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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>>123740"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."
>>123744"Hmm...what was last big event in world before you were captured?"
>>123749"Well, the war started. I think Tall Tales fell?"
>>123750Silver's eyes widen a bit.
"It...has been while. War has been over for short time, around one year. We lost."
>>123751She 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."
>>123753She squints her eyes slightly, and nods
"Unfortunate..."
Switching subjects
"You say you are working for the city against these monsters?"
>>123754He 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"
>>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."
>>123759She 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?"
>>123760"As far as I know, somewhat. Equestria has been split up into numerous Protectorates."
>>123761"Is there anything like the old government?"
>>123762He 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."
>>123763She 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."
>>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?"
>>123766Silver 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."
>>123767She 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?"
>>123769She blinks
"Alright... Do you need anything of me?"
>>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?"
>>123771"I can fight"
She says, looking straight at Silver
>>123772He nods.
"It is your choice. We will give you rifle, then."
>>123774He 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?"
>>123776Silver pulls a rifle off of Iron's unconscious form, and shows it to Undertoe.
>>123777She takes it off of Silver, grabbing it by the butt
>>123778>>123777She 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"
>>123779He looks a little surprised.
"You are quite knowledgable about that rifle."
>>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
>>123781He 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?"
>>123782She 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"
>>123783"I can give you Bits, if you need them. What do you need to purchase?"
>>123784"Food, boarding, transportation tickets. The basics" She says
>>123785He smiles at her.
"I will see what I can do to help you with what I have, Undertoe."
>>123786She 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"
>>123787He 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."
>>123788She 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?"
>>123791He 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."
>>123792She 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..."
>>123793He waves it off with a smiles.
"It is nothing to apologize for, trust me, I understand. Take those Bits with my blessing, Undertoe."
>>123794She seems to smile more
"Let me get those socks.."
She walks off, right past Silver
>>123795Silver feels quite nice, seeing her smile. He looks to the other present people to talk to.
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
>>123797Silver looks around for Meadows, realizing something he can do to help her.
>>123798Meadows 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
>>123799Silver 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."
>>123800She looks up at him
"Huh?"
She looks tired
"Oh? That would be great"
She sounds tired, too
>>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."
>>123802She 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!"
>>123803Silver smiles at the sight as he puts the flask away.
"Heh...heheh, it worked!"
>>123804She 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
>>123805Silver 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."
>>123806Reaching 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"
>>123807He nods, understanding that feeling at least in part.
"It is good to hear, Meadows. What is it you remember, now?"
>>123808"The orchard. My old home. The mountains beyond the valley"
>>123809He smiles, softly.
"That sounds very nice. Can you tell me about them?"
>>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
>>123811The old pony smiles more at hearing Meadows recount the tale of her home.
"It truly sounds amazing, Meadows."
>>123812She 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."
>>123813Silver looks at her, wondering is she is sorrowful at remember her home.
"...would you like hug, by any chance?"
>>123814She moves her head on top of her long neck, and looks back at Silver. She is visibly smiling, wide
"Yes. I would"
>>123815He takes a step forward, and wraps his forelegs around her long neck in a hug. It's in this moment where he privately amazes to himself about how nice it is to hug somepony who is roughly the same height as him.
>>123816Bit by bit... >>123817Maybe 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.
>>123816Kek
>>123818The 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.
>>123819Her ribs show, and she generally looks emaciated. Johann looks much the same.
>>123820They 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?"
>>123821She 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..."
>>123822He 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"
>>123824Can ponies play tomorrow?
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?"
>>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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>>123832Silver 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”
>>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."
>>123835She looks at him, with a very warm smile
“Thank you. This may still be a land of Harmony after all”
>>123836"What was conflict in Neighran, if I may ask?"
>>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”
>>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."
>>123839Khoi 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."
>>123841“Thank you.” She says, and she makes a slight bow, spreading her forehooves
>>123842Silver 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.
>>123844Silver nods.
"Perhaps it would be good idea for you to stay with prisoners, then."
The unicorn looks to the approaching Blue griffon.
>>123845She’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.
>>123847I 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.”
>>123848The 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