. No matter."
His eyes start to glow, or at least, they catch the moonlight
"Everyone! We shall continue with the ritual. They came in at just the right time. Let them see what powers are contained within, and without."
But nearer the center of the room in a semi-circle around the altar, is the congregation of this Black Mass. Dark Star and Silver would recognize it as more or less the same as they saw back at Sacred Heart. Griffins are a clear plurality or perhaps a majority, but there are zebras, diamond dogs, a couple gnolls, and ponies. A concerning number of ponies. They, like those in the dormitory, wear robes of red, brown or white. Unlike the griffins in the dormitory, they mostly do not completely close their robes, and normal clothes can be seen underneath. Sometimes a factory or dockworker's uniform, sometimes something professional like a suit, and sometimes something more leisurely or nothing at all. They stand there, turning their heads to the party members entering the room. Most of them seem concerned, worried, or anxious. There is a strong feeling of having interrupted something - or rather, having stumbled upon something already interrupted, placed on hold. Like they have been standing there in silence awaiting news for a few minutes now. Some of them whisper to each other... and some of them just whisper. Mumble. Rock their heads back and forth, rotate their ears, attuned to some more distance conversation that keeps them oblivious to the party entering the room.
Then in the center, there is a raised circle, upon which stand two stone slabs and a raised altar in the center. Shining white tempered marble glows in the moonlight, though it is dimming in many places by a coating of black and rust. Behind each stone slab is a creature. Not just any creature, but two persons Dark Star and Silver would recognize from before. To the left is the black griffin, Schwarzefeder Yeager, in a brown robe. He holds one of the wavy daggers, and wear an anxious expression. To the right is the Rottweiler Diamond Dog of black and white named Oreo, also wearing brown and holding a wavy dagger. He looks pissed.
And beneath each are sacrifices. Below Yeager is a reindeer or deer stag. Looks older, dark brown, with large horns still on his head, and hooves tied down. His chest and belly have been sliced open, showing the organs inside, and some blood drips down off the altar, onto the marble. Surprisingly, he is still alive, vivisected and cut open, heart exposed. But still beating. The stag breathes heavily, but seems to try to keep composure.
Below Oreo is a pony stallion. From the angle it's hard to tell if he is a unicorn or earth pony, but he looks younger, a greyish white color, and he tries to trash about, or scream through a gagged mouth. He too is cut open in what is like a live autopsy, with hide moved aside. A white griffin stands off to the side, partly on the stone platform, but with rear legs off.
And between the two is a pastel orange unicorn who is Silver's age, or possibly older. He wears a red robe, and looks directly at the incoming party members, before moving his head to the huddled congregation beneath him
"Looks like my contractor will not be joining us."
Then he looks back to the Party
"Nice of you to join us, again! I sort of figured you were infiltrators, even if I hoped otherwise. It's taken them quite a while to catch on, really. No matter."
His eyes start to glow, or at least, they catch the moonlight
"Everyone! We shall continue with the ritual. They came in at just the right time. Let them see what powers are contained within, and without."
>>124471
>>124472
Eeyup, it's a far worse sight than Silver thought it would be. It's then and there he makes a decision. He draws his greatsword, levelling it at the cultists.
"After everything we have seen: fuck you, and fuck your pussy god."
With that, he advances towards the cultists, taking point and keeping his sword ready.
>>124472
Eeyup, it's a far worse sight than Silver thought it would be. It's then and there he makes a decision. He draws his greatsword, levelling it at the cultists.
"After everything we have seen: fuck you, and fuck your pussy god."
With that, he advances towards the cultists, taking point and keeping his sword ready.
>>124473
Some of the cultists may not have noticed Silver. They rock their heads, back and forth and mumble to themselves
Most of them looks over, and even step a bit back. So far Mala seems to have been proven right. But a few walk through the crowd, closer towards the ponies and their associates.
It's Oreo who screams:
"I am done taking orders from your society. You will die, ponies!"
He raises his curvy dagger, and Yeager - though more reserved - does the same. From the crown a few swords come up.
Mala walks in the main group, to the side of Silver and Between Dark Star. Johann tries to take the front, and Blue Skies is behind him. Behind all of the creatures, Undertoe, then Khoi and Jubilosa, and finally white sands act as the ranged, rearguard
Boek sighs
"We should have been done by now..."
Then his voice picks up
"No matter I suppose. More sacrifices for Maar"
A wind picks up inside of the chapel. A cold north wind. It brings with it the almost metallic smell of blood, fresh and old. Whether it's imagined or real, a slight red glow starts to take over the light, like blood slowly diffusing in water. It seems as if mists move about on the moon as it breaths, in and out, like some long slumbering beast
From beyond, a dog howls. And within the Sanctuary, there is a definite sound of Hyena cackling, "He he he he!"
Boek's horn lights up blue, as a blue light extends around him.
"For those of you who have not yet seen the power of Maar, who perhaps doubt his full power - let any doubt be forever erased"
Some of the cultists may not have noticed Silver. They rock their heads, back and forth and mumble to themselves
Most of them looks over, and even step a bit back. So far Mala seems to have been proven right. But a few walk through the crowd, closer towards the ponies and their associates.
It's Oreo who screams:
"I am done taking orders from your society. You will die, ponies!"
He raises his curvy dagger, and Yeager - though more reserved - does the same. From the crown a few swords come up.
Mala walks in the main group, to the side of Silver and Between Dark Star. Johann tries to take the front, and Blue Skies is behind him. Behind all of the creatures, Undertoe, then Khoi and Jubilosa, and finally white sands act as the ranged, rearguard
Boek sighs
"We should have been done by now..."
Then his voice picks up
"No matter I suppose. More sacrifices for Maar"
A wind picks up inside of the chapel. A cold north wind. It brings with it the almost metallic smell of blood, fresh and old. Whether it's imagined or real, a slight red glow starts to take over the light, like blood slowly diffusing in water. It seems as if mists move about on the moon as it breaths, in and out, like some long slumbering beast
From beyond, a dog howls. And within the Sanctuary, there is a definite sound of Hyena cackling, "He he he he!"
Boek's horn lights up blue, as a blue light extends around him.
"For those of you who have not yet seen the power of Maar, who perhaps doubt his full power - let any doubt be forever erased"
>>124477
Seeing Silver gun for the big baddie, Iron decides this time to focus on Oreo, walking towards him menacingly
Seeing Silver gun for the big baddie, Iron decides this time to focus on Oreo, walking towards him menacingly
[3d20+5 = 35]
>>124475
>>124478
>>124479
"Su sep sort how! Hayeh! Hayeh!"
Boek chants in a strange voice, sounding almost as if the words he speaks are played backwards. They echo and reverberate in a strange, indescribable way. Black shadows leave his horn and materialize in the air, like a black tornado forming, until they run in three tendrils to the edge of the crowd. There they materialize to something big, and black.
Three very large black dogs stand abreast, looking towards the party. But these are no dogs of earth, as they have emaciated, ribbed chests, and in place of canine muzzles they have something more pointed - like a bat. Their ears, two, are ribbed like bats, and on their backs are big, bat-like wings, showing the bone underneath and hooks at the end. The three move their head up together in a single movement and Howl in the chapel, before leveling their heads at the party. Their eyes are pure red, devoid of white or pupils, and they snarl with jagged, broken teeth.
Roll Initiative
Each party member fights one enemy, rather than a single combat with three enemies
>>124475
>>124478
>>124479
"Su sep sort how! Hayeh! Hayeh!"
Boek chants in a strange voice, sounding almost as if the words he speaks are played backwards. They echo and reverberate in a strange, indescribable way. Black shadows leave his horn and materialize in the air, like a black tornado forming, until they run in three tendrils to the edge of the crowd. There they materialize to something big, and black.
Three very large black dogs stand abreast, looking towards the party. But these are no dogs of earth, as they have emaciated, ribbed chests, and in place of canine muzzles they have something more pointed - like a bat. Their ears, two, are ribbed like bats, and on their backs are big, bat-like wings, showing the bone underneath and hooks at the end. The three move their head up together in a single movement and Howl in the chapel, before leveling their heads at the party. Their eyes are pure red, devoid of white or pupils, and they snarl with jagged, broken teeth.
Roll Initiative
Each party member fights one enemy, rather than a single combat with three enemies
[3d20+5 = 42]
[3d20+5 = 55]
The creatures light into flame, scorching the pew, as they jump up ontop of the pews, knocking some over they jump towards the party members like rabid dogs
>>124481
The top Dice is for Iron as it attacks. Iron is just a little slower that the hound, and so it lungs towards him
>>124482
Midight, with her sword and dagger, is swift. Almost the equal of the dog - but it has an ever so subtle advantage here, and strikes first.
Second dice is the attack on Midnight
[3d20+5 = 55]
The creatures light into flame, scorching the pew, as they jump up ontop of the pews, knocking some over they jump towards the party members like rabid dogs
>>124481
The top Dice is for Iron as it attacks. Iron is just a little slower that the hound, and so it lungs towards him
>>124482
Midight, with her sword and dagger, is swift. Almost the equal of the dog - but it has an ever so subtle advantage here, and strikes first.
Second dice is the attack on Midnight
[1d20+1 = 12]
>>124485
Silver wins, and has the advantage
Mala steps up to fight beside Silver
Dark Star, too, may join in some combat at will
>>124485
Silver wins, and has the advantage
Mala steps up to fight beside Silver
Dark Star, too, may join in some combat at will
>>124486
Iron proceeds to attempt to sweep the dog's legs with his hindleg in a circular motion.
[1d20+10 = 13]
<Melee Touch Attack
Iron proceeds to attempt to sweep the dog's legs with his hindleg in a circular motion.
[1d20+10 = 13]
<Melee Touch Attack
Midnight quickly rushes over to strike at her enemy, slashing out with both her blades.
s [1d20+7 = 22]
d [1d20+7 = 24]
s [1d20+7 = 22]
d [1d20+7 = 24]
>>124494
The dog bites through Silver's armor, drawing blood. The unicorn, hopped up on morphine, hardly feels it.
The dog bites through Silver's armor, drawing blood. The unicorn, hopped up on morphine, hardly feels it.
[1d20+6 = 14]
[1d6 = 2]
[1d8+1 = 2]
>>124501
He is punched. But it's not enough to stop the dog from getting up, and biting Iron >>124494
Iron is bitten with a fiery Maw
Rolling Damage
>>124503
Hit hit.
Midnight completes her second round after she rolls damage
>>124502
Silver's Sword misses, and gets stuck in a wooden pew, from which it will take some effort to dislodge
But Mala is besides Silver, and he swings at the hound with his scimitar
[1d6 = 2]
[1d8+1 = 2]
>>124501
He is punched. But it's not enough to stop the dog from getting up, and biting Iron >>124494
Iron is bitten with a fiery Maw
Rolling Damage
>>124503
Hit hit.
Midnight completes her second round after she rolls damage
>>124502
Silver's Sword misses, and gets stuck in a wooden pew, from which it will take some effort to dislodge
But Mala is besides Silver, and he swings at the hound with his scimitar
>>124506
Iron, seeing how slippery this dog fellow is, decide to go for a classic turn-and-buck with all his might!
[1d20+5 = 15]
<Power Attacked Unarmed Melee Strike
Iron, seeing how slippery this dog fellow is, decide to go for a classic turn-and-buck with all his might!
[1d20+5 = 15]
<Power Attacked Unarmed Melee Strike
[1d20+2 = 3]
>>124510
Strength: Silver grabs onto his greatsword, and attempts to pull it out of the pew.
>>124510
Strength: Silver grabs onto his greatsword, and attempts to pull it out of the pew.
>>124514
Iron tries his attack once more. Now with the actual drug bonuses
[1d20+7 = 8]
<Same as last post
Iron tries his attack once more. Now with the actual drug bonuses
[1d20+7 = 8]
<Same as last post
[1d20+6 = 24]
>>124515
It doesn't quite work
>>124516
Silver gets up, unable to attack in this turn
Mala, standing close to Silver, attacks on his own
>>124515
It does not contact
End round three Iron
>>124517
The sword pierces it, then the dagger. It is motionless for a moment, and then falls over to the ground. Another moment still, and it dissipates like so much smoke
>>124515
It doesn't quite work
>>124516
Silver gets up, unable to attack in this turn
Mala, standing close to Silver, attacks on his own
>>124515
It does not contact
End round three Iron
>>124517
The sword pierces it, then the dagger. It is motionless for a moment, and then falls over to the ground. Another moment still, and it dissipates like so much smoke
[1d20+2 = 9]
[1d20 = 9]
>>124521
Dark Star fires another arrow at the one attacking Iron.
Strength: Silver again tries to dislodge his sword.
[1d20 = 9]
>>124521
Dark Star fires another arrow at the one attacking Iron.
Strength: Silver again tries to dislodge his sword.
>>124522
It is pulled out. Enough time, maybe for an attack, if he can get past the carrion dog at least
Hit on the arrow
It is pulled out. Enough time, maybe for an attack, if he can get past the carrion dog at least
Hit on the arrow
>>124518
Iron, having fallen over his haunches, opts to simply try to hit the doggo while prone.
[1d20+8 = 28]
<Prone Melee Attack Roll
Iron, having fallen over his haunches, opts to simply try to hit the doggo while prone.
[1d20+8 = 28]
<Prone Melee Attack Roll
[1d20+5 = 6]
>>124524
Not a bad roll, but the doggo hasn't even attacked yet, and he has initiative
The dog bites at Iron
>>124524
Not a bad roll, but the doggo hasn't even attacked yet, and he has initiative
The dog bites at Iron
[1d20+8 = 14]
[1d6 = 1]
>>124523
Silver finally attempts another swing on the god attacking him and Mala.
[1d6 = 1]
>>124523
Silver finally attempts another swing on the god attacking him and Mala.
>>124533
Iron takes this opportunity to stand up, still giddy, full of energy and looking around for any other enemies to beat down.
Iron takes this opportunity to stand up, still giddy, full of energy and looking around for any other enemies to beat down.
>>124537
>>124538
>>124527
Standing out from the congregation are three champions
A Crocuta Gnoll, probably a butch female, hunched over, with a pair of short swords
A zebra mare, with a simple, purple drape over her, white paint like a skull over her face, jewelry, and a cane
A fully armored Griffin in black, with a sword
Each party member may chose one
>>124538
This one too, attacked by Silver, Mala, and Midnight, falls over, and becomes as dust
>>124538
>>124527
Standing out from the congregation are three champions
A Crocuta Gnoll, probably a butch female, hunched over, with a pair of short swords
A zebra mare, with a simple, purple drape over her, white paint like a skull over her face, jewelry, and a cane
A fully armored Griffin in black, with a sword
Each party member may chose one
>>124538
This one too, attacked by Silver, Mala, and Midnight, falls over, and becomes as dust
Johann takes one, then two shots at Boek. They dissipate, or deflect against the blue barrier. There are two rifle crackles, though it's hard to say what or who it was intended for
>>124540
Iron walks over to the fully armored griffin, craning his neck enough to crackle menacingly.
Iron walks over to the fully armored griffin, craning his neck enough to crackle menacingly.
>>124545
Initiative [1d20+3 = 22]
Will [1d20+3 = 23]
I am obligated to ask if this will save is related to fear in anyway
Initiative [1d20+3 = 22]
Will [1d20+3 = 23]
I am obligated to ask if this will save is related to fear in anyway
Ignore the rolls
>>124550
Iron uses this opportunity to make the opponent slip... literally.
[1d20+10 = 11]
<Melee Touch Attack
Iron uses this opportunity to make the opponent slip... literally.
[1d20+10 = 11]
<Melee Touch Attack
>>124550
Midnight is silent as she charges the zebra, slashing with her sword only, and the edge of the blade taking on a plane blue glow.
1 attack from her short sword with smite evil
[1d20+11 = 31]
Midnight is silent as she charges the zebra, slashing with her sword only, and the edge of the blade taking on a plane blue glow.
1 attack from her short sword with smite evil
[1d20+11 = 31]
>>124564
Oof, that's gonna hurt in the morning.
Groaning in pain, Midnight grits her teeth, swinging her sword down overhead at the zebra, bringing the dagger up from below.
S [1d20+7 = 11]
D [1d20+7 = 25]
Oof, that's gonna hurt in the morning.
Groaning in pain, Midnight grits her teeth, swinging her sword down overhead at the zebra, bringing the dagger up from below.
S [1d20+7 = 11]
D [1d20+7 = 25]
Midnight takes 9 damage
Midnight at 30 HP
Iron takes 11 damage
Iron at 23 HP
>>124567
Miss sword
Hit dagger
Midnight at 30 HP
Iron takes 11 damage
Iron at 23 HP
>>124567
Miss sword
Hit dagger
>>124566
Iron grunts audibly over him being moved so harshly by the force of the blow, but that doesn't mean he can feel the pain.
He proceeds to try his luck again at sweeping the griffon.
[1d20+10 = 13]
<Melee Touch Attack
Iron grunts audibly over him being moved so harshly by the force of the blow, but that doesn't mean he can feel the pain.
He proceeds to try his luck again at sweeping the griffon.
[1d20+10 = 13]
<Melee Touch Attack
[1d20+6 = 23]
[1d20+6 = 9]
36 damage gnoll
0 damage griffin
>>124571
Miss. He attacks
>>124570
Silver hits it, and blood comes out of its mouth as it wobbles in place. But it attacks Silver, nevertheless, with a gurgling growl
>>124572
The zebra, still standing, wobbles in place, backing up into the crowd, and saying words to herself
"Pote desann touche gerizon ou"
[1d20+6 = 9]
36 damage gnoll
0 damage griffin
>>124571
Miss. He attacks
>>124570
Silver hits it, and blood comes out of its mouth as it wobbles in place. But it attacks Silver, nevertheless, with a gurgling growl
>>124572
The zebra, still standing, wobbles in place, backing up into the crowd, and saying words to herself
"Pote desann touche gerizon ou"
Iron 18
Silver 20
Silver 20
>>124573
Midnight trots up to the zeeb and....
Feints, rolling bluff
[1d20+10 = 28]
Can I get an opposed sense notice check?
Midnight trots up to the zeeb and....
Feints, rolling bluff
[1d20+10 = 28]
Can I get an opposed sense notice check?
[1d20+6 = 26]
>>124578
Mala swings his sword at the gnoll
There's a long set of fur that looks like a mane that spikes up, all the way down his back
>>124578
Mala swings his sword at the gnoll
There's a long set of fur that looks like a mane that spikes up, all the way down his back
>>124576
Getting slightly frustrated and maybe blaming in his head the dastardly magic 'potion', Iron tries his luck once more.
[1d20+12 = 16]
<I can't believe I keep forgetting the bonus drug
Getting slightly frustrated and maybe blaming in his head the dastardly magic 'potion', Iron tries his luck once more.
[1d20+12 = 16]
<I can't believe I keep forgetting the bonus drug
>>124581
Huzzah, the zeeb is denied it's dex bonus to AC for Midnight's next attack.
Can I take that attack now, or do I wait until next turn?
Huzzah, the zeeb is denied it's dex bonus to AC for Midnight's next attack.
Can I take that attack now, or do I wait until next turn?
>>124589
Finally.
Iron proceeds to do his thing to trip up the griffon down, specially considering his armor.
[1d20+16 = 23]
<Trip Attempt
Finally.
Iron proceeds to do his thing to trip up the griffon down, specially considering his armor.
[1d20+16 = 23]
<Trip Attempt
[1d20+2 = 12]
>>124586
>>124587
She is hit, and run right through with the sword. She falls to the ground
In the crowd, a white robed, turban wearing creature approaches, with the mongoose like face and triangle ears of a Kaftar Gnool.
He raises his scimitar in the air
"Tawusê Melek, give me the strength to kill your enemies"
>>124590
Success
He is knocked down
He tries to get back up
Attack of opportunity
>>124586
>>124587
She is hit, and run right through with the sword. She falls to the ground
In the crowd, a white robed, turban wearing creature approaches, with the mongoose like face and triangle ears of a Kaftar Gnool.
He raises his scimitar in the air
"Tawusê Melek, give me the strength to kill your enemies"
>>124590
Success
He is knocked down
He tries to get back up
Attack of opportunity
[1d20+8 = 24]
>>124593
He wins, and attacks with the scimitar, with red light glowing around him
"Rûmet ji Tawûsê Melek re!"
>>124593
He wins, and attacks with the scimitar, with red light glowing around him
"Rûmet ji Tawûsê Melek re!"
[1d20 = 1]
[1d20+8 = 13]
>>124598
Silver attempts an overhead swing on the griffon knight.
Dark Star fires an arrow at the gnoll attacking Midnight.
[1d20+8 = 13]
>>124598
Silver attempts an overhead swing on the griffon knight.
Dark Star fires an arrow at the gnoll attacking Midnight.
[1d20+6 = 21]
[4d6 = 13]
Two bullets hit the Knight, though likely before he was tripped
>>124597
It slices into Midnight
It's the +6, probably on top
[4d6 = 13]
Two bullets hit the Knight, though likely before he was tripped
>>124597
It slices into Midnight
It's the +6, probably on top
>>124603
I guess that's better?
Midnight winces in pain, down to 20 HP as she strikes
S [1d20+7 = 18]
D [1d20+7 = 15]
I guess that's better?
Midnight winces in pain, down to 20 HP as she strikes
S [1d20+7 = 18]
D [1d20+7 = 15]
[1d20+8 = 18]
[1d20 = 19]
>>124609
Same as before: Silver strikes at the knight, this time swinging from the left side.
Dark Star looses the arrow he meant to fire last time at the gnoll attacking Midnight.
[1d20 = 19]
>>124609
Same as before: Silver strikes at the knight, this time swinging from the left side.
Dark Star looses the arrow he meant to fire last time at the gnoll attacking Midnight.
[1d20+8 = 17]
>>124608
Takes 7 damage
He attacks again, not yet out, and still glowing
"Hebûna we li dijî Sura Xudê ye!"
>>124608
Takes 7 damage
He attacks again, not yet out, and still glowing
"Hebûna we li dijî Sura Xudê ye!"
There is a sound of fire, explosion, and screams behind
No attacks on player characters
No attacks on player characters
>>124617
Iron bonks the enemy on their tripped head in response.
[1d20+12 = 17]
<Improved Trip Extra Attack
Iron bonks the enemy on their tripped head in response.
[1d20+12 = 17]
<Improved Trip Extra Attack
>>124617
13 HP....
Midnight look a little frightened now as she slashes again
S [1d20+7 = 18]
D [1d20+7 = 20]
13 HP....
Midnight look a little frightened now as she slashes again
S [1d20+7 = 18]
D [1d20+7 = 20]
>>124626
Iron wobbles slightly over the extended amount of damages he's racked up, but he still has that smile one him and he eagerly clip clops in place, looking for his next opponent.
Iron wobbles slightly over the extended amount of damages he's racked up, but he still has that smile one him and he eagerly clip clops in place, looking for his next opponent.
[2d20+1 = 11]
[2d20 = 10]
>>124628
Behind them, it looks like Boek has launched fire balls or something to that effect on the support crew. Hard o say exactly
>>124629
A pony and a griffin, each holding knives, run for midnight
Roll for initiative
>>124628
>>124625
Oreo:
"I'll kill you, pony!"
Yeager join in as well
Roll for initiative
[2d20 = 10]
>>124628
Behind them, it looks like Boek has launched fire balls or something to that effect on the support crew. Hard o say exactly
>>124629
A pony and a griffin, each holding knives, run for midnight
Roll for initiative
>>124628
>>124625
Oreo:
"I'll kill you, pony!"
Yeager join in as well
Roll for initiative
>>124640
Iron proceeds to turn his tail and buck Oreo right on his face, obviously powered up and wanting to remove his stain off his sight.
[1d20+7 = 12]
<Powered Melee Strike
Iron proceeds to turn his tail and buck Oreo right on his face, obviously powered up and wanting to remove his stain off his sight.
[1d20+7 = 12]
<Powered Melee Strike
[1d20+8 = 20]
>>124643
Oreo's sword glances off of Silver's armor, doing nothing.
Silver stabs Oreo again.
>>124643
Oreo's sword glances off of Silver's armor, doing nothing.
Silver stabs Oreo again.
>>124647
Iron, obviously seeing Oreo is going to be taken out by Silver, turns towards Yeagar and decks his/her cheek with a foreleg with power.
[1d20+7 = 11]
<Powered Melee Attack Roll
Iron, obviously seeing Oreo is going to be taken out by Silver, turns towards Yeagar and decks his/her cheek with a foreleg with power.
[1d20+7 = 11]
<Powered Melee Attack Roll
[1d20+8 = 15]
>>124649
Silver speaks as Oreo slowly dies.
"I know pony who killed your brother. If you could not kill me, you could not kill him."
Silver turns to Yeagar, and stabs him in turn.
>>124649
Silver speaks as Oreo slowly dies.
"I know pony who killed your brother. If you could not kill me, you could not kill him."
Silver turns to Yeagar, and stabs him in turn.
>>124659
Actually, have Dark Star make an attack at one of the creatures attacking Midnight
Then pause
Actually, have Dark Star make an attack at one of the creatures attacking Midnight
Then pause
[2d6 = 7]
>>124663
The griffin is stabbed by Midnight. Twice. Then shot with an arrow, is shocked, and falls down
>>124663
The griffin is stabbed by Midnight. Twice. Then shot with an arrow, is shocked, and falls down
>>124669
He can, although in theory this battle is going on as Silver and Iron are fighting Oreo and Yeager
He can, although in theory this battle is going on as Silver and Iron are fighting Oreo and Yeager
>>124674
A stab in the chest, a slice on the lower jaw...
And she falls down
Midnight has defeated the immediate challenges
A stab in the chest, a slice on the lower jaw...
And she falls down
Midnight has defeated the immediate challenges
>>124675
Silver looks over at Boek, his sword red with the combined blood of three opponents.
"Are you going to send more of your followers to their death, or are you going to stop being coward?"
Silver looks over at Boek, his sword red with the combined blood of three opponents.
"Are you going to send more of your followers to their death, or are you going to stop being coward?"
[3d20 = 26]
[3d20 = 23]
[3d20 = 13]
>>124677
>>124676
>>124657
Through the western, street-side glass ceiling, a new light shines in the room, shining red alternating red and blue and lighting up the opposing, seaside eastern wall
The cultists, still dressed in their robes, have stood back, away from the hounds of tartarus and the battle before them. So far, it appears that Mala spoke true when he said that the city folk would be less motivated to fight. Only Boeks closest associates, the two caught in the act of attempted murder, and two foolish creatures, have yet fought back. The cultists look at the lights with anxiety and concern, as surely as for the ponies that have killed in front of them.
But a new whisper fills the room, and the shaking, head turning cultists in so many cases freeze in place, as if in a still photographic image. Then several turn their heads to the ponies, eyes glowing, and pull out their knives.
Boek's horn glows blue, same as his staring eyes. Silver has his answer
Roll for initiative
[3d20 = 23]
[3d20 = 13]
>>124677
>>124676
>>124657
Through the western, street-side glass ceiling, a new light shines in the room, shining red alternating red and blue and lighting up the opposing, seaside eastern wall
The cultists, still dressed in their robes, have stood back, away from the hounds of tartarus and the battle before them. So far, it appears that Mala spoke true when he said that the city folk would be less motivated to fight. Only Boeks closest associates, the two caught in the act of attempted murder, and two foolish creatures, have yet fought back. The cultists look at the lights with anxiety and concern, as surely as for the ponies that have killed in front of them.
But a new whisper fills the room, and the shaking, head turning cultists in so many cases freeze in place, as if in a still photographic image. Then several turn their heads to the ponies, eyes glowing, and pull out their knives.
Boek's horn glows blue, same as his staring eyes. Silver has his answer
Roll for initiative
[1d20+4 = 8]
>>124678
"If Maar wants his sacrifices, so be it."
Silver levels his sword at the possessed cultists.
"He will get them."
>>124678
"If Maar wants his sacrifices, so be it."
Silver levels his sword at the possessed cultists.
"He will get them."
>>124685
>>124684
Kek
>>124683
Alright
>>124679
Two ponies, one griffin
All unarmored, wavy knives
One wins initiative against Iron. Rolling
>>124680
A diamond dog, a pony and a griffin approach midnight. One has a machette, two have daggers. Midnight wins initiative
>>124681
Damn
Silver wins initiative
One kirin, a griffin, and a zebra. No visible armor, two wavy knives, one machette
>>124684
Kek
>>124683
Alright
>>124679
Two ponies, one griffin
All unarmored, wavy knives
One wins initiative against Iron. Rolling
>>124680
A diamond dog, a pony and a griffin approach midnight. One has a machette, two have daggers. Midnight wins initiative
>>124681
Damn
Silver wins initiative
One kirin, a griffin, and a zebra. No visible armor, two wavy knives, one machette
[1d20+8 = 25]
>>124686
Silver strikes at the kirin, blood splattering against his aggressors from the swinging greatsword.
>>124686
Silver strikes at the kirin, blood splattering against his aggressors from the swinging greatsword.
[1d20+8 = 17]
>>124696
One attack is dodged, the other parried. Silver is unharmed. He aims for the griffon.
"You leader is coward; your god is weak."
Silver punctuates his sentence with his greatsword cutting through the air.
>>124696
One attack is dodged, the other parried. Silver is unharmed. He aims for the griffon.
"You leader is coward; your god is weak."
Silver punctuates his sentence with his greatsword cutting through the air.
[1d20+3 = 22]
[1d20+3 = 21]
>>124697
The pony that stabbed Iron is knocked out, if barely. A pony and a griffin, each wielding knives, remain
[1d20+3 = 21]
>>124697
The pony that stabbed Iron is knocked out, if barely. A pony and a griffin, each wielding knives, remain
>>124702
Panting softly, Iron jabs at another one of the annoying backstabbers.
[1d20+12 = 23]
<And Jab!
Panting softly, Iron jabs at another one of the annoying backstabbers.
[1d20+12 = 23]
<And Jab!
>>124707
Iron hits a griffin, then Dark Star shoots it. The last pony is also hit by Dark Star, causing her to fall down
All opponents before Iron are down, allowing him to enter a different combat by round three, or retreat to find more drugs
>>124713
Who was Silver targetting? Because he is down
>>124714
Hit and hit
Iron hits a griffin, then Dark Star shoots it. The last pony is also hit by Dark Star, causing her to fall down
All opponents before Iron are down, allowing him to enter a different combat by round three, or retreat to find more drugs
>>124713
Who was Silver targetting? Because he is down
>>124714
Hit and hit
[1d20+3 = 21]
[1d20+3 = 18]
>>124716
The diamond dog is out
Rolling the attacks against midnight by the griffin and pony
[1d20+3 = 18]
>>124716
The diamond dog is out
Rolling the attacks against midnight by the griffin and pony
[1d20+8 = 20]
>>124720
Parried. Silver looks the zebra right in the eyes.
"So much for power."
He brings his sword up, and brings it down on the zebra in an overhead strike.
>>124720
Parried. Silver looks the zebra right in the eyes.
"So much for power."
He brings his sword up, and brings it down on the zebra in an overhead strike.
Crackle Crackle Crackle
Crackle Bang Bang
The gunner shoot directly at Boek
>>124722
He's down
Silver has defeated all opponents before him
>>124723
He is stabbed
>>124722
>>124723
>>124724
Am I getting the impression you'd rather kill the cultists than let the police deal with them?
>>124724
Khoi: "It's hard to aim without risking shooting anyone"
Crackle Bang Bang
The gunner shoot directly at Boek
>>124722
He's down
Silver has defeated all opponents before him
>>124723
He is stabbed
>>124722
>>124723
>>124724
Am I getting the impression you'd rather kill the cultists than let the police deal with them?
>>124724
Khoi: "It's hard to aim without risking shooting anyone"
>>124725
Excuse you, Iron's been knocking them out rather than killing them.
The others I'm unsure
"More!" Iron calls out to Khoi "Give me more!"
Excuse you, Iron's been knocking them out rather than killing them.
The others I'm unsure
"More!" Iron calls out to Khoi "Give me more!"
>>124725
>Am I getting the impression you'd rather kill the cultists than let the police deal with them?
Yes!
Rolling to also confirm sword crit, damage doubles if so
[1d20+7 = 22]
[1d6+1 = 7]
possibly x2
[1d4+1 = 2]
>Am I getting the impression you'd rather kill the cultists than let the police deal with them?
Yes!
Rolling to also confirm sword crit, damage doubles if so
[1d20+7 = 22]
[1d6+1 = 7]
possibly x2
[1d4+1 = 2]
[1d20 = 17]
>>124725
For the ones we already captured? It's tempting, but I might just let the police sort those out. We beat them already, after all. I'm only one person, after all.
Dark Star fires at the last remaining enemy fighting Midnight.
>>124725
For the ones we already captured? It's tempting, but I might just let the police sort those out. We beat them already, after all. I'm only one person, after all.
Dark Star fires at the last remaining enemy fighting Midnight.
>>124732
Silver looks back to Boek, three more dead bodies surrounding him.
"Congratulations! You should have picked option B."
Silver looks back to Boek, three more dead bodies surrounding him.
"Congratulations! You should have picked option B."
>>124735
"Oh. Okay!"
Jubilosa and Khoi run up to Iron, and start to inject him with a large needle. It's way too much liquid to be a normal drug - rather it looks more like a blood substitute
Khoi
"You are not okay"
>>124733
>>124734
>>124735
Boek stands there, and with a "Bang Bang" an area two feet away from Boek glows blue, then dissipates
Boek speaks to Silver:
"Your mind is so... limited. Here, only so much is possible. But beyond, life... and death bow before higher laws. Why do you not open your mind to it? To the insignificance of Ponykind within a grander universe than you could ever even imagine. Here. Let me help show you"
A draft seems to pick up within the room, and something, light or mist, stirs about it, going aaround th altar, around the largely knocked over pews, and coalesces around the dead bodies, building up like a blueish mist, then seeping into them, disappearing. The bodies glow, blue then red - though that may just be the lights from the street intruding. But in a moment, they begin to... move
The crocuta gnoll, stabbed so many times, places her leg down, and presses her way up. The Voodoo Zebress, her neck so badly damages as to be nearly decapitated, starts to stand up. So too do two, three... four? Of the cultists sliced down. Oreo places a claw down, and stands up right, red eyes glowing. It seems his sheer anger survived his own death
Over in the back of the room, the rescued creatures are frightened, and pick up their rifles. They tremble.
"Oh. Okay!"
Jubilosa and Khoi run up to Iron, and start to inject him with a large needle. It's way too much liquid to be a normal drug - rather it looks more like a blood substitute
Khoi
"You are not okay"
>>124733
>>124734
>>124735
Boek stands there, and with a "Bang Bang" an area two feet away from Boek glows blue, then dissipates
Boek speaks to Silver:
"Your mind is so... limited. Here, only so much is possible. But beyond, life... and death bow before higher laws. Why do you not open your mind to it? To the insignificance of Ponykind within a grander universe than you could ever even imagine. Here. Let me help show you"
A draft seems to pick up within the room, and something, light or mist, stirs about it, going aaround th altar, around the largely knocked over pews, and coalesces around the dead bodies, building up like a blueish mist, then seeping into them, disappearing. The bodies glow, blue then red - though that may just be the lights from the street intruding. But in a moment, they begin to... move
The crocuta gnoll, stabbed so many times, places her leg down, and presses her way up. The Voodoo Zebress, her neck so badly damages as to be nearly decapitated, starts to stand up. So too do two, three... four? Of the cultists sliced down. Oreo places a claw down, and stands up right, red eyes glowing. It seems his sheer anger survived his own death
Over in the back of the room, the rescued creatures are frightened, and pick up their rifles. They tremble.
>>124736
Silver actually grins at Boek, not looking at all perturbed. His own experiences with the undead have steeled him to this.
"Bring it. I am going to love carving them up again. Then after, you."
Silver actually grins at Boek, not looking at all perturbed. His own experiences with the undead have steeled him to this.
"Bring it. I am going to love carving them up again. Then after, you."
>>124736
Iron breathes erratically, feeling himself slightly more energized. With a nod, he runs back into the fight with the others at the front.
Iron breathes erratically, feeling himself slightly more energized. With a nod, he runs back into the fight with the others at the front.
>>124741
Any and all will work, but Silver is definately going to rekill Oreo at least. Mala can join, if he wants, or any of the other NPCs.
Any and all will work, but Silver is definately going to rekill Oreo at least. Mala can join, if he wants, or any of the other NPCs.
>>124742
I.... I'm not turning shit tonight captain....
>Paladins turn as a cleric three levels lower
>A 4 is cleric lvl - 2 for highest HD you can turn
>5-3-2=0
I.... I'm not turning shit tonight captain....
>Paladins turn as a cleric three levels lower
>A 4 is cleric lvl - 2 for highest HD you can turn
>5-3-2=0
Only the creatures that have died rise. Those simply unconscious are not affected, nor are the living cultists, who stand by, morale improved
>>124742
It's not super effective
>>124743
Mala indeed comes to Silver's side
Two griffins, a pony, a diamond dog, a
kirin, and a zebra among the dead cultists rise up. Followed by the Crocuta gnoll, the Kafkar gnoll, the Blackguard and Yeager. And Oreo, who walks forward
>>124743
Oreo stares at Silver, as if the animated corpse remembers Silver's words. It looks likewise as if the Black Knight wants a rematch. As does a Kirin and a Zebra
>>124745
A Crocuta gnoll - whose head has been stabbed and almost caved in, eyes Iron. Her eyes are blood red, and she gives gurgling snarl. She is joined by a pony and a griffin
>>124744
The voodoo zebress stands back up, her neck so badly cut as to be almost decapitated. The kafkar gnoll too stands up, and looks at Midnight, as do a diamond dog and a griffin
>>124742
It's not super effective
>>124743
Mala indeed comes to Silver's side
Two griffins, a pony, a diamond dog, a
kirin, and a zebra among the dead cultists rise up. Followed by the Crocuta gnoll, the Kafkar gnoll, the Blackguard and Yeager. And Oreo, who walks forward
>>124743
Oreo stares at Silver, as if the animated corpse remembers Silver's words. It looks likewise as if the Black Knight wants a rematch. As does a Kirin and a Zebra
>>124745
A Crocuta gnoll - whose head has been stabbed and almost caved in, eyes Iron. Her eyes are blood red, and she gives gurgling snarl. She is joined by a pony and a griffin
>>124744
The voodoo zebress stands back up, her neck so badly cut as to be almost decapitated. The kafkar gnoll too stands up, and looks at Midnight, as do a diamond dog and a griffin
[2d20+5 = 33]
In the back, the pony's allies leve their rifles, and Mala stands besides Silver. It's a group effort
Silver's set:
Blue Skies
Zebra
Black Knight
Mala
Yeager
Silver
Oero
Iron's set:
Crocuta
Pony
White Sands
Khoi
Iron
Griffin
Midnight:
Griffin
Jubilosa
Kafkar
Midnight
Diamond Dog
Johann
Zebress
>>124750
Blue Skies aims her revolver at the Black Knight, and shoots
In the back, the pony's allies leve their rifles, and Mala stands besides Silver. It's a group effort
Silver's set:
Blue Skies
Zebra
Black Knight
Mala
Yeager
Silver
Oero
Iron's set:
Crocuta
Pony
White Sands
Khoi
Iron
Griffin
Midnight:
Griffin
Jubilosa
Kafkar
Midnight
Diamond Dog
Johann
Zebress
>>124750
Blue Skies aims her revolver at the Black Knight, and shoots
[1d20+2 = 20]
[1d20+3 = 22]
>>124753
Iron is attacked by the crocutta, who tries to bite him, followed by a random dead pony, who still has her knife
Iron may go now
[1d20+3 = 22]
>>124753
Iron is attacked by the crocutta, who tries to bite him, followed by a random dead pony, who still has her knife
Iron may go now
[2d20+2 = 30]
[1d20+5 = 25]
>>124750
Silver is attacked by the black knight, who has his sword still. Then by a Zebra, who attacks with hooves. And then by Yeager, who wields his dagger
After that, Silver may attack
[1d20+5 = 25]
>>124750
Silver is attacked by the black knight, who has his sword still. Then by a Zebra, who attacks with hooves. And then by Yeager, who wields his dagger
After that, Silver may attack
8 damage to Silver, 5 to Iron. No damage to Midnight
All ponies may attack now. And Dark Star
All ponies may attack now. And Dark Star
[1d20 = 14]
[1d20+8 = 11]
>>124758
Silver stumbles only slightly. He slashes at the Black Knight in retaliation.
Dark Star fires at a random enemy attacking Iron.
[1d20+8 = 11]
>>124758
Silver stumbles only slightly. He slashes at the Black Knight in retaliation.
Dark Star fires at a random enemy attacking Iron.
>>124760
Iron lets out a powerful neigh before slamming his hooves on the ground and headbutting the undead gnoll with all his drugged might.
[1d20+7 = 20]
<Powered Up Melee Attack
Iron lets out a powerful neigh before slamming his hooves on the ground and headbutting the undead gnoll with all his drugged might.
[1d20+7 = 20]
<Powered Up Melee Attack
[1d20+3 = 11]
Undertoe pulls the lever on her rifle, aims it right at Boek, and shoots.
It doesn't get to him, but it keeps him on his feet
>>124768
The Crocutta is headbutted, knocked back, shot in the back, and falls down. No longer animate.
A griffin attacks with claws
Undertoe pulls the lever on her rifle, aims it right at Boek, and shoots.
It doesn't get to him, but it keeps him on his feet
>>124768
The Crocutta is headbutted, knocked back, shot in the back, and falls down. No longer animate.
A griffin attacks with claws
[1d20+5 = 25]
[1d20+5 = 17]
>>124785
It looks like he hits
Blue Skies shoots, and Mala swings at the Kirin
[1d20+5 = 17]
>>124785
It looks like he hits
Blue Skies shoots, and Mala swings at the Kirin
Because Midnight's player went to sleep her segment has not been completed.
But for Iron and Silver, the dead have been killed once again, and Boek has one less trick up his sleeve - one less tool to keep the ponies from him
But for Iron and Silver, the dead have been killed once again, and Boek has one less trick up his sleeve - one less tool to keep the ponies from him
>>124792
Yes
It looks like all of the ponies are below 20 HP, with Silver losing 5 HP after the +5 for blood transfusion, and Iron is breaking even
Yes
It looks like all of the ponies are below 20 HP, with Silver losing 5 HP after the +5 for blood transfusion, and Iron is breaking even
[1d20+4 = 17]
>>124796
So what's going on is that Boek and Maar have animated the corpses of the enemies killed to fight against the ponies. This is divided int three simultaneous combats, one for each player. Silver and Iron have completed their's, Midnight has not.
Midnight is besieged by a griffin she killed, the Kafkar gnoll she killed, the diamond dog she killed, and the voodoo zebra she killed.
She is being helped by Jubilosa, the griffin, and Johann, the other griffin. She's pretty popular with the griffins, apparently
The initiative order is:
Griffin
Jubilosa
Kafkar
Midnight
Diamond Dog
Johann
Zebress
The griffin has already attacked midnight - and failed
Jubilosa attacks the Kafkar gnoll with her rifle
>>124796
So what's going on is that Boek and Maar have animated the corpses of the enemies killed to fight against the ponies. This is divided int three simultaneous combats, one for each player. Silver and Iron have completed their's, Midnight has not.
Midnight is besieged by a griffin she killed, the Kafkar gnoll she killed, the diamond dog she killed, and the voodoo zebra she killed.
She is being helped by Jubilosa, the griffin, and Johann, the other griffin. She's pretty popular with the griffins, apparently
The initiative order is:
Griffin
Jubilosa
Kafkar
Midnight
Diamond Dog
Johann
Zebress
The griffin has already attacked midnight - and failed
Jubilosa attacks the Kafkar gnoll with her rifle
[1d20+6 = 13]
[1d20+2 = 6]
>>124803
The gnoll is shot through, in the upper chest. He is stabbed through his low hanging belly. And then Midnight thrusts her dagger into his neck. The grim puppet staggers, then falls, with neither life nor magic to animate it
But the diamond dog punches at Midnight, and Johann aims his Mannilicher right at the animated griffin
+2 is the diamond dog puppter, +6 is Johann
[1d20+2 = 6]
>>124803
The gnoll is shot through, in the upper chest. He is stabbed through his low hanging belly. And then Midnight thrusts her dagger into his neck. The grim puppet staggers, then falls, with neither life nor magic to animate it
But the diamond dog punches at Midnight, and Johann aims his Mannilicher right at the animated griffin
+2 is the diamond dog puppter, +6 is Johann
[1d20+3 = 8]
>>124813
Stabbed through the eye with a dagger, and the left part of the torso with the sword, now shot at by Jubilosa for good measure
>>124813
Stabbed through the eye with a dagger, and the left part of the torso with the sword, now shot at by Jubilosa for good measure
[1d20+2 = 6]
>>124821
A chunk of flesh is sliced, and hangs from her leglike a banana peel. Any live creature would have found the pain unbearable. But this, red eyed puppet, is no living creature.
She swipes again with the staff
Midnight may attack again
>>124821
A chunk of flesh is sliced, and hangs from her leglike a banana peel. Any live creature would have found the pain unbearable. But this, red eyed puppet, is no living creature.
She swipes again with the staff
Midnight may attack again
>>124825
In the battle befoore, Midnight made a blow so great that the Zebra's head was halfway sliced off. Now, Midnight's sword lobs her head right off, like a dandelion hit by a stick in child's play. The dagger, likewise, severs the right foreleg right off. There is little blood spread by the unbeating heart of this zebra on the chapel floor
Midnight has defeated all enemies
She has 9 HP remaining, counting a +5 to represent healing
In the battle befoore, Midnight made a blow so great that the Zebra's head was halfway sliced off. Now, Midnight's sword lobs her head right off, like a dandelion hit by a stick in child's play. The dagger, likewise, severs the right foreleg right off. There is little blood spread by the unbeating heart of this zebra on the chapel floor
Midnight has defeated all enemies
She has 9 HP remaining, counting a +5 to represent healing
>>124827
"One last push, My Little Pony"
Restored lay of hooves, new healing spell
Iron has ~8 HP
Silver 12 HP
Midnight 9 HP
"One last push, My Little Pony"
Restored lay of hooves, new healing spell
Iron has ~8 HP
Silver 12 HP
Midnight 9 HP
waiting pony noises
>>124832
Midnight gets 5 from lay on hooves, Iron gets 2, and Silver gets 3.
HP for everypony should now be
Iron 14
Silver 15
Midnight 14
Midnight gets 5 from lay on hooves, Iron gets 2, and Silver gets 3.
HP for everypony should now be
Iron 14
Silver 15
Midnight 14
As the battle rages, the rescued creatures continue their barrage against Boek, not penetrating his magical bubble shield, but keeping him on edge, and unable to intervene in a decisive way against the ponies, who themselves are besieged by waves of enemies.
But at one, terrible moment, Boek levels his horn at the auxiliaries and sends a bead of fire that explodes on contact with the floor. Blue Skies, Johann, and Undertoe are already near the ground, in cover behind pews. But Khoi, Jubilosa, and White Sands, standing in the open are more exposed. Khoi, near the epicenter, is perhaps only saved by her species’ fire resistance, as she combusts herself into black and purple. Jubilosa and White Sands tumble out of the way as a pew is knocked over. Though the exact damage behind the screams and fire is hard for the ponies to measure, the rifle cracks start again after the passage of some seconds.
Cultists who may have preferred to fight for their beliefs over capture are deterred by the superior firepower in the back of the room, and by what is implied by the red and blue light that bleeds through the vaulted glass ceiling. They fall prone, or hide behind pews where possible.
Boek grins back to the auxiliaries who shoot at him, as shot after shot hits his shield to no evident effect. But then a bullet hits... and the bubble bursts. Another bullet grazes his back, and causes him to bleed, and the smile drains away from his face. He dives down to try to hide under raised altar area, before rising with a new bubble shield. But the grin does not return
But at one, terrible moment, Boek levels his horn at the auxiliaries and sends a bead of fire that explodes on contact with the floor. Blue Skies, Johann, and Undertoe are already near the ground, in cover behind pews. But Khoi, Jubilosa, and White Sands, standing in the open are more exposed. Khoi, near the epicenter, is perhaps only saved by her species’ fire resistance, as she combusts herself into black and purple. Jubilosa and White Sands tumble out of the way as a pew is knocked over. Though the exact damage behind the screams and fire is hard for the ponies to measure, the rifle cracks start again after the passage of some seconds.
Cultists who may have preferred to fight for their beliefs over capture are deterred by the superior firepower in the back of the room, and by what is implied by the red and blue light that bleeds through the vaulted glass ceiling. They fall prone, or hide behind pews where possible.
Boek grins back to the auxiliaries who shoot at him, as shot after shot hits his shield to no evident effect. But then a bullet hits... and the bubble bursts. Another bullet grazes his back, and causes him to bleed, and the smile drains away from his face. He dives down to try to hide under raised altar area, before rising with a new bubble shield. But the grin does not return
Boek is silent as his hounds and champions move forward, but as the battle progresses, he becomes more talkative. His words seem to be aimed most at Silver, for Silver, after all, is the only one to say more than a few words to him:
“Who do you work for? Does the Lady want to eliminate her competition? Did the city become wise? Is it the Dominion looking for more weapons dealers? No matter.... all the same you are working under a society, within its laws or without, but very much limited by its vision. For more than a thousand years, ponykind has lived thinking itself the center of the universe. It holds its own ideals of harmony, reason and magic above all others. They make laws and customs emphasizing restraint, telling you you must refrain from doing things that might be advantageous to you, of course while these laws always benefit those who make the laws.
These narrow minded hypocrites haven’t the slightest conception of what is out there. What is beyond the lunar sphere... what lies within the hearts of creatures. They lack even the wisdom of their ancestors, or of the cultures of Griffoninia and Zebrica, whom they dismiss as “primitives” or atavistic. No. These alleged ‘primaries,’ understand, as I do, that neither ponykind nor its conceptions of harmony and friendship hold any significance within the larger universe; that space and time are but constructions of the mind; that the inner heart and the abyss of the outer spheres are closer, far closer than Canterlot pomy may imagine; that the material world, as you see it, comes only from the imprint of feeble senses upon the mind, which comprehends only a pittance of what is; that Will and instinct, not matter, underly reality, each individual being but the crested wave of a deeper sea of Will to Life and Power; and that there are great things, far beyond what any magician nor scientist would dare fathom.
Of those elder entities to swim the abyss eons before the rise of pony and griffinkind, Masr is among the more... reasonable. Easier to negotiate with. And may it be known... he has more to give than The Lady, the City, or even The Duke May offer.”
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“Who do you work for? Does the Lady want to eliminate her competition? Did the city become wise? Is it the Dominion looking for more weapons dealers? No matter.... all the same you are working under a society, within its laws or without, but very much limited by its vision. For more than a thousand years, ponykind has lived thinking itself the center of the universe. It holds its own ideals of harmony, reason and magic above all others. They make laws and customs emphasizing restraint, telling you you must refrain from doing things that might be advantageous to you, of course while these laws always benefit those who make the laws.
These narrow minded hypocrites haven’t the slightest conception of what is out there. What is beyond the lunar sphere... what lies within the hearts of creatures. They lack even the wisdom of their ancestors, or of the cultures of Griffoninia and Zebrica, whom they dismiss as “primitives” or atavistic. No. These alleged ‘primaries,’ understand, as I do, that neither ponykind nor its conceptions of harmony and friendship hold any significance within the larger universe; that space and time are but constructions of the mind; that the inner heart and the abyss of the outer spheres are closer, far closer than Canterlot pomy may imagine; that the material world, as you see it, comes only from the imprint of feeble senses upon the mind, which comprehends only a pittance of what is; that Will and instinct, not matter, underly reality, each individual being but the crested wave of a deeper sea of Will to Life and Power; and that there are great things, far beyond what any magician nor scientist would dare fathom.
Of those elder entities to swim the abyss eons before the rise of pony and griffinkind, Masr is among the more... reasonable. Easier to negotiate with. And may it be known... he has more to give than The Lady, the City, or even The Duke May offer.”
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>>124836
>>124835
Iron giggles inbetween breaths, his whole coat becoming redder by the second.
"So you are finally afraid, beaked one?" he taunts "Do you not want to see what is beyond life? Do you not want to meet the god you deal with? Because I say you would two could be fast friends."
He readies his battle stance, grinning viciously. "You only need one little 'push' in the right direction."
>>124835
Iron giggles inbetween breaths, his whole coat becoming redder by the second.
"So you are finally afraid, beaked one?" he taunts "Do you not want to see what is beyond life? Do you not want to meet the god you deal with? Because I say you would two could be fast friends."
He readies his battle stance, grinning viciously. "You only need one little 'push' in the right direction."
Boek’s horn lights blue, showing a new, transparent blue magical shield
>>124837
Boek is an elderly, white maned orange unicorn pony with a red robe and a dress vest underneath, for the record
Boek stands firm and still in defensive stance. The party has the initiative
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>>124837
Boek is an elderly, white maned orange unicorn pony with a red robe and a dress vest underneath, for the record
Boek stands firm and still in defensive stance. The party has the initiative
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>>124836
Silver grins at the unicorn, hiding behind his shield. He's aware at how much of a demon he must look to the more weak-willed cultists. Him standing there, bloodied yet holding firm, slaughtering his way through everything Boek sent to him, with his blood-red sword serving as proof.
"I believe you have me mistaken, Boek. I do this not for any society, nor religion, nor money, nor power. Right now I have but one desire, one which your god can not give."
He levels his sword at Boek.
"I want to watch you die."
Silver advances on the cult leader.
Silver grins at the unicorn, hiding behind his shield. He's aware at how much of a demon he must look to the more weak-willed cultists. Him standing there, bloodied yet holding firm, slaughtering his way through everything Boek sent to him, with his blood-red sword serving as proof.
"I believe you have me mistaken, Boek. I do this not for any society, nor religion, nor money, nor power. Right now I have but one desire, one which your god can not give."
He levels his sword at Boek.
"I want to watch you die."
Silver advances on the cult leader.
Boek’s limbs tremble at points, not the tremble of a pony in fear, but more like the legacy of some foalhood virus
Midnight tries a lil stabby stabby on Boek
[1d20+7 = 27]
S
[1d20+7 = 21]
D
[1d20+7 = 27]
S
[1d20+7 = 21]
D
[1d4 = 1]
[1d2 = 1]
[1d2 = 1]
>>124852
>>124853
Iron’s hooves move through the flimsy bubble, past his translucent shield, as do Midnight’s sword and dagger. And yet, as they make contact with his body... there is some odd quality to the touch. Something harder, or more giving, than may be expected of the flesh of an elderly pony
[1d2 = 1]
[1d2 = 1]
>>124852
>>124853
Iron’s hooves move through the flimsy bubble, past his translucent shield, as do Midnight’s sword and dagger. And yet, as they make contact with his body... there is some odd quality to the touch. Something harder, or more giving, than may be expected of the flesh of an elderly pony
He misses.... but in the pinch of action, his horn glows
Iron, roll a will save
Iron, roll a will save
[1d20+5 = 14]
A blast of blue light emanates from boek’s horn, forming waves. Iron is hit, and falls down, unconscious. Mala is hit and wobbles, but recovers, and tries to swipe him with his sword
A blast of blue light emanates from boek’s horn, forming waves. Iron is hit, and falls down, unconscious. Mala is hit and wobbles, but recovers, and tries to swipe him with his sword
>>124867
Midnight’s blades bounce against some unseen shield that glows blue when the sword and dagger glance against it. But the damage of Midnight’s sword, which went right through Boek’s chest, has already been done, and takes its toll on the pony
Midnight’s blades bounce against some unseen shield that glows blue when the sword and dagger glance against it. But the damage of Midnight’s sword, which went right through Boek’s chest, has already been done, and takes its toll on the pony
Boek has been kicked, stabbed, and sliced. He stands as long as he can, his legs trembling. But his wobbly, old legs give way, and he falls down, bleeding on the floor, his blue eyes still wide open. His mouth hangs open, and tries to mumble, before blood comes out.
Then the field of vision moves as if in dizziness, and a voice whispers into Silver and Midnight’s ears
You have sent my followers to me, to become one with me. I have gained. So I have lost my vassals who do my will. No matter, I shall find more
Then the field of vision moves as if in dizziness, and a voice whispers into Silver and Midnight’s ears
You have sent my followers to me, to become one with me. I have gained. So I have lost my vassals who do my will. No matter, I shall find more
>>124871
Silver relays a thought back to Maar.
You are welcome for sacrifices. Now, would you kindly fuck off?
The old, standing unicorn kicks the old, fallen unicorn over onto his back, checking to see if he's still alive.
Silver relays a thought back to Maar.
You are welcome for sacrifices. Now, would you kindly fuck off?
The old, standing unicorn kicks the old, fallen unicorn over onto his back, checking to see if he's still alive.
>>124874
Silver looks over to his Lunar companion.
"Midnight, go get Khoi and see to those sacrifices. They were still alive, last I saw. If we can sew them back up, then we can keep them alive until we get them to hospital."
Silver looks over to his Lunar companion.
"Midnight, go get Khoi and see to those sacrifices. They were still alive, last I saw. If we can sew them back up, then we can keep them alive until we get them to hospital."
>>124878
Eyes twitch, though it’s unclear if he has any degree of consciousness or not
>>124879
”You did well, my little pony”
Some 15 or so cultists are alive and conscious. One stands up, and Undertoe points her rifle at him.
Khoi seems burned and her rifle absolutely does, while Jubilosa has very big burns and is closing her eye
>>124875
His heart rate is high still. Drugs haven’t worn off yet
Eyes twitch, though it’s unclear if he has any degree of consciousness or not
>>124879
”You did well, my little pony”
Some 15 or so cultists are alive and conscious. One stands up, and Undertoe points her rifle at him.
Khoi seems burned and her rifle absolutely does, while Jubilosa has very big burns and is closing her eye
>>124875
His heart rate is high still. Drugs haven’t worn off yet
>>124881
Khoi has some splinters, a missing scale, and burns around her chest
Midnight’s work on the griffin is less successful
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Khoi has some splinters, a missing scale, and burns around her chest
Midnight’s work on the griffin is less successful
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>>124880
"You lost. I won."
He looks back to the cultists, calling out to them.
"Your leaders have been defeated. Maakie has been captured, Boek has been killed. Maar has abandoned you. You have two options. You can surrender, and keep your life, or you can throw it away upon my sword, like those Boek ordered to march into oblivion. Now: choose."
"You lost. I won."
He looks back to the cultists, calling out to them.
"Your leaders have been defeated. Maakie has been captured, Boek has been killed. Maar has abandoned you. You have two options. You can surrender, and keep your life, or you can throw it away upon my sword, like those Boek ordered to march into oblivion. Now: choose."
>>124883
While most do not speak, those who do provide a cacophony of answers
“Just don’t kill me”
“I want to see a lawyer”
“I had nothing to do with this. I was just visiting”
“They forced me to come to this”
“Fuck off, pony”
“Are you from the gangs or the police?”
“I have 100 bits if you let me leave”
And so they occupy the middle ground between cooperation and fighting
While most do not speak, those who do provide a cacophony of answers
“Just don’t kill me”
“I want to see a lawyer”
“I had nothing to do with this. I was just visiting”
“They forced me to come to this”
“Fuck off, pony”
“Are you from the gangs or the police?”
“I have 100 bits if you let me leave”
And so they occupy the middle ground between cooperation and fighting
>>124885
Silver draws his sword, and motions for the riflemen in the party to take aim.
"You have until count of three to comply, or I will kill all of you right here and now.
"One."
Silver draws his sword, and motions for the riflemen in the party to take aim.
"You have until count of three to comply, or I will kill all of you right here and now.
"One."
>>124888
The number clearly indicating a request for clemency increases
But two of them - both griffins - try to fly away, towards the back of the room
The number clearly indicating a request for clemency increases
But two of them - both griffins - try to fly away, towards the back of the room
>>124890
Silver motions for the rifles to be aimed at the two griffons-and only the two griffons-who are trying to escape, and fire.
"THREE!"
Silver motions for the rifles to be aimed at the two griffons-and only the two griffons-who are trying to escape, and fire.
"THREE!"
[1d20+3 = 4]
[3d20+5 = 46]
>>124889
This is a remarkably effort. Where as before she agitated burns and twister s claw, now she applies calming lotion, covers burns, and delicately bandages burned areas
>>124891
Though Khoi, Jubilosa and White Sands lack military or law enforcement training, Johann, Blue Skies and Undertoe fair better with their guns, and they, along wit White Sands, shoot at the fleeing cultists.
Bang Bang Crack Crack
There is another one, a pony being roudy, as well as a zebra, though they don’t quite flee, surrender, or fight
[3d20+5 = 46]
>>124889
This is a remarkably effort. Where as before she agitated burns and twister s claw, now she applies calming lotion, covers burns, and delicately bandages burned areas
>>124891
Though Khoi, Jubilosa and White Sands lack military or law enforcement training, Johann, Blue Skies and Undertoe fair better with their guns, and they, along wit White Sands, shoot at the fleeing cultists.
Bang Bang Crack Crack
There is another one, a pony being roudy, as well as a zebra, though they don’t quite flee, surrender, or fight
>>124898
The one rowdy pony gets down on the ground, and they are prone with forehooves over their heads
The one rowdy pony gets down on the ground, and they are prone with forehooves over their heads
>>124899
"Good."
Silver trots back towards the group.
"Blue, I need you to go get either police or some other authority here. If you can, we could also use ambulence here. We have wounded here, some who need attention now."
To emphasize that last point, he looks to the pony and deer that the cultists were originally going to sacrifice, still alive and sliced open.
"Good."
Silver trots back towards the group.
"Blue, I need you to go get either police or some other authority here. If you can, we could also use ambulence here. We have wounded here, some who need attention now."
To emphasize that last point, he looks to the pony and deer that the cultists were originally going to sacrifice, still alive and sliced open.
>>124900
Midnight now rushes over to the sacrifices, praying to Luna that she can save them.
How many checks?
Midnight now rushes over to the sacrifices, praying to Luna that she can save them.
How many checks?
>>124901
As best as Midnight can tell, the procedure on the sacrifices is fairly simple. They are turned onto their backs, the hide over their bellies has been cut down the center and across, and a few ribs have been cut with blades. Finally a cover over internal organs has been moved aside, allowing the still moving lungs and beating heat of the creatures to show, along with the stomach and massive intestines of the pony, and the massive stomach of the deer. It looks like exposing the heart was the priority of the operation, given how the upper barrel is cut open more than the lower. There is significant bleeding, though some measure has been taken to reduce the blood loss as both creatures are still conscious. The pony stallion cries and this s through a gag. The stag bites his teeth and grimaces, but no effort was taken to gag him. Neither seem to have any kind of aesthetic. Both seem vulnerable to going into shock from blood loss
Midnight may want to try several things here
As best as Midnight can tell, the procedure on the sacrifices is fairly simple. They are turned onto their backs, the hide over their bellies has been cut down the center and across, and a few ribs have been cut with blades. Finally a cover over internal organs has been moved aside, allowing the still moving lungs and beating heat of the creatures to show, along with the stomach and massive intestines of the pony, and the massive stomach of the deer. It looks like exposing the heart was the priority of the operation, given how the upper barrel is cut open more than the lower. There is significant bleeding, though some measure has been taken to reduce the blood loss as both creatures are still conscious. The pony stallion cries and this s through a gag. The stag bites his teeth and grimaces, but no effort was taken to gag him. Neither seem to have any kind of aesthetic. Both seem vulnerable to going into shock from blood loss
Midnight may want to try several things here
>>124900
Blue Skies nods, then flies down
“I hope they don’t shoot me”
Johann comes up to Silver, and looks over at the sacrifices, then to the cultists
Blue Skies nods, then flies down
“I hope they don’t shoot me”
Johann comes up to Silver, and looks over at the sacrifices, then to the cultists
>>124907
More successful. It’s closed. Now, to try to reattach bone....
These creatures could use some morphine and plasma
More successful. It’s closed. Now, to try to reattach bone....
These creatures could use some morphine and plasma
>>124906
"I hope we can get them to safety. They do not deserve this. No one does."
He looks back to the cultists.
"As far as operation, goes, has what they have done here been more or less standard?"
"I hope we can get them to safety. They do not deserve this. No one does."
He looks back to the cultists.
"As far as operation, goes, has what they have done here been more or less standard?"
>>124911
"Thank you"
Midnight sets to work, injecting and practicing her sewing.
[1d20+12 = 24]
Pone
[1d20+12 = 15]
Deer
"Thank you"
Midnight sets to work, injecting and practicing her sewing.
[1d20+12 = 24]
Pone
[1d20+12 = 15]
Deer
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>>124909
"I don't know about no one..."
Then he looks directly at Silver, and uses his claw to readjust his glasses
"It's hard to say exactly what is 'standard' Maarite practice. Who is being sacrificed by whom, and how, varies depending on local circumstance. Most sects that have sacrifices - usually not sentient - have the priest carry out the ritual, or a single individual. Maarites like to have everygriff participate. They are rather egalitarian in that way. I think you've noticed the wavy knives that they carry around. Those are Kris daggers, a ritual dagger that all Maarites are required to carry around, and that they use in the ritual. Of course because of the risk of being caught with them they really only carry them during rituals, but it's part of their identity.
The most common sacrifice is the collective sacrifice. Each cultist takes his dagger, comes forward, and stabs into the creature offered for sacrifice in succession, with the offered creature dying at the end of the ritual from blood loss, internal bleeding, or shock. There's a reason they do this, a pragmatic, psychological reason. If a priest does the killing, then a cultist may become revolted, or feel guilty, and back out, telling the authorities. Or there might be an infiltrator at the ritual. But with everygriff taking part in the killing, and the death being the direct cause of no single griffin - everygriff at once feels guilty for participating in the act, and place the blame on the other participants. In this way, they are all bound together by the sacrifice, having equally transgressed the laws of Griffin and the laws of Boreas.
You can also see that they like to keep their sacrifices alive as long as possible, even if they are injured. Now the rumor is that 'Maar likes as much suffering as possible,' but the simpler reason is that it's hard to make everyone participate in the sacrifice if the offering dies halfway through. The ones after the first half can feel absolved of the sin and crime, and may go tell authorities. The priests don't want that.
Another common practice is the initiation rite, where, to become a full member, an initiate must kill a sacrifice. This serves a similar purpose to the collective sacrifice, because any cultist who does it will know themselves to be damned and removed from society, bound eternally to Maar and his representatives. There is no going back, and the new initiate will be loyal thereafter. This method is less common, because it requires so many more sacrifices, which are hard to come by. It's also less common because its harder for most griffins to take the decisive step of killing another sentient creature. Most creatures are averse to that sort of act, at least at first. And if an initiate chooses not to do the ritual after having progressed so far, it places both the initiate and the cultists in a very awkward position. Still, becoming a priest generally requires such an initiation, and some congregations will have gradations of members, where a member must kill to advance.
Where the cultists do not have to worry about authorities, such as when they take control of a region, they become more hierarchical, with priests conducting the ritual. And where they are unable to find sentient creatures to sacrifice, they will use animals.
It's hard to say what was going on here, but it looks like some combination of the three. The two creatures standing prominently by the altars were likely initiatives. My guess is that the members were to come forward and each make a stab into the lungs, stomach, or livers of the offerings, and then the initiates would make the decisive stab into the heart. Or maybe the initiates alone would make the sacrifice, I cannot say. They too the effort to cut their victims open. That's probably not just to make it easier for inexperienced cultists and initiates see where the hearts are on unfamiliar creatures. They probably intended to remove the heart at some point, most likely by the priest.
This particular congregation of Maarites seemed to have a very steady supply of untraceable victims. That is something that is rare."
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"I don't know about no one..."
Then he looks directly at Silver, and uses his claw to readjust his glasses
"It's hard to say exactly what is 'standard' Maarite practice. Who is being sacrificed by whom, and how, varies depending on local circumstance. Most sects that have sacrifices - usually not sentient - have the priest carry out the ritual, or a single individual. Maarites like to have everygriff participate. They are rather egalitarian in that way. I think you've noticed the wavy knives that they carry around. Those are Kris daggers, a ritual dagger that all Maarites are required to carry around, and that they use in the ritual. Of course because of the risk of being caught with them they really only carry them during rituals, but it's part of their identity.
The most common sacrifice is the collective sacrifice. Each cultist takes his dagger, comes forward, and stabs into the creature offered for sacrifice in succession, with the offered creature dying at the end of the ritual from blood loss, internal bleeding, or shock. There's a reason they do this, a pragmatic, psychological reason. If a priest does the killing, then a cultist may become revolted, or feel guilty, and back out, telling the authorities. Or there might be an infiltrator at the ritual. But with everygriff taking part in the killing, and the death being the direct cause of no single griffin - everygriff at once feels guilty for participating in the act, and place the blame on the other participants. In this way, they are all bound together by the sacrifice, having equally transgressed the laws of Griffin and the laws of Boreas.
You can also see that they like to keep their sacrifices alive as long as possible, even if they are injured. Now the rumor is that 'Maar likes as much suffering as possible,' but the simpler reason is that it's hard to make everyone participate in the sacrifice if the offering dies halfway through. The ones after the first half can feel absolved of the sin and crime, and may go tell authorities. The priests don't want that.
Another common practice is the initiation rite, where, to become a full member, an initiate must kill a sacrifice. This serves a similar purpose to the collective sacrifice, because any cultist who does it will know themselves to be damned and removed from society, bound eternally to Maar and his representatives. There is no going back, and the new initiate will be loyal thereafter. This method is less common, because it requires so many more sacrifices, which are hard to come by. It's also less common because its harder for most griffins to take the decisive step of killing another sentient creature. Most creatures are averse to that sort of act, at least at first. And if an initiate chooses not to do the ritual after having progressed so far, it places both the initiate and the cultists in a very awkward position. Still, becoming a priest generally requires such an initiation, and some congregations will have gradations of members, where a member must kill to advance.
Where the cultists do not have to worry about authorities, such as when they take control of a region, they become more hierarchical, with priests conducting the ritual. And where they are unable to find sentient creatures to sacrifice, they will use animals.
It's hard to say what was going on here, but it looks like some combination of the three. The two creatures standing prominently by the altars were likely initiatives. My guess is that the members were to come forward and each make a stab into the lungs, stomach, or livers of the offerings, and then the initiates would make the decisive stab into the heart. Or maybe the initiates alone would make the sacrifice, I cannot say. They too the effort to cut their victims open. That's probably not just to make it easier for inexperienced cultists and initiates see where the hearts are on unfamiliar creatures. They probably intended to remove the heart at some point, most likely by the priest.
This particular congregation of Maarites seemed to have a very steady supply of untraceable victims. That is something that is rare."
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>>124915
You know he the Hippocratic oath includes the words “to help, or at least, to do no harm”? Midnight isn’t doing very well at that right now
You know he the Hippocratic oath includes the words “to help, or at least, to do no harm”? Midnight isn’t doing very well at that right now
Unobtrusively and in a manner not intended to detract from whatever may be going on in other areas of the world, Brie looks at the current situation, cursing himself for thinking this would be a simple "cut someone's head off and present it to the Queen" sort of mission.
(I.e., Brie is taking a free action to quickly assess his options, probably taking flight, in lieu of Zuang (or whatever his name is) turning into,... that there that there)
(I.e., Brie is taking a free action to quickly assess his options, probably taking flight, in lieu of Zuang (or whatever his name is) turning into,... that there that there)
>>124914
Silver nods to the last part.
"Hearing stories of those we rescued, it is clear that their net is cast very wide. From here, to Sicameon, to Hippogriffia, to Karkadannistan, to Ngua Nam, and if sacrificial deer is any indication then Olenia as well."
Silver nods to the last part.
"Hearing stories of those we rescued, it is clear that their net is cast very wide. From here, to Sicameon, to Hippogriffia, to Karkadannistan, to Ngua Nam, and if sacrificial deer is any indication then Olenia as well."
>>124922
The Stag, laying their restrained but ungagged, had been remarkably silent under the circumstances. "Under the circumstances" is quite a different thing from completely silent, as he will regularly moan, or let out an "ahhh!" though he remains quieter than the bound stallion on the opposing altar. But when Midnight's scalpel slips, he lets out a definite scream of pain he cannot hold back. Jubilosa is successful in giving him some plasma through an IV, and Khoi gives him some morphine, perhaps too much morphine, which seems to put him unconscious, or at least, hopefully that, and not the blood loss is the reason why he falls unconscious.
But Midnight rectifies her error and stitches up the portions of organs damaged by her missteps. The cultists themselves had only damaged bone and hide. But now she has brought back into place a delicate covering, and with skill, has partly reattached several ribs.
It's coming along more smoothly now
>>124923
>>124919
Brie has last taken flight away from his encounter with Zu Lang, and is fortunate for all of the chaos, for there are few who recognize him as a threat. Around the forest and near the grinding mill, a 30 foot tall red eyed sharp-fanged owl bear with massive bat wings roars and stomps. Drie, the Lieutenant, has fallen into a seizure or some sort of shock, and one of his guards has moved to the ground to tend to him, leaving only one to face the owl bear. Another guard by the pit has his rifle focused on miners, for Zu Lang has given orders to beware pony opportunists or an insurgent plot, and he doesn't dare go against Zu Lang's orders. Another guard, for reasons unknown, seems to have fallen from his place on the edge of the mine down into the mine itself. The guards around Zu Lang, conflicted and confused, have taken flight to move back to a safe distance
And Zu Lang.... Zu Lang looks nothing like Zu Lang, or any Changeling for that matter. Long, lanky limbs like a walking stick, bare ribs and emaciated appearance, at least twice the size of a stallion, maybe more, and surely thrice or so the size of a drone. Pure, black eyes that absorb all light, and a white, leathery hide that looks night mummified. Red blood drips from his chest, and out his mouth, which still possess Zu Lang's tattle-tale feature, for one fang is near twice the length of the other.
tl;dr
Shit's fucked
The Stag, laying their restrained but ungagged, had been remarkably silent under the circumstances. "Under the circumstances" is quite a different thing from completely silent, as he will regularly moan, or let out an "ahhh!" though he remains quieter than the bound stallion on the opposing altar. But when Midnight's scalpel slips, he lets out a definite scream of pain he cannot hold back. Jubilosa is successful in giving him some plasma through an IV, and Khoi gives him some morphine, perhaps too much morphine, which seems to put him unconscious, or at least, hopefully that, and not the blood loss is the reason why he falls unconscious.
But Midnight rectifies her error and stitches up the portions of organs damaged by her missteps. The cultists themselves had only damaged bone and hide. But now she has brought back into place a delicate covering, and with skill, has partly reattached several ribs.
It's coming along more smoothly now
>>124923
>>124919
Brie has last taken flight away from his encounter with Zu Lang, and is fortunate for all of the chaos, for there are few who recognize him as a threat. Around the forest and near the grinding mill, a 30 foot tall red eyed sharp-fanged owl bear with massive bat wings roars and stomps. Drie, the Lieutenant, has fallen into a seizure or some sort of shock, and one of his guards has moved to the ground to tend to him, leaving only one to face the owl bear. Another guard by the pit has his rifle focused on miners, for Zu Lang has given orders to beware pony opportunists or an insurgent plot, and he doesn't dare go against Zu Lang's orders. Another guard, for reasons unknown, seems to have fallen from his place on the edge of the mine down into the mine itself. The guards around Zu Lang, conflicted and confused, have taken flight to move back to a safe distance
And Zu Lang.... Zu Lang looks nothing like Zu Lang, or any Changeling for that matter. Long, lanky limbs like a walking stick, bare ribs and emaciated appearance, at least twice the size of a stallion, maybe more, and surely thrice or so the size of a drone. Pure, black eyes that absorb all light, and a white, leathery hide that looks night mummified. Red blood drips from his chest, and out his mouth, which still possess Zu Lang's tattle-tale feature, for one fang is near twice the length of the other.
tl;dr
Shit's fucked
I would like to point out that Brie is still in Zu Lang costume, and the 'real' Zu Lang hasn't been determined.
What I mean is, the only ponies who could know that Brie is a fake are those who know WTF is up with Lang and haven't said anything. Anyone else would (presumably, depending on their intelligence check) be either disconcerted and bewildered or would likely assume Brie is real and WTFISTHAT is "something" that needs to die.
What I mean is, the only ponies who could know that Brie is a fake are those who know WTF is up with Lang and haven't said anything. Anyone else would (presumably, depending on their intelligence check) be either disconcerted and bewildered or would likely assume Brie is real and WTFISTHAT is "something" that needs to die.
>>124925
Midnight:
She breaths a sigh of relief, finishing up her work on the pony and deer.
Onyx:
I'm assuming Onyx is still with the foals?
Midnight:
She breaths a sigh of relief, finishing up her work on the pony and deer.
Onyx:
I'm assuming Onyx is still with the foals?
>>124925
I'm going to assume Spark can't see this thing quite yet from where he detonated the explosives.
I'm going to assume Spark can't see this thing quite yet from where he detonated the explosives.
[2d20+4 = 38]
>>124925
STICK HIS EYES! TAKING INITIATIVE, DOUBLE KNIVES TO THE FACE!
(attack roll)+3(dex)+1(masterwork)+?(BAB)
>>124925
STICK HIS EYES! TAKING INITIATIVE, DOUBLE KNIVES TO THE FACE!
(attack roll)+3(dex)+1(masterwork)+?(BAB)
>>124924
He shakes his head
"I cannot say as much about how they source their victims. But I know the ones in that room with the high ceiling are Imperial subjects who must have migrated here"
Undertoe chimes in
"They bribe freighter captains to let creatures ride in their ships and get off. This Maakie, he is a smuggler, or trafficker. That's what he made his business in. Smuggling immigrants into Equestria. Some of them will pay a lot of money for it, and take a lot of risks. If they can't pay upfront, and most them can't, they will sell themselves as indentured servants. That's probably how this whole thing got started. Boek had a property ideally suited to keep indentured servants laboring away from the local crime syndicates and the police, and Maakie had a trafficking operation... then add in a crazy occultist landlord, and religious groups trying to flee persecution in Griffonia..."
Johann stares at her for that last part
>>124926
Yes. Brie can pass as Zu Lang, though imitating his voice is still difficult
Note that most of the changelings probably always believed Brie was a changeling, so they may connect things if they become suspicious
>>124927
Yes, or near the fighting. It's not far away, and he'd hear everything
Midnight could do another heal check at least
>>124928
He can if he turns around
>>124929
Well, both of those should hit
He shakes his head
"I cannot say as much about how they source their victims. But I know the ones in that room with the high ceiling are Imperial subjects who must have migrated here"
Undertoe chimes in
"They bribe freighter captains to let creatures ride in their ships and get off. This Maakie, he is a smuggler, or trafficker. That's what he made his business in. Smuggling immigrants into Equestria. Some of them will pay a lot of money for it, and take a lot of risks. If they can't pay upfront, and most them can't, they will sell themselves as indentured servants. That's probably how this whole thing got started. Boek had a property ideally suited to keep indentured servants laboring away from the local crime syndicates and the police, and Maakie had a trafficking operation... then add in a crazy occultist landlord, and religious groups trying to flee persecution in Griffonia..."
Johann stares at her for that last part
>>124926
Yes. Brie can pass as Zu Lang, though imitating his voice is still difficult
Note that most of the changelings probably always believed Brie was a changeling, so they may connect things if they become suspicious
>>124927
Yes, or near the fighting. It's not far away, and he'd hear everything
Midnight could do another heal check at least
>>124928
He can if he turns around
>>124929
Well, both of those should hit
>>124930
Well, he would turn around to head back to the pit. He starts at the... thing with his jaw wide open. He decides to make his way towards it, hopefully not spotted.
Well, he would turn around to head back to the pit. He starts at the... thing with his jaw wide open. He decides to make his way towards it, hopefully not spotted.
>>124930
"That would make sense, as Maakie clearly is not interested in this particular part of what happened here. At least this part is over, or almost over."
"That would make sense, as Maakie clearly is not interested in this particular part of what happened here. At least this part is over, or almost over."
>>124930
Onyx:
He listens carefully, before shooing the foals into the wagon and then setting off with his halberd.
Midnight:
[1d20+10 = 17]
Deer
[1d20+10 = 19]
Pony
Onyx:
He listens carefully, before shooing the foals into the wagon and then setting off with his halberd.
Midnight:
[1d20+10 = 17]
Deer
[1d20+10 = 19]
Pony
>>124931
This isn't entirely easy because of the lack of cover. Shimmer is out in the open. But he's not the only one out in the open
>>124932
Undertoe:
"He would attend. Or at least I though he would. He would stick around the rituals. Probably hoped the magic would give him status, or something"
>>124933
The pony's ribs are reattached... partly, and he is sewn up
He's not 'fine,' but he's significantly better. The Deer's ribs are reattached, but he needs his hide to be sewn back
>>124933
Onyx sees the scene described above >>124930
>>124934
The daggers land, and their's something like a gurgling roar, getting the attention of more of the Changelings.
Zu Lang tries to swipe at Brie with a very long, thin arm, but is out of range
This isn't entirely easy because of the lack of cover. Shimmer is out in the open. But he's not the only one out in the open
>>124932
Undertoe:
"He would attend. Or at least I though he would. He would stick around the rituals. Probably hoped the magic would give him status, or something"
>>124933
The pony's ribs are reattached... partly, and he is sewn up
He's not 'fine,' but he's significantly better. The Deer's ribs are reattached, but he needs his hide to be sewn back
>>124933
Onyx sees the scene described above >>124930
>>124934
The daggers land, and their's something like a gurgling roar, getting the attention of more of the Changelings.
Zu Lang tries to swipe at Brie with a very long, thin arm, but is out of range
>>124935
Looking down, Brie can see he's got 1-2 daggers left.
"I don't suppose one of you lads has a light?" he calls out, somewhat offhand because he's not really addressing anypony.
If allowed an action, he'll gain more elevation. And he'll ready his short sword for another go.
Looking down, Brie can see he's got 1-2 daggers left.
"I don't suppose one of you lads has a light?" he calls out, somewhat offhand because he's not really addressing anypony.
If allowed an action, he'll gain more elevation. And he'll ready his short sword for another go.
>>124935
Midnight decides it's as good a time as any to practice her sewing.
[1d20+10 = 28]
Onyx on the other hand, gets a gleam in his eye as he realizes he gets to fight again
Midnight decides it's as good a time as any to practice her sewing.
[1d20+10 = 28]
Onyx on the other hand, gets a gleam in his eye as he realizes he gets to fight again
>>124937
Midnight's lack of knowledge of cervine anatomy has hurt her - or rather, him - but she's now making up for it. He is now sewn back together. He still needs more blood, and has something worse than broken ribs, but he's much better than he was before
>>124936
>>124937
The drones do not respond to Brie, or even seem to notice him. Brie may fly higher
Drie is becoming longer, browner, and even seems to be growing horns, as the Changeling next to him moves away
Onyx arrived is in the middle of the chaos, where few drones seem to be able to keep watch over everything happening
Midnight's lack of knowledge of cervine anatomy has hurt her - or rather, him - but she's now making up for it. He is now sewn back together. He still needs more blood, and has something worse than broken ribs, but he's much better than he was before
>>124936
>>124937
The drones do not respond to Brie, or even seem to notice him. Brie may fly higher
Drie is becoming longer, browner, and even seems to be growing horns, as the Changeling next to him moves away
Onyx arrived is in the middle of the chaos, where few drones seem to be able to keep watch over everything happening
>>124938
Midnight thanks Luna that she didn't kill the deer.
Onyx looks antsy, like a foal waiting for recess. Can he enter the battle?
Midnight thanks Luna that she didn't kill the deer.
Onyx looks antsy, like a foal waiting for recess. Can he enter the battle?
>>124935
Well, being behind cover might not be an option, but he still hopes that he isn't spotted on his approach.
Well, being behind cover might not be an option, but he still hopes that he isn't spotted on his approach.
>>124946
Brie doesn't know what Spark is doing (AFAIK, he doesn't know that Spark is engaging yet) BUT, can he nip the fuse on his bomb? 60 seconds seems an unnecessarily long time given the circumstances
Brie doesn't know what Spark is doing (AFAIK, he doesn't know that Spark is engaging yet) BUT, can he nip the fuse on his bomb? 60 seconds seems an unnecessarily long time given the circumstances
>>124945
That's going to be fairly difficult, as Spark must come with 35 feet
>>124948
The fuse can simply be cut down in length, easily. Lighting it is the same challenge as it has been
>>124948
>>124945
>>124948
The ponies see a new sight
Drie becomes larger, skinnier, necrotic, and his hide leathery, and brown. His eyes too, drain their color, and become black orbs, and he grows an asymmetrical set of stag-like horns upon his head, the left side longer and more complex than the right, as his legs become long, and thin, and his hooves split in two. The holes though, don't disappear, but rather look like missing portions in the flesh of corpse
That's going to be fairly difficult, as Spark must come with 35 feet
>>124948
The fuse can simply be cut down in length, easily. Lighting it is the same challenge as it has been
>>124948
>>124945
>>124948
The ponies see a new sight
Drie becomes larger, skinnier, necrotic, and his hide leathery, and brown. His eyes too, drain their color, and become black orbs, and he grows an asymmetrical set of stag-like horns upon his head, the left side longer and more complex than the right, as his legs become long, and thin, and his hooves split in two. The holes though, don't disappear, but rather look like missing portions in the flesh of corpse
>>124949
"So good to see that the local infrastructure is being tended to with such able-bodied attendents!" Brie calls out, his words dripping with sarcasm. "It would be such a shame if the locals found themselves under,... hoof? Claw? Eldritch appendage of unknown origin? Fuck, I can't even come up with a decent quip in these circumstances!" he says, pulling the wick to about 1/6th of its original length (mathematically speaking, that puts the timer on the bomb at about 10 seconds)
"So good to see that the local infrastructure is being tended to with such able-bodied attendents!" Brie calls out, his words dripping with sarcasm. "It would be such a shame if the locals found themselves under,... hoof? Claw? Eldritch appendage of unknown origin? Fuck, I can't even come up with a decent quip in these circumstances!" he says, pulling the wick to about 1/6th of its original length (mathematically speaking, that puts the timer on the bomb at about 10 seconds)
>>124950
Also, he dismisses the camoflage. No sense potentially getting merc'd looking like tree-line, not when you've got a snazzy suit.
Also, he dismisses the camoflage. No sense potentially getting merc'd looking like tree-line, not when you've got a snazzy suit.
[1d20+7 = 10]
[1d20+4 = 24]
>>124950
It is done
Zu Lang stands upright on his hind legs, most closely resembling the frozen corpse of a pony stallion, three times the size of a normal stallion. His legs are not much thicker than a stallions, even as they are three times the length and share that backwards bend. He runs, surprisingly adeptly, jumps, and tries to swipe at Brie
[1d20+4 = 24]
>>124950
It is done
Zu Lang stands upright on his hind legs, most closely resembling the frozen corpse of a pony stallion, three times the size of a normal stallion. His legs are not much thicker than a stallions, even as they are three times the length and share that backwards bend. He runs, surprisingly adeptly, jumps, and tries to swipe at Brie
>>124954
That was a Jump check
Zu Lang ran, and jumped up to Brie's level. He failed to bite or swipe Brie while there
That was a Jump check
Zu Lang ran, and jumped up to Brie's level. He failed to bite or swipe Brie while there
[1d20 = 19]
>>124955
WHEW!
"A spry one, aren't you?" Brie says, narrowly avoiding CHOMP. "I guess our little wager is on then?" Brie says, with his sword in one hand (readied and engaging) for attack, and the bomb in the other.
If Lang-ish falls to the ground before Brie makes his attack, then,... well Brie makes his attack. If not, Brie will go into a full-body dive, leading with the sword.
Bonuses not applied. Nothing for STR, but BAB and any weapon modifiers would apply
>>124955
WHEW!
"A spry one, aren't you?" Brie says, narrowly avoiding CHOMP. "I guess our little wager is on then?" Brie says, with his sword in one hand (readied and engaging) for attack, and the bomb in the other.
If Lang-ish falls to the ground before Brie makes his attack, then,... well Brie makes his attack. If not, Brie will go into a full-body dive, leading with the sword.
Bonuses not applied. Nothing for STR, but BAB and any weapon modifiers would apply
>>124956
Brie's reactions are sufficiently quick, most likely, to stab before Lang has completely hit the ground. But if he so chooses, he may dive.
Though the leather and mummified flesh of Zu Lang is hard, Brie has pierced it, with some help by the sword which acts as if heated in fire
Brie's reactions are sufficiently quick, most likely, to stab before Lang has completely hit the ground. But if he so chooses, he may dive.
Though the leather and mummified flesh of Zu Lang is hard, Brie has pierced it, with some help by the sword which acts as if heated in fire
>>124935
"Hmm...well, he is dealt with now. I had idea on suitable, eh...punishment, but it is not what some would call morally 'good'."
"Hmm...well, he is dealt with now. I had idea on suitable, eh...punishment, but it is not what some would call morally 'good'."
>>124959
Undertoe
"Neither is he. Just make him suffer."
Johann
"This 'Storm Feather Maakie,' is not an Imperial subject. Despite our best efforts, the rogue city of Skyfall is not under our Jurisdiction"
Undertoe
"Neither is he. Just make him suffer."
Johann
"This 'Storm Feather Maakie,' is not an Imperial subject. Despite our best efforts, the rogue city of Skyfall is not under our Jurisdiction"
>>124962
Silver motions to the unconcious earth pony that goes by the name of Iron.
"Very well. Let us get Iron up, we will need him to help carry Maakie."
Silver motions to the unconcious earth pony that goes by the name of Iron.
"Very well. Let us get Iron up, we will need him to help carry Maakie."
>>124963
Undertoe walks up to Iron, pokes him. He does respond, and she pokes him again, then rocks him.
"Wake up"
Undertoe walks up to Iron, pokes him. He does respond, and she pokes him again, then rocks him.
"Wake up"
>>124966
Iron blinks before looking around, hoof raised. "Do you need somepony beaten up?" he asks, somewhat tired yet energetic.
Iron blinks before looking around, hoof raised. "Do you need somepony beaten up?" he asks, somewhat tired yet energetic.
>>124969
>>124967
Johann:
"I will monitor the prisoners. I want to ask them a few questions..."
Khoi is by the altar, applying iodine or some sort of medical solution to the stallion sacrifice
Iron, Silver, Mala, and Undertoe go back in succession. At the back they find Jubilosa trying to bandage burns, and White Sands sitting in place with a blanket over her, shaking, with some visible burns and smoking a cigarette
White Sands speaks to Iron:
"Iron. You're alive"
As the move out, past a smoldering overturned pew and towards the ante-chamber, they see Meadows but not Loputu
"Silver? Are you going to the police? There is something you should see, when you have the time"
>>124967
Johann:
"I will monitor the prisoners. I want to ask them a few questions..."
Khoi is by the altar, applying iodine or some sort of medical solution to the stallion sacrifice
Iron, Silver, Mala, and Undertoe go back in succession. At the back they find Jubilosa trying to bandage burns, and White Sands sitting in place with a blanket over her, shaking, with some visible burns and smoking a cigarette
White Sands speaks to Iron:
"Iron. You're alive"
As the move out, past a smoldering overturned pew and towards the ante-chamber, they see Meadows but not Loputu
"Silver? Are you going to the police? There is something you should see, when you have the time"
>>124971
Iron makes a pitstop at Sands, obviously concerned for her well being, nodding vehemently with a solemn look, almost dejected. "...I..." he tries to say, but he pouts instead. "Are... are you alright?"
Iron makes a pitstop at Sands, obviously concerned for her well being, nodding vehemently with a solemn look, almost dejected. "...I..." he tries to say, but he pouts instead. "Are... are you alright?"
>>124975
"No! I got exploded with a fireball"
She stops to inhale her cigarretta, and inhales for a while, before taking a long puff
"Still though, I guess I'm better off than those damned... what were they? 'Cultists'? No matter I suppose. Heh"
She smiles
"But my hide is burned in a few places. Fur is a bit off. I don't really want to show you"
She still has the blanket on
>>124974
"Here" she says
She points her hoof to a room that is between the wall of the sanctuary and the stairwell, on the same side as the stairwell, that would not have been easy to see when exiting the stairs except upon investigation
Pressing open an already mostly open door, there is a narrow room with some chains on the ground, a bed frame, and Loputu sitting down.
But by the wall on the ground to the left, is a pony. A Unicorn mare. Snow White, pink mane, fluffy chest and hoof tufts, greenish eyes. She looks tired. Drained, fatigued beyond measure. It takes her a moment to look up to Silver. Part of her fur is wet.
Unicorn:
"Huh?"
Loputu says something softly to her, in some language that is not ponish
"No! I got exploded with a fireball"
She stops to inhale her cigarretta, and inhales for a while, before taking a long puff
"Still though, I guess I'm better off than those damned... what were they? 'Cultists'? No matter I suppose. Heh"
She smiles
"But my hide is burned in a few places. Fur is a bit off. I don't really want to show you"
She still has the blanket on
>>124974
"Here" she says
She points her hoof to a room that is between the wall of the sanctuary and the stairwell, on the same side as the stairwell, that would not have been easy to see when exiting the stairs except upon investigation
Pressing open an already mostly open door, there is a narrow room with some chains on the ground, a bed frame, and Loputu sitting down.
But by the wall on the ground to the left, is a pony. A Unicorn mare. Snow White, pink mane, fluffy chest and hoof tufts, greenish eyes. She looks tired. Drained, fatigued beyond measure. It takes her a moment to look up to Silver. Part of her fur is wet.
Unicorn:
"Huh?"
Loputu says something softly to her, in some language that is not ponish
>>124976
Silver trots closer to her, kneeling down to her height.
"Hello there. I am Silver Sword. We are here to rescue you. Are you alright?"
Silver trots closer to her, kneeling down to her height.
"Hello there. I am Silver Sword. We are here to rescue you. Are you alright?"
>>124977
"I am... I am tired"
She says. There is a very thick accent. She looks up at him with large eyes
"I am... I am tired"
She says. There is a very thick accent. She looks up at him with large eyes
>>124976
Iron rolls onto his back, looking at Sands with guilt. "...how bad are we talking about?" the native that has had a coat color change asks
Iron rolls onto his back, looking at Sands with guilt. "...how bad are we talking about?" the native that has had a coat color change asks
>>124979
"Oh, I'll live. But it hurts"
She leans in to him
"The police are coming, aren't they?"
>>124980
She definitely seems to be suffering from severe Changeling drain, including apathy, slow reaction time, mane and eye color loss, and general fatigue. Her fur is even wet with some goo-like substance
"Oh, I'll live. But it hurts"
She leans in to him
"The police are coming, aren't they?"
>>124980
She definitely seems to be suffering from severe Changeling drain, including apathy, slow reaction time, mane and eye color loss, and general fatigue. Her fur is even wet with some goo-like substance
>>124985
Well, fuck, I didn't realize. Silver will grab some more, then.
Silver gets up, and looks to Loputu.
"I will be right back with stuff to help her. Can you keep her company in meantime?"
Well, fuck, I didn't realize. Silver will grab some more, then.
Silver gets up, and looks to Loputu.
"I will be right back with stuff to help her. Can you keep her company in meantime?"
>>124981
"Most likely," Iron responds, with some remorse in his tone "to exert their power towards the remaining cultists."
"Most likely," Iron responds, with some remorse in his tone "to exert their power towards the remaining cultists."
>>124986
Apologies for absence, Brie was stabbing a Wendigo?! that had jumped to his ~30' height and attempted to monch on him (unsuccessfully).
Apologies for absence, Brie was stabbing a Wendigo?! that had jumped to his ~30' height and attempted to monch on him (unsuccessfully).
[1d20+5 = 24]
>>124986
Zu Lang is clearly injured, with blood seeping from him at low pressure, though it can be hard to tell. He's so corpse like.
But's not out yet, as the black, tar eyes reform. He thrusts his muzzle forward, and bites at Brie
>>124988
"Well what are we going to do when they show up? Shouldn't we get out of here?"
>>124986
Zu Lang is clearly injured, with blood seeping from him at low pressure, though it can be hard to tell. He's so corpse like.
But's not out yet, as the black, tar eyes reform. He thrusts his muzzle forward, and bites at Brie
>>124988
"Well what are we going to do when they show up? Shouldn't we get out of here?"
>>124990
Iron nods. "Sounds good to me," he responds, hopping back into his hooves, albeit a smidge wobbly "I think I need some medical assistance before I bleed out."
Iron nods. "Sounds good to me," he responds, hopping back into his hooves, albeit a smidge wobbly "I think I need some medical assistance before I bleed out."
>>124998
Iron nods. "I was not expecting them to heal me anyways," he admits before straightening himself "alright, let us take the guns and then we shall go."
With that, Iron looks for the guns Silver had given out before the fight.
Iron nods. "I was not expecting them to heal me anyways," he admits before straightening himself "alright, let us take the guns and then we shall go."
With that, Iron looks for the guns Silver had given out before the fight.