In the south in the Kululu Forest, Posey searches for a lost instrument of war. In Baltimare, Kira establishes herself, while Silver enjoys a brief respite. In Hellquill, Amber prepares to play her music to the dictator of Hellquill. Elsewhere, trouble brews.
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Posey is staring down the hydra with her body half-eaten and her puppies flanking to attack on her turn.
(hydra's turn)
>>172998 →
Neela is silent for a moment
"... No." She relaxes her body a little
"So... What were your plans for a place to stay?"
>>172999 →
shrugs
The hydra bites at each attacker with its remaining heads.
I'm not sure if frightful presence should still be effective, or if it should even have affected the hydra in the first place
Posey
[1d20+6 = (14+6) = 20]
Pup 1
[1d20+6 = (3+6) = 9]
Pup 2
[1d20+6 = (3+6) = 9]
Neela is silent for a moment
"... No." She relaxes her body a little
"So... What were your plans for a place to stay?"
>>172999 →
shrugs
The hydra bites at each attacker with its remaining heads.
I'm not sure if frightful presence should still be effective, or if it should even have affected the hydra in the first place
Posey
[1d20+6 = (14+6) = 20]
Pup 1
[1d20+6 = (3+6) = 9]
Pup 2
[1d20+6 = (3+6) = 9]
>>173006
It hits, due to Posey being underwater.
Here's to a good damage roll. I need the Masochism bonus to make another head this round.
It hits, due to Posey being underwater.
Here's to a good damage roll. I need the Masochism bonus to make another head this round.
Going to roll Posey's turn preemptively.
She lets her Puppies attack first
[1d20+4 = (19+4) = 23]
[1d20+4 = (8+4) = 12]
[1d20+4 = (2+4) = 6]
[1d20+4 = (12+4) = 16]
She lets her Puppies attack first
[1d20+4 = (19+4) = 23]
[1d20+4 = (8+4) = 12]
[1d20+4 = (2+4) = 6]
[1d20+4 = (12+4) = 16]
Posey follows up with a Sunder. Depending on the results of the opposed grapple, she may or may not take an attack of opportunity.
[1d20+10 = (13+10) = 23]
"[Incoherent bubbling]!" (Die!)
[1d20+10 = (13+10) = 23]
"[Incoherent bubbling]!" (Die!)
This would be Posey's whole turn.
Hydra attacks now.
>>173016
Fuck yes. Only two heads left.
Posey's Crawlers stick around for two more rounds.
Hydra attacks now.
>>173016
Fuck yes. Only two heads left.
Posey's Crawlers stick around for two more rounds.
>>173006
"I've got Bits, so maybe we can pay rent for an apartment like this one. A different one though, in a different place where we're less likely to be harassed by police officers hitting our apartment."
"I've got Bits, so maybe we can pay rent for an apartment like this one. A different one though, in a different place where we're less likely to be harassed by police officers hitting our apartment."
>>173013
I'm spirit of good sport I gotta say, iirc, don't Hydras AoO with all of their heads at once?
I'm spirit of good sport I gotta say, iirc, don't Hydras AoO with all of their heads at once?
>>173022
I don't think so. One AoO should be one attack. They have the ability to do it several times in the same round, should there be multiple occasions
I don't think so. One AoO should be one attack. They have the ability to do it several times in the same round, should there be multiple occasions
Posey's puppies continue their flanking routine, extending their innards to slurp up the blood as Posey removed the heads.
[1d20+4 = (12+4) = 16]
[1d20+4 = (7+4) = 11]
[1d20+4 = (14+4) = 18]
[1d20+4 = (16+4) = 20]
[1d20+4 = (12+4) = 16]
[1d20+4 = (7+4) = 11]
[1d20+4 = (14+4) = 18]
[1d20+4 = (16+4) = 20]
>>173024
Three hits
[6d6 = 20]
Three grapples
[1d20+9 = (16+9) = 25]
[1d20+9 = (3+9) = 12]
[1d20+9 = (4+9) = 13]
I can't believe I've been forgetting flanking bonuses.
Three hits
[6d6 = 20]
Three grapples
[1d20+9 = (16+9) = 25]
[1d20+9 = (3+9) = 12]
[1d20+9 = (4+9) = 13]
I can't believe I've been forgetting flanking bonuses.
>>173020
"I've made do with worse, myself, but I've got more than just myself to worry about now, right? Hotels would probably get expensive, paying per night. Anyways, you're still my guide to the city. Know of a good neighborhood to look for an apartment in?"
"I've made do with worse, myself, but I've got more than just myself to worry about now, right? Hotels would probably get expensive, paying per night. Anyways, you're still my guide to the city. Know of a good neighborhood to look for an apartment in?"
Okay, I've taken three of its heads, and Posey's Puppies have done decent damage to it every round. It should be at very low health, but it'll heal.
If I take another head this round, it'll have one head left after Posey's puppies go...
I need to do as much damage as possible to it this round.
If I take another head this round, it'll have one head left after Posey's puppies go...
I need to do as much damage as possible to it this round.
>>173034
It can attack and escape a grapple in the same turn?
Whatever. Posey's puppies are massive HP sponges.
Puppies attack again on Posey's turn, their last attack for this summon
[1d20+4 = (12+4) = 16]
[1d20+4 = (12+4) = 16]
[1d20+4 = (7+4) = 11]
[1d20+4 = (3+4) = 7]
It can attack and escape a grapple in the same turn?
Whatever. Posey's puppies are massive HP sponges.
Puppies attack again on Posey's turn, their last attack for this summon
[1d20+4 = (12+4) = 16]
[1d20+4 = (12+4) = 16]
[1d20+4 = (7+4) = 11]
[1d20+4 = (3+4) = 7]
>>173034
"I think we might have enough for a nicer apartment. And the police are less likely to be looking for, well, creatures like us in the nicer parts of town, right?"
"I think we might have enough for a nicer apartment. And the police are less likely to be looking for, well, creatures like us in the nicer parts of town, right?"
>>173040
>Nat 1
Orcus has tipped the scales in my favor
DC 12 Will saves vs Vile Touch
Posey takes advantage of this to sunder one of its two remaining heads.
[1d20+9 = (1+9) = 10]
>Nat 1
Orcus has tipped the scales in my favor
DC 12 Will saves vs Vile Touch
Posey takes advantage of this to sunder one of its two remaining heads.
[1d20+9 = (1+9) = 10]
>>173041
If that's a will save, that means he's Nauseated, but only for one round as Posey's puppies are about to disappear.
If that's a will save, that means he's Nauseated, but only for one round as Posey's puppies are about to disappear.
>>173040
"Well, even if it turns out that somehow, this isn't enough Bits? At the very least we know we tried, and we'll know for the future how many we'll need."
"Well, even if it turns out that somehow, this isn't enough Bits? At the very least we know we tried, and we'll know for the future how many we'll need."
>>173047
"No, that's enough bits for rent... Just, it leaves fewer bits for other things." After a pause "I would just get an apartment around here... but I've never had that many bits."
"No, that's enough bits for rent... Just, it leaves fewer bits for other things." After a pause "I would just get an apartment around here... but I've never had that many bits."
>>173045
Well, I can't outrun it at swimming speed, and with no acid damage left, I can't reliably cut off heads...
Posey could try to summon her puppies again... But idk about that.
With no other options left, Posey's best bet is to try to deal as much damage as possible in this single round, before its fast healing kicks in and the battle becomes unwinnable. It I get it down to low enough health, it might flee, but idk. If my math is right, it should be around 14 HP...
Posey makes a charnel touch against the neaseated Hydra. She uses versatile spellcaster to cast Inflict Moderate wounds.
[1d20+7 = (9+7) = 16]
>inb4 miss
She can always hold the charge...
Well, I can't outrun it at swimming speed, and with no acid damage left, I can't reliably cut off heads...
Posey could try to summon her puppies again... But idk about that.
With no other options left, Posey's best bet is to try to deal as much damage as possible in this single round, before its fast healing kicks in and the battle becomes unwinnable. It I get it down to low enough health, it might flee, but idk. If my math is right, it should be around 14 HP...
Posey makes a charnel touch against the neaseated Hydra. She uses versatile spellcaster to cast Inflict Moderate wounds.
[1d20+7 = (9+7) = 16]
>inb4 miss
She can always hold the charge...
>one spell slots left
If this doesn't work, it's going to be a Chill Touch battle of attrition.
If this doesn't work, it's going to be a Chill Touch battle of attrition.
>>173048
"It sounds like you would value getting some nicer furniture over getting a nicer apartment."
"It sounds like you would value getting some nicer furniture over getting a nicer apartment."
Idk why I cast Inflictoderate Wounds, when I should've just summoned two more crawlers... Inflict spells are garbage. It was almost 2:00 AM, and I wanted the fight to be over, but now idk how I can do enough damage to drop this guy if that last attack didn't take him down.
And I got rid of my >overpowered Defiler feat, so I can't recover that slot.
And I got rid of my >overpowered Defiler feat, so I can't recover that slot.
>>173067
Wait... I have one more Cha bonus spell slot than I initially thought. Posey could summon her puppies one more time, for a drawn out but equally .
It would have been smarter to do that while the Hydra was Nauseated though...
If Posey swam 15 ft backwards with her remaining move action, maybe she wouldn't provoke AoO, but the Hydra should have long reach, and that would just let it charge her on its turn, so Posey will have to stay put and rely on her damage reduction to tank this for long enough to summon her puppies again.
Wait... I have one more Cha bonus spell slot than I initially thought. Posey could summon her puppies one more time, for a drawn out but equally .
It would have been smarter to do that while the Hydra was Nauseated though...
If Posey swam 15 ft backwards with her remaining move action, maybe she wouldn't provoke AoO, but the Hydra should have long reach, and that would just let it charge her on its turn, so Posey will have to stay put and rely on her damage reduction to tank this for long enough to summon her puppies again.
It's the Hydra's turn, once GM is done with math.
>>172839 →
Amber nods and continues on, but she is left pondering what he could possibly mean by that. A wide smile by a griffon is always something to be concerned about.
That'll teach me to catch up to posts before replying
Amber nods and continues on, but she is left pondering what he could possibly mean by that. A wide smile by a griffon is always something to be concerned about.
That'll teach me to catch up to posts before replying
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>>173076 →
Amber enters into the inner castle, finding medieval walls with rooms built in, and a plaza with grass, trees, stone, a little stand selling pastries and a number of uniformed officers gathered around that, evidently talking and eating. Amber sees a mix of medieval fortifications, baroque additions, and then more modern glass windows. Interestingly, there are two shinny high-end automobiles, a black Mercurial, and a new burgundy Mustang Royal, undoubtably a difficult to obtain import.
But what stands out in the plaza are the two buildings that occupy much of its space. One, standing a bit to the left and the back, is a very old cylindrical tower. But more interesting is the very large basilica, likely possessing the title of "cathedral" and certainly worthy of it. situated to the right at the back of the plaza, alongside the wall, it's tall, rectangular, in the neo-gothic style with one tower near the center, a high gable roof of black tile with a pattern of blue V's, high but narrow stained-glass windows along the side, and a few statues of saints about the door at its entrance.
But Amber isn't here for that. She's here for the structure at the end of the plaza. The Grandmaster's Palace. There are two round towers around the entrance, and two guards, who make eye contact with her and motion for her to enter.
Amber enters into the inner castle, finding medieval walls with rooms built in, and a plaza with grass, trees, stone, a little stand selling pastries and a number of uniformed officers gathered around that, evidently talking and eating. Amber sees a mix of medieval fortifications, baroque additions, and then more modern glass windows. Interestingly, there are two shinny high-end automobiles, a black Mercurial, and a new burgundy Mustang Royal, undoubtably a difficult to obtain import.
But what stands out in the plaza are the two buildings that occupy much of its space. One, standing a bit to the left and the back, is a very old cylindrical tower. But more interesting is the very large basilica, likely possessing the title of "cathedral" and certainly worthy of it. situated to the right at the back of the plaza, alongside the wall, it's tall, rectangular, in the neo-gothic style with one tower near the center, a high gable roof of black tile with a pattern of blue V's, high but narrow stained-glass windows along the side, and a few statues of saints about the door at its entrance.
But Amber isn't here for that. She's here for the structure at the end of the plaza. The Grandmaster's Palace. There are two round towers around the entrance, and two guards, who make eye contact with her and motion for her to enter.
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>>173056
Any progress on that math?
Idk if it's dead, but I have barely enough resources to repeat the same strategy as last time, so if it's alive, bring it on.
Any progress on that math?
Idk if it's dead, but I have barely enough resources to repeat the same strategy as last time, so if it's alive, bring it on.
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>>173100
Alright, so going through the math, I believe the hydra is on its last 40 Hit Points, though rising rapidly
Alright, so going through the math, I believe the hydra is on its last 40 Hit Points, though rising rapidly
>>173124
>last 40 Hit Points
>last
So what you're saying is I'm not even close then.
Okay, gonna have to hack-and-slash again.
My ability to fight competently is limited by it being past midnight, but I could try if now is all the time you have.
>last 40 Hit Points
>last
So what you're saying is I'm not even close then.
Okay, gonna have to hack-and-slash again.
My ability to fight competently is limited by it being past midnight, but I could try if now is all the time you have.
>>173128
Hah, fucker
Posey, now getting a look at the beast that did NOT drop dead from her strongest offensive spell, gives an exasperated head-toss and summons her puppies again.
This provokes AoO.
Hah, fucker
Posey, now getting a look at the beast that did NOT drop dead from her strongest offensive spell, gives an exasperated head-toss and summons her puppies again.
This provokes AoO.
[1d3 = 2]
[1d3 = 3]
[1d3 = 3]
>>173133
Kira crosses a street and "BEEEEP" nearly gets hit by a car (she's pretty sure she had right of way, but that's not the point) and ponies scream and run away. Just a little ways further down, two police stallions approach.
"Hold it!"
It could be worse. Kira could be at the bottom of a lake, bleeding out, attacked simultaneously by an alien ooze and a (different) serpent. But it's not good
>>173138
The good news:
The hydra goes after Pup 1
[1d20+6 = (6+6) = 12]
And Pup 2
[1d20+6 = (17+6) = 23]
Kira crosses a street and "BEEEEP" nearly gets hit by a car (she's pretty sure she had right of way, but that's not the point) and ponies scream and run away. Just a little ways further down, two police stallions approach.
"Hold it!"
It could be worse. Kira could be at the bottom of a lake, bleeding out, attacked simultaneously by an alien ooze and a (different) serpent. But it's not good
>>173138
The good news:
The hydra goes after Pup 1
[1d20+6 = (6+6) = 12]
And Pup 2
[1d20+6 = (17+6) = 23]
Posey makes a full attack, using bother her manufactured and natural weapons.
She opens with a Sunder, provoking AoO
[1d20+8 = (8+8) = 16]
She opens with a Sunder, provoking AoO
[1d20+8 = (8+8) = 16]
>>173139
Indeed, it always could be worse. Still, getting nearly run over is not exactly on Kira's to-do list.
"Sorry! Sorry!" She quickly finishes the crossing, holding her hooves up apologetically to the driver. She tries in vain to calm down any fleeing ponies but most get away before she can even get the chance to approach them. When she sees the police officers, she smiles and waves to them as they come closer.
"Oh, hello! Sorry about that, I'm still new to the city. I have my ID on me." Just like with the other officer, she shows these two police stallions her ID bracelet.
Indeed, it always could be worse. Still, getting nearly run over is not exactly on Kira's to-do list.
"Sorry! Sorry!" She quickly finishes the crossing, holding her hooves up apologetically to the driver. She tries in vain to calm down any fleeing ponies but most get away before she can even get the chance to approach them. When she sees the police officers, she smiles and waves to them as they come closer.
"Oh, hello! Sorry about that, I'm still new to the city. I have my ID on me." Just like with the other officer, she shows these two police stallions her ID bracelet.
>>173146
I hope that's enough to cut it off.
With the rest of her full attack, she follows up with a slam against the main body
[1d20+1 = (14+1) = 15]
and a bite attack
[1d20+1 = (11+1) = 12]
I hope that's enough to cut it off.
With the rest of her full attack, she follows up with a slam against the main body
[1d20+1 = (14+1) = 15]
and a bite attack
[1d20+1 = (11+1) = 12]
>>173148
A yellow stallion seems unpersuaded, keeping his distance
"What are you doing here?"
A red stallion moves closer
"It talks?"
A yellow stallion seems unpersuaded, keeping his distance
"What are you doing here?"
A red stallion moves closer
"It talks?"
>>173150
He missed
Pup 1 follows up with his tentacles.
[1d20+4 = (17+4) = 21]
[1d20+4 = (4+4) = 8]
Pup 2 is a bad dog
[1d20+2 = (11+2) = 13]
[1d20+2 = (19+2) = 21]
And Posey can't even dismiss the spell, because she needs acid to defeat the hydra.
He missed
Pup 1 follows up with his tentacles.
[1d20+4 = (17+4) = 21]
[1d20+4 = (4+4) = 8]
Pup 2 is a bad dog
[1d20+2 = (11+2) = 13]
[1d20+2 = (19+2) = 21]
And Posey can't even dismiss the spell, because she needs acid to defeat the hydra.
>>173153
Pup 1 hits, but so does pup 2
Pup 1 grapples, this invokes a Will saves vs vole touch
[1d20+9 = (18+9) = 27]
[2d6 = 8]
Pup 2 also grapples
[1d20+7 = (1+7) = 8]
[2d6 = 5]
Posey makes her opposed grapple
[1d20+8 = (12+8) = 20]
Pup 1 hits, but so does pup 2
Pup 1 grapples, this invokes a Will saves vs vole touch
[1d20+9 = (18+9) = 27]
[2d6 = 8]
Pup 2 also grapples
[1d20+7 = (1+7) = 8]
[2d6 = 5]
Posey makes her opposed grapple
[1d20+8 = (12+8) = 20]
(she's still at low HP)
>>173152
She nods to the red stallion with a smile before addressing the yellow stallion.
"I'm on a mission of great importance to save my tribe, and the kind ponies of Customs recommended that I try to get an audience with Halcyon Shores to that end. Right now I'm just getting a lay of the land and the city. I'm really excited to finally get to see Equestria, even if it no longer technically exists."
She nods to the red stallion with a smile before addressing the yellow stallion.
"I'm on a mission of great importance to save my tribe, and the kind ponies of Customs recommended that I try to get an audience with Halcyon Shores to that end. Right now I'm just getting a lay of the land and the city. I'm really excited to finally get to see Equestria, even if it no longer technically exists."
>>173161
>1 head left
Posey makes a full attack, beginning with her sword against the neck
[1d20+10 = (20+10) = 30]
>1 head left
Posey makes a full attack, beginning with her sword against the neck
[1d20+10 = (20+10) = 30]
>>173164
And she follows up with a bite, in case that doesn't take off the head
[1d20+3 = (15+3) = 18]
And then a slam
[1d20+3 = (14+3) = 17]
And she follows up with a bite, in case that doesn't take off the head
[1d20+3 = (15+3) = 18]
And then a slam
[1d20+3 = (14+3) = 17]
>>173161
She looks around her for such a thing. "Coffee shop?"
Regardless if she sees one or not, she looks back to the yellow police stallion. "I'm really sorry if I'm causing a disturbance, Mr. Police Ponies, I'm genuinely not intending to. I'm just passing through the area." Her ears flop down and she frowns slightly. "It's a little disappointing having so many ponies run away at the sight of me. I'm really friendly, honest. I wouldn't do anything to hurt anypony, in fact I'd far far rather give you all a nice hug."
She looks around her for such a thing. "Coffee shop?"
Regardless if she sees one or not, she looks back to the yellow police stallion. "I'm really sorry if I'm causing a disturbance, Mr. Police Ponies, I'm genuinely not intending to. I'm just passing through the area." Her ears flop down and she frowns slightly. "It's a little disappointing having so many ponies run away at the sight of me. I'm really friendly, honest. I wouldn't do anything to hurt anypony, in fact I'd far far rather give you all a nice hug."
>>173165
[1d6+7 = (1+7) = 8]
[1d4+7 = (2+7) = 9]
The sword attack provrkes sn attack of opportunity, btw
[1d6+7 = (1+7) = 8]
[1d4+7 = (2+7) = 9]
The sword attack provrkes sn attack of opportunity, btw
Pup 1 attacks the hydra
If I'm not mistaken, it should be blind now, so it should have a big penalty to AC
[1d20+4 = (20+4) = 24]
[1d20+4 = (12+4) = 16]
Pup 2 attacks Posey
[1d20+2 = (7+2) = 9]
[1d20+2 = (11+2) = 13]
If I'm not mistaken, it should be blind now, so it should have a big penalty to AC
[1d20+4 = (20+4) = 24]
[1d20+4 = (12+4) = 16]
Pup 2 attacks Posey
[1d20+2 = (7+2) = 9]
[1d20+2 = (11+2) = 13]
>>173166
"No!"
This seems to frighten the officers, and one seems to reach for a weapon.
"We do not want any hugs the yellow stallion says."
But it gets so much worse
"Excuse me? What do you think you are doing? Crime isn't high enough so you have to harass innocent passersby?"
Neela moves forward
"No!"
This seems to frighten the officers, and one seems to reach for a weapon.
"We do not want any hugs the yellow stallion says."
But it gets so much worse
"Excuse me? What do you think you are doing? Crime isn't high enough so you have to harass innocent passersby?"
Neela moves forward
>>173173
Posey plunges her sword into it's heart as a coup-de-grace, just to make sure
.... This provokes an Attack of opportunity from Pup 2
[1d20+2 = (3+2) = 5]
Posey plunges her sword into it's heart as a coup-de-grace, just to make sure
.... This provokes an Attack of opportunity from Pup 2
[1d20+2 = (3+2) = 5]
>>173172
She holds her hooves up, both in innocence and to try to tell Neela to back off.
"It's okay, I didn't say I was going to, just that I'd much rather give hugs than hurt anypony. I know not everypony like hugs."
She holds her hooves up, both in innocence and to try to tell Neela to back off.
"It's okay, I didn't say I was going to, just that I'd much rather give hugs than hurt anypony. I know not everypony like hugs."
>>173176
36 damage, which becomes an unbeatable fortitude save.
Posey dismisses the spell, sending her puppies back from whence they came.
She, too, drifts to the surface, like a bloated corpse.
She climbs onto the beast and lets out a battle cry
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRGHGHGHHHHHH!!!!!!!"
36 damage, which becomes an unbeatable fortitude save.
Posey dismisses the spell, sending her puppies back from whence they came.
She, too, drifts to the surface, like a bloated corpse.
She climbs onto the beast and lets out a battle cry
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRGHGHGHHHHHH!!!!!!!"
Posey stays on top of the hydra for about a minute, nursing her wounds.
After that, she decides to investigate the metal structure she saw earlier in the bog, hoping that the major item table was rolled for this very hard fight.
After that, she decides to investigate the metal structure she saw earlier in the bog, hoping that the major item table was rolled for this very hard fight.
>>173180
Kira didn't exactly have the permission of the officers to leave, nor does she have the compliance of Neela, but if she grabs Neela and slithers past the officers it becomes a matter of how much will does anypony/anydoe have to stop her?
Kira didn't exactly have the permission of the officers to leave, nor does she have the compliance of Neela, but if she grabs Neela and slithers past the officers it becomes a matter of how much will does anypony/anydoe have to stop her?
I level up from this, right?
>>173183
>>173185
Kira definitely at least heavily encourages her deer companion to move on, and if that doesn't work then she gently wraps her coils around her to carry her. "Heh heh...sorry about that, she's really defensive when it comes to her friends. She's got that Equestrian spirit of friendship and harmony, you know."
Seeing that the officers aren't likely to pursue them, she waves goodbye to the two stallions, and disappears with Neela around the corner. Once they're a safe distance away, she lets go of Neela if she was forced to carry her.
"Sorry about all of that, Neela, I just don't want you to get in trouble for my sake."
>>173185
Kira definitely at least heavily encourages her deer companion to move on, and if that doesn't work then she gently wraps her coils around her to carry her. "Heh heh...sorry about that, she's really defensive when it comes to her friends. She's got that Equestrian spirit of friendship and harmony, you know."
Seeing that the officers aren't likely to pursue them, she waves goodbye to the two stallions, and disappears with Neela around the corner. Once they're a safe distance away, she lets go of Neela if she was forced to carry her.
"Sorry about all of that, Neela, I just don't want you to get in trouble for my sake."
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>>173187
"The police are like that. They will just harass you for nothing. You can't just let them do that."
"The police are like that. They will just harass you for nothing. You can't just let them do that."
>>173190
"I know, I know. I really appreciate that you would go to all of that trouble for me, Neela."
Hmmmmm...does she dare attempt to hug the deer?
"I know, I know. I really appreciate that you would go to all of that trouble for me, Neela."
Hmmmmm...does she dare attempt to hug the deer?
I'm trying to figure out how to get this hydra corpse back to base...
Sleeping now.
>>173192
Neela is scrunchy
Kira may think twice about attempting to hug the little morsel, err, friend. It's best for there not to be any witnesses in case it goes wrong.
Neela is scrunchy
Kira may think twice about attempting to hug the little morsel, err, friend. It's best for there not to be any witnesses in case it goes wrong.
>>173195
Hmmmm...okay, that's a fair assessment. Still, Kira is very appreciative that Neela has already tried to help her with a situation. Onwards towards Westside they go!
Hmmmm...okay, that's a fair assessment. Still, Kira is very appreciative that Neela has already tried to help her with a situation. Onwards towards Westside they go!
>>173196
The next impediment...
A group of ponies, about 4 or so, at a check point. olive drab uniforms and rifles. It's a checkpoint
The next impediment...
A group of ponies, about 4 or so, at a check point. olive drab uniforms and rifles. It's a checkpoint
>>173197
"Wow, those look like military ponies. I didn't know there were military checkpoints in the city." With her usual friendly demeanor, Kira waves to the soldiers as she approaches carefully, not wanting to be shot.
"Hello! I'm guessing we need to show you our identification?"
"Wow, those look like military ponies. I didn't know there were military checkpoints in the city." With her usual friendly demeanor, Kira waves to the soldiers as she approaches carefully, not wanting to be shot.
"Hello! I'm guessing we need to show you our identification?"
>>173198
The ponies look at Kira as she approaches, watching her silently, but definitely holding onto their weapons
Finally, one, a green earth pony, says
"... Uh, who is passing through?"
The ponies look at Kira as she approaches, watching her silently, but definitely holding onto their weapons
Finally, one, a green earth pony, says
"... Uh, who is passing through?"
>>173199
"Us both, she's showing me around the city and we're going to Westside."
She shows the ponies her ID bracelet and any of the relevant papers for both her and Neela to the military ponies.
"Us both, she's showing me around the city and we're going to Westside."
She shows the ponies her ID bracelet and any of the relevant papers for both her and Neela to the military ponies.
>>173200
He looks at the IDs, then Kira, them Neela, and back at the IDs.
"So... We have two exotic animals owned by Kubana Kirafiki?" He says, seeming slightly confused.
He looks at the IDs, then Kira, them Neela, and back at the IDs.
"So... We have two exotic animals owned by Kubana Kirafiki?" He says, seeming slightly confused.
>>173204
He answers:
"This city is under marshal law, and all bags and large shipments, especially bags that big, are subject to search for contraband at checkpoints."
He answers:
"This city is under marshal law, and all bags and large shipments, especially bags that big, are subject to search for contraband at checkpoints."
>>173206
"Because of partisan activity. Firearms, explosives, ammunition, certain literature, and certain two-way radios are contraband."
"Because of partisan activity. Firearms, explosives, ammunition, certain literature, and certain two-way radios are contraband."
>>173207
"Oh, okay!"
Confident that none of her items fit the pony's description of what is contraband, Kira lets the military ponies look through her bags.
"Oh, okay!"
Confident that none of her items fit the pony's description of what is contraband, Kira lets the military ponies look through her bags.
>>173208
Neela is very hesitant, but doesn't have much of a choice.
The pony and another go through the sets of bags
"Why do you have this?"
The bow
"This"
The large amounts of money
"This"
A dagger
"And... whatever this is"
Some kind of crystal
Neela is very hesitant, but doesn't have much of a choice.
The pony and another go through the sets of bags
"Why do you have this?"
The bow
"This"
The large amounts of money
"This"
A dagger
"And... whatever this is"
Some kind of crystal
>>173209
Bow: "That's the bow my mother helped me make when I was a little snakeling. I use it for hunting for food out in the wilderness."
Money: "It's the money I got from selling some foreign coins, jewelry, and a couple gold bars to a pawn shop. They were really nice ponies and have many wonderfully nice things, they even gave me that pocketwatch. You should really shop there sometime!"
Dagger: "Oh, that's my hunting knife. It's very useful to keep one around, you can use it for a very many things out in the wilderness."
Crystal: "Hmmmm..."
Is the crystal from Neela's possessions, or is it one of Kira's?
Bow: "That's the bow my mother helped me make when I was a little snakeling. I use it for hunting for food out in the wilderness."
Money: "It's the money I got from selling some foreign coins, jewelry, and a couple gold bars to a pawn shop. They were really nice ponies and have many wonderfully nice things, they even gave me that pocketwatch. You should really shop there sometime!"
Dagger: "Oh, that's my hunting knife. It's very useful to keep one around, you can use it for a very many things out in the wilderness."
Crystal: "Hmmmm..."
Is the crystal from Neela's possessions, or is it one of Kira's?
>>173210
The crystal is not Kira's the dagger wasn't supposed to be either
The pony's ears perk up
"So you're a hunter?" And "How long have you been here?"
The crystal is not Kira's the dagger wasn't supposed to be either
The pony's ears perk up
"So you're a hunter?" And "How long have you been here?"
>>173211
Oh, sorry, I thought he was talking about Kira's hunting knife.
Kira nods. "Yes, just like my mother and hers before her. Feeding the tribe is tough work, though now I'll just be feeding myself. I just arrived here in Equestria, went through Customs and everything. The ponies there were really nice to me, especially this one stallion, Free Rover."
Appraise: Kira looks at the crystal in question, pondering its potential uses.
[1d20+1 = (13+1) = 14]
Oh, sorry, I thought he was talking about Kira's hunting knife.
Kira nods. "Yes, just like my mother and hers before her. Feeding the tribe is tough work, though now I'll just be feeding myself. I just arrived here in Equestria, went through Customs and everything. The ponies there were really nice to me, especially this one stallion, Free Rover."
Appraise: Kira looks at the crystal in question, pondering its potential uses.
[1d20+1 = (13+1) = 14]
>>173214
If Posey doesn't find any tanks or treasure in the bog, she drags the Hydra to shore, piece by piece.
She then cleans herself off, and sets out to complete her mission, moving in the opposite direction that she came from.
If Posey doesn't find any tanks or treasure in the bog, she drags the Hydra to shore, piece by piece.
She then cleans herself off, and sets out to complete her mission, moving in the opposite direction that she came from.
wonders how friendly/interested the military ponies are
[1d20 = 9]
[1d20 = 9]
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Using the Consuming Vortex of Traal to conquer the continent for the League could be a useful late-game strategy. It takes advantage of the Blackhooves oppressive push towards secularism, because it's practically impossible to defeat without a decent number good-aligned Clerics to turn it.
It requires high levels spells and a large amount of gold to invoke though. Long-term goals.
It requires high levels spells and a large amount of gold to invoke though. Long-term goals.
>>173216
"Ha... Ha... Haha! A hydra! The trainees back in Mage would be so jealous. How to get it home though..."
"Ha... Ha... Haha! A hydra! The trainees back in Mage would be so jealous. How to get it home though..."
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Gonna bump one more time before bed.
>>173090
Gee, Hellheim, Mom let you have TWO cathedrals?
Amber nods her head humbly and enters the palace.
Gee, Hellheim, Mom let you have TWO cathedrals?
Amber nods her head humbly and enters the palace.
>>173191
Some feet behind and to the left of where the hydra was is the wreck of a small, metal framed boat. Inside is a saddlebag containing a canteen and a few other items, as well as another smaller bag containing a few coins and what seems to be jewelry.
Some feet behind and to the left of where the hydra was is the wreck of a small, metal framed boat. Inside is a saddlebag containing a canteen and a few other items, as well as another smaller bag containing a few coins and what seems to be jewelry.
>>173212
Kira can tell that the crystal is useful for storing magic.
He smiles
"Sounds like that one pony left an impression on you. Where are you from?" He asks
Another two ponies look at Kira, and lean closer, though keep a distance. The fourth keeps watch.
Kira can tell that the crystal is useful for storing magic.
He smiles
"Sounds like that one pony left an impression on you. Where are you from?" He asks
Another two ponies look at Kira, and lean closer, though keep a distance. The fourth keeps watch.
>>173343
Now that's something Kira didn't expect. Perhaps Neela knows some secret deer magic? Either way, she smiles back at the military stallion
"It was definitely a great impression for being one of the first ponies I've met. I'm from Dhamaji village, in Southeastern Zebrica near the Zeblu, the Roamans, Talonsvaal, and near the border of Kiria."
Now that's something Kira didn't expect. Perhaps Neela knows some secret deer magic? Either way, she smiles back at the military stallion
"It was definitely a great impression for being one of the first ponies I've met. I'm from Dhamaji village, in Southeastern Zebrica near the Zeblu, the Roamans, Talonsvaal, and near the border of Kiria."
>>173344
Another soldier, a curious white pegasus, leans in, and tentatively extends a hoof, like one might do towards a stray cat, unsure how it will react.
He nods
"What... are you, exactly?"
Another soldier, a curious white pegasus, leans in, and tentatively extends a hoof, like one might do towards a stray cat, unsure how it will react.
He nods
"What... are you, exactly?"
>>173345
Kira just looks curiously at the hoof with a tongue flick, not making any sign that she's bothered by it.
"I'm a lamia!" She says this in a very manner-of-fact way. Apparently, a lamia is just whatever she is.
Kira just looks curiously at the hoof with a tongue flick, not making any sign that she's bothered by it.
"I'm a lamia!" She says this in a very manner-of-fact way. Apparently, a lamia is just whatever she is.
>>173342
Yay, treasure!
Posey examines the contents of the saddlebag, and puts on the jewelry.
She opens the canteen to check for hidden compartments.
Yay, treasure!
Posey examines the contents of the saddlebag, and puts on the jewelry.
She opens the canteen to check for hidden compartments.
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>>173346
poke
A stallion has touched Kira's scales
"And you have just arrived in the city?" He asks, then adds, "Where are you going?"
>>173347
It's just a canteen. Hard to tell if it was carrying alcohol or water. The saddlebag includes a decayed hat, a set of photographs, a lighter, a small medical kit, and an electric torch. The jewelry includes a necklace and a bangle.
poke
A stallion has touched Kira's scales
"And you have just arrived in the city?" He asks, then adds, "Where are you going?"
>>173347
It's just a canteen. Hard to tell if it was carrying alcohol or water. The saddlebag includes a decayed hat, a set of photographs, a lighter, a small medical kit, and an electric torch. The jewelry includes a necklace and a bangle.
>>173348
the snek has been poked
All signs point to Kira not being bothered by the touch, and the stallion could continue touching her if he so desired.
Kira nods to the stallions first question, then answers the second, "Westside and the river. My friend is showing me around the city!" She taps her hooves together with some happy tongue flicks. "It's exciting getting to see Equestria!"
the snek has been poked
All signs point to Kira not being bothered by the touch, and the stallion could continue touching her if he so desired.
Kira nods to the stallions first question, then answers the second, "Westside and the river. My friend is showing me around the city!" She taps her hooves together with some happy tongue flicks. "It's exciting getting to see Equestria!"
>>173348
Posey discards the decayed items, but keeps the jewelry.
Then she goes about her way to complete her mission, travelling in the opposite direction of the lake.
Posey discards the decayed items, but keeps the jewelry.
Then she goes about her way to complete her mission, travelling in the opposite direction of the lake.
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>>173259
It's supposed to be one for the city, and another is the chapel for the Grandmaster personally, or at least, for the Order. Then again, what I had modeled this on was a city where each cathedral was of a different denomination
The guards give her the simple enough directions. Through the entrance, she is in a courtyard with a marble floor, a fountain, and columns decorated with motifs of wind. But crossing it to the left, Amber enters an foyer with a long marble staircase going up to a second floor, with tapestries depicting what seems to be hunts on either side. Here Amber also sees the white and black flag of Hellquill displayed prominently. Though the original construction is clearly hundreds of years old, there are more modern elements, most obviously the shinny new marble floors at the upper landing. She enters into a long hall, going right. To the left are large windows, and to the right, maps of Hellquill, and scenes of battles, and just as often, the modern flag of hellquill. Electric lighting pervades.
Amber ends in a large room with stone walls, surely the old refractory. It has vaulted ceilings, columns along the edges, and portraits of griffins, surely the old grandmasters, lining the walls above the columns. The floor To her left is an impressive artifact, a full-sized replica of the idol of Boreas, surely made out of gold.
But what is really most of concern to Amber are the griffins in the room. On the floor, and coming towards Amber from the right, as if they had themselves not been there long, are the familiar sights of Helder, wearing a vest, and Erich, with his violin. Felder lied is present as well, behind them and off to the side.
But in front of Amber are several tables, presumably meant for food but with no cloths covering them. These are in a line, blocking off the far edge of the room. These have chairs behind them, and by the wall, perhaps 20 feet behind and raised behind wooden steps covered in red carpet, are several wooden chairs, and in the center, a wooden throne. But these are not what is occupied. What are occupied are the chairs at the table closer to Amber.
In the chairs are seven griffins. Every one of them is male. They range in age from 30 to 65. They all wear the long, black leather cloaks of the Reformisten. Half are smoking. And moving forward, just about to sit down in the middle, wearing his tattle-tale black cap with a silver eagle symbol on it, is a blue-coated griffin whose identity Amber can guess based off of context, and his appearance in newspapers in Katerinburg. He smiles malignly and takes a seat.
It's supposed to be one for the city, and another is the chapel for the Grandmaster personally, or at least, for the Order. Then again, what I had modeled this on was a city where each cathedral was of a different denomination
The guards give her the simple enough directions. Through the entrance, she is in a courtyard with a marble floor, a fountain, and columns decorated with motifs of wind. But crossing it to the left, Amber enters an foyer with a long marble staircase going up to a second floor, with tapestries depicting what seems to be hunts on either side. Here Amber also sees the white and black flag of Hellquill displayed prominently. Though the original construction is clearly hundreds of years old, there are more modern elements, most obviously the shinny new marble floors at the upper landing. She enters into a long hall, going right. To the left are large windows, and to the right, maps of Hellquill, and scenes of battles, and just as often, the modern flag of hellquill. Electric lighting pervades.
Amber ends in a large room with stone walls, surely the old refractory. It has vaulted ceilings, columns along the edges, and portraits of griffins, surely the old grandmasters, lining the walls above the columns. The floor To her left is an impressive artifact, a full-sized replica of the idol of Boreas, surely made out of gold.
But what is really most of concern to Amber are the griffins in the room. On the floor, and coming towards Amber from the right, as if they had themselves not been there long, are the familiar sights of Helder, wearing a vest, and Erich, with his violin. Felder lied is present as well, behind them and off to the side.
But in front of Amber are several tables, presumably meant for food but with no cloths covering them. These are in a line, blocking off the far edge of the room. These have chairs behind them, and by the wall, perhaps 20 feet behind and raised behind wooden steps covered in red carpet, are several wooden chairs, and in the center, a wooden throne. But these are not what is occupied. What are occupied are the chairs at the table closer to Amber.
In the chairs are seven griffins. Every one of them is male. They range in age from 30 to 65. They all wear the long, black leather cloaks of the Reformisten. Half are smoking. And moving forward, just about to sit down in the middle, wearing his tattle-tale black cap with a silver eagle symbol on it, is a blue-coated griffin whose identity Amber can guess based off of context, and his appearance in newspapers in Katerinburg. He smiles malignly and takes a seat.
>>173350
Does Posey try to go the same direction she was going when and before she crossed the river, or does she now go in the direction of the river?
>>173355
Yes. It appears to be family photos. A photo of a mare, a stallion, and a foal. A photo of what seems to be a one-story farmhouse. A photo of a tree with no leaves on the branches, with a barn in the background. There are more. Some are damaged.
Does Posey try to go the same direction she was going when and before she crossed the river, or does she now go in the direction of the river?
>>173355
Yes. It appears to be family photos. A photo of a mare, a stallion, and a foal. A photo of what seems to be a one-story farmhouse. A photo of a tree with no leaves on the branches, with a barn in the background. There are more. Some are damaged.
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>>173388
The snek is poked/pressed again. She feels firm and muscular, but she's got enough give to avoid feeling hard and uncomfortable. Her scales are nice and smooth to the touch. She points to Neela, simply saying, "She is!"
The snek is poked/pressed again. She feels firm and muscular, but she's got enough give to avoid feeling hard and uncomfortable. Her scales are nice and smooth to the touch. She points to Neela, simply saying, "She is!"
>>173387
>>>173350
>Does Posey try to go the same direction she was going when and before she crossed the river
Yes. To her original destination.
> It appears to be family photos. A photo of a mare, a stallion, and a foal. A photo of what seems to be a one-story farmhouse. A photo of a tree with no leaves on the branches, with a barn in the background.
Hmmm, sounds familiar...
>>>173350
>Does Posey try to go the same direction she was going when and before she crossed the river
Yes. To her original destination.
> It appears to be family photos. A photo of a mare, a stallion, and a foal. A photo of what seems to be a one-story farmhouse. A photo of a tree with no leaves on the branches, with a barn in the background.
Hmmm, sounds familiar...
>>173393
snek is pet
The petting stallion can feel her relax around where he's petting, and she lets out a little, happy, content sssssss.
She answers the other stallion's question just as matter-of-factly as she answered what she was: "She's Neela, my friend."
snek is pet
The petting stallion can feel her relax around where he's petting, and she lets out a little, happy, content sssssss.
She answers the other stallion's question just as matter-of-factly as she answered what she was: "She's Neela, my friend."
>>173255
ooh la la
>>173385
Amber looks with surprise to her friends. There is joy that they indeed made it, but this is drowned out by surprise at seeing them here rather than in the Ministry which is where they were headed. Did the rapture of music consume them too?
Amber is too surprised and nervous to say anything when the Grandmaster appears.
ooh la la
>>173385
Amber looks with surprise to her friends. There is joy that they indeed made it, but this is drowned out by surprise at seeing them here rather than in the Ministry which is where they were headed. Did the rapture of music consume them too?
Amber is too surprised and nervous to say anything when the Grandmaster appears.
>>173393
>Posey can try to take what she wants.
This is for the Black Crusade. Mission failure is not an option.
>Surely there can't be more dangerous creatures, in the water, right?
If so, Posey will have to deal with them without spells.
>And then move as she likes
She marches onwards.
>Posey can try to take what she wants.
This is for the Black Crusade. Mission failure is not an option.
>Surely there can't be more dangerous creatures, in the water, right?
If so, Posey will have to deal with them without spells.
>And then move as she likes
She marches onwards.
>>173394
pet pet
"Well..." He pauses
"You are free to leave. Have a good day, miss"
>>173396
Should she chose to walk along the edge of the lake, and then further south, she would walk along the edge of the raised forest floor, and a flooded swamp. Posey does find traces of battle: damaged trees, and a rifle simply set up against a tree.
pet pet
"Well..." He pauses
"You are free to leave. Have a good day, miss"
>>173396
Should she chose to walk along the edge of the lake, and then further south, she would walk along the edge of the raised forest floor, and a flooded swamp. Posey does find traces of battle: damaged trees, and a rifle simply set up against a tree.
>>173401
>>173396
I think you replied to the wrong post.
I think I'm going to go to bed, but if you have the time, I would appreciate a description of the next page in Posey's adventure later.
>>173396
I think you replied to the wrong post.
I think I'm going to go to bed, but if you have the time, I would appreciate a description of the next page in Posey's adventure later.
>>173395
He takes out a cigar, lights it, puffs on it, and then leans back in the chair, raising his high legs and crossing them. He speaks
"You played for my cousin, didn't you?" This question seems addressed to them collectively
"You can play, can't you?"
He takes out a cigar, lights it, puffs on it, and then leans back in the chair, raising his high legs and crossing them. He speaks
"You played for my cousin, didn't you?" This question seems addressed to them collectively
"You can play, can't you?"
>>173402
>Posey does find traces of battle: damaged trees, and a rifle simply set up against a tree.
Posey follows the traces of battle, knowing that the damaged trees indicate tanks nearby. She looks for any treadmarks.
She also examines the gun, although knows it's not useful to her (she's only proficient in simple and archaic weapons).
I have to sleep now. If Posey walks her way into combat, I'll be up all night.
>Posey does find traces of battle: damaged trees, and a rifle simply set up against a tree.
Posey follows the traces of battle, knowing that the damaged trees indicate tanks nearby. She looks for any treadmarks.
She also examines the gun, although knows it's not useful to her (she's only proficient in simple and archaic weapons).
I have to sleep now. If Posey walks her way into combat, I'll be up all night.
>>173402
Kira would, but it appears that the other stallion's petting is making her effectively melt into a lamia puddle. She has a perpetual touch-drunk look on her face with her tongue lazily having out of her mouth. She continues to make happy, contented snake noises, and the petting stallion gets the feeling that although she's larger than him, he basically has her in the frog of his hoof.
Kira would, but it appears that the other stallion's petting is making her effectively melt into a lamia puddle. She has a perpetual touch-drunk look on her face with her tongue lazily having out of her mouth. She continues to make happy, contented snake noises, and the petting stallion gets the feeling that although she's larger than him, he basically has her in the frog of his hoof.
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>>173406
Kira doesn't have to leave, but she does have to move aside, to make way for more ponies - especially in automobiles - to move forward.
Kira may be rolled over. And if she does, the stallion starts to rub her belly. Well, a little part of it, anyways.
Neela comes up to Kira, and looks at her impatiently
Kira doesn't have to leave, but she does have to move aside, to make way for more ponies - especially in automobiles - to move forward.
Kira may be rolled over. And if she does, the stallion starts to rub her belly. Well, a little part of it, anyways.
Neela comes up to Kira, and looks at her impatiently
>>173407
She does roll out of the way for automobiles and ponies, and this does give the petting stallion the opportunity to give Kira belly rubs, discovering that she absolutely loves them. She looks goofily up at her deer friend.
"Heh heh...I like pony pets..."
She does roll out of the way for automobiles and ponies, and this does give the petting stallion the opportunity to give Kira belly rubs, discovering that she absolutely loves them. She looks goofily up at her deer friend.
"Heh heh...I like pony pets..."
>>173408
The lead pony says,
"No no, don't touch her. Pay attention to the check point. It can't be that interesting..." then he places a hoof to Kira, and starts rubbing her scales as well. And he doesn't stop.
Neela is scrunchy.
"I noticed. We have to move along"
The lead pony says,
"No no, don't touch her. Pay attention to the check point. It can't be that interesting..." then he places a hoof to Kira, and starts rubbing her scales as well. And he doesn't stop.
Neela is scrunchy.
"I noticed. We have to move along"
>>173409
It is indeed that interesting. Both military ponies now have to wonder if petting all lamias is like that, and if other lamias also enjoy being pet by ponies this much. Kira seems to finally notice her friend's impatience and manages to snap out of her stupor despite receiving double pony pets.
"Right, sorry." She looks at the two military stallions with big apologetic eyes. "I'm sorry, sirs, you are really super nice and I wish I could stay longer for more pets, but we have a lot more of the city to see."
It is indeed that interesting. Both military ponies now have to wonder if petting all lamias is like that, and if other lamias also enjoy being pet by ponies this much. Kira seems to finally notice her friend's impatience and manages to snap out of her stupor despite receiving double pony pets.
"Right, sorry." She looks at the two military stallions with big apologetic eyes. "I'm sorry, sirs, you are really super nice and I wish I could stay longer for more pets, but we have a lot more of the city to see."
>>173410
Kira may think she could be sent in to distract military garrisons. These stallions would likely give her more attention if they were not working. She gets a simple wave, and may move along, slithering closer to her objective.
Kira may think she could be sent in to distract military garrisons. These stallions would likely give her more attention if they were not working. She gets a simple wave, and may move along, slithering closer to her objective.
>>173411
Kira smiles, and waves goodbye to the stallions after getting up. She finally leaves the checkpoint with Neela and continues on their way.
"Whew, sorry about that Neela. I don't know what it is, but there's something special about pony pets."
Kira smiles, and waves goodbye to the stallions after getting up. She finally leaves the checkpoint with Neela and continues on their way.
"Whew, sorry about that Neela. I don't know what it is, but there's something special about pony pets."
>>173404
Amber bows humbly. "We have, sir, and we can. There are no better string musicians this side of Griffonheim. What would you like from your humble servants?"
Amber bows humbly. "We have, sir, and we can. There are no better string musicians this side of Griffonheim. What would you like from your humble servants?"
>>173412
Kira is doubtless the only lamia these ponies have ever seen. Hopefully she isn't giving them the wrong impression. It does appear, however, that the ponies have found her weakness.
Neela scrunches, lowers her head and lowers her ears momentarily
"So I've seen." Then she turns back and looks to her
"You think you can get a townhouse near the river?"
Kira is doubtless the only lamia these ponies have ever seen. Hopefully she isn't giving them the wrong impression. It does appear, however, that the ponies have found her weakness.
Neela scrunches, lowers her head and lowers her ears momentarily
"So I've seen." Then she turns back and looks to her
"You think you can get a townhouse near the river?"
>>173415
Sense Motive: Kira tilts her head at Neela's reaction, trying to get a feel of her thoughts about the ponies petting Kira.
[1d20+2 = (11+2) = 13]
"I think so. Is that what you would want, Neela?"
Sense Motive: Kira tilts her head at Neela's reaction, trying to get a feel of her thoughts about the ponies petting Kira.
[1d20+2 = (11+2) = 13]
"I think so. Is that what you would want, Neela?"
>>173417
Hmm...perhaps if she wants pets like Kira gets, she needs to see what Kira is doing that causes ponies to want to pet her.
"Maybe I could. If only a few pieces of my tribe's gold and jewelry was worth so many Bits, then I should be able to get enough per month to afford a townhouse near the river. I know I'm not an artisan, but I have useful skills."
Hmm...perhaps if she wants pets like Kira gets, she needs to see what Kira is doing that causes ponies to want to pet her.
"Maybe I could. If only a few pieces of my tribe's gold and jewelry was worth so many Bits, then I should be able to get enough per month to afford a townhouse near the river. I know I'm not an artisan, but I have useful skills."
>>173418
Slithering through town, Kira notices a few things. One, the city is cold. Not extremely cold, but it's definitely not tropical. The asphalt and concrete sidewalks are colder and less pleasant to slither on than Kira would prefer. Also, Kira isn't exactly built for long distances, and it becomes tiresome.
The buildings around Kira are changing, becoming less often damaged, further apart, and smaller units.
She looks over towards Kira, and asks
"Like what?"
Slithering through town, Kira notices a few things. One, the city is cold. Not extremely cold, but it's definitely not tropical. The asphalt and concrete sidewalks are colder and less pleasant to slither on than Kira would prefer. Also, Kira isn't exactly built for long distances, and it becomes tiresome.
The buildings around Kira are changing, becoming less often damaged, further apart, and smaller units.
She looks over towards Kira, and asks
"Like what?"
>>173419
She definitely would enjoy a nice rest along with something to eat. Getting pets at the checkpoint was nice, but she needs something to get her energy back up. At least this part of the city seems like it's nicer than where they came from.
"I'm a hunter, a trapper, a tracker, a bowmaker, and while I've never actually gotten into a proper fight before all of the hunters in my tribe are trained to also be warriors. I also know a bit of alchemy, though I can only really do basic recipes like my tribe's signature hunting oil. It's a pretty good skill set for a lot of things and, while I know you disagree with the idea, if I'm going to be working for R&M to get an audience with the governor...maybe I can also get paid for it too?"
She definitely would enjoy a nice rest along with something to eat. Getting pets at the checkpoint was nice, but she needs something to get her energy back up. At least this part of the city seems like it's nicer than where they came from.
"I'm a hunter, a trapper, a tracker, a bowmaker, and while I've never actually gotten into a proper fight before all of the hunters in my tribe are trained to also be warriors. I also know a bit of alchemy, though I can only really do basic recipes like my tribe's signature hunting oil. It's a pretty good skill set for a lot of things and, while I know you disagree with the idea, if I'm going to be working for R&M to get an audience with the governor...maybe I can also get paid for it too?"
>>173420
"How have you never gotten into a fight before?" She asks, then looks forward. Then she looks back "You can do alchemy? How well, exactly? And I still don't know why you would want to work for Customs" She looks ahead, and then almost starts speaking to herself. "Actually, it kind of makes sense. They prey on the weak and innocent. I can sort of understand why you get along."
"How have you never gotten into a fight before?" She asks, then looks forward. Then she looks back "You can do alchemy? How well, exactly? And I still don't know why you would want to work for Customs" She looks ahead, and then almost starts speaking to herself. "Actually, it kind of makes sense. They prey on the weak and innocent. I can sort of understand why you get along."
>>173421
Unfortunately for Neela, her out-loud thoughts are heard by Kira, who scrunches.
"What do you mean that?"
Unfortunately for Neela, her out-loud thoughts are heard by Kira, who scrunches.
"What do you mean that?"
>>173422
"Huh?' She asks
"I mean, you're... I don't know how old you are, but you look old enough to have gotten in several fights." She pauses and looks directly at Kira. "Don't you have to fight... you know. The things you eat?"
"Huh?' She asks
"I mean, you're... I don't know how old you are, but you look old enough to have gotten in several fights." She pauses and looks directly at Kira. "Don't you have to fight... you know. The things you eat?"
>>173423
Kira notices that Neela's deliberately avoiding answering her actual question, but she lets it go.
"Well, sometimes. Antelope, wild pigs, and other predators do put up a fight when cornered, but I mean like a real fight, against other sapient beings. I almost did, when the Talons came to our lands in retribution for us attacking the gold mine they had built that was poisoning our water supply, but my mother stopped me. 'You're not ready yet, Kira.' I'm definitely grateful for her doing that, especially in hindsight."
Kira notices that Neela's deliberately avoiding answering her actual question, but she lets it go.
"Well, sometimes. Antelope, wild pigs, and other predators do put up a fight when cornered, but I mean like a real fight, against other sapient beings. I almost did, when the Talons came to our lands in retribution for us attacking the gold mine they had built that was poisoning our water supply, but my mother stopped me. 'You're not ready yet, Kira.' I'm definitely grateful for her doing that, especially in hindsight."
>>173425
Her tongue flicks, and she looks sheepishly off to the side.
"To be honest...not really. My mother was right, I'm not really ready yet to be a warrior. I'll fight if I have to, but I don't really have that 'warrior's spirit'. I'm more of a sneaky snake."
Her tongue flicks, and she looks sheepishly off to the side.
"To be honest...not really. My mother was right, I'm not really ready yet to be a warrior. I'll fight if I have to, but I don't really have that 'warrior's spirit'. I'm more of a sneaky snake."
>>173426
"You don't really look like a warrior, except for the bow and the leather. How could you be sneaky? You're so big."
"You don't really look like a warrior, except for the bow and the leather. How could you be sneaky? You're so big."
>>173427
"Oh, we should play hide & seek sometime! I can show you how sneaky us lamias can be."
She smiles, half serious, half joking.
"Oh, we should play hide & seek sometime! I can show you how sneaky us lamias can be."
She smiles, half serious, half joking.
>>173428
She blinks, with a concerned expression
"... On second thought, I'm just fine with knowing where you are." And continues walking forward.
And now, the buildings change to rows of little buildings together like apartment buildings, with small paths leaning up to their doors
She blinks, with a concerned expression
"... On second thought, I'm just fine with knowing where you are." And continues walking forward.
And now, the buildings change to rows of little buildings together like apartment buildings, with small paths leaning up to their doors
>>173429
It's now in this neighborhood that Kira looks for signs marking vacancies or signaling some kind of offices, as she continues conversing with Neela.
"So, that crystal...do you know how to do deer magic?"
It's now in this neighborhood that Kira looks for signs marking vacancies or signaling some kind of offices, as she continues conversing with Neela.
"So, that crystal...do you know how to do deer magic?"
>>173430
"Huh? No."
She looks at Kira, and says
"Did you say you could do alchemy?"
Kira could roll search
"Huh? No."
She looks at Kira, and says
"Did you say you could do alchemy?"
Kira could roll search
>>173431
Search: Kira searches for a home or a way to acquire a home.
Meanwhile, she nods.
"Yes, though I'm more of I guess an apprentice alchemist. If I was a cleric in the tribe I would probably know more about alchemy and magic."
Search: Kira searches for a home or a way to acquire a home.
Meanwhile, she nods.
"Yes, though I'm more of I guess an apprentice alchemist. If I was a cleric in the tribe I would probably know more about alchemy and magic."
>>173434
"Oh, I see the office!"
After she points it out and starts making a bee line for the building, she answers Neela's question.
"Yes, they handle the preservation of the tribe's knowledge, keeping the tribe healthy with alchemy and curative magics, and the teaching of the snakelings. Really, they do a lot for the tribe, they're just as important as us hunters!"
"Oh, I see the office!"
After she points it out and starts making a bee line for the building, she answers Neela's question.
"Yes, they handle the preservation of the tribe's knowledge, keeping the tribe healthy with alchemy and curative magics, and the teaching of the snakelings. Really, they do a lot for the tribe, they're just as important as us hunters!"
>>173435
Kira has to push open a door, enter, and...
A cream coated unicorn at the desk goes "Ah!" And dives down
Neela:
"And so... hunting. What is that like, exactly?"
Kira has to push open a door, enter, and...
A cream coated unicorn at the desk goes "Ah!" And dives down
Neela:
"And so... hunting. What is that like, exactly?"
>>173436
"Oh, hang on Neela." She looks over at the unicorn who, like the mare in the pawn shop, seems to think a desk would be adequate cover in the case of her being hostile. Thankfully for both of them, Kira is the exact opposite of hostile.
"Hello? We would like to inquire about the availability of a townhouse."
"Oh, hang on Neela." She looks over at the unicorn who, like the mare in the pawn shop, seems to think a desk would be adequate cover in the case of her being hostile. Thankfully for both of them, Kira is the exact opposite of hostile.
"Hello? We would like to inquire about the availability of a townhouse."
>>173439
Kira can only see her ears, her eyes, and little bits of the top of her head
"I don't... Why do you ask?"
Kira can only see her ears, her eyes, and little bits of the top of her head
"I don't... Why do you ask?"
>>173442
Kira continues to beam a smile at her, and she nods.
"Yes, we want to rent a townhome...is there one available?"
Kira continues to beam a smile at her, and she nods.
"Yes, we want to rent a townhome...is there one available?"
>>173443
She looks at her with... well, it isn't a smile
"I think some of our tenants may have concerns being neighbors with... large..." She raises a hoof, evidently to point at Kira, but does not complete the sentence
She looks at her with... well, it isn't a smile
"I think some of our tenants may have concerns being neighbors with... large..." She raises a hoof, evidently to point at Kira, but does not complete the sentence
>>173444
Kira tilts her head.
"What's the concern? I've been vetted by Customs, and I can assure you I'm very friendly. My friend can actually confirm this: along the way we were stopped at a military checkpoint, and two of the soldiers actually pet me before we got permission to pass."
Kira tilts her head.
"What's the concern? I've been vetted by Customs, and I can assure you I'm very friendly. My friend can actually confirm this: along the way we were stopped at a military checkpoint, and two of the soldiers actually pet me before we got permission to pass."
>>173445
Now, she has the wide, toothy smile that is so common among ponies
"Well, tenants may be concerned about... living in a neighborhood with a... a giant snake. Whether it's... whether they are right or not, they may be... scared."
Now, she has the wide, toothy smile that is so common among ponies
"Well, tenants may be concerned about... living in a neighborhood with a... a giant snake. Whether it's... whether they are right or not, they may be... scared."
>>173446
Diplomacy: "Please ma'am, I assure you that we would be among the best tenants you have. Whatever concerns they may have at first, once they get to meet me and know me, would evaporate like the morning mist!"
[1d20-1 = (19-1) = 18]
Diplomacy: "Please ma'am, I assure you that we would be among the best tenants you have. Whatever concerns they may have at first, once they get to meet me and know me, would evaporate like the morning mist!"
[1d20-1 = (19-1) = 18]
>>173447
She raises her head, and looks over at the long snake-pony. Her muzzle is long and thin, and her ears twitch.
"We could consider it... But rent would need to be paid in full ahead of time, and with a deposit."
She raises her head, and looks over at the long snake-pony. Her muzzle is long and thin, and her ears twitch.
"We could consider it... But rent would need to be paid in full ahead of time, and with a deposit."
>>173448
Kira taps her hooves together excitedly, and her tongue flicks.
"Yay! No problem, just tell me the price!"
Kira taps her hooves together excitedly, and her tongue flicks.
"Yay! No problem, just tell me the price!"
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Posey will make some checks to see what she knows about what sorts of monsters or other hazards lurk in these parts, as well as any other hidden mysteries.
Arcana, for magical beasts/constructs/dragons (or anything else magical)
[1d20+11 = (6+11) = 17]
Religion, for Undead (or anything else holy/unholy)
[1d20+9 = (4+9) = 13]
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Arcana, for magical beasts/constructs/dragons (or anything else magical)
[1d20+11 = (6+11) = 17]
Religion, for Undead (or anything else holy/unholy)
[1d20+9 = (4+9) = 13]
Pic unrelated
>>173414
"Of course, sir," Amber answers.
She turns to the others and whispers, "Shall we play Shornberg's Verklarkte Nacht?"
"Of course, sir," Amber answers.
She turns to the others and whispers, "Shall we play Shornberg's Verklarkte Nacht?"
>>173457
He speaks to those around him.
"These griffins will stay here: Turmfalke, Schumann, Mitter, Dolch." Two of the six griffins stand up, and start to leave, as do a small clawful who stood off to the left, and had been noticed by Amber until they began to move."
Then he moves his chair forward, and leans over the table, clasping his claws together and placing his head over them. He looks intently at Amber, then Erich.
Erich nods, and places his bow to the Violin. He is familiar with the peace.
He speaks to those around him.
"These griffins will stay here: Turmfalke, Schumann, Mitter, Dolch." Two of the six griffins stand up, and start to leave, as do a small clawful who stood off to the left, and had been noticed by Amber until they began to move."
Then he moves his chair forward, and leans over the table, clasping his claws together and placing his head over them. He looks intently at Amber, then Erich.
Erich nods, and places his bow to the Violin. He is familiar with the peace.
>>173458
Reminds me of that Downfall scene. Fortunately, Hellheim is not under siege, at least not yet.
https://youtu.be/U-pVz2LTakM
Although it is not yet evening, Amber and her closest–really, only–friends play a composition titled "Transfigured Night." As a sextet, it could not be done justice with a few ordinary musicians, but fortunately those present are anything but ordinary. The song starts out gently, with sweet and slow chords reminiscent of the approach of dusk. It is not long at all until Shornberg's more unique and esoteric style subtly creeps into the music as in waves before enshrouding the listeners in its chromaticism, returning occasionally to softer clarity. Shornberg is a quite subversive composer and although the piece is nominally a romance, there are deeper intonations evoking paranoia.
What is love of what is close, for example, but a hatred of the outside? Those damned ponies are a threat to Hellquill, which is all that stands between them and the griffon heartlands. The music's violence suggests what should be done, while its calmer interludes brood over how they overpopulate and despoil what could be productive land. And of course there are sympathizers and traitors everywhere, who lurk in the shadows. Such sentiments are new to Amber and seem to spring from the music itself. Near the middle a part of her is astonished and repelled from such overwhelming thoughts, and although she cannot stop playing, during a quieter and more compatible interlude she desperately starts playing a different song.
https://youtu.be/7vdgZAJVnes
The style, which would be called tintinnabuli had the term been coined, at first feeds off a smaller rhythm in Verklarte Nacht and takes the center stage, with its waves evoking harmony and peace. This at first intertwines with the first composition, but soon enough Shornberg's chaos attempts to overpower it while the new composition recedes. The new song is not outdone for long, and although not as loud its tranquil melody rings clearly. Shornberg's rage rings on before mellowing into harmony as well, while the second piece raises vivid and gorgeous protestations that do not seem of this world. Amber herself is divided along these pieces, and her talons seamlessly switch between one composition and the next, if not combining the two. The two, while euphonically combining at points, clash in dissonance at times, with one piece at first feeding into earthly ambition and then dwelling in melancholy while the other has a more celestial bent that chides the other. Shornberg may be subversive, but how could one hear his timeless opposition and not feel guilt over intended wrongs? Verklarte Nacht finishes with a vaguely pastoral phrase before finishing alongside the other work.
Amber is left exhausted by the end, confused and not entirely sure as to what transpired. What is even more uncertain is how the leader of Hellquill has received this performance, since dissonance in esoteric music is dangerous indeed and can lead to unexpected consequences.
Reminds me of that Downfall scene. Fortunately, Hellheim is not under siege, at least not yet.
https://youtu.be/U-pVz2LTakM
Although it is not yet evening, Amber and her closest–really, only–friends play a composition titled "Transfigured Night." As a sextet, it could not be done justice with a few ordinary musicians, but fortunately those present are anything but ordinary. The song starts out gently, with sweet and slow chords reminiscent of the approach of dusk. It is not long at all until Shornberg's more unique and esoteric style subtly creeps into the music as in waves before enshrouding the listeners in its chromaticism, returning occasionally to softer clarity. Shornberg is a quite subversive composer and although the piece is nominally a romance, there are deeper intonations evoking paranoia.
What is love of what is close, for example, but a hatred of the outside? Those damned ponies are a threat to Hellquill, which is all that stands between them and the griffon heartlands. The music's violence suggests what should be done, while its calmer interludes brood over how they overpopulate and despoil what could be productive land. And of course there are sympathizers and traitors everywhere, who lurk in the shadows. Such sentiments are new to Amber and seem to spring from the music itself. Near the middle a part of her is astonished and repelled from such overwhelming thoughts, and although she cannot stop playing, during a quieter and more compatible interlude she desperately starts playing a different song.
https://youtu.be/7vdgZAJVnes
The style, which would be called tintinnabuli had the term been coined, at first feeds off a smaller rhythm in Verklarte Nacht and takes the center stage, with its waves evoking harmony and peace. This at first intertwines with the first composition, but soon enough Shornberg's chaos attempts to overpower it while the new composition recedes. The new song is not outdone for long, and although not as loud its tranquil melody rings clearly. Shornberg's rage rings on before mellowing into harmony as well, while the second piece raises vivid and gorgeous protestations that do not seem of this world. Amber herself is divided along these pieces, and her talons seamlessly switch between one composition and the next, if not combining the two. The two, while euphonically combining at points, clash in dissonance at times, with one piece at first feeding into earthly ambition and then dwelling in melancholy while the other has a more celestial bent that chides the other. Shornberg may be subversive, but how could one hear his timeless opposition and not feel guilt over intended wrongs? Verklarte Nacht finishes with a vaguely pastoral phrase before finishing alongside the other work.
Amber is left exhausted by the end, confused and not entirely sure as to what transpired. What is even more uncertain is how the leader of Hellquill has received this performance, since dissonance in esoteric music is dangerous indeed and can lead to unexpected consequences.
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>>173468
It is said that one morning Dark Star went out for cigarettes… and never came back. Lunar Nadir was kicked out of college for non-payment. Tricky Truffle and Succulent Sorrel eventually took over the room at the tavern after finally getting jobs and paying rent, and several little ponies felt themselves without a friend. One bout pony tells of a great hero who could sling guns, and take down changelings, griffins, and criminals alike, and swears he will return when the world most needs him, like King Arthur from his slumber on Avalon - but she is increasingly dismissed as a relic of a bygone era, and marginalized from society.
But Baltimare… Baltimare continues to evolve and progress. With the disappearance of the edgy pony, racism went down 30% overnight. The forces of reaction were overcome. Social mores continued to change and enlighten, and the formerly pony city of Baltimare became even more enriched with a rainbow of new creatures, and acceptance for behaviors previously shunned and kept in hiding.
It is said that one morning Dark Star went out for cigarettes… and never came back. Lunar Nadir was kicked out of college for non-payment. Tricky Truffle and Succulent Sorrel eventually took over the room at the tavern after finally getting jobs and paying rent, and several little ponies felt themselves without a friend. One bout pony tells of a great hero who could sling guns, and take down changelings, griffins, and criminals alike, and swears he will return when the world most needs him, like King Arthur from his slumber on Avalon - but she is increasingly dismissed as a relic of a bygone era, and marginalized from society.
But Baltimare… Baltimare continues to evolve and progress. With the disappearance of the edgy pony, racism went down 30% overnight. The forces of reaction were overcome. Social mores continued to change and enlighten, and the formerly pony city of Baltimare became even more enriched with a rainbow of new creatures, and acceptance for behaviors previously shunned and kept in hiding.
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>>173474
I guess I'll roll my perception stuff
Posey keeps to the trees, trying to minimize direct sun exposure.
Search to look for tracks/traps
[1d20+3 = (10+3) = 13]
Survival to follow them
[1d20+1 = (6+1) = 7]
Spot to look for creatures
[1d20+3 = (7+3) = 10]
Listen to hear them
[1d20+3 = (18+3) = 21]
I guess I'll roll my perception stuff
Posey keeps to the trees, trying to minimize direct sun exposure.
Search to look for tracks/traps
[1d20+3 = (10+3) = 13]
Survival to follow them
[1d20+1 = (6+1) = 7]
Spot to look for creatures
[1d20+3 = (7+3) = 10]
Listen to hear them
[1d20+3 = (18+3) = 21]
>>173473
I'd like to see Dark Star again, someday
>>172791 →
Silver smiles widely, and makes a happy little whinny noise as she scritches his chin.
"Heavenly. As to be expected when you are with griffon goddess."
I'd like to see Dark Star again, someday
>>172791 →
Silver smiles widely, and makes a happy little whinny noise as she scritches his chin.
"Heavenly. As to be expected when you are with griffon goddess."
>>173534
Her eyes are again decidedly lidded, and with the sight of her slim, cat-like body from waist to face, Silver is affirmed in her description of her as a "goddess."
"That's right" She says, nodding slowly, and purring
>>173449
"Well" The mare stares at her. "There's a recently renovated unit that may be available for 700 a month."
Her eyes are again decidedly lidded, and with the sight of her slim, cat-like body from waist to face, Silver is affirmed in her description of her as a "goddess."
"That's right" She says, nodding slowly, and purring
>>173449
"Well" The mare stares at her. "There's a recently renovated unit that may be available for 700 a month."
>>173558
Silver once again rubs his muzzle against her smooth beak.
"You make cutest noises when you are happy, you know that?"
Silver once again rubs his muzzle against her smooth beak.
"You make cutest noises when you are happy, you know that?"
>>173558
"We'll take it!"
Kira says this with basically no hesitation, and begins counting out 700 Bits.
"We'll take it!"
Kira says this with basically no hesitation, and begins counting out 700 Bits.
>>173561
Her batting at his muzzle may or may not result in a boop, which may or may not result in him scroonching. He lets out a happy little whinny as proof of her claim.
"I am not sure I ever saw myself in this position even just year ago, but I am glad that this is where I ended up, in embrace of my griffon goddess."
Her batting at his muzzle may or may not result in a boop, which may or may not result in him scroonching. He lets out a happy little whinny as proof of her claim.
"I am not sure I ever saw myself in this position even just year ago, but I am glad that this is where I ended up, in embrace of my griffon goddess."
>>173564
At this turn of mood for his Jubee, Silver buries his head into the soft plumage of her neck and snuggles in. He can still be heard clearly, even if his voice is perhaps slightly muffled by feathers.
"I know it is not what you wanted, but I hope I can help make this as good of situation for you as I can."
At this turn of mood for his Jubee, Silver buries his head into the soft plumage of her neck and snuggles in. He can still be heard clearly, even if his voice is perhaps slightly muffled by feathers.
"I know it is not what you wanted, but I hope I can help make this as good of situation for you as I can."
>>173564
Kira adds another 300 to the Bits she's counting, bringing the total up to 1,000 Bits before placing them on the counter.
Kira adds another 300 to the Bits she's counting, bringing the total up to 1,000 Bits before placing them on the counter.
>>173566
She looks at the pile of bits
“That’s… a lot of bits to have on you… okay then.” And she looks back to Kira
“But, well, we don’t really allow exotic animals…”
>>173565
Jubilosa takes her claw, and starts rubbing around the base of his right ear.
“Don’t worry.” She says. “You have.” Though she seems troubled, she makes another “purr”
>>173572
the description is hard to do on mobile
She looks at the pile of bits
“That’s… a lot of bits to have on you… okay then.” And she looks back to Kira
“But, well, we don’t really allow exotic animals…”
>>173565
Jubilosa takes her claw, and starts rubbing around the base of his right ear.
“Don’t worry.” She says. “You have.” Though she seems troubled, she makes another “purr”
>>173572
the description is hard to do on mobile
>>173573
Kira looks at the pony with big, hopefully adorable snake eyes.
"Please, ma'am, it's not as though we can't manage our own needs or are some base animals like you would see out in the wild. We are fully sapient, just like any pony. We won't cause you or your complex any trouble."
Kira looks at the pony with big, hopefully adorable snake eyes.
"Please, ma'am, it's not as though we can't manage our own needs or are some base animals like you would see out in the wild. We are fully sapient, just like any pony. We won't cause you or your complex any trouble."
>>173573
Silver's ear twitches as Jubilosa no doubt marvels at how even his pony ears are fluffy.
Sense Motive: Silver tries to gain a peak into his griffon's head space, hopefully to know more specifics about what's troubling her.
[1d20+3 = (14+3) = 17]
Silver's ear twitches as Jubilosa no doubt marvels at how even his pony ears are fluffy.
Sense Motive: Silver tries to gain a peak into his griffon's head space, hopefully to know more specifics about what's troubling her.
[1d20+3 = (14+3) = 17]
>>173577
ears are scritched
Silver cuddles his griffon, keeping her attention focused on the present. Her attention is definitely brought back to the present when she feels Silver's Sword finally soften up enough that he comes loose with a pop. She can feel as his seed trickles out of her slowly.
ears are scritched
Silver cuddles his griffon, keeping her attention focused on the present. Her attention is definitely brought back to the present when she feels Silver's Sword finally soften up enough that he comes loose with a pop. She can feel as his seed trickles out of her slowly.
>>173577
flicks tongue
"I would never dream of doing anything harmful to their foals or pets. Pets are for pets, and ponies are already so adorable anyways that I imagine foals must be heart attack-inducing."
flicks tongue
"I would never dream of doing anything harmful to their foals or pets. Pets are for pets, and ponies are already so adorable anyways that I imagine foals must be heart attack-inducing."
>>173580
Bluff: Although Kira genuinely has no intent on eating on eating foals or pets, she hopes the pony will believe her.
[1d20-1 = (18-1) = 17]
Bluff: Although Kira genuinely has no intent on eating on eating foals or pets, she hopes the pony will believe her.
[1d20-1 = (18-1) = 17]
>>173580
It's hard to tell who is being absorbed into who with this close an embrace. Regardless, Jubilosa finds herself lost in a sea of light grey fluff. She feels his stout pony heart beat in his chest, and hears the steady breathing in and out of his powerful lungs.
It's hard to tell who is being absorbed into who with this close an embrace. Regardless, Jubilosa finds herself lost in a sea of light grey fluff. She feels his stout pony heart beat in his chest, and hears the steady breathing in and out of his powerful lungs.
>>173581
She looks at Kira, and then slowly opens her mouth to say
“Well… I suppose. We’ll need ID, and you’ll have to sign some documents.”
>>173582
There isn’t that much meat or fur to cover the ribs on her chest, though the fur does certainly move across her bones, and there is quite a bit of muscle around the base of her wings. She too, rises and falls with her breathes.
She purrs.
She looks at Kira, and then slowly opens her mouth to say
“Well… I suppose. We’ll need ID, and you’ll have to sign some documents.”
>>173582
There isn’t that much meat or fur to cover the ribs on her chest, though the fur does certainly move across her bones, and there is quite a bit of muscle around the base of her wings. She too, rises and falls with her breathes.
She purrs.
>>173583
Silver lets out a content whinny. He's happy to remain here with her, at least for the moment. He gently massages around the base of her wings.
Silver lets out a content whinny. He's happy to remain here with her, at least for the moment. He gently massages around the base of her wings.
>>173583
flicks tongue
Kira shows the pony her ID bracelet.
"No problem! I must say, though, it sure seems like ponies like paperwork, I've never imagine signing so much before today."
flicks tongue
Kira shows the pony her ID bracelet.
"No problem! I must say, though, it sure seems like ponies like paperwork, I've never imagine signing so much before today."
>>173585
It’s… a lot of pages.
Looking at the documents, it concerns things such as time of rent payments, the process of requesting maintenance work, and rules. Rules include things like no attempts at “renovation” or serious alteration of rooms, no-subletting, no Kirin allowed at any time, no conjugation magic, no subletting to zebras (why this rule isn’t covered by the previous rule against subletting is beyond Kira’s understanding), no destruction magic, no loud noises after 10 PM, no illegal activities… actually this goes on for a while. Pets are allowed but regulated. Whether the room is in good condition must be verified at the time of leasing in order for the owner to be considered in breach of warrant; however the warranty is always valid and the owner is responsible for maintenance, in which case submitting a maintenance request is the appropriate course of action. It’s a bunch of legal nonsense.
Sigh here, and here, and here.
>>173584
purr
Jubilosa must feel the same
It’s… a lot of pages.
Looking at the documents, it concerns things such as time of rent payments, the process of requesting maintenance work, and rules. Rules include things like no attempts at “renovation” or serious alteration of rooms, no-subletting, no Kirin allowed at any time, no conjugation magic, no subletting to zebras (why this rule isn’t covered by the previous rule against subletting is beyond Kira’s understanding), no destruction magic, no loud noises after 10 PM, no illegal activities… actually this goes on for a while. Pets are allowed but regulated. Whether the room is in good condition must be verified at the time of leasing in order for the owner to be considered in breach of warrant; however the warranty is always valid and the owner is responsible for maintenance, in which case submitting a maintenance request is the appropriate course of action. It’s a bunch of legal nonsense.
Sigh here, and here, and here.
>>173584
purr
Jubilosa must feel the same
>>173586
Hmm, seems fairly standard...Kira assumes. She definitely doesn't understand why no zebras specifically. As long as there's no clause that says she signs away her soul, Kira signs the papers.
Hmm, seems fairly standard...Kira assumes. She definitely doesn't understand why no zebras specifically. As long as there's no clause that says she signs away her soul, Kira signs the papers.
>>173586
If only he could be there forever...sadly, Silver does have things to do today. Still, he lingers there, unwilling to give up his griffon so soon.
If only he could be there forever...sadly, Silver does have things to do today. Still, he lingers there, unwilling to give up his griffon so soon.
>>173587
I like how “Absoluteky no Kirin” requires no explanation
How does Kira sign? What slides her signature look like? Where did she learn to read and write? Anyways…
The unicorn asks if the deer is supposed to be staying there as well, and when the question is answered in the affirmative, makes her sign something as well, and makes Kira write her name somewhere.
“You haven’t” the unicorn gives that toothy smile “seen the unit yet.”
>>173588
Just a few more minutes… surely the world will not catch on fire so quickly?
I like how “Absoluteky no Kirin” requires no explanation
How does Kira sign? What slides her signature look like? Where did she learn to read and write? Anyways…
The unicorn asks if the deer is supposed to be staying there as well, and when the question is answered in the affirmative, makes her sign something as well, and makes Kira write her name somewhere.
“You haven’t” the unicorn gives that toothy smile “seen the unit yet.”
>>173588
Just a few more minutes… surely the world will not catch on fire so quickly?
>>173589
Not for a few years, at least. Though it does make Silver wonder, what happened to his Jubee in that future?
Not for a few years, at least. Though it does make Silver wonder, what happened to his Jubee in that future?
>>173405
>>173451
>>173455
>>173474
>>173572
With no spells left, Posey keeps her weapons drawn as she matches. She grips her sword in her maw, and levitates her compound bow with her horn.
She draws her hood over her head to minimize sunlight exposure, her golden eyes glowing beneath the shadow of the hood.
>>173451
>>173455
>>173474
>>173572
With no spells left, Posey keeps her weapons drawn as she matches. She grips her sword in her maw, and levitates her compound bow with her horn.
She draws her hood over her head to minimize sunlight exposure, her golden eyes glowing beneath the shadow of the hood.
I guess not
>>173593
Kira does try to move around the mare, letting her pass before following her out of the door.
Kira does try to move around the mare, letting her pass before following her out of the door.
>>173593
He has to admit, the foals were exceptionally cute, but he would miss having his griffon goddess around. He manages to hold off breaking away from his Jubee cuddles for a few minutes before he kisses his griffu again.
"I really do have to get up..."
He has to admit, the foals were exceptionally cute, but he would miss having his griffon goddess around. He manages to hold off breaking away from his Jubee cuddles for a few minutes before he kisses his griffu again.
"I really do have to get up..."
"Stupid Sun...! I thought that bitch princess was captured or something, so why is there still day? The Coven was very disappointed by this development..."
I'm going to make an intelligence check to see what Posey knows about the day/night cycle, and why it continues in spite of recent developments concerning the princesses.
I think princess Celestia counts as a demigod, so I'll roll religion.
[1d20+9 = (1+9) = 10]
I'm going to make an intelligence check to see what Posey knows about the day/night cycle, and why it continues in spite of recent developments concerning the princesses.
I think princess Celestia counts as a demigod, so I'll roll religion.
[1d20+9 = (1+9) = 10]
>>173613
Well fuck. I know skills don't crit, but it looks like I'm still out of luck, unless it's somehow common knowledge that anyone would know.
Well fuck. I know skills don't crit, but it looks like I'm still out of luck, unless it's somehow common knowledge that anyone would know.
I guess not.
As an interested party and a friend of the scrunchiest flower this side of the Mississippi. I have a proposal for the game.
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1vHzWLmdeNMdwpV1ZZm7_odK8Se-M19KiiB6iZdOX0mg/pub
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1_QNvNjIMKGivuMWayMOsOaXd-w9nCsnvnfyxEb4dbno/pub#h.mp7gnwz1yhkj
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1CXF9Q2XUoq0Lzh0H8Zzk8gCq4GMkzB-pYTRxIfQGXH8/pub
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1cPmFbL75JMGQ4im7iH9ySCJYh7tGP3g8eo1xIW5R8KA/pub
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1h0SlmLGUjL6TgOGxxe8ww7yJPiZhfx5864v_6jwlYeg/pub
This is a system developed by /mlp/ for simplified board based pony ttrpg adventures. I think it has a few benefits over homebrew additions to DND, including but not limited to:
>providing more accurate stats and fluff for ponies and other races
>streamlining game play, allowing for clearer combat and more concise actions
>better balances martial and caster characters
>more variety for the many martial characters
>less complex system makes adding homebrew ideas slightly easier
Any thoughts?
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1vHzWLmdeNMdwpV1ZZm7_odK8Se-M19KiiB6iZdOX0mg/pub
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1_QNvNjIMKGivuMWayMOsOaXd-w9nCsnvnfyxEb4dbno/pub#h.mp7gnwz1yhkj
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1CXF9Q2XUoq0Lzh0H8Zzk8gCq4GMkzB-pYTRxIfQGXH8/pub
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1cPmFbL75JMGQ4im7iH9ySCJYh7tGP3g8eo1xIW5R8KA/pub
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1h0SlmLGUjL6TgOGxxe8ww7yJPiZhfx5864v_6jwlYeg/pub
This is a system developed by /mlp/ for simplified board based pony ttrpg adventures. I think it has a few benefits over homebrew additions to DND, including but not limited to:
>providing more accurate stats and fluff for ponies and other races
>streamlining game play, allowing for clearer combat and more concise actions
>better balances martial and caster characters
>more variety for the many martial characters
>less complex system makes adding homebrew ideas slightly easier
Any thoughts?
So, does Posey find those tanks?
>>173623
It would be kind of weird to change systems mid game, but not unprecedented.
I'm still lvl 3 anyway.
It would be kind of weird to change systems mid game, but not unprecedented.
I'm still lvl 3 anyway.
Does Posey need to roll anything else to find the tanks?
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Quest tomorrow?
Yay.
Also, I've been playing Posey for more than a year now.
Also, I've been playing Posey for more than a year now.
>>173503
>>173455
Posie finds a little trail, mostly likely used by wildlife, judging by the small, split-hooved tracks and the occasional, much bigger and deeper tracks that run along it. It takes her through a relatively thin undergrowth of moss and ferns that covers mud, peat, baren roots, and especially piles of lost brown leaves. Hanging above are innumerable, though not necessarily dense, hanging cypress and willow trees, whose big, drooping branches that vary from retaining most of their leaves to having none at all, appear along like green and brown dresses on so many giants in this humid, open-air ball. Posey occasionally passes little ponds, round in shape with muddy rims, occasionally filed with cut roots, and filled with muddy water and leaves. Elsewhere are mangled trees, sometimes cut in half.
Posey sees some definite signs that ponies have been this way. In one location, a rifle tuck into the ground with a steel helmet placed on top, in the clear sign of a grave marker. In another area, an abandoned tent. In another area, a broken branch with some cloth tied in a bow to it. In another, a set of roots that oddly has bandages wrapped around it.
These lands belong to the living - not to imply that death is out of place here. Posey knows these swamps to be variously inhabited by Chimeras, Hydras (bigger ones), lake and river serpents, Manticores, vicious and gigantic insects, occasional visits by the dragons from further south, and the occasional overflows of civilization. She can hear the sounds of so many birds chirping and singing their songs, the hooting of an owl, and many insects humming. She can see them fly about, and perch around. There are calls of unknown creatures further away, and the howls of what might be wolves. Posey only sees one terrestrial animal - a small cervid, presumably some kind of deer - which darts away when Posey nears it. It's the first animal to be afraid of Posey's presence, rather than indifferent or outright hostile. Even the plants are defiant and make known that this forest belongs to the living. A tree is not merely covered in leaves in the middle of winter, but is flowering with vibrant, big, blue flowers, dotted with orange spots.
The trail moves near water, bespeckled with so many cypress trees. Posey can tell that these areas are flooded only when the rain comes, based on what undergrowth peaks through. These are dotted by islands that break the little valleys of water. The end of a rifle stands up out of the water, as if propped up by some rock or root just beneath the water's surface. A tree stands out on one little island in a sort of clearing, away from most other trees. It's fairly small, a sapling, looks like it could be a few years old. It has two big branches that move out from the center, a few feet above the ground, though a third, shorter and thicker one is placed behind it, as if in three prongs, like upside down caltrops. The two larger branches stretch out forward and closer to Posey, towards the sky in a kind of Y shape. What is odd is that hanging around these two branches, and wrapped around the back of the tree, is a large, green, military bag that could not be more than some months exposed. The impossible position of the backpack is the clearest sign of magic thus far.
>>173455
Posie finds a little trail, mostly likely used by wildlife, judging by the small, split-hooved tracks and the occasional, much bigger and deeper tracks that run along it. It takes her through a relatively thin undergrowth of moss and ferns that covers mud, peat, baren roots, and especially piles of lost brown leaves. Hanging above are innumerable, though not necessarily dense, hanging cypress and willow trees, whose big, drooping branches that vary from retaining most of their leaves to having none at all, appear along like green and brown dresses on so many giants in this humid, open-air ball. Posey occasionally passes little ponds, round in shape with muddy rims, occasionally filed with cut roots, and filled with muddy water and leaves. Elsewhere are mangled trees, sometimes cut in half.
Posey sees some definite signs that ponies have been this way. In one location, a rifle tuck into the ground with a steel helmet placed on top, in the clear sign of a grave marker. In another area, an abandoned tent. In another area, a broken branch with some cloth tied in a bow to it. In another, a set of roots that oddly has bandages wrapped around it.
These lands belong to the living - not to imply that death is out of place here. Posey knows these swamps to be variously inhabited by Chimeras, Hydras (bigger ones), lake and river serpents, Manticores, vicious and gigantic insects, occasional visits by the dragons from further south, and the occasional overflows of civilization. She can hear the sounds of so many birds chirping and singing their songs, the hooting of an owl, and many insects humming. She can see them fly about, and perch around. There are calls of unknown creatures further away, and the howls of what might be wolves. Posey only sees one terrestrial animal - a small cervid, presumably some kind of deer - which darts away when Posey nears it. It's the first animal to be afraid of Posey's presence, rather than indifferent or outright hostile. Even the plants are defiant and make known that this forest belongs to the living. A tree is not merely covered in leaves in the middle of winter, but is flowering with vibrant, big, blue flowers, dotted with orange spots.
The trail moves near water, bespeckled with so many cypress trees. Posey can tell that these areas are flooded only when the rain comes, based on what undergrowth peaks through. These are dotted by islands that break the little valleys of water. The end of a rifle stands up out of the water, as if propped up by some rock or root just beneath the water's surface. A tree stands out on one little island in a sort of clearing, away from most other trees. It's fairly small, a sapling, looks like it could be a few years old. It has two big branches that move out from the center, a few feet above the ground, though a third, shorter and thicker one is placed behind it, as if in three prongs, like upside down caltrops. The two larger branches stretch out forward and closer to Posey, towards the sky in a kind of Y shape. What is odd is that hanging around these two branches, and wrapped around the back of the tree, is a large, green, military bag that could not be more than some months exposed. The impossible position of the backpack is the clearest sign of magic thus far.
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>>173646
>split-hooved tracks
I take it that we're not using the sapient deer from EaW? (Ngl, too many non-pony countries for comfort)
>a small cervid, presumably some kind of deer - which darts away when Posey nears it
Ah, that clears it up.
>these swamps to be variously inhabited by Chimeras, Hydras (bigger ones), lake and river serpents, Manticores, vicious and gigantic insects, occasional visits by the dragons from further south, and the occasional overflows of civilization.
Then it shall make for good hunting.
>Even the plants are defiant and make known that this forest belongs to the living.
And here I am, having just removed defiling magic from my sheet.
Posey glares at the defiant plants, trying to wilt them with her gaze, but alas, her horn is depleted of spells.
>In one location, a rifle tuck into the ground with a steel helmet placed on top, in the clear sign of a grave marker.
Posey resists the impulse to temper with the grave.
"Patient, Posey, you're on a mission here. Now is not the time for fun." She says to herself
>hanging around these two branches, and wrapped around the back of the tree, is a large, green, military bag that could not be more than some months exposed. The impossible position of the backpack is the clearest sign of magic thus far.
This catches Posey's interest, and she reaches out with the power of her horn to bring the sack towards her.
However, before she does this, she rolls Search to check for traps (if she rolls too low to detect a trap, assume she just grabs the bag)
[1d20+1 = (6+1) = 7] (penalty in sunlight)
>split-hooved tracks
I take it that we're not using the sapient deer from EaW? (Ngl, too many non-pony countries for comfort)
>a small cervid, presumably some kind of deer - which darts away when Posey nears it
Ah, that clears it up.
>these swamps to be variously inhabited by Chimeras, Hydras (bigger ones), lake and river serpents, Manticores, vicious and gigantic insects, occasional visits by the dragons from further south, and the occasional overflows of civilization.
Then it shall make for good hunting.
>Even the plants are defiant and make known that this forest belongs to the living.
And here I am, having just removed defiling magic from my sheet.
Posey glares at the defiant plants, trying to wilt them with her gaze, but alas, her horn is depleted of spells.
>In one location, a rifle tuck into the ground with a steel helmet placed on top, in the clear sign of a grave marker.
Posey resists the impulse to temper with the grave.
"Patient, Posey, you're on a mission here. Now is not the time for fun." She says to herself
>hanging around these two branches, and wrapped around the back of the tree, is a large, green, military bag that could not be more than some months exposed. The impossible position of the backpack is the clearest sign of magic thus far.
This catches Posey's interest, and she reaches out with the power of her horn to bring the sack towards her.
However, before she does this, she rolls Search to check for traps (if she rolls too low to detect a trap, assume she just grabs the bag)
[1d20+1 = (6+1) = 7] (penalty in sunlight)
>>173649
>deer
The pony show includes non-sapient deer, sapient, quadrupedal, brightly colored reindeer, non-sapient pigs, sapient anthro pigs, non-sapient cats, sapient anthro cats, non-sapient dogs, and sapient anthro dogs. It’s all very confusing.
There are sapient deer in the campaign. Kira even purchased one.
>wilting the trees
The tree with its blue flowers stands there, still defiant. The flowers are almost beautiful, even if the orange spots seem a bit odd. They almost seem to beckon for Posey to come, pick them up and smell them, and put one in her mane.
>grave
The ground beneath looks a bit too solid, too full of roots, to be the actual location of the grave. Posey knows by now the ponies take away their dead when they can. And if there were a body there, the forest has claimed it. Ants, the various predators, fungi… the forest does not give up its dead. Living matter is recycled and repurposed.
>the bag
Perhaps you don’t understand. The arm bands of the backpack are around the split branches of the tree, in such a way that removing the backpack from the tree is impossible. Putting it there in the first place is equally impossible - like the tree had grown through the backpack, it must have been either carefully sewn onto the tree, or its bands moved through solid matter. Posey would need to cut the arm (leg) bands, or just leave it there and go through the back.
To get to the island, the water is surprisingly shallow, though still thick with algae. There is a canteen on the edge of the island.
>deer
The pony show includes non-sapient deer, sapient, quadrupedal, brightly colored reindeer, non-sapient pigs, sapient anthro pigs, non-sapient cats, sapient anthro cats, non-sapient dogs, and sapient anthro dogs. It’s all very confusing.
There are sapient deer in the campaign. Kira even purchased one.
>wilting the trees
The tree with its blue flowers stands there, still defiant. The flowers are almost beautiful, even if the orange spots seem a bit odd. They almost seem to beckon for Posey to come, pick them up and smell them, and put one in her mane.
>grave
The ground beneath looks a bit too solid, too full of roots, to be the actual location of the grave. Posey knows by now the ponies take away their dead when they can. And if there were a body there, the forest has claimed it. Ants, the various predators, fungi… the forest does not give up its dead. Living matter is recycled and repurposed.
>the bag
Perhaps you don’t understand. The arm bands of the backpack are around the split branches of the tree, in such a way that removing the backpack from the tree is impossible. Putting it there in the first place is equally impossible - like the tree had grown through the backpack, it must have been either carefully sewn onto the tree, or its bands moved through solid matter. Posey would need to cut the arm (leg) bands, or just leave it there and go through the back.
To get to the island, the water is surprisingly shallow, though still thick with algae. There is a canteen on the edge of the island.
>>173650
>The flowers are almost beautiful, even if the orange spots seem a bit odd
Wait a minute, I've seen the show. I know these flowers. These are swamp fewer flowers. Metagaming, but we've all seen the show.
Well, I'm glad that disease doesn't affect me.
>They almost seem to beckon for Posey to come, pick them up and smell them, and put one in her mane. L
Posey does exactly that, appreciating the cruel aroma. She's a fan of flowers, especially the frightful variety.
"Blue, with orange spots...? How delightfully chaotic of a flower. The thralls of the coven would be jealous." she says, as she places one in her mane. She giggles at the pollen tickles her sensitive nose.
>The arm bands of the backpack are around the split branches of the tree, in such a way that removing the backpack from the tree is impossible.
... It's the flowers, isn't it? A pony turned into the tree while wearing the backpack.
I know this, let's see if Posey knows anything about it.
Arcana (trained)
[1d20+11 = (10+11) = 21]
Nature (untrained)
[1d20+3 = (7+3) = 10]
>Posey would need to cut the arm (leg) bands, or just leave it there and go through the back.
Not one to pass up looting the dead, Posey levitates her knife to cut the bag.
>To get to the island, the water is surprisingly shallow, though still thick with algae. There is a canteen on the edge of the island.
So long as it isn't running, Posey has no trouble crossing it, although she doesn't like getting her cost dirty.
>The flowers are almost beautiful, even if the orange spots seem a bit odd
Wait a minute, I've seen the show. I know these flowers. These are swamp fewer flowers. Metagaming, but we've all seen the show.
Well, I'm glad that disease doesn't affect me.
>They almost seem to beckon for Posey to come, pick them up and smell them, and put one in her mane. L
Posey does exactly that, appreciating the cruel aroma. She's a fan of flowers, especially the frightful variety.
"Blue, with orange spots...? How delightfully chaotic of a flower. The thralls of the coven would be jealous." she says, as she places one in her mane. She giggles at the pollen tickles her sensitive nose.
>The arm bands of the backpack are around the split branches of the tree, in such a way that removing the backpack from the tree is impossible.
... It's the flowers, isn't it? A pony turned into the tree while wearing the backpack.
I know this, let's see if Posey knows anything about it.
Arcana (trained)
[1d20+11 = (10+11) = 21]
Nature (untrained)
[1d20+3 = (7+3) = 10]
>Posey would need to cut the arm (leg) bands, or just leave it there and go through the back.
Not one to pass up looting the dead, Posey levitates her knife to cut the bag.
>To get to the island, the water is surprisingly shallow, though still thick with algae. There is a canteen on the edge of the island.
So long as it isn't running, Posey has no trouble crossing it, although she doesn't like getting her cost dirty.
>>173651
>plants can’t appropriate and crawl across dead matter
>this horrifying magical entity is definitely either a virus or a plant and behaves in every other way the way that plants and viruses do our world, rather than being magical or behaving like a fungus, which can absolutely eat dead matter and is extremely hard to kill
https://youtu.be/oHC1230OpOg?si=5FnwwibTySqiXVn_
>knowledge check
Posey knows that it’s abnormal, and very dangerous
Inside the bag are the remnants of a medical kit, another empty canteen, a wrench, a map, and a lighter.
>plants can’t appropriate and crawl across dead matter
>this horrifying magical entity is definitely either a virus or a plant and behaves in every other way the way that plants and viruses do our world, rather than being magical or behaving like a fungus, which can absolutely eat dead matter and is extremely hard to kill
https://youtu.be/oHC1230OpOg?si=5FnwwibTySqiXVn_
>knowledge check
Posey knows that it’s abnormal, and very dangerous
Inside the bag are the remnants of a medical kit, another empty canteen, a wrench, a map, and a lighter.
>>173651
>Arcana
The tree definitely grew through the bag, which means the tree is actually much younger than it appears. The tree has a greatly higher life-signature (life magic) than normal for a plant.
>Arcana
The tree definitely grew through the bag, which means the tree is actually much younger than it appears. The tree has a greatly higher life-signature (life magic) than normal for a plant.
>>173653
>It might kill me anyway
Well, I'll just have to wait and find out what it does then.
>Posey knows that it’s abnormal, and very dangerous
"Well, it's definitely not a rose... I think I like it though." Posey says (her experience with flowers comes mostly from imported bouquets)
"I wonder if Gloomy would like it...?"
>Inside the bag are the remnants of a medical kit, another empty canteen, a wrench, a map, and a lighter.
"No war wands, no scrolls, no summoning talismans, no wonder these scrubs died." Posey remarks
>The tree definitely grew through the bag, which means the tree is actually much younger than it appears. The tree has a greatly higher life-signature (life magic) than normal for a plant.
This makes Posey suspicious, thinking that there might be a mage ahoof.
She stops talking to herself and treads carefully.
She levitates the bag back to the tree, to make it look as if it fell from it.
She then proceeds to the islands, treading cautiously.
>It might kill me anyway
Well, I'll just have to wait and find out what it does then.
>Posey knows that it’s abnormal, and very dangerous
"Well, it's definitely not a rose... I think I like it though." Posey says (her experience with flowers comes mostly from imported bouquets)
"I wonder if Gloomy would like it...?"
>Inside the bag are the remnants of a medical kit, another empty canteen, a wrench, a map, and a lighter.
"No war wands, no scrolls, no summoning talismans, no wonder these scrubs died." Posey remarks
>The tree definitely grew through the bag, which means the tree is actually much younger than it appears. The tree has a greatly higher life-signature (life magic) than normal for a plant.
This makes Posey suspicious, thinking that there might be a mage ahoof.
She stops talking to herself and treads carefully.
She levitates the bag back to the tree, to make it look as if it fell from it.
She then proceeds to the islands, treading cautiously.
>>173653
I’m going to add “trench shovel” to the backpack, which was actually tied to it and has since fallen off next to the tree.
I’m going to add “trench shovel” to the backpack, which was actually tied to it and has since fallen off next to the tree.
>>173656
Posey takes the shovel, as she might actually need that for her quest.
She proceeds to the island, looking for signs of tanks.
Posey takes the shovel, as she might actually need that for her quest.
She proceeds to the island, looking for signs of tanks.
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>>173658
>To get to the island, the water is surprisingly shallow, though still thick with algae. There is a canteen on the edge of the island.
Posey goes to the island and searches the area. She looks around to check if any tanks are visible from the island. She searches for any damaged trees or other signs of machinery or warfare. She picks up the canteen and shakes it for secret gold coin stashes, but also to follow the trail of artificial objects in order to find the greater battlefield.
If she sees nothing of note, she moves on in her search for tanks.
She almost monologues, but remembers that she's on alert for hostile mages. She silently reminisces her days savaging corpses and magic items from the Arcturian front (menial labor for the lowest-ranking, expendable thralls and ghouls), and thinks of how long and hard she's worked for the privilege of being stationed abroad in Equestria, as well as the price of failure...
Are any rolls necessary?
>To get to the island, the water is surprisingly shallow, though still thick with algae. There is a canteen on the edge of the island.
Posey goes to the island and searches the area. She looks around to check if any tanks are visible from the island. She searches for any damaged trees or other signs of machinery or warfare. She picks up the canteen and shakes it for secret gold coin stashes, but also to follow the trail of artificial objects in order to find the greater battlefield.
If she sees nothing of note, she moves on in her search for tanks.
She almost monologues, but remembers that she's on alert for hostile mages. She silently reminisces her days savaging corpses and magic items from the Arcturian front (menial labor for the lowest-ranking, expendable thralls and ghouls), and thinks of how long and hard she's worked for the privilege of being stationed abroad in Equestria, as well as the price of failure...
Are any rolls necessary?
Is GM still here for the night?
I might go to bed soon, if we're done here.
"The water is not too deep here. Surely a pack of drowners won't spring up from hidden sinkholes to ambush me..."
>>173606
She accepted the kiss gratefully, but when Silver tells her that he has to get up her purple eyes go big, and she makes a pouty face.
“Are you so sure?” She asks, still lying on her back.
She accepted the kiss gratefully, but when Silver tells her that he has to get up her purple eyes go big, and she makes a pouty face.
“Are you so sure?” She asks, still lying on her back.
>>173665
"Unfortunately yes. D'awwwww. You make it very much hard to say no to that face." He holds her claw with his hoof. "Makes me wish I had clone of myself you could spend time with, while I did things that were necessary to do. For instance, we have three colts that need sleeping arrangements settled, and breakfast is not going to make itself."
"Unfortunately yes. D'awwwww. You make it very much hard to say no to that face." He holds her claw with his hoof. "Makes me wish I had clone of myself you could spend time with, while I did things that were necessary to do. For instance, we have three colts that need sleeping arrangements settled, and breakfast is not going to make itself."
>>173667
She keeps up the pouty face for a moment, but then stops.
“Alright. Just-“ she smiles softly “come back to me, will you?”
She keeps up the pouty face for a moment, but then stops.
“Alright. Just-“ she smiles softly “come back to me, will you?”
Does Posey need to make any other rolls or checks to find the tanks?
>>173671
>Yes
What to roll?
>Does she take anything else?
She takes the map, the wrench, and the lighter (if it's still good).
She also takes two flowers, that she fixes to her mane.
>>173669
https://www.dandwiki.com/wiki/SRD:Conjuration_School
>Yes
What to roll?
>Does she take anything else?
She takes the map, the wrench, and the lighter (if it's still good).
She also takes two flowers, that she fixes to her mane.
>>173669
https://www.dandwiki.com/wiki/SRD:Conjuration_School
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>>173613
>Nat 1 on a knowledge check
Posey’s favored theory is that the planet is actually round, rotating, and revolving around another celestial body. The princesses have no involvement and are fakes. Any appearance to the contrary is at best, mass illusion magic
>Nat 1 on a knowledge check
Posey’s favored theory is that the planet is actually round, rotating, and revolving around another celestial body. The princesses have no involvement and are fakes. Any appearance to the contrary is at best, mass illusion magic
"At least there's no lacedons or bog mummies in this swamp. Wouldn't want to run into those..."
>>173459
If Amber is being completely honest with herself, she never liked Diazela. The spoiled brat was paranoid, sometimes irrational, and prone to manic episodes. Her cousin here appears smarter, more diligent, more well read, more generally in control of himself, and most importantly of all, 15 years older - and yet he possesses many of the same undesirable tendencies.
Amber knows through many years of special insights that the prejudices the intuitions of the mind impose onto our perception of reality - rationality, non-contradiction, three dimensional space, morality, time, separation of consciousness - are not reflective of the thing in itself. She knows that the condition of the mind dismissed by the superstitious as "schizophrenia" is not a failure to comprehend reality - far from it - but merely a failure to conform to socially imposed misunderstandings. And yet for all of that, Amber will surely forgive herself if the Grandmaster's... shall we call them 'eccentricities'? - are more dangerous than she cares for.
Still, there is no doubt that the Grandmaster is a Griffin of taste and erudition. He too, is a fellow esotericist, even if he is less versed than Amber, especially Helder, or even Erich. His malign smile conveys that he is pleased with what Amber has shown him, but he knows she is holding back. And if he is a dangerous an paranoid griffin, well, all the more reason to please him.
If Amber is being completely honest with herself, she never liked Diazela. The spoiled brat was paranoid, sometimes irrational, and prone to manic episodes. Her cousin here appears smarter, more diligent, more well read, more generally in control of himself, and most importantly of all, 15 years older - and yet he possesses many of the same undesirable tendencies.
Amber knows through many years of special insights that the prejudices the intuitions of the mind impose onto our perception of reality - rationality, non-contradiction, three dimensional space, morality, time, separation of consciousness - are not reflective of the thing in itself. She knows that the condition of the mind dismissed by the superstitious as "schizophrenia" is not a failure to comprehend reality - far from it - but merely a failure to conform to socially imposed misunderstandings. And yet for all of that, Amber will surely forgive herself if the Grandmaster's... shall we call them 'eccentricities'? - are more dangerous than she cares for.
Still, there is no doubt that the Grandmaster is a Griffin of taste and erudition. He too, is a fellow esotericist, even if he is less versed than Amber, especially Helder, or even Erich. His malign smile conveys that he is pleased with what Amber has shown him, but he knows she is holding back. And if he is a dangerous an paranoid griffin, well, all the more reason to please him.
>>173605
The mare moves out first, followed by Kira and Neela. She looks back with that toothy smile, and asks the creatures to follow her. They move several blocks past multiple street crossings, and notably only some streets are major through traffic streets, while some are lower traffic. Eventually they come to the unit. It's on the very edge of a block, with the right side of the unit next to another unit, but the left side simply forming the corner, bordering a major north-south running road, and the whole block is only a few blocks north of the river. Kira could probably discern that this unit is at the very edge of the area owned by this company, and at the edge of an area served by a school. It's less than a mile from the area of lower density across the river.
The unit itself is has a small space to park a vehicle, a little path leading up the house, two stories with two windows on the second floor, a big window on the first floor on the left with space for potted plants, and a door on the right. There is a stairway leading up the to door, and a small window by the ground which presumably serves a basement. There are windows on the side of the building, and the unit as a whole is covered with a dark brown brick facade. Kira can also see that behind the unit is a small area of yard or garden that is fenced off with wood, and a small path separates this unit from its mirror on the north side of the block.
The mare moves out first, followed by Kira and Neela. She looks back with that toothy smile, and asks the creatures to follow her. They move several blocks past multiple street crossings, and notably only some streets are major through traffic streets, while some are lower traffic. Eventually they come to the unit. It's on the very edge of a block, with the right side of the unit next to another unit, but the left side simply forming the corner, bordering a major north-south running road, and the whole block is only a few blocks north of the river. Kira could probably discern that this unit is at the very edge of the area owned by this company, and at the edge of an area served by a school. It's less than a mile from the area of lower density across the river.
The unit itself is has a small space to park a vehicle, a little path leading up the house, two stories with two windows on the second floor, a big window on the first floor on the left with space for potted plants, and a door on the right. There is a stairway leading up the to door, and a small window by the ground which presumably serves a basement. There are windows on the side of the building, and the unit as a whole is covered with a dark brown brick facade. Kira can also see that behind the unit is a small area of yard or garden that is fenced off with wood, and a small path separates this unit from its mirror on the north side of the block.
>>173668
Silver smiles back, replying, "I could not do anything else." He gives her one more quick kiss before getting up and heading out of the room. First things first is a quick shower, Silver's not sure the other members of the household would appreciate him smelling so strongly of sex. Once that's done he cracks open the door to Khoi's room and peaks his head in to see how she's doing.
Silver smiles back, replying, "I could not do anything else." He gives her one more quick kiss before getting up and heading out of the room. First things first is a quick shower, Silver's not sure the other members of the household would appreciate him smelling so strongly of sex. Once that's done he cracks open the door to Khoi's room and peaks his head in to see how she's doing.
>>173685
"Wooooooow! It's certainly different from the huts in my village! Does the inside look as good as the outside?"
"Wooooooow! It's certainly different from the huts in my village! Does the inside look as good as the outside?"
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>>173692
I'm going to assume Posey doesn't find anything on the map, unless the DC was an easy 5 to notice the X that marks the spot and/or something else obvious like a marker for the battlefield.
Posey rolls up the map to inspect again later, since having a map of the area in any circumstance is useful, since Posey is unfamiliar with the geography.
(Internal monologue)
"Tanks... Now that I think of it, I'm not sure what they really look like. I think it was supposed to look something like Mason's combustion carriage, with an oversized musket mounted on it, only armor plated. I don't know what use the Society of Bones would have for such a weapon, unless they're doubling down on the skeleton siege engineers. Perhaps it's a toy for the Coven's thralls; they do handle a lot of the techy stuff these days, with all their fancy metal gadgets and gizmos. Or maybe, perhaps they wanted better vessels for haunt-shifting? A haunted armored vehicle would certainly be a formidable asset if it carries sufficient artillery or transports minions... Yes, yes, that would be a viable substitute if dragon cadavers are in short supply. I wonder if they're cheaper than golems though." Posey thinks to herself, trying to oversell the strategic importance of her actions
I'm going to assume Posey doesn't find anything on the map, unless the DC was an easy 5 to notice the X that marks the spot and/or something else obvious like a marker for the battlefield.
Posey rolls up the map to inspect again later, since having a map of the area in any circumstance is useful, since Posey is unfamiliar with the geography.
(Internal monologue)
"Tanks... Now that I think of it, I'm not sure what they really look like. I think it was supposed to look something like Mason's combustion carriage, with an oversized musket mounted on it, only armor plated. I don't know what use the Society of Bones would have for such a weapon, unless they're doubling down on the skeleton siege engineers. Perhaps it's a toy for the Coven's thralls; they do handle a lot of the techy stuff these days, with all their fancy metal gadgets and gizmos. Or maybe, perhaps they wanted better vessels for haunt-shifting? A haunted armored vehicle would certainly be a formidable asset if it carries sufficient artillery or transports minions... Yes, yes, that would be a viable substitute if dragon cadavers are in short supply. I wonder if they're cheaper than golems though." Posey thinks to herself, trying to oversell the strategic importance of her actions
>>173688
As Kira slithers along, the mare looks back at her frequently. She doesn’t seem to trust Kira to cross a street correctly, giving her instructions to “wait” or “go quickly.” She calls out to a frightened (seemingly frightened) mare and foal who was further down the sidewalk, saying it was “okay.” When the three get to the unit, the mare unlocks the door and goes through first, but has no intention of standing in the way of Kira. Concrete steps lead up to the door, which is opened with a traditional key. There’s a tiny space for gardening in front of the main bay window.
Going inside, Kira can see the layout of the unit. The floor is wooden. In front of Kira, and dominating the right side of the unit, is a wooden stairway going up. To the left is what must be intended to be a living room, with bay windows, and ending in a wall covered in pinkish wallpaper with yellow stripes. The left wall also has a couple smaller windows, and the bay window in the front gives a little extra space. In the wall to the right is a doorway - though it should be known that there is another door, underneath and behind the staircase. Going through the door that is along the far wall, on the other side is a kitchen with a linoleum floor, counters with cabinets above on the wall adjacent to the living room, a window with a sink below, as well as a row counter along the left wall with a stove and oven next to the sink, and then a counter that separates the kitchen from the final room. This final room is open with the kitchen and is like the living room but smaller, presumably a dining room. Behind this is a door that leads outside the a small enclosed area with a small concrete patio, a little rock path leading to a door, and to either side some grass and dirt that can be used as green space or for gardening. Next to the dining room on the right wall is a white door leading into a bathroom, which is small and only has a toilet and sink. Next to the kitchen on the same wall is a small room intended as a pantry.
Going up the stairs, the hall leads left to a door to a large room with big windows in the back. This must be the master bedroom. The floors on the upper level are carpet. This room has a closet, and opens to a bathroom with a bathtub, shower, sink and toilet, and which opens to the hallway, the bedroom, but also to a bedroom on the side bearer the street, which is a second, smaller bedroom with a small closet, and windows on the side and the street side. Of course the doors in the bathroom lock.
Going back downstairs, through that little door in the living room that goes under the stairs, there is more stairs going down. This leads into a little room that has a wooden floor and some natural sunlight from a pair of windows at street level. This room is maybe the size of the living room. Behind this is a wall with a door, and going through this, is a more traditional , small basement space with a water heater, a heating stove, and a washer and dryer.
>>173693
It was never a tank…
As Kira slithers along, the mare looks back at her frequently. She doesn’t seem to trust Kira to cross a street correctly, giving her instructions to “wait” or “go quickly.” She calls out to a frightened (seemingly frightened) mare and foal who was further down the sidewalk, saying it was “okay.” When the three get to the unit, the mare unlocks the door and goes through first, but has no intention of standing in the way of Kira. Concrete steps lead up to the door, which is opened with a traditional key. There’s a tiny space for gardening in front of the main bay window.
Going inside, Kira can see the layout of the unit. The floor is wooden. In front of Kira, and dominating the right side of the unit, is a wooden stairway going up. To the left is what must be intended to be a living room, with bay windows, and ending in a wall covered in pinkish wallpaper with yellow stripes. The left wall also has a couple smaller windows, and the bay window in the front gives a little extra space. In the wall to the right is a doorway - though it should be known that there is another door, underneath and behind the staircase. Going through the door that is along the far wall, on the other side is a kitchen with a linoleum floor, counters with cabinets above on the wall adjacent to the living room, a window with a sink below, as well as a row counter along the left wall with a stove and oven next to the sink, and then a counter that separates the kitchen from the final room. This final room is open with the kitchen and is like the living room but smaller, presumably a dining room. Behind this is a door that leads outside the a small enclosed area with a small concrete patio, a little rock path leading to a door, and to either side some grass and dirt that can be used as green space or for gardening. Next to the dining room on the right wall is a white door leading into a bathroom, which is small and only has a toilet and sink. Next to the kitchen on the same wall is a small room intended as a pantry.
Going up the stairs, the hall leads left to a door to a large room with big windows in the back. This must be the master bedroom. The floors on the upper level are carpet. This room has a closet, and opens to a bathroom with a bathtub, shower, sink and toilet, and which opens to the hallway, the bedroom, but also to a bedroom on the side bearer the street, which is a second, smaller bedroom with a small closet, and windows on the side and the street side. Of course the doors in the bathroom lock.
Going back downstairs, through that little door in the living room that goes under the stairs, there is more stairs going down. This leads into a little room that has a wooden floor and some natural sunlight from a pair of windows at street level. This room is maybe the size of the living room. Behind this is a wall with a door, and going through this, is a more traditional , small basement space with a water heater, a heating stove, and a washer and dryer.
>>173693
It was never a tank…
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>>173694
>It was never a tank
I might actually be retarded...
Let me backread
>It's a metal tube used on a towed artillery piece.
>a dual action shock absorber from a New Mareland 25 pounder
Idk where tanks entered my head...
>It was never a tank
I might actually be retarded...
Let me backread
>It's a metal tube used on a towed artillery piece.
>a dual action shock absorber from a New Mareland 25 pounder
Idk where tanks entered my head...
>>173694
The wide eyed Kira makes it quickly obvious that this is the first time she'd been inside such a modern dwelling. She "ooo"s and "ahhh"s at nearly everything she sees. The toilets are especially interesting to her, and she has to be pulled away from the first one she sees as she can't help but flush it over and over again. In the master bedroom, she coils up in the middle of the carpeted floor, wriggling her body to get comfy before exclaiming, "Oh yeah, this will work." She still goes down into the basement, to say that she's checked out the whole house.
Spot: During their tour of the townhome, Kira covertly checks for signs of preexisting damage that she'll need to make a note of, if she doesn't want it to count against her deposit.
[1d20+8 = (17+8) = 25]
The wide eyed Kira makes it quickly obvious that this is the first time she'd been inside such a modern dwelling. She "ooo"s and "ahhh"s at nearly everything she sees. The toilets are especially interesting to her, and she has to be pulled away from the first one she sees as she can't help but flush it over and over again. In the master bedroom, she coils up in the middle of the carpeted floor, wriggling her body to get comfy before exclaiming, "Oh yeah, this will work." She still goes down into the basement, to say that she's checked out the whole house.
Spot: During their tour of the townhome, Kira covertly checks for signs of preexisting damage that she'll need to make a note of, if she doesn't want it to count against her deposit.
[1d20+8 = (17+8) = 25]
>>173698
>>173699
If you're wanting Posey to be simultaneously attacked by land, air, and sea, that will likely have to wait until I have more time consistently at my laptop.
However, Posey can discern the following:
She seems to have made the right choice in moving to the islands. There are more of the round little pools, and more trees that have been twisted, mangled, and entirely split in two. The land becomes drier and firmer if she moves to her left, which is to say, the same direction she was going before she crossed the water. The map shows lines of movement as well as higher areas, and also a couple marked locations and paths. However, unfortunately it doesn't portray the inundated areas. Posey can quickly discern that which areas are flooded and which are not varies with the rain - just wait a week of no rainfall, and much of what is currently under water will not be.
>>173696
The toilet downstairs is a little small, and Kira is told explicitly that the toilets in the house are not designed for her massive size, and may break if she puts too much of her weight on it - not that she could fit entirely on top of a toilet anyways. The one upstairs is larger and has better flow. However, both take a little time to refill the upper bowl, and annoyingly the one downstairs sometimes requires a jiggle of the handle to get it to fill properly. Kira is told that the bathtub most likely will not fit her entire body, although she's not sure. Kira is warned to not block drainage on the bathtub and shower, lest it spill over and flood. The carpets upstairs are definitely refreshing after so much concrete and wood. The concrete outside is much less pleasant to slither over than grass, and the stairs, while no impediment to Kira, are not made for her. But the carpet? She can get used to it. The basement has the decided advantage of being mostly underground, and is likely closest to a snake den of any pony-made location she's been in thus far.
While examining the walls and floors, Kira comes to a conclusion - this house has been at least renovated, and very likely entirely rebuilt. She can see from the adjacent homes and the brick outside that at least the base of the house is decades old, but everything inside above the basement is fresh. Fresh paint, fresh carpet... She is likely the first tenant to slither these floors. Well, obviously she is the first to slither them, but no one else has walked them. With all of that said, there seems to be a leak or sign of water damage in the basement in the back portion, and potentially some issue with the water heater.
>>173699
If you're wanting Posey to be simultaneously attacked by land, air, and sea, that will likely have to wait until I have more time consistently at my laptop.
However, Posey can discern the following:
She seems to have made the right choice in moving to the islands. There are more of the round little pools, and more trees that have been twisted, mangled, and entirely split in two. The land becomes drier and firmer if she moves to her left, which is to say, the same direction she was going before she crossed the water. The map shows lines of movement as well as higher areas, and also a couple marked locations and paths. However, unfortunately it doesn't portray the inundated areas. Posey can quickly discern that which areas are flooded and which are not varies with the rain - just wait a week of no rainfall, and much of what is currently under water will not be.
>>173696
The toilet downstairs is a little small, and Kira is told explicitly that the toilets in the house are not designed for her massive size, and may break if she puts too much of her weight on it - not that she could fit entirely on top of a toilet anyways. The one upstairs is larger and has better flow. However, both take a little time to refill the upper bowl, and annoyingly the one downstairs sometimes requires a jiggle of the handle to get it to fill properly. Kira is told that the bathtub most likely will not fit her entire body, although she's not sure. Kira is warned to not block drainage on the bathtub and shower, lest it spill over and flood. The carpets upstairs are definitely refreshing after so much concrete and wood. The concrete outside is much less pleasant to slither over than grass, and the stairs, while no impediment to Kira, are not made for her. But the carpet? She can get used to it. The basement has the decided advantage of being mostly underground, and is likely closest to a snake den of any pony-made location she's been in thus far.
While examining the walls and floors, Kira comes to a conclusion - this house has been at least renovated, and very likely entirely rebuilt. She can see from the adjacent homes and the brick outside that at least the base of the house is decades old, but everything inside above the basement is fresh. Fresh paint, fresh carpet... She is likely the first tenant to slither these floors. Well, obviously she is the first to slither them, but no one else has walked them. With all of that said, there seems to be a leak or sign of water damage in the basement in the back portion, and potentially some issue with the water heater.
>>173700
>Posey can quickly discern that which areas are flooded and which are not varies with the rain - just wait a week of no rainfall, and much of what is currently under water will not be.
It might be smarter to come back then, perhaps...
I wonder what precipitation plans the local pegasi have for next week. I guess Posey could check their bulletin.
>Posey can quickly discern that which areas are flooded and which are not varies with the rain - just wait a week of no rainfall, and much of what is currently under water will not be.
It might be smarter to come back then, perhaps...
I wonder what precipitation plans the local pegasi have for next week. I guess Posey could check their bulletin.
>>173700
The basement *is* rather den like, but if the basement floor is concrete like outside then it would be rather uncomfortable to live in and sleep on. The dens she's familiar with have dirt floors with nice soft rugs of fur or cloth to sleep on, so maybe if the basement were to have a covering of dirt...ah, but that would be a lot of work, and the carpet in the bedroom is already a fine place to sleep. She points out the issue with the water heater to the mare, as it could lead to greater problems down the line, and to make sure they know that it's not because of her or Neela.
The basement *is* rather den like, but if the basement floor is concrete like outside then it would be rather uncomfortable to live in and sleep on. The dens she's familiar with have dirt floors with nice soft rugs of fur or cloth to sleep on, so maybe if the basement were to have a covering of dirt...ah, but that would be a lot of work, and the carpet in the bedroom is already a fine place to sleep. She points out the issue with the water heater to the mare, as it could lead to greater problems down the line, and to make sure they know that it's not because of her or Neela.
>>173702
The mare takes notes about the water heater. The basement floor is wooden, actually, like the dinning room and living room above. The mare notes that a rug can be placed over the floor to make it more comfortable.
>>173701
Posey can gather that the devices these canisters are attached to are very large and will stick through all but a true lake or river.
The mare takes notes about the water heater. The basement floor is wooden, actually, like the dinning room and living room above. The mare notes that a rug can be placed over the floor to make it more comfortable.
>>173701
Posey can gather that the devices these canisters are attached to are very large and will stick through all but a true lake or river.
>>173703
Hmm, perhaps. Again, seems like more work than it's work if there's a nice carpeted bedroom upstairs, but she'll keep that option in mind. Kira looks to Neela.
"So, what do you think?"
Hmm, perhaps. Again, seems like more work than it's work if there's a nice carpeted bedroom upstairs, but she'll keep that option in mind. Kira looks to Neela.
"So, what do you think?"
>>173704
Neela looks around
“It’s big… very big. And so new. Not much furniture though. Can you really afford this?”
Neela looks around
“It’s big… very big. And so new. Not much furniture though. Can you really afford this?”
>>173703
>the devices these canisters are attached to are very large and will stick through all but a true lake or river.
Then she'll continue her search now.
>the devices these canisters are attached to are very large and will stick through all but a true lake or river.
Then she'll continue her search now.
>>173705
Kira nods vigorously, and she flicks her tongue.
"Definitely, it's just a matter of if you want it."
Kira nods vigorously, and she flicks her tongue.
"Definitely, it's just a matter of if you want it."
>>173707
She tells the mare they want to speak in private, and then moves to an area where they can speak together.
Sense motive on the Nagini
“What is your plan living here? Us together for a while? How long do you intend for me to be here?”
[1d20+6 = (12+6) = 18]
She tells the mare they want to speak in private, and then moves to an area where they can speak together.
Sense motive on the Nagini
“What is your plan living here? Us together for a while? How long do you intend for me to be here?”
[1d20+6 = (12+6) = 18]
>>173708
Kira flicks her tongue again.
"My plan? It's just to make sure you're happy and comfortable for as long you want to stay here with me.
Like it or not, you're stuck with me, and even if the alternatives weren't very pleasant at all, I'd still like to make this a pleasant experience for you. That is why you chose to be with me, right?"
Kira speaks the true true, for what it's worth.
Kira flicks her tongue again.
"My plan? It's just to make sure you're happy and comfortable for as long you want to stay here with me.
Like it or not, you're stuck with me, and even if the alternatives weren't very pleasant at all, I'd still like to make this a pleasant experience for you. That is why you chose to be with me, right?"
Kira speaks the true true, for what it's worth.
>>173700
>There are more of the round little pools, and more trees that have been twisted, mangled, and entirely split in two.
If this was from artillery, the damaged trees should form a line, possibly leading to the point from which the rounds were fired.
Posey follows the line of damaged trees, following in the direction of the higher/highest ground, since she assumes that artillerists would have preferred to fire from such a location (presumably both for height advantage and to avoid the water compromising their equipment).
>There are more of the round little pools, and more trees that have been twisted, mangled, and entirely split in two.
If this was from artillery, the damaged trees should form a line, possibly leading to the point from which the rounds were fired.
Posey follows the line of damaged trees, following in the direction of the higher/highest ground, since she assumes that artillerists would have preferred to fire from such a location (presumably both for height advantage and to avoid the water compromising their equipment).
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>>173712
It's certainly not very often Kira is faced with the dreaded "deer stare". She blinks, and flicks her tongue again.
"Alright as in 'you accept the answer'? You want the townhouse? What do you mean?"
It's certainly not very often Kira is faced with the dreaded "deer stare". She blinks, and flicks her tongue again.
"Alright as in 'you accept the answer'? You want the townhouse? What do you mean?"
>>173713
“Yes.” She answers, momentarily looking up to Kira, then away. “It’s a very nice place.” It’s difficult to shake the feeling that Neela is just a variation of the antelope Kira would hunt back home.
“Yes.” She answers, momentarily looking up to Kira, then away. “It’s a very nice place.” It’s difficult to shake the feeling that Neela is just a variation of the antelope Kira would hunt back home.
>>173714
It's okay, Kira, chase away the tasty thoughts. Neela is a friend, not food...delicious, delicious food...
stomach rumbles
Kira blushes, and also looks away, hoping that it will help with the tummy rumblies.
"Okay, let's go back to the mare and get this deal finalized. Then we can see about getting us food and furniture."
It's okay, Kira, chase away the tasty thoughts. Neela is a friend, not food...delicious, delicious food...
stomach rumbles
Kira blushes, and also looks away, hoping that it will help with the tummy rumblies.
"Okay, let's go back to the mare and get this deal finalized. Then we can see about getting us food and furniture."
>>173715
Not looking at Neela certainly helps, as she has the unfortunate quality of being food-shaped, rather than friend-shaped.
“Yes” Neela says. “This is a much better area. Far away from where police and customs pry.
Not looking at Neela certainly helps, as she has the unfortunate quality of being food-shaped, rather than friend-shaped.
“Yes” Neela says. “This is a much better area. Far away from where police and customs pry.
>>173718
“Excellent!” The mare jumps up in place, landing with her hooves slightly spread apart.
“Just one more document to sign… also another 100 bits for the washing machine rental, an upfront payment on utilities, and the city tax… actually there is going to be taxes later, but that’s what’s required at the time of purchase….”
“Excellent!” The mare jumps up in place, landing with her hooves slightly spread apart.
“Just one more document to sign… also another 100 bits for the washing machine rental, an upfront payment on utilities, and the city tax… actually there is going to be taxes later, but that’s what’s required at the time of purchase….”
>>173720
“1100 bits in total.” She answers.
Neela moves to where she must think she’s not seen.. then closes her eyes, flips her ears back, goes “hehehehe” and prances along the floor, jumping up and down in springing step that are not so loud on the carpet floor, and turning when she nears the wall. It would be more pleasant to watch if it weren’t unnervingly similar to a slower version of the gait of a springbok antelope.
“1100 bits in total.” She answers.
Neela moves to where she must think she’s not seen.. then closes her eyes, flips her ears back, goes “hehehehe” and prances along the floor, jumping up and down in springing step that are not so loud on the carpet floor, and turning when she nears the wall. It would be more pleasant to watch if it weren’t unnervingly similar to a slower version of the gait of a springbok antelope.
>>173722
Even through her hunger, Kira can appreciate how happy Neela is. She has no concerns about spending this kind of money if this is the result.
"Alright, let's finish this up!"
Even through her hunger, Kira can appreciate how happy Neela is. She has no concerns about spending this kind of money if this is the result.
"Alright, let's finish this up!"
>>173723
Neela prances around, coming to a stop next to Kira, hopping all at once into place with all four of her legs. She smiles, and wags her tail.
The mare says, “Okay… sign this. 100 bits and… it’s yours!”
Neela prances around, coming to a stop next to Kira, hopping all at once into place with all four of her legs. She smiles, and wags her tail.
The mare says, “Okay… sign this. 100 bits and… it’s yours!”
>>173724
Kira signs the document, hoofs over another 100 Bits, and...hopefully, it's hers! And Neela's too. Now all Kira needs is the key.
Kira signs the document, hoofs over another 100 Bits, and...hopefully, it's hers! And Neela's too. Now all Kira needs is the key.
>>173725
With blue telekinesis magic, the mare hoofs over the key.
"We can make a second copy, if needed. You know where the office is. Rent period is through the 26th, and is due on that day." She looks into Kira's eyes with her own round, blue eyes. "Enjoy your time in Baltimare!"
With blue telekinesis magic, the mare hoofs over the key.
"We can make a second copy, if needed. You know where the office is. Rent period is through the 26th, and is due on that day." She looks into Kira's eyes with her own round, blue eyes. "Enjoy your time in Baltimare!"
>>173726
"Thank you very much!" she replies with a bright smile as she takes the key. She gets another chance to ponder on how similar pony eyes are to lamia eyes. "A second copy would be appreciated, yes. After all, two residents within the same household and all that."
"Thank you very much!" she replies with a bright smile as she takes the key. She gets another chance to ponder on how similar pony eyes are to lamia eyes. "A second copy would be appreciated, yes. After all, two residents within the same household and all that."
>>173727
She has round pupils, more like a prey animal than a lamia, although she’s otherwise fairly similar.
“We’ll make one, and you can pick it up in the office. But for the moment, there is only one key.” She says. If there is no other business, the mare leaves, and Kira is left alone with Neela
She has round pupils, more like a prey animal than a lamia, although she’s otherwise fairly similar.
“We’ll make one, and you can pick it up in the office. But for the moment, there is only one key.” She says. If there is no other business, the mare leaves, and Kira is left alone with Neela
>>173728
Definitely a friend-shaped creature if she's ever seen one. As there's no other business to attend to, she lets the friend-shaped mare leave. She looks to Neela, smiling.
"So, it's done! I bet you're excited. Ready to get something to eat before we furnish our new home?"
Definitely a friend-shaped creature if she's ever seen one. As there's no other business to attend to, she lets the friend-shaped mare leave. She looks to Neela, smiling.
"So, it's done! I bet you're excited. Ready to get something to eat before we furnish our new home?"
>>173729
Neela uses her mouth to attempt to drag up the large bag of clothing up the stairs. She looks up to Kira when she says this, pauses, and says “… Sure…” as her ears go down, then back up again
Neela uses her mouth to attempt to drag up the large bag of clothing up the stairs. She looks up to Kira when she says this, pauses, and says “… Sure…” as her ears go down, then back up again
>>173730
"Oh, right! Let me help you with your stuff!"
Neela gets a reminder of how useful it is to have a strong lamia with her, as Kira helps with bringing her belongings upstairs.
"Oh, right! Let me help you with your stuff!"
Neela gets a reminder of how useful it is to have a strong lamia with her, as Kira helps with bringing her belongings upstairs.
>>173731
She appears to appreciate it, even if she does not say “thank you.” Neela gets to work placing her stuff around the second bedroom, laying a blanket on the floor and putting items in the closet.
She appears to appreciate it, even if she does not say “thank you.” Neela gets to work placing her stuff around the second bedroom, laying a blanket on the floor and putting items in the closet.
>>173732
Kira observes as Neela gets to work getting everything just how she wants it, you know, before they go out for furniture. A question pops into her mind as she watches.
"Hey...I don't know if it'd be too soon, but...would you want to go see your friends in jail, before they get deported? I'm not sure if I could do anything to get them out of jail, but you said you were close and I thought you might want to say goodbye."
Kira observes as Neela gets to work getting everything just how she wants it, you know, before they go out for furniture. A question pops into her mind as she watches.
"Hey...I don't know if it'd be too soon, but...would you want to go see your friends in jail, before they get deported? I'm not sure if I could do anything to get them out of jail, but you said you were close and I thought you might want to say goodbye."
>>173733
As she’s placing some item into a closet, standing up on her hind legs with her forelegs on a shelf, Neela looks over to Kira with ears perked up.
“I may… I’m a bit afraid though that if they see I am not in jail, someone may say something about me to try to get themselves out of trouble.”
As she’s placing some item into a closet, standing up on her hind legs with her forelegs on a shelf, Neela looks over to Kira with ears perked up.
“I may… I’m a bit afraid though that if they see I am not in jail, someone may say something about me to try to get themselves out of trouble.”
>>173734
"Do you not trust them? As long as you're with me and we have these papers, you should be fine. You're not breaking any laws or being here illegally as long as I'm around."
"Do you not trust them? As long as you're with me and we have these papers, you should be fine. You're not breaking any laws or being here illegally as long as I'm around."
>>173735
She jumps down so that she’s on all fours, and faces Kira, before breaking eye contact and looking down and away.
“Well… all it takes is one, and it may not be the one I speak to. I don’t know.” She looks back up towards Kira momentarily, then back down again. “I mean with the police. Not with customs. They could still arrest me, or try to.”
She jumps down so that she’s on all fours, and faces Kira, before breaking eye contact and looking down and away.
“Well… all it takes is one, and it may not be the one I speak to. I don’t know.” She looks back up towards Kira momentarily, then back down again. “I mean with the police. Not with customs. They could still arrest me, or try to.”
>>173736
Kira tilts her head at the deer.
"What do you mean? Wouldn't they get in trouble if they tried? We have papers."
Kira tilts her head at the deer.
"What do you mean? Wouldn't they get in trouble if they tried? We have papers."
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>>173740
Posey is out of spell slots, but is still down to fight so long as it's not a second hydra underwater; she'd have to flee from that.
Posey is out of spell slots, but is still down to fight so long as it's not a second hydra underwater; she'd have to flee from that.
>>173743
Kira nods.
"That's fair. Maybe some other time. Anyways, about going to go get something to eat...are you still feeling up to it?"
Kira nods.
"That's fair. Maybe some other time. Anyways, about going to go get something to eat...are you still feeling up to it?"
>>173744
She moves a little back, raises her left foreleg, widens her eyes. and both ears stand up. But then she eases forward, and the eyes relax.
“Yes.” Her ears wriggle. “I haven’t had decent food since… well it’s been several days now. I don’t care for the food in jail and customs did not feed me at all.”
She moves a little back, raises her left foreleg, widens her eyes. and both ears stand up. But then she eases forward, and the eyes relax.
“Yes.” Her ears wriggle. “I haven’t had decent food since… well it’s been several days now. I don’t care for the food in jail and customs did not feed me at all.”
>>173745
Kira imagines her initial fear was that she was going to be the something to eat, but thankfully she has enough willpower to avoid that situation. "Wow, you must be starving! Come on, you can show me your favorite places to eat, or maybe we can go to someplace you've always wanted to go. Then after we can get some furniture for the house and food to put in the kitchen."
Kira imagines her initial fear was that she was going to be the something to eat, but thankfully she has enough willpower to avoid that situation. "Wow, you must be starving! Come on, you can show me your favorite places to eat, or maybe we can go to someplace you've always wanted to go. Then after we can get some furniture for the house and food to put in the kitchen."
>>173746
“I don’t know this area… I would be fine with a food stand though.”
Neela does, however, move towards the door, ready to leave.
“I don’t know this area… I would be fine with a food stand though.”
Neela does, however, move towards the door, ready to leave.
>>173747
Kira does as well, letting Neela take the lead. Even if she doesn't know this art all that well, she still probably knows more about it than Kira, and she's a prey animal so she knows the kinds of food prey animals eat.
"I wonder when our new neighbors will say hello..."
Kira does as well, letting Neela take the lead. Even if she doesn't know this art all that well, she still probably knows more about it than Kira, and she's a prey animal so she knows the kinds of food prey animals eat.
"I wonder when our new neighbors will say hello..."
If Posey would like to roll search, spot, and listen…
>>173748
Alright, roll luck
Search [1d20+6 = (3+6) = 9]
>>173748
Alright, roll luck
Search [1d20+6 = (3+6) = 9]
>>173751
Search: Despite some, ahem, bad luck...perhaps a second pair of keen lamia eyes will help with the search for a place to eat.
[1d20+5 = (4+5) = 9]
Search: Despite some, ahem, bad luck...perhaps a second pair of keen lamia eyes will help with the search for a place to eat.
[1d20+5 = (4+5) = 9]
>>173749
>>173750
The area is mostly residential. Neela finds a restaurant in a corner of one row next to the major avenue… and the owner rather rudely did not allow either creature in. Neela curses him, then they move along. There’s another restaraunt that is “””closed”””
>>173752
Kira does not see any juicy prey around. Unless you’re counting ponies or that one dog. Or Neela. Oh, you mean the things they eat. Well,.. there’s some flowers… She probably saw a tomato plant in a planter on a window.
>>173750
The area is mostly residential. Neela finds a restaurant in a corner of one row next to the major avenue… and the owner rather rudely did not allow either creature in. Neela curses him, then they move along. There’s another restaraunt that is “””closed”””
>>173752
Kira does not see any juicy prey around. Unless you’re counting ponies or that one dog. Or Neela. Oh, you mean the things they eat. Well,.. there’s some flowers… She probably saw a tomato plant in a planter on a window.
>>173754
She smiles, looks back to Kira, and giggles.
“Heh heh, you don’t know? Well, we eat bread, sandwiches, hay, potatoes, ice cream, middles, dumplings, soup, and things like that.”
She smiles, looks back to Kira, and giggles.
“Heh heh, you don’t know? Well, we eat bread, sandwiches, hay, potatoes, ice cream, middles, dumplings, soup, and things like that.”
>>173755
>>173756
Kira blushes, and rubs the back of her own head with a hoof.
"Well I haven't really paid much attention to what other creatures eat, all I know are the animals out in the savanna eating grasses and stuff. Oh, I know about bananas! That's how I arrived here, on a ship full of bananas."
>>173756
Kira blushes, and rubs the back of her own head with a hoof.
"Well I haven't really paid much attention to what other creatures eat, all I know are the animals out in the savanna eating grasses and stuff. Oh, I know about bananas! That's how I arrived here, on a ship full of bananas."
>>173757
“Hehe, and bananas.” She says, wriggling her ears. She looks around, down another street, and…
“Oh hey, there’s a restaurant.”
Going closer, Kira can see that there is set of tables outside, and a counter inside.
“Hehe, and bananas.” She says, wriggling her ears. She looks around, down another street, and…
“Oh hey, there’s a restaurant.”
Going closer, Kira can see that there is set of tables outside, and a counter inside.
>>173758
"Great! If they have bananas, I'll let you have them all, I've pretty well had my fill for a long while."
Kira slithers towards the restaurant with her deer. It's the first time she'll have been to one, so even though they don't really share much in their diet, she'd still like to try something.
"Great! If they have bananas, I'll let you have them all, I've pretty well had my fill for a long while."
Kira slithers towards the restaurant with her deer. It's the first time she'll have been to one, so even though they don't really share much in their diet, she'd still like to try something.
>>173759
A sand yellow Pegasus at the counter answers with a smile. “Hello, and welcome to Shifting Sands. You may seat yourself, or you may order here.”
She reacts more to Neela than to Kira, and Kira may believe she hasn’t seen all of Kira.
A sand yellow Pegasus at the counter answers with a smile. “Hello, and welcome to Shifting Sands. You may seat yourself, or you may order here.”
She reacts more to Neela than to Kira, and Kira may believe she hasn’t seen all of Kira.
>>173760
Kira isn't going to look a gift pony in the mouth, she's going to look her in the eyes, smile, and waves at her with a, "Hello! Thank you very much!" She looks to see what Neela wants to do first before she takes an action.
Kira isn't going to look a gift pony in the mouth, she's going to look her in the eyes, smile, and waves at her with a, "Hello! Thank you very much!" She looks to see what Neela wants to do first before she takes an action.
>>173762
"Are you sure? It'd be nice to sit down and eat at an actual restaurant." Regardless of her answer, Kira turns to the mare behind the counter. "I haven't been here before. Is there anything you would recommend to order?"
"Are you sure? It'd be nice to sit down and eat at an actual restaurant." Regardless of her answer, Kira turns to the mare behind the counter. "I haven't been here before. Is there anything you would recommend to order?"
>>173767
The mare turns around to point a hoof to the board above her
“The falafel is the most popular, but we also have our fried bell pepper with rice, the pita bread-“ she lists items
Neela whispers aggressively
“You haven’t exactly been welcomed everywhere. Best to get out before they notice.”
The mare turns around to point a hoof to the board above her
“The falafel is the most popular, but we also have our fried bell pepper with rice, the pita bread-“ she lists items
Neela whispers aggressively
“You haven’t exactly been welcomed everywhere. Best to get out before they notice.”
>>173768
Kira begrudgingly has to concede, though she admittedly would still like to sit and eat like a normal pony.
"I'll take a falafel and fried bell pepper with rice. I'm really hungry..."
Kira begrudgingly has to concede, though she admittedly would still like to sit and eat like a normal pony.
"I'll take a falafel and fried bell pepper with rice. I'm really hungry..."
>>173769
“Alright… one falafel…” Neela adds “and another falafel and… three… better make that four breads…”
“Okay… that’s… 8 bits.”
Neela looks up to Kira with pleading eyes that may make her want to order more.
“Alright… one falafel…” Neela adds “and another falafel and… three… better make that four breads…”
“Okay… that’s… 8 bits.”
Neela looks up to Kira with pleading eyes that may make her want to order more.
>>173771
Neela is very cute when she uses those eyes. Kira relents and orders another falafel, another order of fried pepper with rice, and some breads.
Neela is very cute when she uses those eyes. Kira relents and orders another falafel, another order of fried pepper with rice, and some breads.
>>173772
“And that’s… wow, that’s 12 bits. It should be ready in a few minutes.”
Neela adds peech juice because of course.
“And that’s… wow, that’s 12 bits. It should be ready in a few minutes.”
Neela adds peech juice because of course.
>>173773
Kira blushes and remarks, "I'm really hungry..."
She looks over to Neela. "I forgot to tell you to order whatever you want. I'm paying."
Kira blushes and remarks, "I'm really hungry..."
She looks over to Neela. "I forgot to tell you to order whatever you want. I'm paying."
>>173774
Neela:
“Maybe it’s best for you to… not be so conspicuous while we wait.”
Neela grabs another can, and the mare accepts Kira’s bits
Neela:
“Maybe it’s best for you to… not be so conspicuous while we wait.”
Neela grabs another can, and the mare accepts Kira’s bits
>>173775
Kira tilts her head at Neela after giving the cashier the Bits, like she either doesn't understand what she said or how she would be inconspicuous.
Kira tilts her head at Neela after giving the cashier the Bits, like she either doesn't understand what she said or how she would be inconspicuous.
>>173777
>>173776
Kira is able to press her body against the bottom of the counter, making her invisible from behind it, inconspicuous from most angles, and even appear like part of the decorations or a foot rail if glanced from outside or from a table.
Kira and Neela wait, and are eventually hoofed over several paper bags containing their items by the still smiling, black maned Pegasus pony.
>>173776
Kira is able to press her body against the bottom of the counter, making her invisible from behind it, inconspicuous from most angles, and even appear like part of the decorations or a foot rail if glanced from outside or from a table.
Kira and Neela wait, and are eventually hoofed over several paper bags containing their items by the still smiling, black maned Pegasus pony.
>>173778
As a bonus, Neela now has an example of how adept a lamia like Kira is at hiding.
"Thank you so very much! I hope you have a great day!"
Kira uses her strength to carry the bags full of their food, and slithers out of the restaurant with Neela. She pauses at the tables outside.
"Would you want to eat out here, Neela, or head home to eat?"
As a bonus, Neela now has an example of how adept a lamia like Kira is at hiding.
"Thank you so very much! I hope you have a great day!"
Kira uses her strength to carry the bags full of their food, and slithers out of the restaurant with Neela. She pauses at the tables outside.
"Would you want to eat out here, Neela, or head home to eat?"
>>173779
Neela looks on at the sight, both Kira's ability to become a decorative foot rail, and to have actually pleasant interactions with random ponies. Neela wastes no time in exiting.
"It could get cold if we wait... but then I don't know how long you want to be seen in the open."
Neela looks on at the sight, both Kira's ability to become a decorative foot rail, and to have actually pleasant interactions with random ponies. Neela wastes no time in exiting.
"It could get cold if we wait... but then I don't know how long you want to be seen in the open."
>>173780
"I'm not afraid of being seen. Are...are you afraid of being seen with me in the open?"
Kira previously chipper attitude is shaken by the worry that has just popped into her mind.
"I'm not afraid of being seen. Are...are you afraid of being seen with me in the open?"
Kira previously chipper attitude is shaken by the worry that has just popped into her mind.
>>173784
Kira seems to accept the answer, and brightens back up a little.
"Alright. I'd like to eat here outside the restaurant."
Kira seems to accept the answer, and brightens back up a little.
"Alright. I'd like to eat here outside the restaurant."
>>173785
"O..kay then. Well, let's sit." Neela moves up to one little wooden table on the edge, moves a seat, and sits down. After placing one of the bags on the table, she opens it and grabs a falafel, ready to bite into it.
"O..kay then. Well, let's sit." Neela moves up to one little wooden table on the edge, moves a seat, and sits down. After placing one of the bags on the table, she opens it and grabs a falafel, ready to bite into it.
>>173786
Hide: Kira likewise moves to a table, coiling around its legs/base to appear less conspicuous to onlookers.
[1d20+13 = (18+13) = 31]
She opens up one of the bags, and investigates this strange food known as a "falafel".
Hide: Kira likewise moves to a table, coiling around its legs/base to appear less conspicuous to onlookers.
[1d20+13 = (18+13) = 31]
She opens up one of the bags, and investigates this strange food known as a "falafel".
>>173787
With the help of a plant, a table cloth, and how she'd almost colored like a chair, an onlooker would have to try to find the anomaly to notice Kira.
Kira finds little fried bread balls inside.
With the help of a plant, a table cloth, and how she'd almost colored like a chair, an onlooker would have to try to find the anomaly to notice Kira.
Kira finds little fried bread balls inside.
>>173788
Tenatively, Kira nibble nibble nibbles on the falafel. Deciding that it's not objectionable to her palette for being prey food, Kira copies how Neela is eating to appear more "normal". Close observation though would show that it really isn't natural to her, biting, chewing, and mushing up the fried dough ball with her teeth before swallowing.
Tenatively, Kira nibble nibble nibbles on the falafel. Deciding that it's not objectionable to her palette for being prey food, Kira copies how Neela is eating to appear more "normal". Close observation though would show that it really isn't natural to her, biting, chewing, and mushing up the fried dough ball with her teeth before swallowing.
>>173789
Kira's teeth are better at cutting and tearing than anything resembling actual chewing or mushing, and all she can do is to cut the balls in half or slice portions off. Doing so reveals the interior of the balls contain fava beans, an item that Kira does not like the taste nor texture of, and in general the soft and goey interiors are not pleasant. Kira can't really make her mouth make the side-to-side motions that Neela can in order to chew. Attempting to swallow, the sizes and textures are a bit off, with the items slowly sliding down her throat but not quite being forced, such that it feels awkward. It isn't all bad - the taste and texture of the fried bread is not awful - but Kira has the distinct feel of eating something like livestock feed.
Kira's teeth are better at cutting and tearing than anything resembling actual chewing or mushing, and all she can do is to cut the balls in half or slice portions off. Doing so reveals the interior of the balls contain fava beans, an item that Kira does not like the taste nor texture of, and in general the soft and goey interiors are not pleasant. Kira can't really make her mouth make the side-to-side motions that Neela can in order to chew. Attempting to swallow, the sizes and textures are a bit off, with the items slowly sliding down her throat but not quite being forced, such that it feels awkward. It isn't all bad - the taste and texture of the fried bread is not awful - but Kira has the distinct feel of eating something like livestock feed.
>>173790
Hmm...yeah, on second thought, she decides that not tasting the gross beans and not feeling like a cow would be the far better choice. There's a slight quiet pop as she opens her jaw ever so slightly, before scarfing the falafel down her cavernous maw.
Hmm...yeah, on second thought, she decides that not tasting the gross beans and not feeling like a cow would be the far better choice. There's a slight quiet pop as she opens her jaw ever so slightly, before scarfing the falafel down her cavernous maw.
>>173791
With the breaded balls being about golf ball sized, she doesn't have to open her mouth that wide. Her mouth only makes contact with the portions of the food she likes most - the bread - and it has a quality that Kira likes out of her larger, normal cuisine that Kira likes, but can't always get: it's warm. The outside of the balls is dry and a little rough, so it goes down her throat slowly, but this is what Kira expects of her usually dry, furry food. Still, it's very small, and Kira may think she would have preferred at least a rat or some comparatively normal food.
With the breaded balls being about golf ball sized, she doesn't have to open her mouth that wide. Her mouth only makes contact with the portions of the food she likes most - the bread - and it has a quality that Kira likes out of her larger, normal cuisine that Kira likes, but can't always get: it's warm. The outside of the balls is dry and a little rough, so it goes down her throat slowly, but this is what Kira expects of her usually dry, furry food. Still, it's very small, and Kira may think she would have preferred at least a rat or some comparatively normal food.
>>173793
Perhaps she would prefer some normal food, but this prey food has at least one positive quality: she can enjoy it with Neela without scaring her or grossing her out. She takes care of her falafels quickly before moving onto the fried peppers with rice, and one look at this food is enough for her to tell that this is some of the most prey food she's ever seen. Still...she's doing this for Neela, plus she's still hungry, so she digs in nonetheless.
Perhaps she would prefer some normal food, but this prey food has at least one positive quality: she can enjoy it with Neela without scaring her or grossing her out. She takes care of her falafels quickly before moving onto the fried peppers with rice, and one look at this food is enough for her to tell that this is some of the most prey food she's ever seen. Still...she's doing this for Neela, plus she's still hungry, so she digs in nonetheless.
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Any word on Posey's search?
>>173794
The bell pepper is wider than the falafel balls, and has a smooth texture. Biting into it, it is comparatively hard, has an odd texture, and has a taste that Kira has very likely never tasted anything like before in her life: it's spicy. She's likely less sensitive to it than herbivores, but the taste is novel. Inside is rice, which has less flavor, and a comparatively soft and mushy texture.
>>173687
Peering into the room, Silver can see Khoi laying down on her bed, which has already been made up neatly. She is lying with the long side of the bed near the center, and Silver is perpendicular to her. Her tail is almost straight out, but curling down at the end so that it touches the bed. Her hind legs are underneath her. Both of her forelegs are curled under her in a "loaf" position, and Khoi is brushing her mane with her magenta magic. There is a cup of tea on a dresser behind her. She doesn't react immediately to Silver.
The bell pepper is wider than the falafel balls, and has a smooth texture. Biting into it, it is comparatively hard, has an odd texture, and has a taste that Kira has very likely never tasted anything like before in her life: it's spicy. She's likely less sensitive to it than herbivores, but the taste is novel. Inside is rice, which has less flavor, and a comparatively soft and mushy texture.
>>173687
Peering into the room, Silver can see Khoi laying down on her bed, which has already been made up neatly. She is lying with the long side of the bed near the center, and Silver is perpendicular to her. Her tail is almost straight out, but curling down at the end so that it touches the bed. Her hind legs are underneath her. Both of her forelegs are curled under her in a "loaf" position, and Khoi is brushing her mane with her magenta magic. There is a cup of tea on a dresser behind her. She doesn't react immediately to Silver.
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>>173798
"Mmmmhmhm!" While Kira doesn't care for the rice, she is already in love with the pepper. The bold zest and zing that causes her mouth to tingle combined with the crisp snap of the pepper's flesh is the first indication she's had so far that prey animal food isn't all bad, and in fact might have some special qualities about it. She swallows the rice on its own whole to avoid dealing with the lack of flavor and unappetizing texture, but the peppers she ordered she takes her time with to bite, chew, and savor every last morsel.
"Mmmmhmhm!" While Kira doesn't care for the rice, she is already in love with the pepper. The bold zest and zing that causes her mouth to tingle combined with the crisp snap of the pepper's flesh is the first indication she's had so far that prey animal food isn't all bad, and in fact might have some special qualities about it. She swallows the rice on its own whole to avoid dealing with the lack of flavor and unappetizing texture, but the peppers she ordered she takes her time with to bite, chew, and savor every last morsel.
>>173798
Heh, do I have two cats in house now?
Seeing she's up, Silver attempts to quietly close the door before properly knocking on it to be let in.
Heh, do I have two cats in house now?
Seeing she's up, Silver attempts to quietly close the door before properly knocking on it to be let in.
"It's really humid in this swamp. It'll take forever to get my mane back in shape."
Can Posey continue her adventure today?
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Do you have time this weekend, GM?
>>173810
Yes
>>173809
Awww....
pet pet pets the sad pone
>>173803
Correct, though the colder winter air reduces the humidity
>>173802
She slowly turns her head to the right to look towards Silver as he opens the door, and extends her left foreleg in front of her, in a slow and controlled set of actions implying she is not surprised or frightened.
"Yes?" She finally says
>>173801
The rice, being small, has a tendency to catch in her throat, though surely it will make its way down eventually.
The pepper does, however, have a nasty problem. Kira can't exactly chew it properly, but rather cut it. It's still a vegetable with a hard shell, albeit with a pleasant "sting."
Yes
>>173809
Awww....
pet pet pets the sad pone
>>173803
Correct, though the colder winter air reduces the humidity
>>173802
She slowly turns her head to the right to look towards Silver as he opens the door, and extends her left foreleg in front of her, in a slow and controlled set of actions implying she is not surprised or frightened.
"Yes?" She finally says
>>173801
The rice, being small, has a tendency to catch in her throat, though surely it will make its way down eventually.
The pepper does, however, have a nasty problem. Kira can't exactly chew it properly, but rather cut it. It's still a vegetable with a hard shell, albeit with a pleasant "sting."
>>173812
It would seem that she does not, given the randomness of the presence of the little pools of stagnant water, and the random presence of trees sometimes split in pieces as if by especially vicious lightning, or rent of branches and made to look like twisted telephone poles. But as the ground becomes higher and drier, the number of leafless, branchless trees increases and the number of muddy craters increases, and Posey sees she is nearer the site of a true battle.
It would seem that she does not, given the randomness of the presence of the little pools of stagnant water, and the random presence of trees sometimes split in pieces as if by especially vicious lightning, or rent of branches and made to look like twisted telephone poles. But as the ground becomes higher and drier, the number of leafless, branchless trees increases and the number of muddy craters increases, and Posey sees she is nearer the site of a true battle.
>>173811
"Just checking up on you, seeing how you were doing. Are you hungry? I am going to make breakfast."
"Just checking up on you, seeing how you were doing. Are you hungry? I am going to make breakfast."
>>173813
>Posey sees she is nearer the site of a true battle.
Posey continues towards the battlefield, uplifted by the end of her journey drawing near.
>Posey sees she is nearer the site of a true battle.
Posey continues towards the battlefield, uplifted by the end of her journey drawing near.
>>173811
If Neela is curious, lamias cannot apparently cough, as she tries to make some kind of wheezing action to try to dislodge the rice in her throat. It doesn't work too well, but it's more an annoyance than a genuine threat to her life, so she continues to cut and snap pieces of pepper off to eat it. She finishes by eating her bread, which she absolutely has to eat like a "normal pony" if she doesn't want it gettting stuck worse than the rice.
If Neela is curious, lamias cannot apparently cough, as she tries to make some kind of wheezing action to try to dislodge the rice in her throat. It doesn't work too well, but it's more an annoyance than a genuine threat to her life, so she continues to cut and snap pieces of pepper off to eat it. She finishes by eating her bread, which she absolutely has to eat like a "normal pony" if she doesn't want it gettting stuck worse than the rice.
>>173814
Khoi blinks, looks down, moves her right foreleg out but at an angle to her body towards the right, and then with her brush, places it in her mane and tries to move it down.
"I suppose..." She answers
>>173816
The rice is slowly making its way down, and at worst, she can wash it down with something like a tasty deer later. She's not in any danger of choking.
The bread, however, shows that Kira is not built for this kind of food, as she cannot chew it properly. It isn't especially flavor filled, being a little better than the rice. However, it's drier than the rice, less solid than the pepper, and not shaped in convenient balls like the falafel, so swallowing it is difficult.
Khoi blinks, looks down, moves her right foreleg out but at an angle to her body towards the right, and then with her brush, places it in her mane and tries to move it down.
"I suppose..." She answers
>>173816
The rice is slowly making its way down, and at worst, she can wash it down with something like a tasty deer later. She's not in any danger of choking.
The bread, however, shows that Kira is not built for this kind of food, as she cannot chew it properly. It isn't especially flavor filled, being a little better than the rice. However, it's drier than the rice, less solid than the pepper, and not shaped in convenient balls like the falafel, so swallowing it is difficult.
>>173817
"You suppose?" Silver chuckles. "You do not sound so certain about breakfast. What is it, Khoi? Something on your mind?"
"You suppose?" Silver chuckles. "You do not sound so certain about breakfast. What is it, Khoi? Something on your mind?"
>>173817
"Hmmmm..."
She ponders on what to do about the bread, before coming up with an idea. She goes back into the restaurant and up to the counter.
"Excuse me? Could I have some water, please?"
"Hmmmm..."
She ponders on what to do about the bread, before coming up with an idea. She goes back into the restaurant and up to the counter.
"Excuse me? Could I have some water, please?"
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>>173824
Silver smiles, and chuckles a bit more.
"I do not mind making breakfast, it is how things used to be in our household with duties being split between us. If you really wanted and you had enough time, I would appreciate some help with making pancakes for breakfast."
Silver smiles, and chuckles a bit more.
"I do not mind making breakfast, it is how things used to be in our household with duties being split between us. If you really wanted and you had enough time, I would appreciate some help with making pancakes for breakfast."
Waits to see what battlefield looks like
>>173835
shrugs
>>173834
>>173832
As Posey has surely gathered by now - the entire country is an old battlefield. Near every inch changed hooves in the most recent war, and that is but the most recent in a long series of wars going back several thousand years to the Empire of Tambelon, and perhaps even before that. Peace and the weather have erased most traces, but Posey can still see many remnants. As she moves westward, the signs increase. The ground becomes higher and firmer. Hanging cypress trees become sparser as the ground dries, replaced occasionally with pine. But these are interrupted by craters sometimes as big as swimming pools, tree trunks split in two, rocks that have no business being above the soil layer occasionally sitting on branches, and then periodic pieces of metal of varying size, shape, and evident purpose. Posey comes to a location with more craters and more destroyed trees than normal, including a clearing.
Roll Spot
Roll Listen
Roll Search
shrugs
>>173834
>>173832
As Posey has surely gathered by now - the entire country is an old battlefield. Near every inch changed hooves in the most recent war, and that is but the most recent in a long series of wars going back several thousand years to the Empire of Tambelon, and perhaps even before that. Peace and the weather have erased most traces, but Posey can still see many remnants. As she moves westward, the signs increase. The ground becomes higher and firmer. Hanging cypress trees become sparser as the ground dries, replaced occasionally with pine. But these are interrupted by craters sometimes as big as swimming pools, tree trunks split in two, rocks that have no business being above the soil layer occasionally sitting on branches, and then periodic pieces of metal of varying size, shape, and evident purpose. Posey comes to a location with more craters and more destroyed trees than normal, including a clearing.
Roll Spot
Roll Listen
Roll Search
>>173836
Spot
[1d20+3 = (10+3) = 13]
Listen
[1d20+3 = (6+3) = 9]
Search
>craters sometimes as big as swimming pools, tree trunks split in two, rocks that have no business being above the soil layer occasionally sitting on branches, and then periodic pieces of metal of varying size, shape, and evident purpose
"That's... Odd... Perhaps it's a vestige of the battle."
[1d20+3 = (17+3) = 20]
Spot
[1d20+3 = (10+3) = 13]
Listen
[1d20+3 = (6+3) = 9]
Search
>craters sometimes as big as swimming pools, tree trunks split in two, rocks that have no business being above the soil layer occasionally sitting on branches, and then periodic pieces of metal of varying size, shape, and evident purpose
"That's... Odd... Perhaps it's a vestige of the battle."
[1d20+3 = (17+3) = 20]
>>173837
"Uh...I asked if I could have some water, if that's okay."
Despite her now apparent monstrous appearance, being a merging of snake and pony, Kira does appear friendly enough. And, if the mare remembers, she only ordered vegetarian items. You know, not that there are any meat items on the menu, but still.
"Uh...I asked if I could have some water, if that's okay."
Despite her now apparent monstrous appearance, being a merging of snake and pony, Kira does appear friendly enough. And, if the mare remembers, she only ordered vegetarian items. You know, not that there are any meat items on the menu, but still.
>>173837
Silver looks surprised at the question.
"Huh, did not know they do not have pancakes where you are from. They are light, fluffy, flat cakes cooked in pan or skillet and usually served with syrup, whipped cream, or even peanut butter. They are very popular breakfast item here, especially among foals."
Silver looks surprised at the question.
"Huh, did not know they do not have pancakes where you are from. They are light, fluffy, flat cakes cooked in pan or skillet and usually served with syrup, whipped cream, or even peanut butter. They are very popular breakfast item here, especially among foals."
>>173842
If there is a surprise round, it hasn’t hit yet
>>173841
The lost city that was the capital of Tambelon is said to have returned to the realm of mists when the dark sorcerer Grogar was defeated. Whatever remains of that Empire, it isn’t visible standing above the surface of this swamp, though who can say what lies under the mud and black water.
>>173838
Posey sees the movement of leaves on the trees, a pair of birds as well as a few dragon flies further off, and a glimmer in the air nearby that may be the humidity, or perhaps swamp gas. Birds sing their songs, wind blows through the trees, with a sound almost like humming.
Posey can see that the clearing is large, like a field, with the far left side being lower and having trees, albeit denuded of leaves, and the far right ending in a canal-like depression that is presumably a ravine, with trees beyond. In the fore, a little less than 100 feet away on the right is a muddy, partly grass covered section of higher ground that has many signs of debris. Steel poles lay on the ground, as well as remnants of mud-covered olive drab canvas. Thick plastic bags likewise stick out of the mud, although exactly what is over there is obscured by grass. Behind this is a blackened-steel rectangular mass that appears to be the ruined remnants of a burnt out truck. To the left of all if this the ground is lower, with multiple large craters at least partly filled with water. Beyond this part if what was surely once a stone house, though the right-three quarters of the building is collapsed and gone. Posey can’t see beyond this, but it it seems to also be mostly bereft of trees. Some kind of vehicle pathway seems to come from the right, turning to move by the destroyed house.
>>173843
Shhhhh don’t rush things
If there is a surprise round, it hasn’t hit yet
>>173841
The lost city that was the capital of Tambelon is said to have returned to the realm of mists when the dark sorcerer Grogar was defeated. Whatever remains of that Empire, it isn’t visible standing above the surface of this swamp, though who can say what lies under the mud and black water.
>>173838
Posey sees the movement of leaves on the trees, a pair of birds as well as a few dragon flies further off, and a glimmer in the air nearby that may be the humidity, or perhaps swamp gas. Birds sing their songs, wind blows through the trees, with a sound almost like humming.
Posey can see that the clearing is large, like a field, with the far left side being lower and having trees, albeit denuded of leaves, and the far right ending in a canal-like depression that is presumably a ravine, with trees beyond. In the fore, a little less than 100 feet away on the right is a muddy, partly grass covered section of higher ground that has many signs of debris. Steel poles lay on the ground, as well as remnants of mud-covered olive drab canvas. Thick plastic bags likewise stick out of the mud, although exactly what is over there is obscured by grass. Behind this is a blackened-steel rectangular mass that appears to be the ruined remnants of a burnt out truck. To the left of all if this the ground is lower, with multiple large craters at least partly filled with water. Beyond this part if what was surely once a stone house, though the right-three quarters of the building is collapsed and gone. Posey can’t see beyond this, but it it seems to also be mostly bereft of trees. Some kind of vehicle pathway seems to come from the right, turning to move by the destroyed house.
>>173843
Shhhhh don’t rush things
>>173840
“What is ‘syrup’?” she says to herself, then smiles in a way that shows off her small fangs, and says
“Uh, well I suppose I should learn how to make ‘pancakes’…”
>>173839
She peers up over the counter…
“Oh…Kay…” evidently she pours out a cup of water, as a paper cup full of water is pushed towards Kira over the counter.
“What is ‘syrup’?” she says to herself, then smiles in a way that shows off her small fangs, and says
“Uh, well I suppose I should learn how to make ‘pancakes’…”
>>173839
She peers up over the counter…
“Oh…Kay…” evidently she pours out a cup of water, as a paper cup full of water is pushed towards Kira over the counter.
>>173844
>The lost city that was the capital of Tambelon is said to have returned to the realm of mists when the dark sorcerer Grogar was defeated.
~Oooh, spooky.
>Whatever remains of that Empire, it isn’t visible standing above the surface of this swamp, though who can say what lies under the mud and black water.
Definitely going to want to come back here when it's less wet. Gotta help myself to done forbidden treasure.
>a canal-like depression that is presumably a ravine
REEEEEEEE a small creek
>Beyond this part if what was surely once a stone house, though the right-three quarters of the building is collapsed and gone. Posey can’t see beyond this, but it it seems to also be mostly bereft of trees. Some kind of vehicle pathway seems to come from the right, turning to move by the destroyed house.
Posey moves towards the house, checking out the environment as she strolls.
>Shhhhh don’t rush things
Well, it is kind of late...
>The lost city that was the capital of Tambelon is said to have returned to the realm of mists when the dark sorcerer Grogar was defeated.
~Oooh, spooky.
>Whatever remains of that Empire, it isn’t visible standing above the surface of this swamp, though who can say what lies under the mud and black water.
Definitely going to want to come back here when it's less wet. Gotta help myself to done forbidden treasure.
>a canal-like depression that is presumably a ravine
REEEEEEEE a small creek
>Beyond this part if what was surely once a stone house, though the right-three quarters of the building is collapsed and gone. Posey can’t see beyond this, but it it seems to also be mostly bereft of trees. Some kind of vehicle pathway seems to come from the right, turning to move by the destroyed house.
Posey moves towards the house, checking out the environment as she strolls.
>Shhhhh don’t rush things
Well, it is kind of late...
>>173844
>capital of Tambelon is said to have returned to the realm of mists when the dark sorcerer Grogar was defeated
A very historic site. Always interested in Grogar's stuff.
I think I might raise my castle here, once I get to lvl 8 and figure out how to nail together a few necrosis carnexes with Landlord. It's prime real estate.
>capital of Tambelon is said to have returned to the realm of mists when the dark sorcerer Grogar was defeated
A very historic site. Always interested in Grogar's stuff.
I think I might raise my castle here, once I get to lvl 8 and figure out how to nail together a few necrosis carnexes with Landlord. It's prime real estate.
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>>173848
A tower, conjured from blackened crystal in the middle of the cursed mire, built upon the ruins of an ancient kingdom, surrounded by poisonous plants and deadly monsters... It would make an excellent base of operations (I've had a long time to think about this).
Posey finds herself daydreaming
A tower, conjured from blackened crystal in the middle of the cursed mire, built upon the ruins of an ancient kingdom, surrounded by poisonous plants and deadly monsters... It would make an excellent base of operations (I've had a long time to think about this).
Posey finds herself daydreaming
>>173849
>>173848
You misunderstand. The swamp is not the exact site of the lost city. That was much further west, and further north, and in any event, that city slipped into another dimension, and its ruins are not present anywhere in Equestria. The swamp is a part of the Empire's former territory, but so is ~2/5ths of all of Equestria
To her left, Posey can glance down into the muddy crater, and the see the remnant of a helmet sticking out. Beneath her in the mud, a few cartridge cases. And to her right are several items of debris - plastic, poles, and suggestions that this area of ground had been cleared of vegetation and dirt moved and leveled, with remnants of tarp and canvas. Beyond this is the ruins of the burned out truck remain, with broken glass and its hulking steel. There is also more than one steel barrel, one near(ish) the truck, and one beyond the craters.
Posey can hear more birds, and a humming blown through the wind. The air glimmers periodically, perhaps gas. Moving up towards the house, Posey can see that the roof has collapsed alongside the walls, save for a small portion on the rightmost edge. The house was made of stone, and if she peers over the remains of the walls, she sees that there is a depression inside filled with stone, perhaps another crater.
Craters are not all of the same size. Some are very large, maybe 20 feet across and several feet deep. Some are only a few feet across and a few inches deep.
>>173848
You misunderstand. The swamp is not the exact site of the lost city. That was much further west, and further north, and in any event, that city slipped into another dimension, and its ruins are not present anywhere in Equestria. The swamp is a part of the Empire's former territory, but so is ~2/5ths of all of Equestria
To her left, Posey can glance down into the muddy crater, and the see the remnant of a helmet sticking out. Beneath her in the mud, a few cartridge cases. And to her right are several items of debris - plastic, poles, and suggestions that this area of ground had been cleared of vegetation and dirt moved and leveled, with remnants of tarp and canvas. Beyond this is the ruins of the burned out truck remain, with broken glass and its hulking steel. There is also more than one steel barrel, one near(ish) the truck, and one beyond the craters.
Posey can hear more birds, and a humming blown through the wind. The air glimmers periodically, perhaps gas. Moving up towards the house, Posey can see that the roof has collapsed alongside the walls, save for a small portion on the rightmost edge. The house was made of stone, and if she peers over the remains of the walls, she sees that there is a depression inside filled with stone, perhaps another crater.
Craters are not all of the same size. Some are very large, maybe 20 feet across and several feet deep. Some are only a few feet across and a few inches deep.
>>173850
>that city slipped into another dimension
Oh well
>The air glimmers periodically, perhaps gas.
Like, explosive gas?
Posey stays back, moving along in her quest for her artillery tube.
>Craters are not all of the same size. Some are very large, maybe 20 feet across and several feet deep. Some are only a few feet across and a few inches deep.
Perhaps made by explosions?
Posey investigates the craters she passes, trying to find any patterns that might lead her to the source.
>that city slipped into another dimension
Oh well
>The air glimmers periodically, perhaps gas.
Like, explosive gas?
Posey stays back, moving along in her quest for her artillery tube.
>Craters are not all of the same size. Some are very large, maybe 20 feet across and several feet deep. Some are only a few feet across and a few inches deep.
Perhaps made by explosions?
Posey investigates the craters she passes, trying to find any patterns that might lead her to the source.
>>173850
>The house was made of stone, and if she peers over the remains of the walls, she sees that there is a depression inside filled with stone, perhaps another crater.
Posey decides to investigate the house, out of curiosity.
>The house was made of stone, and if she peers over the remains of the walls, she sees that there is a depression inside filled with stone, perhaps another crater.
Posey decides to investigate the house, out of curiosity.
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>>173851
>explosive gas
Very possibly, though it may be a refraction of light through the humidity. All that Posey can say for sure is that sometimes, the air glistens and glimmers.
The craters are mostly circular or nearly circular, have moved mud and rocks, do not have large plants growing in them (smaller plants are not uncommon) and mostly have formed pools of stagnant, opaque water. One has a gasmask along its edges.
>explosive gas
Very possibly, though it may be a refraction of light through the humidity. All that Posey can say for sure is that sometimes, the air glistens and glimmers.
The craters are mostly circular or nearly circular, have moved mud and rocks, do not have large plants growing in them (smaller plants are not uncommon) and mostly have formed pools of stagnant, opaque water. One has a gasmask along its edges.
>>173845
Kira smiles brightly at the mare, and takes the cup of water. "Thank you!"
Returning to her table outside, Kira does something with the water that other, non-carnivorous creatures might find objectionable: she pours her water onto her bread, wetting it and turning it back into a doughy state. She then breaks the bread apart and reshapes it into little dough balls that are easier for her to eat.
Kira smiles brightly at the mare, and takes the cup of water. "Thank you!"
Returning to her table outside, Kira does something with the water that other, non-carnivorous creatures might find objectionable: she pours her water onto her bread, wetting it and turning it back into a doughy state. She then breaks the bread apart and reshapes it into little dough balls that are easier for her to eat.
>>173845
Silver smiles at her.
"I will help you learn. Whenever you finish your grooming, come downstairs and we will make pancakes."
Silver leaves Khoi's bedroom, moving onto the next to check up on the next creature in the household: Mala, the good boy.
Silver smiles at her.
"I will help you learn. Whenever you finish your grooming, come downstairs and we will make pancakes."
Silver leaves Khoi's bedroom, moving onto the next to check up on the next creature in the household: Mala, the good boy.
I guess I'll roll for Posey to search this area, before moving on.
[1d20+3 = (10+3) = 13]
[1d20+3 = (10+3) = 13]
>>173853
>One has a gasmask along its edges.
Posey looks for any other remains of pony activity that could lead her to the artillery.
>One has a gasmask along its edges.
Posey looks for any other remains of pony activity that could lead her to the artillery.
>>173849
Posey decides to walk into one of the craters, to see if there's anything of note inside.
She enters the crater with the gas mask beside it.
Posey decides to walk into one of the craters, to see if there's anything of note inside.
She enters the crater with the gas mask beside it.
If Posey doesn't find anything after searching the entire clearing and visible structures/indents/objects, she moves on, moving to higher ground.
>>173855
Silver opens the door of the room, which is otherwise cracked slightly open. Looking inside, Silver can see that the curtains are completely closed on the few windows to reduce light as much as possible, and items are strewn out on the floor, including an open encyclopedia, another book, and a couple toys. In the bed are sleeping both Mala and Mint Marine. Mala is on his belly, turned diagonally on the bed stretching from the left edge with a rear paw stretched out over the end of the bed, his left foreleg underneath him, his right foreleg extending out from the side of the bed, and his muzzle slightly exceeding the side and extending out. Mint Marine is at the head of the bed, taking up the remaining one third. He is almost perpendicular to the direction of the bed, laying on his side with his head on a pillow that is propped against the head of the bed, and his belly touching Mala's head. His hind legs must be behind Mala, as is his tail.
Silver opens the door of the room, which is otherwise cracked slightly open. Looking inside, Silver can see that the curtains are completely closed on the few windows to reduce light as much as possible, and items are strewn out on the floor, including an open encyclopedia, another book, and a couple toys. In the bed are sleeping both Mala and Mint Marine. Mala is on his belly, turned diagonally on the bed stretching from the left edge with a rear paw stretched out over the end of the bed, his left foreleg underneath him, his right foreleg extending out from the side of the bed, and his muzzle slightly exceeding the side and extending out. Mint Marine is at the head of the bed, taking up the remaining one third. He is almost perpendicular to the direction of the bed, laying on his side with his head on a pillow that is propped against the head of the bed, and his belly touching Mala's head. His hind legs must be behind Mala, as is his tail.
>>173856
If by that you mean she searches for the actual artillery pieces, none are found here. If you mean signs of the activity of artillery - it's all around her.
>>173860
>>173859
The gas mask is partly in the water and covered in mud. The water itself has a discoloration and a gleam, as if tainted by gasoline - though surely most chemicals should have evaporated by now. Here, Posey sees again a blue glimmer in the air above the water, and hears that humming through the wind. Posey does not find Equine remains, nor weapons of any kind, though she's surely not the first to visit this side, nor has she uncovered the mud and soil.
If by that you mean she searches for the actual artillery pieces, none are found here. If you mean signs of the activity of artillery - it's all around her.
>>173860
>>173859
The gas mask is partly in the water and covered in mud. The water itself has a discoloration and a gleam, as if tainted by gasoline - though surely most chemicals should have evaporated by now. Here, Posey sees again a blue glimmer in the air above the water, and hears that humming through the wind. Posey does not find Equine remains, nor weapons of any kind, though she's surely not the first to visit this side, nor has she uncovered the mud and soil.
>>173864
D'awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!
Well, Silver doesn't want to disturb the two while they appear to be sleeping so soundly. He quietly closes the door and goes downstairs, both to head to the kitchen and to check on the last two members of the household, White Orchid and Paper Clipping.
D'awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!
Well, Silver doesn't want to disturb the two while they appear to be sleeping so soundly. He quietly closes the door and goes downstairs, both to head to the kitchen and to check on the last two members of the household, White Orchid and Paper Clipping.
>>173865
>If you mean signs of the activity of artillery - it's all around her.
She searches for signs of artillery that could lead her to a new location that might have the pieces, based on the pattern or direction of the shots.
>nor has she uncovered the mud and soil
Posey uncovers some of the mud with her shovel, to check for anything of note.
>>173866
Posey checks the house and searches it for anything that could lead her to the direction of the artillery.
If the house is partly collapsed, would the collapsed side be the angle that the round was fired from? If so, Posey sets out in that direction.
>If you mean signs of the activity of artillery - it's all around her.
She searches for signs of artillery that could lead her to a new location that might have the pieces, based on the pattern or direction of the shots.
>nor has she uncovered the mud and soil
Posey uncovers some of the mud with her shovel, to check for anything of note.
>>173866
Posey checks the house and searches it for anything that could lead her to the direction of the artillery.
If the house is partly collapsed, would the collapsed side be the angle that the round was fired from? If so, Posey sets out in that direction.
>>173867
Mala’s head should be up against the edge of Mint Marine’s chest, actually. Ming Marine’s left foreleg must be folded up and between him and Mala, while the right is either also folded, or over top of Mala. Mala has his blanket over him, which also covers at least Mint Marine’s hind legs. Silver would likely want to be very careful when closing the door and walking away, to avoid waking Mala.
Going downstairs, Silver can see that the whole of the downstairs is illuminated by natural sunlight. He finds Paper Clipping sleeping on that same couch he’s usually on when Silver is around. Paper Clipping is lying on his back, with his head against the armrest, and his hind legs exceeding the opposite armrest, hanging slightly over the armrest. He has a pillow over his face, specifically over his eyes. His muzzle, however, is exposed, slightly open with his tongue hanging on the side. His breathing is a little loud, but not snoring. He has a blanket over his neck up to his muzzle, and over his chest. His injuries and bandages are thus covered. His lower belly and flanks, and everything else, however, is completely uncovered, though perhaps Silver thinks it should be.
Silver sees a folded blanket over near a loveseat and a chair, but no White Orchid.
Mala’s head should be up against the edge of Mint Marine’s chest, actually. Ming Marine’s left foreleg must be folded up and between him and Mala, while the right is either also folded, or over top of Mala. Mala has his blanket over him, which also covers at least Mint Marine’s hind legs. Silver would likely want to be very careful when closing the door and walking away, to avoid waking Mala.
Going downstairs, Silver can see that the whole of the downstairs is illuminated by natural sunlight. He finds Paper Clipping sleeping on that same couch he’s usually on when Silver is around. Paper Clipping is lying on his back, with his head against the armrest, and his hind legs exceeding the opposite armrest, hanging slightly over the armrest. He has a pillow over his face, specifically over his eyes. His muzzle, however, is exposed, slightly open with his tongue hanging on the side. His breathing is a little loud, but not snoring. He has a blanket over his neck up to his muzzle, and over his chest. His injuries and bandages are thus covered. His lower belly and flanks, and everything else, however, is completely uncovered, though perhaps Silver thinks it should be.
Silver sees a folded blanket over near a loveseat and a chair, but no White Orchid.
>>173869
No White Orchid? Hmm...worrisome. Surely if something had happened Clip would have been woken up, but still...
Silver looks around for the missing colt, hoping he's somewhere still in the house, or perhaps out in the backyard.
No White Orchid? Hmm...worrisome. Surely if something had happened Clip would have been woken up, but still...
Silver looks around for the missing colt, hoping he's somewhere still in the house, or perhaps out in the backyard.
>>173870
Paper Clipping’s horn is across the armrest, and his tail spread over the opposite armrest.
Silver does *not* see White Orchid in the living room, the dining room, the kitchen, or the bathroom, nor is he visible on the porch.
Paper Clipping’s horn is across the armrest, and his tail spread over the opposite armrest.
Silver does *not* see White Orchid in the living room, the dining room, the kitchen, or the bathroom, nor is he visible on the porch.
>>173868
I can only assume this warrants a survival check.
Posey uses the shade of the building for stress support.
And also
[1d8+2 = (5+2) = 7]
Some bloodletting, for extra clarity.
Survival
[1d20+5 = (3+5) = 8]
I can only assume this warrants a survival check.
Posey uses the shade of the building for stress support.
And also
[1d8+2 = (5+2) = 7]
Some bloodletting, for extra clarity.
Survival
[1d20+5 = (3+5) = 8]
>>173877
Whew! Panic attack averted! Silver trots out towards the colt, calling out to him, "Mind if I join you?"
Whew! Panic attack averted! Silver trots out towards the colt, calling out to him, "Mind if I join you?"
>>173878
“Huh?” He turns his head back.
“Oh. Uh. Sure!” And after a pause “I was just… watching the water. After walking around a bit.”
“Huh?” He turns his head back.
“Oh. Uh. Sure!” And after a pause “I was just… watching the water. After walking around a bit.”
>>173877
>Yes. Roll int.
[1d20+3 = (20+3) = 23]
>Which mud does she uncover, exactly?
The mud at the bottom of the pit, the one with the gas mask near it.
>Yes. Roll int.
[1d20+3 = (20+3) = 23]
>Which mud does she uncover, exactly?
The mud at the bottom of the pit, the one with the gas mask near it.
>>173879
"Heh, sounds like ton of fun," he says sarcastically, before sitting down with the colt. "See anything interesting so far?"
"Heh, sounds like ton of fun," he says sarcastically, before sitting down with the colt. "See anything interesting so far?"
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>>173880
Parts of shell fragments, and a bag. The back has a New Mareland flag on it, and inside, has medical tools.
Posey is able to piece together the scene now based upon the poles, the level ground, plastic bags filled with plasma, the craters, the truck, and the general surroundings. This site was the location of a mobile army surgical hospital set up by New Mareland forces, being next to a road. At some point it was shelled by Equestrian artillery, evacuated, with the evacuation having… mixed results, with most of the equipment being removed, but tents and poles being left behind, and one truck clearly completely destroyed. Some of the craters belong to lighter artillery, evidently 18 pounders, but several belong to larger 35 pounder guns. Now, unlike New Mareland forces, who use artillery as their primary weapon in most attacks and will shell anything that disagrees with them, Equestrian forces employed fewer guns, especially in the Eastern Front and especially in the south, and tended to use them either in important parts of the battle or on important targets. Now, while the lighter artillery could be used in any general attack, the heavy artillery was almost certainly saved for an important target, like a battery, or an intelligence headquarters. It is unlikely that they intentionally shelled a hospital with heavy shells, as doing so exposes their heavy artillery to counter-battery fire. So the question for Posey is: why would they think this was the site of either a headquarters or a battery? There is a third type of crater there, belonging to 60 mm mortars. These could be either Equestrian or New Mareland, and likely came at a later time in the battle than the heavy fire, when this became a front line to an Equrstrian counter attack, rather than in the rear.The equestrian guns must have been miles away, but that isn’t what she is looking for. She’s looking for the New Mareland battery, and wherever the guns were taken.
Parts of shell fragments, and a bag. The back has a New Mareland flag on it, and inside, has medical tools.
Posey is able to piece together the scene now based upon the poles, the level ground, plastic bags filled with plasma, the craters, the truck, and the general surroundings. This site was the location of a mobile army surgical hospital set up by New Mareland forces, being next to a road. At some point it was shelled by Equestrian artillery, evacuated, with the evacuation having… mixed results, with most of the equipment being removed, but tents and poles being left behind, and one truck clearly completely destroyed. Some of the craters belong to lighter artillery, evidently 18 pounders, but several belong to larger 35 pounder guns. Now, unlike New Mareland forces, who use artillery as their primary weapon in most attacks and will shell anything that disagrees with them, Equestrian forces employed fewer guns, especially in the Eastern Front and especially in the south, and tended to use them either in important parts of the battle or on important targets. Now, while the lighter artillery could be used in any general attack, the heavy artillery was almost certainly saved for an important target, like a battery, or an intelligence headquarters. It is unlikely that they intentionally shelled a hospital with heavy shells, as doing so exposes their heavy artillery to counter-battery fire. So the question for Posey is: why would they think this was the site of either a headquarters or a battery? There is a third type of crater there, belonging to 60 mm mortars. These could be either Equestrian or New Mareland, and likely came at a later time in the battle than the heavy fire, when this became a front line to an Equrstrian counter attack, rather than in the rear.The equestrian guns must have been miles away, but that isn’t what she is looking for. She’s looking for the New Mareland battery, and wherever the guns were taken.
>>173881
White Orchid frowns, but then says,
“Well, two freighters have come in to the harbor so far. One has left. I also saw some sort of sea creature. I don’t really know what it was. Mint would know. I don’t know.”
White Orchid frowns, but then says,
“Well, two freighters have come in to the harbor so far. One has left. I also saw some sort of sea creature. I don’t really know what it was. Mint would know. I don’t know.”
>>173883
>She’s looking for the New Mareland battery, and wherever the guns were taken.
Is she able to discern what direction the guns were fired from? She would like to travel towards the place from where New Mareland set up its artillery line, to find any artillery devices that might've been abandoned there.
>She’s looking for the New Mareland battery, and wherever the guns were taken.
Is she able to discern what direction the guns were fired from? She would like to travel towards the place from where New Mareland set up its artillery line, to find any artillery devices that might've been abandoned there.
>>173883
"Close, so close... A little further, Posey, and you'll be out of the sun." Posey says to herself, trying to ignore the obnoxious white light in the sky as she scours the ground for any signs to tell which direction her charge is.
Surely, my nat 20 ability check enables her to find her way to the artillery itself, right?
"Close, so close... A little further, Posey, and you'll be out of the sun." Posey says to herself, trying to ignore the obnoxious white light in the sky as she scours the ground for any signs to tell which direction her charge is.
Surely, my nat 20 ability check enables her to find her way to the artillery itself, right?
>>173886
||There’s one more tiny piece that hopefully you’ve already put together.||
Actually… the sun isn’t so bad. Posey doesn’t mind the light so much now.
||There’s one more tiny piece that hopefully you’ve already put together.||
Actually… the sun isn’t so bad. Posey doesn’t mind the light so much now.
>>173884
"It does sound like this is more Mint's bag. I get feeling you like camping, from what I bought for you on our first day of me taking you out. What else do you like?"
"It does sound like this is more Mint's bag. I get feeling you like camping, from what I bought for you on our first day of me taking you out. What else do you like?"
>>173887
>here’s one more tiny piece that hopefully you’ve already put together.
Now I'm feeling stupid...
>here’s one more tiny piece that hopefully you’ve already put together.
Now I'm feeling stupid...
>>173887
Is there anything in the truck? The building?
I'm sorry, I'm drawing blanks. I've been on this quest for more than a month, and it's difficult to keep track of all of the clues over time.
>So the question for Posey is: why would they think this was the site of either a headquarters or a battery?
She can only presume something tipped them off, perhaps with machinery moving through the area.
Being from the Dread League, Posey isn't necessarily proficient in modern warfare lore.
I'm going to make another Int check to see if she would know the answer to this question.
[1d20+3 = (18+3) = 21]
Is there anything in the truck? The building?
I'm sorry, I'm drawing blanks. I've been on this quest for more than a month, and it's difficult to keep track of all of the clues over time.
>So the question for Posey is: why would they think this was the site of either a headquarters or a battery?
She can only presume something tipped them off, perhaps with machinery moving through the area.
Being from the Dread League, Posey isn't necessarily proficient in modern warfare lore.
I'm going to make another Int check to see if she would know the answer to this question.
[1d20+3 = (18+3) = 21]
>>173891
Posey doesn’t know a whole hell of a lot about artillery pieces. But she does know that they are big, they are heavy, they have to be pulled either by teams of ponies or trucks, and they have wheels that put pressure on the ground. They are, quite simply, not suited for a swamp. The only way they came through is on a proper road, or at least, through clearings and solid ground. Posey knows that the area she is at is accessible by truck, given the presence of the burnt-out truck. She knows the Equestrians must have thought the artillery was close, either thinking this was it, or it was the headquarters it was being directed from. Thus: follow the road. It’ll take her there.
>>173888
He looks up at Silver
“Well… I’d like it if there were a beach. With sand. Not just rocks. I like ships. I like walking around. Um…”
Posey doesn’t know a whole hell of a lot about artillery pieces. But she does know that they are big, they are heavy, they have to be pulled either by teams of ponies or trucks, and they have wheels that put pressure on the ground. They are, quite simply, not suited for a swamp. The only way they came through is on a proper road, or at least, through clearings and solid ground. Posey knows that the area she is at is accessible by truck, given the presence of the burnt-out truck. She knows the Equestrians must have thought the artillery was close, either thinking this was it, or it was the headquarters it was being directed from. Thus: follow the road. It’ll take her there.
>>173888
He looks up at Silver
“Well… I’d like it if there were a beach. With sand. Not just rocks. I like ships. I like walking around. Um…”
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>>173892
Silver smiles at the colt.
"I will have to figure out way to take you to beach. Maybe take household out on trip to Meridiennes, or Puerto Caballo. There has got to be sandy beaches there to trot along there, and public docks where we can rent ship to go sailing in."
Silver smiles at the colt.
"I will have to figure out way to take you to beach. Maybe take household out on trip to Meridiennes, or Puerto Caballo. There has got to be sandy beaches there to trot along there, and public docks where we can rent ship to go sailing in."
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>>173895
Silver nods, continuing to smile. It's good he has a colt like White Orchid around to remind him of how adorable young ponies can be.
"Of course, if that is what you want! We could make entire day of it if you wished."
Silver nods, continuing to smile. It's good he has a colt like White Orchid around to remind him of how adorable young ponies can be.
"Of course, if that is what you want! We could make entire day of it if you wished."
>>173896
"I would like to go sailing! I could raise the sail, and steer the rudder, and... stand... well I don't really know much about sailing. But I'd like to find out!" White Orchid says excitedly
"I would like to go sailing! I could raise the sail, and steer the rudder, and... stand... well I don't really know much about sailing. But I'd like to find out!" White Orchid says excitedly
>>173901
Before Posey can leave the ruins of the house, the hum becomes louder, until it sounds like a pony humming a song right next to her. The blue glimmer in the air becomes wider, turning into waves of blue and white, until it takes a definitive shape - that of a pony with a helmet and a saddle bag, looking at Posey, until it becomes a full, translucent equine figure standing in front of her
Before Posey can leave the ruins of the house, the hum becomes louder, until it sounds like a pony humming a song right next to her. The blue glimmer in the air becomes wider, turning into waves of blue and white, until it takes a definitive shape - that of a pony with a helmet and a saddle bag, looking at Posey, until it becomes a full, translucent equine figure standing in front of her
>>173902
>an apparition
Posey is taken aback, although she seems more concerned about her appearance, having just waded through the swamp and not expecting to meet anypony
"Oh.. H-Hello there." Posey says, hastily adjusting her mane
She gives a bow of her head
"I am Rosey Ring, Sorceress in training. Might I ask your name? If you remember, that is."
>an apparition
Posey is taken aback, although she seems more concerned about her appearance, having just waded through the swamp and not expecting to meet anypony
"Oh.. H-Hello there." Posey says, hastily adjusting her mane
She gives a bow of her head
"I am Rosey Ring, Sorceress in training. Might I ask your name? If you remember, that is."
>>173905
>173905
>ghost
Oh, powerful. Must have something anchoring him to the plane
>Why are you here?
"I am on a mission, for my masters, to examine the remains of this battlefield to learn of the weapons that were used in this battle, particularly the dual action shock absorber from a New Mareland 25 pounder." She says, levitating a wrench
She looks around
"And from the looks of it, there was quite the bombardment."
She puts on a bit of a casual tone
"Might I ask you, Carried Pack, what is your reason for haunting this plane? Could it be that you wish to join the undying legion? Or is it that you have some unfinished business left here? From the look of it, your passing was quite abrupt."
>173905
>ghost
Oh, powerful. Must have something anchoring him to the plane
>Why are you here?
"I am on a mission, for my masters, to examine the remains of this battlefield to learn of the weapons that were used in this battle, particularly the dual action shock absorber from a New Mareland 25 pounder." She says, levitating a wrench
She looks around
"And from the looks of it, there was quite the bombardment."
She puts on a bit of a casual tone
"Might I ask you, Carried Pack, what is your reason for haunting this plane? Could it be that you wish to join the undying legion? Or is it that you have some unfinished business left here? From the look of it, your passing was quite abrupt."
>>173908
"It is [insert current year here]."
"My masters are across the sea. The Dread League, masters of the unliving."
>I need to get home...
She puts on a bit of a sympathetic expression
"I can tell that you're confused. It's understandable, given your predicament. I'll make it clear for you: you are dead. You died some time ago, likely in this battle here. You're anchored to this plane, for one reason or another. Perhaps you might be able to return to where you lived, but there's little left for you in the world of the living."
Btw, is unicorn telekinesis a force effect? Can I use it to touch ghosts?
"It is [insert current year here]."
"My masters are across the sea. The Dread League, masters of the unliving."
>I need to get home...
She puts on a bit of a sympathetic expression
"I can tell that you're confused. It's understandable, given your predicament. I'll make it clear for you: you are dead. You died some time ago, likely in this battle here. You're anchored to this plane, for one reason or another. Perhaps you might be able to return to where you lived, but there's little left for you in the world of the living."
Btw, is unicorn telekinesis a force effect? Can I use it to touch ghosts?
>>173909
"No... I need to get home..."
I'm tentatively going to say that it's like a hoof, and will touch the ghost the same as a hoof would
"No... I need to get home..."
I'm tentatively going to say that it's like a hoof, and will touch the ghost the same as a hoof would
>>173912
Posey peers at the ghost, intrigued
"So, what's to stop you from going there now? Do you know the way there? Are you stuck, or just confused? Can you leave on your own power?
Is that close, btw?
Posey peers at the ghost, intrigued
"So, what's to stop you from going there now? Do you know the way there? Are you stuck, or just confused? Can you leave on your own power?
Is that close, btw?
>>173914
"Say, do you have any objects of yours here? Something that identifies you, such as a dog-tag, or a piece of uniform? Anything that might anchor you to this place. Perhaps if it were mailed to your home, then maybe your spirit would follow it."
"Say, do you have any objects of yours here? Something that identifies you, such as a dog-tag, or a piece of uniform? Anything that might anchor you to this place. Perhaps if it were mailed to your home, then maybe your spirit would follow it."
>>173918
>173916
>"But I am not alone."
"Oh, you aren't? Do you have friends here?"
>knife
Posey levitates it
"Hmmm, should be easy enough to mail. Do you remember your home address?"
As glad as I am to chat with the ghost, I am really tired and have to sleep. Maybe the dead soldiers can speak to Posey tomorrow, since it's memorial day.
>173916
>"But I am not alone."
"Oh, you aren't? Do you have friends here?"
>knife
Posey levitates it
"Hmmm, should be easy enough to mail. Do you remember your home address?"
As glad as I am to chat with the ghost, I am really tired and have to sleep. Maybe the dead soldiers can speak to Posey tomorrow, since it's memorial day.
>>173900
"We can learn together! I am certain you would be natural." Silver wonders if White Orchid is at all aware how adorable he is.
"We will do it soon, I promise you, but there is one thing I need to do first. I imagine you would enjoy having your own room?"
"We can learn together! I am certain you would be natural." Silver wonders if White Orchid is at all aware how adorable he is.
"We will do it soon, I promise you, but there is one thing I need to do first. I imagine you would enjoy having your own room?"
>>173925
>>173919
Posey takes the knife and slowly walks down the road, talking with the ghost as she goes.
>hurr durr why are you helping ghosts when ur evil?
Because this is an experience that would help Posey train herself as a spiritualist to expand her personal powers, and might mean a second or third level up at the end of this quest.
>>173919
Posey takes the knife and slowly walks down the road, talking with the ghost as she goes.
>hurr durr why are you helping ghosts when ur evil?
Because this is an experience that would help Posey train herself as a spiritualist to expand her personal powers, and might mean a second or third level up at the end of this quest.
>>173929
>others
"Well, where are they now?" Posey says, looking around
"You can come out now." she calls into the ether "No point in hiding, we're all dead here."
>others
"Well, where are they now?" Posey says, looking around
"You can come out now." she calls into the ether "No point in hiding, we're all dead here."
>>173933
>>173930
One pops up from that same crater Posey was examining earlier, peaking out and slowly walking forward, as if his hooves still mattered. One materializes from blue light from a laying position a couple feet off the ground in the clearing. One seems to hop out of the ruined truck. All four are ponies and male. It seems there is one of each type, including a bat winged pony, though she'd need a closer examination to say for sure. They slowly approach Posey
>>173930
One pops up from that same crater Posey was examining earlier, peaking out and slowly walking forward, as if his hooves still mattered. One materializes from blue light from a laying position a couple feet off the ground in the clearing. One seems to hop out of the ruined truck. All four are ponies and male. It seems there is one of each type, including a bat winged pony, though she'd need a closer examination to say for sure. They slowly approach Posey
>>173922
White Orchid smiles widely and his tag wags intensely
"I'd like my own room! I haven't had one in... in years!"
>>173854
"You're... you're welcome" the mare responds, again with that signature pony smile
Kira returns and finds that the water is fairly effective in shaping the bread. It doesn't taste as good as before, but Kira can balll it, and she can swallow it.
White Orchid smiles widely and his tag wags intensely
"I'd like my own room! I haven't had one in... in years!"
>>173854
"You're... you're welcome" the mare responds, again with that signature pony smile
Kira returns and finds that the water is fairly effective in shaping the bread. It doesn't taste as good as before, but Kira can balll it, and she can swallow it.
>>173935
Damn, Silver knew he was an orphan, but he didn't know he had been one for that long. This colt desperately needs his own room, Silver couldn't imagine growing up and going through his body's changes without a bit of privacy.
"Well that is next thing on my agenda. I am going to look for mission to get enough Bits to expand our house, maybe add bedrooms to underneath area, enough for you, Mint, and Clip. Then while our house is being worked on to add those new rooms, we can all go to Puerto Caballo or somewhere like it for vacation."
Damn, Silver knew he was an orphan, but he didn't know he had been one for that long. This colt desperately needs his own room, Silver couldn't imagine growing up and going through his body's changes without a bit of privacy.
"Well that is next thing on my agenda. I am going to look for mission to get enough Bits to expand our house, maybe add bedrooms to underneath area, enough for you, Mint, and Clip. Then while our house is being worked on to add those new rooms, we can all go to Puerto Caballo or somewhere like it for vacation."
>>173935
She didn't much care for the taste of the bread anyhow, finding it to be a bit bland for her, like the rice. At least now Kira can properly eat her bread, and with it finished she's done with her meal.
She didn't much care for the taste of the bread anyhow, finding it to be a bit bland for her, like the rice. At least now Kira can properly eat her bread, and with it finished she's done with her meal.
>>173938
>>173942
Well which is it? Does she engage, or walk away?
>>173941
Neela seems uninterested in getting in the way of Kira and what she is eating
>>173937
Neela eats more slowly, and looks over at Kira as Kira struggles with the act of chewing. She gets up and follows Kira when Kira moves to go inside, taking the bag with her. When Kira is done, however, Neela still has food, especially bread, in the bag.
>>173936
White Orchid jumps up in place
"I can have my own room? And what is this 'Puerto Caballo'?"
>>173942
Well which is it? Does she engage, or walk away?
>>173941
Neela seems uninterested in getting in the way of Kira and what she is eating
>>173937
Neela eats more slowly, and looks over at Kira as Kira struggles with the act of chewing. She gets up and follows Kira when Kira moves to go inside, taking the bag with her. When Kira is done, however, Neela still has food, especially bread, in the bag.
>>173936
White Orchid jumps up in place
"I can have my own room? And what is this 'Puerto Caballo'?"
>>173943
>Does she engage, or walk away?
She's coaxing them to follow her, so that she can get more information out of them. Also, because she has no way of knowing how powerful these ghosts are, so she has to be careful before fighting them. She's banking on the idea that ghosts tend to be lonely types who are eager to either find somepony who will help them resolve their unfinished business, or relentlessly hound them with their with their stories.
>Does she engage, or walk away?
She's coaxing them to follow her, so that she can get more information out of them. Also, because she has no way of knowing how powerful these ghosts are, so she has to be careful before fighting them. She's banking on the idea that ghosts tend to be lonely types who are eager to either find somepony who will help them resolve their unfinished business, or relentlessly hound them with their with their stories.
>>173943
>>173934
I would like to make some Sense Motive checks (Assess Opponent), opposed by their Bluff checks, to assess the power (CR) of these ghosts, relatively to my HD (3).
I know for a fact that they must be a minimum CR of 2 (assuming lvl 1 nonelite warriors), and likely CR 3 or higher (assuming lvl 1 elite PC classed characters, or lvl 2 nonelite warriors), so I can discount any result that would say Pushover, so I'll know if these guys are Easy (CR 2), a Fair Fight (CR 3 each), a Tough challenge (CR 4-6), or a Dire Threat (CR 7+)
https://www.realmshelps.net/charbuild/skills/sense_motive.shtml
Posey does this because she is sizing them up to check if she can command them (CR being equal to class lvl for PC classed characters, or lvl -1 for NPC class; which gives her a sense of HD), thereby extrapolating their HD. Luckily, Ghosts are one of those class-leveled undead who's CR scale very quickly with HD.
I know this is metagaming, but this is the sort of thing that Posey would be an expert in and would be careful to observe before she makes her next move.
Check for the first one (the one who first spoke to Posey)
[1d20+3 = (1+3) = 4]
And the others (in order that they appeared in)
[1d20+3 = (11+3) = 14]
[1d20+3 = (1+3) = 4]
[1d20+3 = (17+3) = 20]
>A successful assessment reveals that your foe belongs in one of two adjacent categories (for example, "Easy" or "A fair fight"). If your Sense Motive check result exceeds the opposed Bluff check result by 10 or more, you can narrow the result down to a single category.
>By contrast, if the target's Bluff check result equals or slightly exceeds your Sense Motive check result, you gain no useful information. If the target's Bluff check result exceeds your Sense Motive check result by 5 or more, you may (at the DM's option) gain a false impression, believing your opponent to be much stronger or weaker than he really is (equal chance of either). If the target's Bluff check result exceeds your Sense Motive check result by 10 or more, your assessment is off by at least two categories (for example, a dire threat might be assessed as a fair fight).
>>173934
I would like to make some Sense Motive checks (Assess Opponent), opposed by their Bluff checks, to assess the power (CR) of these ghosts, relatively to my HD (3).
I know for a fact that they must be a minimum CR of 2 (assuming lvl 1 nonelite warriors), and likely CR 3 or higher (assuming lvl 1 elite PC classed characters, or lvl 2 nonelite warriors), so I can discount any result that would say Pushover, so I'll know if these guys are Easy (CR 2), a Fair Fight (CR 3 each), a Tough challenge (CR 4-6), or a Dire Threat (CR 7+)
https://www.realmshelps.net/charbuild/skills/sense_motive.shtml
Posey does this because she is sizing them up to check if she can command them (CR being equal to class lvl for PC classed characters, or lvl -1 for NPC class; which gives her a sense of HD), thereby extrapolating their HD. Luckily, Ghosts are one of those class-leveled undead who's CR scale very quickly with HD.
I know this is metagaming, but this is the sort of thing that Posey would be an expert in and would be careful to observe before she makes her next move.
Check for the first one (the one who first spoke to Posey)
[1d20+3 = (1+3) = 4]
And the others (in order that they appeared in)
[1d20+3 = (11+3) = 14]
[1d20+3 = (1+3) = 4]
[1d20+3 = (17+3) = 20]
>A successful assessment reveals that your foe belongs in one of two adjacent categories (for example, "Easy" or "A fair fight"). If your Sense Motive check result exceeds the opposed Bluff check result by 10 or more, you can narrow the result down to a single category.
>By contrast, if the target's Bluff check result equals or slightly exceeds your Sense Motive check result, you gain no useful information. If the target's Bluff check result exceeds your Sense Motive check result by 5 or more, you may (at the DM's option) gain a false impression, believing your opponent to be much stronger or weaker than he really is (equal chance of either). If the target's Bluff check result exceeds your Sense Motive check result by 10 or more, your assessment is off by at least two categories (for example, a dire threat might be assessed as a fair fight).
>>173946
Btw, GM, if this is too complicated to bother with right now, feel free to ignore this post entirely.
Btw, GM, if this is too complicated to bother with right now, feel free to ignore this post entirely.
>>173943
Silver nods.
"That you can, all by yourself to do what you want with and decorate as you please. Puerto Caballo is big island south of Equestria. It is supposed to be warm, tropical island of sandy beaches and friendly faces. It sounds like good vacation destination, yes?"
Silver nods.
"That you can, all by yourself to do what you want with and decorate as you please. Puerto Caballo is big island south of Equestria. It is supposed to be warm, tropical island of sandy beaches and friendly faces. It sounds like good vacation destination, yes?"
>>173945
The approach:
Bat pony, from the field
"Who are you?"
Unicorn, from the crater
"That flower is dangerous! Get away from it!"
Pegasus, from the truck
"Who sent you here?"
The earth pony Posey has been talking to, from the house
"Why do you leave?"
>>173946
One is reasonably dangerous and is easy for Posey to defeat if faced alone (but very likely to kill her if, for example, she simultaneously had to face 3 others) one is much the same, though a bit stronger... except not a combat type, one is an extreme push over, and one is extremely dangerous.
>>173944
>>173944
"Yes." She says, opening her mouth as if she is going to say more, but then stopping herself
"I saved some for later." She stands up, and looks back to Kira
"I didn't think you'd try to eat anything here"
>>173949
"I went to a beach when I was much younger... much younger. I was with my father, my mother too. I remember the sun being hot, blinding my eyes. The sand sticking to my fur and my mom told me to wash it off, and then more got stuck to me. I found a starfish. My dad told me to throw it back, and I did. And I built a sand castle! ... it wasn't very good. That was a long time ago. I don't remember much else."
The approach:
Bat pony, from the field
"Who are you?"
Unicorn, from the crater
"That flower is dangerous! Get away from it!"
Pegasus, from the truck
"Who sent you here?"
The earth pony Posey has been talking to, from the house
"Why do you leave?"
>>173946
One is reasonably dangerous and is easy for Posey to defeat if faced alone (but very likely to kill her if, for example, she simultaneously had to face 3 others) one is much the same, though a bit stronger... except not a combat type, one is an extreme push over, and one is extremely dangerous.
>>173944
>>173944
"Yes." She says, opening her mouth as if she is going to say more, but then stopping herself
"I saved some for later." She stands up, and looks back to Kira
"I didn't think you'd try to eat anything here"
>>173949
"I went to a beach when I was much younger... much younger. I was with my father, my mother too. I remember the sun being hot, blinding my eyes. The sand sticking to my fur and my mom told me to wash it off, and then more got stuck to me. I found a starfish. My dad told me to throw it back, and I did. And I built a sand castle! ... it wasn't very good. That was a long time ago. I don't remember much else."
>>173950
>"Who are you?"
Oh, I thought they were listening on the prior conversation.
Posey introduces herself again, with a whirl of her cape
"I am Rosey Ring, the Undying Sorceress. Trainee spiritualist, Blackweave Warmagus, Dread Commando, and Aspiring Necromancer." She says, with her chest puffed striking a pose
>"Who sent you here?"
"My masters in The Dread League across the sea sent me sent me here to collect information and samples on the artillery used in warfare here."
>"That flower is dangerous! Get away from it!"
"Oh, these?" Posey says, taking off the flowers and levitating them
"I thought they'd make a nice gift for my little Gloomy at home."
>"Why do you leave?"
"I am on a mission to investigate the artillery down the road. I'm hoping to get it done quickly, so I can get back home to my little colt."
"Would you care to join me for a stroll? We could talk about ourselves on the way there."
>"Who are you?"
Oh, I thought they were listening on the prior conversation.
Posey introduces herself again, with a whirl of her cape
"I am Rosey Ring, the Undying Sorceress. Trainee spiritualist, Blackweave Warmagus, Dread Commando, and Aspiring Necromancer." She says, with her chest puffed striking a pose
>"Who sent you here?"
"My masters in The Dread League across the sea sent me sent me here to collect information and samples on the artillery used in warfare here."
>"That flower is dangerous! Get away from it!"
"Oh, these?" Posey says, taking off the flowers and levitating them
"I thought they'd make a nice gift for my little Gloomy at home."
>"Why do you leave?"
"I am on a mission to investigate the artillery down the road. I'm hoping to get it done quickly, so I can get back home to my little colt."
"Would you care to join me for a stroll? We could talk about ourselves on the way there."
I am going to make a Religion check to see just how much Posey knows about ghosts, their threatening abilities, and how to handle them.
I've played ghosts before, so I know most of their abilities, but Posey is only lvl 3, so I can't assume that she knows.
[1d20+9 = (8+9) = 17]
I've played ghosts before, so I know most of their abilities, but Posey is only lvl 3, so I can't assume that she knows.
[1d20+9 = (8+9) = 17]
>>173951
"Must you leave?"
"Those flowers should not be near foals!"
"Those guns belong to New Mareland!"
"I cannot follow far"
"Must you leave?"
"Those flowers should not be near foals!"
"Those guns belong to New Mareland!"
"I cannot follow far"
>>173953
>Must you leave?
"I must finish my mission. I will be coming back the same way though."
>flowers
"Hmm, too bad then." Posey says, levitating a flower above her hoof and withering it with the negative energy of her charnel touch
>Those guns
"Well, technically I'm looking for a shock absorber, not the gun itself..."
She puts on a bit of a cutesy face
"You wouldn't mind if I took just one, would you? Pretty please? They've been sitting out here to rust for years."
>"I cannot follow far"
"Oh dear, an anchorite. How unfortunate. Is it that you can't stray far from the building, or something inside?"
>Must you leave?
"I must finish my mission. I will be coming back the same way though."
>flowers
"Hmm, too bad then." Posey says, levitating a flower above her hoof and withering it with the negative energy of her charnel touch
>Those guns
"Well, technically I'm looking for a shock absorber, not the gun itself..."
She puts on a bit of a cutesy face
"You wouldn't mind if I took just one, would you? Pretty please? They've been sitting out here to rust for years."
>"I cannot follow far"
"Oh dear, an anchorite. How unfortunate. Is it that you can't stray far from the building, or something inside?"
>>173954
"Must it always be 'missions'?"
"How do you do that? That is not normal magic"
"These are weapons to kill Monarchists and Griffins. Not to sell for scrap."
"The knife"
"Must it always be 'missions'?"
"How do you do that? That is not normal magic"
"These are weapons to kill Monarchists and Griffins. Not to sell for scrap."
"The knife"
>>173950
"Would you like to make some new memories of building sand castles and trotting along beach?"
"Would you like to make some new memories of building sand castles and trotting along beach?"
>>173950
"Well, I was hungry, and I'm in a new place. I thought I'd try the local cuisine."
Kira smiles at her, and flicks her tongue.
"Well, I was hungry, and I'm in a new place. I thought I'd try the local cuisine."
Kira smiles at her, and flicks her tongue.
>>173956
"Yes! Maybe not so much the blinding. And the clinging sand. I want to build sand castles. I wish we had a beach here."
>>173957
Neela seems to smile back, actually closing her lips to do so.
"Well it's not really 'local'. It's from Maregypt here. But I understand. Was that... your... first time to eat something like that?"
"Yes! Maybe not so much the blinding. And the clinging sand. I want to build sand castles. I wish we had a beach here."
>>173957
Neela seems to smile back, actually closing her lips to do so.
"Well it's not really 'local'. It's from Maregypt here. But I understand. Was that... your... first time to eat something like that?"
>>173958
"Well...I've had potatoes, and recently bananas, but no, never anything cooked like that. That was a very novel experience! Have you ever had anything like that before?"
"Well...I've had potatoes, and recently bananas, but no, never anything cooked like that. That was a very novel experience! Have you ever had anything like that before?"
>>173958
"Me too. I guess we are still just barely too far north for sandy beaches. It is kind of sad. Too far south for snow, too far north for sand." He plays a bit with some of his fluffy winter coat on his chest. "I almost wish it would snow little bit."
"Me too. I guess we are still just barely too far north for sandy beaches. It is kind of sad. Too far south for snow, too far north for sand." He plays a bit with some of his fluffy winter coat on his chest. "I almost wish it would snow little bit."
Sorry, something came up.
>>173955
>missions
"Until my powers exceed those of my creator (which means being lvl ~6-8), I must carry out their will." Posey says, wistfully
"Dead, but still not free. You could say we're not so different, you and I."
>That is not normal magic
"Oh, this? It's basically blackweave magic, commonplace where I come from. I've practiced it well enough to conduit it effortlessly, even though my horn is out of power."
She poofs her mane
"I wanted to keep a strong connection to the gray, because it helps me stay pretty."
>to kill Monarchists and Griffins. Not to sell for scrap
"Well, that's precisely what we're fighting over at the Arcturian front. Griffons and Solarists are ever so tenacious." She says
"And it's not to sell, but to analyze."
>The knife
Posey levitates the knife again
"Would you join me for a stroll if I brought this with me?"
>>173955
>missions
"Until my powers exceed those of my creator (which means being lvl ~6-8), I must carry out their will." Posey says, wistfully
"Dead, but still not free. You could say we're not so different, you and I."
>That is not normal magic
"Oh, this? It's basically blackweave magic, commonplace where I come from. I've practiced it well enough to conduit it effortlessly, even though my horn is out of power."
She poofs her mane
"I wanted to keep a strong connection to the gray, because it helps me stay pretty."
>to kill Monarchists and Griffins. Not to sell for scrap
"Well, that's precisely what we're fighting over at the Arcturian front. Griffons and Solarists are ever so tenacious." She says
"And it's not to sell, but to analyze."
>The knife
Posey levitates the knife again
"Would you join me for a stroll if I brought this with me?"
>>173961
"How so?"
"THow do you know such magic?"
"Fuck the griffins and the solarists"
"Yes"
>>173959
"Well, I've had falafel before, and of course the pita bread. The pepper is new to me. Have you... had bread at all?"
>>173960
"I like snow" He says
"I've seen it... twice, I think? No, three times. When we went to Vanhoover. Near Vanhoover. I had an aunt there... I think. There was snow. It snowed here in Baltimare... two years ago, I think? Just after Hearthswarming. And then once in the mountains when I went there. I think."
"How so?"
"THow do you know such magic?"
"Fuck the griffins and the solarists"
"Yes"
>>173959
"Well, I've had falafel before, and of course the pita bread. The pepper is new to me. Have you... had bread at all?"
>>173960
"I like snow" He says
"I've seen it... twice, I think? No, three times. When we went to Vanhoover. Near Vanhoover. I had an aunt there... I think. There was snow. It snowed here in Baltimare... two years ago, I think? Just after Hearthswarming. And then once in the mountains when I went there. I think."
>>173962
>"How so?"
"Well, through practice, study, experience, and danger. I feel my powers grow whenever I am close to death, or in the throes of battle. Just earlier today I fought a five headed hydra all by myself (which would have been a hard fight for an entire party of Posey's level), underwater: I can feel my powers growing already."
(Posey is of the Nerrulite belief that "killing makes you stronger")
>How do you know such magic?
"I always had an attitude for it, but my masters in Magehold taught me how to channel it properly, or at least at the basic level."
>"Fuck the griffins and the solarists"
"Based."
>"Yes"
"Then come along." She says, slipping the knife in her satchel.
She looks to the rest
"Would you mind joining us?"
>"How so?"
"Well, through practice, study, experience, and danger. I feel my powers grow whenever I am close to death, or in the throes of battle. Just earlier today I fought a five headed hydra all by myself (which would have been a hard fight for an entire party of Posey's level), underwater: I can feel my powers growing already."
(Posey is of the Nerrulite belief that "killing makes you stronger")
>How do you know such magic?
"I always had an attitude for it, but my masters in Magehold taught me how to channel it properly, or at least at the basic level."
>"Fuck the griffins and the solarists"
"Based."
>"Yes"
"Then come along." She says, slipping the knife in her satchel.
She looks to the rest
"Would you mind joining us?"
>>173944
"Why do you say that I am dead? I just want to leave"
"I need to save others"
"I need to kill Monarchists"
"I need to get home"
"Why do you say that I am dead? I just want to leave"
"I need to save others"
"I need to kill Monarchists"
"I need to get home"
>>173962
"Where I was born it snowed every year, from late autumn, to winter, even into early spring. Foals would go out playing for hours in snow, making snowponies and snowangels before coming back indoors for warm drink while sitting next to fire. At Hearthswarming, everypony would come together in town center to tell stories, spend time with friends and family, and make merry. There would be so many ponies and so many warm and happy spirits that you could feel temperature rise and much of snow in city melt over course of day and night."
"Where I was born it snowed every year, from late autumn, to winter, even into early spring. Foals would go out playing for hours in snow, making snowponies and snowangels before coming back indoors for warm drink while sitting next to fire. At Hearthswarming, everypony would come together in town center to tell stories, spend time with friends and family, and make merry. There would be so many ponies and so many warm and happy spirits that you could feel temperature rise and much of snow in city melt over course of day and night."
>>173962
"Not...not really." She rubs the back of her own head with a leg, blushing. Her tongue flicks out again. "We never had to rely on bread or cake when I was growing up, whenever times were tough, and the bread the less fortunate lamias made and ate definitely looked nothing like that."
"Not...not really." She rubs the back of her own head with a leg, blushing. Her tongue flicks out again. "We never had to rely on bread or cake when I was growing up, whenever times were tough, and the bread the less fortunate lamias made and ate definitely looked nothing like that."
>>173964
>"Why do you say that I am dead? I just want to leave"
"Because you are dead. You're a ghost." Posey says
"I'm dead too, even though I don't look it. My spirit is bound to this body."
She raises her hooves, revealing her little heart-shaped stigmata.
"Bound by my master, long ago."
>"I need to save others"
"Who are the others? The battle ended years ago."
>"I need to kill Monarchists"
"An attitude that I can understand."
>"I need to get home"
"Perhaps I could help you with that."
She looks at the rest
"Perhaps we could all help each other. What do you say? Why don't we be friends? I'm sure we could all... Benefit."
I roll seduction. As per libris mortis, I am adding a +4 bonus, for appealing to the business that anchors them to this plane.
[1d20+13 = (5+13) = 18]
>"Why do you say that I am dead? I just want to leave"
"Because you are dead. You're a ghost." Posey says
"I'm dead too, even though I don't look it. My spirit is bound to this body."
She raises her hooves, revealing her little heart-shaped stigmata.
"Bound by my master, long ago."
>"I need to save others"
"Who are the others? The battle ended years ago."
>"I need to kill Monarchists"
"An attitude that I can understand."
>"I need to get home"
"Perhaps I could help you with that."
She looks at the rest
"Perhaps we could all help each other. What do you say? Why don't we be friends? I'm sure we could all... Benefit."
I roll seduction. As per libris mortis, I am adding a +4 bonus, for appealing to the business that anchors them to this plane.
[1d20+13 = (5+13) = 18]
Seduction. Not diplomacy seduction
The bat pony's wings extend, and though he is still translucent blue, Posey can see the bloodlines in the webbed wings
"I will be your friend"
"The other soldiers..."
The unicorn says with uncertainty
"They have no decency to shell a hospital. Can you help me end them?"
"Please... help me get home"
The bat pony's wings extend, and though he is still translucent blue, Posey can see the bloodlines in the webbed wings
"I will be your friend"
"The other soldiers..."
The unicorn says with uncertainty
"They have no decency to shell a hospital. Can you help me end them?"
"Please... help me get home"
>>173966
"Should we go back?" She asks
"So... what do you eat? Zebras, I would assume?"
She picks up her bag with her mouth
>>173965
"That sounds like fun! We did something sort of like that at the orphanage. You know, with... less snow. But we would tell stories and... well there wasn't any family, but... warm drinks sounds nice! We would get coco. Sometimes."
"Should we go back?" She asks
"So... what do you eat? Zebras, I would assume?"
She picks up her bag with her mouth
>>173965
"That sounds like fun! We did something sort of like that at the orphanage. You know, with... less snow. But we would tell stories and... well there wasn't any family, but... warm drinks sounds nice! We would get coco. Sometimes."
>>173968
>"I will be your friend"
"Excellent." Posey replies
>"The other soldiers..."
"Likely gone by now. There are few here in this swamp among the living. Was there anypony in particular you were thinking of?"
>Can you help me end them?
"Oh, we'll end them alright."
>help me get home
"That can be arranged." Posey says.
"If this knife anchors you to the plane, mailing it to your home address should send you with it."
>"I will be your friend"
"Excellent." Posey replies
>"The other soldiers..."
"Likely gone by now. There are few here in this swamp among the living. Was there anypony in particular you were thinking of?"
>Can you help me end them?
"Oh, we'll end them alright."
>help me get home
"That can be arranged." Posey says.
"If this knife anchors you to the plane, mailing it to your home address should send you with it."
>>173971
The bat pony comes even closer, moving to Posey's side. The spectral edge of the wing touches Posey's side
"So can we travel together?"
"No... I mean.. in general"
"Then I will come"
Says the pegasus
"As will I"
The bat pony comes even closer, moving to Posey's side. The spectral edge of the wing touches Posey's side
"So can we travel together?"
"No... I mean.. in general"
"Then I will come"
Says the pegasus
"As will I"
>>173970
"We still need some furniture, and maybe some food to put in the refrigerator for you for later, so getting those sounds like a good option to me."
At that second question, Kira blushes profusely and waves her arms in front of her.
"Oh no nonononononono no! No zebras, never! Never any sapient creature. Mostly it was sheep, goats, antelope, sometimes fish."
"We still need some furniture, and maybe some food to put in the refrigerator for you for later, so getting those sounds like a good option to me."
At that second question, Kira blushes profusely and waves her arms in front of her.
"Oh no nonononononono no! No zebras, never! Never any sapient creature. Mostly it was sheep, goats, antelope, sometimes fish."
>>173972
>"No... I mean.. in general"
"Well then, it wouldn't hurt to tour the swamp to see who's left, would it? If I'm not mistaken, I should be trotting right by where your comrades had their artillery set up. Why don't you join us?" Posey says, walking down the road
>"No... I mean.. in general"
"Well then, it wouldn't hurt to tour the swamp to see who's left, would it? If I'm not mistaken, I should be trotting right by where your comrades had their artillery set up. Why don't you join us?" Posey says, walking down the road
>>173970
"Next Heartwarming you will be here to do all of that with us. Well, at least I hope that is what you choose."
"Next Heartwarming you will be here to do all of that with us. Well, at least I hope that is what you choose."
>>173975
The unicorn specter stares - or seems to, hard to tell - for a moment, and then replies
"Then I will come"
>>173976
"That's a whole year from now"
He looks up, and then blinks
"Are we going to do all of this? Snow and Caballo and coco?"
>>173974
"No, I..." She looks over at Kira with an odd expression
"Know you don't eat those... but... like, big creatures? And yes, we need furniture."
The unicorn specter stares - or seems to, hard to tell - for a moment, and then replies
"Then I will come"
>>173976
"That's a whole year from now"
He looks up, and then blinks
"Are we going to do all of this? Snow and Caballo and coco?"
>>173974
"No, I..." She looks over at Kira with an odd expression
"Know you don't eat those... but... like, big creatures? And yes, we need furniture."
>>173977
Posey proceeds down the road, humming softly. She continues strolling until she finds the artillery.
"The machinery should be not far from here..."
Posey proceeds down the road, humming softly. She continues strolling until she finds the artillery.
"The machinery should be not far from here..."
>>173977
Silver nods with conviction, like he knows for a fact that is exactly what they will do.
"All of it."
Silver nods with conviction, like he knows for a fact that is exactly what they will do.
"All of it."
>>173977
Kira tilts her head, a motion she has become very familiar with today.
flicks tongue
"I...suppose they are fairly big? Oh, and pigs. Really just whatever we can hunt out in the savanna or that the herders and fishersnakes have ready for eating."
Kira tilts her head, a motion she has become very familiar with today.
flicks tongue
"I...suppose they are fairly big? Oh, and pigs. Really just whatever we can hunt out in the savanna or that the herders and fishersnakes have ready for eating."
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>>173982
>We cannot leave yet
>Monarchist magic
I'm going to just roll religion to see wtf this means.
[1d20+9 = (17+9) = 26]
>We cannot leave yet
>Monarchist magic
I'm going to just roll religion to see wtf this means.
[1d20+9 = (17+9) = 26]
>>173982
"Heh, probably not, but I actually did sort of like those. No, I'd probably find a farm and buy a goat from them, or I'd go hunting. It's be a lot easier if I had access to opium, but I can make do."
"Heh, probably not, but I actually did sort of like those. No, I'd probably find a farm and buy a goat from them, or I'd go hunting. It's be a lot easier if I had access to opium, but I can make do."
>>173986
They are also tied to objects, like Carried Pack, and Posey does not have these objects. One of them does not understand why this is, and blames the Monarchists. Another refuses to accept this is so, but understands he needs the object to move.
>>173987
“Ah, okay.” This answers Neela, until it doesn’t. Her ears perk up.
“Opium?!”
They are also tied to objects, like Carried Pack, and Posey does not have these objects. One of them does not understand why this is, and blames the Monarchists. Another refuses to accept this is so, but understands he needs the object to move.
>>173987
“Ah, okay.” This answers Neela, until it doesn’t. Her ears perk up.
“Opium?!”
>>173982
D'awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww. It's enough to melt Silver's heart.
"You ready to come inside? I am going to make pancakes for breakfast."
D'awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww. It's enough to melt Silver's heart.
"You ready to come inside? I am going to make pancakes for breakfast."
>>173988
Posey requests for each of the ghosts to recall any objects that might have been close to them.
Posey requests for each of the ghosts to recall any objects that might have been close to them.
>>173988
"Yes, opium. We made an oil we'd coat the tips of our arrows with. If we didn't bring the creature down with the first shot, they would eventually fall either unconscious or be rendered unable to flee. We're not really built for long-distance pursuits. It also makes you feel all funny and fuzzy for a short time after.
"Yes, opium. We made an oil we'd coat the tips of our arrows with. If we didn't bring the creature down with the first shot, they would eventually fall either unconscious or be rendered unable to flee. We're not really built for long-distance pursuits. It also makes you feel all funny and fuzzy for a short time after.
>>173994
Kira follows, mostly because Neela knows the city better than she does.
"So...are we stopping at the house first and then going to go get furniture?"
Kira follows, mostly because Neela knows the city better than she does.
"So...are we stopping at the house first and then going to go get furniture?"
>>173997
"Alright, I just want to make sure."
Kira hums a tune to herself as they stroll/slither along the sidewalks.
"Alright, I just want to make sure."
Kira hums a tune to herself as they stroll/slither along the sidewalks.
>>173997
Oh my
"Huh, I guess Khoi is not yet ready to come down." Silver looks down to White Orchid. "Want to help me make pancakes?"
Oh my
"Huh, I guess Khoi is not yet ready to come down." Silver looks down to White Orchid. "Want to help me make pancakes?"
>>174000
Kira smiles brightly, and before the mother gets a chance to pull the foal away, she answers.
"I'm a lamia! I'm from far away, across the ocean in Zebrica!"
Kira smiles brightly, and before the mother gets a chance to pull the foal away, she answers.
"I'm a lamia! I'm from far away, across the ocean in Zebrica!"
>>173994
Posey collects the items, and asks the ghosts their home addresses to write down later.
Then she goes on her way down the road.
Posey collects the items, and asks the ghosts their home addresses to write down later.
Then she goes on her way down the road.
>>174002
Silver peaks out into the living room to see what's going on, while already knowing full well what has her so distracted.
Silver peaks out into the living room to see what's going on, while already knowing full well what has her so distracted.
>>174005
It's exactly what it seems like.
>>174004
The paying cards are in the tall grass, being a bit worn down, at least on the outside, by weathering.
The scapple is in the bag in the crater, in fairly good condition.
The locket is damaged by fire, underneath and next to the burned out truck.
>>174003
The little pony waves back, but is moved away
Kira surely arrives back soon
It's exactly what it seems like.
>>174004
The paying cards are in the tall grass, being a bit worn down, at least on the outside, by weathering.
The scapple is in the bag in the crater, in fairly good condition.
The locket is damaged by fire, underneath and next to the burned out truck.
>>174003
The little pony waves back, but is moved away
Kira surely arrives back soon
>>174006
He calls out to Khoi, regardless if the noise will wake up the sleeping beauty or not.
"Hey, in here! We are getting ready to make pancakes!"
He calls out to Khoi, regardless if the noise will wake up the sleeping beauty or not.
"Hey, in here! We are getting ready to make pancakes!"
>>174006
She does wave back to the little colt before they get too far apart. It gives Kira hope, that foals apparently have less fear than their parents and might learn one day that ponies and lamias can be friends.
When they arrive home, Kira takes a moment to look around at the inside of their rowhouse, commenting, "This is the first time I'm living somewhere different from my mother, you know?"
She does wave back to the little colt before they get too far apart. It gives Kira hope, that foals apparently have less fear than their parents and might learn one day that ponies and lamias can be friends.
When they arrive home, Kira takes a moment to look around at the inside of their rowhouse, commenting, "This is the first time I'm living somewhere different from my mother, you know?"
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>>174007
"Huh?' Khoi raises her head, and then looks to Silver. She then walks towards him, into the kitchen with he and White Orchid.
>>174008
Neela places the food down on the counter, and looks around, taking note of what they don't have.
She does reply to Kira
"Really? You mean this is your first time to live away from family?"
"Huh?' Khoi raises her head, and then looks to Silver. She then walks towards him, into the kitchen with he and White Orchid.
>>174008
Neela places the food down on the counter, and looks around, taking note of what they don't have.
She does reply to Kira
"Really? You mean this is your first time to live away from family?"
>>174030
Silver gets the stool for White Orchid, then gives them a list of ingredients to gather from the kitchen: flour, baking powder, sugar, salt, milk, butter, and eggs. He also asks them to check for anything they wish added into the pancakes, like chocolate or berries.
Silver gets the stool for White Orchid, then gives them a list of ingredients to gather from the kitchen: flour, baking powder, sugar, salt, milk, butter, and eggs. He also asks them to check for anything they wish added into the pancakes, like chocolate or berries.
>>174030
"Oh yeah. I've camped out on my own in the savanna, of course, but to actually, properly live without my mother...no, never before."
"Oh yeah. I've camped out on my own in the savanna, of course, but to actually, properly live without my mother...no, never before."
>>174032
"Do... Lamias normally live with their parents most of their lives? Move out on their own?" Neela pauses, as she seems to genuinely not know
>>174031
Khoi looks around through out the kitchen, opening almost every cabinet looking for ingredients. She actually stares at the baking powder directly, and moves past it. With the eggs, the butter, and the milk, she shakes her head and says what sounds like a curse or something disapproving in a foreign language, but does at least get the butter.
"Do... Lamias normally live with their parents most of their lives? Move out on their own?" Neela pauses, as she seems to genuinely not know
>>174031
Khoi looks around through out the kitchen, opening almost every cabinet looking for ingredients. She actually stares at the baking powder directly, and moves past it. With the eggs, the butter, and the milk, she shakes her head and says what sounds like a curse or something disapproving in a foreign language, but does at least get the butter.
>>174033
"It's normal for us lamias to live with our families for a time, until we're ready to start a family of our own or we get married off to another lamia. It's not like how I've heard it is in other countries where a young adult moves out as soon as they come of age."
Kira doesn't really have much knowledge on what is considered normal furniture for a modern home, be she's already got some ideas of what they need: they need places to sit, both for Neela and whatever non-lamia guests they might have in the future, a place to eat like a kitchen table, a bed for Neela, and maybe a dresser for her clothes. Outside of that it might be nice to get some decorations to spruce things up, like rugs or curtains.
"It's normal for us lamias to live with our families for a time, until we're ready to start a family of our own or we get married off to another lamia. It's not like how I've heard it is in other countries where a young adult moves out as soon as they come of age."
Kira doesn't really have much knowledge on what is considered normal furniture for a modern home, be she's already got some ideas of what they need: they need places to sit, both for Neela and whatever non-lamia guests they might have in the future, a place to eat like a kitchen table, a bed for Neela, and maybe a dresser for her clothes. Outside of that it might be nice to get some decorations to spruce things up, like rugs or curtains.
>>174033
Silver chuckles, and grabs the things they forget to grab either accidentally or purposefully. He goes on to describe the purpose of each ingredient.
"Flour is base of pancake recipe. Baking powder is leavening for making pancakes light and fluffy. Sugar makes them sweet, and salt is used to enhance flavor. Milk, butter, and eggs will add rich moisture, and egg especially will help bind everything together."
He asks White Orchid to use his muscles to grab a large mixing bowl, and for Khoi to grab measuring cups and measuring spoons, both teaspoon and tablespoon. He also gets a small pan, puts it on a burner on the oventop, and adds a stick of butter to melt. Silver then tells them to take 5 cups of flour, 3 tablespoons of baking powder, 3 tablespoons of sugar, and a teaspoon of salt, and mix it all together in the mixing bowl.
Silver chuckles, and grabs the things they forget to grab either accidentally or purposefully. He goes on to describe the purpose of each ingredient.
"Flour is base of pancake recipe. Baking powder is leavening for making pancakes light and fluffy. Sugar makes them sweet, and salt is used to enhance flavor. Milk, butter, and eggs will add rich moisture, and egg especially will help bind everything together."
He asks White Orchid to use his muscles to grab a large mixing bowl, and for Khoi to grab measuring cups and measuring spoons, both teaspoon and tablespoon. He also gets a small pan, puts it on a burner on the oventop, and adds a stick of butter to melt. Silver then tells them to take 5 cups of flour, 3 tablespoons of baking powder, 3 tablespoons of sugar, and a teaspoon of salt, and mix it all together in the mixing bowl.
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>>174035
"Oh.... I see..." Neela refrains from giving any details on her side, not seemingly wanting to say much
"Just get a bed, a few chairs... maybe a toaster... It'll be liveable."
>>174036
White Orchid listens intently, looking at the ingredients, and taking little tastes of the sugar and the flour. Khoi gets the cups, asking for clarification on which is the teaspoon and which is the table spoon.
It's all coming together.
"Oh.... I see..." Neela refrains from giving any details on her side, not seemingly wanting to say much
"Just get a bed, a few chairs... maybe a toaster... It'll be liveable."
>>174036
White Orchid listens intently, looking at the ingredients, and taking little tastes of the sugar and the flour. Khoi gets the cups, asking for clarification on which is the teaspoon and which is the table spoon.
It's all coming together.
>>174048
Indeed it is, but they're not finished yet. The sugar is predictably sweet, but the flour is tasteless and dry. Silver shows Khoi the difference between the small teaspoon and the large tablespoon, also explaining that one tablespoon is equal to three teaspoons.
Next, he instructs them to make a well in the center of the mixed up dry ingredients, and to add the now-melted butter, 4 cups of milk, and 3 eggs. He shows the two how to crack an egg, giving it a firm, quick, but not crushing hit against the metal rim of the sink to crack one of the sides and split the shell in two halves, dropping the egg white and the yolk into the pancake mixture. Once everything's been added, the mixture is stirred up until the yolks are broken apart, everything has been mixed together, and the pancake batter becomes smooth. Silver then adds a bit of cooking oil into a skillet, puts it over a burner set to a medium-high heat, and pours about a 1/4 cup of batter into the skillet for each pancake he has room for.
"Now is most time-consuming part. We should be able to make many pancakes, at least two dozen. Key is to cook each side of pancake for couple minutes, maybe three, until bubbles form and edges are dry. Then you flip, and cook other side until it is light brown." After a couple minutes of letting the pancakes cook, he demonstrates using a pancake flipper as bubbles rise to the top of the pancakes and the edges turn solid. "Like so. Repeat as many times as is needed for how many pancakes you wish to cook."
When the first pancakes are finished cooking, Silver puts them on a plate, and pours more batter into the skillet for more pancakes. "You both helped me with making pancakes, so you both get first pancakes. Grab whatever you want to put on top of them: butter, maple syrup, peanut butter, whatever we have that you think would taste good with them."
Indeed it is, but they're not finished yet. The sugar is predictably sweet, but the flour is tasteless and dry. Silver shows Khoi the difference between the small teaspoon and the large tablespoon, also explaining that one tablespoon is equal to three teaspoons.
Next, he instructs them to make a well in the center of the mixed up dry ingredients, and to add the now-melted butter, 4 cups of milk, and 3 eggs. He shows the two how to crack an egg, giving it a firm, quick, but not crushing hit against the metal rim of the sink to crack one of the sides and split the shell in two halves, dropping the egg white and the yolk into the pancake mixture. Once everything's been added, the mixture is stirred up until the yolks are broken apart, everything has been mixed together, and the pancake batter becomes smooth. Silver then adds a bit of cooking oil into a skillet, puts it over a burner set to a medium-high heat, and pours about a 1/4 cup of batter into the skillet for each pancake he has room for.
"Now is most time-consuming part. We should be able to make many pancakes, at least two dozen. Key is to cook each side of pancake for couple minutes, maybe three, until bubbles form and edges are dry. Then you flip, and cook other side until it is light brown." After a couple minutes of letting the pancakes cook, he demonstrates using a pancake flipper as bubbles rise to the top of the pancakes and the edges turn solid. "Like so. Repeat as many times as is needed for how many pancakes you wish to cook."
When the first pancakes are finished cooking, Silver puts them on a plate, and pours more batter into the skillet for more pancakes. "You both helped me with making pancakes, so you both get first pancakes. Grab whatever you want to put on top of them: butter, maple syrup, peanut butter, whatever we have that you think would taste good with them."
>>174048
Kira tilts her head. Part of her is worried she might end up with a crick in her neck with all of the head tilting, which is much more worrisome for a creature like a lamia than it might be for a normal pony. She flicks her tongue into the air.
"...Toaster? What's a toaster?"
Kira tilts her head. Part of her is worried she might end up with a crick in her neck with all of the head tilting, which is much more worrisome for a creature like a lamia than it might be for a normal pony. She flicks her tongue into the air.
"...Toaster? What's a toaster?"
>>174049
White Orchid watches the process intently. When the pancakes are put on a plate, Khoi scrunches, but White Orchid immediately nibbles on the pancake, then adding some syrup.
Lazily, from the direction of the living room, a new pony walks into the room - a unicorn with a disheveled red mane and tail.
"What's going on that you couldn't let me sleep?" He blinks
"Is this pancakes?"
White Orchid watches the process intently. When the pancakes are put on a plate, Khoi scrunches, but White Orchid immediately nibbles on the pancake, then adding some syrup.
Lazily, from the direction of the living room, a new pony walks into the room - a unicorn with a disheveled red mane and tail.
"What's going on that you couldn't let me sleep?" He blinks
"Is this pancakes?"
>>174050
Kira is very flexible, fortunately
"It's a little metal box that toasts bread, but... nevermind that... I need a bed"
Kira is very flexible, fortunately
"It's a little metal box that toasts bread, but... nevermind that... I need a bed"
>>174052
While Kira is a bit confused that she needs a box to do a single thing, especially something as silly as 'toasting bread', she cannot agree more on her final statement.
"Definitely. There's gotta be a store for furniture somewhere near here. We'll get you a nice, soft bed to sleep on with some sheets to match."
While Kira is a bit confused that she needs a box to do a single thing, especially something as silly as 'toasting bread', she cannot agree more on her final statement.
"Definitely. There's gotta be a store for furniture somewhere near here. We'll get you a nice, soft bed to sleep on with some sheets to match."
>>174051
Silver smiles at the disheveled young stallion.
"Good morning, sleepy head. It looked like you had good sleep. Yes, we are making pancakes. You want some?"
Silver smiles at the disheveled young stallion.
"Good morning, sleepy head. It looked like you had good sleep. Yes, we are making pancakes. You want some?"
>>174055
Silver chuckles, and while Khoi works on the pancakes, Silver looks for some strawberries and powdered sugar, and gets to work on the coffee.
"'Please' would be nice to hear."
Silver chuckles, and while Khoi works on the pancakes, Silver looks for some strawberries and powdered sugar, and gets to work on the coffee.
"'Please' would be nice to hear."
Is fairly lucky snek
>>174059
Kira marvels at the selection of furniture available in the store, she's never seen anything like it. It serves as a reminder that, no matter how prosperous her tribe and city was, they are a far cry from the prosperity of a country like Equestria. She gives a friendly wave to the grey stallion before addressing the deer with her.
"What do you look for in a bed? Us lamias don't really use the same sort of bedding that other creatures do."
Kira marvels at the selection of furniture available in the store, she's never seen anything like it. It serves as a reminder that, no matter how prosperous her tribe and city was, they are a far cry from the prosperity of a country like Equestria. She gives a friendly wave to the grey stallion before addressing the deer with her.
"What do you look for in a bed? Us lamias don't really use the same sort of bedding that other creatures do."
>>174059
Silver reacts by using his own magic to to try to override Clip's grip on the pancake and stop him from taking it.
"Khoi Lua and White Orchid helped make pancakes, they get first crack at them. Ask her if she wants one of first pancakes or not before you just grab it off of her plate."
Silver reacts by using his own magic to to try to override Clip's grip on the pancake and stop him from taking it.
"Khoi Lua and White Orchid helped make pancakes, they get first crack at them. Ask her if she wants one of first pancakes or not before you just grab it off of her plate."
>>174060
It's almost a warehouse, rather than a true store. However, it has a good set of couches, beds, mattresses, chairs and the like. Neela looks around, and answers
"Well, it needs to be big enough to lay on and soft, but firm enough to support you."
>>174061
Paper Clipping scrunches, and his ears go down
Then Khoi adds
"This is made with the pain and produce of another animal... He can have it."
It's almost a warehouse, rather than a true store. However, it has a good set of couches, beds, mattresses, chairs and the like. Neela looks around, and answers
"Well, it needs to be big enough to lay on and soft, but firm enough to support you."
>>174061
Paper Clipping scrunches, and his ears go down
Then Khoi adds
"This is made with the pain and produce of another animal... He can have it."
>>174062
Silver smiles, and lets Clip have the pancake. He even gives him the strawberries and powdered sugar, if it's available.
"See, is not so hard. There is plenty for everypony, no need to hog or steal pancakes."
He then turns to Khoi, looking confused.
"Pain? What do you mean?"
Silver smiles, and lets Clip have the pancake. He even gives him the strawberries and powdered sugar, if it's available.
"See, is not so hard. There is plenty for everypony, no need to hog or steal pancakes."
He then turns to Khoi, looking confused.
"Pain? What do you mean?"
>>174062
"That sounds pretty nice. Usually us lamias just use a nice soft rug, or something like it."
Though she is likely too big and heavy to properly try out beds, she still uses her pony half to feel various beds they pass by and continue to marvel at the variety of items this store has for sale.
"That sounds pretty nice. Usually us lamias just use a nice soft rug, or something like it."
Though she is likely too big and heavy to properly try out beds, she still uses her pony half to feel various beds they pass by and continue to marvel at the variety of items this store has for sale.
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GM, can I please, please, please level up? I've been playing this game for more than a year, and Posey won/survived combat encounters that should have brought her up to the rest of the player's level at this point:
>600 XP driving off Jaguar
>1350 XP defeating Luminous (assuming lvl 4 Paladin)
>Up to 1350 XP for August Wreath (undefeated by choice) (assuming lvl 4 Paladin) + ??? XP for evading ELF (if they were all non-elite warriors, the encounter would be worth about 3000-4000 XP, half if escaping doesn't count as winning it it)
>??? Wolves in the forest (idk if they counted as summons, monsters, or a trap)
>600 XP Diamond Dogs on boat (assuming two lvl 2 non-elite Warriors)
>300 XP Random Thugs in the city (assuming two lvl 1 non-elite warriors)
>1350 XP Hydra (1688-2700 XP if you consider fighting it underwater to be an "unfavorable condition", which I would)
From combat alone, Posey earned 5550 XP (lvl 4, close to lvl 5) estimating normally, or 9550 XP (lvl 5, close to lvl 6) with a more generous estimate. Even with a conservative estimate, she should have earned her way to lvl 4. And this is all assuming the characters involved were minimum level for abilities and hit points totals that I observed.
(If you count Posey as an ECL 5 character (she is ECL 3; LA bought off), she would have earned slightly less (about 1800 less XP). I know Posey's charm ability and reduction did carry her through some encounters, so I get it if you want her to earn less XP despite being bought off.)
Furthermore, Posey has had several non-combat achievements that could factor in to her development as well.
Non-combat
>Several military checkpoints that involved skill checks or use of spells/charming (each could be considered an encounter worth 100-300 XP, because Posey risked exposure for all of them)
>Gained Baka as an Ally, plus brought him to the manor (how much XP would have been given for defeating him?)
>Established connection with the university
>Making peaceful relations with four ghosts (worth 3600 XP, assuming each was CR 3)
>Fooling Alluring into bringing Luminous out of hiding (Alluring has to be at least CR 2, because he took enough hits from the puppy that should have squashed any lvl 1 character)
>Meeting with the Kaftars
>Raising the zigger as a zombie to impress Lament
If you factor these encounters in for the XP that they would have been worth as combat, Posey could be lvl 9 by now.
I really don't mean to be pushy, but I've been playing Posey for over a year, and if it takes me more than a year to gain even a single level, I'm never going to get to play her as a Necromancer: Posey can't natively cast animate dead until lvl 8, which is 5 levels from now. I sit around between posts dreaming of the things that Posey could do, but I won't do any of those things at this rate. I paid XP costs in character creation because I thought that Posey would level up faster, but I still haven't caught up to the party's starting level. I understand that this is PbP and progression is going to be slow, but based on everything Posey has done, she should at least be lvl 4.
>600 XP driving off Jaguar
>1350 XP defeating Luminous (assuming lvl 4 Paladin)
>Up to 1350 XP for August Wreath (undefeated by choice) (assuming lvl 4 Paladin) + ??? XP for evading ELF (if they were all non-elite warriors, the encounter would be worth about 3000-4000 XP, half if escaping doesn't count as winning it it)
>??? Wolves in the forest (idk if they counted as summons, monsters, or a trap)
>600 XP Diamond Dogs on boat (assuming two lvl 2 non-elite Warriors)
>300 XP Random Thugs in the city (assuming two lvl 1 non-elite warriors)
>1350 XP Hydra (1688-2700 XP if you consider fighting it underwater to be an "unfavorable condition", which I would)
From combat alone, Posey earned 5550 XP (lvl 4, close to lvl 5) estimating normally, or 9550 XP (lvl 5, close to lvl 6) with a more generous estimate. Even with a conservative estimate, she should have earned her way to lvl 4. And this is all assuming the characters involved were minimum level for abilities and hit points totals that I observed.
(If you count Posey as an ECL 5 character (she is ECL 3; LA bought off), she would have earned slightly less (about 1800 less XP). I know Posey's charm ability and reduction did carry her through some encounters, so I get it if you want her to earn less XP despite being bought off.)
Furthermore, Posey has had several non-combat achievements that could factor in to her development as well.
Non-combat
>Several military checkpoints that involved skill checks or use of spells/charming (each could be considered an encounter worth 100-300 XP, because Posey risked exposure for all of them)
>Gained Baka as an Ally, plus brought him to the manor (how much XP would have been given for defeating him?)
>Established connection with the university
>Making peaceful relations with four ghosts (worth 3600 XP, assuming each was CR 3)
>Fooling Alluring into bringing Luminous out of hiding (Alluring has to be at least CR 2, because he took enough hits from the puppy that should have squashed any lvl 1 character)
>Meeting with the Kaftars
>Raising the zigger as a zombie to impress Lament
If you factor these encounters in for the XP that they would have been worth as combat, Posey could be lvl 9 by now.
I really don't mean to be pushy, but I've been playing Posey for over a year, and if it takes me more than a year to gain even a single level, I'm never going to get to play her as a Necromancer: Posey can't natively cast animate dead until lvl 8, which is 5 levels from now. I sit around between posts dreaming of the things that Posey could do, but I won't do any of those things at this rate. I paid XP costs in character creation because I thought that Posey would level up faster, but I still haven't caught up to the party's starting level. I understand that this is PbP and progression is going to be slow, but based on everything Posey has done, she should at least be lvl 4.
>>174040
"The guns were taken further down the road. To a clearing."
>>174067
Past the house, the road continues as a simple set of dirt and rock. Trees line to the left, and a small clear area with trees further to the right. The trees have been thinned, with broken trunks and craters in the tree line. The road continues before turning left into an even more forested section with rougher terrain and sometimes submerged sections, especially to the left. The road itself is often levelled over little "valleys" between higher sections with rocks. But continuing down this road, Posey comes to another clearing. And she spies the first object of immense interest. She sees something she has never seen before, yet has a solid guess as to what it is. In a ruined condition, with a tire entirely missing, and laying on its side, is a giant, steel, gun.
>>174068
Sure? Next quest line
"The guns were taken further down the road. To a clearing."
>>174067
Past the house, the road continues as a simple set of dirt and rock. Trees line to the left, and a small clear area with trees further to the right. The trees have been thinned, with broken trunks and craters in the tree line. The road continues before turning left into an even more forested section with rougher terrain and sometimes submerged sections, especially to the left. The road itself is often levelled over little "valleys" between higher sections with rocks. But continuing down this road, Posey comes to another clearing. And she spies the first object of immense interest. She sees something she has never seen before, yet has a solid guess as to what it is. In a ruined condition, with a tire entirely missing, and laying on its side, is a giant, steel, gun.
>>174068
Sure? Next quest line
>>174064
"I... kind of figured, actually."
Kira surely gets the impression that she is wise to avoid placing her full weight on a bed, as simply laying on the edge almost flips the mattress off. But what Kira can feel... it's so... soft.
>>174063
Khoi explains. Kinda. Not really, but she seems to think she is.
"You use animal. Extract its milk. Eat its eggs."
Paper Clipping starts nomming on the pancake.
"I... kind of figured, actually."
Kira surely gets the impression that she is wise to avoid placing her full weight on a bed, as simply laying on the edge almost flips the mattress off. But what Kira can feel... it's so... soft.
>>174063
Khoi explains. Kinda. Not really, but she seems to think she is.
"You use animal. Extract its milk. Eat its eggs."
Paper Clipping starts nomming on the pancake.
>>174072
"But these are things they do anyways. Cows produce milk in their udders, and if they are not milked regularly then their udder gets swollen and painful. Chickens produce eggs even without them being fertilized. If it doesn't harm either of them to take what they produce and they're useful to us, then why shouldn't we?"
"But these are things they do anyways. Cows produce milk in their udders, and if they are not milked regularly then their udder gets swollen and painful. Chickens produce eggs even without them being fertilized. If it doesn't harm either of them to take what they produce and they're useful to us, then why shouldn't we?"
>>174071
>"The guns were taken further down the road. To a clearing."
"Thank you very much. Let's trot along then." Posey replied
>she spies the first object of immense interest. She sees something she has never seen before, yet has a solid guess as to what it is. In a ruined condition, with a tire entirely missing, and laying on its side, is a giant, steel, gun.
"At last, my mission is coming to a close." Posey declares, striking a pose in vainglory
She readies to prance forward, but catches herself, and first checks for traps and/or landmines.
[1d20+3 = (15+3) = 18]
"Any chance that there were any landmines buried here?" Posey asks, to any of the ghosts who will answer.
>"The guns were taken further down the road. To a clearing."
"Thank you very much. Let's trot along then." Posey replied
>she spies the first object of immense interest. She sees something she has never seen before, yet has a solid guess as to what it is. In a ruined condition, with a tire entirely missing, and laying on its side, is a giant, steel, gun.
"At last, my mission is coming to a close." Posey declares, striking a pose in vainglory
She readies to prance forward, but catches herself, and first checks for traps and/or landmines.
[1d20+3 = (15+3) = 18]
"Any chance that there were any landmines buried here?" Posey asks, to any of the ghosts who will answer.
>>174075
Posey can see a few craters, and in particular, one next to the ruined gun. She does not, however, find any traps, though a couple rocks may hide snakes or spiders
"We move too fast for the Monarchists to mine their soil"
"Mines probably not. Unexploded shells maybe"
Posey can see a few craters, and in particular, one next to the ruined gun. She does not, however, find any traps, though a couple rocks may hide snakes or spiders
"We move too fast for the Monarchists to mine their soil"
"Mines probably not. Unexploded shells maybe"
>>174073
"Not... quite?" Neela looks over at the sight. If it were Kira sized, there would indeed be a serious danger of melting.
>>174074
Khoi has her attention turned to Silver, while Paper Clipping takes a moment to take more butter and spread it on the pancake
"But you make the do that. Impregnate them. Make them make milk. And then you eat of the animal."
Paper Clipping joins in
"You know, she's got a point." He takes a piece and starts to chew
"It's" smack "kind of exploitative of another. That's" smack "the mindset"
"Not... quite?" Neela looks over at the sight. If it were Kira sized, there would indeed be a serious danger of melting.
>>174074
Khoi has her attention turned to Silver, while Paper Clipping takes a moment to take more butter and spread it on the pancake
"But you make the do that. Impregnate them. Make them make milk. And then you eat of the animal."
Paper Clipping joins in
"You know, she's got a point." He takes a piece and starts to chew
"It's" smack "kind of exploitative of another. That's" smack "the mindset"
>>174079
Without further ado, Posey prances through the meadow towards the gun and looks for whatever might look like the description of a dual-action shock absorber.
"It should be tubed-shaped, with a spring and a column..."
She examines the remains of the weapon very thoroughly.
Without further ado, Posey prances through the meadow towards the gun and looks for whatever might look like the description of a dual-action shock absorber.
"It should be tubed-shaped, with a spring and a column..."
She examines the remains of the weapon very thoroughly.
>>174080
Silver takes over the flipping and cooking of the pancakes, while Khoi is distracted. Don't want to let them burn, after all.
"You know, you do not have to be pregnant to produce milk, it just takes stimulation to your mammaries. That goes for all or at least most mammals I think, not just cows but ponies as well." He looks over at Clip and says, "It's rude to speak with your mouth full, nopony wants to see what you eat," before returning his attention to the pancakes. "I do not know how dairy industry works. Maybe cows are paid for their milk? I know if I produced milk I would sell it for some extra Bits."
Silver takes over the flipping and cooking of the pancakes, while Khoi is distracted. Don't want to let them burn, after all.
"You know, you do not have to be pregnant to produce milk, it just takes stimulation to your mammaries. That goes for all or at least most mammals I think, not just cows but ponies as well." He looks over at Clip and says, "It's rude to speak with your mouth full, nopony wants to see what you eat," before returning his attention to the pancakes. "I do not know how dairy industry works. Maybe cows are paid for their milk? I know if I produced milk I would sell it for some extra Bits."
>>174080
"Awww...that's a shame." Having enjoyed the bed immensely, she gets off of it. "Do you like it? Or does another one catch your eye?"
She goes over to another bed to try, finding that it's incredibly firm. Judging from the look on her face, she's a bit disappointed. "Huh, I guess you were right. Still, I guess it's better than sleeping among bananas for days on end."
"Awww...that's a shame." Having enjoyed the bed immensely, she gets off of it. "Do you like it? Or does another one catch your eye?"
She goes over to another bed to try, finding that it's incredibly firm. Judging from the look on her face, she's a bit disappointed. "Huh, I guess you were right. Still, I guess it's better than sleeping among bananas for days on end."
>>174081
[1d20 = 2]
There is only one gun in the meadow, though it appears from the size of the area there once may have been many more, and this is simply the one that never left. It's right wheel has been not simply removed but ripped off, as are several parts. Paint is chipped, blown away, or has otherwise fallen off, and there are many scratch marks.
>>174082
Paper Clipping scrunches. Rather intensely. Khoi too, gets the message, and gets back to flipping, or tries to.
"Pay cows?" This gets a little smile from her
"But still... It is a product of an animal. Not in keeping with the place of the Kylan, err, pony."
From the hall, Silver can hear claw steps. Jubilosa walks over to the kitchen door, and peers in. She has evidently washed, with her fur still a bit wet.
"What ae you doing over here?" She asks, looking in and around
>>174083
Neela gives a little smile. "It's nice. Though I think you may like it more... One is needed for my bedroom."
[1d20 = 2]
There is only one gun in the meadow, though it appears from the size of the area there once may have been many more, and this is simply the one that never left. It's right wheel has been not simply removed but ripped off, as are several parts. Paint is chipped, blown away, or has otherwise fallen off, and there are many scratch marks.
>>174082
Paper Clipping scrunches. Rather intensely. Khoi too, gets the message, and gets back to flipping, or tries to.
"Pay cows?" This gets a little smile from her
"But still... It is a product of an animal. Not in keeping with the place of the Kylan, err, pony."
From the hall, Silver can hear claw steps. Jubilosa walks over to the kitchen door, and peers in. She has evidently washed, with her fur still a bit wet.
"What ae you doing over here?" She asks, looking in and around
>>174083
Neela gives a little smile. "It's nice. Though I think you may like it more... One is needed for my bedroom."
>>174084
Something about seeing Neela smile is uplifting to Kira's soul.
"It's your bed, and we've still got plenty of Bits. Pick one, any one. I'd get a bed for myself, too, if they made them big or strong enough."
Something about seeing Neela smile is uplifting to Kira's soul.
"It's your bed, and we've still got plenty of Bits. Pick one, any one. I'd get a bed for myself, too, if they made them big or strong enough."
>>174084
>not simply removed but ripped off, as are several parts
Does it have the part that Posey is looking for though?
Posey scrunches a bit, thinking that her mission may not yet be finished.
>not simply removed but ripped off, as are several parts
Does it have the part that Posey is looking for though?
Posey scrunches a bit, thinking that her mission may not yet be finished.
>>174084
D'awwwwwww. A scrunchy Clip is a qt. Silver smiles at his griffon as she peaks into the kitchen. "Making pancakes and debating ethics about using milk and eggs. Want some?"
D'awwwwwww. A scrunchy Clip is a qt. Silver smiles at his griffon as she peaks into the kitchen. "Making pancakes and debating ethics about using milk and eggs. Want some?"
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>>174088
"Either or. Grab what you want to put on them."
Silver divvies up a plate of pancakes for his griffon, before turning to Khoi. "So, what do you mean, 'not in keeping with place of Kylan'?"
"Either or. Grab what you want to put on them."
Silver divvies up a plate of pancakes for his griffon, before turning to Khoi. "So, what do you mean, 'not in keeping with place of Kylan'?"
>>174088
"D'awwwwwww!" Wait...crap, that one was said aloud. Ah well, surely Neela knows how cute she is, especially for being a normally food-shaped creature.
"D'awwwwwww!" Wait...crap, that one was said aloud. Ah well, surely Neela knows how cute she is, especially for being a normally food-shaped creature.
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>>174088
>The hydro-pneumatic tubes are still on the gun. However, it appears a piece of shrapnel has penetrated the cylinder.
Is that good enough for the Masters back in magebold to analyze the design?
Posey gets to work unscrewing the cylinder with her wrench, humming as she goes.
>The hydro-pneumatic tubes are still on the gun. However, it appears a piece of shrapnel has penetrated the cylinder.
Is that good enough for the Masters back in magebold to analyze the design?
Posey gets to work unscrewing the cylinder with her wrench, humming as she goes.
>>174091
Dread it. Run from it. Cuteness exists all the same.
"Well, come on. Pick one." Kira smiles brightly at the cute deer.
Dread it. Run from it. Cuteness exists all the same.
"Well, come on. Pick one." Kira smiles brightly at the cute deer.
>>174094
Posey puts the damaged cylinder in her saddlebags regardless.
"Hmmm, I was hoping to get a one in better condition, although I can't say for sure how many there are left out here..." she says, looking around
Posey puts the damaged cylinder in her saddlebags regardless.
"Hmmm, I was hoping to get a one in better condition, although I can't say for sure how many there are left out here..." she says, looking around
>>174091
Now Silver is curious. "Your religion teaches you to be stewards of animal life? Or is it just part of your culture?"
Now Silver is curious. "Your religion teaches you to be stewards of animal life? Or is it just part of your culture?"
>>174096
Posey does not see another artillery piece, but she does see that the road continues to the left.
The dampener is very large, needing to be strapped to her, unless she has what is basically a duffle bag.
>>174097
“It teaches us not to harm, but we know our place is as those-who-eat-plants. And… you adjust the clouds and the rain, do you not?”
>>174095
“Uh” she looks down then back up, holding her right leg up “okay”
She eventually picks one. Eventually.
Posey does not see another artillery piece, but she does see that the road continues to the left.
The dampener is very large, needing to be strapped to her, unless she has what is basically a duffle bag.
>>174097
“It teaches us not to harm, but we know our place is as those-who-eat-plants. And… you adjust the clouds and the rain, do you not?”
>>174095
“Uh” she looks down then back up, holding her right leg up “okay”
She eventually picks one. Eventually.
>>174098
>unless she has what is basically a duffle bag
I figure saddlebags would cut it?
>the road continues to the left.
Posey continues down the road, seeking a more intact dampener, keeping an eye out for any more artillery.
"They couldn't have been spaced that far apart..There could be more nearby."
>unless she has what is basically a duffle bag
I figure saddlebags would cut it?
>the road continues to the left.
Posey continues down the road, seeking a more intact dampener, keeping an eye out for any more artillery.
"They couldn't have been spaced that far apart..There could be more nearby."
>>174098
"Eeehhhhh, it is more Equestrian thing than Severyanan, but I see your point. Weather factories, Winter Wrap Up...it is definitely very 'steward like'."
"Eeehhhhh, it is more Equestrian thing than Severyanan, but I see your point. Weather factories, Winter Wrap Up...it is definitely very 'steward like'."
>>174098
Kira claps her hooves together when Neela picks her bed, and her tongue flicks out excitedly.
"Great! We'll remember it for when we're ready to check out, I may be strong but I don't want to have to lug an entire bed around with us as we're shopping. What's next?"
Kira claps her hooves together when Neela picks her bed, and her tongue flicks out excitedly.
"Great! We'll remember it for when we're ready to check out, I may be strong but I don't want to have to lug an entire bed around with us as we're shopping. What's next?"
>>174099
These things are big.
"They would have moved further down the road when we pushed the Monarchists back"
"This was a battery. Six guns in a battery, fourteen batteries in the division."
Roll Search, Listen, and Spot as Posey moves further down
>>174100
She blinks
"Is there much of a difference?"
>>174101
"Well, a dresser. Some chairs for the dining room... couches for the living room would be nice."
These things are big.
"They would have moved further down the road when we pushed the Monarchists back"
"This was a battery. Six guns in a battery, fourteen batteries in the division."
Roll Search, Listen, and Spot as Posey moves further down
>>174100
She blinks
"Is there much of a difference?"
>>174101
"Well, a dresser. Some chairs for the dining room... couches for the living room would be nice."
>>174104
Silver looks at Khoi for a moment, before asking her in turn, "Is there much of difference between Kylan and Kirin?"
Silver looks at Khoi for a moment, before asking her in turn, "Is there much of difference between Kylan and Kirin?"
>>174104
Kira is as yet blissfully unaware of just how much she's bit off and how much she can in fact chew.
"It's amazing this store has all of this. Imagine how many homes could this store fully furnish, I wonder."
Kira is as yet blissfully unaware of just how much she's bit off and how much she can in fact chew.
"It's amazing this store has all of this. Imagine how many homes could this store fully furnish, I wonder."
>>174104
>Roll Search, Listen, and Spot as Posey moves further down
I'm adding +2 to each, with the assumption that at least one of the ghosts succeeds on a DC 10 check to assist Posey on each check.
Search
[1d20+5 = (19+5) = 24]
Spot
[1d20+5 = (19+5) = 24]
Listen
[1d20+5 = (16+5) = 21]
>Roll Search, Listen, and Spot as Posey moves further down
I'm adding +2 to each, with the assumption that at least one of the ghosts succeeds on a DC 10 check to assist Posey on each check.
Search
[1d20+5 = (19+5) = 24]
Spot
[1d20+5 = (19+5) = 24]
Listen
[1d20+5 = (16+5) = 21]
>>174104
>"They would have moved further down the road when we pushed the Monarchists back"
"Let's head down there then." Posey replies
>Six guns in a battery
"That means there should be five more. The odds should be in our favor, so long as scrappers haven't found them first."
>These things are big
How much does it weigh?
>"They would have moved further down the road when we pushed the Monarchists back"
"Let's head down there then." Posey replies
>Six guns in a battery
"That means there should be five more. The odds should be in our favor, so long as scrappers haven't found them first."
>These things are big
How much does it weigh?
>>174105
"They used magic instead of spirit to hold the peace of mind. They don't now, and they don't have peace. As for whether they eat animal products, that depends on their position on the Great Vehicle. Some do, and some don't I think. But I have never been the Empire, so I cannot say for sure."
>>174106
After Kira's experience at the restaurant, Kira ought to be aware that she can barely chew at all.
"Quite a lot, I think." Neela looks around
"This table looks nice. And that chair over there... that would be lovely. Oh! And imagine this couch. Do you want any furniture?
>>174107
>>174108
>those rolls
Damn
>>174107
Somewhere under 100 pounds.
"I would hope there are not five more. That would mean five more were lost."
This area tends to be higher, more conventional forest with more diverse trees. The occasional breaks in tree cover continue
"They used magic instead of spirit to hold the peace of mind. They don't now, and they don't have peace. As for whether they eat animal products, that depends on their position on the Great Vehicle. Some do, and some don't I think. But I have never been the Empire, so I cannot say for sure."
>>174106
After Kira's experience at the restaurant, Kira ought to be aware that she can barely chew at all.
"Quite a lot, I think." Neela looks around
"This table looks nice. And that chair over there... that would be lovely. Oh! And imagine this couch. Do you want any furniture?
>>174107
>>174108
>those rolls
Damn
>>174107
Somewhere under 100 pounds.
"I would hope there are not five more. That would mean five more were lost."
This area tends to be higher, more conventional forest with more diverse trees. The occasional breaks in tree cover continue
>>174109
>Somewhere under 100 pounds.
That's less than half of Posey's light load then. She remains unencumbered.
(I know this because I've been trying to figure out how to transport that hydra carcass... It sadly weighs more than Posey can drag on her own)
>That would mean five more were lost.
"Then let's go see about that for ourselves." Posey says, trotting along
>Damn
Does Posey see anything of note?
>Somewhere under 100 pounds.
That's less than half of Posey's light load then. She remains unencumbered.
(I know this because I've been trying to figure out how to transport that hydra carcass... It sadly weighs more than Posey can drag on her own)
>That would mean five more were lost.
"Then let's go see about that for ourselves." Posey says, trotting along
>Damn
Does Posey see anything of note?
>>174109
"Oh, I don't know what I would get. You saw my belongings, they fit pretty neatly into just a couple bags." She looks around her at all the variety of pieces for sale. "We had furniture, of course, but it was definitely in a much different style from all of this. This looks very...modern, I suppose? Hmm...I wouldn't mind a chest. Someplace safe to store my belongings at home."
"Oh, I don't know what I would get. You saw my belongings, they fit pretty neatly into just a couple bags." She looks around her at all the variety of pieces for sale. "We had furniture, of course, but it was definitely in a much different style from all of this. This looks very...modern, I suppose? Hmm...I wouldn't mind a chest. Someplace safe to store my belongings at home."
>>174109
"Huh. I suppose that is bit of what I am getting at. Equestrians and Severyanans, they may have similar origins - we both originated from various pony tribes living in northern reaches of Equus - but we moved east when windigoes attacked while Equestrians moved south. Then after windigoes were banished from this world, we had hundreds of years of history apart from Equestria where we developed our own language, our own culture, and our own religious practices, all in our own kingdoms and eventually our own empire. It is only because of Groverian Conquests that we ever became part of Equestria in first place."
"Huh. I suppose that is bit of what I am getting at. Equestrians and Severyanans, they may have similar origins - we both originated from various pony tribes living in northern reaches of Equus - but we moved east when windigoes attacked while Equestrians moved south. Then after windigoes were banished from this world, we had hundreds of years of history apart from Equestria where we developed our own language, our own culture, and our own religious practices, all in our own kingdoms and eventually our own empire. It is only because of Groverian Conquests that we ever became part of Equestria in first place."
>>174111
It is indeed rather "modern," generally with lathe cut wooden legs, woven fabrics, and sometimes flamboyant dyed colors.
"Oh they'll have a chest around here somewhere. Maybe you should get one."
>>174112
"I see..." she says. "So, you dominate. You are not stewards." Just a little bit disappointed.
It is indeed rather "modern," generally with lathe cut wooden legs, woven fabrics, and sometimes flamboyant dyed colors.
"Oh they'll have a chest around here somewhere. Maybe you should get one."
>>174112
"I see..." she says. "So, you dominate. You are not stewards." Just a little bit disappointed.
>>174113
"Like I said, Equestria and Severyana are different and have different histories and cultures. Winter Wrap Up for example is very much Equestrian tradition, where ponies helped nature prepare for transition from winter to spring by melting snow and ice, waking up creatures from their dens and burrows, and making new nests and homes for animals. It is very steward-like tradition."
"Like I said, Equestria and Severyana are different and have different histories and cultures. Winter Wrap Up for example is very much Equestrian tradition, where ponies helped nature prepare for transition from winter to spring by melting snow and ice, waking up creatures from their dens and burrows, and making new nests and homes for animals. It is very steward-like tradition."
>>174113
Kira flicks her tongue as she smiles, and goes to look for chests. She doesn't need anything super fancy, just something with plenty of storage room and the ability to be locked.
Kira flicks her tongue as she smiles, and goes to look for chests. She doesn't need anything super fancy, just something with plenty of storage room and the ability to be locked.
>>174110
Posey continues her trek through the woods. The path is occasionally blocked by felled trees, though more commonly, the logs are cut in half and moved to either side. Damage to trees is sporadic, sometimes with all nearby trees intact, and sometimes with an entire acre reduced to muddy craters and wood chips. The path winds along, sometimes hugging the edge of lakes, bogs, or rivers. The sounds of a holler, and later, of a wolves' howl, are miles distant. Closer, Posey can hear the sounds of birds and insects, and occasionally see them.
Then the path takes an interesting turn. Going around the edge of what seems to be a lake, the path turns to the left to hug the left rim of the lake to meet up on the other side. This path, however, is a simple hoof path, not big enough for vehicles. For that, there is a pier that extends into the water, though the last half is damaged, with broken wood and exposed lumber piers. The water of the lake is greenish-brown, and Posey can see movement in it, both from insects and larger creatures. On the other side, a few hundred feet away, is another pier. But in the water, not far at all from pier and not in deep water, Posey can see... What seems to be the barrel of a steel gun sticking out. Insects buzz about, and on the far side, Posey can see what seem to be humingbirds.
Posey continues her trek through the woods. The path is occasionally blocked by felled trees, though more commonly, the logs are cut in half and moved to either side. Damage to trees is sporadic, sometimes with all nearby trees intact, and sometimes with an entire acre reduced to muddy craters and wood chips. The path winds along, sometimes hugging the edge of lakes, bogs, or rivers. The sounds of a holler, and later, of a wolves' howl, are miles distant. Closer, Posey can hear the sounds of birds and insects, and occasionally see them.
Then the path takes an interesting turn. Going around the edge of what seems to be a lake, the path turns to the left to hug the left rim of the lake to meet up on the other side. This path, however, is a simple hoof path, not big enough for vehicles. For that, there is a pier that extends into the water, though the last half is damaged, with broken wood and exposed lumber piers. The water of the lake is greenish-brown, and Posey can see movement in it, both from insects and larger creatures. On the other side, a few hundred feet away, is another pier. But in the water, not far at all from pier and not in deep water, Posey can see... What seems to be the barrel of a steel gun sticking out. Insects buzz about, and on the far side, Posey can see what seem to be humingbirds.
>>174117
>The sounds of a holler
Like, a pony holler?
>The water of the lake is greenish-brown, and Posey can see movement in it, both from insects and larger creatures.
I take it that means it's not running water?
>But in the water, not far at all from pier and not in deep water, Posey can see... What seems to be the barrel of a steel gun sticking out.
Posey approaches the gun and examines it for the components she's looking for.
"I wonder if the shock absorber rusted by now... Only one way to find out." Posey says drawing her tools as she finds herself getting wet for the second time today.
>The sounds of a holler
Like, a pony holler?
>The water of the lake is greenish-brown, and Posey can see movement in it, both from insects and larger creatures.
I take it that means it's not running water?
>But in the water, not far at all from pier and not in deep water, Posey can see... What seems to be the barrel of a steel gun sticking out.
Posey approaches the gun and examines it for the components she's looking for.
"I wonder if the shock absorber rusted by now... Only one way to find out." Posey says drawing her tools as she finds herself getting wet for the second time today.
>>174118
Silver smiles back. He returns his attention to the pancakes, almost all of which should be finished by now.
"You know, if you want to learn more about Equestrian traditions, holidays, and culture in general, it could be good opportunity to get acquainted with colts here and learn all about it from them."
Silver smiles back. He returns his attention to the pancakes, almost all of which should be finished by now.
"You know, if you want to learn more about Equestrian traditions, holidays, and culture in general, it could be good opportunity to get acquainted with colts here and learn all about it from them."
>>174119
>Pony holler
Best guess is some kind of monkey, though it could indeed be a pony. It's far away enough to not be an immediate concern
>running water
It does move somewhat, though not much.
>Posey is getting wet for the second time today...
Oh my...
Posey feels something rub against her back before getting in the water. She knows it's the cool touch of one of the ghosts.
"Rust? Why care about that? The paint protects it anyways."
Going into the water, the gun seems to be more or less intact. The steel or aluminum barge it was on has sunk.
>Pony holler
Best guess is some kind of monkey, though it could indeed be a pony. It's far away enough to not be an immediate concern
>running water
It does move somewhat, though not much.
>Posey is getting wet for the second time today...
Oh my...
Posey feels something rub against her back before getting in the water. She knows it's the cool touch of one of the ghosts.
"Rust? Why care about that? The paint protects it anyways."
Going into the water, the gun seems to be more or less intact. The steel or aluminum barge it was on has sunk.
>>174122
>the gun seems to be more or less intact.
>The paint protects it
"Well, that's good news." Posey replies
Posey takes her wrench and attempts to remove the part she's looking for, before dragging it out of the water for inspection.
"And I thought cadaver-collection was demeaning work..." she thinks to herself
>the gun seems to be more or less intact.
>The paint protects it
"Well, that's good news." Posey replies
Posey takes her wrench and attempts to remove the part she's looking for, before dragging it out of the water for inspection.
"And I thought cadaver-collection was demeaning work..." she thinks to herself
>>174124
Posey checks it there's anything dangerous/interesting on the barge as well.
Posey checks it there's anything dangerous/interesting on the barge as well.
>>174120
Khoi tilts her head, while Jubilosa comes closer
"Acquainted... What do you mean?"
Jubilosa asks,
"So... about these eggs..."
>>174121
If Kira is looking for one to sleep in, unfortunately they don't have that
A slate-grey stallion with a black mane and yellow eyes walks closer, then stands maybe 15 feet away from Kira.
"Do you need something?"
Khoi tilts her head, while Jubilosa comes closer
"Acquainted... What do you mean?"
Jubilosa asks,
"So... about these eggs..."
>>174121
If Kira is looking for one to sleep in, unfortunately they don't have that
A slate-grey stallion with a black mane and yellow eyes walks closer, then stands maybe 15 feet away from Kira.
"Do you need something?"
>>174126
Kira looks at this very stormy-looking stallion who stands so far away, and smiles at him.
"Hello! We're just finding items to purchase. We've already got a bed in mind, now I'm just looking for a good chest to store my belongings in."
Kira looks at this very stormy-looking stallion who stands so far away, and smiles at him.
"Hello! We're just finding items to purchase. We've already got a bed in mind, now I'm just looking for a good chest to store my belongings in."
>>174126
"You know, get to know each other, before friends, et cetera."
Silver nods at Jubilosa, and gets the carton of eggs and some butter. "How many and how do you want them cooked?"
"You know, get to know each other, before friends, et cetera."
Silver nods at Jubilosa, and gets the carton of eggs and some butter. "How many and how do you want them cooked?"
>>174129
Silver nods, setting the butter to melt in a skillet as he cracks a couple eggs into a bowl and uses either a whisk or a fork (depending on what's available) to scramble them up. He then cooks up the scrambled eggs in the skillet to her liking.
Silver nods, setting the butter to melt in a skillet as he cracks a couple eggs into a bowl and uses either a whisk or a fork (depending on what's available) to scramble them up. He then cooks up the scrambled eggs in the skillet to her liking.
>>174129
"Hmmmmm..." Kira considers the options available to her, then points to the biggest one. "I like this big one."
"Hmmmmm..." Kira considers the options available to her, then points to the biggest one. "I like this big one."
>>174132
Silver looks over at Khoi, and tilts his head.
"My intent? I cannot just open my home and hearth to those in need because it is right thing to do?"
Silver looks over at Khoi, and tilts his head.
"My intent? I cannot just open my home and hearth to those in need because it is right thing to do?"
>>174132
"Well, I suppose I need storage for whatever I come upon. I don't have much now, just my bow, arrows, and spear among other miscellaneous items. But, you never know what you could come to own in the future, and I'd like to be able to have a place to securely store them."
"Well, I suppose I need storage for whatever I come upon. I don't have much now, just my bow, arrows, and spear among other miscellaneous items. But, you never know what you could come to own in the future, and I'd like to be able to have a place to securely store them."
Sorry for not replying in so long. I meant to get to this much sooner but finding appropriate music wasn't easy.
>>173684
Amber does not keep a head of state waiting, especially one of such tastes. She turns to Erik. "We will be playing Bartók's duos next. First Ara Táskor into Számláló, then Scherzo into Arab Dal, Szunyogtánc, Gyermekrengetéskor into Szénagyüjtéskor and Lakodalmas, and finally Bánkódás. Got it?"
Erik isn't given much time to get ready, or even to process the strange names, before bow is put to string. The first part starts slowly but coldly, before launching into an atonal melody, before receding again. This goes on several times, and it is a surprise that this was a transliteration of a harvest song, though to an untrained ear it may evoke waves of fields of grain. But in reality, it is the harsh bitterness of repetitive years of work which wear on a farmer who is never able to escape his drudgery. This is followed by a quicker and mounting melody, the lead part of which is filled very aptly with Amber's deeper-sounding viol. As the short section carries on, the disparate notes of the viol and Erik's violin come closer together but never fully merge before an abrupt end. Some deep fissures in being, like that between griffons or ponies, or the conflict of wills within the madness of Diazela, will never be healed before sudden ruination.
https://youtu.be/F-dP9UXo0Hk?t=1761
Unlike in her previous performance, Amber is not hampered by a lack of instruments and is fully within her element in the string duos. The next section starts out with a lively song in unison before the two instruments divide in organized chaos, complete with plucks. What could be more suited for the plans of griffons rended asunder by the terrible entropic beauty of the universe? The two start playing a darkly whirling dance from distant deserts, each instrument complementing the other in an otherworldly, heartless sound. Unknown to the listeners even the notes to it are beautifully symmetric.
(39:47)
The tempo picks up one more time as Amber and Eric play what seem to be the same song at different places yet which mesh together in rhythm and come together twice in a climax. Aptly named the Mosquito Dance, it resembles a horde of pests moving faster than the eye can perceive, uncatchable and yet waiting to descend.
(19:16)
The duo slow down and more closely match their music, though they remain separate enough to lend an ethereal atonal quality to the song. Why this piece is titled "Cradle Song" remains a mystery, with the most likely explanation being that it is an adaptation of an existing lullaby. Rather than being calming, however, it is haunting and sets one's feathers on end. This is assuaged by the next song, the "Hay Song," which among the collection is the most genuinely peaceful and pastoral piece. Given the name, it is most likely taken from some remote pony province, with the atonal yet tranquil melody suiting their unique optimism and harmony even in times of chaos. The leitmotifs carry on through the "Wedding Song," which unlike previous slow sections carries a warmth in it suiting the name, even as it drags to a halt.
(8:01)
Capping out the performance is a morose and tearful song. At times it seems like two separate songs of mourning played together. It retains ethereal qualities yet feels grounded in the agonies and sorrows of life. Is it the plaintive cries of two separated lovers, or evocative of a coming conflict that will shake the world to its core? At one point the song seems to end, but comes back with full volume, as one's sorrows may recede and return. The song slows once more and the two musicians drag out the last note as their performance finally comes to a close.
(23:07)
>>173755
Middles?
>>174072
https://youtu.be/eljAjfttGoI
>>173684
Amber does not keep a head of state waiting, especially one of such tastes. She turns to Erik. "We will be playing Bartók's duos next. First Ara Táskor into Számláló, then Scherzo into Arab Dal, Szunyogtánc, Gyermekrengetéskor into Szénagyüjtéskor and Lakodalmas, and finally Bánkódás. Got it?"
Erik isn't given much time to get ready, or even to process the strange names, before bow is put to string. The first part starts slowly but coldly, before launching into an atonal melody, before receding again. This goes on several times, and it is a surprise that this was a transliteration of a harvest song, though to an untrained ear it may evoke waves of fields of grain. But in reality, it is the harsh bitterness of repetitive years of work which wear on a farmer who is never able to escape his drudgery. This is followed by a quicker and mounting melody, the lead part of which is filled very aptly with Amber's deeper-sounding viol. As the short section carries on, the disparate notes of the viol and Erik's violin come closer together but never fully merge before an abrupt end. Some deep fissures in being, like that between griffons or ponies, or the conflict of wills within the madness of Diazela, will never be healed before sudden ruination.
https://youtu.be/F-dP9UXo0Hk?t=1761
Unlike in her previous performance, Amber is not hampered by a lack of instruments and is fully within her element in the string duos. The next section starts out with a lively song in unison before the two instruments divide in organized chaos, complete with plucks. What could be more suited for the plans of griffons rended asunder by the terrible entropic beauty of the universe? The two start playing a darkly whirling dance from distant deserts, each instrument complementing the other in an otherworldly, heartless sound. Unknown to the listeners even the notes to it are beautifully symmetric.
(39:47)
The tempo picks up one more time as Amber and Eric play what seem to be the same song at different places yet which mesh together in rhythm and come together twice in a climax. Aptly named the Mosquito Dance, it resembles a horde of pests moving faster than the eye can perceive, uncatchable and yet waiting to descend.
(19:16)
The duo slow down and more closely match their music, though they remain separate enough to lend an ethereal atonal quality to the song. Why this piece is titled "Cradle Song" remains a mystery, with the most likely explanation being that it is an adaptation of an existing lullaby. Rather than being calming, however, it is haunting and sets one's feathers on end. This is assuaged by the next song, the "Hay Song," which among the collection is the most genuinely peaceful and pastoral piece. Given the name, it is most likely taken from some remote pony province, with the atonal yet tranquil melody suiting their unique optimism and harmony even in times of chaos. The leitmotifs carry on through the "Wedding Song," which unlike previous slow sections carries a warmth in it suiting the name, even as it drags to a halt.
(8:01)
Capping out the performance is a morose and tearful song. At times it seems like two separate songs of mourning played together. It retains ethereal qualities yet feels grounded in the agonies and sorrows of life. Is it the plaintive cries of two separated lovers, or evocative of a coming conflict that will shake the world to its core? At one point the song seems to end, but comes back with full volume, as one's sorrows may recede and return. The song slows once more and the two musicians drag out the last note as their performance finally comes to a close.
(23:07)
>>173755
Middles?
>>174072
https://youtu.be/eljAjfttGoI
>>174139
"Well, either way, the biggest you have should do me fine!"
She smiles, and flicks her tongue.
"Well, either way, the biggest you have should do me fine!"
She smiles, and flicks her tongue.
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>>174133
>>174147
Soon(TM). As you’ve surely guessed, it’s not 100% smooth. But this whole questline will be over soon.
>>174141
Jubilosa takes up some kind of conversation in the bar area with Clipping, with the word “jam” being heard.
Khoi:
“But they are children. Should they not be with some family?”
>>174142
“Uh… ‘there’s one this way.” He moves to love past Kira. Kira, however, takes up a decent portion of the walk way between furniture, and stretches even further. Either out of fear or politesse, he seems reluctant to move past Kira, and may have to step over her body at some point. He lifts up a foreleg.
“Uh, this way.”
>>174147
Soon(TM). As you’ve surely guessed, it’s not 100% smooth. But this whole questline will be over soon.
>>174141
Jubilosa takes up some kind of conversation in the bar area with Clipping, with the word “jam” being heard.
Khoi:
“But they are children. Should they not be with some family?”
>>174142
“Uh… ‘there’s one this way.” He moves to love past Kira. Kira, however, takes up a decent portion of the walk way between furniture, and stretches even further. Either out of fear or politesse, he seems reluctant to move past Kira, and may have to step over her body at some point. He lifts up a foreleg.
“Uh, this way.”
>>174167
It sounds like Clip and Jubilosa are having an engrossing conversation. Hopefully Silver gets to listen to more of it, if it's not finished before his current one with Khoi.
"You do not think this could become family?" Silver says, as he gestures over the gathered creatures.
It sounds like Clip and Jubilosa are having an engrossing conversation. Hopefully Silver gets to listen to more of it, if it's not finished before his current one with Khoi.
"You do not think this could become family?" Silver says, as he gestures over the gathered creatures.
>>174167
"Oh, my apologies sir! I'm still getting used to these pony-sized spaces."
She kindly pulls her tail closer to her coiling it around herself as tightly as she can, making enough room for the reluctant pony to pass by and consequently removing one more excuse of not get closer to the nope noodle.
"Oh, my apologies sir! I'm still getting used to these pony-sized spaces."
She kindly pulls her tail closer to her coiling it around herself as tightly as she can, making enough room for the reluctant pony to pass by and consequently removing one more excuse of not get closer to the nope noodle.
>>174170
Kira smiles friendly enough at the sales associate pony, though she also has to admit it's starting to get a little awkward.
Kira smiles friendly enough at the sales associate pony, though she also has to admit it's starting to get a little awkward.
>>174172
“Well, they do, but… this is an older colt, a griffin… a gnoll…” she looks down
>>174173
The stallion decides to finally move by. While the passage way isn’t that small, Kira is rather wide when coiled. He looks over to her and scoots by. He smiles with all teeth showing, as he must surely be aware he is well within hugging range. His fur on his legs rubs Kira’s scales, and he utters a “sorry.” He moves past Kira, and looks back to her, still smiling with teeth. “This way… please.”
“Well, they do, but… this is an older colt, a griffin… a gnoll…” she looks down
>>174173
The stallion decides to finally move by. While the passage way isn’t that small, Kira is rather wide when coiled. He looks over to her and scoots by. He smiles with all teeth showing, as he must surely be aware he is well within hugging range. His fur on his legs rubs Kira’s scales, and he utters a “sorry.” He moves past Kira, and looks back to her, still smiling with teeth. “This way… please.”
>>174174
Thankfully, for the poor pony's sanity, Kira does not hug the pony (at least, for the moment). She smiles back at him and starts to follow, uncoiling as she does so like a spool of yarn.
Thankfully, for the poor pony's sanity, Kira does not hug the pony (at least, for the moment). She smiles back at him and starts to follow, uncoiling as she does so like a spool of yarn.
>>174174
Silver chuckles, and smiles at the kirin regardless if she can see it or not.
"There have been far stranger families, I must say."
Silver chuckles, and smiles at the kirin regardless if she can see it or not.
"There have been far stranger families, I must say."
>>174175
He moves ahead, often looking back
“This way.”
They do not move far at all. He stops in front of a very large rectangular chest of white with blue floral decorations, mimicking the decorative style of oriental porcelain vases. It’s big enough for Kira to fit her bow in, her blankets, and basically all of her possessions with room to spare. But while it’s big enough to fit a pony and maybe even Kira, it is not long enough for pole arms.
“Wood construction. There is a lock on it, but for full security you may want to add your own, which you can with the bars here.” He looks back to her. “This is our largest.”
He moves ahead, often looking back
“This way.”
They do not move far at all. He stops in front of a very large rectangular chest of white with blue floral decorations, mimicking the decorative style of oriental porcelain vases. It’s big enough for Kira to fit her bow in, her blankets, and basically all of her possessions with room to spare. But while it’s big enough to fit a pony and maybe even Kira, it is not long enough for pole arms.
“Wood construction. There is a lock on it, but for full security you may want to add your own, which you can with the bars here.” He looks back to her. “This is our largest.”
>>174176
She sits on her hind quarters, and moves herself up in a way that she can use her forehooves to make gestures. “But…” she looks down, and her tail curls around her front, with the little tuft of hair in front of her left hind leg. “I wanted a family that was mine.” She moves her hooves in circles around each other in front of her. “My blood and my stallion…”
She sits on her hind quarters, and moves herself up in a way that she can use her forehooves to make gestures. “But…” she looks down, and her tail curls around her front, with the little tuft of hair in front of her left hind leg. “I wanted a family that was mine.” She moves her hooves in circles around each other in front of her. “My blood and my stallion…”
>>174178
"Well..." Silver puts a hoof on her circling forehooves, stopping them. "...why can that not still happen?"
"Well..." Silver puts a hoof on her circling forehooves, stopping them. "...why can that not still happen?"
>>174177
Kira lets out an "ooooo!" at the sight of the large container. Even if it's not quite long enough for a spear, it still very much fills all of her needs.
"I'll take it!"
Kira lets out an "ooooo!" at the sight of the large container. Even if it's not quite long enough for a spear, it still very much fills all of her needs.
"I'll take it!"
>>174179
“But… Ms. Valador. You are with her? Are you not? I can hear you two. I know we are not betrothed but… And the colts. Am I to take care of them? The oldest one is big enough he can care for himself. And the gnoll. He is a gnoll.” She pauses, looks down, then back up. “Where am I in this? What do you intend?”
>>174180
He looks back to her.
“How do you intend to pay?” He asks
“But… Ms. Valador. You are with her? Are you not? I can hear you two. I know we are not betrothed but… And the colts. Am I to take care of them? The oldest one is big enough he can care for himself. And the gnoll. He is a gnoll.” She pauses, looks down, then back up. “Where am I in this? What do you intend?”
>>174180
He looks back to her.
“How do you intend to pay?” He asks
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>>174191
I would like to request that my four ghostly companions here assist me in awareness of my surroundings.
I would like to request that my four ghostly companions here assist me in awareness of my surroundings.
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>>174197
"Hrrk.. T-tell me if you see the shock absorber anywhere, or anything else interesting...!" Posey says, between groans of exertion as she wades into the water and tries to haul out the device or detach the cylinder, her horn straining with its magical golden glow turning a diseased and noxious yellow as she exerts all of her power.
"Hrrk.. T-tell me if you see the shock absorber anywhere, or anything else interesting...!" Posey says, between groans of exertion as she wades into the water and tries to haul out the device or detach the cylinder, her horn straining with its magical golden glow turning a diseased and noxious yellow as she exerts all of her power.
So... Is she able to pull it out of the lake? She should have the carrying capacity to do so.
>>174181
Kira tilts her head at the pony, and says, "...with Bits?" while obviously being confused by the question.
Kira tilts her head at the pony, and says, "...with Bits?" while obviously being confused by the question.
>>174181
Whew. Khoi, uh...she certainly has a talent for asking loaded questions at especially awkward times. Had she said something earlier or had waited until they were alone it would be a lot easier for Silver to come up with an answer, but breakfast is definitely a difficult time to put him on the spot. I suppose the first thing that should be asked is if Jubilosa and Clip are still engrossed in their conversation.
Whew. Khoi, uh...she certainly has a talent for asking loaded questions at especially awkward times. Had she said something earlier or had waited until they were alone it would be a lot easier for Silver to come up with an answer, but breakfast is definitely a difficult time to put him on the spot. I suppose the first thing that should be asked is if Jubilosa and Clip are still engrossed in their conversation.
So what does Posey see?
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>>174136
Did Amber forget? Erich is from Lushi. He was born with this language, and learned to play the songs of these local greats before he learned his first word of Herzlandish. Erich makes a malign smile towards Amber, and places his bow to string.
Toil, conflict, and endless strife are essential qualities of life. What better subject could there be for the rosined bow? The struggle of competing wills - the heavy burden of those who must live in the dialectic of thesis and antithesis, and even to guide the process of history - these are surely themes that the Grand Master appreciates as he sits leaning forward in his chair, listening to every note, even if the elements of pony origin leave him curling his beak.
Though their host surely lets himself be enthralled by the well of emotion tapped into by Amber and Erich, now resonating along the old refractory, what she cannot be sure about is to what degree he grasps the underlying truth expressed in this and every performance. Standing on the tile floor, with her bow to the mandolin, music pouring out like an oil-well gusher, Amber feels the truth. Music is not an instrument to represent the lived experience of the world. The world is a representation, individual consciousness but a short-lived illusion. Emotion and will are but melody expressed. And any physicist would admit, if only under their breath, that seemingly solid matter is made up of harmonies. Beyond the blinders that are the five senses is an entire realm of music. Sometimes melodic, sometimes chaotic. Sometimes in symphony, sometimes cacophony. But always, always resonating across infinity.
Can you feel it? Exaltation. Rapture. A feeling like carnal pleasure, or rather, the feeling carnal pleasure is analogous to. Through music, Amber feels transcendent, connected to experiences separated seemingly by space, time, and individual consciousness, but is, in reality, all a part of the same universal chorus. She can feel it. It is glorious.
The music stops. For now.
Did Amber forget? Erich is from Lushi. He was born with this language, and learned to play the songs of these local greats before he learned his first word of Herzlandish. Erich makes a malign smile towards Amber, and places his bow to string.
Toil, conflict, and endless strife are essential qualities of life. What better subject could there be for the rosined bow? The struggle of competing wills - the heavy burden of those who must live in the dialectic of thesis and antithesis, and even to guide the process of history - these are surely themes that the Grand Master appreciates as he sits leaning forward in his chair, listening to every note, even if the elements of pony origin leave him curling his beak.
Though their host surely lets himself be enthralled by the well of emotion tapped into by Amber and Erich, now resonating along the old refractory, what she cannot be sure about is to what degree he grasps the underlying truth expressed in this and every performance. Standing on the tile floor, with her bow to the mandolin, music pouring out like an oil-well gusher, Amber feels the truth. Music is not an instrument to represent the lived experience of the world. The world is a representation, individual consciousness but a short-lived illusion. Emotion and will are but melody expressed. And any physicist would admit, if only under their breath, that seemingly solid matter is made up of harmonies. Beyond the blinders that are the five senses is an entire realm of music. Sometimes melodic, sometimes chaotic. Sometimes in symphony, sometimes cacophony. But always, always resonating across infinity.
Can you feel it? Exaltation. Rapture. A feeling like carnal pleasure, or rather, the feeling carnal pleasure is analogous to. Through music, Amber feels transcendent, connected to experiences separated seemingly by space, time, and individual consciousness, but is, in reality, all a part of the same universal chorus. She can feel it. It is glorious.
The music stops. For now.
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>>174136
>>174206
Amber awakens from terrible dreams, and Celestia, what terrible dreams they were. Amber dreamt that monsters and traitors partitioned her homeland of Equestria, imprisoning its princesses and paragons. Her own father was crippled permanently in the fight, and Amber was forced to live on her own, and become the breadwinner. Thrust into the city, Amber would find herself alone amongst unfamiliar faces, often alien to Equestria. A small, barely heated studio apartment taken from immigrant housing was all Amber could afford with her savings. Working two jobs from sun-up past sunset, Amber could not even afford food, scrounging her only meals from waste; only crime offered any means of getting ahead in finances. The war, as well as luckier, more educated mares, had carried off the good stallions, leaving only a dorky runt as her choice of mate.
Thank Celestia it's just a dream.
Amber awakens in her room with the early morning sunlight giving a soft blue glow to most of the room. She feels cold, even with the covers over most, but unfortunately not all of her body. She lies on her back at an angle partly on her left side. Her left hind leg is on the bed, hanging slightly over at the hoof and out of the covers. Her right hind leg bends upwards, with the area below the knee sticking out from under the covers. There is a red glow coming from beneath the covers, by her right flank. Amber feels nuzzling against her fur. It's not a haunting feeling, not especially real, but a memory that fades as she gains consciousness. Amber is tired, scarcely rested from the night. She is cold. Her genitals are sore.
Then Amber remembers something. She is a cute pony. Moreover, she is a cute mare. And with that, all of her problems aren't so bad. Who could not love a cute pony? What difficulty could not be overcome?
>>174206
Amber awakens from terrible dreams, and Celestia, what terrible dreams they were. Amber dreamt that monsters and traitors partitioned her homeland of Equestria, imprisoning its princesses and paragons. Her own father was crippled permanently in the fight, and Amber was forced to live on her own, and become the breadwinner. Thrust into the city, Amber would find herself alone amongst unfamiliar faces, often alien to Equestria. A small, barely heated studio apartment taken from immigrant housing was all Amber could afford with her savings. Working two jobs from sun-up past sunset, Amber could not even afford food, scrounging her only meals from waste; only crime offered any means of getting ahead in finances. The war, as well as luckier, more educated mares, had carried off the good stallions, leaving only a dorky runt as her choice of mate.
Thank Celestia it's just a dream.
Amber awakens in her room with the early morning sunlight giving a soft blue glow to most of the room. She feels cold, even with the covers over most, but unfortunately not all of her body. She lies on her back at an angle partly on her left side. Her left hind leg is on the bed, hanging slightly over at the hoof and out of the covers. Her right hind leg bends upwards, with the area below the knee sticking out from under the covers. There is a red glow coming from beneath the covers, by her right flank. Amber feels nuzzling against her fur. It's not a haunting feeling, not especially real, but a memory that fades as she gains consciousness. Amber is tired, scarcely rested from the night. She is cold. Her genitals are sore.
Then Amber remembers something. She is a cute pony. Moreover, she is a cute mare. And with that, all of her problems aren't so bad. Who could not love a cute pony? What difficulty could not be overcome?
>>174208
With the covers removed, Amber can see that her cutie mark is glowing. Burgundy in the center, and blue around the edges.
With the covers removed, Amber can see that her cutie mark is glowing. Burgundy in the center, and blue around the edges.
>>174209
Her mouth agape, Amber gingerly touches a hoof to the glowing cutie mark, as if afraid it would start burning.
Her mouth agape, Amber gingerly touches a hoof to the glowing cutie mark, as if afraid it would start burning.
>>174210
There is no burning sensation. Only the feel of her own hoof against fur, and her frog, hoof, and fur illuminated by the dim blue and burgundy light.
There is no burning sensation. Only the feel of her own hoof against fur, and her frog, hoof, and fur illuminated by the dim blue and burgundy light.
>>174211
Amber gasps. She throws her head back against the pillow and closes her eyes, struggling to remember anything past the veil of sleep. Even if she did this just when she woke up she wouldn't be successful. Some things are unmistakeable, however, despite being mere feelings rather than coherent thoughts. Amber was running from the law, she's pretty sure, though she rationalizes this as subconscious guilt over the purloined letter or her fear of the Blackhooves. There were definitely griffons too, but that's hardly surprising given she bears the misfortune of seeing them every day.
One thing cannot be easily rationalized, however, and that was the vague recollection of music that she couldn't transcribe even if she heard it awake and sober. It was the most beautiful music Amber had ever heard, keen and terrifying, yet her intellect cannot quite grasp it. Merely trying to grasp onto the shadow of that memory chills her, leaving her feeling lonely and naked, and her eyes fly open before vertigo can fully set in. She sits upright in bed, shifts her thoughts to the nuzzling feeling earlier, and takes stock of the dim room.
Amber gasps. She throws her head back against the pillow and closes her eyes, struggling to remember anything past the veil of sleep. Even if she did this just when she woke up she wouldn't be successful. Some things are unmistakeable, however, despite being mere feelings rather than coherent thoughts. Amber was running from the law, she's pretty sure, though she rationalizes this as subconscious guilt over the purloined letter or her fear of the Blackhooves. There were definitely griffons too, but that's hardly surprising given she bears the misfortune of seeing them every day.
One thing cannot be easily rationalized, however, and that was the vague recollection of music that she couldn't transcribe even if she heard it awake and sober. It was the most beautiful music Amber had ever heard, keen and terrifying, yet her intellect cannot quite grasp it. Merely trying to grasp onto the shadow of that memory chills her, leaving her feeling lonely and naked, and her eyes fly open before vertigo can fully set in. She sits upright in bed, shifts her thoughts to the nuzzling feeling earlier, and takes stock of the dim room.
>>174213
>>174223
>>174199
Posey feels something bite her ear. As before, there is no mystery here. It's (the same) ghost.
"The name is Turn Card, by the way."
Entering into the water, Posey sees that the gun rests on a medium sized metal barge, which sits at an angle. Behind the gun is a cart that has slid off the edge of the barge. The water has low to moderate visibility, with large amounts of particulates, presumably algae, floating about. Walking onto the barge, and especially trying to mess with the gun, Posey stirs up mud and dead plant matter, which clouds portions of the water.
Posey places a wrench to the gun, but the bolt seems to be jammed.
"Looks like there is some rusting"
>>174223
>>174199
Posey feels something bite her ear. As before, there is no mystery here. It's (the same) ghost.
"The name is Turn Card, by the way."
Entering into the water, Posey sees that the gun rests on a medium sized metal barge, which sits at an angle. Behind the gun is a cart that has slid off the edge of the barge. The water has low to moderate visibility, with large amounts of particulates, presumably algae, floating about. Walking onto the barge, and especially trying to mess with the gun, Posey stirs up mud and dead plant matter, which clouds portions of the water.
Posey places a wrench to the gun, but the bolt seems to be jammed.
"Looks like there is some rusting"
>>174212
The music... the beautiful, glorious music... She may not remember it, but she will likely pursue it in the days and months to come.
She feels tired. She has awaken a few minutes before her alarm has set her to awake - just enough to not be able to go back to sleep. The nuzzling was but a memory of her young lover's nuzzles the day before. But she can always be nuzzled more... until she can't. The sun is just over the horizon. At least she assumes it is. She can't see it from here, though its light is present. Even the Changelings know better than to stop the Princess from raising the light. The bed and covers are still messy from last night.
The music... the beautiful, glorious music... She may not remember it, but she will likely pursue it in the days and months to come.
She feels tired. She has awaken a few minutes before her alarm has set her to awake - just enough to not be able to go back to sleep. The nuzzling was but a memory of her young lover's nuzzles the day before. But she can always be nuzzled more... until she can't. The sun is just over the horizon. At least she assumes it is. She can't see it from here, though its light is present. Even the Changelings know better than to stop the Princess from raising the light. The bed and covers are still messy from last night.
>>174225
"Nice to meet you. My masters dubbed me Rosey Ring, but you can call me Posey." Posey replies, before bending over to work
>but the bolt seems to be jammed.
Posey tries to break the mountings, hoping the rust reduces its break DC.
She draws her crowbar and attempts to rend it off
[1d20+7 = (18+7) = 25]
"Nice to meet you. My masters dubbed me Rosey Ring, but you can call me Posey." Posey replies, before bending over to work
>but the bolt seems to be jammed.
Posey tries to break the mountings, hoping the rust reduces its break DC.
She draws her crowbar and attempts to rend it off
[1d20+7 = (18+7) = 25]
>>174226
Amber groans. Most dreams she has had left her feeling refreshed, but the sheer mental energy of what she went through instead leaves her sapped. Her late-night dalliance certainly didn't help, but she rejects projecting any blame onto Mustard Trim.
She gets out of bed and takes a cold shower. Hopefully she can clean everything up and make it to work before the sun fully rises.
Amber groans. Most dreams she has had left her feeling refreshed, but the sheer mental energy of what she went through instead leaves her sapped. Her late-night dalliance certainly didn't help, but she rejects projecting any blame onto Mustard Trim.
She gets out of bed and takes a cold shower. Hopefully she can clean everything up and make it to work before the sun fully rises.
>>174228
And... crack
It snaps off, causing Posey to fall back. She may catch herself, but disturbing the mud in the process. Posey hears much disruption in the water, like fish moving.
>>174229
Mustard is kind of innocent of this...
The glowing has stopped. Amber has the time to shower. The cold water helps to wake her up on an otherwise hard morning.
And... crack
It snaps off, causing Posey to fall back. She may catch herself, but disturbing the mud in the process. Posey hears much disruption in the water, like fish moving.
>>174229
Mustard is kind of innocent of this...
The glowing has stopped. Amber has the time to shower. The cold water helps to wake her up on an otherwise hard morning.
>>174228
As Posey bends over, they can see a view of her namesake: the black dot on her flank, surrounded by a ring of red fire.
>>174230
>Posey hears much disruption in the water, like fish moving.
Posey decides to move to shore quickly, having been nearly-eaten once already today. She draws her sword and waits for about a minute for anything to charge at her. If nothing charges, she goes back to retrieve her gun.
"Hydras... You can never be too careful."
As Posey bends over, they can see a view of her namesake: the black dot on her flank, surrounded by a ring of red fire.
>>174230
>Posey hears much disruption in the water, like fish moving.
Posey decides to move to shore quickly, having been nearly-eaten once already today. She draws her sword and waits for about a minute for anything to charge at her. If nothing charges, she goes back to retrieve her gun.
"Hydras... You can never be too careful."
>>174231
"Nice flank."
>get to the shore
Were it so easy. Posey is still many feet away, and in deeper water with heavy equipment. The cylinder is massive and heavy, and while it is possible for Posey to tie it to her back, in the meantime, it requires at least one hoof, making effective sword wielding impractical. Posey must chose between the two.
Even more mud is disturbed
"There is something in the water!"
"Nice flank."
>get to the shore
Were it so easy. Posey is still many feet away, and in deeper water with heavy equipment. The cylinder is massive and heavy, and while it is possible for Posey to tie it to her back, in the meantime, it requires at least one hoof, making effective sword wielding impractical. Posey must chose between the two.
Even more mud is disturbed
"There is something in the water!"
>>174232
>it requires at least one hoof, making effective sword wielding impractical.
Can't she use her horn?
>it requires at least one hoof, making effective sword wielding impractical.
Can't she use her horn?
>>174232
>"Nice flank."
"~Thank you. I work hard to maintain it." Posey replies, momentarily ignoring the present danger
(Posey's main flaw is her vanity)
>"Nice flank."
"~Thank you. I work hard to maintain it." Posey replies, momentarily ignoring the present danger
(Posey's main flaw is her vanity)
>>174233
Posey's telekinesis is less powerful. She may roll but not levitate the cylinder with her telekinesis - the tendency of the odd-shaped ends of the cylinder to get caught in debris counter-acting the buoyancy of the oil and compressed gas in the steel cylinder. She may also use her telekinesis with her sword, but without a strength bonus.
>>174234
Turn Card is about to say more, but another ghost - the unicorn - silences him.
Posey's telekinesis is less powerful. She may roll but not levitate the cylinder with her telekinesis - the tendency of the odd-shaped ends of the cylinder to get caught in debris counter-acting the buoyancy of the oil and compressed gas in the steel cylinder. She may also use her telekinesis with her sword, but without a strength bonus.
>>174234
Turn Card is about to say more, but another ghost - the unicorn - silences him.
>>174235
>She may also use her telekinesis with her sword, but without a strength bonus.
And here I've been imagining that she's been using her sword with her horn this whole time. Oh well.
On second thought, I could always make a slam attack or a charnel touch, so I don't really need to use the sword rn. Posey uses her horn to steady her grip on the cylinder as she scrambles to shore.
>She may also use her telekinesis with her sword, but without a strength bonus.
And here I've been imagining that she's been using her sword with her horn this whole time. Oh well.
On second thought, I could always make a slam attack or a charnel touch, so I don't really need to use the sword rn. Posey uses her horn to steady her grip on the cylinder as she scrambles to shore.
>>174238
Posey could maybe mistake it for log, a floating back pack, or even one of the ghosts. But it isn't the shape of the former, and much too solid to be the latter. Floating through the water, kicking, Posey can see the corpse of a pony. It's brown mane floats in the water, its eyes white, the flesh on its muzzle and hooves rotting away, exposing skeletal structure, all white the flesh has swollen and mummified. It has a pack on its back which also floats above the entity. It's coming for Posey.
Roll Initiative
[1d20+3 = (17+3) = 20]
Best to roll spot as well
Posey could maybe mistake it for log, a floating back pack, or even one of the ghosts. But it isn't the shape of the former, and much too solid to be the latter. Floating through the water, kicking, Posey can see the corpse of a pony. It's brown mane floats in the water, its eyes white, the flesh on its muzzle and hooves rotting away, exposing skeletal structure, all white the flesh has swollen and mummified. It has a pack on its back which also floats above the entity. It's coming for Posey.
Roll Initiative
[1d20+3 = (17+3) = 20]
Best to roll spot as well
>>174239
Initiative
[1d20+9 = (12+9) = 21]
Gonna make a knowledge (religion) check (free action) to identify this creature.
[1d20+9 = (5+9) = 14]
Initiative
[1d20+9 = (12+9) = 21]
Gonna make a knowledge (religion) check (free action) to identify this creature.
[1d20+9 = (5+9) = 14]
>>174243
>seemingly not intelligent
"A zombie, perhaps? That's odd, they're not usually sporadic animations..." Posey says, her momentary panic fading in favor of fascination.
Uses her first turn to move as far as she can onto shore. Once she's firmly on shore, she puts the cylinder down and draws her sword.
>seemingly not intelligent
"A zombie, perhaps? That's odd, they're not usually sporadic animations..." Posey says, her momentary panic fading in favor of fascination.
Uses her first turn to move as far as she can onto shore. Once she's firmly on shore, she puts the cylinder down and draws her sword.
>>174247
Behind the creature, trailing, appears to be another undead creature of similar nature, though the specifics cannot be determined
Behind the creature, trailing, appears to be another undead creature of similar nature, though the specifics cannot be determined
>>174248
Assuming the monster's turn is over, Posey takes the Withdraw action to retreat to shore, where she can safely put down her cylinder.
This is a full round action. End of turn.
Assuming the monster's turn is over, Posey takes the Withdraw action to retreat to shore, where she can safely put down her cylinder.
This is a full round action. End of turn.
>>174249
Posey can make it to shore. It makes another attempt at her
[1d20+5 = (16+5) = 21]
[1d20+3 = (17+3) = 20]
[1d20+3 = (11+3) = 14]
Posey can make it to shore. It makes another attempt at her
[1d20+5 = (16+5) = 21]
[1d20+3 = (17+3) = 20]
[1d20+3 = (11+3) = 14]
>>174253
Okay.
On Posey's turn, she draws her Unholy symbol and a surge of power rushes through her, her mane flowing in a non-existent wind and her eyes glowing.
"By the powers vested in me, I demand that you kneel!"
Rebuke Undead
Rebuking check
[1d20+7 = (8+7) = 15]
Turning damage
[2d6+12 = (5+12) = 17]
Okay.
On Posey's turn, she draws her Unholy symbol and a surge of power rushes through her, her mane flowing in a non-existent wind and her eyes glowing.
"By the powers vested in me, I demand that you kneel!"
Rebuke Undead
Rebuking check
[1d20+7 = (8+7) = 15]
Turning damage
[2d6+12 = (5+12) = 17]
>>174254
With this check, Posey Rebukes as an 8th level Cleric. Up to 17 HD of undead are affected, and anything with 4 or less HD is commanded. Posey can command up to 7 HD of undead at once.
Turning does not require line of sight, so any undead still underwater may also be affected.
With this check, Posey Rebukes as an 8th level Cleric. Up to 17 HD of undead are affected, and anything with 4 or less HD is commanded. Posey can command up to 7 HD of undead at once.
Turning does not require line of sight, so any undead still underwater may also be affected.
>>174254
Posey feels a very much existing wind rush quickly behind her. The zombie closest to the edge of the water lets out something like a shriek, then moves further down. It seems to kneel in the water, still mostly submerged.
Posey feels a very much existing wind rush quickly behind her. The zombie closest to the edge of the water lets out something like a shriek, then moves further down. It seems to kneel in the water, still mostly submerged.
>>174256
What about the others? Are they affected?
Rebuked undead cower, as if in awe.
(Also I guess technically the ghosts might also be affected)
What about the others? Are they affected?
Rebuked undead cower, as if in awe.
(Also I guess technically the ghosts might also be affected)
>>174259
What about the ghosts? So they cower before Posey's power and beauty?
Posey nods, satisfied that the zombies are commanded.
"That's more like it. Now make yourself useful and come help me carry this giant gun."
What about the ghosts? So they cower before Posey's power and beauty?
Posey nods, satisfied that the zombies are commanded.
"That's more like it. Now make yourself useful and come help me carry this giant gun."
>>174260
The unicorn spirit seems to be awed. The other three ghosts seem to have fled.
But the two nearest zombies are commanded.
The unicorn spirit seems to be awed. The other three ghosts seem to have fled.
But the two nearest zombies are commanded.
>>174261
>The other three ghosts seem to have fled.
Huh.
Well, they can't make it far with Posey carrying their haunted objects.
>But the two nearest zombies are commanded.
These are 2 HD zombies right? Posey should be able to command three of them.
If the third zombie continues to attack, Posey draws her sword to engage it. If not, she heals herself and looks for the ghosts.
"Now where did those three go off to?"
>The other three ghosts seem to have fled.
Huh.
Well, they can't make it far with Posey carrying their haunted objects.
>But the two nearest zombies are commanded.
These are 2 HD zombies right? Posey should be able to command three of them.
If the third zombie continues to attack, Posey draws her sword to engage it. If not, she heals herself and looks for the ghosts.
"Now where did those three go off to?"
>>174262
The zombies are a bit larger than expected. The third zombie circles in the water, but none of the three seem eager to - or maybe even capable of - leaving it. The three zombies have retreated to their items. Posey can feel the difference, as previously the ghosts would lope in circles in front of and around Posey, creating a chill breeze, and Turn Card repeatedly touched Posey.
The zombies are a bit larger than expected. The third zombie circles in the water, but none of the three seem eager to - or maybe even capable of - leaving it. The three zombies have retreated to their items. Posey can feel the difference, as previously the ghosts would lope in circles in front of and around Posey, creating a chill breeze, and Turn Card repeatedly touched Posey.
>>174263
>but none of the three seem eager to - or maybe even capable of - leaving it.
"Anchorite haunting zombies; how peculiar... Perhaps they're bound to the boat, or the lake." Posey ponders
"I guess I'm carrying this thing home on my own then." Posey says
She takes a moment to examine the cylinder, to check if it's in good condition
>but none of the three seem eager to - or maybe even capable of - leaving it.
"Anchorite haunting zombies; how peculiar... Perhaps they're bound to the boat, or the lake." Posey ponders
"I guess I'm carrying this thing home on my own then." Posey says
She takes a moment to examine the cylinder, to check if it's in good condition
>>174264
It would perhaps be more accurate to say that the zombies are aquatic - their morphology shaped by the water.
The cylinder has rust in several areas that make it difficult to move up and down. However, it still has pressure and oil.
It would perhaps be more accurate to say that the zombies are aquatic - their morphology shaped by the water.
The cylinder has rust in several areas that make it difficult to move up and down. However, it still has pressure and oil.
>>174265
These aren't Lacedons, are they?
>However, it still has pressure and oil.
If that's good enough for her masters to reverse engineer, then I guess Posey's mission is done.
These aren't Lacedons, are they?
>However, it still has pressure and oil.
If that's good enough for her masters to reverse engineer, then I guess Posey's mission is done.
>>174266
Kinda, with ghast stats
Posey doesn't really know much about engineering. The inability of the piston to move is concerning, but it does have structural integrity.
Kinda, with ghast stats
Posey doesn't really know much about engineering. The inability of the piston to move is concerning, but it does have structural integrity.
>>174267
I was hoping I would meet Lacedons (aka drowners) in this swamp. They're useful to have around. They should be able to crawl on land too.
Ghouls make up a large proportion of the Dread league, and Posey has seen many before, so would she recognize them?
Posey peers closer to the decayed creatures, examining them more closely.
I was hoping I would meet Lacedons (aka drowners) in this swamp. They're useful to have around. They should be able to crawl on land too.
Ghouls make up a large proportion of the Dread league, and Posey has seen many before, so would she recognize them?
Posey peers closer to the decayed creatures, examining them more closely.
>>174268
Sure? The command won't last forever though
The fur has fallen out, leaving a hardened, white skin. The eyes have a blue glow, but are white, with milky irises that retain slight purple and golden hues. One is clearly formerly a solider, based on the remnant of a green uniform and a backpack. The other has a pack tied around its waist, though it's harder to tell. The third keeps its distance but does not seem to have been a pony at all, but something bigger.
Sure? The command won't last forever though
The fur has fallen out, leaving a hardened, white skin. The eyes have a blue glow, but are white, with milky irises that retain slight purple and golden hues. One is clearly formerly a solider, based on the remnant of a green uniform and a backpack. The other has a pack tied around its waist, though it's harder to tell. The third keeps its distance but does not seem to have been a pony at all, but something bigger.
"Diet dependents... They go too long without eating, and they become completely feral, and start rotting."
She looks at one of the nearer drowners, aka mudnixers.
She looks at it in the eyes.
"Speak." She orders, firmly
>>174269
> The command won't last forever though
Command Undead has indefinite duration.
>The third keeps its distance but does not seem to have been a pony at all, but something bigger.
"You too, if you're still able to."
She looks at one of the nearer drowners, aka mudnixers.
She looks at it in the eyes.
"Speak." She orders, firmly
>>174269
> The command won't last forever though
Command Undead has indefinite duration.
>The third keeps its distance but does not seem to have been a pony at all, but something bigger.
"You too, if you're still able to."
>>174270
>Command Undead
Pardon, Commanding through rebuking has indefinite duration. The Command Undead spell is days/level.
>Command Undead
Pardon, Commanding through rebuking has indefinite duration. The Command Undead spell is days/level.
>>174272
>The rebuke lasts 10 turns
The Rebuked condition lasts for 10 rounds (just like being turned). Commanding is indefinite, but has a limit for how many an evil cleric can command at once.
Just like undead destroyed though
>"Why are you here"
"I am here on a mission, from Dread League beyond the sea. We seek powers to bolster our undying ranks."
During the minute which the ghast is rebuked, Posey decides to make a Diplomacy check. She can see that these Ghouls are in poor condition mentally and physically, probably from not having eaten anything in weeks. She appeals to this to gain a bonus to her diplomacy check.
"I'm looking for new recruits, and I'm sure you're tired of eating catfish. I have a rather large hunk of meat on the other side of this swamp that I can't drag home by myself, so why don't you join me for a stroll and we can have ourselves a picnic?"
Diplomacy, on the ghast
[1d20+11 = (6+11) = 17]
>The rebuke lasts 10 turns
The Rebuked condition lasts for 10 rounds (just like being turned). Commanding is indefinite, but has a limit for how many an evil cleric can command at once.
Just like undead destroyed though
>"Why are you here"
"I am here on a mission, from Dread League beyond the sea. We seek powers to bolster our undying ranks."
During the minute which the ghast is rebuked, Posey decides to make a Diplomacy check. She can see that these Ghouls are in poor condition mentally and physically, probably from not having eaten anything in weeks. She appeals to this to gain a bonus to her diplomacy check.
"I'm looking for new recruits, and I'm sure you're tired of eating catfish. I have a rather large hunk of meat on the other side of this swamp that I can't drag home by myself, so why don't you join me for a stroll and we can have ourselves a picnic?"
Diplomacy, on the ghast
[1d20+11 = (6+11) = 17]
>>174273
I messed up this post, but it doesn't really matter.
It's midnight for me, and I'm pretty tired. I'm going to need to sleep soon.
To sum up my intentions, Posey realized that despite having always wanted to slay a Hydra and make a hydra zombie, she can't possibly drag it's corpse back by herself, so she's better off taking its bones. She intends to lead the ghouls to the hydras corpse so that they can devour it and return their bodies and minds to a more ideal state of preservation (since ghouls maintain their bodies through feeding), and possibly make friends in the process.
The ones she's commanded are under her control and she'll take them with her whether they like it or not, but since controlling the ghouls uses up her command pool, she'd rather they followed her.
>>174274
"It depends how well you know the swamp. I don't know if there's a direct water route."
I messed up this post, but it doesn't really matter.
It's midnight for me, and I'm pretty tired. I'm going to need to sleep soon.
To sum up my intentions, Posey realized that despite having always wanted to slay a Hydra and make a hydra zombie, she can't possibly drag it's corpse back by herself, so she's better off taking its bones. She intends to lead the ghouls to the hydras corpse so that they can devour it and return their bodies and minds to a more ideal state of preservation (since ghouls maintain their bodies through feeding), and possibly make friends in the process.
The ones she's commanded are under her control and she'll take them with her whether they like it or not, but since controlling the ghouls uses up her command pool, she'd rather they followed her.
>>174274
"It depends how well you know the swamp. I don't know if there's a direct water route."
>>174275
"Where"
I think Posey needs an intelligence roll for her ability to find her way back to the lake
"Where"
I think Posey needs an intelligence roll for her ability to find her way back to the lake
>>174276
>dry ability checks
REEEEEEEEEE.
[1d20+3 = (12+3) = 15]
"On the other side of a battlefield, not far from a damaged airship."
>dry ability checks
REEEEEEEEEE.
[1d20+3 = (12+3) = 15]
"On the other side of a battlefield, not far from a damaged airship."
>>174278
"Yes. You'll smell blood in the water once you get to the lake, and you'll find your pride on the shore. We'll meet again there."
She looks to the other ghouls, who remain telepathically under her command
"The two of you, pull yourselves out of the water and carry this gun, you should remember how to. If you do a good job you'll be allowed to feed as well." She orders, strolling off
"And if you do an excellent job, you might even get to bite a chunk out of me, as a treat." She continues, trotting off with a swing of her hips
"Yes. You'll smell blood in the water once you get to the lake, and you'll find your pride on the shore. We'll meet again there."
She looks to the other ghouls, who remain telepathically under her command
"The two of you, pull yourselves out of the water and carry this gun, you should remember how to. If you do a good job you'll be allowed to feed as well." She orders, strolling off
"And if you do an excellent job, you might even get to bite a chunk out of me, as a treat." She continues, trotting off with a swing of her hips
I need to sleep now
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>>174279
Technically, the airship is ion a different part of the swamp than the hydra. Also, the creature Posey is speaking to is counted as one of the "controlled" ones. Of the other two, one is awed, and only one is controlled.
>ambiguously either offering herself sexually to the drowner, or literally offering her flesh to be eaten with sexual overtones.
Don't think I've forgotten about that seduction roll on the ghost. There will be consequences.
Technically, the airship is ion a different part of the swamp than the hydra. Also, the creature Posey is speaking to is counted as one of the "controlled" ones. Of the other two, one is awed, and only one is controlled.
>ambiguously either offering herself sexually to the drowner, or literally offering her flesh to be eaten with sexual overtones.
Don't think I've forgotten about that seduction roll on the ghost. There will be consequences.
>>174230
Amber brushes her teeth, brushes her hair (with different brushes of course), and debates to herself on whether she has time to scrub her sheets once again or whether she should put it off until the evening. She decides that there's nothing worse than sleeping under a wet blanket in winter and does so anyway, if hurriedly.
Amber brushes her teeth, brushes her hair (with different brushes of course), and debates to herself on whether she has time to scrub her sheets once again or whether she should put it off until the evening. She decides that there's nothing worse than sleeping under a wet blanket in winter and does so anyway, if hurriedly.
>>174282
Okay, well, let me just retcon whatever Posey just said to a version of itself that actually makes sense in canon.
Okay, well, let me just retcon whatever Posey just said to a version of itself that actually makes sense in canon.
>>174282
>>174282
>>ambiguously either offering herself sexually to the drowner, or literally offering her flesh to be eaten with sexual overtones.
>Don't think I've forgotten about that seduction roll on the ghost. There will be consequences.
Posey is a degenerate.
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=RNFKveZnk2U
>>174282
>>ambiguously either offering herself sexually to the drowner, or literally offering her flesh to be eaten with sexual overtones.
>Don't think I've forgotten about that seduction roll on the ghost. There will be consequences.
Posey is a degenerate.
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=RNFKveZnk2U
>>174287
T confirm, is Posey trying to get one to go to the hydra, and two to… move the entire artillery piece onto land?
T confirm, is Posey trying to get one to go to the hydra, and two to… move the entire artillery piece onto land?
>>174290
She wants them to carry the shock absorber for her, so she can bring it back to Mason's truck more quickly.
She wants them to carry the shock absorber for her, so she can bring it back to Mason's truck more quickly.
>>174283
Though it may be only a few extra minutes, Amber does have time to scrub the sheets. Amber completes her preparations.
Some coffee would be nice...
>>174291
The one that is "awed" is a bit different from the other two, so is it all three, or just one to eat the hydra and one to carry the shock absorber?
Though it may be only a few extra minutes, Amber does have time to scrub the sheets. Amber completes her preparations.
Some coffee would be nice...
>>174291
The one that is "awed" is a bit different from the other two, so is it all three, or just one to eat the hydra and one to carry the shock absorber?
>>174292
She intends to bring them all to the hydra to restore their bodies and strip the flesh off of the carcass so she can recover its bones. The "awed" one would probably prefer to swim its way there, since Posey has no control over it. The other two Posey commands to follow her, to carry the shock absorber and defend her from any additional dangers she might face on her way back. Once she gets to the hydra, she'll watch the ghouls feed and maybe strike up conversation.
She intends to bring them all to the hydra to restore their bodies and strip the flesh off of the carcass so she can recover its bones. The "awed" one would probably prefer to swim its way there, since Posey has no control over it. The other two Posey commands to follow her, to carry the shock absorber and defend her from any additional dangers she might face on her way back. Once she gets to the hydra, she'll watch the ghouls feed and maybe strike up conversation.
>>174292
Some coffee would be nice. Unfortunately, Amber has nothing for it or even breakfast at the moment, so she just makes a mental note to get a coffee grinder and something to percolate with when she has a small amount of money squared away. She puts on her dress and heads straight to work.
Some coffee would be nice. Unfortunately, Amber has nothing for it or even breakfast at the moment, so she just makes a mental note to get a coffee grinder and something to percolate with when she has a small amount of money squared away. She puts on her dress and heads straight to work.
>>174295
Well, that's something to look forward to in the future. The ability to have breakfast. Or at least have coffee. Or lunch. Or dinner. Or being able to afford any meal at all would be nice, really. Anyways, best to get in early to help open the store. It's chilly, and it looks like there may be rain.
Well, that's something to look forward to in the future. The ability to have breakfast. Or at least have coffee. Or lunch. Or dinner. Or being able to afford any meal at all would be nice, really. Anyways, best to get in early to help open the store. It's chilly, and it looks like there may be rain.
>>174296
Amber probably won't starve to death before her first payday, but that doesn't mean it will be comfortable. At least the dress helps to keep her warm as she hurries down to the nicer part of town where the store is.
Amber probably won't starve to death before her first payday, but that doesn't mean it will be comfortable. At least the dress helps to keep her warm as she hurries down to the nicer part of town where the store is.
>>174227
"Uh...that is pretty intense line of conversation that is better had outside of breakfast. I will just say, whatever fears you have, they are unfounded."
"Uh...that is pretty intense line of conversation that is better had outside of breakfast. I will just say, whatever fears you have, they are unfounded."
>>174293
"And the rest of you can come out anytime you wish." Posey calls into the ether, as she walks back to where she left the Hydra
"And the rest of you can come out anytime you wish." Posey calls into the ether, as she walks back to where she left the Hydra
>>174290
>>174293
>>174301
Okay, so, I've laid out Posey's intentions as eloquently as I could.
Posey has completed her mission, having recovered two shock-absorbers in varying condition. She has also made several friends, which was what she actually set out to do in this country.
Is she able to make it back to the Hydra corpse?
>>174293
>>174301
Okay, so, I've laid out Posey's intentions as eloquently as I could.
Posey has completed her mission, having recovered two shock-absorbers in varying condition. She has also made several friends, which was what she actually set out to do in this country.
Is she able to make it back to the Hydra corpse?
>>174289
The Monkey's Paw curls
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kUCB9EOl-4M&pp=ygUaeW91IHVuZGVyZXN0aW1hdGUgbXkgcG93ZXI%3D
>>174303
pets friendship pony
>>174289
>>174291
>>174302
Posey doesn't get a full view of the third one, nor does it speak. But it is large, furry, and with long claws. It moves off into the water, evidently nearer the hydra. The other two, however, slowly come out of the water.
Flesh has slightly "regrown" around the mouth around otherwise exposed bone. Algea grows along the back - or maybe that's remnants of an original green color in the fur, since bleached out and greyed. The creatures limp out of the water, with the hooves not quite bending right. They carry the cylinder by Posey's command.
The ghosts remain reticent to come out. Before, Posey would regularly feel a chill wind as they moved by, sometimes touching her. At least once, even biting her. Now they keep a distance, though she can hear their whispers, speaking over each other and in a tone not meant for physical ears.
Posey back tracks, down the road, past the site of the shelling and the ruined truck, then into the woods along the animal trail, and onto the little islands.
The Monkey's Paw curls
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kUCB9EOl-4M&pp=ygUaeW91IHVuZGVyZXN0aW1hdGUgbXkgcG93ZXI%3D
>>174303
pets friendship pony
>>174289
>>174291
>>174302
Posey doesn't get a full view of the third one, nor does it speak. But it is large, furry, and with long claws. It moves off into the water, evidently nearer the hydra. The other two, however, slowly come out of the water.
Flesh has slightly "regrown" around the mouth around otherwise exposed bone. Algea grows along the back - or maybe that's remnants of an original green color in the fur, since bleached out and greyed. The creatures limp out of the water, with the hooves not quite bending right. They carry the cylinder by Posey's command.
The ghosts remain reticent to come out. Before, Posey would regularly feel a chill wind as they moved by, sometimes touching her. At least once, even biting her. Now they keep a distance, though she can hear their whispers, speaking over each other and in a tone not meant for physical ears.
Posey back tracks, down the road, past the site of the shelling and the ruined truck, then into the woods along the animal trail, and onto the little islands.
>>174305
"Oh, p'shaw," she exclaims with the wave of a hoof. "That's not a problem at all. I just need to see how my roommate is doing looking for the furniture she needs."
Speaking of, how is Neela doing with her shopping?
"Oh, p'shaw," she exclaims with the wave of a hoof. "That's not a problem at all. I just need to see how my roommate is doing looking for the furniture she needs."
Speaking of, how is Neela doing with her shopping?
>>174304
>The ghosts remain reticent to come out. Before, Posey would regularly feel a chill wind as they moved by, sometimes touching her. At least once, even biting her. Now they keep a distance, though she can hear their whispers, speaking over each other and in a tone not meant for physical ears.
Well look at that: Posey has spooked the spooks.
Posey takes note of this, but doesn't seem bothered by it.
Posey gallops back to where she left the hydra, humming a ballad of victory as she goes.
>The ghosts remain reticent to come out. Before, Posey would regularly feel a chill wind as they moved by, sometimes touching her. At least once, even biting her. Now they keep a distance, though she can hear their whispers, speaking over each other and in a tone not meant for physical ears.
Well look at that: Posey has spooked the spooks.
Posey takes note of this, but doesn't seem bothered by it.
Posey gallops back to where she left the hydra, humming a ballad of victory as she goes.
>>174309
The sun declines in the sky, and now the tree line leaves long shadows, casting much of the forest floor in darkness. Though it isn't Posey's first time through these areas, finding her way back amongst so many similar looking trees and little lakes is not easy. The sight of the backpack-tree, anomalous and eerie as it is, is perhaps welcome as a familiar site. The ghouls do not move fast, and move towards water, preferring it at almost every opportunity, though at one point they flee from it, or rather, at some unseen something within it.
But after some minutes, Posey comes across the tiny little lake that she believes is where she encountered the hydra. The whispers are ceaseless, and the ghouls need no order to enter the water.
The sun declines in the sky, and now the tree line leaves long shadows, casting much of the forest floor in darkness. Though it isn't Posey's first time through these areas, finding her way back amongst so many similar looking trees and little lakes is not easy. The sight of the backpack-tree, anomalous and eerie as it is, is perhaps welcome as a familiar site. The ghouls do not move fast, and move towards water, preferring it at almost every opportunity, though at one point they flee from it, or rather, at some unseen something within it.
But after some minutes, Posey comes across the tiny little lake that she believes is where she encountered the hydra. The whispers are ceaseless, and the ghouls need no order to enter the water.
>>174297
Dark clouds move over the city as Amber walks to work, and though it seems that it will rain today as it did the day before, it does not. A cool wind accompanies the clouds, and Amber may be glad she wore her dress, though it may not be quite cold enough to be completely comfortable. Amber surely would like coffee or breakfast, and several shops along the route offer such, but Amber likely can't spare the change.
Amber sees High Sewn standing outside in a tasteful green and gold dress. She stands next to the window as if she were smoking a cigarette, although she clearly isn't. She looks over to Amber and says
"Oh good, you're here. We need to do some restocking this morning. And mare the desk in the late morning, I have some sewing to do."
Dark clouds move over the city as Amber walks to work, and though it seems that it will rain today as it did the day before, it does not. A cool wind accompanies the clouds, and Amber may be glad she wore her dress, though it may not be quite cold enough to be completely comfortable. Amber surely would like coffee or breakfast, and several shops along the route offer such, but Amber likely can't spare the change.
Amber sees High Sewn standing outside in a tasteful green and gold dress. She stands next to the window as if she were smoking a cigarette, although she clearly isn't. She looks over to Amber and says
"Oh good, you're here. We need to do some restocking this morning. And mare the desk in the late morning, I have some sewing to do."
>>174323
>though at one point they flee from it, or rather, at some unseen something within it.
Posey telepathically orders the ghouls to report whatever they detected in the water.
>The whispers are ceaseless, and the ghouls need no order to enter the water.
She silently orders them to drag the hydra carcass to shore and begin stripping the flesh off the bones.
"Usually I'd be mortified to tear up such a coveted cadaver, but I can't drag this thing home anyway. I'll have to go hydra hunting another day."
>though at one point they flee from it, or rather, at some unseen something within it.
Posey telepathically orders the ghouls to report whatever they detected in the water.
>The whispers are ceaseless, and the ghouls need no order to enter the water.
She silently orders them to drag the hydra carcass to shore and begin stripping the flesh off the bones.
"Usually I'd be mortified to tear up such a coveted cadaver, but I can't drag this thing home anyway. I'll have to go hydra hunting another day."
>>174324
One day Amber will have to ask her mother why she has a wool dress in southeast Equestria, where it's almost always too humid and warm to wear comfortably. She starts looking at the dresses of other pedestrians and daydreams of what she can get when she finds her fortune. As-is she is flat broke, unable to buy a coffee, food, or even a taxi in an emergency. She dreads the possibility of having to beg before her first paycheck.
Amber greets High Sewn and looks approvingly at her dress for a while, before realizing she's staring and cuts it out. She feels and probably looks sluggish from lack of energy, but smiles nonetheless. "Happy to help."
One day Amber will have to ask her mother why she has a wool dress in southeast Equestria, where it's almost always too humid and warm to wear comfortably. She starts looking at the dresses of other pedestrians and daydreams of what she can get when she finds her fortune. As-is she is flat broke, unable to buy a coffee, food, or even a taxi in an emergency. She dreads the possibility of having to beg before her first paycheck.
Amber greets High Sewn and looks approvingly at her dress for a while, before realizing she's staring and cuts it out. She feels and probably looks sluggish from lack of energy, but smiles nonetheless. "Happy to help."
>>174325
"Big reptile. In the water."
The third one must have found it already, and the two dive into the water, better at swimming than shambling. They strip before moving it to shore, and there is danger of losing some bones.
>>174326
Amber need scarcely daydream. She works in a store that sells dresses, at once so exquisite they are to be worn only for once in a lifetime special occasions, but within the affordability range of the average pony. And if this is too cheap, High Sewn is happy to show Amber pictures in the magazines of higher-class dresses that cost more than Amber could hope to make in a year - so long as Amber doesn't imply the store is beneath the level of these greats.
High Sewn doesn't seem to mind the staring at all, and actually moves around to show it off.
"There's a set of sweaters on the table. I need those placed on the shelves near the front on the left, next to the stockings. There is more in the back. Remember to put the price tags on.
"Big reptile. In the water."
The third one must have found it already, and the two dive into the water, better at swimming than shambling. They strip before moving it to shore, and there is danger of losing some bones.
>>174326
Amber need scarcely daydream. She works in a store that sells dresses, at once so exquisite they are to be worn only for once in a lifetime special occasions, but within the affordability range of the average pony. And if this is too cheap, High Sewn is happy to show Amber pictures in the magazines of higher-class dresses that cost more than Amber could hope to make in a year - so long as Amber doesn't imply the store is beneath the level of these greats.
High Sewn doesn't seem to mind the staring at all, and actually moves around to show it off.
"There's a set of sweaters on the table. I need those placed on the shelves near the front on the left, next to the stockings. There is more in the back. Remember to put the price tags on.
>>174328
Amber is from further inland, perhaps the mountains. It's colder there in winter
"Within each row, yes. However in the display I need items to be sorted by material and appearance rather than type. Hence why the grey wool stockings are to be placed along with the wool sweaters rather than the remainder of the stockings."
Amber is from further inland, perhaps the mountains. It's colder there in winter
"Within each row, yes. However in the display I need items to be sorted by material and appearance rather than type. Hence why the grey wool stockings are to be placed along with the wool sweaters rather than the remainder of the stockings."
>>174329
"We're looking to get ponies to buy sets of clothing?" Amber replies.
She starts heading back to fulfill these instructions, carefully balancing the clothes on her back to take them to the front.
"We're looking to get ponies to buy sets of clothing?" Amber replies.
She starts heading back to fulfill these instructions, carefully balancing the clothes on her back to take them to the front.
>>174330
"Oh, but you need a matching set when travelling west for the Winter." She goes to the desk and evidently starts doing paperwork. Amber is left alone for the time being
"Oh, but you need a matching set when travelling west for the Winter." She goes to the desk and evidently starts doing paperwork. Amber is left alone for the time being
>>174331
While passing by with clothing, Amber asks with some confusion, "Why would so many ponies be headed west? That's closer to the bugs."
While passing by with clothing, Amber asks with some confusion, "Why would so many ponies be headed west? That's closer to the bugs."
>>174332
"It's... not as popular this year" she says, and uses a hoof to move some hair on her mane from around her face.
"But many ponies have family out west. Many of them are from further west, and are returning home around Hearths warming." She smiles
"Of course the ponies we really want to capture are those who visit the mountains for skiing and other holiday making."
"It's... not as popular this year" she says, and uses a hoof to move some hair on her mane from around her face.
"But many ponies have family out west. Many of them are from further west, and are returning home around Hearths warming." She smiles
"Of course the ponies we really want to capture are those who visit the mountains for skiing and other holiday making."
>>174333
"Sorry for the dumb question, I should have realized," she replied. "It must be nice to go skiing, I've never been…."
"Sorry for the dumb question, I should have realized," she replied. "It must be nice to go skiing, I've never been…."
>>174334
"Oh, I went a couple times. With an old business partner. Must have been a decade ago by now. Out even further west. Only got on the skis once and then never again. Can't say you're missing much. But other ponies like it, for, some reason. And we're here to make sure they stay warm and look good doing it. Or stay warm and look good while their coltfriends do it and they stand by watching in the snow, wishing they could go back inside and drink coco. All the same to me, really."
"Oh, I went a couple times. With an old business partner. Must have been a decade ago by now. Out even further west. Only got on the skis once and then never again. Can't say you're missing much. But other ponies like it, for, some reason. And we're here to make sure they stay warm and look good doing it. Or stay warm and look good while their coltfriends do it and they stand by watching in the snow, wishing they could go back inside and drink coco. All the same to me, really."
>>174335
The filly can't help but wonder if High Sewn is downplaying skiing simply out of personal taste. She can't imagine the highfalutin, would-be fashionista enjoying any sort of outdoor sport. But it's no time to argue, so she shrugs and arranges the nice clothing in stacks with their price tags on top.
The filly can't help but wonder if High Sewn is downplaying skiing simply out of personal taste. She can't imagine the highfalutin, would-be fashionista enjoying any sort of outdoor sport. But it's no time to argue, so she shrugs and arranges the nice clothing in stacks with their price tags on top.
>>174336
Amber manages to do so, then place up the clothing items, then check the stocks.
Annoyingly, Amber finds more clothing that has been moved around within the store by customers. Amber has to find out where these belong, and put them up.
Amber manages to do so, then place up the clothing items, then check the stocks.
Annoyingly, Amber finds more clothing that has been moved around within the store by customers. Amber has to find out where these belong, and put them up.
>>174337
Amber especially doesn't like clothing that was sloppily dropped on the floor or thrown over the racks. I bet it was those ziggers the other day, she thinks to herself. She might have to go to the back and get more hangers.
Amber especially doesn't like clothing that was sloppily dropped on the floor or thrown over the racks. I bet it was those ziggers the other day, she thinks to herself. She might have to go to the back and get more hangers.
>>174338
>those racist thoughts
oh my, little pony...
And then there are items that somepony had tried on that have to be put back up, and a few shirts that are not entirely on the hangers... And then this set of hangers, right here. The thin wire ones. Wouldn't wood work better for these coats? They are of above average weight. You know what, it's probably best just to rehang this row on more appropriate hangers.
>those racist thoughts
oh my, little pony...
And then there are items that somepony had tried on that have to be put back up, and a few shirts that are not entirely on the hangers... And then this set of hangers, right here. The thin wire ones. Wouldn't wood work better for these coats? They are of above average weight. You know what, it's probably best just to rehang this row on more appropriate hangers.
>>174339
Amber wishes there was somepony else to clean up the dressing rooms. Anyway, she tidies things up as much as she can. A good-looking store will make customers happy, which will hopefully make her boss happy.
Amber wishes there was somepony else to clean up the dressing rooms. Anyway, she tidies things up as much as she can. A good-looking store will make customers happy, which will hopefully make her boss happy.
>>174340
The store is opened, and while it's not a busy morning, the first customers come in. These include a mare with a filly who loves to bounce around, pick up dresses, and then her mother makes her put them back... on the wrong rack.
The store is opened, and while it's not a busy morning, the first customers come in. These include a mare with a filly who loves to bounce around, pick up dresses, and then her mother makes her put them back... on the wrong rack.
>>174341
It's impossible to be mad at a filly like that. Amber wordlessly puts the dresses back in the correct positions just after the filly, if at all possible.
It's impossible to be mad at a filly like that. Amber wordlessly puts the dresses back in the correct positions just after the filly, if at all possible.
>>174342
The little orange filly with a pink bow in her mane has more energy than Amber could dream of having.
High Sewn intervenes
"Oh, she doesn't need to put that back. She'd be the queen of the ball in that. And it's surprisingly affordable with our layaway program."
The little orange filly with a pink bow in her mane has more energy than Amber could dream of having.
High Sewn intervenes
"Oh, she doesn't need to put that back. She'd be the queen of the ball in that. And it's surprisingly affordable with our layaway program."
>>174343
"It is a really pretty dress," Amber affirms. She makes a mental note to ask what "layaway" is.
"It is a really pretty dress," Amber affirms. She makes a mental note to ask what "layaway" is.
>>174346
Awww…
Well, there's always another buyer around the corner, at least in non-depression times. Amber will just have to keep herself busy.
Awww…
Well, there's always another buyer around the corner, at least in non-depression times. Amber will just have to keep herself busy.
>>174347
You'll get 'em next time, little pony.
High Sewn has to go in the back to begin sewing, leaving Amber to hold down the store for the next hour or so.
You'll get 'em next time, little pony.
High Sewn has to go in the back to begin sewing, leaving Amber to hold down the store for the next hour or so.
>>174348
Amber keeps within eyeshot of the register while she tries to finish stocking various items. Her hunger makes her realize that selling candy bars at checkout would be a nice way to earn extra money.
Amber keeps within eyeshot of the register while she tries to finish stocking various items. Her hunger makes her realize that selling candy bars at checkout would be a nice way to earn extra money.
>>174350
She would…if she could physically afford lunch. Amber starts to worry over starvation and becoming an unsightly bag of bones. At least the new customers can distract her.
She would…if she could physically afford lunch. Amber starts to worry over starvation and becoming an unsightly bag of bones. At least the new customers can distract her.
>>174351
Perhaps it's worth asking somepony, like Mustard Trim, to pay for lunch.
Both customers kind of just look around. Amber may not be sure if she should be suspicious, helpful, or hooves off
Perhaps it's worth asking somepony, like Mustard Trim, to pay for lunch.
Both customers kind of just look around. Amber may not be sure if she should be suspicious, helpful, or hooves off
>>174352
Mustard Trim is at school, and not only is it rude to keep mooching off him, but wouldn't it be odd for her to show up if she's not a student? Ponies would be asking questions, and making fun of Mustard, and it would be just awful!
She decides to ask one of the customers, "Is there anything you're looking for in particular?"
Mustard Trim is at school, and not only is it rude to keep mooching off him, but wouldn't it be odd for her to show up if she's not a student? Ponies would be asking questions, and making fun of Mustard, and it would be just awful!
She decides to ask one of the customers, "Is there anything you're looking for in particular?"
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>>174327
>"Big reptile. In the water."
"Hmmm, could be another hydra."
>They strip before moving it to shore, and there is danger of losing some bones.
Once they're done stripping the flesh off of the carcass, Posey orders them to gather, stack, and bundle the bones.
Posey watches the display with a blank expression. She picks up a hydra skull and looks into it.
"These would make for a half-decent Bone Lurker, perhaps several. It's a shame I didn't bring equipment to transport the entire cadaver, but it can't be helped." she says, mostly to herself
She looks towards the third ghoul, the one she does not control.
"You, what was your name when you were alive?"
>"Big reptile. In the water."
"Hmmm, could be another hydra."
>They strip before moving it to shore, and there is danger of losing some bones.
Once they're done stripping the flesh off of the carcass, Posey orders them to gather, stack, and bundle the bones.
Posey watches the display with a blank expression. She picks up a hydra skull and looks into it.
"These would make for a half-decent Bone Lurker, perhaps several. It's a shame I didn't bring equipment to transport the entire cadaver, but it can't be helped." she says, mostly to herself
She looks towards the third ghoul, the one she does not control.
"You, what was your name when you were alive?"