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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>>181775
Correct! Looky there, back to normal. Dust reaches out a hoof and places it on the bat's withers, as a soft glow spreads from Dust's hoof to the bat's ears. At the same time, Brie can feel an energy radiating from the ground towards his ears.
>>181773
Dust nods
"For that I am glad to here
My plans went off the trail
Although bad my intentions appear
I am glad to hear you are not after my tail."
Correct! Looky there, back to normal. Dust reaches out a hoof and places it on the bat's withers, as a soft glow spreads from Dust's hoof to the bat's ears. At the same time, Brie can feel an energy radiating from the ground towards his ears.
>>181773
Dust nods
"For that I am glad to here
My plans went off the trail
Although bad my intentions appear
I am glad to hear you are not after my tail."
>>181789
Brie breathes a sigh of relief, the ringing in his ears finally subsiding. "My good,..." he recalls the slight facial tick at 'Zebro', "Stallion, I can't thank you,... us Bats, we have such sensitive ears. Even with proper earplugs and ballistic sound suppression, I really prefer not to even use firearms if I can help it. I would opt for concussion grenades but for the same reason. It's a pity too, because the Master still won't teach me the secret of how to fight while blinded yet." He begins this little spiel going back to work on the safe, hoping that with the ringing gone the dice gods will remove the context-nerf that was cursing his skill checks.
[1d20+13 = (20+13) = 33]
Brie breathes a sigh of relief, the ringing in his ears finally subsiding. "My good,..." he recalls the slight facial tick at 'Zebro', "Stallion, I can't thank you,... us Bats, we have such sensitive ears. Even with proper earplugs and ballistic sound suppression, I really prefer not to even use firearms if I can help it. I would opt for concussion grenades but for the same reason. It's a pity too, because the Master still won't teach me the secret of how to fight while blinded yet." He begins this little spiel going back to work on the safe, hoping that with the ringing gone the dice gods will remove the context-nerf that was cursing his skill checks.
[1d20+13 = (20+13) = 33]
>>181794
So thats a nat 20, and a 33, which defeats a good lock by the book numerically.
And is also a nat 20, if you wanna look at it that way. I do, obviously, but,....
So thats a nat 20, and a 33, which defeats a good lock by the book numerically.
And is also a nat 20, if you wanna look at it that way. I do, obviously, but,....
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In a corner of the boat somewhere, with nopony else around:
>>181799
As Posey finds her skull alone in some corner, it momentarily starts glowing, twin beams firing from its eyes as it animates with a sickening cackle, levitating in mid air.
For the first time in this game, Posey looks genuinely afraid.
"M-master, I...!"
The skull roars
"MAKING FRIENDS WE SEE! ART THOU HAVING FUN?!"
"M-m-master! I can can explai-"
"WHAT HAVE THOU CONQUERED, ROSEY RING?!"
"Master, it has been a week! Wars take ti-"
ENOUGH EXCUSES!!! MUCH WAS INVESTED IN THEE, RING! THE MAGIC ETCHED INTO THY FORTIFIED BONES IS NOT THYS, IT IS OURS!!!"
Posey collapses to the ground as the runes in her bones surge with power, cursed sigils writhing beneath her skin as she convulses like Reagan in the exorcist
She shrieks
"IT SEEMS AS THOU ARE UNWORTHY OF BEING OUR CREATION!!!"
"P-PLEASE HAVE MERCY!"
"MERCY?! MEEEEERCY?! DID WE TEACH THEE MERCY? LIKE THAT PALADIN THEE LET ESCAPE?!"
"I'M SORR-"
"AND WHERE ARE OUR TITHES!"
"Th.. The.. They are in the mail... I swear..!"
"WE DID NOT SEND THEE TO EQUESTRIA TO HAVE FUN, RING!"
"I... I can do bett-"
"UNWORTHY OF THE GIFTS WE HAVE GIVEN THEE! IT IS TIME THAT THY LEARNED TO EARN THY OWN POWER!"
(Posey is just sobbing at this point)
"THE GIFTS WE HAVE GIVEN THEE ARE HEREBY FORFEIT! DO NOT DISAPPOINT US AGAIN, MISS RING!"
And so, Posey is left in a groaning, smouldering heap, smoke rising off of the sores where her spellstitched runes burned themselves away. She takes several minutes to nurse her wounds before rejoining the party.
>>181799
As Posey finds her skull alone in some corner, it momentarily starts glowing, twin beams firing from its eyes as it animates with a sickening cackle, levitating in mid air.
For the first time in this game, Posey looks genuinely afraid.
"M-master, I...!"
The skull roars
"MAKING FRIENDS WE SEE! ART THOU HAVING FUN?!"
"M-m-master! I can can explai-"
"WHAT HAVE THOU CONQUERED, ROSEY RING?!"
"Master, it has been a week! Wars take ti-"
ENOUGH EXCUSES!!! MUCH WAS INVESTED IN THEE, RING! THE MAGIC ETCHED INTO THY FORTIFIED BONES IS NOT THYS, IT IS OURS!!!"
Posey collapses to the ground as the runes in her bones surge with power, cursed sigils writhing beneath her skin as she convulses like Reagan in the exorcist
She shrieks
"IT SEEMS AS THOU ARE UNWORTHY OF BEING OUR CREATION!!!"
"P-PLEASE HAVE MERCY!"
"MERCY?! MEEEEERCY?! DID WE TEACH THEE MERCY? LIKE THAT PALADIN THEE LET ESCAPE?!"
"I'M SORR-"
"AND WHERE ARE OUR TITHES!"
"Th.. The.. They are in the mail... I swear..!"
"WE DID NOT SEND THEE TO EQUESTRIA TO HAVE FUN, RING!"
"I... I can do bett-"
"UNWORTHY OF THE GIFTS WE HAVE GIVEN THEE! IT IS TIME THAT THY LEARNED TO EARN THY OWN POWER!"
(Posey is just sobbing at this point)
"THE GIFTS WE HAVE GIVEN THEE ARE HEREBY FORFEIT! DO NOT DISAPPOINT US AGAIN, MISS RING!"
And so, Posey is left in a groaning, smouldering heap, smoke rising off of the sores where her spellstitched runes burned themselves away. She takes several minutes to nurse her wounds before rejoining the party.
[1d4 = 1]
>>181794
Brie still hears a tinnitus ringing in his ears.
>>181727
The shell is rather large, white in color, and has a number of concentric rings. There are pink stripes along the surface. It has something of a geometric pattern to the angles in the circles, which are not smooth save on the outer most layer, but have ridges that are more like a number of straight lines that turn, like a polygon rather than a circle.
>>181794
Brie still hears a tinnitus ringing in his ears.
>>181727
The shell is rather large, white in color, and has a number of concentric rings. There are pink stripes along the surface. It has something of a geometric pattern to the angles in the circles, which are not smooth save on the outer most layer, but have ridges that are more like a number of straight lines that turn, like a polygon rather than a circle.
>>181797
Brie opens the safe to find that it is two levels. The top portion is empty. It’s possible that no one stored anything here, but somehow this seems less likely than any valuables being taken out.
In a lower, larger portion of the safe, Brie finds a single object.
It’s a harpoon head that is oddly wide, and oddly girthy.
Brie opens the safe to find that it is two levels. The top portion is empty. It’s possible that no one stored anything here, but somehow this seems less likely than any valuables being taken out.
In a lower, larger portion of the safe, Brie finds a single object.
It’s a harpoon head that is oddly wide, and oddly girthy.
>>181811
Hold up hold up hold up
Brie dpesnt open the safe yet, he was unlocking it. Opening it takes different preparation. Sheesh, the unprofessionalism
Hold up hold up hold up
Brie dpesnt open the safe yet, he was unlocking it. Opening it takes different preparation. Sheesh, the unprofessionalism
>>181808
>smoke rising off of the sores where her spellstitched runes burned themselves away.
Neat description. ^^
>smoke rising off of the sores where her spellstitched runes burned themselves away.
Neat description. ^^
>>181818
"Never can be too careful. Some ponies, griffo s, etc. Will leave booby traps behind, preferring to sacrifice the item rather than allow a thief to abscond."
"Never can be too careful. Some ponies, griffo s, etc. Will leave booby traps behind, preferring to sacrifice the item rather than allow a thief to abscond."
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>>181808
May Kira make a listen check to see if she heard this, and came to investigate? Mostly just because Kira isn't doing anything else at the moment and I think it would be pretty interesting for the snej to watch from around the corner, but I don't want to if you feel like it would create problems.
>>181809
Kira is very happy about her beautiful find, regardless of its true value.
>>181740
Hmmmmm...well, Silver isn't exactly planning on selling it, but if the bat would like to try appraising it, he is more than welcome to.
May Kira make a listen check to see if she heard this, and came to investigate? Mostly just because Kira isn't doing anything else at the moment and I think it would be pretty interesting for the snej to watch from around the corner, but I don't want to if you feel like it would create problems.
>>181809
Kira is very happy about her beautiful find, regardless of its true value.
>>181740
Hmmmmm...well, Silver isn't exactly planning on selling it, but if the bat would like to try appraising it, he is more than welcome to.
>>181825
Dust blinks at the unicorn trying to grab him, and decides to grab back.
[1d20+8 = (9+8) = 17]
Dust blinks at the unicorn trying to grab him, and decides to grab back.
[1d20+8 = (9+8) = 17]
>>181833
Oh, you want to dance?
Opposed grapple
[1d20+5 = (15+5) = 20]
Also roll DC 22 Will vs Frightful Presence
Oh, you want to dance?
Opposed grapple
[1d20+5 = (15+5) = 20]
Also roll DC 22 Will vs Frightful Presence
>>181831
>>181825
Kira slithers up to Posey, waiting patiently for her and Dust to stop play wrestling so she can talk with her.
>>181834
With Posey being in the area, Silver also arrives, helmet in hoof. He shows it to Brie, asking him, "You have more experience than me with appraising items, can you tell anything more about this than I can?"
>>181825
Kira slithers up to Posey, waiting patiently for her and Dust to stop play wrestling so she can talk with her.
>>181834
With Posey being in the area, Silver also arrives, helmet in hoof. He shows it to Brie, asking him, "You have more experience than me with appraising items, can you tell anything more about this than I can?"
>>181835
Well he's grabbed.
Surely I can roll over a 10 on a will save.
[1d20+9 = (18+9) = 27]
"A strange pony you are
From lands of afar
For mystery you set the bar
A firey head
A fortune unread
Perhaps at first I had you misread"
Well he's grabbed.
Surely I can roll over a 10 on a will save.
[1d20+9 = (18+9) = 27]
"A strange pony you are
From lands of afar
For mystery you set the bar
A firey head
A fortune unread
Perhaps at first I had you misread"
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>>181838
"One moment, my Stallion, I may have found something interesting, but fpr everyone's safety - most expressly my own - I must do this VERY carefully." Brie replies, not taking his eyes away from the task/inside of the safe.
"One moment, my Stallion, I may have found something interesting, but fpr everyone's safety - most expressly my own - I must do this VERY carefully." Brie replies, not taking his eyes away from the task/inside of the safe.
>>181840
Dust scrunches as this petite mare somehow gets the upper hoof over him and pins him down
"Firey indeed
A tribe you could lead
Now I hope for your intent
This is your furthest intent"
Dust scrunches as this petite mare somehow gets the upper hoof over him and pins him down
"Firey indeed
A tribe you could lead
Now I hope for your intent
This is your furthest intent"
>>181842
No opposed check?
Dust is pinned.
Now completely unable to move or speak, as Posey stuffs his face in her chest fluff.
"Shush, be a good colt and help me scratch my itch."
She rips off his codpiece with her horn
"Now stand that thing up for me." She says, brandishing a hand-like Construct with her magic as she reaches behind her
Rolling Perform (loodness)
[1d20+8 = (18+8) = 26]
No opposed check?
Dust is pinned.
Now completely unable to move or speak, as Posey stuffs his face in her chest fluff.
"Shush, be a good colt and help me scratch my itch."
She rips off his codpiece with her horn
"Now stand that thing up for me." She says, brandishing a hand-like Construct with her magic as she reaches behind her
Rolling Perform (loodness)
[1d20+8 = (18+8) = 26]
"Am I gonna have to roll a freaking concentration check? Is that what youre after? This could be some Raiders of the Lost arc shit right now. Can you take that elsewhere?" Brie says loudly, still focused.
>>181845
I didn't know I was entitled to an opposed checked, I don't know how any of this works
>codpiece
>implying
The zeeb's eyes somehow seems to shrink and go wide at the same time. Some muffled noises come from Posey's fluff
I didn't know I was entitled to an opposed checked, I don't know how any of this works
>codpiece
>implying
The zeeb's eyes somehow seems to shrink and go wide at the same time. Some muffled noises come from Posey's fluff
>>181846
Also, rolling a pure wisdom check that Ill explain if it appears to be relevant
[1d20-1 = (12-1) = 11]
Also, rolling a pure wisdom check that Ill explain if it appears to be relevant
[1d20-1 = (12-1) = 11]
>>181854
>>181856
Kira: "Shhhshhhshh, now's probably not the time for struggle snuggles. Or anytime, for that matter. Something tells me Dust would rather have his honor remain un-besmirched."
She continues petting her cute mare friend's mane, before wrapping her forelegs around the exposed portion of Posey and hugging her tight.
Kira: "Besides, you look like you could use a nice friendly hug right now!"
>>181856
Kira: "Shhhshhhshh, now's probably not the time for struggle snuggles. Or anytime, for that matter. Something tells me Dust would rather have his honor remain un-besmirched."
She continues petting her cute mare friend's mane, before wrapping her forelegs around the exposed portion of Posey and hugging her tight.
Kira: "Besides, you look like you could use a nice friendly hug right now!"
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