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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Is anypony gonna be available to play over the Thanksgiving Holiday?
>>137972
>>138053
Silver stares into the doorwell that is the entrance to the chapel. The area beyond is illuminated slightly by a light at the end of the hall, and the angle by which Silver views this area does not allow for the best of all views. But Silver can hear something, like the sound of a door being openned. There is no clopping of hooves, especially not iron-shoed hooves, but there is nevertheless, a tapping against tile floor, a tapping too heavy to be the product of rats, and too persistent to be the result of a mop or other object, disturbed by Silver's arrival, finally turning over and knocking against the floor. Silver can see a movement on the walls, with yellow tinged illuminated faded white wash turning a dim white as the walls are cast in shadow. It takes Pear a moment more than Silver to notice that something is off, but when she does, she becomes silent, and looks back to the entrance.
>>138053
Silver stares into the doorwell that is the entrance to the chapel. The area beyond is illuminated slightly by a light at the end of the hall, and the angle by which Silver views this area does not allow for the best of all views. But Silver can hear something, like the sound of a door being openned. There is no clopping of hooves, especially not iron-shoed hooves, but there is nevertheless, a tapping against tile floor, a tapping too heavy to be the product of rats, and too persistent to be the result of a mop or other object, disturbed by Silver's arrival, finally turning over and knocking against the floor. Silver can see a movement on the walls, with yellow tinged illuminated faded white wash turning a dim white as the walls are cast in shadow. It takes Pear a moment more than Silver to notice that something is off, but when she does, she becomes silent, and looks back to the entrance.
>>138062
Silver makes a split second decision, and whispers to Pear.
"Act natural and follow my lead."
He bends down, and makes it look like he's investigating the altars.
Silver makes a split second decision, and whispers to Pear.
"Act natural and follow my lead."
He bends down, and makes it look like he's investigating the altars.
>>138064
Silver turns around to look at the altars, as does Pear. Accordingly, Silver does not see the newcomer to the room, though he hears the light tapping as it becomes louder, then definitely comes onto the Chapel floor shortly past the entrance, and then stops. Then someone calls to Silver
"Vhat are you doing here?!"
This sentence is enunciated in a rather peculiar way, with almost every word having emphasis, "are" being drawn out, and "here" pronounced almost like "he-are." The voice is definitely male, but a little higher pitched.
Silver turns around to look at the altars, as does Pear. Accordingly, Silver does not see the newcomer to the room, though he hears the light tapping as it becomes louder, then definitely comes onto the Chapel floor shortly past the entrance, and then stops. Then someone calls to Silver
"Vhat are you doing here?!"
This sentence is enunciated in a rather peculiar way, with almost every word having emphasis, "are" being drawn out, and "here" pronounced almost like "he-are." The voice is definitely male, but a little higher pitched.
>>138065
Silver turns around to face the newcomer, looking somewhat irritated at having been interrupted.
"Excuse me?"
Silver turns around to face the newcomer, looking somewhat irritated at having been interrupted.
"Excuse me?"
>>138070
Silver sees behind him not one, but two griffins. In the fore is a male griffin with grey feathers nearly the color of Silver's fur, a rather square head and sharp hook on a bright orange beak. He wears no uniform nor badge nor identification of any kind, or indeed any clothing at all besides a belt. His right wing is strangely bent upwards, so as to cover a portion of his back. He does not look deterred at all by Silver's evident offense
"What are you doing here?" he repeats, though more sharply, quickly, and slightly less oddly.
Behind the male griffin is another, a female griffin, with orange rust colored feathers and coat, and she seems to wear a leather pack, albeit on her right side, which is not facing Silver. She stays decidedly further back and is silent, letting the grey male take the lead. She too, has no clothing.
Silver sees behind him not one, but two griffins. In the fore is a male griffin with grey feathers nearly the color of Silver's fur, a rather square head and sharp hook on a bright orange beak. He wears no uniform nor badge nor identification of any kind, or indeed any clothing at all besides a belt. His right wing is strangely bent upwards, so as to cover a portion of his back. He does not look deterred at all by Silver's evident offense
"What are you doing here?" he repeats, though more sharply, quickly, and slightly less oddly.
Behind the male griffin is another, a female griffin, with orange rust colored feathers and coat, and she seems to wear a leather pack, albeit on her right side, which is not facing Silver. She stays decidedly further back and is silent, letting the grey male take the lead. She too, has no clothing.
>>138072
The unicorn keeps a stern expression on his face as he stares at the intruding griffons.
"We are here to investigate occult activities. Do not interfere."
The unicorn keeps a stern expression on his face as he stares at the intruding griffons.
"We are here to investigate occult activities. Do not interfere."
>>138073
"With what aye-gency?!"
Again, his voice has that strange timbre, with every syllable having emphasis, and the pitch somewhat high. He does not back up.
"With what aye-gency?!"
Again, his voice has that strange timbre, with every syllable having emphasis, and the pitch somewhat high. He does not back up.
>>138074
"We are with Black Hooves. That is all you are entitled to know."
He stands up tall, and maintains his stern expression.
"Now, explain to me why I am dealing with two unidentified griffons, immediately."
"We are with Black Hooves. That is all you are entitled to know."
He stands up tall, and maintains his stern expression.
"Now, explain to me why I am dealing with two unidentified griffons, immediately."
>>138075
His eyes are wide, and his mouth opens slightly. His head lowers by the slightest margin, and there is a pause before his answer.
"I am from the owner."
He answers
His eyes are wide, and his mouth opens slightly. His head lowers by the slightest margin, and there is a pause before his answer.
"I am from the owner."
He answers
>>138078
"Owner of this property? That would be one Sweet Boek. Unicorn. Deceased. Died on this very spot three nights ago."
"Owner of this property? That would be one Sweet Boek. Unicorn. Deceased. Died on this very spot three nights ago."
>>138079
He pauses again, breathing out, then in, then back out, before answering
"I know, you robbers!"
He takes one step forward, though he is actually fairly far distant.
He pauses again, breathing out, then in, then back out, before answering
"I know, you robbers!"
He takes one step forward, though he is actually fairly far distant.
>>138080
The hilt on his sword is encompassed by a blue sheath of magic matching his lit horn. He takes a wider, aggressive stance.
"Cease."
The hilt on his sword is encompassed by a blue sheath of magic matching his lit horn. He takes a wider, aggressive stance.
"Cease."
>>138083
The griffin, still breathing heavily, turns his right wing over to reveal a cane-cutter's machette, which he places into his right claw.
"Do you know what you disturb?" he asks
The griffin, still breathing heavily, turns his right wing over to reveal a cane-cutter's machette, which he places into his right claw.
"Do you know what you disturb?" he asks
>>138086
Whether by the sight of Silver’s oversized sword, or his words, the griffin is a bit taken back
“So you are no ordinary trespasser.”
Whether by the sight of Silver’s oversized sword, or his words, the griffin is a bit taken back
“So you are no ordinary trespasser.”
>>138087
Silver stands firm in the face of this machette-wielding griffon.
"And you are no ordinary griffon. I am feeling generous, so I will give you choice. Leave immediately, or I will be forced to bring you in."
Silver stands firm in the face of this machette-wielding griffon.
"And you are no ordinary griffon. I am feeling generous, so I will give you choice. Leave immediately, or I will be forced to bring you in."
>>138090
Ära till Maar, förintelse av hans fiender!”
[1d20+1 = 19]
Roll initiative. Note that the creatures are actually pretty far apart.
[1d2 = 2]
Ära till Maar, förintelse av hans fiender!”
[1d20+1 = 19]
Roll initiative. Note that the creatures are actually pretty far apart.
[1d2 = 2]
>>138101
The griffin places the machete in his beak, then charges forward with a muffled “aaaargh!” He jumps, stomps, then moves the sword to his claw before swinging
[1d20+4 = 5]
The griffin places the machete in his beak, then charges forward with a muffled “aaaargh!” He jumps, stomps, then moves the sword to his claw before swinging
[1d20+4 = 5]
>>138106
Silver gives quite a bang to the griffin, who is at the very least, knocked down to the ground.
The female griffin, seeing this, turns towards Silver, revealing a wavy knife in her right wing. She charges at Silver with an “Aaaah!” yell, before swiping at Silver.
[1d20+2 = 12]
Silver gives quite a bang to the griffin, who is at the very least, knocked down to the ground.
The female griffin, seeing this, turns towards Silver, revealing a wavy knife in her right wing. She charges at Silver with an “Aaaah!” yell, before swiping at Silver.
[1d20+2 = 12]
[1d20+7 = 17]
>>138107
Silver just barely looks up in time to duck under the swinging blade with a "Yipe!". He brings the hilt of his sword around to bash her in turn.
>>138107
Silver just barely looks up in time to duck under the swinging blade with a "Yipe!". He brings the hilt of his sword around to bash her in turn.
>>138109
Silver is able to hit her with the end of the long and heavy sword, in an action almost like hitting a billiard ball.
Silver is able to hit her with the end of the long and heavy sword, in an action almost like hitting a billiard ball.
>>138114
He is struck. Firmly.
>>138115
The creature nods. If she is supposed to be a law enforcement officer, it’s not clear what she has going for her. She is thin and looks weak. Amber could probably win in a fight against her, and Guy certainly could. Her body looks built for flight, but even that only seems possible with Pegasus magic. Maybe those slit-cat eyes and long, fluffy ears give her some advantage. Who knows, really.
“Did he write of say anything else?” She asks
He is struck. Firmly.
>>138115
The creature nods. If she is supposed to be a law enforcement officer, it’s not clear what she has going for her. She is thin and looks weak. Amber could probably win in a fight against her, and Guy certainly could. Her body looks built for flight, but even that only seems possible with Pegasus magic. Maybe those slit-cat eyes and long, fluffy ears give her some advantage. Who knows, really.
“Did he write of say anything else?” She asks
>>138117
The male griffin is decidedly out, with definite bruising on the head or perhaps even a fractured skull. The female gives a pained moon, and it’s uncertain if she is or will remain conscious. Pear cautiously moves out from a position behind an altar.
“... Wow”
>>138118
She nods, then she turns her head the side, narrowing her eyes
“Is this store unionized?”
The male griffin is decidedly out, with definite bruising on the head or perhaps even a fractured skull. The female gives a pained moon, and it’s uncertain if she is or will remain conscious. Pear cautiously moves out from a position behind an altar.
“... Wow”
>>138118
She nods, then she turns her head the side, narrowing her eyes
“Is this store unionized?”
>>138119
Silver knocks the griffons' weapons away before rummaging through his bags for rope to tie them up.
"Yes, 'wow'. I did not expect to come across cultists."
Silver knocks the griffons' weapons away before rummaging through his bags for rope to tie them up.
"Yes, 'wow'. I did not expect to come across cultists."
>>138122
I do believe he did. If I remember correctly, he bought some not too long ago. He ties the griffons up with it.
"Probably heard us talking as they were coming up here for...something. I wonder why."
Silver looks in the female griffon's bags for any sort of clue.
I do believe he did. If I remember correctly, he bought some not too long ago. He ties the griffons up with it.
"Probably heard us talking as they were coming up here for...something. I wonder why."
Silver looks in the female griffon's bags for any sort of clue.
>>138123
The creature walks out of the store, and onto the sidewalk. She looks down the sidewalk to the left and South, half unfurling her wings, and shaking them. She then stares in that direction for what seems like an extended period of time, or at least ten seconds. Then she extends her long mammalian wings, jumps up into the air, and flies off.
>>138124
Inside her bag is a small Blue pillow with a white frill, a second small pillow that is white all the way through, a .38 revolver, and a livestock tie.
The creature walks out of the store, and onto the sidewalk. She looks down the sidewalk to the left and South, half unfurling her wings, and shaking them. She then stares in that direction for what seems like an extended period of time, or at least ten seconds. Then she extends her long mammalian wings, jumps up into the air, and flies off.
>>138124
Inside her bag is a small Blue pillow with a white frill, a second small pillow that is white all the way through, a .38 revolver, and a livestock tie.
>>138125
"...okay. That is little odd."
He looks up at Pear, smiling a little.
"Well, you did say you wanted to be able to talk with cultist."
"...okay. That is little odd."
He looks up at Pear, smiling a little.
"Well, you did say you wanted to be able to talk with cultist."
>>138125
Amber shakes her head as if the odd creature was just a mirage. Don't those wings get cold?
In any case, she trots back to High Sewn with a pensive expression on her face. "Is there anything else that can be done?"
Amber shakes her head as if the odd creature was just a mirage. Don't those wings get cold?
In any case, she trots back to High Sewn with a pensive expression on her face. "Is there anything else that can be done?"
>>138133
He smiles and blushes for just a second.
"Heh."
He quickly recovers, turns to the female griffon, and gives her a firm shake on the shoulder.
"Wake up."
He smiles and blushes for just a second.
"Heh."
He quickly recovers, turns to the female griffon, and gives her a firm shake on the shoulder.
"Wake up."
>>138136
Amber walks in, looking for either the mare from earlier or anypony who looks to be in charge.
Amber walks in, looking for either the mare from earlier or anypony who looks to be in charge.
>>138137
Amber walks in, and after going only slightly further back into the restaurant, sees Salt Mixer behind the bar. While her most distinct feature is obscured behind hardwood, her dark grey coat and comparatively square muzzle are unmistakable.
“Hello. You’re back” she says, when Amber approaches
>>138138
The female looks at Silver.
“There is nothing to say” - are her first words to him, in some sort of foreign accent that is not easily placed, but evidently from the northern portion of the Griffonian continent.
Amber walks in, and after going only slightly further back into the restaurant, sees Salt Mixer behind the bar. While her most distinct feature is obscured behind hardwood, her dark grey coat and comparatively square muzzle are unmistakable.
“Hello. You’re back” she says, when Amber approaches
>>138138
The female looks at Silver.
“There is nothing to say” - are her first words to him, in some sort of foreign accent that is not easily placed, but evidently from the northern portion of the Griffonian continent.
>>138139
"Hello! My shift at the store just ended and I was wondering if I'm hired to work here. I can start right now," she says, smiling eagerly.
"Hello! My shift at the store just ended and I was wondering if I'm hired to work here. I can start right now," she says, smiling eagerly.
>>138139
"Two Maarists are in former Maarist hideout. I think there is something to be said about that."
"Two Maarists are in former Maarist hideout. I think there is something to be said about that."
>>138143
"I may not speak your language..."
He points to her companion.
"...but I know when Maar's name is invoked."
"I may not speak your language..."
He points to her companion.
"...but I know when Maar's name is invoked."
>>138147
And thus Amber begins her role as a greeter At least I think that's what she signed up for. Salt Mixer walks out to show Amber where to stand, how to communicate with wait staff, gives advice on who to reject, how to respond, and so forth.
And thus Amber begins her role as a greeter At least I think that's what she signed up for. Salt Mixer walks out to show Amber where to stand, how to communicate with wait staff, gives advice on who to reject, how to respond, and so forth.
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>>138152
"I am not certain you are in position to be asking questions, but very well, I will indulge you. My partner is expert on occult, religion, and language. She does not get many opportunities to study Maarism, she requested to come and study this place."
He sits down in front of the griffon.
"Now, explain yourself."
"I am not certain you are in position to be asking questions, but very well, I will indulge you. My partner is expert on occult, religion, and language. She does not get many opportunities to study Maarism, she requested to come and study this place."
He sits down in front of the griffon.
"Now, explain yourself."
I have to sleep now...
>>138153
She takes a pause, blinking, having evidently not expected this answer
>>138153
She takes a pause, blinking, having evidently not expected this answer
>>138170
“Because they offered asylum to those from the old lands, and to those in need in any land, and because so many were our friends.”
“Because they offered asylum to those from the old lands, and to those in need in any land, and because so many were our friends.”
>>138172
“As you should!”
She winces, and let’s out a breath
“You have destroyed our livelihood and much more!”
“As you should!”
She winces, and let’s out a breath
“You have destroyed our livelihood and much more!”
>>138174
“Thousands?! Where do you get ‘thousands’?! Are you so used to the mass numbers your regime kills that only ‘thousands’ register?”
“Thousands?! Where do you get ‘thousands’?! Are you so used to the mass numbers your regime kills that only ‘thousands’ register?”
>>138178
She starts to shake her head
“No, the gnolls-“
But she stops shaking her head, and stops speaking, shutting her beak abruptly.
She starts to shake her head
“No, the gnolls-“
But she stops shaking her head, and stops speaking, shutting her beak abruptly.
>>138179
"Yes, they started feeding corpses to their gnolls two years ago. Already knew that."
He raises his eyebrow at her.
"So, you knew about that, but did not know about chute. I suppose you two are recent arrivals, then."
"Yes, they started feeding corpses to their gnolls two years ago. Already knew that."
He raises his eyebrow at her.
"So, you knew about that, but did not know about chute. I suppose you two are recent arrivals, then."
>>138180
“He came to Baltimare five years ago, I think. I came here four years ago, lured by your Princess’s talk of harmony and Union. I found poverty, isolation and exploitation. I joined the Society eighteen months ago. I do not know what you speak of when you talk of corpses.”
“He came to Baltimare five years ago, I think. I came here four years ago, lured by your Princess’s talk of harmony and Union. I found poverty, isolation and exploitation. I joined the Society eighteen months ago. I do not know what you speak of when you talk of corpses.”
>>138181
Silver frowns, his ears drooping slightly.
"Hmm. I keep hearing this story from those who come to this land. What happened?"
Silver frowns, his ears drooping slightly.
"Hmm. I keep hearing this story from those who come to this land. What happened?"
>>138182
"I came here from Cloudbury 1008, when Kerenskai's government was teetering. All the money I had saved was gone not long after arrival. I lived in a dingy and crowded apartment at first. I did not speak the language. There were not so many jobs as advertised. I thought I got lucky after two weeks, starting a job as a seamstress in a factory. But the pay, which would have been high for Cloudbury, did not cover so much more than expenses. The hours were long, ten hours or more a day, and six days sometimes. A roommate left with my possessions, and ponies in gangs would be harsh in collecting any debts. Then after five months my claw slipped and was cut by a machine. I was out of work for more than a week, my claw was swollen and in pain for a month after that. I went back to work at the factory but was fired not long after, either for the mistake or my slow pace with a swollen claw. After that I was unemployed, and finally found work as a maid. But the maid work, though fine on its own was part time and intermittent. I could not earn much. I had to move several times. I did not have friends or family. I thought I would return to Cloudbury when The War broke out, but then I was afraid to travel and besides there were rumors wages would go up. Then I found the Society."
"I came here from Cloudbury 1008, when Kerenskai's government was teetering. All the money I had saved was gone not long after arrival. I lived in a dingy and crowded apartment at first. I did not speak the language. There were not so many jobs as advertised. I thought I got lucky after two weeks, starting a job as a seamstress in a factory. But the pay, which would have been high for Cloudbury, did not cover so much more than expenses. The hours were long, ten hours or more a day, and six days sometimes. A roommate left with my possessions, and ponies in gangs would be harsh in collecting any debts. Then after five months my claw slipped and was cut by a machine. I was out of work for more than a week, my claw was swollen and in pain for a month after that. I went back to work at the factory but was fired not long after, either for the mistake or my slow pace with a swollen claw. After that I was unemployed, and finally found work as a maid. But the maid work, though fine on its own was part time and intermittent. I could not earn much. I had to move several times. I did not have friends or family. I thought I would return to Cloudbury when The War broke out, but then I was afraid to travel and besides there were rumors wages would go up. Then I found the Society."
>>138184
“It was and it is. You have to thank your misplaced faith in your princesses, kings, and gods who cannot deliver.”
“It was and it is. You have to thank your misplaced faith in your princesses, kings, and gods who cannot deliver.”
>>138185
He frowns a little more, but his ears don't droop with them.
"Our Princesses are still ponies. Not everything that happens in Equestria is because of them. If it was case, I am certain you would not have had so many troubles."
He frowns a little more, but his ears don't droop with them.
"Our Princesses are still ponies. Not everything that happens in Equestria is because of them. If it was case, I am certain you would not have had so many troubles."
>>138187
"But why this? Why join Boek in causing so much suffering on those who were exactly as you were when you came to this land?"
"But why this? Why join Boek in causing so much suffering on those who were exactly as you were when you came to this land?"
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