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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[1d20+4 = 18]>>124631"I am going to turn your soul into Cerberus's chew toy!"
[1d20+8 = 22]>>124635Silver stabs forward into Oreo.
>>124640Iron 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+5 = 11]>>124642Oreo
barely moves aside
>>124641He's seriously hurt
But not out
He stabs Silver, or tries to
[1d20+5 = 14]>>124642>>124643Yeagar attacks Iron with a dagger
[1d20+8 = 20]>>124643Oreo's sword glances off of Silver's armor, doing nothing.
Silver stabs Oreo again.
>>124647Iron, 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+5 = 8]>>124647Silver runs him trough with his sword
He looks out, his eyes still with vengeful fury.... It slowly fades.
He falls to the ground when Silver pulls his sword out
>>124648Does not hit
Yeagar swipes at Iron again
[1d6+1 = 6][2d4+2 = 10]>>124637>>124639I'll roll damage for the absent Midnight
[1d20+8 = 15]>>124649Silver 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.
Iiron 8
Silver 20
Midnight 23
>>124651His eyes light up
"
You"
>>124651Hit
>>124648Iron can try for Yeagar again
>>124649No hit.
Iron tries his maneuver again.
[1d20+7 = 13]<Powered Melee Attack Roll >>124656>>124657Yeagar is bucked right in the chest, then stabbed through. He flies back and bleeds out, almost like a ragdoll, with no chance for final words
>>124658Should we stop here, and wait for Midnight to come back to finish?
>>124659Actually, have Dark Star make an attack at one of the creatures attacking Midnight
Then pause
[2d6 = 7]>>124663The griffin is stabbed by Midnight. Twice. Then shot with an arrow, is shocked, and falls down
Midnight stabby stabbys
S [1d20+7 = 17]
D [1d20+7 = 17]
[1d20+4 = 7]>>124665And now that I think about it, the pony was supposed to have an attack before Midnight
>>124665Hit Hit
[1d20+4 = 6]>>124667She is hurt, and staggers. Nevertheless,
she persists Should Silver roll Initiative to join, or...?
>>124669He can, although in theory this battle is going on as Silver and Iron are fighting Oreo and Yeager
>>124672Both hit, though the dagger only barely.
Roll damage
>>124674A stab in the chest, a slice on the lower jaw...
And she falls down
Midnight has defeated the immediate challenges
>>124675Silver 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>>124657Through 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
>>124678Iron creaks his neck. "Time to sleep, gullible ones!" he exclaims.
[1d20+2 = 11]<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."
>>124679>>124680>>124681Wait
Preference for type of enemy?
Ponies, griffins? Machettes versus knives?
>>124682Obviously, Iron wants the civvies turned mindless knife zombies. Not much aside from that.