The main part of the party in Mended Horn is wrapping up a matter at an Abandoned Whaling/Sealing station... somewhat. Virgin Flame has made her return and is celebrating with exercise and tea after recovering an important marble statue head and vanquishing several amoebas in the process.
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>>182343
Well, I guess I could use my Detect Magic SLA to determine its aura strength, caster level and school. I was going to cast it anyway to check out the rest of the treasure.
Just put it in the bag and I'll examine it at the end of the mission.
Well, I guess I could use my Detect Magic SLA to determine its aura strength, caster level and school. I was going to cast it anyway to check out the rest of the treasure.
Just put it in the bag and I'll examine it at the end of the mission.
Let's keep roleplay thread for roleplay: >>182350 →
>>182324
Sørvik replies, looking and sounding irritated
Wat doe je om mijn kluis te kraken?”
He stops, looks down at the object, and takes a second.
“Dat is een explosieve harpoenkop. Je duwt hem in het lichaam van een walvis en hij zal ontploffen en hem doden. Hebben we dat nodig? Ik heb alles meegenomen, maar dat heb ik laten liggen.”
Cavaliere can see a time-delay detonator on the object.
Sørvik replies, looking and sounding irritated
Wat doe je om mijn kluis te kraken?”
He stops, looks down at the object, and takes a second.
“Dat is een explosieve harpoenkop. Je duwt hem in het lichaam van een walvis en hij zal ontploffen en hem doden. Hebben we dat nodig? Ik heb alles meegenomen, maar dat heb ik laten liggen.”
Cavaliere can see a time-delay detonator on the object.
>>182393
>Be Brie
>Literal traps and explosives expert
>search for traps
>nat 20
>object is a LITERAL TRAP
>HUH, i never noticed the explosives
>put away
>pull out later to inspect
>Huh, never noticed the explosives, not prompted to roll by GM
>hand off the weird thing Ive never seen anything like before,....
>its a bomb/trap
BARUH
>Be Brie
>Literal traps and explosives expert
>search for traps
>nat 20
>object is a LITERAL TRAP
>HUH, i never noticed the explosives
>put away
>pull out later to inspect
>Huh, never noticed the explosives, not prompted to roll by GM
>hand off the weird thing Ive never seen anything like before,....
>its a bomb/trap
BARUH
>>182393
"~Ooh, a button. I have read of these devices before. We do not have many buttons in my homeland. When you press them, magical things happen."
reaches magical finger for the detonator
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=TB6aj4Em05Q
This is a shitpost. I'm not actually touching the detonator.
Unless....?
"~Ooh, a button. I have read of these devices before. We do not have many buttons in my homeland. When you press them, magical things happen."
reaches magical finger for the detonator
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=TB6aj4Em05Q
This is a shitpost. I'm not actually touching the detonator.
Unless....?
>>182302
“Ohhhhhh, a tussel. I see…” he tilts his head to look at Dark Star inquisitively. “Was it over a mare?” He pauses. “Do you want to talk about it?”
“Ohhhhhh, a tussel. I see…” he tilts his head to look at Dark Star inquisitively. “Was it over a mare?” He pauses. “Do you want to talk about it?”
>>182404
“Gah” he looks down at Dark Star’s side in revulsion.
“Hell of a job. What did you say it was you do? Like a secret agent or something?”
“Gah” he looks down at Dark Star’s side in revulsion.
“Hell of a job. What did you say it was you do? Like a secret agent or something?”
Where exactly were we in the narrative? I don't know anymore. I thought we were on our way to the lighthouse, but idk now. It's fine if we want to take time to examine the harpoon thing.
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>>182405
"It's probably for the best you don't know, but yea something like that, mr.glass."
He nods curtly
"It's probably for the best you don't know, but yea something like that, mr.glass."
He nods curtly
>>182414
Smiling
“Alright, I’ll let you keep your secrets. Just like with the mares…” he looks down and reaches for something. When he pulls it up, it’s Apple Whiskey.
“Did you come here for a drink?”
Smiling
“Alright, I’ll let you keep your secrets. Just like with the mares…” he looks down and reaches for something. When he pulls it up, it’s Apple Whiskey.
“Did you come here for a drink?”
>>182406
Are we still examining the harpoon? I don't know where we left off.
I don't mean to be pushy, but what are we doing?
Are we still examining the harpoon? I don't know where we left off.
I don't mean to be pushy, but what are we doing?
>>182431
We're waiting for a description of what's being broadcast over the radio, since it sounds like the Stalliongraders are in trouble and it possibly will lead into the next encounter.
We're waiting for a description of what's being broadcast over the radio, since it sounds like the Stalliongraders are in trouble and it possibly will lead into the next encounter.
>>182426
"Its safer for you this way."
His eyes light up as he pulls out the whiskey
"I did come here for a drink yea. i haven't had a in awhile.
"Its safer for you this way."
His eyes light up as he pulls out the whiskey
"I did come here for a drink yea. i haven't had a in awhile.
>>182436
Smiling
"I thought so. You like Apple Whiskey neat right? Or do you want something different?" He appears ready to pour the apple whiskey.
Smiling
"I thought so. You like Apple Whiskey neat right? Or do you want something different?" He appears ready to pour the apple whiskey.
>>182393
The dark griffon sighs. "Sommige pony's hebben erg plakkerige hoeven. Ze vonden het interessant."
He turns to the others. "Like I thought, it is an explosive harpoon. It will explode after a set time delay."
And yes, we need a radio description.
The dark griffon sighs. "Sommige pony's hebben erg plakkerige hoeven. Ze vonden het interessant."
He turns to the others. "Like I thought, it is an explosive harpoon. It will explode after a set time delay."
And yes, we need a radio description.
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>>182130
>>182152
>Posey evidently intends this roll as an exhaustive inquiry into the intersection of radios and spoop.
Fine, we'll do it your way.
Incorporeal undead tend to be composed of various forms of magic, whereas radios work by picking up specific waves of the electromagnetic force. And yet, sometimes the former affects the latter. Just as a banshee can call out in the twilight, so too can ghosts, wraiths and what have you speak over radios to communicate - or at least, that is what is reported. Undead don't sound like the living - not quite - and Posey could surely pick up on the subtle differences.
Some permutations of ghosts - or more accurately, of lingering phasmic energy - simply replay scenes of the past that have stained themselves upon the material plane. Reports of radios playing broadcasts and communications of years before are not unknown, and in one famous episode a title card of a horseton television station - defunct three years prior - randomly appeared in a television broadcast in Trottingham. Perhaps the radiowaves bounce around indefinitely in the ionosphere or the lower spheres, to be reverberate back at some time in the future. In these instances, it may be hard for Posey to tell what is a real pony voice and what is undead - when, after all, the broadcast is nothing more than an echo. And of course, if some malevolent force tried to use the radio to deceive ponies... Well... that's another matter.
It's hardly out of the question that a radio could pick up ambient physic or phasmic energies in the air, given off by the presence of incorporeal. In just the same way as the static sound of a radio may be from the buildup of static electricity in the air, in prelude to a lightning strike, so too may the radio detect the presence of a nearby specter or wraith. Of course, it wouldn't sound like a pony's voice. It would just sound like static.
>>182152
>Posey evidently intends this roll as an exhaustive inquiry into the intersection of radios and spoop.
Fine, we'll do it your way.
Incorporeal undead tend to be composed of various forms of magic, whereas radios work by picking up specific waves of the electromagnetic force. And yet, sometimes the former affects the latter. Just as a banshee can call out in the twilight, so too can ghosts, wraiths and what have you speak over radios to communicate - or at least, that is what is reported. Undead don't sound like the living - not quite - and Posey could surely pick up on the subtle differences.
Some permutations of ghosts - or more accurately, of lingering phasmic energy - simply replay scenes of the past that have stained themselves upon the material plane. Reports of radios playing broadcasts and communications of years before are not unknown, and in one famous episode a title card of a horseton television station - defunct three years prior - randomly appeared in a television broadcast in Trottingham. Perhaps the radiowaves bounce around indefinitely in the ionosphere or the lower spheres, to be reverberate back at some time in the future. In these instances, it may be hard for Posey to tell what is a real pony voice and what is undead - when, after all, the broadcast is nothing more than an echo. And of course, if some malevolent force tried to use the radio to deceive ponies... Well... that's another matter.
It's hardly out of the question that a radio could pick up ambient physic or phasmic energies in the air, given off by the presence of incorporeal. In just the same way as the static sound of a radio may be from the buildup of static electricity in the air, in prelude to a lightning strike, so too may the radio detect the presence of a nearby specter or wraith. Of course, it wouldn't sound like a pony's voice. It would just sound like static.
>>182471
So, what does the living voice in the radio say?
I guess only Silver would know the language.
So, what does the living voice in the radio say?
I guess only Silver would know the language.
>>182140
>>182145
>>182142
What follows cannot be heard and understood by any one pony alone, for no
pony is able to discern every detail in its totality. It is only when they compare notes that the following is pieced together:
Static sounds. While the static has gone down significantly since Silver changed the frequency, it is ineliminable
A stallion speaks with a slightly reassuring, if unconfident tone
Оставайтесь на месте, товарищ. Оставайтесь на месте и мы приедем к вам. - Stay put comrade. Remain in place and we will come to you.
There's a sound almost like an object dragged against the ground, though it may be the caw of some unknown animal. There is one, then two rifle cracks.
Second Stallion:
Некоторые из «Нежелательных» зацепили нас. Мы потеряли Парселия. - Several of the Unwanted ("Nezhelatelnykh") have us pinned down. We have lost Parsely.
There is a very unhealthy sounding cough, and a "tak tak tak" like the call of an insect.
А еще на нас подходит Петрушка из Light Water. And there are Light Water's Petrushka coming up on us as well.
Rifle crack.
There is a sound like something scratching against stone, twice.
There is a third stallion's voice. Judging from the signal quality and circumstances, it appears to be from the same receiver as the first stallion:
Я только что подслушал защищенную передачу... Солдаты прибыли и идут нам на помощь... Подождите еще немного. Даже если у меня есть сомнения, что мы проживем достаточно долго, чтобы встретить их, держитесь - I just overheard a secure transmission...soldiers have arrived and they’re coming to rescue us... Hold on a little longer. Even if I have my doubts that we’ll live long enough to greet them, hold on.
Second Stallion:
Может быть, помощь уже в пути, но я не жду ее. Нам нужно добраться до северной бухты. - Maybe help is on its way, but I’m not waiting around for it. We’ve got to get to the north bay.
There is a sound like a bullet flying nearby.
First Stallion
Я не уверен, что хочу возвращаться. Что, если мир узнает, что мы делали? - I'm not sure I want to go back. What if the world finds out what we were doing?
Static crackle, and very possibly a nervous sounding laugh
Second stallion, weakly:
Они будут знать, что мы стояли с Черной Пяткой против Light Water и его Чернобога. У меня сдуло шляпу по дороге к хижине. Я чувствую, как мой разум ускользает. Меня укусили, и я теряю кровь. Мне нужно идти на берег. - They will know that we stood with Black Heel against 'Light Water' and his Chernobog. My hat has blown off in the run to the hut. I can feel my mind slipping. I have been bitten and am losing blood. I must go to the shore.
The next sound is either a static crackle, or the sound of blood spurting out of the mouth. Hard to tell.
First stallion, with mild despiration:
Нет. Оставайтесь на месте. Солдаты идут, чтобы спасти нас. - No. Stay put. The soldiers are coming to save us.
Second stallion, in fear:
С каждой минутой создается все больше нежелательных элементов. Я не жду, когда стану марионеткой. Я еду на берег. За Хохтед-Хилл! - More Unwanted are created by the minute. I am not waiting to become a puppet. I am going to the shore. For Crested Hill!
Multiple gunshot cracks like a machine gun. The sound cuts off.
Static plays
>>182145
>>182142
What follows cannot be heard and understood by any one pony alone, for no
pony is able to discern every detail in its totality. It is only when they compare notes that the following is pieced together:
Static sounds. While the static has gone down significantly since Silver changed the frequency, it is ineliminable
A stallion speaks with a slightly reassuring, if unconfident tone
Оставайтесь на месте, товарищ. Оставайтесь на месте и мы приедем к вам. - Stay put comrade. Remain in place and we will come to you.
There's a sound almost like an object dragged against the ground, though it may be the caw of some unknown animal. There is one, then two rifle cracks.
Second Stallion:
Некоторые из «Нежелательных» зацепили нас. Мы потеряли Парселия. - Several of the Unwanted ("Nezhelatelnykh") have us pinned down. We have lost Parsely.
There is a very unhealthy sounding cough, and a "tak tak tak" like the call of an insect.
А еще на нас подходит Петрушка из Light Water. And there are Light Water's Petrushka coming up on us as well.
Rifle crack.
There is a sound like something scratching against stone, twice.
There is a third stallion's voice. Judging from the signal quality and circumstances, it appears to be from the same receiver as the first stallion:
Я только что подслушал защищенную передачу... Солдаты прибыли и идут нам на помощь... Подождите еще немного. Даже если у меня есть сомнения, что мы проживем достаточно долго, чтобы встретить их, держитесь - I just overheard a secure transmission...soldiers have arrived and they’re coming to rescue us... Hold on a little longer. Even if I have my doubts that we’ll live long enough to greet them, hold on.
Second Stallion:
Может быть, помощь уже в пути, но я не жду ее. Нам нужно добраться до северной бухты. - Maybe help is on its way, but I’m not waiting around for it. We’ve got to get to the north bay.
There is a sound like a bullet flying nearby.
First Stallion
Я не уверен, что хочу возвращаться. Что, если мир узнает, что мы делали? - I'm not sure I want to go back. What if the world finds out what we were doing?
Static crackle, and very possibly a nervous sounding laugh
Second stallion, weakly:
Они будут знать, что мы стояли с Черной Пяткой против Light Water и его Чернобога. У меня сдуло шляпу по дороге к хижине. Я чувствую, как мой разум ускользает. Меня укусили, и я теряю кровь. Мне нужно идти на берег. - They will know that we stood with Black Heel against 'Light Water' and his Chernobog. My hat has blown off in the run to the hut. I can feel my mind slipping. I have been bitten and am losing blood. I must go to the shore.
The next sound is either a static crackle, or the sound of blood spurting out of the mouth. Hard to tell.
First stallion, with mild despiration:
Нет. Оставайтесь на месте. Солдаты идут, чтобы спасти нас. - No. Stay put. The soldiers are coming to save us.
Second stallion, in fear:
С каждой минутой создается все больше нежелательных элементов. Я не жду, когда стану марионеткой. Я еду на берег. За Хохтед-Хилл! - More Unwanted are created by the minute. I am not waiting to become a puppet. I am going to the shore. For Crested Hill!
Multiple gunshot cracks like a machine gun. The sound cuts off.
Static plays
>>182499
Brie notes an involuntary shift in body language in the ponies below, as the creepy sound plays over the radio
Brie notes an involuntary shift in body language in the ponies below, as the creepy sound plays over the radio
>>182499
"It sounds like the Stalliongraders have been attacked by monsters... But whatever could have overwhelmed a group of soldiers like them?"
>There is a very unhealthy sounding cough, and a "tak tak tak" like the call of an insect.
"Changelings? No, he would have said so..."
>More Unwanted are created by the minute. I am not waiting to become a puppet. I am going to the shore. For Crested Hill!
"Sounds like spawning monsters... The kind that spread like wildfire. Could it be wights? They're known to animate sporadically on battlefields."
>"I can feel my mind slipping. I have been bitten and am losing blood. I must go to the shore."
"Definitely monsters... Could they be Drowners?"
I would like to roll Arcana to get a clue of sort of monsters may be in this area that this could indicate
[1d20+11 = (14+11) = 25]
And religion, for what could be a potential undead activity
[1d20+11 = (9+11) = 20]
The yellow text is really hard to read.
"It sounds like the Stalliongraders have been attacked by monsters... But whatever could have overwhelmed a group of soldiers like them?"
>There is a very unhealthy sounding cough, and a "tak tak tak" like the call of an insect.
"Changelings? No, he would have said so..."
>More Unwanted are created by the minute. I am not waiting to become a puppet. I am going to the shore. For Crested Hill!
"Sounds like spawning monsters... The kind that spread like wildfire. Could it be wights? They're known to animate sporadically on battlefields."
>"I can feel my mind slipping. I have been bitten and am losing blood. I must go to the shore."
"Definitely monsters... Could they be Drowners?"
I would like to roll Arcana to get a clue of sort of monsters may be in this area that this could indicate
[1d20+11 = (14+11) = 25]
And religion, for what could be a potential undead activity
[1d20+11 = (9+11) = 20]
The yellow text is really hard to read.
>>182502
I know. It's beautiful. I'm kind of proud of it. It's the colors of the flag of the Soviet Union. Either highlight the English text with your cursor so that it shows up white, or translate the much more legible Russian text.
>Arcana
There are many potential animals or magical beasts, yet nothing should be this much of a hassle
>Undead
Spontaneous undead wouldn't cause this.
>>182501
[Static Noises]
I know. It's beautiful. I'm kind of proud of it. It's the colors of the flag of the Soviet Union. Either highlight the English text with your cursor so that it shows up white, or translate the much more legible Russian text.
>Arcana
There are many potential animals or magical beasts, yet nothing should be this much of a hassle
>Undead
Spontaneous undead wouldn't cause this.
>>182501
[Static Noises]
>>182506
Oh, Brie ain't listening, hes watching. Go ahead, have all the ponies who heard it try and bluff that they werent creeped out.
Oh, Brie ain't listening, hes watching. Go ahead, have all the ponies who heard it try and bluff that they werent creeped out.
>>182506
Can Posey make out any monster sounds that would indicate what's attacking them?
Or know any magical effects that could lead to such a situation?
I rolled a 25, give me a little hint.
Can Posey make out any monster sounds that would indicate what's attacking them?
Or know any magical effects that could lead to such a situation?
I rolled a 25, give me a little hint.
>>182506
>Either highlight the English text with your cursor so that it shows up white, or translate the much more legible Russian text.
I just put the whole thing into Read Aloud, like I do with most of the long descriptions.
>Either highlight the English text with your cursor so that it shows up white, or translate the much more legible Russian text.
I just put the whole thing into Read Aloud, like I do with most of the long descriptions.
>>182517
"The airponies, and us as well. Whatever was able to send an entire team of navy fleeing with their tails between their legs could easily compromise our extraction. We should locate the Marines before we investigate the North Port."
"The airponies, and us as well. Whatever was able to send an entire team of navy fleeing with their tails between their legs could easily compromise our extraction. We should locate the Marines before we investigate the North Port."
Brie is unsettled. No squadrons, no covert ponimilitary teams , just a bunch of unanswered questions.
Like, who puts a hoof grenade in a harpoon? And wtf was.....
Like, who puts a hoof grenade in a harpoon? And wtf was.....
>>182510
>>182502
An insect sound that sounds massive and... off. A slight growl that is also, well, it mimics but does not belong to a mammal. There is a sound of a bullet passing by, implying they are being shot at by at least one firearm bullet. There is no tattletale ersatz voice as would be found with undead, but neither do these sound like true animals or magical beasts.
>>182512
He pours a whiskey for Dark Star, slowly moving the bottle upwards to let the stream fall from a steady height.
"And here you go, one whiskey to let your problems slip away, and to lubricate your day.
>>182515
Huh. I've never heard of that
>>182502
An insect sound that sounds massive and... off. A slight growl that is also, well, it mimics but does not belong to a mammal. There is a sound of a bullet passing by, implying they are being shot at by at least one firearm bullet. There is no tattletale ersatz voice as would be found with undead, but neither do these sound like true animals or magical beasts.
>>182512
He pours a whiskey for Dark Star, slowly moving the bottle upwards to let the stream fall from a steady height.
"And here you go, one whiskey to let your problems slip away, and to lubricate your day.
>>182515
Huh. I've never heard of that
>>182522
>An insect sound that sounds massive and... off. A slight growl that is also, well, it mimics but does not belong to a mammal. There is a sound of a bullet passing by, implying they are being shot at by at least one firearm bullet. There is no tattletale ersatz voice as would be found with undead, but neither do these sound like true animals or magical beasts.
Well, I guess that's that, unless Posey happens to know any monsters in the region that make those sounds.
>I've never heard of that
It's nifty
>An insect sound that sounds massive and... off. A slight growl that is also, well, it mimics but does not belong to a mammal. There is a sound of a bullet passing by, implying they are being shot at by at least one firearm bullet. There is no tattletale ersatz voice as would be found with undead, but neither do these sound like true animals or magical beasts.
Well, I guess that's that, unless Posey happens to know any monsters in the region that make those sounds.
>I've never heard of that
It's nifty
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