Ambergriff wonders her way through the bog at night, looking for safety. Silver leads a heroic assault on the infiltrators before they can destroy the city. Both will have to wake soon...
Hopefully Spark's line will continue soon as well.
/vx/ - Videogames and Paranormal
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>>167779
"Oh, he didn't? He did create me, or at least, made me what I am today. You could say I owe him my life, and for that I'm bound to his service."
>over a bridge
Posie abruptly freezes as the car passes over the bridge, unfreezing as it passes over the threshold.
"... Ugh.. I can never get used to that..."
"Oh, he didn't? He did create me, or at least, made me what I am today. You could say I owe him my life, and for that I'm bound to his service."
>over a bridge
Posie abruptly freezes as the car passes over the bridge, unfreezing as it passes over the threshold.
"... Ugh.. I can never get used to that..."
>>167780
So there's no confusion, this guy is not her proper master. He's just a liason in Equestria
"Used to what?" He asks
So there's no confusion, this guy is not her proper master. He's just a liason in Equestria
"Used to what?" He asks
>>167782
He looks back to her again.
"Interesting weakness... There's quite a bit of water here"
I'll be out some minutes
He looks back to her again.
"Interesting weakness... There's quite a bit of water here"
I'll be out some minutes
"Is this our new home, momma?"
"No, sweetie. This is what Equestrians call an 'automobile'. It's a transport to get around, like the boat we came here on."
"A twanspowt... Like Vesuvius?"
"Yes, just like Vesuvius, although not nearly as fancy."
"No, sweetie. This is what Equestrians call an 'automobile'. It's a transport to get around, like the boat we came here on."
"A twanspowt... Like Vesuvius?"
"Yes, just like Vesuvius, although not nearly as fancy."
>>167787
If Gloomy is sitting on the right side, and he presumably would be, he'd have a view of the passing rows of townhouses, of the great basilica, of the parks, most likely of the courthouse and the center square, and of the high-rise office buildings and hotels off in the distance. It isn't that long before the car turns south and takes them over the river, and towards smaller towns with a brick elementary school, a fire station, small grocery stores, and many single houses. But more than this, the ponies start to see trees, those these are barren limbed oak and chestnut trees.
>>167784
"Well, I suppose I learned something new about your kind." He looks back, but at Gloomy. "Who is he?"
If Gloomy is sitting on the right side, and he presumably would be, he'd have a view of the passing rows of townhouses, of the great basilica, of the parks, most likely of the courthouse and the center square, and of the high-rise office buildings and hotels off in the distance. It isn't that long before the car turns south and takes them over the river, and towards smaller towns with a brick elementary school, a fire station, small grocery stores, and many single houses. But more than this, the ponies start to see trees, those these are barren limbed oak and chestnut trees.
>>167784
"Well, I suppose I learned something new about your kind." He looks back, but at Gloomy. "Who is he?"
>>167788
[enthusiastic colt noises]
"Oh, him?" Posie says, lowering her tone as the colt is distracted
"He's a little project of mine. I nicked him from the thrall herd in the Coven Of Blood after taking a liking to him, and I think he'll show some excellent return on investment. For all intents and purposes, let's say he's my 'son'."
[enthusiastic colt noises]
"Oh, him?" Posie says, lowering her tone as the colt is distracted
"He's a little project of mine. I nicked him from the thrall herd in the Coven Of Blood after taking a liking to him, and I think he'll show some excellent return on investment. For all intents and purposes, let's say he's my 'son'."
>>167789
"Well that's sweet." He says. "Can you have children?" He begins to say, but trails off, evidently abandoning the question.
"We'll be coming to Licorice Lament's house shortly. It's a bit south of the city."
"Well that's sweet." He says. "Can you have children?" He begins to say, but trails off, evidently abandoning the question.
"We'll be coming to Licorice Lament's house shortly. It's a bit south of the city."
>>167790
>"Can you have children?"
Vampires can, so idk why I couldn't. Would need a lot of blood though (anybody have that relevant /tg/ screenshot about Hitler and his vampire waifu?)
"... I haven't given it much thought, to be honest. Maybe I'll give it try some time."
>Arriving soon
Good
>"Can you have children?"
Vampires can, so idk why I couldn't. Would need a lot of blood though (anybody have that relevant /tg/ screenshot about Hitler and his vampire waifu?)
"... I haven't given it much thought, to be honest. Maybe I'll give it try some time."
>Arriving soon
Good
>>167791
Evidently Posie isn't pleased with the line of admittedly very awkward conversation.
He turns left off of a road to a gate, gets out and unlocks it, then drives down a dirt road, with open field to each side that is overgrown with grass and saplings. Posie can see field sunken into water, submerged forest, and what must have been orchards at one point, that have since gone feral. It isn't long at all until she arrives at a manor house like that belonging to a grand plantation, though exactly what that plantation once grew is hard to say. There are white pillars at the entrance, wide windows and tall ceilings for a manor that is two stories, with a third or an attic at points, as indicated by the windows.
"And we're here"
Evidently Posie isn't pleased with the line of admittedly very awkward conversation.
He turns left off of a road to a gate, gets out and unlocks it, then drives down a dirt road, with open field to each side that is overgrown with grass and saplings. Posie can see field sunken into water, submerged forest, and what must have been orchards at one point, that have since gone feral. It isn't long at all until she arrives at a manor house like that belonging to a grand plantation, though exactly what that plantation once grew is hard to say. There are white pillars at the entrance, wide windows and tall ceilings for a manor that is two stories, with a third or an attic at points, as indicated by the windows.
"And we're here"
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Dark Star wakes up to multiple sensations. The room is cold, but he's under a nice warm blanket. In lieu of a pillow between his legs, he has a rather large and soft mare, though she produces less heat than he may prefer. At least her fur is soft, and her ears press against his chin. He feels a little hung over though. Light is coming into the room from the window.
And then Dark Star remembers that zebras exist, and he feels much worse.
And then Dark Star remembers that zebras exist, and he feels much worse.
>>167792
"Nice place." Rosie says, snatching up gloomy and taking him with her
Rosie approaches the manor
"Nice place." Rosie says, snatching up gloomy and taking him with her
Rosie approaches the manor
>>167793
I Blink my eyes rapidly, adjusting to my hang over. I rub my temple as the light creeps into the room and my eyes, my mouth feels dry as I begin running my tongue over my dry lips moistening them, my head beginning to pound slightly.
I look down at the warmth that i feel emanating from the form next to me
I Blink my eyes rapidly, adjusting to my hang over. I rub my temple as the light creeps into the room and my eyes, my mouth feels dry as I begin running my tongue over my dry lips moistening them, my head beginning to pound slightly.
I look down at the warmth that i feel emanating from the form next to me
>>167794
Much of the grass around the manor is overgrown. Mason gets out of the vehicle and goes towards the door. He knocks. Nothing happens. He knocks again, then takes out a key and opens the door. "Chappaquiddick" he yells into the house, then opens the door and moves inside
>>167795
It is amazingly blue. Actually it's closer in color to white, and really kind of like a bluish tinted white, and even then it's a kind of greenish blue. But still. It's very blue. Dark Star is probably thirsty.
Much of the grass around the manor is overgrown. Mason gets out of the vehicle and goes towards the door. He knocks. Nothing happens. He knocks again, then takes out a key and opens the door. "Chappaquiddick" he yells into the house, then opens the door and moves inside
>>167795
It is amazingly blue. Actually it's closer in color to white, and really kind of like a bluish tinted white, and even then it's a kind of greenish blue. But still. It's very blue. Dark Star is probably thirsty.
>>167797
Pull back away from her, move under sheets, get out from under the sheets... damn it's cold here. Dark Star is out, and she hasn't reacted.
Pull back away from her, move under sheets, get out from under the sheets... damn it's cold here. Dark Star is out, and she hasn't reacted.
>>167798
I try not to make too much noise as i walk into the bathroom and turn the tap on and get a refreshing drink of water
I try not to make too much noise as i walk into the bathroom and turn the tap on and get a refreshing drink of water
>>167799
>drinking the tap water in baltimare
Alrighty then. Dark Star is at least made less thirsty. So that's an improvement.
>>167800
Looking inside, there is a wooden floor, a wooden staircase leading up to a second floor railing, old furniture off to the right, and a door entering to what seems to be a dining room on the left.
"Lament?" Mason looks around, moving towards the stairs.
From the left, out from the doorway, Posie sees a new form. It's a mare, evidently a zebra with a pink coat and gray and black stripes, in a black dress with her mane tied back, comes out
"He's still sleeping" she says with an accent distinct not only from Posie's North Griffonian accent, but even the equestrian accents Posie has heard.
>drinking the tap water in baltimare
Alrighty then. Dark Star is at least made less thirsty. So that's an improvement.
>>167800
Looking inside, there is a wooden floor, a wooden staircase leading up to a second floor railing, old furniture off to the right, and a door entering to what seems to be a dining room on the left.
"Lament?" Mason looks around, moving towards the stairs.
From the left, out from the doorway, Posie sees a new form. It's a mare, evidently a zebra with a pink coat and gray and black stripes, in a black dress with her mane tied back, comes out
"He's still sleeping" she says with an accent distinct not only from Posie's North Griffonian accent, but even the equestrian accents Posie has heard.
>>167801
>drinking the tap water in baltimare
Wouldn't be the first time
I Walk back into the bedroom, and look for a news paper(if theres one lying around)
>drinking the tap water in baltimare
Wouldn't be the first time
I Walk back into the bedroom, and look for a news paper(if theres one lying around)
>>167802
There isn't a fresh one from today, if that's what he's looking for. The newest one is from yesterday. He could likely locate a fresh one downstairs
There isn't a fresh one from today, if that's what he's looking for. The newest one is from yesterday. He could likely locate a fresh one downstairs
>>167804
She looks at Rosie, up, then down, then back at her eyes. She nods
"I'm Low Rain. Day Low Rain. An guest of Lament." She tilts her head, clearly not expecting Posie to be here. Mason has gone upsatirs.
>>167805
Blue Skies turns her head over and looks up towards him a single fluid motion. Either she was already awake, or she woke easily. She looks up to him with big turquoise eyes.
She looks at Rosie, up, then down, then back at her eyes. She nods
"I'm Low Rain. Day Low Rain. An guest of Lament." She tilts her head, clearly not expecting Posie to be here. Mason has gone upsatirs.
>>167805
Blue Skies turns her head over and looks up towards him a single fluid motion. Either she was already awake, or she woke easily. She looks up to him with big turquoise eyes.
>>167807
From upstairs, Posie can hear:
"I'm coming"
Nearly stumbling down, following Mason is a fairly tall but still slender black unicorn stallion in a black cloak. His mane is white and disheveled, and his eyes are deep purple. He looks discombobulated, and he seems to have difficultly even making it down the stairs. All the same, he arrives at the bottom of the landing.
"Rosie Ring, is it?!" He nearly yells, looking over to Posie with lidded (probably tired) eyes.
From upstairs, Posie can hear:
"I'm coming"
Nearly stumbling down, following Mason is a fairly tall but still slender black unicorn stallion in a black cloak. His mane is white and disheveled, and his eyes are deep purple. He looks discombobulated, and he seems to have difficultly even making it down the stairs. All the same, he arrives at the bottom of the landing.
"Rosie Ring, is it?!" He nearly yells, looking over to Posie with lidded (probably tired) eyes.
>>167808
She looks a little concerned. Instead of responding, she leans her head forward, and onto Dark Star's chest
She looks a little concerned. Instead of responding, she leans her head forward, and onto Dark Star's chest
>>167811
He moves into the room, and towards a table. The zebra mare places a half empty bottle of wine on it, and Lament picks it up. He holds it for a moment until the mare gives him a glass, and then he starts pouring a glass.
"So you're the one they sent. The one they sent to try to... gain a hoofhold in the Equestrian Southeast, is it? Is that your understanding of why you are here?"
He moves into the room, and towards a table. The zebra mare places a half empty bottle of wine on it, and Lament picks it up. He holds it for a moment until the mare gives him a glass, and then he starts pouring a glass.
"So you're the one they sent. The one they sent to try to... gain a hoofhold in the Equestrian Southeast, is it? Is that your understanding of why you are here?"
>>167812
"As far as I understand, yes. Although, I guess my first case of business is to follow orders; if not that, I would like opportune practice to perfect my art."
"As far as I understand, yes. Although, I guess my first case of business is to follow orders; if not that, I would like opportune practice to perfect my art."
>>167813
He moves over to the left, to what must be a living room or parlor.
"Come, sit down." He sits down on a green couch with red roses. The mare follows and sits down on the couch next to him. He leans back holding the wine glass in his magic aura, and places a hoof on the table in front of him. Posie may sit on a similar couch near it positioned at a ninety degree angle to the couch, and also by the table.
"Tell me." He says. "What kind of practice do you have in mind? I'm curious to hear what your expectations are. I want to see how far you Mageholders are from the reality of us Old Worlders."
>>167814
She looks back up to him.
"Either it has to be disguised as a dispute amongst criminals, which they will know is false, or it has to be a crackdown on firearms trafficking gone wrong, which just makes us the aggressors." She answers cryptically.
He moves over to the left, to what must be a living room or parlor.
"Come, sit down." He sits down on a green couch with red roses. The mare follows and sits down on the couch next to him. He leans back holding the wine glass in his magic aura, and places a hoof on the table in front of him. Posie may sit on a similar couch near it positioned at a ninety degree angle to the couch, and also by the table.
"Tell me." He says. "What kind of practice do you have in mind? I'm curious to hear what your expectations are. I want to see how far you Mageholders are from the reality of us Old Worlders."
>>167814
She looks back up to him.
"Either it has to be disguised as a dispute amongst criminals, which they will know is false, or it has to be a crackdown on firearms trafficking gone wrong, which just makes us the aggressors." She answers cryptically.
>>167815
>red roses
Lovely
Posie sits down
>"What kind of practice do you have in mind? I'm curious to hear what your expectations are.
"The violent type, to put it bluntly. I've got a sort of dead end in my hexing, and I would prefer to try it on living targets." Rosie says
"But first... thralls.. I was forced to leave my personal thralls in mage to get into the countr-"
"- wike Vesuvius!"
"Yes, Gloomy, like Vesuvius... Anyway, I'm looking to test my capabilities to control the dead, and capture a personal guard for my operations here. I know pickings are scarce in inhabited areas, but if you should know of any local haunts or burrows where I could rebuke some muscle, I would greatly appreciate it."
>red roses
Lovely
Posie sits down
>"What kind of practice do you have in mind? I'm curious to hear what your expectations are.
"The violent type, to put it bluntly. I've got a sort of dead end in my hexing, and I would prefer to try it on living targets." Rosie says
"But first... thralls.. I was forced to leave my personal thralls in mage to get into the countr-"
"- wike Vesuvius!"
"Yes, Gloomy, like Vesuvius... Anyway, I'm looking to test my capabilities to control the dead, and capture a personal guard for my operations here. I know pickings are scarce in inhabited areas, but if you should know of any local haunts or burrows where I could rebuke some muscle, I would greatly appreciate it."
>>167819
"I'm in danger of being suspended or reassigned. This isn't my first violation, and six civilian deaths is unacceptable to Sea Breeze. We have to make a story to cover for it."
"I'm in danger of being suspended or reassigned. This isn't my first violation, and six civilian deaths is unacceptable to Sea Breeze. We have to make a story to cover for it."
>>167820
I raise an eyebrow
"Yes, we do, maybe i can get back in there and put some implicating items around the building."
I raise an eyebrow
"Yes, we do, maybe i can get back in there and put some implicating items around the building."
>>167818
"Raiments, Deathlocks, Dessicators, Skulking Cysts, bonerats, brains in jars, quells, murks, skin kites, and especially Slaymates..." Rosie says, clutching Gloomy closely
"The kinds of undead that aren't easiest to make. I'm on a search for, say, 'organic' thralls. I'm rather interested in what the magic of Equestria has to offer. It's actually why I opted for that Necrologist cover story. I figured that the work might lead me to some bountiful sites."
"Raiments, Deathlocks, Dessicators, Skulking Cysts, bonerats, brains in jars, quells, murks, skin kites, and especially Slaymates..." Rosie says, clutching Gloomy closely
"The kinds of undead that aren't easiest to make. I'm on a search for, say, 'organic' thralls. I'm rather interested in what the magic of Equestria has to offer. It's actually why I opted for that Necrologist cover story. I figured that the work might lead me to some bountiful sites."
>>167822
He nods, though he scrunches.
"Equestria has a lot to offer. Both magical and not. The best Necromancers and Vampires are from here. And Equestria produces the best for a reason. And it's not because it's a simple, cozy environment. Though one can... quickly make themselves cozy here."
He pours more wine
>>167821
"Well the police have already swarmed the building, though we can retroactively add evidence. The simplest answer is that it was a raid for illegal weapons trafficking - and they had illegal weapons. But that suggests that the Blackhooves in Baltimare are going to crack down on the Waterfront Gang, and that's not a war we are looking to start. Not now. Another explanation would be that this raid was connected to the Comte case, because they were trafficking foals. Which they were. But that would suggest that the Blackhooves are trying to enforce criminal laws, and especially a criminal case that implicates a member of the SDP council, which is an assault on the SPD, which is not acceptable. What we cannot do is to provide no explanation at all. Because then, you have a Blackhooves agent and a volunteer killing six Baltimare civilians. That would be a declaration of war upon the citizens of Baltimare, and that is absolutely not acceptable. Better in that case to turn the agent over to the local authorities to be hanged as a murderer."
He nods, though he scrunches.
"Equestria has a lot to offer. Both magical and not. The best Necromancers and Vampires are from here. And Equestria produces the best for a reason. And it's not because it's a simple, cozy environment. Though one can... quickly make themselves cozy here."
He pours more wine
>>167821
"Well the police have already swarmed the building, though we can retroactively add evidence. The simplest answer is that it was a raid for illegal weapons trafficking - and they had illegal weapons. But that suggests that the Blackhooves in Baltimare are going to crack down on the Waterfront Gang, and that's not a war we are looking to start. Not now. Another explanation would be that this raid was connected to the Comte case, because they were trafficking foals. Which they were. But that would suggest that the Blackhooves are trying to enforce criminal laws, and especially a criminal case that implicates a member of the SDP council, which is an assault on the SPD, which is not acceptable. What we cannot do is to provide no explanation at all. Because then, you have a Blackhooves agent and a volunteer killing six Baltimare civilians. That would be a declaration of war upon the citizens of Baltimare, and that is absolutely not acceptable. Better in that case to turn the agent over to the local authorities to be hanged as a murderer."
>>167824
"Yes, yes, so I've heard. I'm quite interested in learning all this land has to offer." Posie says
"Yes, yes, so I've heard. I'm quite interested in learning all this land has to offer." Posie says
>>167826
Unless it's blood, nah
"No, no.. it's not to my taste." Posie refuses, politely, squeezing her colt gently
Unless it's blood, nah
"No, no.. it's not to my taste." Posie refuses, politely, squeezing her colt gently
>>167824
"This is a very serious situation, The most appealing option to me is pinning it on comte"
As she continues and ,mentions hanging Dark Star's face contorts into a frown.
"That is the one thing that is not going to happen,... I promise".
"This is a very serious situation, The most appealing option to me is pinning it on comte"
As she continues and ,mentions hanging Dark Star's face contorts into a frown.
"That is the one thing that is not going to happen,... I promise".
>>167828
"I haven't had any chance to try. I was only recently emancipated." Posie says, trying to hide her embarrassment
"So, nonexistent... Commanding the dead is my specialty, raising them is an art I've yet to master."
>tfw don't get animate dead until lvl 8
Clerics have it so good...
"I haven't had any chance to try. I was only recently emancipated." Posie says, trying to hide her embarrassment
"So, nonexistent... Commanding the dead is my specialty, raising them is an art I've yet to master."
>tfw don't get animate dead until lvl 8
Clerics have it so good...
>>167829
The blue pony sits up. She is vulnerable to a hug.
"Darkie, the politics are a little complicated. Crimes against children are, well, crimes. And criminal matters belong to the local government, to the SDP appointed Baltimare Police. By saying we are making raids on criminal organizations to enforce a criminal law, we are making it unambigious that we are not trusting or allowing the SDP to enforce criminal laws, at least as concerns one of its own. It's an attack on the treaty we made with the SDP to allow them to govern Baltimare. It's not a simple political issue."
>>167830
"Command the dead? Tell me the difference." He finishes the wine, and pours more.
The blue pony sits up. She is vulnerable to a hug.
"Darkie, the politics are a little complicated. Crimes against children are, well, crimes. And criminal matters belong to the local government, to the SDP appointed Baltimare Police. By saying we are making raids on criminal organizations to enforce a criminal law, we are making it unambigious that we are not trusting or allowing the SDP to enforce criminal laws, at least as concerns one of its own. It's an attack on the treaty we made with the SDP to allow them to govern Baltimare. It's not a simple political issue."
>>167830
"Command the dead? Tell me the difference." He finishes the wine, and pours more.
>>167831
"Halt them, control them, turn them to my side. I spent a lot of time commanding uncontrolled thralls in magehold. It's considered... Lower management."
"Halt them, control them, turn them to my side. I spent a lot of time commanding uncontrolled thralls in magehold. It's considered... Lower management."
>>167833
"... Yes, for now..." Posie says, burying her muzzle in Gloomy's mane
"...Is it dinner time, momma?"
"Mmmph, not now, sweetie."
"... Yes, for now..." Posie says, burying her muzzle in Gloomy's mane
"...Is it dinner time, momma?"
"Mmmph, not now, sweetie."
>>167834
"So really, you need corpses that have already been reanimated" He adds
It's noon, for perspective
"So really, you need corpses that have already been reanimated" He adds
It's noon, for perspective
>>167835
>noon
The time was not why he was asking
"That's only one of my skills. I'm also proficient in blackweave hexes and combat magic, especially the entropic sort."
>noon
The time was not why he was asking
"That's only one of my skills. I'm also proficient in blackweave hexes and combat magic, especially the entropic sort."
>>167836
Alrighty then....
He nods, and moves back
"Why don't you tell me a bit about that. Hexes and entropic magic."
Alrighty then....
He nods, and moves back
"Why don't you tell me a bit about that. Hexes and entropic magic."
>>167831
I Hug her
"We're in quite the fix here, What would happen if we "Found" some evidence that Pointed directly at him, some undeniable proof?"
I Hug her
"We're in quite the fix here, What would happen if we "Found" some evidence that Pointed directly at him, some undeniable proof?"
>>167837
>hexes
https://srd.dndtools.org/srd/magic/spells/classSpellLists/dreadNecromancerSpells.html
"The kinds of spells that cause panic in living creatures, or inflict supernatural wounds - I'm rather good at that one, so much that I can do so at will. I know the fundamentals of magic detection as well. I can even conjure temporary undead minions from beyond the void."
>hexes
https://srd.dndtools.org/srd/magic/spells/classSpellLists/dreadNecromancerSpells.html
"The kinds of spells that cause panic in living creatures, or inflict supernatural wounds - I'm rather good at that one, so much that I can do so at will. I know the fundamentals of magic detection as well. I can even conjure temporary undead minions from beyond the void."
I'm going to go to bed soon. Could we wrap up the exposition soon and get ready for Posie's first quest later?
>>167840
"I would certainly hope so... I didn't practice all this for nothing. It's certainly useful when it comes to healing undead thralls, although I have none of my own right now..."
"I would certainly hope so... I didn't practice all this for nothing. It's certainly useful when it comes to healing undead thralls, although I have none of my own right now..."
>>167843
"~Ooh, now we're talking" Posie says, perking up
"Well, what are we waiting for. Let's see it."
"~Ooh, now we're talking" Posie says, perking up
"Well, what are we waiting for. Let's see it."
>>167844
"Follow me" He says. He gets up, goes towards a door behind the stairs, and then through another room with more couches and book shelves that seems to be a study, and then through a door outside, onto a porch. In the back is open grass, and trees past a low area, but he walks towards the left towards a small building that seems to be a kind of guest house. Through a door, Lament opens it, and goes to a simple double bed that has an object on it it under covers. He pulls the covers off
Posie sees the corpse of a zebra mare, still partly dressed in a black cape, that has been cut up and shot multiple times. The eyes are wide open, and oddly red. There is some abnormal quality to it, not the least of which is that it doesn't seem to be decaying despite being laid out in the ambient air. It isn't hard at all to guess the cause of death, as the oddly bloodless cuts are more than enough explanation.
>>167845
"But, you see, Seabreeze isn't happy to start a war. It would need to be a faction we expect to not fight back. Or one we can make peace with easily. Unless we had more resources."
"Follow me" He says. He gets up, goes towards a door behind the stairs, and then through another room with more couches and book shelves that seems to be a study, and then through a door outside, onto a porch. In the back is open grass, and trees past a low area, but he walks towards the left towards a small building that seems to be a kind of guest house. Through a door, Lament opens it, and goes to a simple double bed that has an object on it it under covers. He pulls the covers off
Posie sees the corpse of a zebra mare, still partly dressed in a black cape, that has been cut up and shot multiple times. The eyes are wide open, and oddly red. There is some abnormal quality to it, not the least of which is that it doesn't seem to be decaying despite being laid out in the ambient air. It isn't hard at all to guess the cause of death, as the oddly bloodless cuts are more than enough explanation.
>>167845
"But, you see, Seabreeze isn't happy to start a war. It would need to be a faction we expect to not fight back. Or one we can make peace with easily. Unless we had more resources."
>>167846
Is it moving?
I don't actually know what it is, so I'm going to roll Religion
[1d20+9 = (8+9) = 17]
Is it moving?
I don't actually know what it is, so I'm going to roll Religion
[1d20+9 = (8+9) = 17]
>>167846
"Well preserved, at least." Posie says, brandishing her silver medallion from her implements purse
"Where did you get this one?"
"Well preserved, at least." Posie says, brandishing her silver medallion from her implements purse
"Where did you get this one?"
>>167850
>practitioner of a voodoo religion from the great lakes region of Zebrica, and then, likely a creole Equestrian variant
"Ah, voodoo. Quite a few arts of necromancy have roots in Zebrican tradition, especially when it comes to reanimation. Zebras have an odd knack for it."
>practitioner of a voodoo religion from the great lakes region of Zebrica, and then, likely a creole Equestrian variant
"Ah, voodoo. Quite a few arts of necromancy have roots in Zebrican tradition, especially when it comes to reanimation. Zebras have an odd knack for it."
>>167852
Those stab wounds aren't bloodless because they were inflicted by magic. They are bloodless because the heart stopped beating before the wounds were inflicted. This creature died by violence, was reanimated, and then cut down again
It's Day Low Rain who answers,
"This was my cousin"
Then Lament
"A Voodoo sorceress by the name of Rue Dumare. She was one of the better sorceresses in this region. She was killed in a raid by Customs agents about four nights ago, along with several other prominent locals."
>>167854
"Well, in that regard you are lucky. We have voodoo practioners here in these swamps."
>>167853
"Agents, mostly. Soldiers too."
Those stab wounds aren't bloodless because they were inflicted by magic. They are bloodless because the heart stopped beating before the wounds were inflicted. This creature died by violence, was reanimated, and then cut down again
It's Day Low Rain who answers,
"This was my cousin"
Then Lament
"A Voodoo sorceress by the name of Rue Dumare. She was one of the better sorceresses in this region. She was killed in a raid by Customs agents about four nights ago, along with several other prominent locals."
>>167854
"Well, in that regard you are lucky. We have voodoo practioners here in these swamps."
>>167853
"Agents, mostly. Soldiers too."
>>167856
"Which ever one expects to lose. More likely the Waterfront gang. The SDP thinks the ponies will side with them. Maybe they will, though maybe not if the ponies think... know they are all pedophiles"
"Which ever one expects to lose. More likely the Waterfront gang. The SDP thinks the ponies will side with them. Maybe they will, though maybe not if the ponies think... know they are all pedophiles"
>>167855
>then cut down again
Aww, what a waste
>"This was my cousin"
"I see..."
>by Customs agents about four nights ago, along with several other prominent locals
"What a waste... If only they'd mind their own business." Posie says, gritting her fangs
She then turns to lament
"Did you show this to me to show me the consequences for exposure? I well aware of the risks."
>then cut down again
Aww, what a waste
>"This was my cousin"
"I see..."
>by Customs agents about four nights ago, along with several other prominent locals
"What a waste... If only they'd mind their own business." Posie says, gritting her fangs
She then turns to lament
"Did you show this to me to show me the consequences for exposure? I well aware of the risks."
>>167857
"Yea that would be the Death knell for the SDP. It's time To get out there and "Find" some evidence."
He does the Air quote gesture with his hooves
"Yea that would be the Death knell for the SDP. It's time To get out there and "Find" some evidence."
He does the Air quote gesture with his hooves
>>167855
>We have voodoo practioners here in these swamps
"Do you now? Voodoo is volatile sorcery. Perhaps I might be able to find some thralls of my own afterall. It wouldn't hurt to chat with the locals either."
>We have voodoo practioners here in these swamps
"Do you now? Voodoo is volatile sorcery. Perhaps I might be able to find some thralls of my own afterall. It wouldn't hurt to chat with the locals either."
>>167858
"More or less, yes. There's an ocean between us Old Worlders and Mageholders, and more difference than that between us in mindset. We exist among the living, distinct and above them, but not entirely seperate from them. And a part of that is always remaining hidden. The governments here, there is more than one, go through phases of being wilfully blind to everything, and then overreacting on crackdowns. More good magicians than her were killed that night. You would have had more mentors to look up to, if only you came a week earlier."
He looks down at the corpse
"But part of the reason is to see if she can be of any service in death. Such a pitty to lose her..."
>>167860
He nods and smiles
"Now, you are thinking right"
"More or less, yes. There's an ocean between us Old Worlders and Mageholders, and more difference than that between us in mindset. We exist among the living, distinct and above them, but not entirely seperate from them. And a part of that is always remaining hidden. The governments here, there is more than one, go through phases of being wilfully blind to everything, and then overreacting on crackdowns. More good magicians than her were killed that night. You would have had more mentors to look up to, if only you came a week earlier."
He looks down at the corpse
"But part of the reason is to see if she can be of any service in death. Such a pitty to lose her..."
>>167860
He nods and smiles
"Now, you are thinking right"
>>167861
>"But part of the reason is to see if she can be of any service in death. Such a pitty to lose her..."
"I can't reanimate her quite yet (unless I move some stuff around on my character sheet, which I might), although she might rise again supernaturallly based on the conditions of her grave. It's not uncommon for mages of her profession to spontaneously reanimate after death. For now, it's best that she be kept somewhere cold and dry."
>"Now, you are thinking right"
Posie smiles
"I guess we should get to business then. I'll head out shortly, although I prefer to travel at night."
I'm really tired, so I think I'll turn in for tonight. Maybe that'll give you some time to write stuff and whatnot.
I had fun though. Looking forward to the next chance to play.
>"But part of the reason is to see if she can be of any service in death. Such a pitty to lose her..."
"I can't reanimate her quite yet (unless I move some stuff around on my character sheet, which I might), although she might rise again supernaturallly based on the conditions of her grave. It's not uncommon for mages of her profession to spontaneously reanimate after death. For now, it's best that she be kept somewhere cold and dry."
>"Now, you are thinking right"
Posie smiles
"I guess we should get to business then. I'll head out shortly, although I prefer to travel at night."
I'm really tired, so I think I'll turn in for tonight. Maybe that'll give you some time to write stuff and whatnot.
I had fun though. Looking forward to the next chance to play.
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>>167870
Downstairs, to the left, down the hall and to the right,
They have a set up in a room with plates, coffee, tea, orange juice, milk, fruit, muffins, toast... even waffles. There are a few other ponies and creatures in the room, also eating.
Downstairs, to the left, down the hall and to the right,
They have a set up in a room with plates, coffee, tea, orange juice, milk, fruit, muffins, toast... even waffles. There are a few other ponies and creatures in the room, also eating.
>>167872
Orange Juice, Toast, and Waffles it is. Options for jam are apple, and strawberry. Just those two.
Fellipe and Jacques are down here, as is a white pony unicorn mare, and a bat pony mare that looks familiar.
Orange Juice, Toast, and Waffles it is. Options for jam are apple, and strawberry. Just those two.
Fellipe and Jacques are down here, as is a white pony unicorn mare, and a bat pony mare that looks familiar.
>>167874
Different tables, like a dining room, with a buffet set up for the breakfast. It's pretty obvious that they just set up breakfast in exactly the same manner and style as existed in the hotel that's being used as the headquarters. Felippe and Jacques are together, while Moonlit Meadow (the bat pony mare) is to herself. There are also empty tables.
Different tables, like a dining room, with a buffet set up for the breakfast. It's pretty obvious that they just set up breakfast in exactly the same manner and style as existed in the hotel that's being used as the headquarters. Felippe and Jacques are together, while Moonlit Meadow (the bat pony mare) is to herself. There are also empty tables.
>>167875
I sit down at a table to myself, a few tables away from Felippe, and a couple tables from moonlit meadow
I sit down at a table to myself, a few tables away from Felippe, and a couple tables from moonlit meadow
>>167877
He tries to think back, memory slightly hazy, He remember Tricky and Sorrel
He begins staring at his waffles
He tries to think back, memory slightly hazy, He remember Tricky and Sorrel
He begins staring at his waffles
>>167878
They are a bit imperfect in shape, and a little small. There is syrup for them.
Tricky and Sorrel must still be at Dark Star's room over at the Eastside tavern, since they didn't really have anywhere else to go.
They are a bit imperfect in shape, and a little small. There is syrup for them.
Tricky and Sorrel must still be at Dark Star's room over at the Eastside tavern, since they didn't really have anywhere else to go.
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