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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>>124129He 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?"
>>124115>>124116Iron, seeing all the rifles being traded around, keeps note of who will he have to seek out and take back after this big attack in order to sell off later.
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?"
>>124136As 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
>>124131"We will figure it out."
He ruffles the colt's mane.
>>124138Silver looks over to Iron, now up and walking around.
"Good, you are up. I am impressed, not many ponies could get up so quickly after getting stabbed through chest like that."
>>124139Iron snorts softly. "I am
invincible," he proudly states while puffing his chest "at this point you should have no doubt."
>>124139He closes his eyes and his head is slightly pressed down as his mane is ruffled
>>124140>>124139White Sands, looking over at Iron, slowly nods. Khoi Lua, still sitting up, and with Jubilosa just now pulling away, also nods
>>124140Silver 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."
>>124142>>124141Iron lets out a little exhale over her unpuffing and nods.
>>124142Silver has six or so potions in his now unlatched bag
>>124143>>124144Indeed, when he looks, he looks concerned at the lack of potions.
"...where did potions go?"
Okay, it's time to figure out exactly how potions, healing and so forth will be distributed
>>124145Counts two missing
White Sands shrugs
>>124146How many did we have, again?
>>124147Originally about 8, 6 cure light wounds and 2 cure moderate wounds
[2d8+1 = 10]>>124148Both Silver and Iron are heavily injured, so no matter what they're each getting one of the cure moderate wounds potions. Speaking of...
>>124149Silver recovers around 11 HP from a cure moderate wounds potion
[1d8+1 = 4]>>124150And a cure light wounds potion...
[1d8+1 = 3]>>124152Taking one more, then I'll wait and see how everyone else is doing health-wise.
>>12415318 recovered, Silver is likely at around 40 HP
He feels
much better than he did before, and it hurts less to walk now
>>124154Rest of the potions are for everyone else. Silver is still not really in a good condition, but he'll survive for now.
>>124146Iron simply takes the potion Sands gave to him.
[1d8+1 = 9]>>124156Iron is left feeling less groggy than before, though still in pain
>>124157>>124156Silver continues to hold the cure moderate wounds potion out for Iron to take.
>>124158>>124157Iron glances down at the moderate cure wounds on display before looking up at Silver. "...did you pay for this?"
>>124159He 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."
>>124160With a shrug, Iron takes it and sips it up nonchalantly.
[2d8+2 = 12]>>124161He can feel the energy seep through him
>>124162Iron trots in place, warming his muscles up. "There we go," he mutters as the faint clip clop sound reverberate through the floor.
>>124163White Sands smiles. Khoi gives a softer smile, and nods
>>124164The smiles are a bit infectious, making Iron smile slightly, with the faintest of red tints on his cheeks.
>>124165Khoi: “You still have blood in you. Good”
>>124166Iron can't help but chuckle at this little comment. "I sure do, Khoi," he asserts confidently "all ready to bash some skulls."
>>124167She pulls up her rifle
“I suppose so.”
Undertoe comes closer, brandishing her rifle
boops all the little hoersies
>>124169Gah!
ScrunchesWelcome 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
>>124171Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Well, is Midnight already with everypony or?
>>124172Yes. Yes she is. Everycreature is in the hallway together
>>124173>everycreatureSorry, I suddenly have cancer.
>>124175>>124174Alright, let's get to this
>>124175Silver gives Midnight a cure light wounds potion.
"Here, drink up. We all need to be at our best for this."
>>124176Iron sniffs once at the air, waiting for the start.
>>124177Midnight looks at the vial
"Are you sure? I can take more hits than you would think, is there another one that could use it?"