In the North, Spark has encountered a new tribe of creatures, who are eager to take him as an emissary between cultures. In the south, Iron sleeps off his wounds, with dreams of a new life for himself and a certain zebra. Silver tries to settle in those he saved from the cultists into their own lives. Fantasy play establishes herself in Baltimare, and she too, has encountered cultures unknown to her before. As they all search for normalcy, it remains to be seen just what dangers await beyond the horizon
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>>128998 →
>>128996 →
She smiles
"He sleeps all day, yes? That is a good life for a cat. I wish I had that." She comes a little closer
"He's your familiar, you say? I figured you did not come here just to talk about cats"
>>128999 →
"Oh, yes. I am okay now" She says, sitting there
>>128996 →
She smiles
"He sleeps all day, yes? That is a good life for a cat. I wish I had that." She comes a little closer
"He's your familiar, you say? I figured you did not come here just to talk about cats"
>>128999 →
"Oh, yes. I am okay now" She says, sitting there
>>129001
"Hmm...if I may, I have noticed you have been trying to keep your emotions almost muted. Does it have to do with your transformation?"
"Hmm...if I may, I have noticed you have been trying to keep your emotions almost muted. Does it have to do with your transformation?"
>>129003
Her eyes widen
"We follow The Great Vehicle, which teaches us that relief from all suffering comes from complete control of self, and minimization of worldly desires. To follow the virtues of giving, discipline, patience, meditation, and transcendent wisdom"
She looks down
"But yes. I suppose it is ultimately because of the transformation"
Her eyes widen
"We follow The Great Vehicle, which teaches us that relief from all suffering comes from complete control of self, and minimization of worldly desires. To follow the virtues of giving, discipline, patience, meditation, and transcendent wisdom"
She looks down
"But yes. I suppose it is ultimately because of the transformation"
>>129001
"Yes, that's right. I have to buy material components for my spells. I'm looking for these things specifically," then Fantasy proceeded by telling the catlady that she needed these things:
A small square of silk.
A parchment rolled up into a small cone.
A bit of fleece.
A clear crystal or mineral prism.
A short piece of copper wire.
A bit of wool or a small lump of wax.
An eyelash encased in a bit of gum arabic.
Also, should I get two or more sets of these things or are they are they not used up when using a spell?
"Yes, that's right. I have to buy material components for my spells. I'm looking for these things specifically," then Fantasy proceeded by telling the catlady that she needed these things:
A small square of silk.
A parchment rolled up into a small cone.
A bit of fleece.
A clear crystal or mineral prism.
A short piece of copper wire.
A bit of wool or a small lump of wax.
An eyelash encased in a bit of gum arabic.
Also, should I get two or more sets of these things or are they are they not used up when using a spell?
>>129007
"More you say? Mmm. Well, remind me after we have bought these. How much will these materials cost?"
"More you say? Mmm. Well, remind me after we have bought these. How much will these materials cost?"
>>129004
I'm looking forward to the in-game discussion of Kirin religion:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CpBgy9woV4A
>>129003
>>129008
Silver is a trained psychiatrist
I'm looking forward to the in-game discussion of Kirin religion:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CpBgy9woV4A
>>129003
>>129008
Silver is a trained psychiatrist
>>129008
She looks down at the floor. She must have cleaned it while Silver was gone, because the tile is spotless
"It can... sometimes. But normally no. Not physically. You do not feel the fire. It is like you are the fire. You lose control of yourself, and are fluttered about. It is a feeling of power. And of powerlessness."
>>129009
She raises what would be her eye brows
"For these? For you? I can do 60 bits for a young mare like you"
She looks down at the floor. She must have cleaned it while Silver was gone, because the tile is spotless
"It can... sometimes. But normally no. Not physically. You do not feel the fire. It is like you are the fire. You lose control of yourself, and are fluttered about. It is a feeling of power. And of powerlessness."
>>129009
She raises what would be her eye brows
"For these? For you? I can do 60 bits for a young mare like you"
>>129013
"Yes. It is something my father taught me, when I showed interest in ways of warrior. To be in control of your emotions, to wield them as surely as you wield your weapon, lest they be one to wield you. I do not always succeed."
"Yes. It is something my father taught me, when I showed interest in ways of warrior. To be in control of your emotions, to wield them as surely as you wield your weapon, lest they be one to wield you. I do not always succeed."
>>129016
"Perhaps," she gives the catlady a sideways smriky look.
"Thank you, I assume that will be 180 bits."
Fanatasy digs through her saddlebag.
"Perhaps," she gives the catlady a sideways smriky look.
"Thank you, I assume that will be 180 bits."
Fanatasy digs through her saddlebag.
>>129016
Silver puts a hoof on Khoi's shoulder.
"We will not always succeed. What is important is that we do not give up or give in when we do fail."
Silver puts a hoof on Khoi's shoulder.
"We will not always succeed. What is important is that we do not give up or give in when we do fail."
Is anypony here tonight?
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It looks like everypony is away.
(I'm a lurker)
(I'm a lurker)
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>>129029
Silver smiles at her.
"I am glad you survived, Khoi. You are good person. World needs more people like you."
Silver smiles at her.
"I am glad you survived, Khoi. You are good person. World needs more people like you."
>>129032
The unicorn looks off to the side, slightly embarassed.
"Oh I am not certain about that, but I appreciate it. Thank you."
He looks back to her.
"You mentioned 'Great Vehicle'. What is it?"
The unicorn looks off to the side, slightly embarassed.
"Oh I am not certain about that, but I appreciate it. Thank you."
He looks back to her.
"You mentioned 'Great Vehicle'. What is it?"
>>129033
“It is....” she looks up, around the room, and towards the ceiling, and eventually back towards Silver
“It is the spiritual path. The path to awakening. To the quenching of desire and emotion, and to helping others towards this awakening”
“It is....” she looks up, around the room, and towards the ceiling, and eventually back towards Silver
“It is the spiritual path. The path to awakening. To the quenching of desire and emotion, and to helping others towards this awakening”
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>>129041
Iron could not remember anything of his dreams the night before. Though he awoke with vague emotions of apprehension and terror and a vague feeling of needing to run while not being able, these were still far from him, and any associated mental images, if they ever existed at all, were erased from memory upon waking, as they so often are.
Not so this night. Iron finds himself under a full moon sky bespeckled with stars, though far more than he can remember ever seeing in the city sky. Before him is a campfire, with flame that rises higher than than the diameter and amount of wood on the fire would imply. From the fire emanates a smell of burning diesel, cloth, and feathers, and beyond it are the silhouettes of tall trees and undergrowth, that further away still morphs into the outlines of tenement buildings and stone apartment blocks.
Close to Iron, and shadowed from the moonlight by a tall tree, is what Iron perceives as White Sands. A little further down, and more visible in the fire and moonlight, is Black Cauldron
Iron could not remember anything of his dreams the night before. Though he awoke with vague emotions of apprehension and terror and a vague feeling of needing to run while not being able, these were still far from him, and any associated mental images, if they ever existed at all, were erased from memory upon waking, as they so often are.
Not so this night. Iron finds himself under a full moon sky bespeckled with stars, though far more than he can remember ever seeing in the city sky. Before him is a campfire, with flame that rises higher than than the diameter and amount of wood on the fire would imply. From the fire emanates a smell of burning diesel, cloth, and feathers, and beyond it are the silhouettes of tall trees and undergrowth, that further away still morphs into the outlines of tenement buildings and stone apartment blocks.
Close to Iron, and shadowed from the moonlight by a tall tree, is what Iron perceives as White Sands. A little further down, and more visible in the fire and moonlight, is Black Cauldron
>>129042
Iron stared at the fire, almost in a trance. His snout scrunched lightly at the familiar and disgusting stench, but nonetheless his face remained neutral, vacant from any expression as the flames flicker its warmth to him.
He remained seated, foreleg lightly hovering near it, as he glanced at both Cauldron and Sands, softly biting his lip as his body was still.
What to do was all he could think at the moment, echoing along the skeletal walls of his cranium, taunting him.
Iron stared at the fire, almost in a trance. His snout scrunched lightly at the familiar and disgusting stench, but nonetheless his face remained neutral, vacant from any expression as the flames flicker its warmth to him.
He remained seated, foreleg lightly hovering near it, as he glanced at both Cauldron and Sands, softly biting his lip as his body was still.
What to do was all he could think at the moment, echoing along the skeletal walls of his cranium, taunting him.
>>129043
Stretching his hoof towards it, the fire appears almost distant, though it burns with greater heat and intensity than the fuel would imply. For a moment, he almost sees a phantom. A small yellow pony prancing about the fire. But the phantom vanishes the moment he moves his eyes.
White Sands must be behind Iron relative to the fire. She must be, because there is no other way she would be so covered in shadow. Cauldron turns towards him, smiling as if ready to talk to him. Then Iron hears a loud sound. A gun shot. Then ringing. Neither Cauldron nor Sands react to it. Indeed the sound seems isolated to Iron himself. But Iron can hear it. Iron can hear it several times over.
Stretching his hoof towards it, the fire appears almost distant, though it burns with greater heat and intensity than the fuel would imply. For a moment, he almost sees a phantom. A small yellow pony prancing about the fire. But the phantom vanishes the moment he moves his eyes.
White Sands must be behind Iron relative to the fire. She must be, because there is no other way she would be so covered in shadow. Cauldron turns towards him, smiling as if ready to talk to him. Then Iron hears a loud sound. A gun shot. Then ringing. Neither Cauldron nor Sands react to it. Indeed the sound seems isolated to Iron himself. But Iron can hear it. Iron can hear it several times over.
>>129045
Iron's ears immediately fold as his eyes widened and breathing is cut short from the phantom before trying to follow it with his vision, only to disappear from his eyes. His breathing becomes ragged as he glances around in what he thinks is an inconspicuous fashion before letting a quick sigh of relief.
He glances towards Cauldron, offering her a soft, apprehensive smile before his ears shoot up from the familiar sound of metal bits flying and his eyes shoot open even further, glancing around the area.
Where are they, his mind demanded in a mix of shocked and confused rage as the shots continue, where are the ones that are threatening my group. I will [i][annihilate/i] them!
Iron's ears immediately fold as his eyes widened and breathing is cut short from the phantom before trying to follow it with his vision, only to disappear from his eyes. His breathing becomes ragged as he glances around in what he thinks is an inconspicuous fashion before letting a quick sigh of relief.
He glances towards Cauldron, offering her a soft, apprehensive smile before his ears shoot up from the familiar sound of metal bits flying and his eyes shoot open even further, glancing around the area.
Where are they, his mind demanded in a mix of shocked and confused rage as the shots continue, where are the ones that are threatening my group. I will [i][annihilate/i] them!
>>129046
No more gunshot sounds, and no more tricks of the mind. For a moment it's almost peaceful there, under the stars. Nothing but rocky outcropping in front of him around the fire, then undergrowth and trees beyond that, and behind him, then brick covered buildings beyond that.
No more gunshot sounds, and no more tricks of the mind. For a moment it's almost peaceful there, under the stars. Nothing but rocky outcropping in front of him around the fire, then undergrowth and trees beyond that, and behind him, then brick covered buildings beyond that.
>>129047
Although the perceived danger is gone, Iron stands there, battle ready as he forcefully grinds his teeth together. He stares straight into the tree hiding Sands with self-righteous contempt as steam flows out of his nostrils.
What are you hiding, he violently thinks to himself, face clearly expressing a seething hatred towards the massive log separating the fluffy mare from him. Why do you keep her hostage. Keep me hostage after what we did, huh?! Tell me!
Although the perceived danger is gone, Iron stands there, battle ready as he forcefully grinds his teeth together. He stares straight into the tree hiding Sands with self-righteous contempt as steam flows out of his nostrils.
What are you hiding, he violently thinks to himself, face clearly expressing a seething hatred towards the massive log separating the fluffy mare from him. Why do you keep her hostage. Keep me hostage after what we did, huh?! Tell me!
>>129048
He sees a thin white snout turn somewhat towards him, though not much else besides. He can smell champagne and cigarettes about her
He sees a thin white snout turn somewhat towards him, though not much else besides. He can smell champagne and cigarettes about her
>>129049
Iron pressed his teeth even harder at the lack of a response from the log trapping the mare he wishes to fully see. You think I am a joke to you, huh?! he thought, laser focused on that wooden prison. I am nothing to you?! Some loser that cannot do anything?! Is that it?!
The enraged stallion started to grind his hoof against the soil, ready to smash that provocative tree out of his sight. I am not a toy, you hear me?!
Iron pressed his teeth even harder at the lack of a response from the log trapping the mare he wishes to fully see. You think I am a joke to you, huh?! he thought, laser focused on that wooden prison. I am nothing to you?! Some loser that cannot do anything?! Is that it?!
The enraged stallion started to grind his hoof against the soil, ready to smash that provocative tree out of his sight. I am not a toy, you hear me?!
>>129050
No response, and not much visible. Just a blackish-green veil that looks almost like a swimmer covered in algae.
No response, and not much visible. Just a blackish-green veil that looks almost like a swimmer covered in algae.
>>129051
Iron gritted his teeth, staring daggers at the tree for a few tense seconds as his eyes began to turn slightly red, starting to slowly resemble his irises. I'll show you what for! he aggressively thought before slamming his head against the tree in futile desperation.
Iron gritted his teeth, staring daggers at the tree for a few tense seconds as his eyes began to turn slightly red, starting to slowly resemble his irises. I'll show you what for! he aggressively thought before slamming his head against the tree in futile desperation.
>>129052
Iron can feel his head going through something soft, then something hard. There is a loud "Yelp" and then silence, as the form falls down to the ground.
Iron can feel his head going through something soft, then something hard. There is a loud "Yelp" and then silence, as the form falls down to the ground.
>>129053
Iron snapped his eyes open, shocked to hear a yelp in the first place, as he quickly spun his head towards the falling form to look at it more clearly as his pent up rage slowly sizzled out.
Iron snapped his eyes open, shocked to hear a yelp in the first place, as he quickly spun his head towards the falling form to look at it more clearly as his pent up rage slowly sizzled out.
>>129054
Much of her is still covered in black and dark green. Some of her is now exposed, white fur. Iron can see her outline, and in particular, a big bulge in her normally thin, white belly. Blood seeps out of her head and mouth as she lays there, sprawled out and unmoving.
Much of her is still covered in black and dark green. Some of her is now exposed, white fur. Iron can see her outline, and in particular, a big bulge in her normally thin, white belly. Blood seeps out of her head and mouth as she lays there, sprawled out and unmoving.
>>129055
Iron remains unmoving, staring at the bloodied pony in disbelief. He slowly shakes his head, mouth hanging open in astonishment at what he's done.
Unable to bear the consequence of his actions after a few harsh, painful seconds, the stallion averted his gaze from the scene, bititng his lip harsh enough to spill blood. "I-I did not want it to end like this," he utters, voice wavering after each word as he found it difficult to see ahead of him with the forming tears in hie eyes. "I failed you."
Iron remains unmoving, staring at the bloodied pony in disbelief. He slowly shakes his head, mouth hanging open in astonishment at what he's done.
Unable to bear the consequence of his actions after a few harsh, painful seconds, the stallion averted his gaze from the scene, bititng his lip harsh enough to spill blood. "I-I did not want it to end like this," he utters, voice wavering after each word as he found it difficult to see ahead of him with the forming tears in hie eyes. "I failed you."
>>129056
She tries to say something back to Iron. It comes out as an incoherent whine. "Oh-way-seen-ah," is the best he can understand through a whining and barely breathing throat before she gags.
She tries to say something back to Iron. It comes out as an incoherent whine. "Oh-way-seen-ah," is the best he can understand through a whining and barely breathing throat before she gags.
>>129057
Iron shuts his eyes at Sands' pained sounds, paralyzed in place after what he did. "I'm not good enough for you," he mutters mostly to himself as he breathes erratically between sporadic sobs. "I-I... d-don't..." he trails off, too embroiled in his own loathing.
Iron shuts his eyes at Sands' pained sounds, paralyzed in place after what he did. "I'm not good enough for you," he mutters mostly to himself as he breathes erratically between sporadic sobs. "I-I... d-don't..." he trails off, too embroiled in his own loathing.
>>129058
Her appearance varies. Soft white fur over a suspicious bulge in her belly. Black plant matter - looks most like seaweed, but he can't tell - that covers her eyes and keeps them from looking at Iron. And on her legs... naked pink flesh with terrible black scars. She moves her legs about in evident pain.
She makes a strange sound, like she's trying to speak while inhaling. A "wrap" noise.
Her appearance varies. Soft white fur over a suspicious bulge in her belly. Black plant matter - looks most like seaweed, but he can't tell - that covers her eyes and keeps them from looking at Iron. And on her legs... naked pink flesh with terrible black scars. She moves her legs about in evident pain.
She makes a strange sound, like she's trying to speak while inhaling. A "wrap" noise.
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