The next big quest with everypony in it is coming soon (TM)
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>>175718
>>175720
I'm back.
She's taken ~94 points of damage so far (if she failed that last save; otherwise it's 82]
Is she dead yet?
The Will save for Posey's inflict moderate wounds is 19. Because of the necrotic necrotic cyst, she takes a -2 penalty to the save
Ghoul bite triggers fortitude vs paralysis, also having a -2 penalty to the save
Oh yeah, and undead have an additional 1d6 on damage rolls vs her. Let me roll 2d6 for Posey's touch and the ghast's bite
[2d6 = 7]
>>175720
I'm back.
She's taken ~94 points of damage so far (if she failed that last save; otherwise it's 82]
Is she dead yet?
The Will save for Posey's inflict moderate wounds is 19. Because of the necrotic necrotic cyst, she takes a -2 penalty to the save
Ghoul bite triggers fortitude vs paralysis, also having a -2 penalty to the save
Oh yeah, and undead have an additional 1d6 on damage rolls vs her. Let me roll 2d6 for Posey's touch and the ghast's bite
[2d6 = 7]
>>175733
"I think it'd be best to rest up for tomorrow. I can walk you home if you want," the mare adds.
"I think it'd be best to rest up for tomorrow. I can walk you home if you want," the mare adds.
>>175734
Oh yeah, Posey ends her turn with a 5 foot step, the ghast moving likewise, flanking the sacrifice.
Gloomy skedaddles off to the back of the church.
Oh yeah, Posey ends her turn with a 5 foot step, the ghast moving likewise, flanking the sacrifice.
Gloomy skedaddles off to the back of the church.
Posey should have dealt 100+ damage to this creature, accounting for the additional 1d6 when she stabbed her with the dagger.
>>175715
Does it die?
>>175715
Does it die?
>>175737
"I mean, I'd like to, but I haven't been feeling too energetic all day. We'd be tired all over again tomorrow, and, and, it just wouldn't be the same…." She is looking away abashedly.
"I mean, I'd like to, but I haven't been feeling too energetic all day. We'd be tired all over again tomorrow, and, and, it just wouldn't be the same…." She is looking away abashedly.
>>175739
"Try the abandoned building?" He asks.
Actually, sense motive
[1d20+3 = (4+3) = 7]
>>175738
Posey hopes it isn't speaking to her telepathically:
>Did you thing a little gnawing and clawing would do enough? Did you think I was not ancient when your 'black magic' was created? That I had learned nothing of resistance and resilience after all of these millennia? When your masters were failing their same quest before, I was taking notes.
But it probably can't talk. And no, it isn't dead.
"Try the abandoned building?" He asks.
Actually, sense motive
[1d20+3 = (4+3) = 7]
>>175738
Posey hopes it isn't speaking to her telepathically:
>Did you thing a little gnawing and clawing would do enough? Did you think I was not ancient when your 'black magic' was created? That I had learned nothing of resistance and resilience after all of these millennia? When your masters were failing their same quest before, I was taking notes.
But it probably can't talk. And no, it isn't dead.
>>175740
She might be afraid of public perception or someone imposing judgement.
She blinks. "You don't mean…in the abandoned building? Doing…that?"
She might be afraid of public perception or someone imposing judgement.
She blinks. "You don't mean…in the abandoned building? Doing…that?"
>>175740
What kind of monster has more than 100 HP at this level?
Posey rears for combat
"Oh no you don't. I am not going through all the trouble to get another subject, so get back on the altar and DIE BITCH!"
I guess it's the monster's turn now.
What kind of monster has more than 100 HP at this level?
Posey rears for combat
"Oh no you don't. I am not going through all the trouble to get another subject, so get back on the altar and DIE BITCH!"
I guess it's the monster's turn now.
>>175743
>My seed is already planted in you. I will have you regardless.
REEEEEEEEEE
>It turns away from Posey, and towards the priest
Attack of opportunity Posey makes a Slam attack
[1d20+10 = (4+10) = 14]
The Ghast bites
[1d20+7 = (7+7) = 14]
>My seed is already planted in you. I will have you regardless.
REEEEEEEEEE
>It turns away from Posey, and towards the priest
Attack of opportunity Posey makes a Slam attack
[1d20+10 = (4+10) = 14]
The Ghast bites
[1d20+7 = (7+7) = 14]
Does a 14 hit?
>>175743
Her ears dip down and she looks at him, aghast. "'Make it quick?' Why would you want to 'make it quick' when it's such a special moment between us? Better to appreciate that…special moment, or not have it at all. Don't you feel the same?"
Her ears dip down and she looks at him, aghast. "'Make it quick?' Why would you want to 'make it quick' when it's such a special moment between us? Better to appreciate that…special moment, or not have it at all. Don't you feel the same?"
>>175747
Mustard's fillyfriend sniffles. "I…I like your company. I don't to lose this magic by spending it so carelessly." She's no longer looking at him.
Mustard's fillyfriend sniffles. "I…I like your company. I don't to lose this magic by spending it so carelessly." She's no longer looking at him.
>>175749
“I see…” he stands up. “Goodnight Amber. I can walk myself home. That’ll give you more time to get rested.” And starts to walk away.
“I see…” he stands up. “Goodnight Amber. I can walk myself home. That’ll give you more time to get rested.” And starts to walk away.
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Okay, the good news is, if this monster has more than 100 HP, that means that it should have enough hit points to add enough HD to add +3 to my check, so if I survive this encounter, my sacrifice will be successful... 
>>175750
Despite internal misgivings, Amber doesn't chase after him. She cleans up her dishes and looks for Salt Mixer.
Despite internal misgivings, Amber doesn't chase after him. She cleans up her dishes and looks for Salt Mixer.
Are we still doing this, GM?
>>175651
Half-lidding his eyes, Silver grins at Pear. "Heh, if they already think that, then, well...why not seal deal?"
Returning to her tangent, Silver listens along, not looking bored or annoyed and in fact looks intrigued by her vast wealth of knowledge. "Us Severyanans had some stories of spirits like that, long ago. Many were turned into saints and other holy figures within Orthodox teachings, when we adopted Celestialism as state and people. Some of those old stories, it makes you wonder what really was spirit or deity, and what is explained by something else. Creatures back then, pony and otherwise, it is possible they misinterpreted something they saw and did not understand as something they could understand. It can be easy and even calming for creature to simply go, 'oh that must just be nature spirit' or something of that sort, to have easy explanation for everything."
Half-lidding his eyes, Silver grins at Pear. "Heh, if they already think that, then, well...why not seal deal?"
Returning to her tangent, Silver listens along, not looking bored or annoyed and in fact looks intrigued by her vast wealth of knowledge. "Us Severyanans had some stories of spirits like that, long ago. Many were turned into saints and other holy figures within Orthodox teachings, when we adopted Celestialism as state and people. Some of those old stories, it makes you wonder what really was spirit or deity, and what is explained by something else. Creatures back then, pony and otherwise, it is possible they misinterpreted something they saw and did not understand as something they could understand. It can be easy and even calming for creature to simply go, 'oh that must just be nature spirit' or something of that sort, to have easy explanation for everything."
>>175651
This prey was apparently never taught any self-preservation. Pity. The lamia would have enjoyed a bit of sport. Food will have to suffice.
The bite itself is forceful, but ultimately harmless. Rather than other predators who use biting as a primary way of inflicting harm, the lamia uses it as a way to grab and hold onto a target, preventing easy escape, as well as to make the next part of her attack easier. With her mouth wrapped around the goat's large head and horns, the lamia begins wrapping the goat up with her tail, coiling around is legs and midsection to begin grappling the prey.
[1d20+12 = (12+12) = 24]
This prey was apparently never taught any self-preservation. Pity. The lamia would have enjoyed a bit of sport. Food will have to suffice.
The bite itself is forceful, but ultimately harmless. Rather than other predators who use biting as a primary way of inflicting harm, the lamia uses it as a way to grab and hold onto a target, preventing easy escape, as well as to make the next part of her attack easier. With her mouth wrapped around the goat's large head and horns, the lamia begins wrapping the goat up with her tail, coiling around is legs and midsection to begin grappling the prey.
[1d20+12 = (12+12) = 24]
>>175756
She tentatively approaches the mare.
"Hello, Ms. Mixer. I was wondering, do you need a waitress or cook? I like the hostess work, but I wouldn't mind another role if you think I'm better suited to it."
She tentatively approaches the mare.
"Hello, Ms. Mixer. I was wondering, do you need a waitress or cook? I like the hostess work, but I wouldn't mind another role if you think I'm better suited to it."
>>175760
It's no use, she's already got a hold of the prey. The goat puts up a valiant fight, but she fully wraps her tail around the prey, and already the lamia begins to constrict her coils around the prey, forcing air from its lungs and preventing it from drawing in breath easily.
[1d6 = 4]
It's no use, she's already got a hold of the prey. The goat puts up a valiant fight, but she fully wraps her tail around the prey, and already the lamia begins to constrict her coils around the prey, forcing air from its lungs and preventing it from drawing in breath easily.
[1d6 = 4]
>>175760
"I would have to warn you, though, it can get rather...messy. For me it is go big, or go home." He turns his head to looks around the quarry. "As you already saw, of course."
"I would have to warn you, though, it can get rather...messy. For me it is go big, or go home." He turns his head to looks around the quarry. "As you already saw, of course."
>>175765
A noble effort from the goat. It appears the prey has at least some fighting instincts, though if the goat truly does not wish to become the lamia's next meal then it must make a proper attempt to escape. As is, the lamia continues to constrict the prey in her coils.
[1d6+3 = (6+3) = 9]
A noble effort from the goat. It appears the prey has at least some fighting instincts, though if the goat truly does not wish to become the lamia's next meal then it must make a proper attempt to escape. As is, the lamia continues to constrict the prey in her coils.
[1d6+3 = (6+3) = 9]
>>175767
She smiles, leans in towards his face, looks into his eyes, and places her right hoof against his mouth. Then she pulls her hoof back, and taps him.
“Absolutely not. I’m working.”
And then a scrunchy face. She tries to wiggle out of Silver’s embrace, mostly by moving down.
>>175766
He has only a few kicks in him left, still bahing. But his forelegs can’t move. They are already broken.
She smiles, leans in towards his face, looks into his eyes, and places her right hoof against his mouth. Then she pulls her hoof back, and taps him.
“Absolutely not. I’m working.”
And then a scrunchy face. She tries to wiggle out of Silver’s embrace, mostly by moving down.
>>175766
He has only a few kicks in him left, still bahing. But his forelegs can’t move. They are already broken.
>>175768
Silver, the big strong unicorn, scrunches after being lured into her false promise of a kiss. He reluctantly allows her to escape before chuckling slightly.
"Okay, but do not think I have forgotten. You can not be at work forever." He gives her cute lil' snoot a quick boop before she gets out of range. "Have you found anything interesting in there that was missed during my exploration?"
Silver, the big strong unicorn, scrunches after being lured into her false promise of a kiss. He reluctantly allows her to escape before chuckling slightly.
"Okay, but do not think I have forgotten. You can not be at work forever." He gives her cute lil' snoot a quick boop before she gets out of range. "Have you found anything interesting in there that was missed during my exploration?"
>>175768
The prey weakens. Only a short amount of time is left before the goat becomes one with the lamia. Once more her coils tighten around the helpless prey. The more it bahs and kicks without escaping, the quicker it succumbs. The lamia waits for the oxygen-starved food to fall unconscious.
[1d6+3 = (2+3) = 5]
The prey weakens. Only a short amount of time is left before the goat becomes one with the lamia. Once more her coils tighten around the helpless prey. The more it bahs and kicks without escaping, the quicker it succumbs. The lamia waits for the oxygen-starved food to fall unconscious.
[1d6+3 = (2+3) = 5]
>>175771
“BAAaaa…”
Hopper falls silent, and stops moving. It is done.
>>175770
The little mare closes her eyes, flinches her head back, and then scrunching. She sits down and wraps her bright strawberry tail around herself. She doesn’t address Silver’s first statement.
“What did we find? What did you leave behind? I’ve been focused on the books, but… I know there are multiple pony corpses. Zebra corpses too… Bones in catacombs as well. The others are trying to piece that together. Who they were. How they got there. I do know some occult items have been found. It appears old Curwhinny was even more of a collector of the esoteric than the rumors suggested… it’s kind of a treasure trove of that period. Well, of several periods. Hard to believe this was all right here, and ignored. It was even found after it was sealed, by the quarrymen. And they just sealed it again. But much is still here, even if the fire took much, and… some books are missing. Curwhinny himself as well. But I have quite a bit I can look at, and find something new. Like this book here.”
“BAAaaa…”
Hopper falls silent, and stops moving. It is done.
>>175770
The little mare closes her eyes, flinches her head back, and then scrunching. She sits down and wraps her bright strawberry tail around herself. She doesn’t address Silver’s first statement.
“What did we find? What did you leave behind? I’ve been focused on the books, but… I know there are multiple pony corpses. Zebra corpses too… Bones in catacombs as well. The others are trying to piece that together. Who they were. How they got there. I do know some occult items have been found. It appears old Curwhinny was even more of a collector of the esoteric than the rumors suggested… it’s kind of a treasure trove of that period. Well, of several periods. Hard to believe this was all right here, and ignored. It was even found after it was sealed, by the quarrymen. And they just sealed it again. But much is still here, even if the fire took much, and… some books are missing. Curwhinny himself as well. But I have quite a bit I can look at, and find something new. Like this book here.”
>>175773
It is done, but not finished. The lamia notices the rope still tied around the goat. Meddlesome thing, getting in the way. She unties the rope, freeing the goat from at least one thing shackling it to this place. Much better now, now that nothing is interfering with her meal. She releases the goat's head only to readjust and place her mouth around it once more. An angle that is good for grappling isn't necessarily good for swallowing, either. Her snake coils grab the goat's body and begins to feed it down her throat slowly. It is a sizable meal especially with the horns still intact, perhaps it is among the largest meals the lamia has ever had, but her pony half stretches and morphs visibly and audibly around the goat's form in an unnatural fashion all the same. It feels good, fulfilling her natural instincts to hunt, to feed, to follow the natural order of things. Bit by bit, less and less of the goat becomes visible as she takes the prey down her voracious maw, feeding her ravenous hunger. Her coils let go of the goat's body section by section until only the hind section is left outside the predator's form. The lamia lifts her head up, swallowing down the final section of her prey whole. Her pony half regains shape as the goat slides down her neck into the snake-half of her body. It seems to settle, as it stops moving nearly as quickly as it did first going down. The lamia can't help but to let out a satisfied sigh, letting her tongue hang out of her fully-opened mouth for a bit.
She closes her eyes. There's a small pop as she closes her mouth, jaw snapping back into place. Her pony facial features return to normal, her body showing few if any signs of what had just happened save for the massive lump in her snake section. She breathes, in, then out, as her quieted primal instincts once again settle back down in her mind. She opens her eyes, returned to their normal, bat-pony like shape. Kira has returned. She turns slowly to face Neela, looking afraid to see her deer friend's reaction to what she just did. Looking afraid to see how her opinion of Kira has changed from witnessing what must have been a horrible occurrence for any prey animal to see.
It is done, but not finished. The lamia notices the rope still tied around the goat. Meddlesome thing, getting in the way. She unties the rope, freeing the goat from at least one thing shackling it to this place. Much better now, now that nothing is interfering with her meal. She releases the goat's head only to readjust and place her mouth around it once more. An angle that is good for grappling isn't necessarily good for swallowing, either. Her snake coils grab the goat's body and begins to feed it down her throat slowly. It is a sizable meal especially with the horns still intact, perhaps it is among the largest meals the lamia has ever had, but her pony half stretches and morphs visibly and audibly around the goat's form in an unnatural fashion all the same. It feels good, fulfilling her natural instincts to hunt, to feed, to follow the natural order of things. Bit by bit, less and less of the goat becomes visible as she takes the prey down her voracious maw, feeding her ravenous hunger. Her coils let go of the goat's body section by section until only the hind section is left outside the predator's form. The lamia lifts her head up, swallowing down the final section of her prey whole. Her pony half regains shape as the goat slides down her neck into the snake-half of her body. It seems to settle, as it stops moving nearly as quickly as it did first going down. The lamia can't help but to let out a satisfied sigh, letting her tongue hang out of her fully-opened mouth for a bit.
She closes her eyes. There's a small pop as she closes her mouth, jaw snapping back into place. Her pony facial features return to normal, her body showing few if any signs of what had just happened save for the massive lump in her snake section. She breathes, in, then out, as her quieted primal instincts once again settle back down in her mind. She opens her eyes, returned to their normal, bat-pony like shape. Kira has returned. She turns slowly to face Neela, looking afraid to see her deer friend's reaction to what she just did. Looking afraid to see how her opinion of Kira has changed from witnessing what must have been a horrible occurrence for any prey animal to see.
>>175773
"You did not Curwhinny?" Silver looks at the small mare, absolutely puzzled by this information. "Did you find where he had been sealed, in room surrounded by corpses?"
"You did not Curwhinny?" Silver looks at the small mare, absolutely puzzled by this information. "Did you find where he had been sealed, in room surrounded by corpses?"
>>175775
>>175775
“We found a coffin, to be sure. But there was nothing in it besides a little dust.”
>>175774
Oh my…
Having the ability to force her upper body upright and let gravity assist, while also having forelegs to hold down, help guide in and then physically push down the prey is a major benefit true snakes don’t have. All the same, the process is slow, and Kira may feel vulnerable. She may be glad to be doing this in a wooden and chicken wire enclosure.
After some time, it is done, and Kira no doubt feels much better after a true meal. This goat was was just under a quarter of her body weight, after all.
Neela stares at Kira with her observant, presumably fascinated expression.
“The Nagini’s true form reveals herself.”
>>175775
“We found a coffin, to be sure. But there was nothing in it besides a little dust.”
>>175774
Oh my…
Having the ability to force her upper body upright and let gravity assist, while also having forelegs to hold down, help guide in and then physically push down the prey is a major benefit true snakes don’t have. All the same, the process is slow, and Kira may feel vulnerable. She may be glad to be doing this in a wooden and chicken wire enclosure.
After some time, it is done, and Kira no doubt feels much better after a true meal. This goat was was just under a quarter of her body weight, after all.
Neela stares at Kira with her observant, presumably fascinated expression.
“The Nagini’s true form reveals herself.”
>>175776
"Huh. He was truly lich after all...I did not know they turned to dust after you killed them, but to be fair I had never killed lich before either. You did indeed find what had remained of Curwhinny."
"Huh. He was truly lich after all...I did not know they turned to dust after you killed them, but to be fair I had never killed lich before either. You did indeed find what had remained of Curwhinny."
>>175776
Indeed they are benefits, benefits the lamia had taken advantage of in her scarfing of the meal down her throat. But that was the lamia of a short bit ago. This is the lamia of now, who is named Kira. And Kira looks a bit...confused, about Neela's reaction. It does get her to blush and look to the side, her pony ears folding down.
"It's not...it's not who I really am. At least, it's not all of what I am. I'm not a monster. I'm Kira."
Indeed they are benefits, benefits the lamia had taken advantage of in her scarfing of the meal down her throat. But that was the lamia of a short bit ago. This is the lamia of now, who is named Kira. And Kira looks a bit...confused, about Neela's reaction. It does get her to blush and look to the side, her pony ears folding down.
"It's not...it's not who I really am. At least, it's not all of what I am. I'm not a monster. I'm Kira."
>>175777
“Or he wasn’t in there to begin with, and that was just normal dust.” She says.
“That warning on the wall did advertise a lich. Featherduster, the grad student, didn’t want to open it, but Critical Theory insisted there was no such thing.”
She looks up and away.
“Come to think of it, I wouldn’t be surprised if Feather Duster exchanged the casket for one from the catacombs…”
>>175778
“And Kira is a Nagini who strangles creatures and eats them whole.” she retorts in an almost baby-voice.
They more normally,
“Would you like more? We still have the kid. You can have more.”
“Or he wasn’t in there to begin with, and that was just normal dust.” She says.
“That warning on the wall did advertise a lich. Featherduster, the grad student, didn’t want to open it, but Critical Theory insisted there was no such thing.”
She looks up and away.
“Come to think of it, I wouldn’t be surprised if Feather Duster exchanged the casket for one from the catacombs…”
>>175778
“And Kira is a Nagini who strangles creatures and eats them whole.” she retorts in an almost baby-voice.
They more normally,
“Would you like more? We still have the kid. You can have more.”
>>175780
Those words seem to sting at Kira far more than any potential discomfort swallowing that huge goat could have done to her. She continues to look away, blushing.
"N-no, I'm good. That...that will do me for a long time. A month maybe, maybe more."
Those words seem to sting at Kira far more than any potential discomfort swallowing that huge goat could have done to her. She continues to look away, blushing.
"N-no, I'm good. That...that will do me for a long time. A month maybe, maybe more."
>>175780
"Well, let us go see." Silver stands up from where he was sitting on the ground. "I am only pony who has seen original casket and lived. If it is different, if Feather Duster really did switch them out and is hiding it, then I will know."
"Well, let us go see." Silver stands up from where he was sitting on the ground. "I am only pony who has seen original casket and lived. If it is different, if Feather Duster really did switch them out and is hiding it, then I will know."
>>175782
Her ears go down.
“Are you sure? It’s okay. No one will not but me and the farmer. Actually… I think I could jump that fence and get it for you. Won’t cost you anything. And the farmer won’t know. Only if know, and I don’t judge. I’ve known what you are when I saw you, anyways. And you’ve seen me eat. Even bought food for me. See? It’s okay. I can get the kid for you, just say it.”
>>175783
Okay, I have to note that when I wrote that Curwhinny was missing I had forgotten that the casket was there. I hadn’t intended to eliminate any ambiguity as to whether Curwhinny had taken the last step to become a lich
Her ears go down.
“Are you sure? It’s okay. No one will not but me and the farmer. Actually… I think I could jump that fence and get it for you. Won’t cost you anything. And the farmer won’t know. Only if know, and I don’t judge. I’ve known what you are when I saw you, anyways. And you’ve seen me eat. Even bought food for me. See? It’s okay. I can get the kid for you, just say it.”
>>175783
Okay, I have to note that when I wrote that Curwhinny was missing I had forgotten that the casket was there. I hadn’t intended to eliminate any ambiguity as to whether Curwhinny had taken the last step to become a lich
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