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Occupied Equestria - The Thread That Came Late
Anonymous
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No.133503
133504 133506 135124
In Changelingia (West Equestria), Brie gains the support of a Changeling queen for his endeavors. Spark is doing his best to help an ill Wolf spiritual leader.

In Free Equestria (East Equestria), Iron is trying to intimidate a group of criminal griffin interlopers. Fantasy Play is helping to shut down an Anarchist press. Silver is helping his new household. Amber Sunset is walking through the city, and Dark Star has just finished helping the orphans.
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Anonymous
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No.135290
135291
>>135289
Iron's head tilts softly at the griffin's appearance, unsure of its intentions as he could've easily tried to attack Sands right about now.
Anonymous
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No.135291
135294
>>135290
He speaks in accented ponish
"Uh, what do you want?!"
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.135292
135293
>>135287
"Alright. May we head out, or are you currently busy?"
Anonymous
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No.135293
135295
>>135292
She blinks
"Oh, you want me to take you there. Uh, I suppose I could."
Anonymous
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No.135294
135296
>>135291
Iron puts on a far more intimidating posture, walking towards the griffon. "It is a simple message," he confidently asserts "of who is the one ruling this area. You understand what I am saying so far?"
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.135295
135296
>>135293
He smiles sheepishly.

"Oh! Sorry, I did not mean to suggest that. I can find my own way there, if you can show me where to go."
Anonymous
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No.135296
135297 135298
>>135294
He wears a black suit. The hair on his head (short as it is) implies usual hat wearing

"I am a, I am a simple accounting griffin, you see. No harm done."

>>135295
"Well for jewelry, there's a specific shop in east side I recommend." she whispers directions
Anonymous
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No.135297
135299
>>135296
"What sort of accountant has got armed guards inside his premises?" Iron presents, not being actually sure about how rare that is.
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.135298
135300
>>135296
Silver nods, and offers her a hoofshake.

"Thank you so much, Cauldron."
Anonymous
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No.135299
135301
>>135297
"An important one" He says, seeming to smile
Anonymous
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No.135300
135302
>>135298
She gives accepts the hoof shake. Her shake is strong, and she tries to not be the first to break off
Anonymous
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No.135301
135303
>>135299
(...I suppose,) Iron thought before closing the distance between heads further. "I know that you are working for the recently moved out griffon family from Manehattan," he reveals "now drop the act."
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.135302
135303
>>135300
Silver is surprised at this, but pleasantly so. He breaks it off first before it gets awkward.

"Tell Iron hello for me, would you?"
Anonymous
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No.135303
135304 135308
>>135301
The smile fades
"Well, you got this far. So say it."

>>135302
She smiles
"I will"
Anonymous
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No.135304
135305 135306
>>135303
"I will keep it simple," Iron starts. "Do not mess with the Waterfront Gang. Try to impede our operations, and you will be dealt with in a far worse manner than the griffons downstairs."
Anonymous
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No.135305
135306
>>135304
[1d20+9 = 19]<Intimidate roll
Anonymous
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No.135306
135307
>>135304
>>135305
"What... what happened to those downstairs?"
[1d3 = 3]
Anonymous
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No.135307
135309
>>135306
"Nothing big," Iron reassures dismissively as he glanced away, making sure to show off his wounds to see how hard they tried to stop him "I just forcibly made them go to sleep, since this is simply a reminder of who owns the area."
This was followed with Iron's now far more grim expression. "But, if you really want to be an example of how ruthless our ponies can be, I can show you."
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.135308
135309
>>135303
Silver bids her goodbye, leaves the bar, and heads for the shop she directed him to.
Anonymous
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No.135309
135310 135311
>>135307
He pauses, as if in contemplation
"And who owns this?"

>>135308
Silver walks some ways, to go into a shop marked as gold and jewelry. There are several display cases of jewelry, and a rather large and old griffin behind the counter with a bald white head and an inspecting glass
Anonymous
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No.135310
>>135309
"I have told you already," Iron replied, keeping his stoic look "it's the Waterfront Gang."
(At least I can see that he is scared enough that his mind is almost in a panicked haze.)
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.135311
135312
>>135309
Silver speaks up to get the griffon's attention.

"Hello there. I was directed here by Black Cauldron, she said you could get me good price on jewelry I am looking to sell."
Anonymous
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No.135312
135316
>>135311
"So she did" He smiles, looking rather fat
"And what is it you have to sell?"

Okay, I have to sleep now...
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.135316
135569
>>135312
Silver pulls out the lockbox of jewelry, and shows it to the griffon.

"This."
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.135317
hopes to play again soon
Shimmering Spark
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No.135321
135323
wonders what the wolves are doing
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.135322
135323
curious floof noises
Anonymous
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No.135323
135324 135368
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>>135321
>>135322
Hi ponies!
Shimmering Spark
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No.135324
>>135323
Hello!
Anonymous
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No.135325
135326 135368
Then... Suddenly... Fantasy took off her mask. It was voldymort !!1111
If I post here, assume that I can't play unless I stat the opposite. Just came by to say hi.
Anonymous
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No.135326
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>>135325
Hi!
Amber Sunset!
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No.135368
>>135323
Hi there!

>>135325
Just want to let you know if these hours hereabouts are easier for you to play, I can follow this schedule so we can get things rolling, if it's alright for DM.
Anonymous
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No.135569
135570
>>135316
"Hmmm"
He looks down at the set of jewelry intently, his lips pulling back into what must be a smile.

"A brooch"
He picks one up

"This looks like a wedding band... There's some damage here. Some jewels have been removed..."
He picks up a smaller piece
"A golden tooth. Must have belonged to an equine of some kind."
He smiles back to Silver

"1100 for the lot."
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No.135570
135571
[1d20-1 = 8]
>>135569
Charisma: "I killed crocogator in swamp to get that haul. Think you can throw another 100 in there?"
Anonymous
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No.135571
135572
>>135570
He has a half smile, and places the tooth down. Then he picks up the brooch
"A golden brooch"
Then the wedding band
"A wedding band... It seems to be broken. A necklace, missing its jewels. And a golden capped tooth belonging to a zebra I believe."

Now he smiles more intently
"Only an animal had to die for this haul? You are more efficient than I would have guessed. I assure you, I operate with complete discretion. That is well worth your 100 bits."
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.135572
135573
>>135571
Silver contemplates it for a second, then nods.

"Very well. That sounds fair."
Anonymous
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No.135573
135574
>>135572
"Do not worry. I pay in coin."
He removes the set of jewelry in the box, and places gold coins in a pile, counting out to 1100 bits
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.135574
135575
>>135573
Silver smiles.

"That in and of itself is worth that 100 Bits. I thank you."

He shovels the Bits in his bags, which now jingle with the sound of coin.

"I hope we can do business again soon."
Anonymous
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No.135575
135576
>>135574
He nods, with the strange smile still
"I always welcome repeat business"

Silver gains the whole set of coins, which at least are not too bulky
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.135576
135577
>>135575
Silver bids him goodbye, and leaves for his last destination of the night: to go visit Pear Faucet.
Anonymous
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No.135577
135578
>>135576
Presumably, Silver goes to the motel where Ms. Faucet told him she was staying. It's an L shape one story building with red tile roofs and pink tinted white stucco walls.
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.135578
135579
>>135577
Is there a front office he can go to?
Anonymous
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No.135579
135580
>>135578
Yes.
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.135580
135581
>>135579
Good! He enters the front office to ask the person behind the counter which room is Pear Faucet's.
Anonymous
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No.135581
135582
>>135580
It's a middle aged mare with her mane in a bun and glasses.
"You lookin' for a guest?" She says, skeptically, looking up from reading a magazine. "And who are you?"
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.135582
135595
>>135581
Silver nods.

"Yes, Pear Faucet. I am Silver Sword, by way. I met her earlier today and we talked about getting toget to talk some more. Is she at her room?"
Amber Sunset
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No.135583
135584
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As the day progresses Amber seems to grow weary and she elects to return back to her new apartment, choosing a direct route along major streets. Hopefully no new interruptions happen along the way.

She does not spare a glance to her landlord/receptionist on the way up, though it does take Amber a moment to remember where the stairway is. She trudges up the cramped stairs and down the hallway, stretching her neck tiredly. Once reaching her door she pushes her snout below her cloak and pulls it back a moment later with a keyring with a solitary key. It doesn't take long for Amber to open her door and lock it behind her.

Once laying her burlap cloak as well as her headscarf on top of her dress over the counter, the mare does some stretches to loosen those muscles exerted by a day-long trot and heads into the bathroom. The toilet itself is designed with ponies in mind, being slightly elongated and set low to the floor. However, the space which encloses it is not, as most ponies would need to bend their hind legs at an uncomfortable angles with hooves pressed to the wall. Thankfully this is not so much of an issue for Amber, and although the wooden lid is cracked and smells strongly of chemicals, the commode flushes effectively if slowly. The sink is likewise a simple rectangle with a bare pipe underneath, and it has a single faucet topped by a spoked knob. After turning the knob the faucet spurts water erratically with a gurgle but after a couple of seconds and a splash it resumes a steady stream. Once washing her hooves and face Amber places her few toiletries atop its sparse space, including a rustic wooden brush, a simple toothbrush, unbranded tooth powder, and a small bar of soap.

The pony frowns disapprovingly at the only other bathroom fixture, the shower, jammed at the far end next to the toilet. She sighs and puts the brush and soap on the toilet tank lid before sidling over into the shower area. The width of the bathroom is barely enough to stand on all fours, and doing so requires an equine to turn her head to the side with it touching the wall. A simple set of pipes on the same side as all the other plumbing, and again with a knob valve, rises out of the wall to a fixed shower head. Amber determines that rising on her rear hooves is better for comfort and rests either her plot against the wall behind her or her forehooves on the wall in front for support. The shower itself works well and Amber starts by running the soap through her mane, behind her ears, and down her neck, followed by a brush. Although she manages to reach her withers with effort, her hooves cannot reach her loin and croup so she picks up the brush in her mouth. The shower's spray cannot reach her belly directly but suds running down her coat make it possible to wash there. This is followed by her tail, her nether regions and finally down her gaskins.

After rinsing and shutting off the water Amber is now free of the grunge inevitable after a full day of travel, but she's now faced with a new problem. Besides the lack of a shower curtain and spray thus reaching as far as the floor beneath the sink, there is no proper basin for the shower. Rather, the tiled floor slopes gradually into a drain, but part of it failing to do so leaves a puddle of standing water. She shakes herself off carefully and uses a hoof to sweep some of the water into the drain, and as she leaves she shakes the water off her hooves. Shivering in the sudden chill of the room the mare wishes she had a towel instead of having to resort to wrapping herself in her burlap cloak.

Having corrected her hair with the brush to be in the right place--namely, all falling over the right side of her head, she decides to have dinner. She carefully unwraps the bread and cheese, slices it in half, and after giving thanks nibbles on one half until it's gone. No longer hungry for now at least, she wraps the remaining meal, gulps down some water, and brushes her teeth.

Not wanting to go to bed until she's only slightly damp, the mare fishes out a bulky instrument from her saddlebags. In the rosy but fading glow of the sunset shining through her window, she sits on the floor with the cloak around her, carefully tunes this stringed instrument, and plays a little song over and over, trying out different variations.
https://youtu.be/BQtJ3v4lGfY?t=99
This goes on for a couple hours, and when there's no longer enough light to see she resorts to the dimly harsh orange light of a sole unshrouded incandescent bulb on the ceiling.

Yawning, Amber carefully leans her mandolin against the wall and turns to the bare mattress serving as the only bedding in the room. Frowning, she jumps on top of it a few times with nothing happening. She grips a corner with her teeth and pulls it up, spotting a cockroach scurry out. Pupils shrunk and eye twitching, she drops the mattress and hits with a thwack. The young mare grimaces in disgust at the still-twitching remains, and she quickly finds a handkerchief, picks it up gingerly and practically throws it into the sink, washing whatever is on the handkerchief and her hoof down the drain. After what was surely an excessive amount of washing she shuts off the sink.

Amber, after calming down, rests next to her mattress in a supplicative pose. Aloud she says a very common prayer, "O Celestia, our Princess...", which praises the former monarch and provides petition for both well-being and forgiveness. She follows this with a shorter prayer devoted to Luna which requests safeguard from threats in both the world of reality and that of dreams. After following these with lengthy lists of things to be thankful for--mainly health, safe travel, accommodation, and a job--and requests--mainly the physical and economic well-being of her family--she crawls into bed. It takes some repositioning to huddle with the burlap cloth, and she's never truly warm, but she manages to fade off into sleep.

END OF FIRST DAY
Anonymous
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No.135584
135585
>>135583
>>135583
>>135583
As Amber Sunset one morning from uneasy dreams awoke, found she herself in her bed into a gigantic insect-like creature transformed. The sun fills her bed from the windows, and sounds of automobiles, factories, and ship hons seep into the room, albeit subdued.
Amber Sunset
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No.135585
>>135584
Amber groggily wakes up, blinks a couple of times, stares blankly for a couple of second, and sits upright with a start. The sun is up! I'm...I'm LATE!!!

Cantering to the bathroom she swiftly washes her face, corrects her mane--made much simpler with the world's second-simplest mane style--and brushes her teeth hurriedly. She dons her midnight blue woolen dress as quickly as possible, just carefully enough to avoid causing any damage, and fumbles with the buttons with her hooves. "Come on, come on...." She has a similar experience with her green headscarf. She doesn't bother eating now but stuffs the pack of remaining food--and her nearly empty canteen--beneath her black cloak. She races out of her door, but midway remembers she needs to lock her door. After doing so and securing her key ring she practically jumps down the stairs, is a blur through the lobby, and gallops down the street west to the store, weaving to avoid hitting anypony. Needless to say she breaks a sweat even in the brisk winter morning.
Anonymous
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No.135589
135593
Who is here today?
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.135593
135595
>>135589
raises hoof
Anonymous
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No.135595
135596
>>135593
Hi Silver

>>135582
She takes her glasses off and sets them on the table next to her, looking up at Silver with a serious expression
“And you know this guest?”
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.135596
135597
>>135595
Silver nods with determination.
Anonymous
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No.135597
135598
>>135596
She sighs, and waits a moment
“Very well... you’re alone and look too old to be with the Waterfront Gang.”

She puts her glasses back on, and picks up a sheet in front of her. She holds it up and reads off it before placing it down and looking to Silver.

“Her room number is 13.”
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.135598
135599
>>135597
He smiles at her.

"Thank you!"

With that, he goes to her room number, and knocks.
Anonymous
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No.135599
135600
>>135598
Silver knocks on the door, and there is quickly an almost frantic "just a minute!" response yelled from inside. It takes a while longer - a decent while, actually, before Silver hears the clicking sound of the chain lock moving, and then the door opens. Then, the red-orange capped head of the small yellow mare pokes out from the cracked open door, and looks over to Silver
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.135600
135601
>>135599
The old unicorn waves smally at her through the crack in the doorway.

"Hi. It is me."
Anonymous
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No.135601
135602
>>135600
She pushes it further open, and moves her front two legs outside. Her mane is kept together in a wrap.

"Oh. Silver Sword, was it? With the sword from today."
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.135602
135603
>>135601
He nods, and smiles at the mare.

"Yes. To be honest, I had no idea if you would even want to see me after that."

He pauses for a moment before speaking again.

"You look great!"
Anonymous
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No.135603
135604
>>135602
She moves back, and has an awkward smile
"I'm... not even... I haven't even made my mane"
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.135604
135605
>>135603
He takes a half step back, and looks sheepishly at her.

"Oh...uh...well, it looks good, still."
Anonymous
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No.135605
135606
>>135604
"Uh, thanks"
She smiles strangely
"What brings you here?"
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.135606
135607
>>135605
"We talked about getting to know each other better and talking back at quarry. I was wondering if you still wanted to or not."
Anonymous
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No.135607
135611
>>135606
"Uh... Sure?" She smiles awkwardly
Amber Sunset
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No.135608
135609
I can play today if it doesn't slow anyone down.
Anonymous
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No.135609
135610
>>135608
Hello

Evidently I need to check back in the thread at the job hours...
Shimmering Spark
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No.135610
135612
>>135609
I should be back tomorrow night
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.135611
135612
>>135607
"We do not have to if you do not want to, of course. No need to feel forced."
Anonymous
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No.135612
135613
>>135610
hopes

>>135611
"We could talk, I suppose" she answers
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.135613
135614 135615
>>135612
Silver smiles genuinely.

"I would like that."
Anonymous
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No.135614
135615 135616
>>135613
She opens the door all the way, to show behind her is a fairly small room with a single bed with red covers, an armchair with a floral pattern on it, and a chair on the far end by a counter top. The countertop has a closed book and some papers, as well as a couple folders by it. This area alone is lit with an overhead light, and the remainder of the room is rather dark.
Anonymous
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No.135615
135616
>>135613
>>135614
"I guess you can come in..."
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.135616
135617
>>135614
>>135615
Silver steps in gratefully, and looks around.

"Reminds me of my accommodations when I first arrived in city."
Anonymous
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No.135617
135618
>>135616
"Have you lived here long?"
She moves further in, goes to the bed, takes some papers off of the bed, and bends down to place them under the bed
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.135618
135619
>>135617
"No, I have actually only been here for few days. It feels like longer though."
Anonymous
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No.135619
135620
>>135618
"Well, if you're having a showdown with university faculty... and whatever that was with the zombies... I can imagine it would."
She pushes it under
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.135620
135621
>>135619
"Heh. He made me feel like I was in my old adventuring days, having to put my hoof down for payment...sorry..."
Anonymous
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No.135621
135622
>>135620
She scrunches a little
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.135622
135623
>>135621
He rubs the back of his head awkwardly.

"So...how long have you been archaeologist?"
Anonymous
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No.135623
135624
>>135622
She stands back up, and gets on the bed. Her long, red tail is also wrapped by bands. She moves to a position where she is sitting ontop of the made-bed.

"Well, technically my doctorates degree is in equinology, and my undergraduae degree is in equinology and comparative religions. I specialize in study of religions and religious practices. This is actually my first time out in the field on an archeological dig. So... about three days now."
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.135624
135625
>>135623
Silver's eyes widen a bit.

"Really? I would have never guessed. What is it like, studying religions?"
Anonymous
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No.135625
135626
>>135624
She starts to answer while looking away to her left, near where the carpet turns to tile further back in the room.
"Well, in many ways it's a lot like studying most anything. There's a lot of reading books, a lot of time spent in libraries. You have to track down primary sources, and request books, manusrcipts, and letters from far away. You're expected to know at least one foreign language and translate documents yourself, which is kind of necessary because for many of these primary sources no translation exists. And of course because it's Equinology, it's not enough to just read. You're expected to go on location, to these old chapels built back during the Castallion migration that are falling apart, and speak with old coltec mares who don't even know Ponish, and ask them questions to try to figure out what their beliefs are..."

She then sits upright so that her hind legs face forward, and she rubs the top of her right hoof with her left. Then she moves her head to make eye contact with Silver, her lime green eyes to Silver's blue

"But that isn't what you meant when you asked the question, is it? Yes. There's something special about studying religion Something very different about about it. You see, in Equinology, you try to study how ponies - and other creatures now. The department is looking to an East Equestria-wide renaming of the science to "meta-zoology." But that's besides the point. In Equinology you study cultures, traditions, practices. What ponies do. But religion... religion is about how ponies structure their lives. How they structure their entire universes. How they make sense of everything they experience, and tie it all together. It's about how they understand how everything came to be. Why magic works, what the purpose of life is. What is good and bad, and what to do about it. What happens after you die. And it's not just a theory, it's how ponies actually respond to these questions. It's about how ponies live their lives, build their institutions and structure their societies. You see, it's very important to ponies... well, to creatures generally. It's something they live, kill and die for. And you have to kind of view it like an outsider. Like you're a naturalist, looking at how a manticore hunts a rabbit. Just look at it objectively and make no judgements. But of course for them it's very different. It's the most serious thing in the world, because to them their whole world is always in some way structured around the religion. Even if they don't take it too seriously, or deviate from the prescriptions it's always there. It's their fallback if they are asked questions about morality, or if they fear death. And you are there to understand it, or to try to understand it in the way they understand it. Or to understand it better than they do, really, because you're outside and can see it objectively, and can compare it to other practices elsewhere in the world. But that's very hard to do with religion because it's a lived thing. It's very much based upon subjective experience.

So I guess it can be challenging, but it always feels like you are studying something important."
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.135626
135627
>>135625
Silver sits down during her explanation, nodding from time to time.

"Huh...I could see appeal, if I was more scholarly pony. Afraid I got more my father's strength than much intelligence."

He pats the firm muscles in his foreleg before turning back to Pear.

"You must have been to many places, and learned about many religions."
Anonymous
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No.135627
135628
>>135626
She seems to smile at the muscle pat

"Only so many..." She says
"I did my doctoral thesis on the branch of Celestialism practiced by the Coltecs and Neighuatl, and especially, for surviving remnants of the Solar Cult. So I went to many old churches in Tenochtitlan, the countryside, to Monestaries... I went to a cave temple of the Moon God, that was something, but I didn't leave Equestria. Of course you're expected to have a general knowledge of religions around the world, so I studied the religions of the Griffins, or the River Ponies, of the Kirin, of the Gnolls and so forth. I've read most of the holy texts of the biggest ten or so religions, I can say that."
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.135628
135629
>>135627
"You are particularly interested in ponies of far south east Equestria, huh?"
Anonymous
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No.135629
135630
>>135628
She nods
"It was the focus of my thesis. Specifically, to what extent they actually adopted Celestialism after being integrated into Equestria, or just continued their old practices and called it "Celestialism"
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.135630
135631
>>135629
"And what was conclusion you came up with?"
Anonymous
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No.135631
135632
>>135630
"Well, in the larger cities and in the areas with the most Castallion settlement, you do see something kind of like the celestialism practiced in the Heartland. If anything it's an older variety, since changes in practices adopted in the Heartland, like a general tendency towards austerity over ostentation, haven't occured in the Southeast. But further away from the cities and the settlements, you have more of an identification of Celestia with the Sun itself, or even what seems to be a direct worship of the celestial entity of the sun, as well greater fetishism of things like the solar calendar. You'll see this most obviously with the lay ponies, though sometimes even with the ministers. And that's more consistent with what we know about the Solar Cult than traditional Celestial Universalism. Of course in almost all of these places the religion is nominally Celestialism, with Celestialist style churches, and ministers reporting to Canterlot."
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.135632
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>>135631
"Little of column A, little of column B?"
Anonymous
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No.135633
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>>135632
“Well, I thought it was a success. An argument for the survival of the Solar Cult, albeit in a passive, and ‘above ground’ form.”
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.135634
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>>135633
"I do not know much of region, but I could believe it. You would definitely know more than me."

He scratches his chin.

"So...what do you know about kirin religion?"
Anonymous
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No.135635
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>>135634
“Well, there are several in the several Kirin nations.”
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.135636
135637
>>135635
"What about Great Vehicle?"
Anonymous
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No.135637
135638
>>135636
"Yes... That is one of the more widespread religions of the Kirin folk. It is a specific permutation of a more widespread lived philosophy that follows the teachings of the 'one who came,' who dispelled darkness," known as Sageheart Contentment in life. That lived philosophy sees the world as coming from one spiritual being. Well, not so much 'being' in the sense of a living, conscious thing, but rather, one spiritual existence, like all of consciousness is one thing, or can be, and reunification with this consciousness is desirable. It generally sees suffering as coming from unfulfilled passions, hence reducing the passions itself generally the goal. What seperates The Great Vehicle from the other versions of the same philosophy is that it's more... 'social.' Well, perhaps that isn't the right word, buts its morality has more focus on altruism and compassion, and helping others than the other varieties, which tend to think of spirituality as something you do alone, and still another version is very austere and shuns all possessions, whereas The Great Vehicle shuns acquisitiveness, but it doesn't shun owning possessions. Well, that's sort of an overview. It's most common in Ngua Nam and the Kirin Communities of the old Empire, especially in the south and on the coast, but not so much in, for example, the Khamare lands."
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.135638
135639
>>135637
"It sounds rather noble, and fitting for kirins. You would not happen to know Great Vehicle stance on warriors, or taking another's life, would you?"
Anonymous
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No.135639
135640
>>135638
"Well... Generally it's associated with pacifism. For instance, the great stag of the Chital, Sorrowless, was a conquering emperor in his younger years, but converted under the Great Vehicle and spread the religion in his later reign, regretting his earlier conquests. But at the same time, it's kind of hard to say, because unlike Celestialism, and certainly unlike any of the Griffin Pantheon, The Great Vehicle doesn't really moralize actions. It moralizes states of mind. So it isn't so much the act of killing someone that is forbidden, so much as anger, or revenge, or the desire to exert power over someone else. Spiritual leaders in that faith have said that killing in self-defense isn't prohibited. But it really isn't a faith associated with warriors in the way that Celestialism sometimes is, or Borealism is, or even than the followers of the Second Son in the Kirin Grove."
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.135640
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>>135639
He listens, nods, and contemplates on how he can use this information to maybe help Khoi. After a few seconds, he smiles at Pear.

"You really do know your stuff."
Anonymous
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>>135640
For a moment, she has a proud smile on her face. It doesn't last long before her lips return to a more neutral expression.

"Only surface level. It's about what they expect you to know to teach classes in religion and comparative religion to undergraduates at the University. But the only area I am really an 'expert' and could really write anything about is the religion of the Neighua, and maybe the Coltec."
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.135642
135643
>>135641
"Is that part of reason you are going with this group?"
Anonymous
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>>135642
“Well, yes. We’re investigating an archeological site reported my a visitor to a village a couple years ago. There’s the ruins of a small town out on the Snake, or ‘Windy’ River around sixty miles northeast of Tenochtitlan. They think it could have relics, artifacts, or especially architecture relating to the religion of the Neighua, specifically the Marexica nation.”