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>>181215
>"And that has nothing at all to do with the fact that the crown is very obviously more valuable than the pocket watch?"
"It's only valuable to a pony who would be able to handle it. An item so cursed it can't be worn or used is hardly worth anything at all on the market. It might have some value for research though... And it's very pretty."
Is this Mala speaking?
>>181213
You sense that Posey has ulterior motives, but she's not lying about the crown being dangerous.

"Anyways, we can decide what to do with it once we get home."

Brie is 1 round of emptying a cylinder into this tiara, no.matter who is playing William Tell

(6second, choose wisely, no meta)

>>181216
No. What we had to retcon was a curse. What we are doing now is fighting over loot to make sure my DMPC gets more money Silver's cohort gets his fair share.

>>181218
Yes. Mala is speaking

"Fair enough... You can call that your share."

>>181205
>>181211
Cavaliere scowls with disapproval.
"I don't think either of you can be trusted with it. I shouldn't need to remind you that we are still on a mission and the last thing we need is an ancient artifact driving us mad."

He leans over to Mala and speaks quietly. "Put the tiara in a bag and don't let any creature take it. And for all our sakes, don't put it on. Throw it away if you feel tempted."

He turns back to the other griffon. "En jij kunt dat blijkbaar ook niet. Kijk naar jezelf. Je ziet er erger uit dan een ruiende kerkuil. Je bemanning is bang en gewond. Geef het op."

I thought we established that the red griffon, Sørvik, speaks only his Norwegian-like language while the yellow griffon, Nils, speaks Feathesian and is acting as an interpreter.

>>181217
Cavaliere nods to Silver. "I've said as much."

>>181221
Oh, I misinterpreted, I thought it was fighting over the tiara

>>181223
Oh wait. We are. 3 seco ds

>>181217
>>181215
"That's right! Who knows how long you would have lasted before this thing turned your brain to jelly, or sucked your soul out, threw you into a portal to Tartarus, or... *huffs* sh-hriveled you into a lifeless husk..! Y-you wouldn't want that!"
She shimmies her hips a bit and prances in place as she goes on about the horrible things it could do to him

>>181222
Mala:

"I can hold onto it for now."

The griffin looks around the cabin

No, it's always been Sørvik who spoke feathesian

>>181225
"What I did see what you falling asleep laying against that thing, drooling onto the floor until you fell over and dropped it, while I watched the prisoner."

>>181207
"The Degeneracy here is awful, somepony should just wash it all away."

>>181228
"Heh heh, Dark Star, you know we can't risk a rebellion when there are griffin nations threatening us back home."

Assuming the gayniggerjew isnt going to do something stupid (and ready to kill if he is) Brie draws his .38 special, aimed at the tiara (or Posey. If shes hidden it amongst the many posts). "I think we've all has enough with that there."

>>181221
"That's fine by me. Anyways, I'm trained to handle these sorts of things, so I will carry it. If anypony else wants to claim it, we'll discuss that after we locate the Marines."
>>181222
"Ask him if he's seen the Marines." Posey says
>>181227
UwU
"That's how I know it's dangerous..." Posey says
>>181228
The more I hear from Dark Star, the more based and redpilled he sounds.
I want Dark Star to be the Red Horse of war. He will make a good Death Knight.

>>181227
No, youll turn Mala against

>>181231
Okay, what is that "UwU" for? There is nothing in that post that justifies an "uwu"

>>181231
Mala:

"Then I can handle the loot. I have experience with guarding that kind of thing."

>>181233
""I'll hold it." Brie says, as though obvious.
"I have no magical skill. And no one would flinch if I turned,.. batty."

>>181229
"You're right, Sir. i am aware. of the threats the black hooves face from the griffons, they have my sympathies. But the situation here remains the same. with all due respect, Sir."
>>181231
Thanks kek

>>181230
The Tiara is in Posey's purse.
Also, are you really about to attack Posey? Are you sure you want to do that?
I'm not hoarding the crown to myself (yet), I'm just holding onto it until we split the loot later.
>>181234
>Okay, what is that "UwU" for? There is nothing in that post that justifies an "uwu"
Posey is a masochist, and that experience would be quite exciting for her.
>>181234
"I can handle it without touching it." Posey says, gesturing to her horn
"Trust me, I'm a professional."
>>181235
"No." She replies
"Quite frankly, I'd trust Mala more."

>>181231
"It's precisely because you think that you are qualified to handle it that you shouldn't handle it. You don't need the distraction which it clearly is. Mala the gnoll is dependable enough to carry it, and if he isn't, we'll choose another."

>>181235
Cavaliere sighs. "Put your gun down, Brie. We don't need any 'battiness' at this time. Silver, Kira, Dust, what is your stance on this?" he asks the other party members.

He then asks Sørvik, "Herinnert u zich dat u hier ooit pony's bent tegengekomen?"

Brb, gotta find the name of the pony you wanted me to ask him about

>>181238
>are you about to atrack
No, but the vibe is awfully casual about the thing. Like lets pretend it could kill us all.if we looked at it funny. And not pretend its a "quest item" or wtfe

>>181238
>Posey is a masochist
Based

>>181235
>>181238
>>181239
Silver: "Could you both trust me to handle it well and not do anything stupid with it?"

Kira is content to watch from the sideline, not really having any part in this.

>>181236
"What would you have us do?" He asks

>>181217
Mala tugs on Silver's shoulder. He looks up towards Silver

"Silver, I - I noticed that these griffins here have their rings and I think their money... Can I take it? The unicorn, Posey, is taking the crown, so can I at least have the rings?"

Brie retracts the hammer
"Just as long as we're paying due consideration

>>181240
That's why Posey wrapped it in multiple layers of cloth.
>>181243
"We're pirates, remember? You can take what you wish." Posey replies, with a mischievous grin

>>181246
Sorry, I meant retracts from COCKED, ill stop now,. Was meant to deescalate

>>181243
Silver gives Mala some more pets.

Silver: "These griffons have been through enough, having their minds controlled and being forced to turn against their fellows. I do not think they need us robbing them."

>>181247
Yeah, I figured that's what it meant but I was gonna ask for clarification.

pet pet pet

>>181248
"She took the crown, and why shouldn't we rob them? They should be thankful we robbed them because we didn't kill them."

Mala looks up at Silver
"Please?"

>>181243
"at a systematic level, im not sure if there is anything that could currently be done, which is rather frustrating for me."

>>181245
(Sorry if If I disrupted, I wanted Brie to draw a firearm on the thing)

>>181240
Which is why Cavaliere is trying to keep it in safe hooves (paws?)

>>181247
It was starting to get tense again.
Also how does one mechanically operate that with just a hoof?

When Brie lowers his weapon, Cavaliere asks the griffons, "Klinkt de naam Day Finder u bekend in de oren?"

>>181252
Its ponies, I aint gotta explain shit

>>181241
A masochist and a sadist.
>>181248
>adventurer
>against robbing
What are you a paladin or something?
>>181249
The dark mage nods in agreement.
"Yes, yes. They even skewered Silver with that harpoon, and they knifed me. They should be glad they got away with their lives." she says
"Besides, they did want a way off the island, didn't they? We could offer them a ride on our Swan Boat, for a price..."

>>181249
D'awwwwwwww. It'd be hard to say no to that face, but Mala is running into an issue with Silver: his morals. The problem of being the cohort to a good-aligned character.

Silver: "You want to do yourself proud, yes? If not, maybe do me proud? Following ways of Harmony?"

>>181256
The dark griffon looks disgusted at even the mention.

"I told them their property would be respected by us and I intend to keep to that statement. What we earn from this mission far outweighs petty gains from thievery."

>>181257
I thought Silver was Neutral?
Oh well.

>>181259
Posey's ears droop a bit
"Oh, fine... I can't wear rings anyway." she says
"You should probably tell them about the boat offer though. This ship isn't going anywhere soon."

>>181257
"Yes! Yes! I do! And I have. Normally when we had prisoners like these that still had rings on them, we'd run up to them, bite off their fingers with the rings still on them, and swallow it. Well, I'd get beaten to it, sometimes literally beaten. But I mean, look at them. They have all of their fingers. We're letting them keep them. Can I have the rings? The white one got the crown..."

>>181261
"They are for me! You got the crown!"

>>181262
Silver gives Mala a hug. Kira is still a bit disturbed hearing about Mala's past.

Silver: "That is not so much in line with Harmony, either. Let us leave them be. Do not worry, we will find you far better loot later, something far more valuable than some rings and that you can feel good about acquiring."

>>181262
"~Wow! You are such a fearsome warrior. What a fine specimen of a Gnoll." Posey says, patting Mala behind the ear with her magic, and offering him another bone
"So heavy and strong too. Did either of your parents have Flind in them? You are built like a Flind."

Posey is a bad influence.

>>181263
"The necklaces hidden in the buildings were probably their too." Posey remarks

>>181263
Mala is hugged
"Okay..."

>>181265
Mala smiles and closes his eyes at the pets. He takes the bone, quickly cracks it, and eats it.

>>181252
After a pause:

"... Nee..."

>>181268
Brien nods smilingly at the wee but not wee but somehow still wee gnoll

Okay, I don't speak Gungan, so do these birds have many info on the marines, or not?
Do they want a ride, or not?
Will they help us on our quest, or not?

>>181272
Brie also wants info, on that one pony whos name escapes me

>>181273
"Anypone understand?" Brie says first in... Kiirinisn, then South Zebrican (memes) and then Changeling German

>>181275
Kirin-ease-ian

>>181280
Well shit
Brie nods in assent

>>181280
>we
Its only Brie whos asking, and it might be a little unresolved/awkward, but Brie seems to know a bit more than hes letting on

>>181280
"Then we vill need to keep looking. Ask the birds if they know of any logical place on the island that the Marines might shelter."

I don't express it well through text, but Posey speaks with a really hot eastern European accent. I wonder if there's a way to make that clearer.

>>181286
[1d20+3 = (9+3) = 12] bluff
"Oh him? A distant cousin of an associate of mine, he was most excited to get on board with this festive crew." he says.

>>181288
(Gonna skip the bs, Brie knows more than hes letting on)

>>181170
Vir's both ears flops down around her head, making a sound like akin to the beat of a stereo. She jerks slightly at Heather's outburst.

Then she's calms again or more like deflates again. She sighs.

"I know. I know. I still don't get it." Vir massages her temples with a hoof.

>>181176
>>181177
^^

>>181294
"But why? Why would she do that? Why would she do any of that?"

Heather looks at Vir with concern and confussion

>>181250
"I think you are aware of the reforms implemented back in Metropolitain New Mareland, and are being implemented now in Manehattan.

A reform of the education system such that the curriculum teaches a love of the family, the village, and the nation. An elimination of anything resembling the teaching of immorality in schools. The promotion of tested, classical literature with morality plays in education. The establishment of a blacklist for educators in the university system, where professors are not outright required to be members of the Blackhooves party. National oversight of Education.

In the arts, the promotion of the already existing "Hay Code" to the level of law for films, and the banning of degenerate art elsewhere. The banning of certain specific new fields of architecture... You'd know it if you saw it. The promotion of local and national holidays with Government funded festivities and restrictions on labor. The promotion of national and local names and flags. National oversight of the arts and culture more generally.

Tax incentives for families, free housing and guaranteed work for pony migrants to Griffonia. Criminal penalties for public intoxication, adultery, and extra marital births. Not severe penalties, mind you, but consequences all the same. Abortion by need of the State, and not the whim of the individual. New taxes on tobacco and alcohol. Severe penalties for the smuggling of drugs and contraband. Very severe - and very public - penalties for corruption of government officials, with a section of the SSA dedicated to anti-corruption. Reinstatement of the Death Penalty. Zero tolerance policy for any kind of organized crime.

Mass deportation of those migrants for whom integration is hopeless, the establishment of pony colonies in specific portions of Scarlet Island, Gryphus, and once we take it, Talouse. The redistribution of lands in certain griffin areas away from Griffin owned corporations, foreign owned churches, and corrupt local nobles, and towards the griffin flock more generally, our settlers, and our nationally owned corporations.

The establishment of a national labor union to represent the interests of workers, an oversight board for corporations, and the requirement of partial ownership of every large corporation by the State.

I think you're familiar with the jewel in the crown of our social programs, Universal National Service. As it is now, it is the requirement of every stallion over the age of 17 and below 45 and every unmarried mare, with some important exceptions, to serve the State as required. Of course it... hasn't worked out perfectly, by any means.."
At this point, Sea breeze tilts his body to show his left side to Dark Star, a reminder that his left foreleg and left hindleg have been completely removed, that much of his fur is missing, showing naked pink skin underneath, and his horn is cracked.

"But uh, for future generations, it will be mostly non-military, for a much shorter term, and with much more leeway to families. A chance to participate in sacrifice for the nation. May their sacrifices be lesser...

And then, there is the crown of New Mareland itself - our great Customs Union. We do not call it an empire, for an empire is simple dominion. This Customs Union is our protection from the whims of international trade and relations, to ensure our factories always have a steady market, and to protect the sacred right that every pony has to work in a respectable, decently paying job. It means we have our own currency and our own, fixed exchange rates, no longer at the whims of foreign banks or foreign ministers and their tariffs. It means that we need not fear the griffin next door, as we have a buffer against foreign invasion, or will, rather, once the struggle with Wingbardy has concluded in our victory. It means that we will assume the mantle of teacher of the non-pony races, to civilize the griffins to the extent that is possible, to teach them a lesson on the value of harmony, and to revitalize the nations of the Evi River Valley which have for so long suffered under the yoke of Imperial rule, and under the enforced ignorance of the old Imperial Church and the Sicameonese corporations.

And most of all, most importantly of all, it means that no Purple Pony Princess overseas will allow us to be flooded with griffin migrants until we are a minority, and strangers on our own soil, until this new majority votes by referendum to join Wingbardy and Aquelia, destroy our nation once and for all, and place us permanently under the griffin claw.

Dark Star, this is our grand vision for this generation. More will come in generations to follow, and much of this great plan has already come here to Baltimare. If we can hold the line abroad and keep things stable here, soon enough, Baltimare will shine as the Metropol does now.

>>181248
>>181256
>>181252
Mala:

"If she's taking the crown then I think that I, uh, we, should get a larger share of the rest."

>>181299
>>181287
Silver gives Mala some pets, as he looks to Posey for her response.

>>181287
"Ben je op de rest van het eiland geweest? Waar zouden gecrashte luchtpony's een schuilplaats kunnen zoeken?"

It should be noted that Cavaliere does not speak with any sort of accent that fellow griffons would pick up as coming from "the old country," whether that be the Herzland, Feathesia or Wingbardy. If anything, his accent would resemble the Nova Griffonian way of speaking which bears similarities to how cosmopolitan ponies speak.

You could describe it like that, or like ", she speaks in her oddly enticing accent." There are a lot of tricks to writing to add flavor.

>>181299
Cavaliere responds to the gnoll, "It is better that we abandon the idea of treating the tiara like 'loot.' It is extremely dangerous to the holder and will have to be given to an institution that can keep it out of the wrong claws. We can decide on the particulars of that later. Let us sweep this ship for anything valuable and then be off."

He asks Sørvik, "Is het goed als wij het schip doorzoeken terwijl we u behandelen, voordat we u evacueren?"

I won't be available for the next several hours, hopefully this is enough of a response that you won't need me to carry on the game.

>>181299
Heh, I like the juxtaposition where the response to me is somepony asking why a pony would join the Blackhooves and the response below is a character explaining why somepony would. ^^

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Vir pulls back slightly and holds up a hoof in a self-defensive gesture. Before she looks up at the sky in exasperation. She has an out of place smile on her features for a moment, stemming from having someone else agree with her on this, before she gains a neutral expression if with tinge of negativity.

"I know. I'm just as confused as you are," Vir says before she brings her hoof together before pulling them apart towards the sides in a quick motion. "The things she said didn't make sense to me." She shakes her head and exhales. "She's always been the smarter of the two of us. But... I don't get it. She called the princesses frauds and that the Black Hooves actually cared about ponies, unlike the princesses."

>>181305
>She called the princesses frauds and that the Black Hooves
*She called the princesses frauds and said that the Black*

>>181300
>>181304
Mala:

“Yeah, you’re right.”

Mala again tugs on Silver
“Hey, the black griffin says that we should take anything of value in the boat. Should I start with what the griffins have on them?”

>>181308 welcome back to America
Posey pats Mala again
"That would be very fearsome."

Brie steps over to Silver and mutters softly, his voice usually bright and chipper is instead low, gravelly so that only Silver could hear (DC 20), with an air of sinister intrnt (not directed at him)
"You and I both know she can't be trusted with the crown. You saw the way she looked at it. She has a tell that Ive detected several times, in her casual dismissals; she's lying, most noticeably to to with that crown. As though she's terrified of even the idea of letting it go.
I'm not familiar with the practice of hiring wizards that can summon vile beasts to run their freighter ships, so one has to assume the crown was in some way related. I would advise throwing it in the lake and forget about it, but who knows what havoc that would be unleashed by our hooves.
Regardless, we can't trust her with it, I don't trust her with it. Not to mention, you saw how badly she was stabbed, and look at her now; not a scratch on her. I'll leave it to you to address - for now - but this entire thing stinks to literal hell it seems, and here I'm dressed for winter."

>>181310
>>181311
Hehe. I saw it. ^^
>hands.

Concluding his little spiel to Silver, Brie pulls out his revolver, loads it (yes, kek) and then pulls out the oil filter looking thing and carefully screws it to the barrel of his
.38.
He stops midway and looks at anyone glancing at him. "What? I didn't think I was actually going to have to use it," he then looks at Rosey, tips his head in acknowledgement that the gun wasnt even loaded, and then tightens the filter a few more turns.

>>181312
I do the same thing. I don't know why I'm pecking on you.
>>181313
>out his revolver, loads it (yes, kek)
^^

>>181314
Reeeeee
Brie secures the firearm in a wire frame that swings out from a amall seam along the side of his rear right leg, specifically designed to holster a revolver with a suppressor.

>>181330
Dust scrunches slightly at "Zebro"
"The earth's laws are mine to follow
To keep the dust we come from hallow
From the dust is where we begin
And to the dust we shall return again
Those who attempt to escape death's shadow
Mess with the order of all life's ways
To return to the earth is our greatest honor
In the cycle, our part we will all play
This is the way we all must prosper."
Lawful neutral, no god just a general reverence for the earth, life, and the natural process of death.

>>181331
Brie nods in appreciative agreement. "Well said."

>>181311
This is wrong, the DC is 15

>>181311
On this point, its meta for me to have Brie do this so soon after. I have had the benefit of sleep and contemplation, whereas Brie has not. He has reasons to be suspicious of Rosey and the crown, but it wouldn't be until later that he would come to a conclusion, and longer still to mention it to Silver. If no o e objects, I would nix this part

>>181299
"I See." He looks down at his hoof, lost in thought.
"This is what i want too, time is not on our side though, and with the changelings in the west...The future seems more Uncertain than ever before. I do not wish for our ponies to be under the hooves or claws of any sub-pony filth. We are aligned on this. Sir."

>>181304
Oh, one other question for the captain, how did the crown grt on his head? Did he put it on? It was at an odd angle, suggesting someone else placed it, and it would be useful to know who did and why.

>>181344
Entirely up to you! I've read the post and thought of how Silver would reply to it, but if you feel now isn't the most appropriate time then that's perfectly alright with me.

>>181308
Silver actually has to think to recall if the black griffon has said anything recently in reply to Cavaliere.

>>181350
Nah, as a GM I would say no to the player who tried on grounds of meta, because Brie has only experienced common and uncommon items and wouldn't fully appreciate the potential risks/gravity of such an item yet. If its all the same, I would retract.

>>181308
How did I miss this post. Sigh

Brie would consequently not have said this >>181319
, having heard the previous. Ill be more thorough in the future.

>>181348
"Well, either way, I hope you can appreciate that we are low on resources, especially ponies. When the war in Griffonia ends, it will all be different. That is one of the reasons we need you. Not to imply that Baltimare wouldn't need you, even if we were not here. Equestria too, needs its heroes.

I hope that now, at least, you understand the mid-term goals we are working for. The fact that we have so little time is exactly why our Governor has assumed the goal to be stability. The more stable things are here, the less of a drain on resources the territory will be, and thus the better we will hold up in the event of a Changeling surprise attack.

But Revolution has a logic all of its own. The Manehattan Governor claims that National Service could be brought to Manehattan, and that very easily an army of 100,000 or more could be raised. Think of that, 100,000 or even 1 million of Equestria's own sons defending their land from the Changelings. But these 1 million will be lead by the seasoned generals who won Griffonia, and they will have a much better chance than before.

Something to think about, to be sure

If it makes you feel any better, you should know that in the wake of what went down in Hoebuck, our sister service, Revenue and Migration, has conducted multiple raids on populations of illegal aliens, and more to the point, illegal aliens that practice that occult. I can't say I am very pleased, because R&M is a rival of ours, but someone getting the glory, at least."

>>181305
"Ugh... No, the princesses do care for us. Even now they raise the sun and the moon. Even now, they protect us in our dreams. And even now, they inspire us, and give us hope. I suppose in a way I can understand it, that dark night of the soul... Bless her, may she one day see the light."

>>181351
I liked Brie's statement because it was basically Brie agreeing with what Cavaliere said just before about the tiara maybe being considered dangerous. It was a nice issue for Mala to use to argue for why the presence of the tiara means he should be allowed to loot more or to get a bigger piece of the share.

But you can do what you think is appropriate.

>>181357
Well, the questions to be resolved that might lead to Brie having a better idea are:
1. Is the captain a spellcaster
2. How did the crown get on his head
3. A more detailed account - perhaps impossible due to the clumsiness of direct translation - from the captain specifically, about his experience (>inb4 amnesia)
4. Money prease

>>181357
>It was a nice issue for Mala to use to argue for why the presence of the tiara means he should be allowed to loot more
Let the boy have his loot. We are supposed to be pirates.

>>181360
>a spellcaster
OR a rogue
>money prease
Unironically distracted

>>181304
He takes a moment to think, looking off in the distance. Then he answers,

"Ja.

Waarschijnlijk het oude verlaten ponydorp. Het zijn er eigenlijk twee. De oudere ligt in het midden, maar de meer ontwikkelde ligt aan de zuidelijke baai. Misschien de vuurtoren op de noordpunt."

>>181313
Cavaliere shakes his head in exasperation.

>>181319
>>181349
"This is not a shipping company and everything indicates these griffons work independently."

Nevertheless, he asks Sørvik, "Wordt dit schip gecharterd of zijn jullie freelancers? En heb je die vervloekte tiara zelf opgezet of heeft iemand anders hem op je gezet?"

Additionally, he says, "U en uw bemanning moeten snel alle persoonlijke bezittingen die u op dit schip en de huizen hebt achtergelaten, ophalen. Laat mijn kameraden alsjeblieft meegaan om iets nuttigs te vinden, maar houd ze in de gaten, want ze zijn niet te vertrouwen in de buurt van waardevolle spullen. Zodra je klaar bent, kunnen we een schuilplaats voor je vinden waar je kunt schuilen totdat we de pony's vinden."

>>181331
I enjoy the wordplay you come up with. I can't for the life of me make good poetry.

>>181350
I think "black griffon" referred to me.

>>181357
Vir nods along to Heather's words. Determination flashing over her face at the end.

"She will, I'll see to that," she says.

>>181366
"Dit is mijn boot. Ik heb er misschien een lening op, maar deze boot is van mij.

Waarom moeten we van mijn boot af?"

>>181367
She moves Vir's mane out of her eyes.

"There we go. Much better now. Still want tea?"

>>181369
Cavaliere looks at him with a serious, yet empathetic expression.

"Een Stalliongrad-schip met ongeveer tachtig pony's aan boord, waaronder matrozen en mariniers, is op dit eiland geland of gecrasht. Het is onmogelijk voor u om dit schip te repareren en het water uit het ruim te pompen voordat ze u vinden. Ze beschouwen dit eiland als het hunne. U moet uw verliezen nemen en vluchten."

>>181372
This gets his attention. He turns his head fully towards Cavaliere. He stands upright, though he is shaking.

"Hoe vertrekken we?"

>>181376
Standing upright and antsy, with his tail curling around his legs.

"Nou, ga er dan aan de slag. Zijn ze het eiland aan het afzoeken? De Stalliongraders?"

>>181379
If you think you've been exposed to an excess of the dutch language these last few days...

>>181378
"Dat zijn ze waarschijnlijk wel. We sloegen een eenzame zeeman bewusteloos op het strand ten westen(?) van hier. Hij was net zo hysterisch als jij met de kroon op. We weten niet wat de oorzaak was of wat ze nu aan het doen zijn. Jij en je vrienden hebben tien minuten om te verzamelen wat je nodig hebt voordat we vertrekken. Ik zal mijn collega's ook klaarmaken."

He turns around to the others. "He'll be cooperative with us. From what he knows of this island, the ponies are either at the lighthouse on the northern point, at the village on the southern bay, or in the older village in the middle. I gave his crew ten minutes to get everything they want to save from this place, and I suggest we take no longer than that ourselves."

>>181380
That's German though….

>>181382
I dont speak german either, it sounds comparably funni

>>181382
"Heel goed, dat zal ik doen"

He gives a single nod, and then looks to the yellow griffin, and starts speaking in a language that is less silly, but more alien. Then he speaks sharply to the black griffin, and looks around and finds the white griffin. They are sharp in their replies back and seem to start arguing.

>>181382
"Where should we search first?"

>>181382
>>181384
>>181389
I suppose it depends on where the whaling station is on the island, and whatever location is closest to it.

>>181393
Yeah, we should just do it in terms of whatever is closest.

>>181382
Mala smiles and wags his tail, and then nods
"Oh, I see what you are doing here."

>>181389
>>181393
Isn't Posey referring to within the ship?

"Assuming more of this ship isn't completely flooded, we should split up. I will start with the wheelhouse." He adopts a more stern look, and glances especially at Posey, Mala and Brie. "Let the griffons keep their personal possessions. Anything that they choose to leave behind is free for the taking."

>>181382
"Ask the griffin if he considers himself to be a priest, and if he remembers casting spells while wearing the tiara."

>>181397
She was referring to the island. Her priority is the marines.
She already has everything she wants from this ship

>>181398
>>181399
I gave ten in-game minutes for a reason. Technically speaking Cavaliere has no authority to issue orders like that, but it's a good compromise between giving the griffons a chance to pick up what they need/letting the party loot the ship and getting on with the mission already.

He interrupts the griffons' bickering. "Sørvik, ben jij een soort geestelijke? Terwijl je onder invloed van de tiara bent, heb je een spreuk uitgesproken. Weet je nog iets van dat?"

>>181369
She scratched the back of her neck.

"Yeah, about that. The point of the story is that, and it's kinda of a long story anyway so we can skip head to it: At some point, I started drinking and now I'm almost an alcoholic. So while I'm embarrassed to ask this, do you have some... Wine?"

>>181400
He looks confused
"Hè? Nee"

>>181401
She tilts her head
"Almost an alcoholic?"

>>181403
Mala shakes his head. He has a smile
"No, that isn't his plan."

>>181400
Mala:
"You told them don't expect to come back, right?"

>>181405
Shush, let us grt loot. We cant carry much cuz emcumbrance anyway if gold

>>181406
Brie cocks his head uncomprehendingly. He shrugs, assuming an explanatoon on that AND A WHOLE lot more, will be forthcoming before long or else hell ask again

>>181408
Mala brings up his black paw and makes a movement with his mouth of "Shh." He has a smile, as if giddy to be in on a secret.

>>181398
"He is not and has no recollection."

>>181403
He turns back to Brie.
"Then accompany one of them, and pick up what he leaves behind. Don't wait for all of them to be finished at the end of the ten minutes."

>>181406
"Yes, they know will have to abandon this ship."

Are the griffons still bickering?

>>181402
Vir cringes and looks everywhere but on Heather.

"Welllllll, I think I can survive without alcohol," Vir says.

>>181409
Sense Motive: What is Mala planning, Silver wonders...

[1d20+3 = (1+3) = 4]

>>181409
Even through the mask, Brie's cheekbones betray his smile.
>>181410
He nods in assent, then turns briskly toward the Griffons, stops, turns back to Cavaliere and briefly asks "How does one say "lead the way" and "what is this thing?"

>>181410
>"He is not and has no recollection."
"Hmmm, so the cursed tiara either bestows power on the wearer, at the cost of their minds and autonomy... Or perhaps it has a mind of its own... Certainly a dangerous item..."

"Ve are losing daylight. Let us search the towns at once."
>>181409
Posey joins him in a mischievous giggle.
>>181412
Ha

Time to steal.

>>181410
>>181408
The griffins start bickering, and start moving, especially after the white one speaks to the others.

Mala explains to Brie,
"They won't leave anything small and of value behind if they think they won't have a chance to come back. If they think they will come back they will hide it. But if they think they will not, they will try to take it with them.

We could have done this from the beginning, they would have found all of the hidden things for us. They may still get more valuables in their houses."

Mala blinks, and looks over at Cavaliere.
"You're smart, Cava-caval... Mr. Garv. I can see why they brought you. I'm not a planner, but uh, I can help keep them in line while we're moving."

>>181411
pet pet pet
"Come inside and have some tea" she says

>>181416
Comprehending, Brie will nod slowly, comprehendingly. Ahem "Youre right Cavaliere, do you prefer mister? It would in fact be untoward to deprive the ship of anything they might wosh to retrieve at a later time, humble fishermen that they are."

>>181416
That cracks open a smile across Vir's face. She reaches out and pets the other mare back.

"I... We can try. Anyway, thank you," she says and looks off to the side. "I really appreciate that you took your time one me."

>>181416
>>181417
Cavaliere follows closely behind the others, observing them closely. He does not share in Mala's enthusiasm. "We are not robbers, Mala. These griffons gave up everything they had to pursue a life out at sea, and now they have to give that up, too. They cannot carry everything they want, but what they do choose to carry is to be left on their persons. What they must leave you're free to take, because better us than the communists. Do you understand?"

>>181412
poofHis floof makes him unreadable

>>181410
His smile fades, and he slowly tilts his head. He looks down to the ground, and then back to Mr. Garv

"No?"

>>181418
"I would hope you'd expect it out of anypony." She says, smiling. She stands up

"Now for tea."

>>181422
Bluff/feint [1d20+5 = (3+5) = 8]

>>181423
Hide [1d20+15 = (1+15) = 16]
Sneak [1d20+15 = (2+15) = 17]

Brie attempts a feint to hide, and follow behind the Griffons

He doesnt yet know he got a 1 on his hide check

>>181425
>>181426
A griffin turns back, and looks towards Brie

>>181422
^^
Goodnight. I'm falling a sleep in my chair.
It was great fun^^

>>181429
wags tail

Goodnight!

Have we decided where we're going to search next yet, or not?

Let's just as the griffons which of the locations is closest, and go from there.

>>181433
"Ze zijn een beetje een vergelijkbare afstand. Het oude dorp en de vuurtoren. De vuurtoren staat op die heuvel, langs de nok van het midden van het eiland tussen de noordelijke baai en de zuidelijke baai. De vuurtoren staat langs de kust als je hem rechtdoor volgt. Het ligt op een voorgebergte in de richting van het water."

>>181432
Should have put points in Gungan

>>181433
The white griffin slowly comes closer, and in a strange accent, asks

"Where are you from?"

We should probably go to the lighthouse first because it's on higher ground, that way we will be able to see smoke/fire that the Marines built to keep warm if they're in the town.
The lighthouse probably has provisions and comm equipment in it, and the Marines would know that. They would be predisposed to go to an official building for refuge, and as Marines their standard protocol would be to make camp on the highest possible ground when in contested territory.

>>181436
"Nova Griffonia," he answers simply.

>>181437
"I agree. Let us go to the lighthouse."
>Should we wait
We could just roll the check for what we find, and then appraise/count the loot after we finish the mission. No real need to count shekels now.
I would like to get started in the lighthouse search tonight.

>>181439
He looks around with great uncertainty.
"I am glad you came. This has been a terrible day."

>>181441
Silver: "It could have been far, far worse day."

>>181441
"You speak Ponish?" he asks with surprise. "Are you Bøkli or Ingerstad?"

>>181444
"I thought it would be until you came."

>>181443
Yes... I do... I was moving to Equestria."

>>181445
gasp

"How do you know our names?"

>>181446
Silver: "There were many notes left behind in your village. Some in Ponish we could read, others in your native languages we could not."

Silver gives the white griffon the notes they've collected.

Actually, now that I think on it, wasn't at least one of the griffons injured before they encountered them, or at least was covered in blood?

>>181446
>>181447
Cavaliere follows suit, and gives the notes he had stowed away in his backpack.
"Pardon the intrusion on privacy, but when we came across your camp it looked abandoned. We read your letters to better understand what happened."

And yes, they had stab wounds.

>>181447
The yellow one is described as such, but the white one has visible blood stains as well.

He looks at the note
"My letters... I thought Olaf had destroyed them. It looks like he tried to."

>>181448
"Oh, that makes sense, I guess."

>>181443
"He did."

>>181449
Correct me if I'm wrong, but this means that its been confirmed that the captain remembers fuckall but put the crown on, went eldritch crazy,... involuntarily.
Does Brie need to roll a check to connect that the crown may have mind controlled the captain possibly without it even being in his possession?

>>181450
The crown mind controlled the captain... without it being near the captain?

>>181450
>>181451
Brie definitely doesn't know griffons well enough.

>>181450
He found a cursed crown, and put it on because that's what people do when they find jewelry.
Then it mind controlled him.

>>181449
Silver: "He did not try very well if he did. I would have thrown them in outhouse or something to that effect. We saw there was pistol and bottle in there." Silver looks over at his blood stains. "Are any of you injured? Do you need one of us yo take look over you?"

>>181453
Any mention of where?

>>181455
Probably immediately after he found it.

>>181454
"The bottle... Olaf probably dropped one. Or hid it maybe. He tried to hide his alcoholism. A gun? Maybe that was Ingerstadt? I missed that part.

Yes, several of us are wounded. I've been stabbed... I think what happened was... the wounds were chilled and dried with salt to stop the bleeding."

>>181455
Brie can ask in-character if he wants, the other PCs all have a pretty good idea from the letters they read.

>>181457
I checked and his name is Egerstadt.

"That would explain all the blood in the curing shack. We had thought one of you were murdered in there."

>>181456
Im not asking for probably, Im asking - in detail and in character if needs be - where was the crown found, etc etc.
This is weird shit to Brie, hes not used to being surprised.

Brie expressly asked in character for an account from the captain if remembered, an account from the crew surrounding, and the other non-loot question was answered

>>181458
scrunch

"I'm almost surprised we were not. It was brutal..."

>>181459
>hes not used to being surprised
Rolling to sneak up behind Brie, and surprise him
Move silently
[1d20+9 = (9+9) = 18]
Intimidate
[1d20+15 = (19+15) = 34]

".......... BOO!"

>>181457
Silver: "If you will permit us, we can have look over your injuries. I do not believe we are so strapped for time that we can not tend to some wounded griffons. You all may end up moving more swiftly as well while patched up."

>>181463
"Yes." He nods. He moves his jacket to show what appears to be a stab wound. The wound itself cannot be seen, but a shirt tightly wrapped around it that is soaked in blood, can be.

>>181463
Cavaliere sighs. "We will have to. We cannot perform any advanced treatments like a blood transfusion, so I have to ask that you don't overexert yourselves."

GM should account for reduced HP on some of the griffons, and not just from the fight

>>181465
We could just have the Cleric heal them.
Cure minor woulds should stop the bleeding. What's he using lvl 0 slots for?

>>181462
Youd have to roll a bluff check opposed by spot to do that

>>181467
Bluff
[1d20+14 = (2+14) = 16]

>>181468
Fugg

>>181464
Heal: With the current absence of our resident zeeb, Silver takes up combat medic duties, tending to the white griffon's wounds to the best of his abilities.

[1d20+5 = (8+5) = 13]

>>181463
Brie clears his throat more than obviously at the mention of healing

>>181470
The wound seems mostly competently handled for now. It could use more pressure though, to make sure that the wound coagulates and does not come apart as they move.

>>181468
[1d20+8 = (18+8) = 26]
The dice hate me so,....

Huh

>>181472
Seems simple enough to take care of. A fresh bandage, tightly tied, and a dose of antiseptic to prevent infection should be enough to tide him over.

>>181471
What all is ailing the bat? I know there was the Sound Burst, but was there anything else causing him problems?

>>181475
The sound burst that did 8 dmg to the hollow-boned (it was a dice roll, but still) bat

>>181473
I'll get you next time...
>>181470
>>181476
"Ooh, that's some serious damage, could become gangrenous. I recommend immediate euthanasia."
(Posey went to medical school in horse Canada)

>>181478
Oh, we're not done. Brie is gonna bluff that he doesnt notice
[1d20+5 = (8+5) = 13]

>>181478
>euthanasia
[1d20+8 = (3+8) = 11]
Is this statement ironic, comedic, or something else?

>>181480
Rosey sees Brie's head tilt as she moves, shes made

>>181481
It is Posey's professional opinion based on her medical certification, and has nothing to do with being a death-worshipping necromancer.
[1d20+14 = (2+14) = 16]

>>181478
>>181476
Silver rolls his eyes and chuckles at Posey's statement before talking with Brie. "Do not mind her, she likes to mess with others. She tried doing something similar with me earlier today, talking about that fruit having hidden consequences or some such."

>>181483
[1d20+3 = (14+3) = 17]

>>181483
Yeah he cant detect anything spoopy

>>181484
>beat by 1
You suspect Posey might have some Canadian in her... Spooky

>>181486
Just an off sense of humor. Not added to the list he will ask about

>>181490
That's also a lot of extra work for the DM, for a bunch of shitposts

>>181490
>>181492
>>181494
I can tone it down, but theres no threat of this spiralling outward cuz context, and Posey and I are trying to find a way to mesh our player styles.

Like kittens, it looks like fighting, but we're learning to play together (again)

>>181490
Silver: "Fruit from Tree of Life."

Yes, he says this quite casually.

>>181497
Nah, I can tell there's nothing hostile going on between you two at the moment, just having some fun shitposting and messing with each other. Please, carry on.

>>181499
Sense motive to see if Silver is pulling his leg.
[1d20+11 = (16+11) = 27]

Knowledge: Arcana if it is at all related to the concept: [1d20+5 = (1+5) = 6]

>>181497
>>181499
I agree, this is far preferable to how it used to be already

>>181503
While I can't speak for Cavaliere's knowledge, Silver seems to be genuine in his statement.

>>181422
Vir nods and then force a smile.

"Yes, let's get some... Tea."

She proceeds to follow Heather's lead.

>>181357
This appears to have assuage any misgivings that Dark Star had
"I See, things might not be as bleak as i thought."
He smiles
"Thanks, Sir."