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At least it's not one of her friends, but now they know for sure
they're here. Amber goes over to the other window, looking to see if the path to the house is clear.
Amber looks over to the far left. She can only see the edge of the house. It's hard to say, really, if the whole way is clear. But she does not see anygriff that direction.>>165466[1d20 = 10]
Silver goes upstairs, to the wooden door that is half open, and past the railings that are chipped by bullets. And then BANG[1d20+3 = (18+3) = 21]
Silver takes a fairly direct hit across the side by what he can tell is a shotgun blast. The flak jacket makes a big difference - all of the difference in the world, it feels - but pellets break through [1d6 = 1]
Amber goes downstairs to the left door and looks around before approaching the house.
[1d20+10 = (12+10) = 22][1d20+10 = (9+10) = 19]>>165494
Silver gasps as the air is knocked out of his lungs. He turns towards his attacker and double taps his Jenny.
Hit, and hit. Silver can see that it is a “pony” with a civilian model of shotgun, just inside of a hallway
"Gack!" The creature almost hacks, wincing in pain after being pieced not once but twice. He manages to, with a glowing green light, rack the slide "clack clack." He firesBANG[1d20 = 18]
Silver is hit, although only glancing[1d6 = 4]
[1d20+10 = (5+10) = 15][1d20+10 = (11+10) = 21]>>165499>>165500
Silver is once again not doing so hot. He manages to squeeze off a couple more rounds at least.
The creature is consumed in green fire before even the second bullet hits. It falls over towards its left, and away from the wall. Silver can see that it is a black drone with a brown jacket. There is red blood splattered across the wall, but blue blood seeping out of the creature itself.
Red blood? They must have encountered somepony before them...
Silver looks down at himself, blood seeping through the holes in his flak jacket. With every battle he feels more and more like a block of aged, holey cheese. He pushes on, grabbing the drone's shotgun and any shells he has on him.
The shotgun (presumably) has 3 rounds inside of the tube and chamber, and a capacity of 5. The drone has another 5 shells. The shots seem to be birdshot. The hallway goes both left and right, with the drone on the left side. Near the door, a drone sits, leaning against the wall.
Can Silver see how ready the drone is to respond if threatened?
Yes. He’s right next to it, as it is by the door
Silver checks the ammo he's got for the Jenny before he does anything.
Removing the magazine, Silver counts one, two, three, four rounds.
Amber looks around at the now darkening trees and bushes, and the long shadows left by the home and barn. Silver sees that now, even the homeowner has gone to the shed, and there is nogriff looking
Amber quietly but quickly proceeds to the house and darts inside.
The house is unlocked. Amber goes through the side door, and past the room used for operations. There are several other rooms in the house to hide in, naturally, and windows that she may need to duck below
[1d20+6 = (17+6) = 23][1d20+6 = (16+6) = 22][1d20+6 = (19+6) = 25][1d20+6 = (13+6) = 19]>>165605
It'll have to be good enough...
Silver reinserts the magazine, switches his Jenny to full auto, aims at the remaining changeling and empties the mag.
Technically there would have been three in the magazine, as one was in the chamber when Silver removed the magazine.
The changeling that is already dead? I guess he can
shoot at that one
It occurs to Amber that searching the house would take much more time than it would for the police to do so themselves, so she worriedly asks, "Helder? Erich? They know we're here, we need to figure out how to get out."
Roll die, wisdom modifier
I meant the changeling near the door, sitting down.
Yes. It seems to be dead>>165613
Amber does not hear a reply
Amber sighs and goes upstairs, looking into one of the rooms. "Erich, Helder?"
Nothing but Silence.
Looking behind her, a cabinet creaks open. Amber can tell that it is Federkleid
...so there isn't
a live changeling left in/by the stairwell?
Amber is a bit jittery, her face wearing an expression between relief and panic. "Federkleid, they found the car. They know for sure we're here."
"I'm not surprised." She says, though she sounds slightly irritated.
"What are you doing out in the open?"
Amber has encountered her in a large cabinet in what appears to be a spare bedroom upstairs.
"I hid in the barn, they searched it but didn't find me. I don't think it can hide all of us. I just had to warn you, maybe we should run before they look through the house. They would definitely search the cabinets."
I just want to be absolutely, 100% certain: >>165506
is refering to the same drone every time the word is mentioned?
She pauses for a moment to consider what Amber has said.
"If they aren't looking then let's go. We can't hide and I don't think we can fight them again.">>165623
No. Silver killed a drone that was in the hallway that had a shotgun. After entering the hallway, Silver found a second drone that was already dead, sitting up against the wall.
"We have to get Erich and Helder," Amber insists. "There's no time to waste."
Now that is interesting. How did this one die, he wonders to himself.
Going left or right, which direction heads towards where he left Spec and the salmon stallion?
"Yes. Erich! Get out!." Looking elsewhere in the room, a door opens, and Amber can see Helder with part of a sweater covering his face. Erich pulls out from under a bed.
"You thought they wouldn't look under a bed"
"It's perfect. I could have jumped them if they found you, and you could have jumped them if they found me. They'd never think to watch their own backs once they found someone."
"Yeah right. They'd get all of us at once."
"Shut up and let's leave."
Soon, the four are assembled together in the bedroom>>165626
Left, it seems
Amber leads the four downstairs and looks out the front entrance,
opposite where the car (and the officers) are.
Amber sees no movement, though naturally, it is the outside and they would be visible, though there is much vegetation, especially to the left.
Amber tells the rest, "Stay low and close to the bushes, but don't rustle them." She crouches low on all fours, just about crawling, and proceeds to the left, trying to stay behind the vegetation.
Silver opens the left-side door just a crack, and peaks through the opening.
Well, the hallway is open, taking a bend that turns right, and presumably straight.>>165630
Amber does have to pass through the open between the rear door of the house and the wooded area that has not been clear. To the side of this is barbed-wire fenced in field. From the sounds further away, it does sound like the police are spreading out, resuming their search.
"If they found the car, they must know we are in the area."
Silver very careful
sneaks along the hallway to peak around the right-hoof corner.
"I said that," Amber whispers annoyedly as she creeps along, hoping the sunset shadows will help conceal them. How long is this open stretch until they reach denser vegetation?
Looking down the hallway, Silver can see two drones. They are indeed drones, with no disguise, though they wear civilian equestrian jackets. One is against the wall, and seems to be looking Silver's direction, holding a Changeling style submachine gun from the last war, and the other is looking to his right, holding a Changeling-style assault rifle, and clearly limping.>>165634
Maybe 50 feet. Not very far, considering the house can act as cover. However, as the vegetation consists of a few bushes and oak trees, it may be possible to be spotted in it unless they advance far and deep.
Silver quickly pulls back and sneaks back to where the dead changelings lie. He checks the weapon the already-dead changeling had to see what kind it is and what ammo he has for it.
It's the best chance they have. Unless….
Amber tells them, "Keep low until you get to the dense brush all the way over there. I have an idea."
Amber splits off, and also staying low, returns to the house.
Amber is back in the house>>165636
This changeling does not have a weapon on him, save for a utility knife. He does have an ammo-pouch, but the ammunition has been removed from it.
Silver checks the carbine he got from the grenaded changelings to see how much ammo it has.
Amber looks at the barn to see if the way back is clear and if she won't be seen if she runs back.
Amber sees that far off to the right, there are a pair of officers who are walking the open field. They are not looking in the direction towards the barn. But they could
>>165644That one was neither tied up nor went missing... but okay
Something like 15 rounds remain in the 30-round magazine.
She has to take this risk, and heads to the barn.
Silver decides that, with the Jenny being so low on ammo, he should switch over to using this one. He once again sneaks up to the right-hoof corner and peaks around to see if the changelings are still in the same positions.
Yes. more or less. Silver will quickly be noticed by the submachine gun carrying drone, however
Amber moves into the barn, probably unnoticed. Probably. Unless she wants to stop moving long enough to find out
[1d20+4 = (13+4) = 17][1d20+4 = (12+4) = 16][1d20+4 = (4+4) = 8]>>165648
Silver takes the carbine, sets it to full-auto if it isn't already, and fires around the corner towards the submachine gun-carrying changeling.
>>165653>>165654Pow Pow Pow Pow Pow Pow
Two shots hit the wall, but four land on the drone[8d6 = 30]
The creature falls over, evidently dead.Roll initiative
She does not. She goes into a stall with animals and explains, "I am deeply grateful for you helping me hide when they searched, but I came back here because my friends are trying to escape and they need a distraction. In thirty seconds, could you please make a commotion? There won't be any danger, I won't be here."
Opposed[1d20+1 = (3+1) = 4]>>165658
The sheep looks up at Amber, and blinks
Amber should probably roll charisma
Silver is able to move before the drone holding the assault rifle is able to completely turn around
[1d20+4 = (11+4) = 15][1d20+4 = (9+4) = 13][1d20+4 = (15+4) = 19]>>165661
Silver pops out from behind the corner and against fires a burst into the remaining changeling.
The sheep looks up at Amber with attentive eyes and raised ears.
One misses, and one pierces the jacket but not the chitin, but six bullets hit the drone[8d6 = 30]
The creature's legs collapse, and it falls down, dead
Amber clasps her claws gratefully and says, "Thank you." She goes out the barn and heads back to the house.
Amber does need to roll again to make it back to the house
Silver checks the assault rifle the changeling was carrying to see if its ammo and magazines are the same as in his carbine.
There is loud baaaing from the Barn as Amber makes her way back, or tries to
It's not looking great for Amber, but at least it's much better for her friends. She thinks about following her friends immediately, but it's too risky now. She goes to the operating room and looks for a place to hide.
Amber can hear sounds from beyond.
On the plus side, the police have definitely not found her friends. On the negative... they might have found her.
The operating room has cabinets, tables, gowns and sheets.
Amber quickly clumps up gowns on the operating table and puts a sheet over it so it vaguely resembles the shape of a griffon. She looks for a scalpel.
Opening a cabinet... yes, there is a scalpel. Making a good griffin shape is a bit difficult because of the size required.
The sheep are very noisy.
She closes the cabinet and, if the hallway sounds clear, goes to the kitchen and crouches behind the kitchen counter.
No. The cartridge and the magazines are different, it's a different kind of weapon.>>165677
And she crouchesRoll hide, dexterity modifier
Amber is... well, she's there. In the kitchen, behind the counter.
Amber can hear police excitedly enter. One is coming through the front door, another through the side door by the operating room. Amber is a little further away in the back, and does not have line of sight with anygriff
In that case, Silver exchanges the carbine for the assault rifle and takes all of the ammo he had on him.
Silver unfortunately finds only one full magazine, and around 12 rounds remaining in the magazine.
Spectral Streak calls out:
"Silver, is that you?"
This is not how she expected it to go. She stays put for the time being, and looks for a loose utensil or can of food.
Still more than what he had. Silver hears Spec but, just in case it's a trick, aims the changeling assault rifle forward while calling back,
"Name all of your immediate family members."
Amber finds a couple spoons, a fork, a knife, and a can of yams. No wait. False alarm, it's actually canned beets.>>165684
"So you can find them too? Jokes on you, they don't live around here. Silver Rain, and White Light.
Canned beets will do. She waits in place.
Silver sighs, and relaxes a little.
"You forgot your mother, but that will do. Yes, it is me."
Silver navigates his way towards his son, remaining vigilant in case any changelings lie in wait.
One officer, moving around, comes near the kitchen. Whether he intends to enter has not been determined yet.>>165687
He is silent, and looks up for a moment towards Silver from his position down on the stairway.
"I didn't forget her."
He starts to move up the stairs, and moves the door out of the way, which breaks and cracks in two, with only part remaining on the hinges.
"I found dead changeling that none of us have killed. I do not know what killed him, but now we can search and secure this floor."
He pauses again.
"I see. We have no time to waste. We must clear out this station."
Silver nods, and begins a methodical search of the floor, beginning with where they are and making his way back towards the stairwell.
Amber tosses the can of beets into the operating room behind the officer.
He turns around, and looks behind him to the can of beets.>>165691
Looking into a room on the side, Silver can see what seems to be a pair of dressing rooms, with mirrors, a couch, lights, and containers of make up.
But what is more, is a pair of ponies in one of the rooms, both stallions. One is tied up, while the other is simply limp. Both have left trails of blood going to where they are. The tied-up stallion is a lemon-yellow unicorn with closed eyes and a field green shirt, while the other is a beige earth pony in black. Neither seems to be conscious, or perhaps even alive.
Silver goes up to these stallions to check their pulses.
The beige stallion is dead, and the lemon stallion is.... also dead.
Silver sighs heavily and offers them both a quick prayer before standing back up.
"Couple of bodies for later collection."
He continues his sweep of the floor.
Silver sees the rooms in the middle are for storage. In this case, large equipment, like cameras.
Very interesting how these cameras have advanced compared to the older models he knows of. Is there anything else of interest in the rooms?
Amber waits for him to investigate the noise, if indeed he does.
They are very large, but all the same able to be moved.
But then Silver finds... a green pegasus, hiding among the
shelves. He bumps into a shelf, and knocks over a tripod as Silver approaches.>>165699
He turns to the can, and looks down to it.
Silver holds a hoof out to try to calm the pegasus.
"Hey, hey, hey, do not worry."
Amber now makes a break for the front door, hoping not to be seen.
The front door, or the rear door?
Is the way to the front door clear?
And how about the rear door?
That one is presumably
clear, as no officer has yet entered that way.
Amber goes to the back entrance and looks around before darting out around the house.
Amber can tell that officers are approaching to close the exit at the rear of the house. But waiting won't change that fact.
Amber proceeds with the plan anyway. Is there a part of the first floor that juts out farther than the second?
Sort of - a couple windows, and a small porch on the rear
Amber circles around to the porch–assuming the police don't see her–and flies to the roof, lying down so as not to be seen.
Another roll - dexterity modifier
What portion of the roof, precisely, is Amber flying to? The roof is fairly exposed
The roof farthest away from the eyes of the officers? If that's possible.[1d20+2 = (9+2) = 11]
The roof is fairly steep and covered in black tile. Amber could avoid being visible from three angles but would necessarily be visible from at least one angle, if only the officers looked up. Presumably, if Amber attempted this, she would attempt it on the side closest to the patch of woods.
And so she does. Hopefully griffons are as disinclined to look up as ponies are.
As you probably guessed... This is a dice roll. Wisdom modifier may be applied
Amber flaps her wings and jumps up. Her first effort results in her hitting the side of the house and falling to the ground, thankfully not hard enough to knock her down, or to be heard. But with the second try, Amber's wings spread and flap in rotating fashion, and for the first time, she feels herself move upward, and take flight. The feeling is unnerving, and the flight pans only a few feet, enough to let her grab her claws onto the roof of the house, and then pull herself up, and onto the roof. The roof is relatively high, and Amber has to cling carefully. She places herself in a position where it would be impossible to see her from the opposite side, and difficult to see her from the sides. The woods behind the house prevent a griffin from going too away from the house to get a good angle to look onto the roof.
The officers look around the house, through the rooms, and through the field next to the house. But to Amber's great luck, they don't look up. Not on that side of the house, at least.
He extends his wings, and is clearly afraid
Silver takes out the flashlight, and tries to shine it in the pegasus' eyes as he talks to him. True to his request, Silver doesn't advance further.
"It is okay, I will not hurt you."
The pegasus blinks, but the blink is rather delayed. Silver can see amber colored iris that glow, but the whites do not.
"That's what the last ones said!"
Silver sighs in relief.
"I am with Homeguard. We were sent to eliminate changelings from building and rescue hostages. I can show you bodies of your changeling captors if you do not believe me."
The Pegasus is not relieved in kind.
"What do you want?"
"We are clearing building of changelings, then evacuating hostages. We just need you to stay here and keep out of sight until we have verified building is clear. Then we will come back for you."
He raises his wings up, fully folded out, and then sits down.
Silver stands up, and smiles at him.
"Way things are going, it will not be long. Stay safe, stay out of sight."
He brings his changeling assault rifle up, and resumes his search of the floor.
The hallways move in a circle. Clockwise, or counterclockwise?
Amber waits until they are outside the house (so as to not be seen through the windows) and on the other side, then carefully lets herself down and creeps into the vegetation until she is out of sight.
Moving through the hallways clockwise, Silver walks past the corpses of the drones, and past the location of the stairwell, taking another turn along the hallway. To the left, Silver looks into a new, large room that seems larger than what existed on the other side and suggest an asymmetric layout of the floor. The hallway does continue, however.
After some minutes, several officers leave the house, though it's hard to say if all
It would be unwise to wait until dark, because more police are likely to arrive and conduct a more thorough search. She takes the risk and follows her friends.
Amber moves to the edge of the roof, and prepares to jump off, spreading her wings. But she plumets nearly directly down, half into a bush, and half on the grass, hurting (but at least, not breaking) a hind leg and her left wing.
But far more importantly, Amber can hear from above "Here! There's one!"
This is an exceedingly unfortunate series of events. She takes off sprinting on all fours, not directly toward her friends but more off to the side, into the woods.
Amber sprints into the woods. It must be understood that this is not woods in the proper sense, but more a survival of forest that covered these lands before much was cleared to make way for pasture, or the adjacent homestead, or nearby road. Consequently, it is thin in many areas, although it stretches much further forward. Amber knows that a few hundred feet off to the right is a road, and to the left is a pasture. The forest has little underbrush away from the edges, but comparatively dense brush that is unpleasant to move through at the edges.
Amber decides to move through the area with relatively little underbrush. She needs to get as much distance as soon as possible, and moreover she doesn't want to draw attention to the road.
Before Silver continues down the hallways, is there anything of note in this large room?
Unfortunately Amber cannot proceed as fast as she wants to, but still tries her best.
>>165897I decided to just press buttons on the keypad without looking at it to see what autocorrect came up with. The result was “Concubine”.”
As there are many possible outcomes, I think it’s appropriate for Amber to have a luck roll
Amber continues through the forest undergrowth, running over the first fallen leaves of autumn and under a canopy beginning to thin and show holes. The sky is dark, as night will be coming soon, and the trees cast long shadows that almost make it hard to see. Amber does not see her friends. She does not see any other structures, or any meadows or pastures. But she doesn't see the police either.
Although in normal times this would be enough to give her pause, she continues on. She starts making her way to the right, closer to where her friends are. But whether she sees them or not, she doesn't stop.
Amber moves right, taking a detour, and eventually comes across a road. Though unpaved, it's well traversed, with little vegatation growing down its center
Amber does not take the road itself but proceeds down its edge, behind the vegetation. Before she does so she looks up the road to see if her friends are behind.
Amber hears someone behind her, flying above
Amber quickly ducks in the shadow of a bush or tree, trying to stay hidden. [1d20+2 = (17+2) = 19]
Amber ducks into the bushes. Two griffins fly above, or seem to, and are followed by an unmarked black car with several serious looking well-dressed griffins with hats.
The Inquisition! It's obvious that they will be waiting later down the road and it's unwise to proceed. When they pass by Amber goes away
from the road and into the forest.
Amber goes deeper into the forest, a forest that slowly grows darker, not from the claustrophobia of oak trees, but from the fading light of the sun.
Amber comes across a small clearing with what appears to be a cabin.
She cautiously walks up to the cabin and looks at it closely.
Small, presumably not intended to be a homestead, and adjacent to a shed. There are several windows
A hermit of some sort probably lives here. Against her better judgement Amber knocks on the door.
She tries the doorknob to enter.
From the side of the cabin:
"Oh good. It's you."
Amber sees Federklied holding her pistol by the left side of the cabin.
The cabin door opens, and Amber sees Erich through the crack of the door.
"You made it! That's a relief. They went down the road and passed me, but are likely to double back. Do you know whose cabin this is? If I found it so easily they will too."
Erich answers, opens the door, and motions for Amber to enter. Federklied moves in quickly behind Amber. Inside the cabin is a bed, a fireplace/stove combination, a chair, and a couple other items of furniture, but not much else.
"Must be for some landowner who has their main house elsewhere. They are not here now."
Amber enters and sits down. "We can rest here a minute, I suppose. Where is Helder?"
"Over there in the corner." Federklied replies, walking in. Begrudglingly, Erich says,
"He got the bed first..."
Moving deeper into the room, Amber can see Helder laying in the bed with the blanket over him.
Against all odds, Amber sees her viol leaning against the wall, next to the bed.
Amber gratefully picks up the viol, grateful it was not left behind. "You think this is a safe place to stay?" she asks Federkleid. "I saw some of them in the air, and this cabin is in a clearing."
"I wouldn't bet on it. Helder wants to leave in the night."
"Which of course is why he took the bed first. So he'll be the only one."
"He has the best opinion on this matter. Rest up, we'll have to leave whether we are ready or not."
“We’ll have to cut through the swamps, and to the river. We’ll still pretty far away. We’ll need to keep up the pace.”
"Yes," she replies grimly as she tries to relax, perhaps being lucky enough to sleep.
Amber can sit and wait, attempt to sleep, or urge them to leave by nightfall
Amber attempts to sleep. Though perhaps they should carry on, they have been on the run all day and would surely collapse if they do not rest.
Amber doesn't get to lay down in the bed - that is taken by Helder - or in the chair - Erich and Federklied fight over that, with Erich winning out. But she does get to sit up against the bed, and briefly doze off. She is awakened by Federklied some indeterminate time after nightfall, but after not enough sleep.
"We need to go."
Amber nods silently and carefully carries her viol. She looks to make sure the others are ready.
Helder requires a jolt to wake up, looking startled and disappointed to find himself not in his bed. Erich wakes up quickly, but seems to be annoyed that he has to leave now. They are ready
Amber leads them out of the cabin onto their way. "We're headed north, but stay as quiet as you can. They will be on the road but even in the woods they might be listening."
The griffins walk out a back door, and past the wooden shed, and then carefully move over a barbed wire fence into a set of forest.
Helder nods. Then he says, "It's quicker to follow cattle trails and roads as much as possible, but even these lands are not without griffins. We'll move through the forest as necessary. Quickly. If it takes us too long, they can alert the police in Bronze Hill."
Amber goes along. "I just hope it is possible to get through Bronze Hill before they do so."
The group walks north, through forest floors that become increasingly damp, then to a barbed wire fence, then across a field which is within line of sight to a house, then to another barbed wire fence and a trail
Barbed wire fences are oddly common here. When they reach the trail they follow it north, splitting off from it if it does not lead that way.
"These farms and pastures are new here. Cleared only a few decades ago. Most of this land is still wild. We'll have to go through it to get to the Griffking."
They enter onto a simple trail flanked by tall trees, and elevated somewhat above the surrounding forests. This trail ends near a house, and converges with a road.
Amber decides not to approach the house, or get seen by its inhabitants, nor brave the openness of the road. Instead, going through the woods is better.
Amber steps off of the elevated trail and onto the forest floor to find it is not solid and leaf covered like the broad-leafed forest Amber traversed before, but damp, moss-covered, and slowly giving way to Amber's claws.
It will not be as easy trekking. They'll need to watch their steps.