Continuing, and hopefully introducing new characters.
And on the wrong damn post number
/vx/ - Videogames and Paranormal
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>>177882
Gloomy wage his tail excitedly, brandishing his crayon and play talismans.
>>177883
>I wish my mom taught me such things when I was your age.
"Huh, and I was under the impression that Gnolls typically began battlaxe training around age four. The more you know." Posey replies, casually
>I can look after him
Posey seems a bit less trusting of the griffon
"....Hmmmmm.."
>We've got a nice place and several colts just a little older than him here.
This does afford me the opportunity to roleplay the 'creepy kid' among the other foals, so for the sake of convenience and fun let's go with that.
Posey realizes that we live in a society and in Equestria it is *not* customary to bring children to the battlefield, and she should avoid doing so in front of customs.
She slowly walks over to Gloomy.
"Gloomy, momma needs to go off to work now. I know I told you that I would bring you with me on my next adventure, but this is a little much for you, so say here, alright?"
Gloomy Sundae's ears droop
".. yes, momma..."
"Good colt. Be sure to practice your sigils. If anyone hurts you, just scratch your special talisman, and momma will send a monster to kill them all."
>Begin swimming to the horseshoe of Baltimare, watch the house with [insert description here], and await my orders. You're free to help yourself to fish to pass the time.
Posey mentally commands her minion
Gloomy wage his tail excitedly, brandishing his crayon and play talismans.
>>177883
>I wish my mom taught me such things when I was your age.
"Huh, and I was under the impression that Gnolls typically began battlaxe training around age four. The more you know." Posey replies, casually
>I can look after him
Posey seems a bit less trusting of the griffon
"....Hmmmmm.."
>We've got a nice place and several colts just a little older than him here.
This does afford me the opportunity to roleplay the 'creepy kid' among the other foals, so for the sake of convenience and fun let's go with that.
Posey realizes that we live in a society and in Equestria it is *not* customary to bring children to the battlefield, and she should avoid doing so in front of customs.
She slowly walks over to Gloomy.
"Gloomy, momma needs to go off to work now. I know I told you that I would bring you with me on my next adventure, but this is a little much for you, so say here, alright?"
Gloomy Sundae's ears droop
".. yes, momma..."
"Good colt. Be sure to practice your sigils. If anyone hurts you, just scratch your special talisman, and momma will send a monster to kill them all."
>Begin swimming to the horseshoe of Baltimare, watch the house with [insert description here], and await my orders. You're free to help yourself to fish to pass the time.
Posey mentally commands her minion
>>177887
Rosey Ring just smiles in response
"I think I am ready to go. Luckily I brought my equipment to that otherwise boring exorcism."
Rosey Ring just smiles in response
"I think I am ready to go. Luckily I brought my equipment to that otherwise boring exorcism."
>>177886
The gnoll lowers his head and looks down
"I didn't... they made me go to pony school..."
The ecru stallion ("Stallion" being generous. He's like 19) approaches gloomy
"Well hello there little bugger"
The griffin says,
"Oh don't worry. We have a television, a radio, and Silver here has brought quite a few toys for them to play with. We even have a cook."
But she does look over to Silver
>>177887
"You think it will be safe without you or... the hyena around?"
The gnoll lowers his head and looks down
"I didn't... they made me go to pony school..."
The ecru stallion ("Stallion" being generous. He's like 19) approaches gloomy
"Well hello there little bugger"
The griffin says,
"Oh don't worry. We have a television, a radio, and Silver here has brought quite a few toys for them to play with. We even have a cook."
But she does look over to Silver
>>177887
"You think it will be safe without you or... the hyena around?"
>>177889
>they made me go to pony school...
Posey gasps
"That's so sad." She says
"I have great respect for Gnoll culture, especially warfare and religion. I performed some services at the local temple recently. You should give it a visit some time. I have a hunch that the Temple is going to experience a bit of a.. Renaissance soon."
(I was working on a statblock for the resurrected Agire as a Gravetouched ghoul, if anyone was interested. I was aiming for Cleric lvl 3-5 with the Hunger and Demonic Domains. Not sure if standard or Cloistered Cleric.)
Posey Ring says, as she begins to move towards the truck
>they made me go to pony school...
Posey gasps
"That's so sad." She says
"I have great respect for Gnoll culture, especially warfare and religion. I performed some services at the local temple recently. You should give it a visit some time. I have a hunch that the Temple is going to experience a bit of a.. Renaissance soon."
(I was working on a statblock for the resurrected Agire as a Gravetouched ghoul, if anyone was interested. I was aiming for Cleric lvl 3-5 with the Hunger and Demonic Domains. Not sure if standard or Cloistered Cleric.)
Posey Ring says, as she begins to move towards the truck
>>177876
"Oh,... and... ah there," he says setting a placemarker, and with a wide smile he turns and offers a hoof. "Whom do I have the pleasure of addressing?"
"Oh,... and... ah there," he says setting a placemarker, and with a wide smile he turns and offers a hoof. "Whom do I have the pleasure of addressing?"
>>177893
"Really?" He pokes his head up and looks at Posey. "I can't say that I've been to Temple since... well, since my mother died. I joined a uh... I joined a society and they had, well, it wasn't our traditional religion. Honestly I can't say I'm entirely familiar with all of the fighting styles and details of religion of Kaftaria... I've lived in this city most of my life. Maybe even all of it. It's all I know, really..."
>>177894
Yes. Mala comes back with him. Mala has the pistol and both swords.
>>177895
"Neela Pheeta" She offers a split hoof to Defiant Dust.
"Really?" He pokes his head up and looks at Posey. "I can't say that I've been to Temple since... well, since my mother died. I joined a uh... I joined a society and they had, well, it wasn't our traditional religion. Honestly I can't say I'm entirely familiar with all of the fighting styles and details of religion of Kaftaria... I've lived in this city most of my life. Maybe even all of it. It's all I know, really..."
>>177894
Yes. Mala comes back with him. Mala has the pistol and both swords.
>>177895
"Neela Pheeta" She offers a split hoof to Defiant Dust.
>>177896
"Brie Achtungsechzig, a pleasure. I understand you and yours," he says gesturing to various governmental signage "Are in need of something of a cleaning job." he says taking another sip of tea.
"Brie Achtungsechzig, a pleasure. I understand you and yours," he says gesturing to various governmental signage "Are in need of something of a cleaning job." he says taking another sip of tea.
>>177896
"In Farbook, we believe it's important to keep in touch with our cultural roots: it how we survive, in spite of our unfortunate geographic proximity. Religion is important, especially in the face of dread." Posey says, nonchalantly
"The Gnoll fighting style consists mostly of battle-axes, spears and flails, so you didn't miss very much on weapons training. I consider them geniuses when it comes to guerilla warfare and tracking though; they're somehow always able to maximize enemy casualties despite being outnumbered." She continues
"Of course, more extreme Gnolls might not be so welcoming to an infidel of their kind, but if you ever find yourself in trouble in that neighborhood, tell them 'Rosey Ring sent me to seek the Angel's guidance', and they'll come around and welcome you in."
"In Farbook, we believe it's important to keep in touch with our cultural roots: it how we survive, in spite of our unfortunate geographic proximity. Religion is important, especially in the face of dread." Posey says, nonchalantly
"The Gnoll fighting style consists mostly of battle-axes, spears and flails, so you didn't miss very much on weapons training. I consider them geniuses when it comes to guerilla warfare and tracking though; they're somehow always able to maximize enemy casualties despite being outnumbered." She continues
"Of course, more extreme Gnolls might not be so welcoming to an infidel of their kind, but if you ever find yourself in trouble in that neighborhood, tell them 'Rosey Ring sent me to seek the Angel's guidance', and they'll come around and welcome you in."
>>177901
He looks down
"When I was brought here, my father, my mother and I were the only gnolls around. They had to send me to pony school. It... it's didn't work out well for me. There were more gnolls but I can't really say I understood the culture. Where I ended up, it was mostly griffins who taught me. Griffins and zebras. I lived with some crocutta. I knew a few Kaftar, yes. Even religious Kaftar but... It didn't really seem like I was a part of that. When I learned to fight, it was on the streets. I learned how to use a gun, and how to use a sword. How to use a machete like a sword. This Silver Sword here, he took me in. He showed me respect. He seems to think that I should be... well, more like a pony. To fit in with and live with the ponies."
He looks down
"When I was brought here, my father, my mother and I were the only gnolls around. They had to send me to pony school. It... it's didn't work out well for me. There were more gnolls but I can't really say I understood the culture. Where I ended up, it was mostly griffins who taught me. Griffins and zebras. I lived with some crocutta. I knew a few Kaftar, yes. Even religious Kaftar but... It didn't really seem like I was a part of that. When I learned to fight, it was on the streets. I learned how to use a gun, and how to use a sword. How to use a machete like a sword. This Silver Sword here, he took me in. He showed me respect. He seems to think that I should be... well, more like a pony. To fit in with and live with the ponies."
>>177903
"It's all part of my profession." Rosey Ring replies, flatly
>>177904
Posey shrugs
"Do as you will. I'll admit that I had some ulterior motives: I wanted to help Agire out with his new flock. He's going through some... difficult changes, and the responsibility of being next in line to lead the temple could be burdensome. A new Gnoll visitor to his temple could be just the encouragement he needs to jumpstart his ambitions." She says, nonchalantly
"It's all part of my profession." Rosey Ring replies, flatly
>>177904
Posey shrugs
"Do as you will. I'll admit that I had some ulterior motives: I wanted to help Agire out with his new flock. He's going through some... difficult changes, and the responsibility of being next in line to lead the temple could be burdensome. A new Gnoll visitor to his temple could be just the encouragement he needs to jumpstart his ambitions." She says, nonchalantly
>>177902
"Oh? Well thats disappointing, and after coming all this way and waiting ever so patiently. I swear, these days what with all the paperwork and the bureaucracy, its a wonder anything gets done. There will be the matter of my retainer, unfortunately."
"Oh? Well thats disappointing, and after coming all this way and waiting ever so patiently. I swear, these days what with all the paperwork and the bureaucracy, its a wonder anything gets done. There will be the matter of my retainer, unfortunately."
He begins delicately putting away his tea set (but not his cup)
>>177890
>>177884
The two slither up along the sidewalk into town. Just ignore the screaming ponies that run away... Or the cars that honk their horns. They are just haters.
The two creatures slither up to a big, brick building with rectangular windows. Across the street from the entrance, leaning against a lamp post, is a minotaur cow with a red mane, brown coat, and wearing a black, leather jacket and dark jeans. She smokes a cigarette, wears sunglasses, and has a slightly irritated, but mostly neutral expression. She gives a singular wave of the hoof to each respective creature, first to Kira, and then
And to the right, is the entrance to the Revenue and Migration Services office of Baltimare
>>177906
"Retainer?" He raises an eyebrow
>>177905
His ear twitches
"Agirê Bêdawî, the priest? He is dead."
>>177884
The two slither up along the sidewalk into town. Just ignore the screaming ponies that run away... Or the cars that honk their horns. They are just haters.
The two creatures slither up to a big, brick building with rectangular windows. Across the street from the entrance, leaning against a lamp post, is a minotaur cow with a red mane, brown coat, and wearing a black, leather jacket and dark jeans. She smokes a cigarette, wears sunglasses, and has a slightly irritated, but mostly neutral expression. She gives a singular wave of the hoof to each respective creature, first to Kira, and then
And to the right, is the entrance to the Revenue and Migration Services office of Baltimare
>>177906
"Retainer?" He raises an eyebrow
>>177905
His ear twitches
"Agirê Bêdawî, the priest? He is dead."
>>177908
Kira gasps upon seeing the creature, holding her hooves up to hold the sides of her head, as her eyes become quite large. She exclaims in excitement, "A minotaur!" before slithering up to the poor creature just trying to enjoy her smoke break. "Wow! I've never seen one of you in person! You're just simply amazing!"
Kira gasps upon seeing the creature, holding her hooves up to hold the sides of her head, as her eyes become quite large. She exclaims in excitement, "A minotaur!" before slithering up to the poor creature just trying to enjoy her smoke break. "Wow! I've never seen one of you in person! You're just simply amazing!"
>>177908
The bat smiles sympathetically, and then all pretense of politeness washes from his face, his voice low and getting increasingly gravelly.
"I can tell you're not aware of the situation, so let me tell what two possible outcomes there are to the situation at hand.
By now Miss Skies has found a cadre of armed ponies who are making their way here with haste. Thankfully, she will have the good sende to stay behind.
Now, when those ponies arrive the question is, will I have killed you as a proxy for whoever has had the poor judgement to have wasted my time." its not a question. Sips tea.
The bat smiles sympathetically, and then all pretense of politeness washes from his face, his voice low and getting increasingly gravelly.
"I can tell you're not aware of the situation, so let me tell what two possible outcomes there are to the situation at hand.
By now Miss Skies has found a cadre of armed ponies who are making their way here with haste. Thankfully, she will have the good sende to stay behind.
Now, when those ponies arrive the question is, will I have killed you as a proxy for whoever has had the poor judgement to have wasted my time." its not a question. Sips tea.
>>177908
Rosey Ring speaks in a hushed tone, leaning in
"There was a miracle, by the Angel's grace." She whispers
"But keep it to yourself, unless you wish to get involved. It's a kaftar secret." She continues, before turning away
"It is a shame that Agire is dead though." She speaks, loudly enough for anyone else to hear this time
Bluff for deception + innuendo
[1d20+14 = (18+14) = 32]
How long does it take for the truck to arrive
Rosey Ring speaks in a hushed tone, leaning in
"There was a miracle, by the Angel's grace." She whispers
"But keep it to yourself, unless you wish to get involved. It's a kaftar secret." She continues, before turning away
"It is a shame that Agire is dead though." She speaks, loudly enough for anyone else to hear this time
Bluff for deception + innuendo
[1d20+14 = (18+14) = 32]
How long does it take for the truck to arrive
(I can roll intimidation)
Before the pony can respond he artificially laughs uproariously
>>177918
You should see your face. But seriously, Im here about the cleanup job with no witnesses." He emphasizes the last
You should see your face. But seriously, Im here about the cleanup job with no witnesses." He emphasizes the last
>>177910
He sighs. It’s a deep tired sigh. He raises both hooves above his face and brings them together as if in a prayer
“I’m guessing you’re new here. I’m going to give you a chance to say exactly the same thing - literally exactly the same thing - minus the part where you threaten a federal officer with death, and no less, do it in a location with multiple active guards with submachine guns, no less. Next time, you will not receive the same leniency. I genuinely don’t give a shit who you think you are. If you make yourself a threat for… well, for literally no reason, then you will be addressed as a threat.”
He sighs. It’s a deep tired sigh. He raises both hooves above his face and brings them together as if in a prayer
“I’m guessing you’re new here. I’m going to give you a chance to say exactly the same thing - literally exactly the same thing - minus the part where you threaten a federal officer with death, and no less, do it in a location with multiple active guards with submachine guns, no less. Next time, you will not receive the same leniency. I genuinely don’t give a shit who you think you are. If you make yourself a threat for… well, for literally no reason, then you will be addressed as a threat.”
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Also, mares
>>177923
Brie makes an exaggerated gesture, as if to nonverbally convey that he doesn't know why he asked, then, but whatever, before gesturing for the pony to proceed, intent on following.
Brie makes an exaggerated gesture, as if to nonverbally convey that he doesn't know why he asked, then, but whatever, before gesturing for the pony to proceed, intent on following.
>>177923
"Sorry. I don't disclose my services to other clients. You could ask them yourself if you visit though."
"Sorry. I don't disclose my services to other clients. You could ask them yourself if you visit though."
>>177930
Kira waves at the blue pegasus pony, and comes up to the desk to introduce herself. "Hello!"
Kira waves at the blue pegasus pony, and comes up to the desk to introduce herself. "Hello!"
>>177932
From somewhere beyond the blue pegasus Kira hears someone say "Oh there, see? More operators; are you going to waste their time to or is this gratis for me?"
From somewhere beyond the blue pegasus Kira hears someone say "Oh there, see? More operators; are you going to waste their time to or is this gratis for me?"
>>177932
"Ah!" The mare ducks
A minute later, a couple ponies come out. One is familiar. A copper colored earth pony stallion, wearing a cattlemare's hat and carrying a bayonetted rifle, walks over. He places the rifle on a sling and walks directly up to Kira. And then he places a hoof under her chin, and starts to give her scritches
"Why hello again."
>>177934
breathes in
"no u"
>>177933
>>177915
The truck parks. Parade Pass is the first to get out, followed by Mala, Posey, and Silver. Next to them is a brick building with a pair of guards at the entrance. Across the street, leaning against a street lamp, and smoking a cigarette, is a brown minotaur cow with a neutral expression, sunglasses, a black leather jacket and dark jeans. She watches them as they enter, and gives a nod to Silver and then to Posey.
"Ah!" The mare ducks
A minute later, a couple ponies come out. One is familiar. A copper colored earth pony stallion, wearing a cattlemare's hat and carrying a bayonetted rifle, walks over. He places the rifle on a sling and walks directly up to Kira. And then he places a hoof under her chin, and starts to give her scritches
"Why hello again."
>>177934
breathes in
"no u"
>>177933
>>177915
The truck parks. Parade Pass is the first to get out, followed by Mala, Posey, and Silver. Next to them is a brick building with a pair of guards at the entrance. Across the street, leaning against a street lamp, and smoking a cigarette, is a brown minotaur cow with a neutral expression, sunglasses, a black leather jacket and dark jeans. She watches them as they enter, and gives a nod to Silver and then to Posey.
>>177936
Kira smiles, and closes her eyes upon receiving the chin scratches. She's very happy to see a familiar face.
"Hello again, Rover! I took your guys' advice and came here to Customs to look for work."
Kira smiles, and closes her eyes upon receiving the chin scratches. She's very happy to see a familiar face.
"Hello again, Rover! I took your guys' advice and came here to Customs to look for work."
>>177936
Silver nods to the minotaur as they pass. As he enters the building, Silver stops and pauses at the sight of a large pony-snake hybrid creature thing wearing armor and carrying a bow and spear getting chin scritches from a pony. That is...definitely not what Silver expected to see today.
Silver nods to the minotaur as they pass. As he enters the building, Silver stops and pauses at the sight of a large pony-snake hybrid creature thing wearing armor and carrying a bow and spear getting chin scritches from a pony. That is...definitely not what Silver expected to see today.
>>177760
Amber sees writing and symbology that she recognizes.
Of the portion that is both chiselled into the stone and weathered, Amber can see the words "Seiedi of the Bear of the Costal Forest." And "Here the Spirits gather and Converse with the Bear." She also sees a symbol that she recognizes as the great World Tree growing up from the ground until it touches the North Star in the tail of the Little Bear. What is scribbled with tar is an inelegant mirror of the world tree below the ground. Also added is what kind of looks like a sun rising over a horizon, but it has an eye. In a few instances harshly etched into the stone with what was likely an icepick, and far more often drawn with charcoal or tar, are a few phrases that Amber can recognize.
"The Spirits Meet"
"My Dear Kesätuuli. Only two years, but now we will have you forever!"
"The Seraph brings with him the whole of Heaven"
"The Sun will melt all and bring plenty"
"Kulkunen, you shall dance with me again"
But these messily scratched phrases are the exception. Most of what is written is not readible. Some of these words, though not recognizable to Amber, are written in letters and characters that Amber can at least recognize as letters and characters. Maybe they are in some foreign or forgotten language. Some are symbols or runes that Amber could imagine belong to some deep tradition known to some but not to her.
But much of what is scribbled onto the rock... is pure gibberish. Purely unintelligible. Something that could not be produced by any sane adult mind known to Amber
Father and the Stallion walk up, and take position nearish Amber, using the rock as cover as they watch the gathering.
>>177938
scritch scritch scricth
"Such a beautiful creature. What work are you looking for?" He asks
>>177939
Mala walks around and away from the large snake thing
Amber sees writing and symbology that she recognizes.
Of the portion that is both chiselled into the stone and weathered, Amber can see the words "Seiedi of the Bear of the Costal Forest." And "Here the Spirits gather and Converse with the Bear." She also sees a symbol that she recognizes as the great World Tree growing up from the ground until it touches the North Star in the tail of the Little Bear. What is scribbled with tar is an inelegant mirror of the world tree below the ground. Also added is what kind of looks like a sun rising over a horizon, but it has an eye. In a few instances harshly etched into the stone with what was likely an icepick, and far more often drawn with charcoal or tar, are a few phrases that Amber can recognize.
"The Spirits Meet"
"My Dear Kesätuuli. Only two years, but now we will have you forever!"
"The Seraph brings with him the whole of Heaven"
"The Sun will melt all and bring plenty"
"Kulkunen, you shall dance with me again"
But these messily scratched phrases are the exception. Most of what is written is not readible. Some of these words, though not recognizable to Amber, are written in letters and characters that Amber can at least recognize as letters and characters. Maybe they are in some foreign or forgotten language. Some are symbols or runes that Amber could imagine belong to some deep tradition known to some but not to her.
But much of what is scribbled onto the rock... is pure gibberish. Purely unintelligible. Something that could not be produced by any sane adult mind known to Amber
Father and the Stallion walk up, and take position nearish Amber, using the rock as cover as they watch the gathering.
>>177938
scritch scritch scricth
"Such a beautiful creature. What work are you looking for?" He asks
>>177939
Mala walks around and away from the large snake thing
>>177940
Kira is scritch scritch scritched
Kira blushes, and smiles even wider. It's not very often she's called beautiful. She's not even sure if she's ever been called beautiful before. "D'awwwww. You really think so? Anyways, I'm up for anything, and I know I can do anything you have need of! I'm an excellent scout, I'm super sneaky, I'm great with a bow. I just need to do something to get the attention of the governor, and show him that lamias are worth consideration!"
It's at this point that Silver makes his presence known to the two by clearing his throat. Kira turns towards the source of the sound.
Silver: "Excuse me, we are ponies that were asked for for some special mission from Navy. Is this correct place?"
Kira is scritch scritch scritched
Kira blushes, and smiles even wider. It's not very often she's called beautiful. She's not even sure if she's ever been called beautiful before. "D'awwwww. You really think so? Anyways, I'm up for anything, and I know I can do anything you have need of! I'm an excellent scout, I'm super sneaky, I'm great with a bow. I just need to do something to get the attention of the governor, and show him that lamias are worth consideration!"
It's at this point that Silver makes his presence known to the two by clearing his throat. Kira turns towards the source of the sound.
Silver: "Excuse me, we are ponies that were asked for for some special mission from Navy. Is this correct place?"
>>177944
Kira looks down at the snow white mare in her chain outfit, and smiles at her.
Kira: "Oh, hello! You're not afraid of me either! My people call ourselves 'lamias'. I don't know if there's an actual difference between lamias and nagas or if they're the same thing. I'm Kubana Kirafiki, but you can call me Kira!"
Kira looks down at the snow white mare in her chain outfit, and smiles at her.
Kira: "Oh, hello! You're not afraid of me either! My people call ourselves 'lamias'. I don't know if there's an actual difference between lamias and nagas or if they're the same thing. I'm Kubana Kirafiki, but you can call me Kira!"
>>177945
>I don't know if there's an actual difference between lamias and nagas
"Is there, now...?" she says, looking the snake up and down, seemingly counting the number of vertebrae in her tail
"I go by Rosey Ring, a Warmagus, and I am here for the mercenary job."
>I don't know if there's an actual difference between lamias and nagas
"Is there, now...?" she says, looking the snake up and down, seemingly counting the number of vertebrae in her tail
"I go by Rosey Ring, a Warmagus, and I am here for the mercenary job."
>>177940
Posey enters the building and approaches anything that looks like a front desk, eager to negotiate payment.
Posey enters the building and approaches anything that looks like a front desk, eager to negotiate payment.
>>177946
Kira: "You and this other pony are here for a job? Can I join you? Please?"
Silver: "Hmm...she does have some valuable skills, and we could always use extra help." Silver trots up to the lamia, and offers her a hoof to shake. "I am Silver Sword. It is nice to meet you, Kira."
Kira smiles and shakes Silver's hoof quite excited, actually shaking the pony slightly from the vigor she exudes. Kira is very excited to have met so many creatures in one day that aren't afraid of her, and Silver is just entertained by the novelty of meeting such an exotic creature.
Kira: "It's great to meet you both!"
It's hard to tell exactly how many vertebrae she has in her tail, as a large bulge easily the size of a large adult stallion in her tail breaks up the normal silhouette of Kira's lamia form. Is there something inside of her?
Kira: "You and this other pony are here for a job? Can I join you? Please?"
Silver: "Hmm...she does have some valuable skills, and we could always use extra help." Silver trots up to the lamia, and offers her a hoof to shake. "I am Silver Sword. It is nice to meet you, Kira."
Kira smiles and shakes Silver's hoof quite excited, actually shaking the pony slightly from the vigor she exudes. Kira is very excited to have met so many creatures in one day that aren't afraid of her, and Silver is just entertained by the novelty of meeting such an exotic creature.
Kira: "It's great to meet you both!"
It's hard to tell exactly how many vertebrae she has in her tail, as a large bulge easily the size of a large adult stallion in her tail breaks up the normal silhouette of Kira's lamia form. Is there something inside of her?
>>177947
“Shush”
>>177948
>>177945
>>177942
The copper watt pong stallion, wearing a cattle mare’s hat, a green jacket, and with bayoneted rifle slung over his back says,
“Well I’m not sure about the mares here, but the stallions, if you are looking for that mercenary job with the Navy, go on back
>>177949
Free Rover approaches Kira again
“Ah, Kira, you’re much too soft for the Navy job.” He looks down
“Oh good, you ate the deer.”
“Shush”
>>177948
>>177945
>>177942
The copper watt pong stallion, wearing a cattle mare’s hat, a green jacket, and with bayoneted rifle slung over his back says,
“Well I’m not sure about the mares here, but the stallions, if you are looking for that mercenary job with the Navy, go on back
>>177949
Free Rover approaches Kira again
“Ah, Kira, you’re much too soft for the Navy job.” He looks down
“Oh good, you ate the deer.”
>>177950
Silver: "Deer?"
Kira: "What? Oh, no, she's back at home. I bought a goat from a farm outside of town yesterday. Please, just give me a chance! I need this, my tribe needs this. I can't fail them!"
Silver: "Deer?"
Kira: "What? Oh, no, she's back at home. I bought a goat from a farm outside of town yesterday. Please, just give me a chance! I need this, my tribe needs this. I can't fail them!"
>>177950
>Well I’m not sure about the mares here, but the stallions, if you are looking for that mercenary job with the Navy, go on back
How have these ponies lived in a society where most of the most notable and powerful figures in history are mares, and still think only stallions would be mercenaries?
Rosey Ring just walks past him.
>>177951
>tribe
"You have a whole tribe? Splendid..." The unicorn says, not elaborating as she walks towards the back.
>Well I’m not sure about the mares here, but the stallions, if you are looking for that mercenary job with the Navy, go on back
How have these ponies lived in a society where most of the most notable and powerful figures in history are mares, and still think only stallions would be mercenaries?
Rosey Ring just walks past him.
>>177951
>tribe
"You have a whole tribe? Splendid..." The unicorn says, not elaborating as she walks towards the back.
>>177951
The stallion
"Oh yeah, there was this little bugger who was picked up in a raid mopping up cultists and traffickers from that big bust last week, and she had a false name and everything. We caught her, but this snake here took pitty on her for some reason, so she volunteered to take her in
Looking back to Kira
"Damn it." He sighs, and then leans over, as if he has to lean down to talk to Kira at eye level, which he does not need to do.
"Kira. This could be real combat. Where you could die. or you could kill. Do you really want that?"
>>177955
>>177954
Because he knows Kira is soft from personal matters and Rosey has taken the time to look pretty, which doesn't look very warrior like to him
The stallion
"Oh yeah, there was this little bugger who was picked up in a raid mopping up cultists and traffickers from that big bust last week, and she had a false name and everything. We caught her, but this snake here took pitty on her for some reason, so she volunteered to take her in
Looking back to Kira
"Damn it." He sighs, and then leans over, as if he has to lean down to talk to Kira at eye level, which he does not need to do.
"Kira. This could be real combat. Where you could die. or you could kill. Do you really want that?"
>>177955
>>177954
Because he knows Kira is soft from personal matters and Rosey has taken the time to look pretty, which doesn't look very warrior like to him
>>177956
Posey keeps walking until she finds the pony she believes to be holding the bits for the job.
Posey keeps walking until she finds the pony she believes to be holding the bits for the job.
>>177956
Silver: "Is that from Hoebuck? I was part of that group that cleared them out. Could be that deer was just caught up in it all, maybe. We did not find any among cultists we faced."
Kira: "I...I know the risks. I have to take it, though. My people depend on me. I can not fail them."
Silver: "Is that from Hoebuck? I was part of that group that cleared them out. Could be that deer was just caught up in it all, maybe. We did not find any among cultists we faced."
Kira: "I...I know the risks. I have to take it, though. My people depend on me. I can not fail them."
>>177958
He gasps
"You were?! Oh. Uh. Yeah. Well, in directly. Of course they weren't there the night it happened, but uh... Well you see the Deer told us a different name than was on her visa, which she had overstayed by several years. And she was with known criminals. I think she was lying."
He takes a hoof and holds her mane
"You are very kind." He says. "But... Well I don't know exactly what's coming. But I know it isn't made for the kind. I could have been in Wingbardy, but instead I'm right here. You can see that. Maybe you should be too."
He gasps
"You were?! Oh. Uh. Yeah. Well, in directly. Of course they weren't there the night it happened, but uh... Well you see the Deer told us a different name than was on her visa, which she had overstayed by several years. And she was with known criminals. I think she was lying."
He takes a hoof and holds her mane
"You are very kind." He says. "But... Well I don't know exactly what's coming. But I know it isn't made for the kind. I could have been in Wingbardy, but instead I'm right here. You can see that. Maybe you should be too."
>>177960
"Where do I find the client for this operation? I would like to negotiate prices sooner than later." Rosey Rong say, polishing her new polearm, strangely undisturbed by the electric shocks
"Where do I find the client for this operation? I would like to negotiate prices sooner than later." Rosey Rong say, polishing her new polearm, strangely undisturbed by the electric shocks
>>177960
Silver looks at the stallion with suspicion at the sudden changes to his story. "Mmhmm."
Kira: "Pleeeeeeaaaaaaasssseee?"
Silver looks at the stallion with suspicion at the sudden changes to his story. "Mmhmm."
Kira: "Pleeeeeeaaaaaaasssseee?"
>>177902
Cavaliere goes to have a decent meal, with whatever cuisine that griffons can stomach. Afterwards, he visits several nearby bars, though he drinks very moderately (let me know what an appropriate cost would be). While out, he solicits information concerning Folded Holly and his family.
Gather Information: [1d20-1 = (9-1) = 8]
Finally, he returns to his hotel room and rests until morning.
Cavaliere goes to have a decent meal, with whatever cuisine that griffons can stomach. Afterwards, he visits several nearby bars, though he drinks very moderately (let me know what an appropriate cost would be). While out, he solicits information concerning Folded Holly and his family.
Gather Information: [1d20-1 = (9-1) = 8]
Finally, he returns to his hotel room and rests until morning.
>>177962
To Silver
"Yes. Don't trust the deer."
He pets her
"But you're so adorable. Are you sure you have what it takes?"
He ignores the bitchy one.
>>177963
He gathers a bit more than none. But less than desired.
The bed is actually pretty comfortable. He awakens the next day not knowing what it will bring. But he knows how he must ready himself for it.
To Silver
"Yes. Don't trust the deer."
He pets her
"But you're so adorable. Are you sure you have what it takes?"
He ignores the bitchy one.
>>177963
He gathers a bit more than none. But less than desired.
The bed is actually pretty comfortable. He awakens the next day not knowing what it will bring. But he knows how he must ready himself for it.
>>177965
He sighs, and then scritches her chin again
"Good luck. Would you like me to direct you to him?"
He sighs, and then scritches her chin again
"Good luck. Would you like me to direct you to him?"
>>177964
Cavaliere wears a red silk robe and goes down to the lobby for breakfast. He takes a few cigars along.
Cavaliere wears a red silk robe and goes down to the lobby for breakfast. He takes a few cigars along.
>>177968
Toast, pancakes and eggs available upon request, as well as a decent variety of fruits and cheeses. He gets a copy of the Baltimare Sun to read, where the big stories concern a potential merger of the Tail Sails Shipping Company with a foreign company - though even the paper has to admit this is unlikely to be accepted by the government - and an attempted suicide in jail by a prominent politician recently arrested on... charges greater in scandal than even the average back in Weter. There's an editorial about how the griffins aren't integrating into society well, and another praising the stern stance taken by the Governor of Manehattan against organized crime, and wishing they'd do it here.
But we need to quickly get Garv to Customs
Toast, pancakes and eggs available upon request, as well as a decent variety of fruits and cheeses. He gets a copy of the Baltimare Sun to read, where the big stories concern a potential merger of the Tail Sails Shipping Company with a foreign company - though even the paper has to admit this is unlikely to be accepted by the government - and an attempted suicide in jail by a prominent politician recently arrested on... charges greater in scandal than even the average back in Weter. There's an editorial about how the griffins aren't integrating into society well, and another praising the stern stance taken by the Governor of Manehattan against organized crime, and wishing they'd do it here.
But we need to quickly get Garv to Customs
>>177967
Kira excitedly reaches forward, and hugs Free Rover with her hooves. "Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou!" She lets go of him, and nods to his question. "Yes please, if you don't mind."
Silver: "Alright, looks like we have scout. Lead on, then."
Kira excitedly reaches forward, and hugs Free Rover with her hooves. "Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou!" She lets go of him, and nods to his question. "Yes please, if you don't mind."
Silver: "Alright, looks like we have scout. Lead on, then."
>>177921
Cool!
>>177970
He enjoys some eggs, fresh fruit and cheese in a meal that most Equestrians would envy. He afterwards enjoys a cup of cappuccino and a cigar while reading the news, and mulls over how these events might lead to fresh work.
While relaxing, he keeps an eye out for anything interesting in the hotel. Perhaps somepony might want to have a word with him….
Cool!
>>177970
He enjoys some eggs, fresh fruit and cheese in a meal that most Equestrians would envy. He afterwards enjoys a cup of cappuccino and a cigar while reading the news, and mulls over how these events might lead to fresh work.
While relaxing, he keeps an eye out for anything interesting in the hotel. Perhaps somepony might want to have a word with him….
>>177972
Silver also has Mala join the group. Kira looks quite interested in the hyena/gnoll, but keeps it in for now until they're finished with this introduction.
Silver also has Mala join the group. Kira looks quite interested in the hyena/gnoll, but keeps it in for now until they're finished with this introduction.
So, when everypony DOES come upon, they will come upon a sleek black leather threnchcoat wearing bat, who I'll describe in detail if desired. His ees woulddance from pony to pony - resting with recognition on Silver - before returning to (fug, gotta go last 100, one sec,... the guy)
Swagmare!
>>177977
Silver tilts his head upon seeing the bat, slowly also coming to recognize who it is. "...Brie?"
Silver tilts his head upon seeing the bat, slowly also coming to recognize who it is. "...Brie?"
>>177975
Posey's a strong independent mare who don't need no stallion and who don't need no adventuring party. She walked right past him and kept walking. She probably eventually found a supply closet. Maybe a bathroom. Maybe even a back door to lead herself out of the building.
>>177976
Mala stays on the other side of Silver away from Kira. If Kira looks, she'll see a strange looking dog-like creature that sometimes looks over to her. Perhaps Kira recognizes him as being a Kaftar gnoll
>>177977
>who I'll describe in detail if desired
Do it.
>>177973
From the door, a stallion in a military uniform walks in. The hotel staff are clearly confused and uncomfortable, but they don't intervene
"Cavalliere? There are... whispers. I don't know if it will come to anything, but if you wouldn't mind being on standby..."
Posey's a strong independent mare who don't need no stallion and who don't need no adventuring party. She walked right past him and kept walking. She probably eventually found a supply closet. Maybe a bathroom. Maybe even a back door to lead herself out of the building.
>>177976
Mala stays on the other side of Silver away from Kira. If Kira looks, she'll see a strange looking dog-like creature that sometimes looks over to her. Perhaps Kira recognizes him as being a Kaftar gnoll
>>177977
>who I'll describe in detail if desired
Do it.
>>177973
From the door, a stallion in a military uniform walks in. The hotel staff are clearly confused and uncomfortable, but they don't intervene
"Cavalliere? There are... whispers. I don't know if it will come to anything, but if you wouldn't mind being on standby..."
>>177979
Getting no indications from Swagmare, Brie disengages for a moment and puts on his happy face.
"It seems so, despite my best efforts. Its been some time Silver, how have you been? I think it was the train heist we last saw eachother."
Getting no indications from Swagmare, Brie disengages for a moment and puts on his happy face.
"It seems so, despite my best efforts. Its been some time Silver, how have you been? I think it was the train heist we last saw eachother."
I didnt mean this instant, Ill wait till he takes his coat off
>>177981
Silver: "Hmm, I did not hear of train heist. No, I think last we saw each other was when we raided Comte's home, and rescued those colts and those drones. I have been fine. How about yourself? You managed to survive being in Changeling territory?"
>>177980
Kira takes a keep interest the the gnoll. She waves at him and gives him a friendly smile, which seems to be her trademark. "Hello! I'd heard there were gnolls in Equestria! Who are you?"
Silver: "Hmm, I did not hear of train heist. No, I think last we saw each other was when we raided Comte's home, and rescued those colts and those drones. I have been fine. How about yourself? You managed to survive being in Changeling territory?"
>>177980
Kira takes a keep interest the the gnoll. She waves at him and gives him a friendly smile, which seems to be her trademark. "Hello! I'd heard there were gnolls in Equestria! Who are you?"
>>177980
Cavaliere raises an eyebrow as continues reading his newspaper. "Standby? As much as I am enjoying these fine surroundings, I'd rather you let me know precisely what you mean to have me do." He returns a cigar back to his beak.
Cavaliere raises an eyebrow as continues reading his newspaper. "Standby? As much as I am enjoying these fine surroundings, I'd rather you let me know precisely what you mean to have me do." He returns a cigar back to his beak.
>>177985
"Oh thats right, the train was a different merry band, wasn't it? They all jumble together after a while. I've managed to keep busy, nothing I can speak on of course - the boys are growing nicely by the way - when a little bird landed on my window about,... well whatever this is."
"Oh thats right, the train was a different merry band, wasn't it? They all jumble together after a while. I've managed to keep busy, nothing I can speak on of course - the boys are growing nicely by the way - when a little bird landed on my window about,... well whatever this is."
Okay, so everycreature except Garv is in the room
>>177986
"Get everything you need for fighting, pack an overnight bag, and come to the headquarters of Revenue and Migration Services. It's four blocks to the east and three to the north from here." He answers
>>177985
He leans back, looks down, then back up
"Hi, I'm uh, Mala Mata..."
>>177986
"Get everything you need for fighting, pack an overnight bag, and come to the headquarters of Revenue and Migration Services. It's four blocks to the east and three to the north from here." He answers
>>177985
He leans back, looks down, then back up
"Hi, I'm uh, Mala Mata..."
>>177988
"Let them know they can expect me in half an hour from now." Despite saying this, he does not budge until the stallion leaves.
"Let them know they can expect me in half an hour from now." Despite saying this, he does not budge until the stallion leaves.
>>177988
>Okay, so everycreature except Garv is in the room
"To begin." Rossy Ring begins, announcing her presence
"I would like to discuss the terms of the job, as well as compensation."
>Okay, so everycreature except Garv is in the room
"To begin." Rossy Ring begins, announcing her presence
"I would like to discuss the terms of the job, as well as compensation."
>>177990
He tilts his head slightly
"I'm a bit surprised Silver, most ponies are shall we say, less than compassionate with changelings."
He looks around briefly to see if he is gonna have to kill anypony for hearing what he's saying, before shrugging.
He tilts his head slightly
"I'm a bit surprised Silver, most ponies are shall we say, less than compassionate with changelings."
He looks around briefly to see if he is gonna have to kill anypony for hearing what he's saying, before shrugging.
>>177991
Kira: "He seems like a nice pony." Kira tilts her head at Mala. "You know, you don't have to be afraid of me. I don't know if you know anything about lamias, but I'm actually genuinely quite friendly."
>>177993
Silver: "I suppose I am different from most ponies. It is even more odd since it is war veteran saying this."
It should be noted, there's something different about Silver from what Brie sees of him. Does he look a bit...younger?
Kira: "He seems like a nice pony." Kira tilts her head at Mala. "You know, you don't have to be afraid of me. I don't know if you know anything about lamias, but I'm actually genuinely quite friendly."
>>177993
Silver: "I suppose I am different from most ponies. It is even more odd since it is war veteran saying this."
It should be noted, there's something different about Silver from what Brie sees of him. Does he look a bit...younger?
>>177994
Does he? I think I skimmed somethig about antiaging, but didnt follow up cuz I was lookin for somethig else
Does he? I think I skimmed somethig about antiaging, but didnt follow up cuz I was lookin for somethig else
>>177991
He returns to his room and changes into his outfit from last night. Out of his larger suitcase he retrieves a backpack and bedroll, and into the former he also packs a knife, canteen, hip flask, map case, flint and steel, grappling hook, a pair of handcuffs, a small steel mirror, trail rations, and rope. Most importantly, he puts his gunbelt and revolver into the backpack as well.
Cavaliere returns downstairs and hails a cab to the headquarters of revenue and migration services.
He returns to his room and changes into his outfit from last night. Out of his larger suitcase he retrieves a backpack and bedroll, and into the former he also packs a knife, canteen, hip flask, map case, flint and steel, grappling hook, a pair of handcuffs, a small steel mirror, trail rations, and rope. Most importantly, he puts his gunbelt and revolver into the backpack as well.
Cavaliere returns downstairs and hails a cab to the headquarters of revenue and migration services.
>>177992
Posey catches the attention of a blue pegasus stallion. He walks up to Posey, and without introducing himself says
"I'll give more detail once the officers have left the room and everypony... everyone is listening, but the essence is this:
One of our scout blimps is down in disputed territory. I will not allow my airstallions nor our equipment to fall into the hooves of a hostile nation, I can't send our marines, and I don't trust anypony locally to do it quietly. There are ten of our ponies who are likely still alive and in need of rescue, and two systems that need torching. A thousand bits for each airpony, and three thousand for each torched system. How you all share that is not up to me. The terms are that what belongs to the Navy belongs to the Navy with a finders fee of course, you bring our colts back alive, and that the Navy was never there. That's the essence of it."
>>177993
Yes. Not everypony is nice to changelings
>>177996
The cab takes him up to the entrance. As he passes, he sees a brown, female minotaur leaning against a street lamp. She is wearing sunglasses, and is in the process of pulling a cigarette out. She looks over to Garv, and he gets a glimpse of her eyes peaking out from under the sunglasses. She nods to him
Going inside, a nice blue pegasus pony calls out another pony, who takes him up to the room upstairs.
poof
Garv is now in the room with everycreature else. Logically he would have been the first or maybe second to arrive.
Posey catches the attention of a blue pegasus stallion. He walks up to Posey, and without introducing himself says
"I'll give more detail once the officers have left the room and everypony... everyone is listening, but the essence is this:
One of our scout blimps is down in disputed territory. I will not allow my airstallions nor our equipment to fall into the hooves of a hostile nation, I can't send our marines, and I don't trust anypony locally to do it quietly. There are ten of our ponies who are likely still alive and in need of rescue, and two systems that need torching. A thousand bits for each airpony, and three thousand for each torched system. How you all share that is not up to me. The terms are that what belongs to the Navy belongs to the Navy with a finders fee of course, you bring our colts back alive, and that the Navy was never there. That's the essence of it."
>>177993
Yes. Not everypony is nice to changelings
>>177996
The cab takes him up to the entrance. As he passes, he sees a brown, female minotaur leaning against a street lamp. She is wearing sunglasses, and is in the process of pulling a cigarette out. She looks over to Garv, and he gets a glimpse of her eyes peaking out from under the sunglasses. She nods to him
Going inside, a nice blue pegasus pony calls out another pony, who takes him up to the room upstairs.
poof
Garv is now in the room with everycreature else. Logically he would have been the first or maybe second to arrive.
>>177999
"And some decent digits, as well as,...."
As his voice trails off, his eyes dart briefly to the snek, before one eyebrow raises.
"And some decent digits, as well as,...."
As his voice trails off, his eyes dart briefly to the snek, before one eyebrow raises.
>>177998
>Brie isnt ignoring her
She wasn't talking to him.
>not sure what she looks like
>Rosey Ring appears as a youthful mare with soft and elegant features. Her coat is snow white, and exceptionally fluffy. Her mane is red-pink, and is fine and silky, almost glowing. Her body is slender and dainty, with generous feminine endowments. She has a calm and professional demeanor. Her face is as stern and stoic as it is beautiful.
>Her eyes are like pools of gold, with radial concentric rings. They glow with authority and give a mesmerizing aura that demands submission. Staring into them too long gives feelings of uncanny unease and dread.
Right now, she is dressed for war, having donned a chain shirt barding with spiked bracers. She looks like something from another era, equipped with a sword, a longbow, and a polearm crackling with electricity. Her mane is done up in a war bun.
>Brie isnt ignoring her
She wasn't talking to him.
>not sure what she looks like
>Rosey Ring appears as a youthful mare with soft and elegant features. Her coat is snow white, and exceptionally fluffy. Her mane is red-pink, and is fine and silky, almost glowing. Her body is slender and dainty, with generous feminine endowments. She has a calm and professional demeanor. Her face is as stern and stoic as it is beautiful.
>Her eyes are like pools of gold, with radial concentric rings. They glow with authority and give a mesmerizing aura that demands submission. Staring into them too long gives feelings of uncanny unease and dread.
Right now, she is dressed for war, having donned a chain shirt barding with spiked bracers. She looks like something from another era, equipped with a sword, a longbow, and a polearm crackling with electricity. Her mane is done up in a war bun.
>>178000
A discreet but effective watch, it seems.
Cavaliere introduces himself first to the officer in the room, and then to the various other invitees. He is a wiry griffon with dusty gray feathers and a black crest, as well as a thin black mustache over his weathered beak. His clothes, all black, look well-made but designed for frontier work outside of urban centers.
"Name is Cavaliere. I came in yesterday for work, but the urgency I was given makes me believe that this is a separate mission."
A discreet but effective watch, it seems.
Cavaliere introduces himself first to the officer in the room, and then to the various other invitees. He is a wiry griffon with dusty gray feathers and a black crest, as well as a thin black mustache over his weathered beak. His clothes, all black, look well-made but designed for frontier work outside of urban centers.
"Name is Cavaliere. I came in yesterday for work, but the urgency I was given makes me believe that this is a separate mission."
>>178007
"I'd like to hear more about these systems, as well as why Stalliongrad wants them so badly."
"I'd like to hear more about these systems, as well as why Stalliongrad wants them so badly."
>>178000
Rosey Ring's expression changes slightly as she realizes that this adventure requires travel.
"How many days would you expect this operation to take?"
Oh, and just because I can, she attempts to charm the stallion as soon as he makes eye contact.
DC 19 Will
Rosey Ring's expression changes slightly as she realizes that this adventure requires travel.
"How many days would you expect this operation to take?"
Oh, and just because I can, she attempts to charm the stallion as soon as he makes eye contact.
DC 19 Will
>>178008
The stallion nods
"I don't know what you were told yesterday, but I assure you, it is. The blimp crashed this morning."
>>178009
"Do you know what a communist is?" He asks Kira
To Silver:
"Are you an Emigre?"
>>178010
He smiles
"There will be a more detailed briefing in a few minutes. But the short answer is: we have equipment on our aircraft that is, or at least, may be, more technologically advanced than what is possessed by the forces of International Communism. We cannot allow them to get their hooves on that technology. And to that end, we will pay to have it destroyed."
>>178011
"There's a mail plane waiting to take you all to Manehattan, then to Trottigham, where a seaplane will take you to the island where the airship has crashed at. It better be done quick. I expect you'll be home by tomorrow. At least, I hope you'll be home by tomorrow. We'll provide accommodations in Trottingham if necessary."
The stallion nods
"I don't know what you were told yesterday, but I assure you, it is. The blimp crashed this morning."
>>178009
"Do you know what a communist is?" He asks Kira
To Silver:
"Are you an Emigre?"
>>178010
He smiles
"There will be a more detailed briefing in a few minutes. But the short answer is: we have equipment on our aircraft that is, or at least, may be, more technologically advanced than what is possessed by the forces of International Communism. We cannot allow them to get their hooves on that technology. And to that end, we will pay to have it destroyed."
>>178011
"There's a mail plane waiting to take you all to Manehattan, then to Trottigham, where a seaplane will take you to the island where the airship has crashed at. It better be done quick. I expect you'll be home by tomorrow. At least, I hope you'll be home by tomorrow. We'll provide accommodations in Trottingham if necessary."
>>178012
Kira shakes her head.
Silver: "They believe that all ownership should be held by collectives rather than by individuals. That is basic gist of it, now is not really time to get into political discussions." Addressing the Navy stallion, Silver answer, "I was born in St. Petershoof, back when it was part of Equestria. I am just as much Equestrian citizen as next one, and it still hurts me seeing what communists have done to my birthplace."
Kira shakes her head.
Silver: "They believe that all ownership should be held by collectives rather than by individuals. That is basic gist of it, now is not really time to get into political discussions." Addressing the Navy stallion, Silver answer, "I was born in St. Petershoof, back when it was part of Equestria. I am just as much Equestrian citizen as next one, and it still hurts me seeing what communists have done to my birthplace."
So, we've got a reward of up to 10k, split between all of us. There are 6 members in this party. That would only be 1,666 for each party member. Hmmmm.
>>178012
Does he seem affected by the charm? Because if he is I would like to make some opposed Charisma checks to haggle.
"I specialize in cadaver recovery, but there is no guarantee that they will be alive when we get there, let alone all of them. It would be proper to afford a partial reward for deceased airmen, or to raise the reward for each of them to account for those factors. What about... twelve hundred bits per alive airman, and five hundred for the bodies of the deceased?" She pushes
Diplomacy (opposed Cha comes check later, if I need to use the Charm)
[1d20+10 = (19+10) = 29]
>>178012
Does he seem affected by the charm? Because if he is I would like to make some opposed Charisma checks to haggle.
"I specialize in cadaver recovery, but there is no guarantee that they will be alive when we get there, let alone all of them. It would be proper to afford a partial reward for deceased airmen, or to raise the reward for each of them to account for those factors. What about... twelve hundred bits per alive airman, and five hundred for the bodies of the deceased?" She pushes
Diplomacy (opposed Cha comes check later, if I need to use the Charm)
[1d20+10 = (19+10) = 29]
>>178017
Torching the system is the easy part. Bringing men back alive isn't so simple.
Also, I got a good diplomacy roll. Shush.
Torching the system is the easy part. Bringing men back alive isn't so simple.
Also, I got a good diplomacy roll. Shush.
ill say it in character before long
>>178013
"I assure you, rescuing is all I am concerned about. If there is no healer among you, I can find one."
>>178014
"sigh... It's the radar and the engines. As I said, there will be a more detailed briefing" Once I can conclude Amber's dream sequence
>>178015
"Pray you never have to. They are an insidious cancer that destroys nations, culture, traditions, and faith wherever they go with violence, and they are intent on metastasizing everywhere."
>>178016
And Silver's cohort gets a half share
"Very well. twelve hundred alive, five hundred dead if you can recover the body. Plus the fee for torching, plus a percentage of the value of whatever equipment you can recover, and anything that doesn't belong to the Navy or its Airmen that you can find, you can keep."
"I assure you, rescuing is all I am concerned about. If there is no healer among you, I can find one."
>>178014
"sigh... It's the radar and the engines. As I said, there will be a more detailed briefing" Once I can conclude Amber's dream sequence
>>178015
"Pray you never have to. They are an insidious cancer that destroys nations, culture, traditions, and faith wherever they go with violence, and they are intent on metastasizing everywhere."
>>178016
And Silver's cohort gets a half share
"Very well. twelve hundred alive, five hundred dead if you can recover the body. Plus the fee for torching, plus a percentage of the value of whatever equipment you can recover, and anything that doesn't belong to the Navy or its Airmen that you can find, you can keep."
>>178022
Silver: "I am no doctor, but I do have some some experience with treating battlefield wounds in field. Some medical supplies for this expedition would be appreciated: bandages, plasma, maybe even healing potions if they can be spared."
Silver: "I am no doctor, but I do have some some experience with treating battlefield wounds in field. Some medical supplies for this expedition would be appreciated: bandages, plasma, maybe even healing potions if they can be spared."
>>177940
This is truly mysterious writing, but even Amber's untrained eye can determine that it's of different ages and probably different authors. Three guesses as to who the last author is….
She whispers to her father, "Papa, what are they doing? Or, what aren't they doing? They're just standing there."
This is truly mysterious writing, but even Amber's untrained eye can determine that it's of different ages and probably different authors. Three guesses as to who the last author is….
She whispers to her father, "Papa, what are they doing? Or, what aren't they doing? They're just standing there."
I'm going to have to sleep soon.
>cohort
Oh, so that's what he is. I should have guessed he's be high enough level to have a cohort. I would like to get there myself soon, perhaps even after this mission if it's intense enough.
>"Very well. twelve hundred alive, five hundred dead if you can recover the body. Plus the fee for torching, plus a percentage of the value of whatever equipment you can recover, and anything that doesn't belong to the Navy or its Airmen that you can find, you can keep."
Rosey Ring seems satisfied.
>>178025
"Explosive charges would increase the chance of success as well. They're difficult to buy on the fly around here."
>cohort
Oh, so that's what he is. I should have guessed he's be high enough level to have a cohort. I would like to get there myself soon, perhaps even after this mission if it's intense enough.
>"Very well. twelve hundred alive, five hundred dead if you can recover the body. Plus the fee for torching, plus a percentage of the value of whatever equipment you can recover, and anything that doesn't belong to the Navy or its Airmen that you can find, you can keep."
Rosey Ring seems satisfied.
>>178025
"Explosive charges would increase the chance of success as well. They're difficult to buy on the fly around here."
>>178027
"KS-19" He answers
>>178026
"Shhh" he places a hoof over towards Amber, but does not turn to her, and does not manage to actually touch her with it, if that was his intent
"They are, they are, they are... Talking?"
>>178028
"We can make it even better. Four thousand for each torched system, and we'll pay the torch value even if it is recovered in full."
>>178025
He nods
"Is it enough?"
"KS-19" He answers
>>178026
"Shhh" he places a hoof over towards Amber, but does not turn to her, and does not manage to actually touch her with it, if that was his intent
"They are, they are, they are... Talking?"
>>178028
"We can make it even better. Four thousand for each torched system, and we'll pay the torch value even if it is recovered in full."
>>178025
He nods
"Is it enough?"
>>178031
Amber listens carefully to try to make out what the odd ponies are saying.
[1d20+3 = (19+3) = 22]
Amber listens carefully to try to make out what the odd ponies are saying.
[1d20+3 = (19+3) = 22]
The zeeb is simply sitting in the corner, looking off in to space. To the others he may look spaced out and not paying attention, but anyone within very close proximity can hear him very softly reciting words to himself.
>>178031
Silver: "You never know if it is enough until it is time. This fine griffon believes we need proper surgeon. At very least, having medical supplies would greatly increase success chance of this mission. Surgical kits would also be appreciated, bullets are not easy to remove with normal first aid."
Kira raises her hoof again.
Kira: "What's the terrain of the location like?"
Silver: "You never know if it is enough until it is time. This fine griffon believes we need proper surgeon. At very least, having medical supplies would greatly increase success chance of this mission. Surgical kits would also be appreciated, bullets are not easy to remove with normal first aid."
Kira raises her hoof again.
Kira: "What's the terrain of the location like?"
>>178038
"I agree with Silver, but about grenades. Surely theres a quarter,aster we can speak to,...."
"I agree with Silver, but about grenades. Surely theres a quarter,aster we can speak to,...."
>>178038
A mention of healing seems to break Dust out of his trance as he turns towards the grey stallion
"If care and healing is your need
Then to this call I shall take heed
Whether sickness or wounds, diseases or scars
Of health I can make you the exemplar."
A mention of healing seems to break Dust out of his trance as he turns towards the grey stallion
"If care and healing is your need
Then to this call I shall take heed
Whether sickness or wounds, diseases or scars
Of health I can make you the exemplar."
>>178034
"Wawanohabanou and the great bear and the little bear."
"Nahou aruno nihip"
(mumbling)
"The spirits are here already. The dawn is upon us. The seraph will lead a flight of spirits and bring the sun."
"I see the spirits. He creates as well as frees them. They surround us. He will rise with the dawn. The convergence is here already. The seraph need only awake. I can hear him in his dreams and he can hear us. He can see us and touch us. He shall awaken soon."
"Nyah halip I can see them. I can hear them."
>>178036
I wonder if he knows a healer...
>>178038
"Medical supplies will be provided. The island has grassy hills. It is certain to be cold, though maybe above freezing during daylight. The shores can have rocky cliffs."
"Wawanohabanou and the great bear and the little bear."
"Nahou aruno nihip"
(mumbling)
"The spirits are here already. The dawn is upon us. The seraph will lead a flight of spirits and bring the sun."
"I see the spirits. He creates as well as frees them. They surround us. He will rise with the dawn. The convergence is here already. The seraph need only awake. I can hear him in his dreams and he can hear us. He can see us and touch us. He shall awaken soon."
"Nyah halip I can see them. I can hear them."
>>178036
I wonder if he knows a healer...
>>178038
"Medical supplies will be provided. The island has grassy hills. It is certain to be cold, though maybe above freezing during daylight. The shores can have rocky cliffs."
>>178040
Amber's fears of having found the wrong cultists have been assuaged. Though, she is still very anxious from all of this and doesn't know what to do.
Amber's fears of having found the wrong cultists have been assuaged. Though, she is still very anxious from all of this and doesn't know what to do.
>>178042
"To where shall we go? To the little bear?"
"To here. The spirits come from the underworld. The Stallo shall cleanse the unbelieving. But do not worry for the seraph only means to create."
Of in the distance, the blackness of night itself seems to move where the night meets the horizon.
>>178043
"Perhaps"
"To where shall we go? To the little bear?"
"To here. The spirits come from the underworld. The Stallo shall cleanse the unbelieving. But do not worry for the seraph only means to create."
Of in the distance, the blackness of night itself seems to move where the night meets the horizon.
>>178043
"Perhaps"
>>178040
Cavaliere looks with interest at the zebra. "Do you have experience treating equines with different injuries, including those inflicted by falling or crushing? You might have to take care of multiple ponies with those injuries or more, outdoors and with the need to transport them quickly. They will be depending on you with their lives," he asks softly.
Cavaliere looks with interest at the zebra. "Do you have experience treating equines with different injuries, including those inflicted by falling or crushing? You might have to take care of multiple ponies with those injuries or more, outdoors and with the need to transport them quickly. They will be depending on you with their lives," he asks softly.
>>178042
>>178044
The stallion whispers to Father:
"Do you see them eating any kind of mushroom or mold? Does anything look like that?"
Father:
"Maybe we should just admit to the Inspector that we can't handle this."
Stallion:
"He won't be mad that we failed. He'll be mad that we never tried. So we better try, or we are dead ponies. I think I see Vaeltaja."
>>178044
The stallion whispers to Father:
"Do you see them eating any kind of mushroom or mold? Does anything look like that?"
Father:
"Maybe we should just admit to the Inspector that we can't handle this."
Stallion:
"He won't be mad that we failed. He'll be mad that we never tried. So we better try, or we are dead ponies. I think I see Vaeltaja."
>>178044
Amber's skin crawls with mention of the Stallo. "What are the Stallo? They are talking about them." she whispers to her father.
Amber's skin crawls with mention of the Stallo. "What are the Stallo? They are talking about them." she whispers to her father.
>>178044
"My good stallion" he chuckles unconvincingly friendly "I hate to seem a boor but there seems to be a degree of,... misconstruance. Now while I appreciate that you and yours are fighting a war - and youre doing such a fine job of it - but there seems to be a disparity about who needs who
[1d20+2 = (19+2) = 21]
Intimidation
"My good stallion" he chuckles unconvincingly friendly "I hate to seem a boor but there seems to be a degree of,... misconstruance. Now while I appreciate that you and yours are fighting a war - and youre doing such a fine job of it - but there seems to be a disparity about who needs who
[1d20+2 = (19+2) = 21]
Intimidation
"The quartermaster,"
Brie finishes
Brie finishes
>>178045
"I have worked with ailments both magic and mundane,
And have yet to have a patient say I did not alleviate the pain.
Working outdoors is fine, and I am used to no tools
As long as you all do not go acting like fools"
Despite how his words may seem, the zebra stallion seems extremely serious in this. Almost as if he's dealt with worse before.
"I have worked with ailments both magic and mundane,
And have yet to have a patient say I did not alleviate the pain.
Working outdoors is fine, and I am used to no tools
As long as you all do not go acting like fools"
Despite how his words may seem, the zebra stallion seems extremely serious in this. Almost as if he's dealt with worse before.
>>178047
Father moves back and pets the little pony. He smiles as he does so.
"The Stallo are a creature of myth that walk in the woods and eat ponies. To be honest with you, little Kultainen, they are a story told to scare little fillies like you. I wish parents would instead tell their colts and fillies stories of poverty, disease, famine, or of oppression to scare them. I think the fear would be more productive. You have plenty to fear, little pony, like there being no heat tonight. But giant pony eating monsters in the woods is not one of those things."
>>178048
concern
Father moves back and pets the little pony. He smiles as he does so.
"The Stallo are a creature of myth that walk in the woods and eat ponies. To be honest with you, little Kultainen, they are a story told to scare little fillies like you. I wish parents would instead tell their colts and fillies stories of poverty, disease, famine, or of oppression to scare them. I think the fear would be more productive. You have plenty to fear, little pony, like there being no heat tonight. But giant pony eating monsters in the woods is not one of those things."
>>178048
concern
>>178051
Who is expressing concern, sense motive if discernable
(I assume thats a spot check and a motive check)
[1d20+9 = (13+9) = 22] [1d20+9 = (6+9) = 15] (spot first)
Who is expressing concern, sense motive if discernable
(I assume thats a spot check and a motive check)
[1d20+9 = (13+9) = 22] [1d20+9 = (6+9) = 15] (spot first)
>>178051
This is a quote from earlier, right? If not, Amber would be seriously concerned at how her father would be casually dismissing her fears at length just in front of a doomsday cult.
She scoots over to the other stallion. "There are a lot of them, and they don't look frostbitten or confused like Makea or Kuhlo. Please don't get yourselves hurt," she quietly pleads. She doesn't look at him though, instead at the edge of the sky to see if her eyes are deceiving her.
This is a quote from earlier, right? If not, Amber would be seriously concerned at how her father would be casually dismissing her fears at length just in front of a doomsday cult.
She scoots over to the other stallion. "There are a lot of them, and they don't look frostbitten or confused like Makea or Kuhlo. Please don't get yourselves hurt," she quietly pleads. She doesn't look at him though, instead at the edge of the sky to see if her eyes are deceiving her.
>>178053
No, father really did go on a tangent about childrearing as he watches these ponies off in the distance.
Amber definitely thinks she sees shadows, or something in the shadows, on the treeless horizon. But they don't move. Or rather, they don't move much, and it's impossible to be sure if she isn't seeing the trunks of trees, or piles of snow, or hilltops. But the milky blackness is unsettling any time she moves her eyes away from it, as it seems to flow almost like a liquid, or lumber like a large animal in the night.
Father continues petting her. His breathing is heavy, and his eyes dart. And... is he beginning to speak to himself?
The other stallion says,
"Oh, I'm not. It's they who need to be worried. The Central Council will get them if the bears and the cold don't get them first. But Vaeltaja... I will get him first. Before the Central Council gets me."
Amber can't be so sure that the ponies are not frostbitten. Several of them are completely covered, but a couple are not.
No, father really did go on a tangent about childrearing as he watches these ponies off in the distance.
Amber definitely thinks she sees shadows, or something in the shadows, on the treeless horizon. But they don't move. Or rather, they don't move much, and it's impossible to be sure if she isn't seeing the trunks of trees, or piles of snow, or hilltops. But the milky blackness is unsettling any time she moves her eyes away from it, as it seems to flow almost like a liquid, or lumber like a large animal in the night.
Father continues petting her. His breathing is heavy, and his eyes dart. And... is he beginning to speak to himself?
The other stallion says,
"Oh, I'm not. It's they who need to be worried. The Central Council will get them if the bears and the cold don't get them first. But Vaeltaja... I will get him first. Before the Central Council gets me."
Amber can't be so sure that the ponies are not frostbitten. Several of them are completely covered, but a couple are not.
>>178060
Amber merely answers, "Wait." as she creeps back to where she knows Jakala to be, unwilling to leave her little friend there.
Amber merely answers, "Wait." as she creeps back to where she knows Jakala to be, unwilling to leave her little friend there.
>>178060
"Oh now, I didn"t intend to offend. It's just that you're more squirrely than the last fellow. Whay happened to him?:
"Oh now, I didn"t intend to offend. It's just that you're more squirrely than the last fellow. Whay happened to him?:
>>178061
Amber may want to be cautious, so that she may not be seen or heard. Then again, these ponies might not even notice her if she stood right in front of their open eyes.
Jakala is still sitting there on the sled, staring at the sky. Silently.
Amber may want to be cautious, so that she may not be seen or heard. Then again, these ponies might not even notice her if she stood right in front of their open eyes.
Jakala is still sitting there on the sled, staring at the sky. Silently.
>>178063
Probably the loudest sound from Amber is her little heart beating. How in the world did Vaeltaja get all these ponies out here? She looks up to what Jakala is staring at.
Probably the loudest sound from Amber is her little heart beating. How in the world did Vaeltaja get all these ponies out here? She looks up to what Jakala is staring at.
>>178041
Kira, quiet from going through scenarios in her mind, speaks up again with a fairly long and large list of questions: how well explored is the island, are there any inhabitants, how big is the island, are there any maps of the island, are there any dangerous animals or poisonous plants on the island, how much plant life is on the island, is it densely wooded or rather barren, how well populated is the island with animal life, are the missing soldiers likely to have set up traps. The Navy pony may feel a bit overwhelmed with just how much the lamia is asking to know.
Kira, quiet from going through scenarios in her mind, speaks up again with a fairly long and large list of questions: how well explored is the island, are there any inhabitants, how big is the island, are there any maps of the island, are there any dangerous animals or poisonous plants on the island, how much plant life is on the island, is it densely wooded or rather barren, how well populated is the island with animal life, are the missing soldiers likely to have set up traps. The Navy pony may feel a bit overwhelmed with just how much the lamia is asking to know.
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>>178062
>>178065
Brie relaxes his attitude a bit, allowing others to speak freely without his incessant quips,... for now. This petulent officer may need to be disciplined. Perhaps his superiors set him on this task with precisely the goal of Brie disposing of him, but best not to set himself up as the prime suspect TOO soon. Plenty of time for that later.
NOW what he wants to know is,....
>>178065
Brie relaxes his attitude a bit, allowing others to speak freely without his incessant quips,... for now. This petulent officer may need to be disciplined. Perhaps his superiors set him on this task with precisely the goal of Brie disposing of him, but best not to set himself up as the prime suspect TOO soon. Plenty of time for that later.
NOW what he wants to know is,....
>>178067
Also, to anyone with a decent enough perception, he has a small pot with a cup of tea that he's also grateful for
Also, to anyone with a decent enough perception, he has a small pot with a cup of tea that he's also grateful for
>>178048
Okay, here's a response you might like better,
"I don't trust you with a hoof grenade, and you don't need a hoof grenade to destroy a 'toaster oven', or a 'popcorn broiler'. Yes. I need somepony I trust to do the job. Somepony I can actually trust to torch the systems and bring my stallions back alive. What you have completely and utterly failed to impress upon me is why I need you. Because right now, I can't find a satisfactory reason."
>>178062
"The last fellow isn't from the Navy. He isn't offering to pay you what comes out to 3000 bits each plus the opportunity for loot, and I assume, to sate your blood lust. I am. But if you would rather he be your personalized tard wrangler than I, please, by all means, go join him downstairs. I think it would improve the quality of the group if you did."
Okay, here's a response you might like better,
"I don't trust you with a hoof grenade, and you don't need a hoof grenade to destroy a 'toaster oven', or a 'popcorn broiler'. Yes. I need somepony I trust to do the job. Somepony I can actually trust to torch the systems and bring my stallions back alive. What you have completely and utterly failed to impress upon me is why I need you. Because right now, I can't find a satisfactory reason."
>>178062
"The last fellow isn't from the Navy. He isn't offering to pay you what comes out to 3000 bits each plus the opportunity for loot, and I assume, to sate your blood lust. I am. But if you would rather he be your personalized tard wrangler than I, please, by all means, go join him downstairs. I think it would improve the quality of the group if you did."
>>178069
Silver: "No, hoof grenades would not work, unless they were high explosive instead of fragmentation but even then there are better options. If torching important systems is part of goal, we do need something to achieve this goal. Solution could be as simple as homemade fire bombs, for those all we would need is some bottles of booze or gasoline with rags tied to their necks. Otherwise we could make use of some Infantry Demolition Kits. They were issued to infantry units during War to destroy walls or to damage tanks when friendly armor and AT was not available. Good middle ground between those would be some dynamite."
Silver: "No, hoof grenades would not work, unless they were high explosive instead of fragmentation but even then there are better options. If torching important systems is part of goal, we do need something to achieve this goal. Solution could be as simple as homemade fire bombs, for those all we would need is some bottles of booze or gasoline with rags tied to their necks. Otherwise we could make use of some Infantry Demolition Kits. They were issued to infantry units during War to destroy walls or to damage tanks when friendly armor and AT was not available. Good middle ground between those would be some dynamite."
>>178069
Brie's eyebrow twitches, and his head tilts lightly, before returning with an expression that says he wont interrupt the others, but when others have had their say, he will have his
Brie's eyebrow twitches, and his head tilts lightly, before returning with an expression that says he wont interrupt the others, but when others have had their say, he will have his
Out of Character: I will be away at Ponyville Ciderfest this weekend
>>178065
>>178045
>>178029
>>178036
>>178067
The dark blue pegasus pony in uniform introduces himself
"My name is Shoal Water, Captain of the New Mareland Replican Navy and in charge of ground-based naval aviation in the Rocky Seas and Griffish Isles region. I am in Baltimare now for reasons I will explain later. I've gathered you all here for an important mission. I will begin the detailed briefing on that mission in a few minutes after I've received a call, and after I've, well, gotten a map out, but right now, I think it is best for us to introduce ourselves. I know of a couple of you by reputation, but I don't know any of you personally, and I'm not sure how well you know each other. So if you could, explain who you are and what you could contribute. And if each of you could provide your IDs, we'd like to hold on to them as a security measure for the time of the mission. The bat pony can go last, because I'd like to see if he's capable of not making an ass of himself for a couple minutes, and because quite frankly he seems like he may be best suited for... well I'm not sure what he's good for, but something else."
>>178070
He nods
"Yes, we intend to give you explosives to help in the torching, as well as a camera to verify that you have in fact, torched the system. Infantry Demolition kits are a good idea, I can ask the Army if they will lend a trio."
>>178065
"These are all very good questions, but you'll get a fuller answer when I explain the location where this will all take place"
>>178065
>>178045
>>178029
>>178036
>>178067
The dark blue pegasus pony in uniform introduces himself
"My name is Shoal Water, Captain of the New Mareland Replican Navy and in charge of ground-based naval aviation in the Rocky Seas and Griffish Isles region. I am in Baltimare now for reasons I will explain later. I've gathered you all here for an important mission. I will begin the detailed briefing on that mission in a few minutes after I've received a call, and after I've, well, gotten a map out, but right now, I think it is best for us to introduce ourselves. I know of a couple of you by reputation, but I don't know any of you personally, and I'm not sure how well you know each other. So if you could, explain who you are and what you could contribute. And if each of you could provide your IDs, we'd like to hold on to them as a security measure for the time of the mission. The bat pony can go last, because I'd like to see if he's capable of not making an ass of himself for a couple minutes, and because quite frankly he seems like he may be best suited for... well I'm not sure what he's good for, but something else."
>>178070
He nods
"Yes, we intend to give you explosives to help in the torching, as well as a camera to verify that you have in fact, torched the system. Infantry Demolition kits are a good idea, I can ask the Army if they will lend a trio."
>>178065
"These are all very good questions, but you'll get a fuller answer when I explain the location where this will all take place"
>>178072
The zebra in the corner clears his throat
"My name is Defiant Dust
I come as a tribal shaman
Hopefully my story you trust
And understand my situation.
I come to Equestria for rumors of increased undead
Which have brought my people great dread
I was sent to investigate these tales
And let the fates determine my trails."
With these last words, he noses through his pack until he pulls out a folded peice of paper. He carries it over, and deposits it on fhe stallions desk. The stallion will find it is a Visa from Zebrica to Equestria.
The zebra in the corner clears his throat
"My name is Defiant Dust
I come as a tribal shaman
Hopefully my story you trust
And understand my situation.
I come to Equestria for rumors of increased undead
Which have brought my people great dread
I was sent to investigate these tales
And let the fates determine my trails."
With these last words, he noses through his pack until he pulls out a folded peice of paper. He carries it over, and deposits it on fhe stallions desk. The stallion will find it is a Visa from Zebrica to Equestria.
>>178072
>conshit
Plz enjoy
>a proper officer
Encouraging
>Can he not make an ass of himself?
>O_O
"We're going LAST?? REE--"
Shush
>conshit
Plz enjoy
>a proper officer
Encouraging
>Can he not make an ass of himself?
>O_O
"We're going LAST?? REE--"
Shush
>>178072
The floofy light grey unicorn stallion known as Silver steps up, wearing a flak jacket and (if weapons were allowed inside this room) wearing a sheathed greatsword at his side.
Silver: "I am Silver Sword. I was born in St. Petershoof back when it was part of Equestria, and as such am still natural born Equestrian citizen. My father was Royal Guard quartermaster and taught me how to wield swords from young age. I am also well versed in marksponyship with rifles. I served in Equestrian Army during Great War as Sergeant, originally training other stallions into soldiers before being sent off to Western Front as part of 'E Platoon', before New Mareland landed on East Coast. We were meant to reinforce various divisions on front line against Changelings when we stopped in Vale and discovered that local garrison had been replaced by platoon of Changeling Infiltrators. Over course of half day we managed to wipe out Infiltrators, saving both inhabitants of Vale as well as garrison ponies who had been captured and replaced. It would later be known as First Battle of Vale. Most recently I was part of group that raided Hoebuck, and I successfully helped lead us towards clearing out not only local traffickers led by griffon Stormfeather Maakie but also Maarist Cult led by pony Sweet Boek."
Silver then hands Shoal his ID, verifying that he is indeed an Equestrian citizen. The golden-yellow lamia, wearing studded leather armor and carrying a bow, arrows, and spear (again, if weapons were allowed inside), looks impressed at the surprisingly young unicorn's achievements. She slithers up to Shoal next as Silver returns to his spot.
Kira: "Um, hi, I'm Kubana Kirafiki, but others call me Kira. I'm a huntress for the Kuwinda Kwu Maua tribe in Southeastern Zebrica. My home city is Dhamaji. I'm an expert scout and tracker, able to decent even the faintest of tracks and follow them for miles. I'm especially stealthy, being able to hide almost in plain sight and being as quiet while moving as a stalking leopard. I'm also very good with a bow. I made my own with my mother's help when I was little, and I've taken down my fair share of beasts both mundane and magical with it. Like other hunters in my tribe, I'm also an apprentice alchemist, and know a select few spells that are quite helpful in the wilderness."
She hands Shoal her papers, which despite their oddity do appear to be fully legitimate and given straight from Customs. They appear to have been granted just yesterday, in fact.
The floofy light grey unicorn stallion known as Silver steps up, wearing a flak jacket and (if weapons were allowed inside this room) wearing a sheathed greatsword at his side.
Silver: "I am Silver Sword. I was born in St. Petershoof back when it was part of Equestria, and as such am still natural born Equestrian citizen. My father was Royal Guard quartermaster and taught me how to wield swords from young age. I am also well versed in marksponyship with rifles. I served in Equestrian Army during Great War as Sergeant, originally training other stallions into soldiers before being sent off to Western Front as part of 'E Platoon', before New Mareland landed on East Coast. We were meant to reinforce various divisions on front line against Changelings when we stopped in Vale and discovered that local garrison had been replaced by platoon of Changeling Infiltrators. Over course of half day we managed to wipe out Infiltrators, saving both inhabitants of Vale as well as garrison ponies who had been captured and replaced. It would later be known as First Battle of Vale. Most recently I was part of group that raided Hoebuck, and I successfully helped lead us towards clearing out not only local traffickers led by griffon Stormfeather Maakie but also Maarist Cult led by pony Sweet Boek."
Silver then hands Shoal his ID, verifying that he is indeed an Equestrian citizen. The golden-yellow lamia, wearing studded leather armor and carrying a bow, arrows, and spear (again, if weapons were allowed inside), looks impressed at the surprisingly young unicorn's achievements. She slithers up to Shoal next as Silver returns to his spot.
Kira: "Um, hi, I'm Kubana Kirafiki, but others call me Kira. I'm a huntress for the Kuwinda Kwu Maua tribe in Southeastern Zebrica. My home city is Dhamaji. I'm an expert scout and tracker, able to decent even the faintest of tracks and follow them for miles. I'm especially stealthy, being able to hide almost in plain sight and being as quiet while moving as a stalking leopard. I'm also very good with a bow. I made my own with my mother's help when I was little, and I've taken down my fair share of beasts both mundane and magical with it. Like other hunters in my tribe, I'm also an apprentice alchemist, and know a select few spells that are quite helpful in the wilderness."
She hands Shoal her papers, which despite their oddity do appear to be fully legitimate and given straight from Customs. They appear to have been granted just yesterday, in fact.
>>178061
Character goals
>>178073
It's a bit difficult to tell which posts are intended for who, but I think I got the gist of it.
>>178072
>So if you could, explain who you are and what you could contribute
Rosey Ring gives her long-winded monologue of her credentials, similar to what she posted earlier in the thread:
"I am a blackweave warmagus with decades of experience in northeastern griffonia. I know over forty spells, most of which combat hexes, and can cast hexes of up to third level. I am proficient in light armor and martial weapons, as well as with unarmed combat; it's not my specialty, but more than your average soldier. I have moderate stealth capabilities, and if necessary I can make it appear as though my targets have died from dessication or disease. Through my experience, I have mastered the first Meditation of War: my morale is unshakable. I have experience being deployed alongside poisonous gas. I have fortified my body to make myself impervious to minor attacks and I am highly resistant to magic. I have experience in retrieving cadavers from active warzones and toxic mana wastes. I have trained to ignore caltrop wounds and survive stepping on landmines. I am capable of summoning several types of monsters. I specialize in neutralizing griffons and undead, from my experience in Farbrook. Interrogation is another of my specialities, and I pride myself in being able to extract information from deceased subjects. I've trained to work in conditions of total darkness, and despite the need to mediate for spells I am able to work with very little rest. As for poisons..." (continues)
She adds that she prefers close quarters combat, but can operate at a range if necessary. She says that she can operate in bogs and swamps beneath stagnant water for extended periods, but she is not qualified to operate a ship and that her naval experience is limited.
>And if each of you could provide your IDs, we'd like to hold on to them as a security measure for the time of the mission
Posey seems uncertain.
"I was under the impression that the point of this mission was to remain inconspicuous. I would prefer to operate on the grounds that my privacy and anonymity be maintained, as leaked information could compromise my career and reputation: the blackweave magic that I use for battle can be unsightly, and I don't need the optics clouding my career as a Necrologist in this political environment."
Character goals
>>178073
It's a bit difficult to tell which posts are intended for who, but I think I got the gist of it.
>>178072
>So if you could, explain who you are and what you could contribute
Rosey Ring gives her long-winded monologue of her credentials, similar to what she posted earlier in the thread:
"I am a blackweave warmagus with decades of experience in northeastern griffonia. I know over forty spells, most of which combat hexes, and can cast hexes of up to third level. I am proficient in light armor and martial weapons, as well as with unarmed combat; it's not my specialty, but more than your average soldier. I have moderate stealth capabilities, and if necessary I can make it appear as though my targets have died from dessication or disease. Through my experience, I have mastered the first Meditation of War: my morale is unshakable. I have experience being deployed alongside poisonous gas. I have fortified my body to make myself impervious to minor attacks and I am highly resistant to magic. I have experience in retrieving cadavers from active warzones and toxic mana wastes. I have trained to ignore caltrop wounds and survive stepping on landmines. I am capable of summoning several types of monsters. I specialize in neutralizing griffons and undead, from my experience in Farbrook. Interrogation is another of my specialities, and I pride myself in being able to extract information from deceased subjects. I've trained to work in conditions of total darkness, and despite the need to mediate for spells I am able to work with very little rest. As for poisons..." (continues)
She adds that she prefers close quarters combat, but can operate at a range if necessary. She says that she can operate in bogs and swamps beneath stagnant water for extended periods, but she is not qualified to operate a ship and that her naval experience is limited.
>And if each of you could provide your IDs, we'd like to hold on to them as a security measure for the time of the mission
Posey seems uncertain.
"I was under the impression that the point of this mission was to remain inconspicuous. I would prefer to operate on the grounds that my privacy and anonymity be maintained, as leaked information could compromise my career and reputation: the blackweave magic that I use for battle can be unsightly, and I don't need the optics clouding my career as a Necrologist in this political environment."
>>178074
"Why hello? What are you a shaman of, and what can you do?"
>>178076
For reference, characters are allowed their weapons here"
He nods and smiles
"Ah yes, you were a part of the group that eliminated those cultists. I'm glad to have you here especially. Thank you for your service. A bit of a shame it was to the princess, but valiant and commendable all the same."
He looks over to the lamia
"Ah! A snake? O... kay.
He takes the papers
>>178078
He nods,
"Having a combat mage is always desirable. And making targets look like they died of disease... may just be useful. I expect ponies to be the main threat, though I can hardly rule out griffins, but I seriously doubt you'll encounter undead.
The point of this mission is to remain inconspicuous. I assure you that maintaining your privacy and anonymity is in my best interests. You've surely noticed that I did not just send a platoon of my own marines, as I could have. And I did contact the auxiliaries of my local area, as I could have. That's precisely because I need you to be unknown. Nevertheless, we ask for IDs, in part so we can screen you and make sure you are not an enemy spy, partly as insurance to give you some incentive to come back to us, and in no small part because it would be seriously inconvenient to us if it were found on your dead body. I mean no offense, but what stands to be compromised is far more important than your career and reputation should the truth come out."
"Why hello? What are you a shaman of, and what can you do?"
>>178076
For reference, characters are allowed their weapons here"
He nods and smiles
"Ah yes, you were a part of the group that eliminated those cultists. I'm glad to have you here especially. Thank you for your service. A bit of a shame it was to the princess, but valiant and commendable all the same."
He looks over to the lamia
"Ah! A snake? O... kay.
He takes the papers
>>178078
He nods,
"Having a combat mage is always desirable. And making targets look like they died of disease... may just be useful. I expect ponies to be the main threat, though I can hardly rule out griffins, but I seriously doubt you'll encounter undead.
The point of this mission is to remain inconspicuous. I assure you that maintaining your privacy and anonymity is in my best interests. You've surely noticed that I did not just send a platoon of my own marines, as I could have. And I did contact the auxiliaries of my local area, as I could have. That's precisely because I need you to be unknown. Nevertheless, we ask for IDs, in part so we can screen you and make sure you are not an enemy spy, partly as insurance to give you some incentive to come back to us, and in no small part because it would be seriously inconvenient to us if it were found on your dead body. I mean no offense, but what stands to be compromised is far more important than your career and reputation should the truth come out."
>>178079
Silver: "We serve country we were born to. I imagine if I had been born in New Mareland and you had been born in Equestria, it would be me in your position and you in mine. What matters is that we serve to best of our ability."
Kira: "Um...lamia, actually." The lamia takes the end of her tail in her hooves and rubs it between them. "So, why do we need to be so inconspicuous and secretive."
Silver responds before Shoal gets a chance to.
Silver: "Because he does not want to start war between New Mareland and Stalliongrad. If New Mareland troops were to land on this island and are discovered by Stalliongrader patrol, or worse if there was firefight between them, then it could spark international incident leading to war New Mareland really can not afford to fight right now. As we are not officially members of New Mareland's military, if we are found or end up fighting any Stalliongraders then New Mareland has plausible deniability that we are just opportunistic third party looking for pay day."
Silver: "We serve country we were born to. I imagine if I had been born in New Mareland and you had been born in Equestria, it would be me in your position and you in mine. What matters is that we serve to best of our ability."
Kira: "Um...lamia, actually." The lamia takes the end of her tail in her hooves and rubs it between them. "So, why do we need to be so inconspicuous and secretive."
Silver responds before Shoal gets a chance to.
Silver: "Because he does not want to start war between New Mareland and Stalliongrad. If New Mareland troops were to land on this island and are discovered by Stalliongrader patrol, or worse if there was firefight between them, then it could spark international incident leading to war New Mareland really can not afford to fight right now. As we are not officially members of New Mareland's military, if we are found or end up fighting any Stalliongraders then New Mareland has plausible deniability that we are just opportunistic third party looking for pay day."
Brie observes silently, thoughtfully
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>>178079
>so we can screen you and make sure you are not an enemy spy
"...Sure...."
Posey begrudgingly forks over her ID and business card
>so we can screen you and make sure you are not an enemy spy
"...Sure...."
Posey begrudgingly forks over her ID and business card
Brie - the semi-sinister but uncomfortably jubilant Bat - lapses out of his nothing box iykyk
"Oh, yes well hello it's a delight to meet the most of you,... Silver, that one time.
I wont fuss around with terminology; I have a perticular mode of operation that keeps certain ponies alive (albeit barely, on occasion, though) and makes "as many as necessary" ponies dead. You mostly won't hear me, tho I can't help but accentuate a good kill with a deep and biting comment, and I'm obnoxious (spoiler). And, while enthusiastic for a grenade, I guarantee that no living and little nonliving damage will occur."
He seems quite proud of that.
"Oh, yes well hello it's a delight to meet the most of you,... Silver, that one time.
I wont fuss around with terminology; I have a perticular mode of operation that keeps certain ponies alive (albeit barely, on occasion, though) and makes "as many as necessary" ponies dead. You mostly won't hear me, tho I can't help but accentuate a good kill with a deep and biting comment, and I'm obnoxious (spoiler). And, while enthusiastic for a grenade, I guarantee that no living and little nonliving damage will occur."
He seems quite proud of that.
>>178078
The zeeb's eyes narrow at the mention of a "necrologist," whatever that is. But he manages to hold his tongue for now.
>>178079
His attention turns back to introductions
"Earth and fighting
Battle and healing
My primary focus is extinguishing thr undead
But the tribe's needs dictate all, and I follow where I am lead
If a demonstration you want
If I might have a stone
In an effort not to haunt
One for which I will not have to attone"
The zeeb's eyes narrow at the mention of a "necrologist," whatever that is. But he manages to hold his tongue for now.
>>178079
His attention turns back to introductions
"Earth and fighting
Battle and healing
My primary focus is extinguishing thr undead
But the tribe's needs dictate all, and I follow where I am lead
If a demonstration you want
If I might have a stone
In an effort not to haunt
One for which I will not have to attone"
"Also, I'm (background whispering) eager to serve." He says wirh a suddenly smilier face
Brie ends with a bit of a dramatic fluorish, for some reason
>>178072
By this point the griffon had put on a black leather gunbelt around his hip loaded with ammunition and a single revolver by his side, and he had handed over his ID. He raises his voice to be heard by the rest of the room, and looks around at the various other mercenaries as he talks.
"My name is Garv Cavaliere. I hail from Nova Griffonia where my job is to solve problems of different types. Some of them require violence, some can be solved by words alone. If it does come down to violence, I prefer to limit lethality until the situation warrants it, either for myself or for others. This looks to be one such situation. Nova Griffonia has a long and sparsely guarded border with Stalliongrad, and the communists there have oft started border disputes over that territory. Their soldiers are fanatics, and in a fight can scarcely be considered as ponies with how they think and behave. With luck we should arrive before them, and we should avoid detection for as long as possible. I don't doubt any of your fighting prowess, but we will be outnumbered in an unfamiliar territory, which is a fight best avoided."
"While I can handle a gun, gunshots tend to carry a long distance. In that area, our approach should be quiet and enemy soldiers handled with stealthy attacks before they can communicate our position. We absolutely must get to that airship and find the survivors as quickly as possible."
By this point the griffon had put on a black leather gunbelt around his hip loaded with ammunition and a single revolver by his side, and he had handed over his ID. He raises his voice to be heard by the rest of the room, and looks around at the various other mercenaries as he talks.
"My name is Garv Cavaliere. I hail from Nova Griffonia where my job is to solve problems of different types. Some of them require violence, some can be solved by words alone. If it does come down to violence, I prefer to limit lethality until the situation warrants it, either for myself or for others. This looks to be one such situation. Nova Griffonia has a long and sparsely guarded border with Stalliongrad, and the communists there have oft started border disputes over that territory. Their soldiers are fanatics, and in a fight can scarcely be considered as ponies with how they think and behave. With luck we should arrive before them, and we should avoid detection for as long as possible. I don't doubt any of your fighting prowess, but we will be outnumbered in an unfamiliar territory, which is a fight best avoided."
"While I can handle a gun, gunshots tend to carry a long distance. In that area, our approach should be quiet and enemy soldiers handled with stealthy attacks before they can communicate our position. We absolutely must get to that airship and find the survivors as quickly as possible."
"Splendid, it appears we have quite the merry little band coming together!" Brie pleasantly chimes in. He looks to the captain. "I will unfortunately have to take a rain check on the identification. In my excitement to pursue this opportunity, I dashed out of the house and left it on my nightstand. You understand, of course. I trust my reputation is sufficient to dispense with all doubt as to my identity. After all, the military has no need to hold collateral, do they?"
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