Occupied Equestria is an RP campaign set in a post-Equestria Equestria, where the princesses are gone, as are the Elements of Harmony. Gone, temporarily at least, but not by any means forgotten.
New players are welcome.
Fantasy Play has a few "kitties" to cuddle with
Brie has a Changeling Queen to negotiate with
Iron has some gangsters to beat
Silver has some follow up to do
Amber is exploring her new home
Spark is either looking for forest demons, or negotiating the fate of a tribe of Wolves
Midnight has more cultists to kill
Onyx has a colt to look after
Dark Star has some communists to kill
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>>131984"Because they have boats and they can get supplies loaded up to you. Plus East Equestria is under their control."
>>131985"And where is this 'East Equestria'? Because we have had Changelings almost walk into our village."
>>131986"It is to the east, past the new changeling border."
>>131987"Well...." She looks away to the right, and a bit down to the ground.
"There was a built-in cupboard in the upstairs colt's room that was made a false back to hide in, at least for the colt. As for other secret passages... well, when they were renovating after the Hurricane, and moving much of the house higher so it would be above the waterline, and in-line with the new city regulations, well... they found some open spaces and a couple ladders... spaces between walls that were a little bigger than normal, maybe hidden rooms. As for ghost stories, I am not sure if there are many mansions as old as these that don't have those. There's an especially well known incident back in 894 where the Earl of Sunny Shores stayed for the night in the seaside guest room and ran screaming outside in the early morning. But it is, after all, just stories and rumors."
>>131988He looks at Spark a little while longer
"And what would they want?"
>>131990"Well, I haven't lived here. It's very grand and ornate, and extremely charming... though I think it would be a bit... 'empty' at night. I would keep a few candles on. But yes, there is a great bit of history here. This stateroom here, for instance, was the site of a chess game between Admiral White Cap and then-Minister of Finance Sapphire Saddle."
>>131992"Oh yes! It was rather intense, and is said to have escalated to a gun being drawn but... I rather forget the whole story..."
What are they up to now? Last I heard they were also banning communism >>131994"Oh, not in the old sense. Not traditionally... In Canterlot they insist on the difference. It's something a bit newer, based on trade and industry, and not knighthood or land ownership. 'New Money,' comparatively speaking. But it is Aristocracy in a real sense, and the best claim to aristocracy I think we have around here."
Go to discord. I want to speak to you >>131995Amber scratches at her mane.
"Well when everypony is so close together you have to have some means to know who's important. If adventuring and soldiering on land could get a pony nobility back in the day, I suppose sailing across the seven seas counts for somethin'." >>131996"Oh, it did. Look all around you and you can see the evidence"
The room has a table, and several leather chairs, besides a styled rug, wooden floor, and shelves with various curio's and books
>>131966He is pat, closing his eyes at the contact
"We were here for..." Mala closes his mouth, winces, then opens his mouth again to speak. But he does not complete his sentence
>>131998He gives Mala a worried look.
"You do not have to say if it makes you uncomfortable. It will not change my opinion of you either way."
>>131999Mala looks at Silver is answers him:
"Rêwîtiyek is buried there, out in the back. Under the flowers. Among others..."
Best pony noises >>132000Silver puts a foreleg around Mala, and gives him a side hug.
"Who is that?"
>>132001Mala is hugged, Silver's leg making contact with his short and course if kind of fluffy fur. He looks up at Silver with his big, black eyes
"I told you. He was the other Kaftar. He was killed when the soldiers came in, the day before the ceasefire."
>>132002Silver looks back, feeling hurt for the Kaftar gnoll who lost his friend, and who likely had to bury him himself.
"Oh...I am sorry, friend."
He gives Mala a squeeze.
>>132003Gnoll is squeezedHe feels a little fat. The air let out sounds a little like a yip. Mala doesn't say anything to the condolences for the loss of Rêwîtiyek, but instead asks:
"What are you doing with
him?"
>>132004Silver lets out a sigh.
"It might be naïve, but...I am letting him go. I do not believe he will get involved with trafficking and Maarists again after all of this."
>>132005Mala's eyes grow big and he moves back slightly
"But... I don't know... I don't think he would take his change in fortunes lightly"
>>132007"He's.... He's very concerned with who respects him... I don't know... I am afraid of him..."
>>132008He pets Mala to try to reassure him.
"Well, he had better not make me regret showing him trust and respect."
>>132009"But wasn't there a bounty?"
His ears go down, but he is pet.
>>132010"Yes. I will admit, his offer of payment makes this slightly easier decision, if he comes through."
>>132012"We will ask him about it. We did as he asked, he is in no position to deny us at this point. If he tries to stiff us, we can use what you know about what is hidden here as leverage."
>>132013"He would probably just leave the city, or even try to fight us..."
>>132014"He is in no state to fight or flee right now. Let us focus on this being respectful transaction for now. If things go wrong, we will handle it."
>>132015"Okay..." Mala says, compliant but not convinced
>>132016"Come, let us talk with Maakie about payment."
>>132018Silver goes with Mala back to where they last left Maakie.
>>132019Maakie is sitting on the couch, staring in the direction of the two as they enter. He stands up as they come closer
>>132020Silver nods to Maakie.
"Hello again. I do not mean to be rude, but we would like to settle issue of payment between us."
Silver pauses for a second as he remembers something, before pulling out both of Maakie's swords from his bags and offering them back to their original owner.
"Oh, and before I forget, I believe these belong to you."
>>132021Maakie takes both, and holds the larger sabre out, the one that Silver took from above his bed, and looks at it for a time. He looks back up to Silver
"What do you want?"
>>132022"You promised payment for bringing you to safety instead of turning you in for bounty. It would be greatly appreciated if you would provide it."
>>132023"I have nothing on me. You've robbed me of everything I own. I know merchants in Nova Griffonia. I can get money from then, if only you give me time."
>>132024Silver raises an eyebrow.
"That is not
exactly what you said before. And it is lot of trust to ask for..."
He looks at Maakie for a couple seconds, before slowly nodding.
"...alright. I will give you that trust, if you can agree to one condition."
>>132025[1d2 = 1]"As I have no other choice, pray tell"
>>132026"It is lot of trust to ask for in my field of work, promising to pay at later date while going to other country. You do seem to be griffon of honor, but even still, having something, even little something, in advance would do wonders to alleviate any fears on our part of you going to Nova Griffonia and simply not sending anything back. This is safehouse, after all. It would be incredibly foolish to not have
something stashed away here."
pic pleasealso sorry for being away>>131997Such opulence is overwhelming.
I've read so many books with this kind of opulence, but it's hard to prepare to see it in person… Amber looks around the room and asks,
"The wood looks so exotic. May I see what's on the shelves?" >>132027"Oh there's 'something' stashed away here alright, but it's not money. Your little friend there made sure to get to it first. This place was not intended to be a safe house, in any traditional sense. It is a property belonging to Boek that we used for other purposes. It serves as a safehouse now because there is no where else to go. You burst into my office and my apartment, and took away my love. You tore through my business of six years. Judging by your reluctance to talk about the Freisan address, I assume something must have happened to make that location unavailable. So what exactly do you expect?"
>>132028What pic?"Oh, sure. This is not the library though"
Just from a cursory glance, Amber can see a blue colored chine plate propped up with a pattern that seems to be tea leaves, a gold or brass lined leather covered book of the "Canterlot Tales," and a marble bust of some stallion Amber can't immediately identify
>>132029Amber turns her head back at the peacock-green mare.
"There's a library?" >>132031Uh... I guess when i stop and think about the room, I am probably projecting a room in a house owned by a professor I had in law school that he would sometimes host classes in. That room was probably technically a "library." I may also have been thinking of the Hearst Manor which I visited as a child. The room wouldn't be Victorian, but an older style. Georgian era. Think of a room the purpose of which is to receive guests from the foyer, but isn't the primary library or living room. Maybe something like a smoke room, or a writing room...>>132030"Oh yes. A grand library, with thousands of books."
>>132032"He found the shotguns, didn't he?"