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>>171293
He picks up the phone and stares at Amber
"It has indeed been poor the entire time I've worked here." He says stiffly. Then he adds "The rebels across the border to Longsword are a managed threat." He likely does not understand Amber's meaning
He picks up the phone and stares at Amber
"It has indeed been poor the entire time I've worked here." He says stiffly. Then he adds "The rebels across the border to Longsword are a managed threat." He likely does not understand Amber's meaning
>>171048
Silver moves into a hall with offices on either side, and past big black and white framed photos of shiny chrome aircraft, some in the air, some on the ground. Silver goes through a door threshold, and into a new section likewise flanked by offices. Here, there are paintings like a pony in a toga flanked by a bushel of wheat to the left, and crates to the right, as well as another painting of a freight ship in a harbor, with barrels in the foreground.
The hallway opens up, and now a giant, wooden desk with letters that announce itself as belonging to the Meadowbrook Republic Trade Authority. Behind it is an open door that leads into what Silver can guess is a break room, though there are cables hanging down from the roof. There are two hallways off to the right, and an office with glass windows between these two hallways to the right of the desk, and then one hallway off to the left, kind of in the center
Silver moves into a hall with offices on either side, and past big black and white framed photos of shiny chrome aircraft, some in the air, some on the ground. Silver goes through a door threshold, and into a new section likewise flanked by offices. Here, there are paintings like a pony in a toga flanked by a bushel of wheat to the left, and crates to the right, as well as another painting of a freight ship in a harbor, with barrels in the foreground.
The hallway opens up, and now a giant, wooden desk with letters that announce itself as belonging to the Meadowbrook Republic Trade Authority. Behind it is an open door that leads into what Silver can guess is a break room, though there are cables hanging down from the roof. There are two hallways off to the right, and an office with glass windows between these two hallways to the right of the desk, and then one hallway off to the left, kind of in the center
>>171296
Amber slams a talon on the table.
"Pshaw! 'Managed' my tail! They attempted to raid a train of the Imperial Reichsbahn, a passenger train to boot! In the decades I've worked there I've never had to deal with such things, only rowdy passengers. They're growing bolder, I tell you, if they're going after such targets, and when this story breaks it'll hurt transit numbers for sure. I can only wonder why, though…perhaps there was somegriff they were looking to cubnap?"
Amber slams a talon on the table.
"Pshaw! 'Managed' my tail! They attempted to raid a train of the Imperial Reichsbahn, a passenger train to boot! In the decades I've worked there I've never had to deal with such things, only rowdy passengers. They're growing bolder, I tell you, if they're going after such targets, and when this story breaks it'll hurt transit numbers for sure. I can only wonder why, though…perhaps there was somegriff they were looking to cubnap?"
>>171299
He lowers the phone, his eyes never breaking off of "Rudolf Hofstadter"
"What do you know?" He asks
He lowers the phone, his eyes never breaking off of "Rudolf Hofstadter"
"What do you know?" He asks
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>>171303
Take as much time as you need then.
Gonna roll Gather Information, which replaces survival in urban settings, iirc.
[1d20+4 = (18+4) = 22]
Also, I would like to buy a net.
Take as much time as you need then.
Gonna roll Gather Information, which replaces survival in urban settings, iirc.
[1d20+4 = (18+4) = 22]
Also, I would like to buy a net.
>>171298
Silver gives hoof motions for two of the members of the squad to look in the hallways to the right of the desk, while he himself looks in the hallway to the left.
Silver gives hoof motions for two of the members of the squad to look in the hallways to the right of the desk, while he himself looks in the hallway to the left.
>>171266
>Day Low Rain
I can't believe I forgot to ask this
"Good evening, Miss Rain. How is your sister doing?"
Wouldn't want to be rude
>Day Low Rain
I can't believe I forgot to ask this
"Good evening, Miss Rain. How is your sister doing?"
Wouldn't want to be rude
>>171308
Looking down the central hall on the left, Silver can see that he's found the center of the building. It doesn't stretch far at all, but what he can see is that it ends at another parallel hall that marks the edge of a great atrium in the building.
From the ponies investigating the "near" hall on the right, that is to say, the one further south, and closer from teh direction Silver came, he hears at the moment only silence. But from the further away hall on the right, from the evident break room.
Spectral Streak
"Don't move!"
He calls out,
"We've got something"
Looking down the central hall on the left, Silver can see that he's found the center of the building. It doesn't stretch far at all, but what he can see is that it ends at another parallel hall that marks the edge of a great atrium in the building.
From the ponies investigating the "near" hall on the right, that is to say, the one further south, and closer from teh direction Silver came, he hears at the moment only silence. But from the further away hall on the right, from the evident break room.
Spectral Streak
"Don't move!"
He calls out,
"We've got something"
>>171311
Glaring:
"Still dead"
>>171313
Looking inside, Silver can see a white room with cabinets on the left and the right. A light fixture hanging from the ceiling in the center-right has been removed and electrical lines hang from the ceiling. Below this light is a grey earth pony stallion, who stands uneasily with a Jenny rifle in a sort of "low ready" position. Off to the left, the light coming into the room is much lower, as its away from the door, but Silver can see a yellow unicorn, holding a shotgun in a yellow-green magical aura
Glaring:
"Still dead"
>>171313
Looking inside, Silver can see a white room with cabinets on the left and the right. A light fixture hanging from the ceiling in the center-right has been removed and electrical lines hang from the ceiling. Below this light is a grey earth pony stallion, who stands uneasily with a Jenny rifle in a sort of "low ready" position. Off to the left, the light coming into the room is much lower, as its away from the door, but Silver can see a yellow unicorn, holding a shotgun in a yellow-green magical aura
>>171314
Judging from how shooting has started, and how the earth pony seems to be frightened, Silver's initial assumption is that these are in fact ponies and not changelings. Still, he can't let his guard down. He looks at these two ponies and addresses them.
"Listen, we are in crunch time right now. If you two are changelings you had better start your shooting now because we are going to defuse your bomb. If you two are *ponies*...we could really use your help."
Judging from how shooting has started, and how the earth pony seems to be frightened, Silver's initial assumption is that these are in fact ponies and not changelings. Still, he can't let his guard down. He looks at these two ponies and addresses them.
"Listen, we are in crunch time right now. If you two are changelings you had better start your shooting now because we are going to defuse your bomb. If you two are *ponies*...we could really use your help."
>>171320
[1d20 = 1]
[1d20 = 2]
[1d20 = 18]
[1d20 = 1]
[1d20 = 2]
[1d20 = 20]
[1d20 = 16]
[1d20 = 19]
[1d20 = 6]
[1d20 = 11]
Not dropping his guard pays off. Without having to level his weapon like the changeling, he's able to beat him to the trigger and empty a full half of his mag.
BANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANG
[1d20 = 1]
[1d20 = 2]
[1d20 = 18]
[1d20 = 1]
[1d20 = 2]
[1d20 = 20]
[1d20 = 16]
[1d20 = 19]
[1d20 = 6]
[1d20 = 11]
Not dropping his guard pays off. Without having to level his weapon like the changeling, he's able to beat him to the trigger and empty a full half of his mag.
BANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANG
>>171323
>>171321
Silver can see the creature raise it's weapon towards Silver with a combination of fear and malice. He can vaguely see the reflection in the eyes. Then a shot to the upper chest, a shot to the creature's neck, a burst of green light as the grey fur is replaced with charcoal chittin and a light green carapace along it's back, a gagging sound, and then two more shots to its torso, and a contorted expression of horror on its face before its lifeless corpse hits the floor.
Spectral Streak shoots the second creature in rapid succession
[1d20+8 = (10+8) = 18]
[1d20+8 = (9+8) = 17]
[1d20+8 = (14+8) = 22]
[1d20+8 = (6+8) = 14]
>>171324
Sacrifice is necessary on the path to a bug-free future.
>>171321
Silver can see the creature raise it's weapon towards Silver with a combination of fear and malice. He can vaguely see the reflection in the eyes. Then a shot to the upper chest, a shot to the creature's neck, a burst of green light as the grey fur is replaced with charcoal chittin and a light green carapace along it's back, a gagging sound, and then two more shots to its torso, and a contorted expression of horror on its face before its lifeless corpse hits the floor.
Spectral Streak shoots the second creature in rapid succession
[1d20+8 = (10+8) = 18]
[1d20+8 = (9+8) = 17]
[1d20+8 = (14+8) = 22]
[1d20+8 = (6+8) = 14]
>>171324
Sacrifice is necessary on the path to a bug-free future.
>>171324
>>171326
This creature had an expression closer to simple fear as it is shot once, twice, three, four times, likewise "popping" it's pony facade before hitting the ground. The shotgun can be seen to be jammed with an improper feed as it hits the ground, which is perhaps why the drone was so afraid.
>>171326
This creature had an expression closer to simple fear as it is shot once, twice, three, four times, likewise "popping" it's pony facade before hitting the ground. The shotgun can be seen to be jammed with an improper feed as it hits the ground, which is perhaps why the drone was so afraid.
>>171327
Silver almost pities the poor creatures. Maybe in another universe they didn't have to be enemies. Sadly however they are enemies in this one, and if Silver doesn't want him and everypony he cares about to die, they had to die. He turns to look at Spec.
"It would be weird to station guards in random break room. They were protecting something."
>>171328
visible concern
Silver almost pities the poor creatures. Maybe in another universe they didn't have to be enemies. Sadly however they are enemies in this one, and if Silver doesn't want him and everypony he cares about to die, they had to die. He turns to look at Spec.
"It would be weird to station guards in random break room. They were protecting something."
>>171328
visible concern
>>171332
If it means Silver doesn't risk getting shot through the eye and into the brain, then he's gonna try to get an angle.
If it means Silver doesn't risk getting shot through the eye and into the brain, then he's gonna try to get an angle.
>>171333
Silver can see, in essence, that someone is shooting from what is now Silver's left (The far right when originally approaching). He can see that they are shooting at a pair of Silver's group, more precisely the purple pegasus pony and the orange pony. They seem to have succeeded in taking cover, though Silver cannot be sure.
Judging by the sound, the enemy is shooting with a Strange Automatic Rifle, and its loud sound reverberates through the narrow corridors.
Silver can see, in essence, that someone is shooting from what is now Silver's left (The far right when originally approaching). He can see that they are shooting at a pair of Silver's group, more precisely the purple pegasus pony and the orange pony. They seem to have succeeded in taking cover, though Silver cannot be sure.
Judging by the sound, the enemy is shooting with a Strange Automatic Rifle, and its loud sound reverberates through the narrow corridors.
>>171334
Is there anything on the bodies of the two changelings in the room that could help with dealing with this third changeling?
Is there anything on the bodies of the two changelings in the room that could help with dealing with this third changeling?
>>171335
Besides the weapons and ammunition they carried, only a few tools like pliers, a lighter, a screw driver, a wire stripper, some kind of clicker, a and a little mirror. Silver thinks he's found a battery to a radio, but no radio.
Besides the weapons and ammunition they carried, only a few tools like pliers, a lighter, a screw driver, a wire stripper, some kind of clicker, a and a little mirror. Silver thinks he's found a battery to a radio, but no radio.
>>171338
Perhaps Silver can pull the same trick he did just a little bit ago. Lining up against the doorframe, Silver peaks as he begins laying down covering fire in the direction of the third changeling.
BANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGclick
When his magazine runs empty, he retreats back into the room to reload.
Perhaps Silver can pull the same trick he did just a little bit ago. Lining up against the doorframe, Silver peaks as he begins laying down covering fire in the direction of the third changeling.
BANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGclick
When his magazine runs empty, he retreats back into the room to reload.
>>171304
Does Posey's check succeed to find the place?
I do need to have all my spells and ability mods ready ahead of time, so I just want to have an idea of what she's trotting into.
Does Posey's check succeed to find the place?
I do need to have all my spells and ability mods ready ahead of time, so I just want to have an idea of what she's trotting into.
>>171301
If griffons could purse beaks, Amber would look to be doing that now. "Oh, not much. I had a train to run, and our 'friend' was uncooperative in telling what his motivations were. But it's simple logic. Why attack a passenger train, and not a freight train, if the goal was not the cargo but the passengers? Unless, and hear me out, if the desired cargo was _on_ the passengers? You know how Katerinburg had a bit of an upset in the news? Such commotions tend to lead to a multitude of somewhat valuable knick-knacks getting moved about and leaving the country, even if the possessor doesn't realize quite how desired those things may be. Easy prey for cut-throat rebels, and easier to escape with than a bound and gagged citizen."
Amber's expression changes to be quite excited, as if she came up with a particularly clever realization.
If griffons could purse beaks, Amber would look to be doing that now. "Oh, not much. I had a train to run, and our 'friend' was uncooperative in telling what his motivations were. But it's simple logic. Why attack a passenger train, and not a freight train, if the goal was not the cargo but the passengers? Unless, and hear me out, if the desired cargo was _on_ the passengers? You know how Katerinburg had a bit of an upset in the news? Such commotions tend to lead to a multitude of somewhat valuable knick-knacks getting moved about and leaving the country, even if the possessor doesn't realize quite how desired those things may be. Easy prey for cut-throat rebels, and easier to escape with than a bound and gagged citizen."
Amber's expression changes to be quite excited, as if she came up with a particularly clever realization.
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>>171304
Posey casts Undetectable Alignment on herself (which she was too daft to do last time, for some reason)
She makes a Hide check to blend in with the crowd on her way to the address.
[1d20+9 = (12+9) = 21]
>>171348
Being in a large city can make it hard to find things. Not because there is little to go by, or too little information, but because there is too much. This can be to Posey's advantage. It's very easy for Posey to blend in. Even when she's an obvious outsider, and a foreigner, she is one of thousands.
>>171340
>>171304
Posey is, in essence, walking into a similar situation as she did before with the Kaftar and Crocuta community, though to a lesser extent. This area is the southern part of the Redheart district, hugging the Locust Promontory and the northern edge of the Delemare River. The buildings here, as elsewhere, tend to be crowded tenement blocks dating to sometime in the last century, four to five stories tall, with narrow units, dark brown brick facades that are plain and out of style, and occasional mismatched colorations of bricks that tell of repairs or even wholesale rebuilding of many of the buildings after some easily imagined disaster caused a partial collapse of the structure. Little bakeries, cobblers, grocers, medicine stores, and the like dot the lowest floors facing the street, and zoning is non-existent, as evidenced by the scattered giant manufactories that take up entire blocks.
Posey actually passed through this way some days ago, on her way to the ghetto. This area is more open, with fewer obvious signs of decay, fewer damaged street lamps and trashcans, and less garbage on the ground. Griffins stand out, making up perhaps 50% of the population. Even the pony population - numerous here, as everywhere - seems oddly foreign, wearing sometimes the bright colors of the Northern Griffonian ponies, the ponchos of the southern Equestrian ponies, or the webbed wings of the dreaded bats. Military and police do not seem to fear neighborhood, even as they do not trust it, and their patrols are semi-regular, if perhaps understaffed. Posey passes along at least one structure that takes up an entire block, with its imposing rectangular shape, odd blue coloration on the roof and symbols of the bear, the plow, and the wind, and two towering minarets - Posey knows what this is.
Arriving at her destination, Posey finds a fairly normal looking structure - a thin apartment block with a stone facade on the first floor, five floors in total, and her destination as apartment B on the third floor. Forlorn Grandeur is the name.
Being in a large city can make it hard to find things. Not because there is little to go by, or too little information, but because there is too much. This can be to Posey's advantage. It's very easy for Posey to blend in. Even when she's an obvious outsider, and a foreigner, she is one of thousands.
>>171340
>>171304
Posey is, in essence, walking into a similar situation as she did before with the Kaftar and Crocuta community, though to a lesser extent. This area is the southern part of the Redheart district, hugging the Locust Promontory and the northern edge of the Delemare River. The buildings here, as elsewhere, tend to be crowded tenement blocks dating to sometime in the last century, four to five stories tall, with narrow units, dark brown brick facades that are plain and out of style, and occasional mismatched colorations of bricks that tell of repairs or even wholesale rebuilding of many of the buildings after some easily imagined disaster caused a partial collapse of the structure. Little bakeries, cobblers, grocers, medicine stores, and the like dot the lowest floors facing the street, and zoning is non-existent, as evidenced by the scattered giant manufactories that take up entire blocks.
Posey actually passed through this way some days ago, on her way to the ghetto. This area is more open, with fewer obvious signs of decay, fewer damaged street lamps and trashcans, and less garbage on the ground. Griffins stand out, making up perhaps 50% of the population. Even the pony population - numerous here, as everywhere - seems oddly foreign, wearing sometimes the bright colors of the Northern Griffonian ponies, the ponchos of the southern Equestrian ponies, or the webbed wings of the dreaded bats. Military and police do not seem to fear neighborhood, even as they do not trust it, and their patrols are semi-regular, if perhaps understaffed. Posey passes along at least one structure that takes up an entire block, with its imposing rectangular shape, odd blue coloration on the roof and symbols of the bear, the plow, and the wind, and two towering minarets - Posey knows what this is.
Arriving at her destination, Posey finds a fairly normal looking structure - a thin apartment block with a stone facade on the first floor, five floors in total, and her destination as apartment B on the third floor. Forlorn Grandeur is the name.
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>>171349
>apartment buildings again
>reeeee
Posey walks up to the building and as she is about to head inside she's gripped with rigor mortis, her eye twitches and she curses under her breath as her shambling body disobeys her.
Posey reconsiders her plan.
"Think, Posey, think... Aha!"
Posey steps away from the apartment and takes out her pen, quill, an envelope and sealing wax, and using her magical aura to shape the wax into a symbol that she's well familiar with: the mark of the Arcturian Order."
With her intelligence, and familiarity with the symbol, Posey should be able to make a 15 on the check to forge the wax seal. Int is a dump stat for Paladins, and with Forgery being opposed by Forgery, it's likely to look official enough at a glance.
Posey knows when she's done with the seal as soon as it starts to hurt to look at, wincing at the holy symbol.
(To be cont)
>apartment buildings again
>reeeee
Posey walks up to the building and as she is about to head inside she's gripped with rigor mortis, her eye twitches and she curses under her breath as her shambling body disobeys her.
Posey reconsiders her plan.
"Think, Posey, think... Aha!"
Posey steps away from the apartment and takes out her pen, quill, an envelope and sealing wax, and using her magical aura to shape the wax into a symbol that she's well familiar with: the mark of the Arcturian Order."
With her intelligence, and familiarity with the symbol, Posey should be able to make a 15 on the check to forge the wax seal. Int is a dump stat for Paladins, and with Forgery being opposed by Forgery, it's likely to look official enough at a glance.
Posey knows when she's done with the seal as soon as it starts to hurt to look at, wincing at the holy symbol.
(To be cont)
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>>171350
As for the contents, Posey appeals to the hopes of the desperate paladin, fabricating a story that a local order has heeded his warnings.
>Dear Sir Luminous
>Your pleas have not gone unheard, for you have comrades in this fair city. The Equestrian Order of Paladins has endured through these trying times, although with the occupation we've been forced to lay low as the Blackhooves seek to stamp out any enduring loyalty to our fair Princess Celestia (bless her heart). Our forces are few, but we've endured all these centuries, and we will answer your call now, for we the disciples of the sun know all well what's to befall this world if the plague of unlife goes unopposed; it's what our dearest princess would wish for us to do, afterall. One of our compatriots would be willing to meet with you to discuss how our forces at the Baltimare and Potomac Tunnel at midnight on [insert date here]. Make haste, swift flyer, for we can't afford to stay in any one place for too long.
>Sighed: August Wreath (lol)
I'm about to pass out. Let me know if this plan is impossible at face value. The tunnel I'm referencing should've been built by now, if this city is anything like Baltimore. It has low infrequent, is in a generally secluded area, and it's nice and dark. The trick is to lure him to the tunnel so Posey can eliminate him there. I might have to set a different date though
Also, Posey should probably confirm that he lives hear first.
As for the contents, Posey appeals to the hopes of the desperate paladin, fabricating a story that a local order has heeded his warnings.
>Dear Sir Luminous
>Your pleas have not gone unheard, for you have comrades in this fair city. The Equestrian Order of Paladins has endured through these trying times, although with the occupation we've been forced to lay low as the Blackhooves seek to stamp out any enduring loyalty to our fair Princess Celestia (bless her heart). Our forces are few, but we've endured all these centuries, and we will answer your call now, for we the disciples of the sun know all well what's to befall this world if the plague of unlife goes unopposed; it's what our dearest princess would wish for us to do, afterall. One of our compatriots would be willing to meet with you to discuss how our forces at the Baltimare and Potomac Tunnel at midnight on [insert date here]. Make haste, swift flyer, for we can't afford to stay in any one place for too long.
>Sighed: August Wreath (lol)
I'm about to pass out. Let me know if this plan is impossible at face value. The tunnel I'm referencing should've been built by now, if this city is anything like Baltimore. It has low infrequent, is in a generally secluded area, and it's nice and dark. The trick is to lure him to the tunnel so Posey can eliminate him there. I might have to set a different date though
Also, Posey should probably confirm that he lives hear first.
>>171350
scrunch
Posey is able to create an arcturian symbol easily enough, and hopefully, well enough
>>171351
The biggest problem with this plan is that, well, Posey has not confirmed he lives here. Posey has not found anygriff of that name in the city. The name of the resident here is close; close enough to be a relative of the target, or the target going by a pseudonym, but the identity is not confirmed.
As for the tunnel... eh, I hadn't really planned on Baltimare having enough variation in elevation to make a tunnel really make sense, but sure, why not add a tunnel. That's not an issue.
scrunch
Posey is able to create an arcturian symbol easily enough, and hopefully, well enough
>>171351
The biggest problem with this plan is that, well, Posey has not confirmed he lives here. Posey has not found anygriff of that name in the city. The name of the resident here is close; close enough to be a relative of the target, or the target going by a pseudonym, but the identity is not confirmed.
As for the tunnel... eh, I hadn't really planned on Baltimare having enough variation in elevation to make a tunnel really make sense, but sure, why not add a tunnel. That's not an issue.
>>171353
Because I gave Posey the Phobia weakness in conjunction with vampire weaknesses, so she's unwilling to enter buildings without permission.
But she could use the mailbox.
>>171352
Well, if he's staying with relatives, any relative who receives an envelope addressed to him would likely deliver it to him. If he shows up at the given date, that would confirm that he lives near the area.
There's also possibility that he sees through the trap, but given that he's a paladin and there's only one faction that would be interested in assassinating him, he might just show up anyway to eliminate Posey...
The tunnel is to try to get him in an area where he can't put too much distance between himself and Posey by flying.
Because I gave Posey the Phobia weakness in conjunction with vampire weaknesses, so she's unwilling to enter buildings without permission.
But she could use the mailbox.
>>171352
Well, if he's staying with relatives, any relative who receives an envelope addressed to him would likely deliver it to him. If he shows up at the given date, that would confirm that he lives near the area.
There's also possibility that he sees through the trap, but given that he's a paladin and there's only one faction that would be interested in assassinating him, he might just show up anyway to eliminate Posey...
The tunnel is to try to get him in an area where he can't put too much distance between himself and Posey by flying.
>>171339
There is a pause, then BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG, and then Tattattattattattattat and a BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG
There is a pause, then BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG, and then Tattattattattattattat and a BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG
>>171358
He can see that the origin is some kind of office at the end of the hall. The distance is small.
He can see that the origin is some kind of office at the end of the hall. The distance is small.
>>171359
Silver finishes reloading his weapon, and with this knowledge peaks once again, now aiming for the changeling firing upon them.
[BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG
[1d20+5 = (2+5) = 7]
[1d20+5 = (4+5) = 9]
[1d20+5 = (2+5) = 7]
[1d20+5 = (12+5) = 17]
[1d20+5 = (17+5) = 22]
Silver finishes reloading his weapon, and with this knowledge peaks once again, now aiming for the changeling firing upon them.
[BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG
[1d20+5 = (2+5) = 7]
[1d20+5 = (4+5) = 9]
[1d20+5 = (2+5) = 7]
[1d20+5 = (12+5) = 17]
[1d20+5 = (17+5) = 22]
>>171360
Silver can see that there is a window in a big office which itself has a window out the back through which light pours and clouds hang above. The drone in question has taken a desk as cover, and is shooting atop it.
That's at least one hit, but I'm a little skeptical of there being two
Silver can see that there is a window in a big office which itself has a window out the back through which light pours and clouds hang above. The drone in question has taken a desk as cover, and is shooting atop it.
That's at least one hit, but I'm a little skeptical of there being two
>>171362
One hit is better than nothing. If Silver can, he ducks back into cover before he gets shot.
One hit is better than nothing. If Silver can, he ducks back into cover before he gets shot.
>>171355
After forging her letter, Posey looks for a mailbox with a name that corresponds with what she saw. She very clearly says "To Luminous" on the envelope. For good measure, she places her five silver bits in the envelope around the letter, just enough to make the sounds of sliding shekels that trigger magpie instincts, so her letter won't go ignored.
She marks the rendezvous in two days time (enough for any wrong recipients to fly it over to the correct target), at midnight in the tunnel, hoping the bait will reach Luminous.
Having set her trap, she trots home at a brisk pace, humming a gentle tune she picked up from a Farbook thrall and she returns to spoil Gloomy and work on her arcane research.
After forging her letter, Posey looks for a mailbox with a name that corresponds with what she saw. She very clearly says "To Luminous" on the envelope. For good measure, she places her five silver bits in the envelope around the letter, just enough to make the sounds of sliding shekels that trigger magpie instincts, so her letter won't go ignored.
She marks the rendezvous in two days time (enough for any wrong recipients to fly it over to the correct target), at midnight in the tunnel, hoping the bait will reach Luminous.
Having set her trap, she trots home at a brisk pace, humming a gentle tune she picked up from a Farbook thrall and she returns to spoil Gloomy and work on her arcane research.
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>>171365
Unless Posey has an encounter tonight, she doesn't do anything else tonight.
She later makes preparations for the rendezvous. She intends to be prepared to meet Luminous. She wouldn't bring her armor, which is too distinctive to catch the griffon off guard, but she would bring her new sword (which, as I checked, is an archaic weapon), her satchel, her spell components, and her cloak.
It would probably help to buy a weighted net, but idk. I'm actually kind of broke rn, and 20 gp for a net is... Well, probably worth it.
Unless Posey has an encounter tonight, she doesn't do anything else tonight.
She later makes preparations for the rendezvous. She intends to be prepared to meet Luminous. She wouldn't bring her armor, which is too distinctive to catch the griffon off guard, but she would bring her new sword (which, as I checked, is an archaic weapon), her satchel, her spell components, and her cloak.
It would probably help to buy a weighted net, but idk. I'm actually kind of broke rn, and 20 gp for a net is... Well, probably worth it.
>>171363
The drone, evidently, has to reload.
There is more "Tat tat" and "Tat tat," indicating that Silver is not the only one involved
The drone, evidently, has to reload.
There is more "Tat tat" and "Tat tat," indicating that Silver is not the only one involved
>>171367
In that case, Silver peaks again, and...
BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG
[1d20+5 = (19+5) = 24]
[1d20+5 = (12+5) = 17]
[1d20+5 = (18+5) = 23]
[1d20+5 = (3+5) = 8]
[1d20+5 = (3+5) = 8]
In that case, Silver peaks again, and...
BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG
[1d20+5 = (19+5) = 24]
[1d20+5 = (12+5) = 17]
[1d20+5 = (18+5) = 23]
[1d20+5 = (3+5) = 8]
[1d20+5 = (3+5) = 8]
>>171371
>>171372
The drone slumps down. It's clearly not dead, as it makes an in-equine "maaaah" sound that would be almost humerous, were it not so persistent, and filled with gutteral sounds as the creature slowly chokes on its own blood.
Silver can see that there is another drone near it with a submachine gun, styled with the curved magazine on the side the same as the Home Guard medics
>>171372
The drone slumps down. It's clearly not dead, as it makes an in-equine "maaaah" sound that would be almost humerous, were it not so persistent, and filled with gutteral sounds as the creature slowly chokes on its own blood.
Silver can see that there is another drone near it with a submachine gun, styled with the curved magazine on the side the same as the Home Guard medics
>>171373
If it wasn't for this other changeling, Silver would put the poor bastard out of his misery. With the situation as is, Silver turns his weapon on this fourth changeling and fires another burst.
BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG
[1d10+5 = (9+5) = 14]
[1d10+5 = (8+5) = 13]
[1d10+5 = (4+5) = 9]
[1d10+5 = (9+5) = 14]
[1d10+5 = (10+5) = 15]
If it wasn't for this other changeling, Silver would put the poor bastard out of his misery. With the situation as is, Silver turns his weapon on this fourth changeling and fires another burst.
BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG
[1d10+5 = (9+5) = 14]
[1d10+5 = (8+5) = 13]
[1d10+5 = (4+5) = 9]
[1d10+5 = (9+5) = 14]
[1d10+5 = (10+5) = 15]
>>171374
Silver's shots hit the window behind, shattering glass, and splintering the wood on the desk behind which this drone takes cover. But the drone seems unscathed
[1d2 = 2]
[1d20+2 = (18+2) = 20]
[1d20+2 = (20+2) = 22]
[1d20+2 = (8+2) = 10]
[1d20+2 = (18+2) = 20]
[1d20+2 = (8+2) = 10]
Silver's shots hit the window behind, shattering glass, and splintering the wood on the desk behind which this drone takes cover. But the drone seems unscathed
[1d2 = 2]
[1d20+2 = (18+2) = 20]
[1d20+2 = (20+2) = 22]
[1d20+2 = (8+2) = 10]
[1d20+2 = (18+2) = 20]
[1d20+2 = (8+2) = 10]
>>171377
Silver fires off the last few rounds in his own magazine before he ducks back into cover to reload.
BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG
[1d20+5 = (5+5) = 10]
[1d20+5 = (12+5) = 17]
[1d20+5 = (18+5) = 23]
[1d20+5 = (7+5) = 12]
[1d20+5 = (20+5) = 25]
Silver fires off the last few rounds in his own magazine before he ducks back into cover to reload.
BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG
[1d20+5 = (5+5) = 10]
[1d20+5 = (12+5) = 17]
[1d20+5 = (18+5) = 23]
[1d20+5 = (7+5) = 12]
[1d20+5 = (20+5) = 25]
>>171379
>>171378
A loud "clang" as a steel helmet worn by the drone is hit by a bullet, several "taps" and blue blood is splattered on top of the desk. The drone falls directly down. Near it can still be heard a loud "MAAAAH!" like any other wounded animal, though it morphs occasionally into something resembling a word, or a name, cried loudly in an alien language.
Behind Silver, the purple pegasus has fallen. His submachine gun falls on the floor, and his wings extend, taking up half of the width short hall from the front desk to the window-office. He is silent.
>>171378
A loud "clang" as a steel helmet worn by the drone is hit by a bullet, several "taps" and blue blood is splattered on top of the desk. The drone falls directly down. Near it can still be heard a loud "MAAAAH!" like any other wounded animal, though it morphs occasionally into something resembling a word, or a name, cried loudly in an alien language.
Behind Silver, the purple pegasus has fallen. His submachine gun falls on the floor, and his wings extend, taking up half of the width short hall from the front desk to the window-office. He is silent.
>>171380
Silver checks the purple pegasus' pulse before anything, even if it's a vain hope.
Can Silver recognize what the dying changeling is saying?
Silver checks the purple pegasus' pulse before anything, even if it's a vain hope.
Can Silver recognize what the dying changeling is saying?
>>171381
Silver can do nothing for the Pegasus.
The cream-colored medic, and the orange medic, both rush in with bandages and serum, eager to stop the bleeding. His eyes are closed, and his body shivers in convulsions as he is clearly going into shock.
From the corporal, Silver catches his name, "Highland Wind"
Further over, Silver can tell what the drone is saying. It is a cry for his mother.
Silver can do nothing for the Pegasus.
The cream-colored medic, and the orange medic, both rush in with bandages and serum, eager to stop the bleeding. His eyes are closed, and his body shivers in convulsions as he is clearly going into shock.
From the corporal, Silver catches his name, "Highland Wind"
Further over, Silver can tell what the drone is saying. It is a cry for his mother.
>>171385
Silver leaves the medics to their work as he doesn't want to get in their way. He goes to the changeling instead. With the enemies dealt with, he wants to see: is there anything he can do for him, either to save him or at least ease the pain?
Silver leaves the medics to their work as he doesn't want to get in their way. He goes to the changeling instead. With the enemies dealt with, he wants to see: is there anything he can do for him, either to save him or at least ease the pain?
>>171386
It's a rather familiar problem: the drone is slowly bleeding to death, with a definite danger of drowning in its own blood. Like most shootings, the drone could be saved with a rapid enough administration of medical aid, or at least it could have a half minute ago. Hard to tell now. It's shot through the throat, and is having an increasingly hard time breathing. It's cries are increasingly gargled.
There's always the solution of finally slitting its throat, and ending its misery.
The other drone that sits there to its right behind the desk also seems to be alive, though not in any better condition. It's slumped down. Eyes open and teary, looking kind of sad. Blood spills onto the floor.
It's worth pointing out how lovely this office could be. No, it's not well furnished now, but it has one painting on the wall of Mage Meadowbrook, hoof on a tree, wearing her mask, and with a staff out ready to collect honey. There's one potted plant already moved in, and an empty bookshelf. Admittedly the plant is fake and made of paper, but it's a lovely spot for a plant. The interior side of the office is lined with now shattered windows, and the exterior has several windows, likewise shattered, that view out to buildings behind.
It's a rather familiar problem: the drone is slowly bleeding to death, with a definite danger of drowning in its own blood. Like most shootings, the drone could be saved with a rapid enough administration of medical aid, or at least it could have a half minute ago. Hard to tell now. It's shot through the throat, and is having an increasingly hard time breathing. It's cries are increasingly gargled.
There's always the solution of finally slitting its throat, and ending its misery.
The other drone that sits there to its right behind the desk also seems to be alive, though not in any better condition. It's slumped down. Eyes open and teary, looking kind of sad. Blood spills onto the floor.
It's worth pointing out how lovely this office could be. No, it's not well furnished now, but it has one painting on the wall of Mage Meadowbrook, hoof on a tree, wearing her mask, and with a staff out ready to collect honey. There's one potted plant already moved in, and an empty bookshelf. Admittedly the plant is fake and made of paper, but it's a lovely spot for a plant. The interior side of the office is lined with now shattered windows, and the exterior has several windows, likewise shattered, that view out to buildings behind.
>>171387
They might be enemies...but as ponies, we need to be better than those we fight. If Silver can do anything to try to save these changelings, he will and does.
They might be enemies...but as ponies, we need to be better than those we fight. If Silver can do anything to try to save these changelings, he will and does.
>>171388
The magical coagulant is in short supply. Plasma may work, though its hard to tell with changeling biology. Stitching would take too long, and probably can't work with chitin. Bandages may be applied, at least. Morphine may be applied.
The magical coagulant is in short supply. Plasma may work, though its hard to tell with changeling biology. Stitching would take too long, and probably can't work with chitin. Bandages may be applied, at least. Morphine may be applied.
>>171389
Is there more than one dosage left of the coagulant? Plasma, bandages, and morphine might help the other drone, but this throat wound needs to be closed ASAP before he chokes to death on his own ichor.
Is there more than one dosage left of the coagulant? Plasma, bandages, and morphine might help the other drone, but this throat wound needs to be closed ASAP before he chokes to death on his own ichor.
>>171392
Well, his squad had better not get shot then. He uses the last dose for the changeling's neck wound, quickly cleans it, and wraps it and any other wounds up with bandages for good measure. He also positions the changeling's body so that he shouldn't be choking on what blood may be left.
Assuming this changeling is stable, he'd get to work on the other one.
Well, his squad had better not get shot then. He uses the last dose for the changeling's neck wound, quickly cleans it, and wraps it and any other wounds up with bandages for good measure. He also positions the changeling's body so that he shouldn't be choking on what blood may be left.
Assuming this changeling is stable, he'd get to work on the other one.
>>171393
The changeling makes a loud sound, and tries to scrape against the floor to move as Silver comes near it. It ends up falling on its side.
But Silver is able to overpower it and wrap its neck and chest. The creature being on its side may not be the worst thing for its health, at least.
The other one whimpers, and seems to attempt to push itself back, but it has nowhere to go, already pressed up against a desk. And it has no strength left. The lights in its insectoid blue eyes are going out.
The changeling makes a loud sound, and tries to scrape against the floor to move as Silver comes near it. It ends up falling on its side.
But Silver is able to overpower it and wrap its neck and chest. The creature being on its side may not be the worst thing for its health, at least.
The other one whimpers, and seems to attempt to push itself back, but it has nowhere to go, already pressed up against a desk. And it has no strength left. The lights in its insectoid blue eyes are going out.
>>171394
Fuck it, time to find out if plasma does anything for changelings. Silver tries to bandage the changeling quickly to stop the bleeding as he starts giving him plasma, hoping that the fluids going in will save him.
Fuck it, time to find out if plasma does anything for changelings. Silver tries to bandage the changeling quickly to stop the bleeding as he starts giving him plasma, hoping that the fluids going in will save him.
>>171395
The drone makes a whining sound and attempts to opens its wings and fly away as Silver sticks it with a needle. This of course does nothing as it is unable to even unfurl its wings completely.
Silver stuffs the holes tightly with the bandages, which is necessary considering how much of its blood is on the floor.
The drone makes a whining sound and attempts to opens its wings and fly away as Silver sticks it with a needle. This of course does nothing as it is unable to even unfurl its wings completely.
Silver stuffs the holes tightly with the bandages, which is necessary considering how much of its blood is on the floor.
>>171396
Silver uses the opportunity to practice his Wechselbalg some more as he tries to manage the wounded changeling.
"Wenn ich deinen Tod wollte, würde ich nicht versuchen, dich zu heilen. Sei ruhig."
Silver uses the opportunity to practice his Wechselbalg some more as he tries to manage the wounded changeling.
"Wenn ich deinen Tod wollte, würde ich nicht versuchen, dich zu heilen. Sei ruhig."
>>171366
>Tfw have only exactly enough gold for this
On the next day, Posey looks for a mundane (non-masterwork) chain shirt, preferably with an equestrian royal guard symbol on it, but anything will do so long as the design isn't suspicious and the cap has a hole for her horn. She places her dastana on her forelegs over the chain shirt. She also buys a net, and a wooden holy symbol of Celestia. She swaps out the arrows in her quiver for some that are not made of bone, and straps her longbow to her armor.
She then sharpens the sword she found in forest, polishes it, and removes any traces of rust, to give it the look of a well cared-for implement.
Oh, this sword registered as magic, right? Does it produce light?
After she's made her preparations, she meditates throughout the rest of the day, spending her time reading up on arcane theory or playing with Gloomy. She makes sure her spell slots are recovered.
Before the night of the rendezvous, she makes sure to do her make-up well (as well as she can practice, without a mirror). August was sexually vulnerable, but Posey can't bet that Luminous won't see through her disguise, especially since he likely has a lot more recent experience in fighting undead than August did. She applies her eyeliner and some false blush to her cheeks. She ties up her name in whichever way her helmet allow, preferably as a braid or a bun.
She stakes out the tunnel she intends to meet August in, eyeing the lighting conditions for any strategic advantage. She measures the depth of the tunnel, as well as its height, making sure where she'd need to stand to avoid a 20 ft downward aerial charge from a griffon.
(Posey is confident in her durability, but she knows better than to underestimate an Arcturian Paladin. Posey knows that a griffin charging with a dive can be a death sentence for her, especially from a paladin with Charging Smite, Leap Attack and Battle Jump, which could easily deal more than her full HP in damage on the first blow)
After all this, she puts Gloomy to bed and waits at the site of her trap. She makes sure to cast Undetectable Alignment on herself before she goes.
Posey has a +6 modifier on her disguise check. It's rolled secretly, so she can't take 10 and doesn't know how good it is.
>Tfw have only exactly enough gold for this
On the next day, Posey looks for a mundane (non-masterwork) chain shirt, preferably with an equestrian royal guard symbol on it, but anything will do so long as the design isn't suspicious and the cap has a hole for her horn. She places her dastana on her forelegs over the chain shirt. She also buys a net, and a wooden holy symbol of Celestia. She swaps out the arrows in her quiver for some that are not made of bone, and straps her longbow to her armor.
She then sharpens the sword she found in forest, polishes it, and removes any traces of rust, to give it the look of a well cared-for implement.
Oh, this sword registered as magic, right? Does it produce light?
After she's made her preparations, she meditates throughout the rest of the day, spending her time reading up on arcane theory or playing with Gloomy. She makes sure her spell slots are recovered.
Before the night of the rendezvous, she makes sure to do her make-up well (as well as she can practice, without a mirror). August was sexually vulnerable, but Posey can't bet that Luminous won't see through her disguise, especially since he likely has a lot more recent experience in fighting undead than August did. She applies her eyeliner and some false blush to her cheeks. She ties up her name in whichever way her helmet allow, preferably as a braid or a bun.
She stakes out the tunnel she intends to meet August in, eyeing the lighting conditions for any strategic advantage. She measures the depth of the tunnel, as well as its height, making sure where she'd need to stand to avoid a 20 ft downward aerial charge from a griffon.
(Posey is confident in her durability, but she knows better than to underestimate an Arcturian Paladin. Posey knows that a griffin charging with a dive can be a death sentence for her, especially from a paladin with Charging Smite, Leap Attack and Battle Jump, which could easily deal more than her full HP in damage on the first blow)
After all this, she puts Gloomy to bed and waits at the site of her trap. She makes sure to cast Undetectable Alignment on herself before she goes.
Posey has a +6 modifier on her disguise check. It's rolled secretly, so she can't take 10 and doesn't know how good it is.
>>171404
>There's no downside to wearing a holy symbol as an undead?
Not usually, but now that you mention it, Posey has a phobia of them (on the long list of phobias I gave her voluntarily...), so she wouldn't wear it normally. I guess I'll skip that.
>wouldn't necessarily reflect the stats of in-game NPCs. Still clever though.
If he has positive Int, he'd have to be lacking in Cha, Wis, Str, Con, assuming elite stats.
Ponyfinder unicorns paladins could be Int based though, if they took that feat that lets them use Int for melee.
You're right though, it's wrong to assume, but Posey is hubristic and thinks she's smarter than him anyway.
>There's no downside to wearing a holy symbol as an undead?
Not usually, but now that you mention it, Posey has a phobia of them (on the long list of phobias I gave her voluntarily...), so she wouldn't wear it normally. I guess I'll skip that.
>wouldn't necessarily reflect the stats of in-game NPCs. Still clever though.
If he has positive Int, he'd have to be lacking in Cha, Wis, Str, Con, assuming elite stats.
Ponyfinder unicorns paladins could be Int based though, if they took that feat that lets them use Int for melee.
You're right though, it's wrong to assume, but Posey is hubristic and thinks she's smarter than him anyway.
>>171407
Accordingly, Silver only gives him a half dose of morphine. It should be enough to dull the pain, and he'll stay aware.
"Bleiben Sie still, schöpfen Sie neue Kraft. Wir sind nur hier, um die Bombe zu entschärfen. Wenn Sie wieder zu Kräften kommen, nehmen Sie Ihren Bruder mit und kehren Sie nach Hause zu Ihrer Mutter zurück. Ihr Bienenstock braucht jedes Paar Hufe, das er bekommen kann."
Accordingly, Silver only gives him a half dose of morphine. It should be enough to dull the pain, and he'll stay aware.
"Bleiben Sie still, schöpfen Sie neue Kraft. Wir sind nur hier, um die Bombe zu entschärfen. Wenn Sie wieder zu Kräften kommen, nehmen Sie Ihren Bruder mit und kehren Sie nach Hause zu Ihrer Mutter zurück. Ihr Bienenstock braucht jedes Paar Hufe, das er bekommen kann."
>>171403
>royal guard chain shirt
Can she find one? Likely yes she can. But not for free unless Lament has one
>wooden holy symbol
Better wear it over the shirt and not under
>glow in the dark magic sword
No. It's silver or perhaps platinum plated, but not glow in the dark
>playing with Gloomy
Posey now has a new babysitter, if necessary
>make up
Is she trying to look sexy, or just like she has a pulse?
>The tunnel
As minute details of the layout of the tunnel and the surrounding area can be the difference between life and death, it's probably worth making a few checks
>>171409
It's an open question as to whether Posey's letter even gets to the target in the first place, let alone whether the target is willing to aid a rebel faction, or if he sees through the trap. These things can only ever be decided by secret rolls
>royal guard chain shirt
Can she find one? Likely yes she can. But not for free unless Lament has one
>wooden holy symbol
Better wear it over the shirt and not under
>glow in the dark magic sword
No. It's silver or perhaps platinum plated, but not glow in the dark
>playing with Gloomy
Posey now has a new babysitter, if necessary
>make up
Is she trying to look sexy, or just like she has a pulse?
>The tunnel
As minute details of the layout of the tunnel and the surrounding area can be the difference between life and death, it's probably worth making a few checks
>>171409
It's an open question as to whether Posey's letter even gets to the target in the first place, let alone whether the target is willing to aid a rebel faction, or if he sees through the trap. These things can only ever be decided by secret rolls
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