It looks like thinks are concluding in both the North, and in Baltimare
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>>125000
The GM might underestimate our ability to prolong
Spark's last action was to observe the situation where he is in relation to the scene.
The GM might underestimate our ability to prolong
Spark's last action was to observe the situation where he is in relation to the scene.
>>125001 →
Undertoe is still holding the lever action
Khoi has a gun, but it's burned. Looks like a loss
Jubilosa has the third rifle
White Sands has SIlver's own rifle
"Well, you might still want to go to the hospital. Just... before they show up"
>>124997 →
He would see Drie, the Lieutenant, getting up, looking like a giant, lanky, frozen and mummified deer corpse. He would see Brie fighting Zu Lang, who likewise looks like a giant, skinny stallion corpse with black, oily eyes. He would see concerned drones fleeing, and keeping their distance, while one continues to shoot at the alleged Owlbear monster
>>124992 →
He smiles. He almost has a blush
Undertoe is still holding the lever action
Khoi has a gun, but it's burned. Looks like a loss
Jubilosa has the third rifle
White Sands has SIlver's own rifle
"Well, you might still want to go to the hospital. Just... before they show up"
>>124997 →
He would see Drie, the Lieutenant, getting up, looking like a giant, lanky, frozen and mummified deer corpse. He would see Brie fighting Zu Lang, who likewise looks like a giant, skinny stallion corpse with black, oily eyes. He would see concerned drones fleeing, and keeping their distance, while one continues to shoot at the alleged Owlbear monster
>>124992 →
He smiles. He almost has a blush
>>125004
Iron nods at Sands before walking over to Jubilosa first.
"I am here to take away your metal," he proclaims, somewhat tired "...please."
Iron nods at Sands before walking over to Jubilosa first.
"I am here to take away your metal," he proclaims, somewhat tired "...please."
>>125008
Iron takes it. "Thank you for your cooperation," he offers with a nod as he saunters off to Undertoe next, relaying the same, somewhat pitiful demand.
Iron takes it. "Thank you for your cooperation," he offers with a nod as he saunters off to Undertoe next, relaying the same, somewhat pitiful demand.
>>125011
Iron sighs, blood-stained coat on himself. "Look, if you are caught with a gun, the police may panic," he explains "so it is better for me to take it because I am practically no threat."
Iron sighs, blood-stained coat on himself. "Look, if you are caught with a gun, the police may panic," he explains "so it is better for me to take it because I am practically no threat."
>>125013
Iron takes it as well before going towards Khoi.
"Hey, Khoi," he calls out before going to a low volume talk "We are leaving now. Come with me."
Iron takes it as well before going towards Khoi.
"Hey, Khoi," he calls out before going to a low volume talk "We are leaving now. Come with me."
>>125017
Yes. He nips the edge of Brie's legs and shoulder. It's not a great contact, and Brie is lucky to get the shorter fang, but there is some force to the bite. Brie takes 4 damage
Roll fortitude save
Brie can also attack next, as he is in single combat with the creature
>>125019
Spark and Onyx are tied for first, Spark is probably first
Yes. He nips the edge of Brie's legs and shoulder. It's not a great contact, and Brie is lucky to get the shorter fang, but there is some force to the bite. Brie takes 4 damage
Roll fortitude save
Brie can also attack next, as he is in single combat with the creature
>>125019
Spark and Onyx are tied for first, Spark is probably first
>>125025
Iron nods. "I understand," he retorts before sighing softly "I still need to go, so when you are done, meet me at The Watering Hole."
Iron nods. "I understand," he retorts before sighing softly "I still need to go, so when you are done, meet me at The Watering Hole."
>>125027
Iron turns towards Sands before craning his head back. "I will find somepony to treat me as soon as possible, so take your time." With that, he trots back to Sands, giving her a nod of readiness.
Iron turns towards Sands before craning his head back. "I will find somepony to treat me as soon as possible, so take your time." With that, he trots back to Sands, giving her a nod of readiness.
[1d20+5 = 21]
[1d20+7 = 12]
>>125038
He is hit, and damaged
But he swipes back, and bites back at the coal pony with the cloven hooves that extend from the lanky, burning body like the branches of a dead and burning tree
[1d20+7 = 12]
>>125038
He is hit, and damaged
But he swipes back, and bites back at the coal pony with the cloven hooves that extend from the lanky, burning body like the branches of a dead and burning tree
>>125040
"I will take that as 'yes'. Come on, there is something we need to do with Maakie, and you still need to get key from his person."
"I will take that as 'yes'. Come on, there is something we need to do with Maakie, and you still need to get key from his person."
[1d20+4 = 14]
[1d20+6 = 15]
>>125020
Can Brie attack with his sword with one hand, while throwing his last knife with the other?
[1d20+6 = 15]
>>125020
Can Brie attack with his sword with one hand, while throwing his last knife with the other?
>>125042
Iron blinks softly. "I am sorry, but I think the drug is wearing off, so I must decline your request unless you want a dead pony to carry instead," he offers to Silver. "I will entrust you with my share until I can come to fetch it at that tavern you stay at, if that is alright with you."
Iron blinks softly. "I am sorry, but I think the drug is wearing off, so I must decline your request unless you want a dead pony to carry instead," he offers to Silver. "I will entrust you with my share until I can come to fetch it at that tavern you stay at, if that is alright with you."
>>125048
Iron whispers back
"Just in case there is one from the group I worked for in the first place."
before returning to normal conversation. "Alright, let us go."
Iron whispers back
"Just in case there is one from the group I worked for in the first place."
before returning to normal conversation. "Alright, let us go."
[1d20+5 = 16]
>>125051
Brie feels fine
But he tries to bite at Brie again
>>125054
Silver walks into the hallway. He walks over the dress vest Maakie was carrying. He steps over the double barreled shotgun the Zebra dropped. He steps over first the dead zebra whose brains were shotout, then the Zebra who was stabbed and probably bled out. Then he finds Maakie
>>125052
They go
>>125051
Brie feels fine
But he tries to bite at Brie again
>>125054
Silver walks into the hallway. He walks over the dress vest Maakie was carrying. He steps over the double barreled shotgun the Zebra dropped. He steps over first the dead zebra whose brains were shotout, then the Zebra who was stabbed and probably bled out. Then he finds Maakie
>>125052
They go
>>125057
He is conscious, and looks over first to Undertoe, staring at her. Then Silver says his line, and he looks up to Silver. He tries to hold a grimace, though it starts to fall. He breathes heavily, in then out, and his beak opens
He is conscious, and looks over first to Undertoe, staring at her. Then Silver says his line, and he looks up to Silver. He tries to hold a grimace, though it starts to fall. He breathes heavily, in then out, and his beak opens
>>125057
>>125055
Iron stops as soon as he was about to go out the door, before turning back towards the hallyway to begin with and finally to Sands. "...on second thought," he starts off in a whisper only Sands could hear "I do not even trust the old pony..." With that, he does a big 180 and goes back in a wobble towards Silver's last known location. "We will have to hide the guns for the time being, so be sure to be on the lookout."
>>125055
Iron stops as soon as he was about to go out the door, before turning back towards the hallyway to begin with and finally to Sands. "...on second thought," he starts off in a whisper only Sands could hear "I do not even trust the old pony..." With that, he does a big 180 and goes back in a wobble towards Silver's last known location. "We will have to hide the guns for the time being, so be sure to be on the lookout."
>>125060
Maakie is more or less naked without the vest, though he has a tie, which has nothing in it. His hat fell off
He takes a ragged breath, and looks back over to Undertoe
"How could you? I thought you-"
She shuts him up by kicking him. Kicking him in a vulnerable area
"Ugh!"
He turns over, and winces in pain
>>125061
Hit
\r
Maakie is more or less naked without the vest, though he has a tie, which has nothing in it. His hat fell off
He takes a ragged breath, and looks back over to Undertoe
"How could you? I thought you-"
She shuts him up by kicking him. Kicking him in a vulnerable area
"Ugh!"
He turns over, and winces in pain
>>125061
Hit
\r
>>125062
Silver looks inside the hat.
"I suppose I should ask same, why you would turn to supporting these Maarists."
Silver looks inside the hat.
"I suppose I should ask same, why you would turn to supporting these Maarists."
>>125065
The hat only has a handkerchief
"Ugh"
He pulls his rear limbs together as he winces in pain. It's a few seconds, but he responds to Silver
"I was not born into wealth or power. Just the chick of a simple hatter, well beneath the wealthy of the wealthiest city on the planet. I had to work to get where I am... where I was. Hard. I did my military service with the Republican Navy. I fought in skirmishes against pirates. I distinguished myself and achieved the rank of officer without an aristocratic title. I worked in entrepôt and found I had a knack for making deals, and got to work with ship captains from Hippogriffia to Nimbusia to Olenia. You want to criticize my methods? Dealing in smuggling, trafficking? I did nothing the wealthiest merchants didn't do. They smuggle and step on those beneath them, who were not clever and lucky enough. But I made my own luck. I did nothing they did not do, at least until I came to Equestria. Your land of Harmony. That's when I started to learn from the Equestrians. You say you want to welcome in creatures from all realms, and extend friendship to them. But when they come they are poor, and like so many sheep for fleecing. So your aristocrats and industrialists exploit them. I participated in this, yes, but it is little different. I play the same game as them. I supported Maarists? What of the Princesses, who ignored ships filled with immigrants, and who let those without papers live and work in Equestria - paying back their smugglers, and making more want to come here. Did they not help the process? Did they not bring in so many more to become victims to gangs, to crowded factories, to tenements, gangs and religious groups the public finds unsavory?
I did not ask to be born into this world, which plays this game. Do not blame me for playing it well."
The hat only has a handkerchief
"Ugh"
He pulls his rear limbs together as he winces in pain. It's a few seconds, but he responds to Silver
"I was not born into wealth or power. Just the chick of a simple hatter, well beneath the wealthy of the wealthiest city on the planet. I had to work to get where I am... where I was. Hard. I did my military service with the Republican Navy. I fought in skirmishes against pirates. I distinguished myself and achieved the rank of officer without an aristocratic title. I worked in entrepôt and found I had a knack for making deals, and got to work with ship captains from Hippogriffia to Nimbusia to Olenia. You want to criticize my methods? Dealing in smuggling, trafficking? I did nothing the wealthiest merchants didn't do. They smuggle and step on those beneath them, who were not clever and lucky enough. But I made my own luck. I did nothing they did not do, at least until I came to Equestria. Your land of Harmony. That's when I started to learn from the Equestrians. You say you want to welcome in creatures from all realms, and extend friendship to them. But when they come they are poor, and like so many sheep for fleecing. So your aristocrats and industrialists exploit them. I participated in this, yes, but it is little different. I play the same game as them. I supported Maarists? What of the Princesses, who ignored ships filled with immigrants, and who let those without papers live and work in Equestria - paying back their smugglers, and making more want to come here. Did they not help the process? Did they not bring in so many more to become victims to gangs, to crowded factories, to tenements, gangs and religious groups the public finds unsavory?
I did not ask to be born into this world, which plays this game. Do not blame me for playing it well."
>>125066
Silver ponders where he might have kept his key, or where Blue might have left his vest, if she didn't take it with her.
Silver ponders where he might have kept his key, or where Blue might have left his vest, if she didn't take it with her.
>>125070
"Maybe in a few ways, but it's the same in principle. Do what you can to get ahead."
Silver checks the vest, and has some results, mostly in the inner pockets:
A closed paper note
A somewhat ornate derringer pistol
A Nova Griffonian Passport
Bullets to his Magnum - 6
New Mareland Currency - Bits: 150
Imperial Currency - Crowns: 20
Two cigars
A ring
A dry-cleaners ticket
A flip lighter, looks golden
A Kris (Maarite) Dagger
A Golden Stopwatch
And yes, a Key ring
\r
"Maybe in a few ways, but it's the same in principle. Do what you can to get ahead."
Silver checks the vest, and has some results, mostly in the inner pockets:
A closed paper note
A somewhat ornate derringer pistol
A Nova Griffonian Passport
Bullets to his Magnum - 6
New Mareland Currency - Bits: 150
Imperial Currency - Crowns: 20
Two cigars
A ring
A dry-cleaners ticket
A flip lighter, looks golden
A Kris (Maarite) Dagger
A Golden Stopwatch
And yes, a Key ring
\r
>>125071
"As somepony who got ahead today by not foalnapping people, using them as slave labor, sacrificing them to resident chaos deity who lives in your attic, skinning them and turning their hides into fur coats and leather book covers, and then feeding remains to your gnolls...I beg to differ."
He takes everything he can find.
>>125059
Silver notices Iron.
"Ah, good, you are back! Mind helping me drag our 'friend' down to garbage chute, or are you just here for safe key?"
"As somepony who got ahead today by not foalnapping people, using them as slave labor, sacrificing them to resident chaos deity who lives in your attic, skinning them and turning their hides into fur coats and leather book covers, and then feeding remains to your gnolls...I beg to differ."
He takes everything he can find.
>>125059
Silver notices Iron.
"Ah, good, you are back! Mind helping me drag our 'friend' down to garbage chute, or are you just here for safe key?"
>>125072
"We also salvaged their emotions to be regurgitated as a love drug for Equestrians - They sorely want it. Are you condemning me for being resourceful and efficient?"
Silver takes it all, evidently
Mala ducks out
"We also salvaged their emotions to be regurgitated as a love drug for Equestrians - They sorely want it. Are you condemning me for being resourceful and efficient?"
Silver takes it all, evidently
Mala ducks out
>>125073
"I am condemning you for your sociopathy, lack of empathy, and your lack of moral code. No matter what arguments you might make in favor of 'getting ahead', know this: it still did not do you any good in end. We are still standing. You are not."
Silver lets Mala go, if he so chooses.
"I am condemning you for your sociopathy, lack of empathy, and your lack of moral code. No matter what arguments you might make in favor of 'getting ahead', know this: it still did not do you any good in end. We are still standing. You are not."
Silver lets Mala go, if he so chooses.
>>125072
Iron simply nods, opting to walk besides him and grabbing Maakie with his mouth to help drag
Iron simply nods, opting to walk besides him and grabbing Maakie with his mouth to help drag
>>125074
"So it is. Then I will take pride in lasting longer than many others. Competition, old role models. Your Princesses and Elements. Life is not a game anyone walks away alive from"
When he finishes, he returns to scowling at Undertoe
Mala was hiding behind Silver, not leaving
>>125076
>>125075
Mala:
"At the center of this hallway, the stairwell leads down to the basement, then follow the tunnel"
"So it is. Then I will take pride in lasting longer than many others. Competition, old role models. Your Princesses and Elements. Life is not a game anyone walks away alive from"
When he finishes, he returns to scowling at Undertoe
Mala was hiding behind Silver, not leaving
>>125076
>>125075
Mala:
"At the center of this hallway, the stairwell leads down to the basement, then follow the tunnel"
>>125077
Iron nods tiredly, hoping Sands knows where to hide guns while he does some dirty work for Silver.
Iron nods tiredly, hoping Sands knows where to hide guns while he does some dirty work for Silver.
>>125078
>>125079
Mala walks down
"I don't think police will have come down here yet..."
Undertoe follows in the rear, kicking Maakie again before he is picked up, causing him to howl in pain
As they are carrying him down the stairs, Maakie turns his head back, trying to speak to the creatures
He speaks to Mala
"You. I know you your name is.... what was it... was it Tireja? Ah! Mala Mata, that's it!"
Mala moves forward, out of view though.
He speaks to Iron
"How much are they paying you? I can do better"
>>125079
Mala walks down
"I don't think police will have come down here yet..."
Undertoe follows in the rear, kicking Maakie again before he is picked up, causing him to howl in pain
As they are carrying him down the stairs, Maakie turns his head back, trying to speak to the creatures
He speaks to Mala
"You. I know you your name is.... what was it... was it Tireja? Ah! Mala Mata, that's it!"
Mala moves forward, out of view though.
He speaks to Iron
"How much are they paying you? I can do better"
>>125080
Iron simply shakes his head. "I would have considered it if you did not struggle before, beaked one," he responds "negotiation time is over."
Iron simply shakes his head. "I would have considered it if you did not struggle before, beaked one," he responds "negotiation time is over."
>>125081
"heheh, never be afraid to seize an opportunity. Do you know what I am offering here? Name a price. Name it! I'll double it!"
"heheh, never be afraid to seize an opportunity. Do you know what I am offering here? Name a price. Name it! I'll double it!"
>>125083
Iron can't feel the pain, but he can feel something is off, where he has been shot
>>125078
>>125083
Undertoe punches him
They carry him down like a pig on a Barbeque, down the stairs, then into the tunnel, down the tunnel and cutting through the boiler room where different griffins are still tied up or lie dead on the floor, then through the hallway and into the old, very old stone room where Jubilosa and Loputu were found. On the wall, there is the garbage chute
Iron can't feel the pain, but he can feel something is off, where he has been shot
>>125078
>>125083
Undertoe punches him
They carry him down like a pig on a Barbeque, down the stairs, then into the tunnel, down the tunnel and cutting through the boiler room where different griffins are still tied up or lie dead on the floor, then through the hallway and into the old, very old stone room where Jubilosa and Loputu were found. On the wall, there is the garbage chute
>>125084
Lightly scratching his shot area with his hoof, Iron turns to Silver, expecting him to send the other.
Lightly scratching his shot area with his hoof, Iron turns to Silver, expecting him to send the other.
>>125091
>>125090
He is propped up by Iron, Undertoe tries to place her claws to have a part in shoving him in, and is pressed and shoved face first by Silver
"Wait! No! - Ahhh!"
He falls down, head first yelling into the chute, with a smash and rustle of moving bones, followed by a second smash and rustle as the rest of his body meets the pile
He is seen no more
>>125090
He is propped up by Iron, Undertoe tries to place her claws to have a part in shoving him in, and is pressed and shoved face first by Silver
"Wait! No! - Ahhh!"
He falls down, head first yelling into the chute, with a smash and rustle of moving bones, followed by a second smash and rustle as the rest of his body meets the pile
He is seen no more
>>125092
Silver looks down into the chute.
"I hope you and your friends can get reacquinted. You will have plenty of time to chat."
Silver looks down into the chute.
"I hope you and your friends can get reacquinted. You will have plenty of time to chat."
>>125093
Silver can see bones and skulls, and the griffin, face first and squirming trying to readjust himself. His white feathers and the white bones make it easier to see in the darkness, but there is no light in that putrid chute but what slips past Silver's head from the room. When he closes it, it will be pure, stuffy blackness
Silver can see bones and skulls, and the griffin, face first and squirming trying to readjust himself. His white feathers and the white bones make it easier to see in the darkness, but there is no light in that putrid chute but what slips past Silver's head from the room. When he closes it, it will be pure, stuffy blackness
>>125096
Undertoe goes over, and gives her own glance. But she moves her head back, almost vomits by what she sees behind it. It closes down noisily
Undertoe goes over, and gives her own glance. But she moves her head back, almost vomits by what she sees behind it. It closes down noisily
>>125096
Iron tries to pick up the key, but can't seem to stick it to his hoof before looking at Silver somewhat sheepishly.
Iron tries to pick up the key, but can't seem to stick it to his hoof before looking at Silver somewhat sheepishly.
>>125099
Iron does so, lazily letting the keyring hang on his tongue. He proceeds to trot back where he thought that safe was.
Iron does so, lazily letting the keyring hang on his tongue. He proceeds to trot back where he thought that safe was.
>>125101
Silver nods, and motions for her to follow him.
"Come, we need to get something for Johann, and that Skynavian mare we rescued."
He makes his way back towards where they found Zwolf, to get a couple vials of changeling honey.
Silver nods, and motions for her to follow him.
"Come, we need to get something for Johann, and that Skynavian mare we rescued."
He makes his way back towards where they found Zwolf, to get a couple vials of changeling honey.
>>125102
To the end of the room, on what is now the right.
Mala peels off to the left, to his old room
Undertoe enters the location with the cells and the smashed cocoons
"What is this place?"
To the end of the room, on what is now the right.
Mala peels off to the left, to his old room
Undertoe enters the location with the cells and the smashed cocoons
"What is this place?"
>>125103
"This is where they 'salvaged emotions' of those they captured. We rescued Meadows in this very room. We need to give Johann and that Skynavian mare their emotions back."
Silver looks around for a couple vials of changeling honey.
"This is where they 'salvaged emotions' of those they captured. We rescued Meadows in this very room. We need to give Johann and that Skynavian mare their emotions back."
Silver looks around for a couple vials of changeling honey.
>>125101
Iron can't but smile with the keyring to the mouth as he stares at the safe.
"I will beat you, metal box!" he proclaims before looking at the key then back at the safe, wondering how this works.
Iron can't but smile with the keyring to the mouth as he stares at the safe.
"I will beat you, metal box!" he proclaims before looking at the key then back at the safe, wondering how this works.
>>125107
Assuming Silver still has one in his bags, this is just what the doctor ordered. He collects it and leaves, looking in Mala's room to see what he's doing.
Assuming Silver still has one in his bags, this is just what the doctor ordered. He collects it and leaves, looking in Mala's room to see what he's doing.
>>125110
Silver steps backwards slightly in embarassment.
"Oh! Uh...collecting your possessions? I am sorry. Take whatever time you need, Mala."
Silver steps backwards slightly in embarassment.
"Oh! Uh...collecting your possessions? I am sorry. Take whatever time you need, Mala."
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[1d5 = 2]
>>125117
The fluffy gnoll hugs him. He has a sort of dog-like odor to him. But he seems happy, very happy
>>125117
The fluffy gnoll hugs him. He has a sort of dog-like odor to him. But he seems happy, very happy
>>125120
Iron squints his eyes at the safe being so stubborn before huffing and trying the third key.
Iron squints his eyes at the safe being so stubborn before huffing and trying the third key.
[1d4 = 3]
>>125122
The gnoll is hugged, fluffy in some areas and course haired in most others. He doesn't seem to have been injured or burned in any of the battles, though he has some blood on him
>>125122
The gnoll is hugged, fluffy in some areas and course haired in most others. He doesn't seem to have been injured or burned in any of the battles, though he has some blood on him
>>125124
Iron grits his teeth as he almost tears through the keyhole and tries the fourth key.
"...you better work, fourth metal shape..."
Iron grits his teeth as he almost tears through the keyhole and tries the fourth key.
"...you better work, fourth metal shape..."
>>125123
Silver pets the gnoll on the top of his head, right between the ears.
"We should get back to others, if you are done collecting your possessions."
Silver pets the gnoll on the top of his head, right between the ears.
"We should get back to others, if you are done collecting your possessions."
[1d3 = 1]
>>125126
"Alright..."
He turns his head towards the area where Silver entered the basement. That first room, where they found Khoi Lua
"Should I go see them a last time?"
>>125126
"Alright..."
He turns his head towards the area where Silver entered the basement. That first room, where they found Khoi Lua
"Should I go see them a last time?"
>>125128
Grinding his teeth in frustration, Iron takes out the fourth key and looks at it intently. "...I will not forget your betrayal, stupid metal thing."
With that, he turns his head to the fifth key. "You better open it or you will be next," he promises with venomous tone.
Thus, he tries the fifth key.
Grinding his teeth in frustration, Iron takes out the fourth key and looks at it intently. "...I will not forget your betrayal, stupid metal thing."
With that, he turns his head to the fifth key. "You better open it or you will be next," he promises with venomous tone.
Thus, he tries the fifth key.
>>125130
Click
It works!
Opening the safe, inside are
a number of papers that seem to be legal contracts,
A deed
Bond papers
A paper note with some numbers written on it
An envelope with some photographs in it
a vial of what looks like changeling honey,
gemstones
a small marble idol
more than one stack of Equestrian bank notes
some foreign currency
a bracelet
and a pink potion
>>125133
He wags his tail, and moves as Silver pats him
"No point in saying goodbye..."
Click
It works!
Opening the safe, inside are
a number of papers that seem to be legal contracts,
A deed
Bond papers
A paper note with some numbers written on it
An envelope with some photographs in it
a vial of what looks like changeling honey,
gemstones
a small marble idol
more than one stack of Equestrian bank notes
some foreign currency
a bracelet
and a pink potion
>>125133
He wags his tail, and moves as Silver pats him
"No point in saying goodbye..."
>>125134
Iron's eyes shimmer in surprise at all the potential money in the safe, quickly picking the gemstones, marble idol, the Equestrian Bank Notes and the bracelet in a greedy rush of energy and placing them on the desk not so far from him.
After that, he decides to check the deed out of curiosity.
Iron's eyes shimmer in surprise at all the potential money in the safe, quickly picking the gemstones, marble idol, the Equestrian Bank Notes and the bracelet in a greedy rush of energy and placing them on the desk not so far from him.
After that, he decides to check the deed out of curiosity.
>>125139
"Well, there's"
He looks down, and starts to play with his paws, pressing them one against the other. He does not make eye contact with Silver
"There are the bodies of griffins in the boiler room. And in the closet upstairs. And on the floor upstairs in the central atrium. And in the hallway in the other building. And up in the hallway... There are many of them. So many of them. If I could just... drag one away and hide it from the police for thirty minutes..."
"Well, there's"
He looks down, and starts to play with his paws, pressing them one against the other. He does not make eye contact with Silver
"There are the bodies of griffins in the boiler room. And in the closet upstairs. And on the floor upstairs in the central atrium. And in the hallway in the other building. And up in the hallway... There are many of them. So many of them. If I could just... drag one away and hide it from the police for thirty minutes..."
>>125140
Scratching his head at the things, he sets them ontop of the deed before looking at the paper with the numbers.
Scratching his head at the things, he sets them ontop of the deed before looking at the paper with the numbers.
>>125144
Silver keeps his voice low at a whisper.
"Three conditions: they have to be dead, you can not get found out, and you promise to make this your last of this particular meal."
Silver keeps his voice low at a whisper.
"Three conditions: they have to be dead, you can not get found out, and you promise to make this your last of this particular meal."
>>125145
There is one free floating black and white photograph. A griffin, female, with a hat topped with a flower carries an umbrella.
But the envelope shows something different. A Pony shakes hooves with a different pony, both in suits. Two cars meet, showing more ponies. Another photographs shows a pink mare doing something with a stallion. Another one shows the same pink mare and the same stallion.... well, it shows them doing things together
>>125146
He starts to light up, and smile
"What do you mean by 'last of this particular meal'?"
There is one free floating black and white photograph. A griffin, female, with a hat topped with a flower carries an umbrella.
But the envelope shows something different. A Pony shakes hooves with a different pony, both in suits. Two cars meet, showing more ponies. Another photographs shows a pink mare doing something with a stallion. Another one shows the same pink mare and the same stallion.... well, it shows them doing things together
>>125146
He starts to light up, and smile
"What do you mean by 'last of this particular meal'?"
>>125147
He thinks for a second, then waves it off.
"Nevermind. Just make sure they're dead, and that you do not get caught."
He thinks for a second, then waves it off.
"Nevermind. Just make sure they're dead, and that you do not get caught."
>>125147
Iron squints at the nasty, humming softly.
"I wonder why would a safe carry these kind of paintings," he muses before placing them on the other info pieces before looking intently at the changeling honey with a pensive expression.
"...what is that?" he wonders out loud as he pokes the vial.
Iron squints at the nasty, humming softly.
"I wonder why would a safe carry these kind of paintings," he muses before placing them on the other info pieces before looking intently at the changeling honey with a pensive expression.
"...what is that?" he wonders out loud as he pokes the vial.
>>125151
Blinking softly, he places it inbetween the valuables and the info, unsure of what is its use before turning towards the pink potion instead.
Blinking softly, he places it inbetween the valuables and the info, unsure of what is its use before turning towards the pink potion instead.
>>125153
"Well he was off in a hurry" says Undertoe
But her effort to smile fails, and she turn dower again
>>125152
A bottle of glass with a kind of "crystal" structure, a heart shaped glass stopper, a pink liquid that seems less viscous than the pink jelly before, and no label but a singular "9" on the front
"Well he was off in a hurry" says Undertoe
But her effort to smile fails, and she turn dower again
>>125152
A bottle of glass with a kind of "crystal" structure, a heart shaped glass stopper, a pink liquid that seems less viscous than the pink jelly before, and no label but a singular "9" on the front
>>125154
Placing the pink potion in the middle portion, he finally decides to skim these legal contracts.
Placing the pink potion in the middle portion, he finally decides to skim these legal contracts.
>>125155
A contract for horseshoes, another for hats. One for iron and one for leather. And several shipping manifests and contracts
A contract for horseshoes, another for hats. One for iron and one for leather. And several shipping manifests and contracts
>>125156
Blinking softly, he plants them on the information table.
Having checked all the contents, Iron turns back to the whole loot, wondering what works best for him.
(If only I had anypony knowledgable to sort out the value of these things...) he thinks to himself
Blinking softly, he plants them on the information table.
Having checked all the contents, Iron turns back to the whole loot, wondering what works best for him.
(If only I had anypony knowledgable to sort out the value of these things...) he thinks to himself
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>>125159
Pondering for a bit, he splits the obviously valuable stuff he first out of the safe, knowing *they* had good value, before looking at the information, vials, documents and bonds, unsure of their purpose save from somewhat informed guesses.
Pondering for a bit, he splits the obviously valuable stuff he first out of the safe, knowing *they* had good value, before looking at the information, vials, documents and bonds, unsure of their purpose save from somewhat informed guesses.
Brie assess the situation and decides he doesn't like the odds, given what he's seen. I assume that the Lwetiko (lang wetiko) has been attacked by others by this point?
>>125164
No, he has not been. They have instead attacked a different Wetiko and successfully killed it with fire, although not before it was able to bite and swipe at Onyx, hurting him
Zu Lang is bleeding from several wounds and looks pretty wounded, but he's not quite out yet.
It's Brie's turn, and he may either attack or disengage
No, he has not been. They have instead attacked a different Wetiko and successfully killed it with fire, although not before it was able to bite and swipe at Onyx, hurting him
Zu Lang is bleeding from several wounds and looks pretty wounded, but he's not quite out yet.
It's Brie's turn, and he may either attack or disengage
>>125166
Spark and Onyx are present, yes.
The Changeling drones are still afraid to stick around and attack
Spark and Onyx are present, yes.
The Changeling drones are still afraid to stick around and attack
[1d20+6 = 20]
>>125167
"50 gold to whoever can set this on fire!" Brie says, drop/tossing the bomb to the ground between him and the wetiko. Rolling for accuracy. (BAB applied)
>>125167
"50 gold to whoever can set this on fire!" Brie says, drop/tossing the bomb to the ground between him and the wetiko. Rolling for accuracy. (BAB applied)
>>125168
And that is done. Does brie take another action with his turn?
The dynamite pack is thrown and lands decently near Spark and Onyx
And that is done. Does brie take another action with his turn?
The dynamite pack is thrown and lands decently near Spark and Onyx
[1d20+6 = 7]
>>125169
Hell yeah he does! Time for murder! Brie engages the wetiko.
"At first, I was impressed, but the surprise has faded. Lets see what you're made of!"
>>125169
Hell yeah he does! Time for murder! Brie engages the wetiko.
"At first, I was impressed, but the surprise has faded. Lets see what you're made of!"
>>125172
>>125178
Onyx stabs into the creature in what would be, were this a pony, his barrel. He slices upwards, meeting two wounds where brie had stabbed him. Somethat that resembles a blue internal organ pokes out, and there is red-purple blood - but not much, as it has a quality more akin to frozen meet. Zu Lang lets out a shriek that sounds like a pony one the other side of a valley - a distant, echoing quality.
It collapses, evidently dead... er
>>125178
Onyx stabs into the creature in what would be, were this a pony, his barrel. He slices upwards, meeting two wounds where brie had stabbed him. Somethat that resembles a blue internal organ pokes out, and there is red-purple blood - but not much, as it has a quality more akin to frozen meet. Zu Lang lets out a shriek that sounds like a pony one the other side of a valley - a distant, echoing quality.
It collapses, evidently dead... er
>>125179
"What from the bowels of Tartarus is that?" Brie exclaims. "No time like the present, I guess."
Brie moves to cut off the creature's head.
"What from the bowels of Tartarus is that?" Brie exclaims. "No time like the present, I guess."
Brie moves to cut off the creature's head.
>>125180
This is probably a good idea
Brie cuts down into thick, leathery flesh, but cuts it off despite the increased resistance. The head is much larger than a normal head, and the eyes are perhaps not "healed," but it's as if the substance is self-sealing from the wound
This is probably a good idea
Brie cuts down into thick, leathery flesh, but cuts it off despite the increased resistance. The head is much larger than a normal head, and the eyes are perhaps not "healed," but it's as if the substance is self-sealing from the wound
[1d20-2 = -5]
>>125181
Brie would like to roll an investigation check, in an attempt to understand what he's seeing
>>125181
Brie would like to roll an investigation check, in an attempt to understand what he's seeing
>>125182
Brie can't really tell what the hell it is.
The best guess is a decapitated head of a giant stallion, laid down over permafrost for a month. Dead, but it's too cold to decay.
Brie can't really tell what the hell it is.
The best guess is a decapitated head of a giant stallion, laid down over permafrost for a month. Dead, but it's too cold to decay.
>>125182
>>125178
>>125170
The wind picked up long ago, but now a very light snow starts to fall, blown around in the wind.
The Owlbear turns around, to start to leave. Drie's guard has flown away, leaving behind his carbine. The rifle is all that remains of a guard previously perched on the edge of the pit.
But then....
From out of the Pit, a head pokes up. Two black eyes on a frosted, black and purple chitin head. It's a changleing, albeit a giant one with discolored purplish chitin, and something in the creature's proportions makes it look more like a praying mantis than a Changeling drone.
"Major?"
It calls out, with an echoing voice, that sounds distant, as if it had been carried on the wind
>>125184
Not yet...
>>125178
>>125170
The wind picked up long ago, but now a very light snow starts to fall, blown around in the wind.
The Owlbear turns around, to start to leave. Drie's guard has flown away, leaving behind his carbine. The rifle is all that remains of a guard previously perched on the edge of the pit.
But then....
From out of the Pit, a head pokes up. Two black eyes on a frosted, black and purple chitin head. It's a changleing, albeit a giant one with discolored purplish chitin, and something in the creature's proportions makes it look more like a praying mantis than a Changeling drone.
"Major?"
It calls out, with an echoing voice, that sounds distant, as if it had been carried on the wind
>>125184
Not yet...
[1d3 = 1]
The creature now calls out,
"Snow Sprinter?"
The creature calls out in a mare's oice, like a mare looking for her fillie. What sounds so weird about it is that it sounds like the voice is coming from across the forest and echoing through trees. Not 100 feet away.
The creature now calls out,
"Snow Sprinter?"
The creature calls out in a mare's oice, like a mare looking for her fillie. What sounds so weird about it is that it sounds like the voice is coming from across the forest and echoing through trees. Not 100 feet away.
>>125194
Gawd, I sure hope that wasn't the damage for a bomb that size
Gawd, I sure hope that wasn't the damage for a bomb that size
>>125195
A cacophany of strange whispers fly on teh wind, surrounding Onyx. Strangely feminine in sound, they fly by, louder then quieter, some sounding like "get," "come" or other ponish words, some sounding foreign of a dialect Onyx has never heard.
Through all of this, Onyx stands strong
\r
A cacophany of strange whispers fly on teh wind, surrounding Onyx. Strangely feminine in sound, they fly by, louder then quieter, some sounding like "get," "come" or other ponish words, some sounding foreign of a dialect Onyx has never heard.
Through all of this, Onyx stands strong
\r
>>125195
>>125191
>>125190
The bomb falls down just short of the precipice, and after a couple seconds, explodes, with a giant BOOM sending dirt and snow flying through the air, as well as the lone rifle. The wave is visible in the air and disrupts the path of falling snow through a wide radius.
The mantis-Wetiko is not visible, having evidently fallen back into the pit
>>125191
>>125190
The bomb falls down just short of the precipice, and after a couple seconds, explodes, with a giant BOOM sending dirt and snow flying through the air, as well as the lone rifle. The wave is visible in the air and disrupts the path of falling snow through a wide radius.
The mantis-Wetiko is not visible, having evidently fallen back into the pit
>>125201
"I'm not betting that will be the last of it." Brie says, and retrieves his daggers from Lang's body while he has the chance.
"I'm not betting that will be the last of it." Brie says, and retrieves his daggers from Lang's body while he has the chance.
>>125204
Now, changelings peer in, to look from a distance
Looking into the pit, there's the creature. It's a Changeling drone alright, but much larger, even if its legs are no wider. It's eyes are black, and its chitin distorted a purple color. But it is alive, pressing, trying to get up, a half-cut wing twitching
Now, changelings peer in, to look from a distance
Looking into the pit, there's the creature. It's a Changeling drone alright, but much larger, even if its legs are no wider. It's eyes are black, and its chitin distorted a purple color. But it is alive, pressing, trying to get up, a half-cut wing twitching
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