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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>>124279Is Maakie's arm/forelimb exposed?
>>124280The one holding the revolver, I mean.
[1d20+12 = 26]>>124280His claw is, but part of his limb is underneath him
[6d20 = 56]
Another Zebra makes his way out of the stairwell
Crack Bang Crack Crack Bang Crack
[1d20+12 = 14]>>124282Disarm: Probably against his better judgement, Silver tries to use his greatsword to knock the revolver out of his claw again.
>>124284>>124285It pressed against his claw, but fails to break the grip
>>124278>>124268Iron and Midnight's turns
[1d6 = 5]>>124289>>124287Crit on Sword, miss on Dagger
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Z [1d6 = 6]>>124291This stabs into his chest, clearly hurting him
[1d20+6 = 10]
The Zebra is shot, twice, but limps on with bloody white clothes. He fires a shot towards Jubilosa
>>124293The 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
[1d20 = 5]>>124293Dark Star fires an arrow at the zebra.
>>124295Unfortunately, this misses
>>124286Iron pulls his head up, drinking the potion in full while holding Maakie at his mercy as a move action.
[1d8+1 = 2]<HealSpitting 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]>>124297Is 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 >>124298>>124297In the moment his aim is not good. His bullet grazes Iron and draws blood
>>124298It's more of a strangle attempt>>124299>>124300"Mmmmf!" was the sound Iron let out, now visibly exhausted yet still resolute on ending this battle.
>>124295>>124291Silver, Midnight, or Dark Star
>>124298Midnight looks at Maakie, and chooses to sunder the gun with her sword.
[1d20+9 = 15] [6d20 = 66]>>124301>>124303>>124304The gun is struck by Midnight's sword, and then knocked out of his claw by Silver
Maakie is not out nor tied up. But he can't fight back now
Rifles and pistols cackle as more shots fly towards the Zebra
[1d20 = 1]>>124306>>124307>>124304>>124301Bullets richochet against walls, causing disturbing sounds, but the Zebra is shot in the head and falls
Roll luck
>>124307>>124301"Hold him still, Iron, so we can tie him up!"
[2d5 = 5]>>124308>>124311>>124310"Gack!"
Maakie is hit with a ricocheting bullet
>>124308[1d20 = 10]<Luck>>124309Iron grunts something unintelligble, barely holding on through animalistic rage as he growls, squeezes and lays on top of Maakie.
>>124313>>124311Maakie is not tied up, and can certainly wiggle his way out
[1d20+4 = 17]>>124314Use Rope: Silver intends to correct that.
>>124315The good news: There is rope on him
The bad news: He's not the type to stay in bonds
>>124316>>124313>>124310Silver looks to his companions after the deed is done.
"Alright, so: leave him here while we advance and hope he does not escape, or deal with him before we go any further?"
[1d20+12 = 24]Maakie tries to wiggle out of rope
>>124317Loputu
"I know how to tie knots"
>>124318Silver tries to help keep Maakie pinned, seeing him attempt an escape.
"Go ahead, Loputu, we have him!"
>>124319>>124319>>124313Iron 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]>>124320Silver nods to Loputu to use the rope and tie Maakie up.
"Good colt. Show us what you can do."
[1d20+12 = 20]>>124322>>124321Maakie tries to wiggle out
>>124323>>124322>>124321Maakie 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
>>124324All 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.
>>124325Maakie is heavily injured and tied down. Both of his Zebras are out or dead, and no other enemies remain. Iron feels woozie
>>124324Silver 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."
>>124326Iron, 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
>>124329"You think it will hold until we are finished with rest of them?"
>>124328She stares back at him, pulling away a little
"You don't look so good. You *did* get shot. And stabbed. And stabbed again...."
>>124331Stopping 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.
>>124330Loputu
"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"
[1d20+7 = 9]>>124333Silver nods to Loputu and Blue Skies. To Blue Skies he responds.
"Good idea. Could you do me favor and do so? I need to tend to Iron."
>>124332Heal: Silver trots quickly over to Iron's position, and attempts to patch the earth pony up.
"Stay still, please."
>>124334Kek
>>124335Blue Skies pulls off the vest wholesale
>>124336>>124335It's hardly Silver's best work, though he stops
some of the bleeding
Jubilosa:
"I saw some other medical supplies in the Enfermeria"
>>124337"Any ideas?"
>>124332Silver gives Iron a shot of morphine for the pain.
>>124337>>124338Iron's breath is becoming shallower as his eyelids grew heavy. The native's everpresent scowl was softening as Silver tries his best to stop the bleeding.
[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.
>>124336>>124338Just 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
>>124341Silver looks to see if they have any other potions.
>>124340>>124339This time, Silver can stop the bleeding. There is still a bullet in Iron though.
Iron can feel the morphine kick in, numbing pain
>>124342There are more healing potions in the bag, and also more opiates
>>124343That’s basically the head skill for these characters, yes
>>124341>>124344Iron's motions relax as the substance does its work, finally letting him have some well deserved breaths. His eyelids were still threatening to close themselves, obviously confirming Undertoe's statement.
>>124338"Surgery? Pull the bullet out? I don't know"
>>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? >>124348>>124346Actually, I looked at the record and it turns out I rolled for the healing done by the potion, which should put Iron in the positive by +3
Silver should have 1 more unless more can be found
>>124349>>124346Silver helps Iron to sit up.
"Come on, buddy, you are not going to die."
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>>124350Although 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~"
>>124352Blue Skies
"At least now we know the morphine hasn't expired"
>>124352>>124353The old unicorn shakes his head, and tries to get the earth pony to sit down.
Whelp, ponies, I need to sleep now. Goodnight everyone! I love you! >>124354>>124353Unprepared for the old pony's
surprise attack, stumbles a bit back before falling on his rump. "Heey, I am not the enemeh~" the stallion slurs out before rubbing his left flank with his free hoof. "Owch..."
>>124357Iron 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."
>>124359Iron 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?"
>>124360Her eyes go wide, and she moves back just a little
>>124361Iron 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!"
>>124362She stands up, and backs away.
Slowly >>124363Iron squints some more, considering her movements more carefully. "...wait, why are you walking away?"
>>124365The stallion cocks his head in confusion at her sudden stop. "A-are you alright, Sandy?"
>>124366She smiles awkwardly
"Sure? I'm not sure you are, though"
>>124367Iron 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?"
>>124368She comes closer
"It'll be
fine" lacking confidence
She places a hoof on Iron, and rubs him
>>124369Iron 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.
>>124370She 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?
>>124372"I'm not sure you're coherent, Iron"
>>124373Iron 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"
>>124375Iron 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."
>>124364She 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”
>>124377Iron 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?"
>>124378“Sweetie, you’re high”
She pets some more
“I think you need some water”