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>>190193
The griffon ranger trudges on ahead, less cautious about being hidden while behind the hill. He looks at the shiny flakes for just a moment, then calls out softly to the others, "We haven't any time to lose. Let's spread out."
He searches for the larger part of the wreckage, which might possibly house the ponies.
[1d20+2 = (12+2) = 14]
The griffon ranger trudges on ahead, less cautious about being hidden while behind the hill. He looks at the shiny flakes for just a moment, then calls out softly to the others, "We haven't any time to lose. Let's spread out."
He searches for the larger part of the wreckage, which might possibly house the ponies.
[1d20+2 = (12+2) = 14]
>>190195
It must surely be green and lovely in the springtime, when not caught in this grey limbo.
>>190194
It's... metal? Well, it's not a rock, and it's definitely not a plant. Do not eat.
>>190196
Cavaliere is the first to see it. It towers above the ground. Even in the fog it's hard to miss. It is a wonder that it was not seen before, though its color, an indistinct grey just near to that of the fog and almost the same as the basalt rock that forms its background, gives a hint as to how it has evaded view. Even so, Cavaliere must surely wonder if indeed this point of interest is unknown by the GRU and the Traveller, or if it is only a matter of time until either may come this way.
Little bits of metal are strewn across the ground, as are scrapes, gravel, and dirt that form drag marks. An aluminum pipe can be seen, and beyond that, the form of an aluminum truss, and then what must be an engine nacelle. It's a rather large form, as tall as Cavaliere. But it's what is beyond that that is rather more interesting.
Maybe 50 feet away can be seen what is, to be to the point, a blimp, deflated and intact but still in a recognizable form. It is at a perpendicular angle to Cavaliere, with the rear of the airship facing him. It must be caught on a rock formation on the side of the hill. The craft's port side is visible given the craft's list to starboard, but starboard is presumably difficult, though perhaps not impossible to access from its respective side.
The thin aluminum fins are still in part elevated into the air, though the bottom touches the ground, and the whole of the empennage sags and is partly deflated, especially where the empennage meets the middle, as it is folding in on itself. The great envelope retains more of its size than not, but it is dented in the front, and its folds move in the wind. The wind has dulled for the moment and as a whole seems less severe here than by the shore, this whole segment of the island perhaps in the lee of the western hills. Or maybe it's just a momentary pause. All the same, the air feels near still, and though the envelope flaps in the moving air, it generates only a periodic sound of pops as it moves. The entire structure is massive - even in its deflated state it is fifty feet or more in height - and with a volume more akin to that of a ship, like a frigate or even a destroyer. Before reaching the underslung car, Cavaliere can see a metal cylinder on the ground that appears to be some kind of bomb. Past this is the broken remains of some kind of landing gear - a rubber wheel on an aluminum strut
But it is the car that is the most interesting. It must be thirty feet long. The port side engine nacelle is still attached on its outrigger to the car, even as the propeller blades are broken. The car has its windows, still closed and intact, and its doors, presently closed. From the center of the car, a machinegun barrel protrudes.
It must surely be green and lovely in the springtime, when not caught in this grey limbo.
>>190194
It's... metal? Well, it's not a rock, and it's definitely not a plant. Do not eat.
>>190196
Cavaliere is the first to see it. It towers above the ground. Even in the fog it's hard to miss. It is a wonder that it was not seen before, though its color, an indistinct grey just near to that of the fog and almost the same as the basalt rock that forms its background, gives a hint as to how it has evaded view. Even so, Cavaliere must surely wonder if indeed this point of interest is unknown by the GRU and the Traveller, or if it is only a matter of time until either may come this way.
Little bits of metal are strewn across the ground, as are scrapes, gravel, and dirt that form drag marks. An aluminum pipe can be seen, and beyond that, the form of an aluminum truss, and then what must be an engine nacelle. It's a rather large form, as tall as Cavaliere. But it's what is beyond that that is rather more interesting.
Maybe 50 feet away can be seen what is, to be to the point, a blimp, deflated and intact but still in a recognizable form. It is at a perpendicular angle to Cavaliere, with the rear of the airship facing him. It must be caught on a rock formation on the side of the hill. The craft's port side is visible given the craft's list to starboard, but starboard is presumably difficult, though perhaps not impossible to access from its respective side.
The thin aluminum fins are still in part elevated into the air, though the bottom touches the ground, and the whole of the empennage sags and is partly deflated, especially where the empennage meets the middle, as it is folding in on itself. The great envelope retains more of its size than not, but it is dented in the front, and its folds move in the wind. The wind has dulled for the moment and as a whole seems less severe here than by the shore, this whole segment of the island perhaps in the lee of the western hills. Or maybe it's just a momentary pause. All the same, the air feels near still, and though the envelope flaps in the moving air, it generates only a periodic sound of pops as it moves. The entire structure is massive - even in its deflated state it is fifty feet or more in height - and with a volume more akin to that of a ship, like a frigate or even a destroyer. Before reaching the underslung car, Cavaliere can see a metal cylinder on the ground that appears to be some kind of bomb. Past this is the broken remains of some kind of landing gear - a rubber wheel on an aluminum strut
But it is the car that is the most interesting. It must be thirty feet long. The port side engine nacelle is still attached on its outrigger to the car, even as the propeller blades are broken. The car has its windows, still closed and intact, and its doors, presently closed. From the center of the car, a machinegun barrel protrudes.
>>190198
Gonna wait for tht reply to this before I post my action, but I intend to trot ahead of the herd to parlay with the airponies.
Gonna wait for tht reply to this before I post my action, but I intend to trot ahead of the herd to parlay with the airponies.
>>190197
With how colossal the craft is, no doubt they have only minutes to spare, even with the approaching dusk.
Not wanting to attract unwanted attention, to signal to the rest of the party Cavaliere picks up a small pebble and tosses it behind him to designate a location. If there is a pony behind that machine gun, its intention will be suspicious at best. He will, however reluctantly, let Posey go first.
With how colossal the craft is, no doubt they have only minutes to spare, even with the approaching dusk.
Not wanting to attract unwanted attention, to signal to the rest of the party Cavaliere picks up a small pebble and tosses it behind him to designate a location. If there is a pony behind that machine gun, its intention will be suspicious at best. He will, however reluctantly, let Posey go first.
>>190198
The scene is almost silent, with only the flapping of the envelope providing any distinct noise, besides the distant cracks and that ever-present tinnitus ring. The barrel of the machine gun seems to move, but so do a few other, smaller objects that move with the gentle wind.
The scene is almost silent, with only the flapping of the envelope providing any distinct noise, besides the distant cracks and that ever-present tinnitus ring. The barrel of the machine gun seems to move, but so do a few other, smaller objects that move with the gentle wind.
>>190197
>>190201
Posey trots ahead of the herd (at least 100 ft or more, preferably with most creatures out of sight), her white flag raised clearly atop her longspear.
She orders Monstro to stay behind with the group, and for her Dreads to carry her equipment, ready to fly it over to her should she need it.
She does not conceal herself as she approaches in line of fire. She walks calmly and confidently, puffing out her chest in her usual coquettish manner, unfazed by the vulnerability of potentially putting herself in direct artillery fire.
"~Yoohoo! Are there any survivors there?" she calls towards the car
>>190201
Posey trots ahead of the herd (at least 100 ft or more, preferably with most creatures out of sight), her white flag raised clearly atop her longspear.
She orders Monstro to stay behind with the group, and for her Dreads to carry her equipment, ready to fly it over to her should she need it.
She does not conceal herself as she approaches in line of fire. She walks calmly and confidently, puffing out her chest in her usual coquettish manner, unfazed by the vulnerability of potentially putting herself in direct artillery fire.
"~Yoohoo! Are there any survivors there?" she calls towards the car
>>190203
Posey walks right up to the car and taps on the to glass with her spear
"Oh come on now. Captain Waters is going to be really disappointed if you are all dead." she says
Posey walks right up to the car and taps on the to glass with her spear
"Oh come on now. Captain Waters is going to be really disappointed if you are all dead." she says
>>190202
Cavaliere sighs, wishing he had gone up instead. He looks to see if it's possible to circle around the blimp without being spotted.
Cavaliere sighs, wishing he had gone up instead. He looks to see if it's possible to circle around the blimp without being spotted.
>>190205
Being seen is the point of a parlay. If we sneak up on them, they would think we are trying to attack them.
Being seen is the point of a parlay. If we sneak up on them, they would think we are trying to attack them.
>>190205
It may be possible, although the craft is backed against the hillside so it is not clear if it may be entered that way. At least, without being noticed.
>>190202
>>190204
As she nears, she can finally see that there seems to be a figure inside holding the machine gun on a side mount.
"Not a step further. Who are you, and where did you come from?"
It may be possible, although the craft is backed against the hillside so it is not clear if it may be entered that way. At least, without being noticed.
>>190202
>>190204
As she nears, she can finally see that there seems to be a figure inside holding the machine gun on a side mount.
"Not a step further. Who are you, and where did you come from?"
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>>190207
Posey looks towards the sight beyond the gun barrel
>Who are you, and where did you come from?
Posey whirls her cape and puffs out her chest, striking her usual extravagant pose
"I am Rosey Ring, the Undying Sorceress. I am an freelancing warmagus, and an adventuring mercenary sent by Captain Waters from New Mareland to retrieve the crew of this airship." She says
"My team and I arrived thinking it would be simple, but recent GRU and monster activity has complicated our escape plans. If you would be so kind as to cooperate, we should all be able to get off of this desolate rock soon enough."
Posey looks towards the sight beyond the gun barrel
>Who are you, and where did you come from?
Posey whirls her cape and puffs out her chest, striking her usual extravagant pose
"I am Rosey Ring, the Undying Sorceress. I am an freelancing warmagus, and an adventuring mercenary sent by Captain Waters from New Mareland to retrieve the crew of this airship." She says
"My team and I arrived thinking it would be simple, but recent GRU and monster activity has complicated our escape plans. If you would be so kind as to cooperate, we should all be able to get off of this desolate rock soon enough."
>>190208
>And yet, Posey's safety….
Professional airponies wouldn't shoot an unarmed mare waving a white flag.
If I get shot, I get shot. It is a risk I am willing to take.
>And yet, Posey's safety….
Professional airponies wouldn't shoot an unarmed mare waving a white flag.
If I get shot, I get shot. It is a risk I am willing to take.
Kira flicks her tongue as she watches the encounter, waiting for a moment where she can say hello to the new ponies.
>>190209
He lowers his side of the machine gun, which raises the barrel. He peaks over through the open window. Posey can see that the figure is a hornless stallion of indigo color, wearing a leather cap of some sort.
"Fuck me, 'Captain Waters'? Now I don't know what the fuck a 'womaggus' is or a GR you, nor why they'd send a single mare, but damned if I'm not glad to hear that name."
He lowers his side of the machine gun, which raises the barrel. He peaks over through the open window. Posey can see that the figure is a hornless stallion of indigo color, wearing a leather cap of some sort.
"Fuck me, 'Captain Waters'? Now I don't know what the fuck a 'womaggus' is or a GR you, nor why they'd send a single mare, but damned if I'm not glad to hear that name."
>>190212
Alright. I guess I have been talking for more than a minute. Looks like they're unfriendly rn. With my mod, I have no chance of making things worse, so I may as well roll. Let's see if I can get them to Indifferent or Friendly.
[1d20+10 = (9+10) = 19]
Alright. I guess I have been talking for more than a minute. Looks like they're unfriendly rn. With my mod, I have no chance of making things worse, so I may as well roll. Let's see if I can get them to Indifferent or Friendly.
[1d20+10 = (9+10) = 19]
>>190215
>>190217
As soon as Posey has line of sight, she attempts to charm the pony with her gaze.
"Yes, yes... Captain Waters was willing to pay through the nose to get you back, so let us not disappoint him. I am not alone though. I have half a dozen other mercenaries with me. We also came to a temporary truce with some of the Stalliongrad fighters, who are positioned in the far rear: they still think we are pirates, and you will be posing as hostages we are ransoming to New Mareland. I will explain it in detail later. First thing is first though: how many of you are there?"
>>190217
As soon as Posey has line of sight, she attempts to charm the pony with her gaze.
"Yes, yes... Captain Waters was willing to pay through the nose to get you back, so let us not disappoint him. I am not alone though. I have half a dozen other mercenaries with me. We also came to a temporary truce with some of the Stalliongrad fighters, who are positioned in the far rear: they still think we are pirates, and you will be posing as hostages we are ransoming to New Mareland. I will explain it in detail later. First thing is first though: how many of you are there?"
Posey gestures to the group, giving the signal for the mercenaries (and only the mercenaries) to approach.
"Dust, tend to the wounded. Silver, keep the Stalliongraders from getting too close, so we can salvage some plausibly deniability for this covert operation."
>>190220
"It appears as though your airponies have fallen under the control of the psychic monster that is on this island. We have encountered it before. We will soon be embarking on a mission to destroy that monster, which should hopefully end their condition."
>"Another mare?"
"Something like that. Do not fret. She does not bite." "But I do OwO"
I have to sleep soon. The party can freely enter dialogue now.
"Dust, tend to the wounded. Silver, keep the Stalliongraders from getting too close, so we can salvage some plausibly deniability for this covert operation."
>>190220
"It appears as though your airponies have fallen under the control of the psychic monster that is on this island. We have encountered it before. We will soon be embarking on a mission to destroy that monster, which should hopefully end their condition."
>"Another mare?"
"Something like that. Do not fret. She does not bite." "But I do OwO"
I have to sleep soon. The party can freely enter dialogue now.
>>190220
Kira: "Yup! Good thing too. I mean, I imagine some males from the tribe could survive this, but others..." She trails off, before shaking her head and smiling at the stallion. "Anyways, yeah, that's the Traveler. Apparently he's some kind of eldritch extradimensional deity? He's on the ship you were following. We're gonna go stop him! The important thing is that none of you fall asleep or fall unconscious by any means, that's how he gets ya!"
Silver, meanwhile, looks back to the commie ponies. "Похоже, они дружелюбны. Видимо, некоторые из них тоже попали под влияние Путешественника."
I'm assuming Dust would go to the ship to tend to the wounded if his player was here. Can we assume that's what Dust is doing?
Kira: "Yup! Good thing too. I mean, I imagine some males from the tribe could survive this, but others..." She trails off, before shaking her head and smiling at the stallion. "Anyways, yeah, that's the Traveler. Apparently he's some kind of eldritch extradimensional deity? He's on the ship you were following. We're gonna go stop him! The important thing is that none of you fall asleep or fall unconscious by any means, that's how he gets ya!"
Silver, meanwhile, looks back to the commie ponies. "Похоже, они дружелюбны. Видимо, некоторые из них тоже попали под влияние Путешественника."
I'm assuming Dust would go to the ship to tend to the wounded if his player was here. Can we assume that's what Dust is doing?
>>190222
>I'm assuming Dust would go to the ship to tend to the wounded if his player was here. Can we assume that's what Dust is doing?
It doesn't cost him anything to roll the Medicine skill, so we can just assume he's doing it. I have a bunch of spare med packs. If he takes 10 all of the wounded can heal 1d4 HP.
>I'm assuming Dust would go to the ship to tend to the wounded if his player was here. Can we assume that's what Dust is doing?
It doesn't cost him anything to roll the Medicine skill, so we can just assume he's doing it. I have a bunch of spare med packs. If he takes 10 all of the wounded can heal 1d4 HP.
>>190220
Cavaliere approaches the airship quickly. "If only these were better circumstances," he greets the stallion with a nod. "My name is Cavaliere. We will have to evacuate ASAP to get your ponies to safety. What's the condition of your wounded, and can they walk?"
Cavaliere approaches the airship quickly. "If only these were better circumstances," he greets the stallion with a nod. "My name is Cavaliere. We will have to evacuate ASAP to get your ponies to safety. What's the condition of your wounded, and can they walk?"
I gotta sleep. Work tomorrow.
Cheers to the group for finally finding out charges. Now we just need to destroy the travellers so we can escape this place.
Cheers to the group for finally finding out charges. Now we just need to destroy the travellers so we can escape this place.
>>190220
"How many in good condition? How many wounded? How many mad? Have any airponies perished?" Posey inquires
"We can tend to the wounded, and carry the prisoners. For now, we need you to evacuate the ship, because Captain Waters hired us to torch the systems so that the technology does not fall into enemy hooves. We have a boat talisman for our extraction, and I have conjured a minion that can transport a couple of creatures through the air."
"How many in good condition? How many wounded? How many mad? Have any airponies perished?" Posey inquires
"We can tend to the wounded, and carry the prisoners. For now, we need you to evacuate the ship, because Captain Waters hired us to torch the systems so that the technology does not fall into enemy hooves. We have a boat talisman for our extraction, and I have conjured a minion that can transport a couple of creatures through the air."
>>190222
Posey addresses, Silver, taking 10 on innuendo
"Remember, we are posing as pirates. I already told Blackheel that we came here to take the airponies hostage. Tell them that these are our prisoners that we intend to ransom for profit, and that we are not working with or for the Fascists. Whether or not Blackheel believes it will be in question, but we need to maintain plausible deniability in contested territory."
Posey addresses, Silver, taking 10 on innuendo
"Remember, we are posing as pirates. I already told Blackheel that we came here to take the airponies hostage. Tell them that these are our prisoners that we intend to ransom for profit, and that we are not working with or for the Fascists. Whether or not Blackheel believes it will be in question, but we need to maintain plausible deniability in contested territory."
>>190236
Hmmmmm...not super far away, they're still within the bounds of the group. He's with the commies, who are likely at the very back of the group to prevent any misunderstandings.
Hmmmmm...not super far away, they're still within the bounds of the group. He's with the commies, who are likely at the very back of the group to prevent any misunderstandings.
>>190236
I think we agreed on him being in the rear with the Stalliongraders, which should at least be out of earshot, so we can negotiate with the airponies while tricking the commies into thinking that we are taking the fascists hostage.
Idk the exact distance, but far enough I hope.
I think we agreed on him being in the rear with the Stalliongraders, which should at least be out of earshot, so we can negotiate with the airponies while tricking the commies into thinking that we are taking the fascists hostage.
Idk the exact distance, but far enough I hope.
>>190236
>>190237
>>190238
Does anything else need clarifying?
Posey addresses the pony in the blimp
"Evacuate quickly. We have not much time. Be sure to extract anything of value, essential equipment, magic items, implements, weapons, munitions, and other things of worth."
She pauses
"Might I ask your name?"
>>190197
>Cavaliere can see a metal cylinder on the ground that appears to be some kind of bomb.
Oh good, another one. How big is it? We could make use of that.
>>190237
>>190238
Does anything else need clarifying?
Posey addresses the pony in the blimp
"Evacuate quickly. We have not much time. Be sure to extract anything of value, essential equipment, magic items, implements, weapons, munitions, and other things of worth."
She pauses
"Might I ask your name?"
>>190197
>Cavaliere can see a metal cylinder on the ground that appears to be some kind of bomb.
Oh good, another one. How big is it? We could make use of that.
>>190239
It would be nice to hear what Dust Defiant intends to do, since you're cued up for about the next 3 minutes worth of skill checks, declared actions, etc.
It would be nice to hear what Dust Defiant intends to do, since you're cued up for about the next 3 minutes worth of skill checks, declared actions, etc.
I would hope that Dust helps treat the airponies' wounds with his medicine skill when his player decides to check in, but I guess I cannot really speak for him.
Frenly reminder, the longer you take (taking 10s and what not) on all this, the longer Brie gets to play Metal Gear: Solid
Glad to see everyone's still up to their antics, for better or for worse. What's actually going on, as far as I'm aware Posey raised a whale but I don't actually know what's going on nor do I have time to back read.
>>190245
We just found the airponies. They are wounded. We are currently explaining the situation to them.
We just found the airponies. They are wounded. We are currently explaining the situation to them.
>>190245
We raised a flying whale, snuck across the island, and now we're at the airponies. Some of them are injured, some have been possessed and tied up.
We raised a flying whale, snuck across the island, and now we're at the airponies. Some of them are injured, some have been possessed and tied up.
>>190245
>I don't actually know what's going on nor do I have time to back read.
Other than what we just described, not very much happened since the skeleton was raised.
Oh yeah, we snuck past some GRU fighting abominations.
>I don't actually know what's going on nor do I have time to back read.
Other than what we just described, not very much happened since the skeleton was raised.
Oh yeah, we snuck past some GRU fighting abominations.
Maybe with an aneurysm
Oh, also, just for posterity's sake: can Silver tell in what state the airship is in? He has his suspicions, but he feels like he owes it to Brie to at least consider whether the airship can by very quickly patched up.
>>190252
It it's still bouyant enough to hang in the air, we could potentially have Monstro drag it through the air, but we are being paid to destroy it. We should still consider it as a potential option for our distraction.
Monstro can drag 48,000 pounds. Possibly double or triple that if buffed with the right spells (such as the lvl 2 Cleric spell Lighten Load).
It it's still bouyant enough to hang in the air, we could potentially have Monstro drag it through the air, but we are being paid to destroy it. We should still consider it as a potential option for our distraction.
Monstro can drag 48,000 pounds. Possibly double or triple that if buffed with the right spells (such as the lvl 2 Cleric spell Lighten Load).
Though he speaks, he doesn't seem to want to come outside, at least not yet.
>>190222
The pony looks over and speaks. Kira can only see his blue-purple head, and the leather cap.
"Hey no. No. I know what you are. You're some kind of monster. Like s sea monster. That gets me to come outside, ride on your back, and then you eat me or something."
>>190224
His expression suggests possible surprise at seeing a griffin, but it isn't enough surprise to vocalize or to rise to skepticism.
"No standard uniform? Uh, hello. We have two that can't walk, and two I wouldn't let walk. One is severe, and the other still needs attention. There's a third that has something wrong but we didn't see any bleeding."
>>190226
"I am the only one here in proper good condition. Two are properly wounded, but one is unconscious and one cannot stand. Two are mad. I don't think any are dead but I ain't a doctor and I haven't checked since... I don't know when. I've never heard of a 'tailsman' in my time in the navy nor do I know what kinda craft a minion's supposed to be. Is that foreign speak for a skipper or something?" A pause, "Just get us out of here."
>>190239
"Heh heh, magic items? Sure, we'll get those along with our gold bars, diamonds and champagne bottles."
The bombs has an approximately tear drop shape and fins along the top, thinner end. However, it has metal rings around both the front and the back, giving it a psued-cylindrical shape and allowing it to store upright like a barrel.
>>190244
No. It's a reasonable sized car, and anypony else doesn't seem to be near windows, or at least, there isn't enough light to see inside.
>>190252
Sort of like the Sea Rover, it's mostly intact. The most obvious damage is that the starboard engine nacelle has broken off of its pylon and detached from the craft. Both propellers seem to be destroyed. There is some damage to the car and its windows which suggest it would not be water or airtight, though it doesn't seem to have been designed to be air or watertight to begin with. The envelope is partly deflated, probably having lost a third to half of its gas volume. There is a leak somewhere, though whether this is in damage to the envelope, where it connects to the car, or perhaps some kind of intentional release is hard to say. One of the fins and corresponding rudders, the one on the bottom, seems damaged as well. Landing gear has ripped off.
>>190255
On the ground, evidently. One nacelle is still connected to the car.
>>190222
The pony looks over and speaks. Kira can only see his blue-purple head, and the leather cap.
"Hey no. No. I know what you are. You're some kind of monster. Like s sea monster. That gets me to come outside, ride on your back, and then you eat me or something."
>>190224
His expression suggests possible surprise at seeing a griffin, but it isn't enough surprise to vocalize or to rise to skepticism.
"No standard uniform? Uh, hello. We have two that can't walk, and two I wouldn't let walk. One is severe, and the other still needs attention. There's a third that has something wrong but we didn't see any bleeding."
>>190226
"I am the only one here in proper good condition. Two are properly wounded, but one is unconscious and one cannot stand. Two are mad. I don't think any are dead but I ain't a doctor and I haven't checked since... I don't know when. I've never heard of a 'tailsman' in my time in the navy nor do I know what kinda craft a minion's supposed to be. Is that foreign speak for a skipper or something?" A pause, "Just get us out of here."
>>190239
"Heh heh, magic items? Sure, we'll get those along with our gold bars, diamonds and champagne bottles."
The bombs has an approximately tear drop shape and fins along the top, thinner end. However, it has metal rings around both the front and the back, giving it a psued-cylindrical shape and allowing it to store upright like a barrel.
>>190244
No. It's a reasonable sized car, and anypony else doesn't seem to be near windows, or at least, there isn't enough light to see inside.
>>190252
Sort of like the Sea Rover, it's mostly intact. The most obvious damage is that the starboard engine nacelle has broken off of its pylon and detached from the craft. Both propellers seem to be destroyed. There is some damage to the car and its windows which suggest it would not be water or airtight, though it doesn't seem to have been designed to be air or watertight to begin with. The envelope is partly deflated, probably having lost a third to half of its gas volume. There is a leak somewhere, though whether this is in damage to the envelope, where it connects to the car, or perhaps some kind of intentional release is hard to say. One of the fins and corresponding rudders, the one on the bottom, seems damaged as well. Landing gear has ripped off.
>>190255
On the ground, evidently. One nacelle is still connected to the car.
>>190278
>Though he speaks, he doesn't seem to want to come outside, at least not yet.
I can't blame him. This island is fucking spooky.
>"I am the only one here in proper good condition
"You are a formidable warrior, sir... What was your name? It is commendable that you alone were able to maintain control of the situation, and for that you have guaranteed the survival of your crew."
"We will be assisting you and your crew shortly. Please open the doors so that we may tend to the crew and torch the systems like Captain Waters ordered us to. In the mean time, you can tell us about what happened to get you in this mess."
Posey orders her Dreads to obey the verbal commands of anypony who requires assistance in doing mundane tasks around the ship.
>The bombs has an approximately tear drop shape and fins along the top, thinner end. However, it has metal rings around both the front and the back, giving it a psued-cylindrical shape and allowing it to store upright like a barrel.
How big is it?
>The envelope is partly deflated, probably having lost a third to half of its gas volume. There is a leak somewhere, though whether this is in damage to the envelope, where it connects to the car, or perhaps some kind of intentional release is hard to say.
I guess we will have to inspect it to see if it could float again after jettisoning the engines.
>Though he speaks, he doesn't seem to want to come outside, at least not yet.
I can't blame him. This island is fucking spooky.
>"I am the only one here in proper good condition
"You are a formidable warrior, sir... What was your name? It is commendable that you alone were able to maintain control of the situation, and for that you have guaranteed the survival of your crew."
"We will be assisting you and your crew shortly. Please open the doors so that we may tend to the crew and torch the systems like Captain Waters ordered us to. In the mean time, you can tell us about what happened to get you in this mess."
Posey orders her Dreads to obey the verbal commands of anypony who requires assistance in doing mundane tasks around the ship.
>The bombs has an approximately tear drop shape and fins along the top, thinner end. However, it has metal rings around both the front and the back, giving it a psued-cylindrical shape and allowing it to store upright like a barrel.
How big is it?
>The envelope is partly deflated, probably having lost a third to half of its gas volume. There is a leak somewhere, though whether this is in damage to the envelope, where it connects to the car, or perhaps some kind of intentional release is hard to say.
I guess we will have to inspect it to see if it could float again after jettisoning the engines.
>>190278
He blinks slowly when the pony refers to Kira as a sea monster.
"She is not. Forgive us for our motley appearance, but I can assure you that at no point will you be eaten by any sort of creature."
"Your government wanted plausible deniability for this mission, as this island is disputed territory. That fighting–" he points to the sound of the weapons and explosions "Isn't us. We'll need to stabilize your crew and carry them to safety before we're spotted."
He blinks slowly when the pony refers to Kira as a sea monster.
"She is not. Forgive us for our motley appearance, but I can assure you that at no point will you be eaten by any sort of creature."
"Your government wanted plausible deniability for this mission, as this island is disputed territory. That fighting–" he points to the sound of the weapons and explosions "Isn't us. We'll need to stabilize your crew and carry them to safety before we're spotted."
>>190278
Kira looks a bit saddened, pouting while she frowns. "I'm not a monster, though, I'm just a lamia. Think of me like a pony, just with a snake tail."
Silver: "Is that hydrogen or helium in there, you think?"
Kira looks a bit saddened, pouting while she frowns. "I'm not a monster, though, I'm just a lamia. Think of me like a pony, just with a snake tail."
Silver: "Is that hydrogen or helium in there, you think?"
>>190279
Maybe 400 pounds, likely less
>>190279
The reticence and suspicion that the pony has, or seems to have, towards Kira and Cavaliere, does not translate to Posey
"I am Petty Officer Third Class Primed Well, radio operator and gunner. I uh, sure." He moves out of line of site, and a door that was previosuly firm to the cabin, opens. It will not, however, stay open without being pushed open, as the starboard list of the car means that a port side door will stay open only against the force of gravity.
"Colt, it's a long story." He says, peaking his head out of the door.
>>190280
"Really?" He tilts his head through the door. "Then who is it?" A pause "Are you sure about the creatures?"
>>190281
"You don't look like a llama. Wait, what?! Snake tail?"
He may close the door.
If Silver comes closer, he will look to him.
"Another? Uh, it's supposed to be helium admixture, but I know they've been mixing it up with the shortages."
Maybe 400 pounds, likely less
>>190279
The reticence and suspicion that the pony has, or seems to have, towards Kira and Cavaliere, does not translate to Posey
"I am Petty Officer Third Class Primed Well, radio operator and gunner. I uh, sure." He moves out of line of site, and a door that was previosuly firm to the cabin, opens. It will not, however, stay open without being pushed open, as the starboard list of the car means that a port side door will stay open only against the force of gravity.
"Colt, it's a long story." He says, peaking his head out of the door.
>>190280
"Really?" He tilts his head through the door. "Then who is it?" A pause "Are you sure about the creatures?"
>>190281
"You don't look like a llama. Wait, what?! Snake tail?"
He may close the door.
If Silver comes closer, he will look to him.
"Another? Uh, it's supposed to be helium admixture, but I know they've been mixing it up with the shortages."
>>190283
Kira holds her hooves up and waves them in front of her. Her body automatically flicks out her tongue in the air. "Wait, don't close the door! I'm friendly! See, I haven't eaten anyone in the party and I never would!"
Silver tells the commie ponies to hold for the moment as he comes closer to the airship. "Yeah, do not mind her. She is honestly kindest, sweetest creature you could ever meet. She is named Kira. I am Sergeant First Class Silver Sword." Silver looks up at the deflated airship. "Think there is enough left in there to get it to float, if we dropped engines? If not...is there enough hydrogen in there to set this thing ablaze?"
Kira holds her hooves up and waves them in front of her. Her body automatically flicks out her tongue in the air. "Wait, don't close the door! I'm friendly! See, I haven't eaten anyone in the party and I never would!"
Silver tells the commie ponies to hold for the moment as he comes closer to the airship. "Yeah, do not mind her. She is honestly kindest, sweetest creature you could ever meet. She is named Kira. I am Sergeant First Class Silver Sword." Silver looks up at the deflated airship. "Think there is enough left in there to get it to float, if we dropped engines? If not...is there enough hydrogen in there to set this thing ablaze?"
>>190284
He looks to Silver and answers,
"No, it's lost buoyancy. It's not exactly stable either and may blow away if the wind changes directions. It's supposed to be pure helium but we know they don't do that, not when they don't expect combat. Still, the hydrogen was likely the first to leak out. I haven't exactly tested if the gas is flammable."
Then he sees Kira
"Ah!" He closes the door and peaks through the window at the giant snake creature. "The fuck you haven't. What is that?" This may actually be the first time he's noticed that Kira is part snake.
>>190284
Blackheel asks, or tries to ask Silver,
"How long will this stop take?"
He looks to Silver and answers,
"No, it's lost buoyancy. It's not exactly stable either and may blow away if the wind changes directions. It's supposed to be pure helium but we know they don't do that, not when they don't expect combat. Still, the hydrogen was likely the first to leak out. I haven't exactly tested if the gas is flammable."
Then he sees Kira
"Ah!" He closes the door and peaks through the window at the giant snake creature. "The fuck you haven't. What is that?" This may actually be the first time he's noticed that Kira is part snake.
>>190284
Blackheel asks, or tries to ask Silver,
"How long will this stop take?"
>>190283
>I am Petty Officer
"A humble name for such a valiant warrior."
>It will not, however, stay open without being pushed open, as the starboard list of the car means that a port side door will stay open only against the force of gravity.
Posey catches the door with her magic.
>>190284
>I haven't eaten anyone in the party
TRUUUUUUUST IIIIN MEEEEEEE!
>>190285
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"Would anyone like a cigarette?"
>I am Petty Officer
"A humble name for such a valiant warrior."
>It will not, however, stay open without being pushed open, as the starboard list of the car means that a port side door will stay open only against the force of gravity.
Posey catches the door with her magic.
>>190284
>I haven't eaten anyone in the party
TRUUUUUUUST IIIIN MEEEEEEE!
>>190285
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"Would anyone like a cigarette?"
>>190285
Silver looks back at Blackheel to answer. "Not long at all." He then returns his attention to Primed Well. "Alright. We will get you and your soldiers well and ready to travel. After that we will need to move quickly, explosions tend to bring lot of attention."
Kira scrunches, lifting her pony half back up into the air and putting her forehooves on her "hips". "I said I'm a lamia. I'm from Zebrica. And if you're talking about the bulge in my stomach, that's a goat." She quickly qualifies this by saying, "That I paid the farmer for and had a nice cup of tea with."
>>190286
Silver does have cigarettes if Posey wants any. Oddly enough, he hasn't felt the need to smoke since the quarry earlier.
Silver looks back at Blackheel to answer. "Not long at all." He then returns his attention to Primed Well. "Alright. We will get you and your soldiers well and ready to travel. After that we will need to move quickly, explosions tend to bring lot of attention."
Kira scrunches, lifting her pony half back up into the air and putting her forehooves on her "hips". "I said I'm a lamia. I'm from Zebrica. And if you're talking about the bulge in my stomach, that's a goat." She quickly qualifies this by saying, "That I paid the farmer for and had a nice cup of tea with."
>>190286
Silver does have cigarettes if Posey wants any. Oddly enough, he hasn't felt the need to smoke since the quarry earlier.
Okay even by spam standards that was terrible. You're on a website dedicated towards people who like magical technicolored quadrupedal equines, why do you think we want to look at pics of hairy naked women? Seriously, do some research and maybe you might actually get someone.
Who has the explosives and the camera? It's about time that we do what we came for. We need to torch the engine systems.
>>190286
He smiles, even blushes. His ears go down. He stops trying to close the door and places his forelegs up on the door, pushing open somewhat.
"Thanks miss... It's a navy rank. Been flyin' for near two years now."
>>190286
"I'll take one, if you don't mind" Primed Well responds. More than one of the communists comes closer after they whisper among themselves. Like offering milk to stray cats, Posey is likely to be swarmed by ponies soon.
>>190288
"Uh, uh, okay. They aren't really able to travel on their own, but-"
Scrunching himself, Primed Well looks to Kira and nods "Mhmmm, sure you did."
He smiles, even blushes. His ears go down. He stops trying to close the door and places his forelegs up on the door, pushing open somewhat.
"Thanks miss... It's a navy rank. Been flyin' for near two years now."
>>190286
"I'll take one, if you don't mind" Primed Well responds. More than one of the communists comes closer after they whisper among themselves. Like offering milk to stray cats, Posey is likely to be swarmed by ponies soon.
>>190288
"Uh, uh, okay. They aren't really able to travel on their own, but-"
Scrunching himself, Primed Well looks to Kira and nods "Mhmmm, sure you did."
>>190292
>"I'll take one, if you don't mind"
Posey passes him one of the vintage Victorian cigarettes from the petite antique box that she keeps only to make herself look cool (her taste for nicotine died when he lungs did).
>"I'll take one, if you don't mind"
Posey passes him one of the vintage Victorian cigarettes from the petite antique box that she keeps only to make herself look cool (her taste for nicotine died when he lungs did).
>>190292
>>190293
To prevent Posey from getting swarmed, Silver pulls out his own pack of Old Guard cigarettes and offers some fags to the commie ponies. "Кто-нибудь хочет?" He also offers one to Primed Well, levitating it over to him using his magic. "That is why we have our zebra to help with healing. I am also trained with patching creatures up in field, if needed."
Kira scrunches harder.
>>190293
To prevent Posey from getting swarmed, Silver pulls out his own pack of Old Guard cigarettes and offers some fags to the commie ponies. "Кто-нибудь хочет?" He also offers one to Primed Well, levitating it over to him using his magic. "That is why we have our zebra to help with healing. I am also trained with patching creatures up in field, if needed."
Kira scrunches harder.
>>190293
He takes it, leaning out of the door. She can see his indigo wings coming out through a hole in a brown-green uniform. He looks down at the cigarette.
"Huh... Never seen one like this before."
He remains in the doorway, not quite outside but not really allowing anypony inside, either.
He looks up towards Posey,
"Happen to have a light?"
>>190295
Silver is soon swarmed with communist ponies - three of them. All the same, Primed Well takes, or tries to take, the cigarette from Silver, leaning forward.
"A medic? Yes. Come here."
He does not look at the scrunchy-scary Kira
He takes it, leaning out of the door. She can see his indigo wings coming out through a hole in a brown-green uniform. He looks down at the cigarette.
"Huh... Never seen one like this before."
He remains in the doorway, not quite outside but not really allowing anypony inside, either.
He looks up towards Posey,
"Happen to have a light?"
>>190295
Silver is soon swarmed with communist ponies - three of them. All the same, Primed Well takes, or tries to take, the cigarette from Silver, leaning forward.
"A medic? Yes. Come here."
He does not look at the scrunchy-scary Kira
>>190296
Silver lights up the cigarettes for the three commie ponies, and when he manages to get free from the swarm, he heads up into the airship. He also offers Primed Well a light as he assesses the current condition of the ponies on board.
Silver lights up the cigarettes for the three commie ponies, and when he manages to get free from the swarm, he heads up into the airship. He also offers Primed Well a light as he assesses the current condition of the ponies on board.
>>190298
Silver figures that this pony is the expert, and if he's not worried about a lighter, then it's probably safe to have a lighter to light up a cigarettes.
Silver figures that this pony is the expert, and if he's not worried about a lighter, then it's probably safe to have a lighter to light up a cigarettes.
>>190298
Kek
Well, none of the lights cause fire. Evidently the localized concentrations of hydrogen - if there is any - are not strong enough.
>>190297
Finally, Primed Well moves out of the way and allows Silver inside.
The first and most notable thing that Silver sees is another pony, crouched silently and closer to the ground. He is white in color, evidently an earth pony, and is wearing a brown-green uniform that is stained in blood on the lower chest. He is holding wrench as a weapon, and has evidently been hiding out of view this entire time, making no sound. He looks up towards Silver with blue eyes and a leather aviator cap. To either side of the narrow way are various devices. Towards the bow from the rear are several desks next to large radios, and a map on another desk. There is a desk with dials and meters, and then at the very fore is a recognizable cockpit, raised above a sort of split lower level. Towards the back is the side turret of the machine gun, a set of valves and the like for what must be the engines, and a small door going out towards them, a sectioned off room that seems to hold... bombs? and beyond that, multiple beds in a bunk formation. At the very end is a large window for observation, presumably.
In two of the bunks are ponies, one with much blood.
Possibly the most interesting location is just before the cockpit, where there is a separate, lower room that must be some kind of navigation sight or turret or... something. There is a door to it that is closed, which has a window.
At the window of this small area, pressed against the glass, Silver can see the face of a pony. It's a bat pony stallion, pressing his muzzle against the glass, and both hooves to either side of the glass. He has a massive smile, and his lips, or sometimes his cheeks, distort against the glass. His pupils are dilated so wide that his irises cannot be seen. The way the light glistens in his eyes it's almost like stars, or snow in a snow globe. His fur is peppered grey and white, and he, too, wears a leather cap that ties around his head. His expression is almost like a small colt, full of wonder or excitement, who pears through a toy store display window before being allowed to enter.
Kek
Well, none of the lights cause fire. Evidently the localized concentrations of hydrogen - if there is any - are not strong enough.
>>190297
Finally, Primed Well moves out of the way and allows Silver inside.
The first and most notable thing that Silver sees is another pony, crouched silently and closer to the ground. He is white in color, evidently an earth pony, and is wearing a brown-green uniform that is stained in blood on the lower chest. He is holding wrench as a weapon, and has evidently been hiding out of view this entire time, making no sound. He looks up towards Silver with blue eyes and a leather aviator cap. To either side of the narrow way are various devices. Towards the bow from the rear are several desks next to large radios, and a map on another desk. There is a desk with dials and meters, and then at the very fore is a recognizable cockpit, raised above a sort of split lower level. Towards the back is the side turret of the machine gun, a set of valves and the like for what must be the engines, and a small door going out towards them, a sectioned off room that seems to hold... bombs? and beyond that, multiple beds in a bunk formation. At the very end is a large window for observation, presumably.
In two of the bunks are ponies, one with much blood.
Possibly the most interesting location is just before the cockpit, where there is a separate, lower room that must be some kind of navigation sight or turret or... something. There is a door to it that is closed, which has a window.
At the window of this small area, pressed against the glass, Silver can see the face of a pony. It's a bat pony stallion, pressing his muzzle against the glass, and both hooves to either side of the glass. He has a massive smile, and his lips, or sometimes his cheeks, distort against the glass. His pupils are dilated so wide that his irises cannot be seen. The way the light glistens in his eyes it's almost like stars, or snow in a snow globe. His fur is peppered grey and white, and he, too, wears a leather cap that ties around his head. His expression is almost like a small colt, full of wonder or excitement, who pears through a toy store display window before being allowed to enter.
>>190300
Posey follows after Silver, looking around the cabin wordlessly. Her first order of business is to attempt to charm any pony that meets her gaze, as she always does to take control of a situation.
Posey follows after Silver, looking around the cabin wordlessly. Her first order of business is to attempt to charm any pony that meets her gaze, as she always does to take control of a situation.
>>190300
Okay, priorities: assuming the crouching pony isn't going to attack them with his wrench, Silver immediately goes to the bunks and assesses the conditions of the ponies therein.
Okay, priorities: assuming the crouching pony isn't going to attack them with his wrench, Silver immediately goes to the bunks and assesses the conditions of the ponies therein.
>>190301
The blue-eyed pony blinks thrice, and says
"Hello"
The bat pony in the Bombardier's chamber stares back at Posey with pupils that are not the split, snake eyes of bat ponies, but wide enough to consume the eye. She can see her own reflection in them, surrounded by white flakes that move like nascent stars in the primordial universe. He smiles widely and opens his mouth, which looks rather dried.
>>190302
One is... asleep? Unconscious? Hard to say. The other has severe bleeding. There was a clear effort to stop the bleeding with town pieces of clothing. He is still breathing, and if he is conscious, he is unresponsive.
The blue-eyed pony blinks thrice, and says
"Hello"
The bat pony in the Bombardier's chamber stares back at Posey with pupils that are not the split, snake eyes of bat ponies, but wide enough to consume the eye. She can see her own reflection in them, surrounded by white flakes that move like nascent stars in the primordial universe. He smiles widely and opens his mouth, which looks rather dried.
>>190302
One is... asleep? Unconscious? Hard to say. The other has severe bleeding. There was a clear effort to stop the bleeding with town pieces of clothing. He is still breathing, and if he is conscious, he is unresponsive.
>>190303
Heal: Well, let's see what Silver can do to ensure this pony is properly stabilized, at least.
[1d20+5 = (19+5) = 24]
Heal: Well, let's see what Silver can do to ensure this pony is properly stabilized, at least.
[1d20+5 = (19+5) = 24]
>>190304
Silver can tell that the injuries are blunt force trauma, with ribs and broken bones puncturing lungs and causing internal bleeding as well as external. There's only so much that can be done, but Silver can sterilize the external wounds and also do as much as possible to reduce the bleeding. Silver has a potion to help coagulate the blood.
Silver can tell that the injuries are blunt force trauma, with ribs and broken bones puncturing lungs and causing internal bleeding as well as external. There's only so much that can be done, but Silver can sterilize the external wounds and also do as much as possible to reduce the bleeding. Silver has a potion to help coagulate the blood.
>>190305
Silver gives it to him to hopefully stop the internal bleeding, before turning his attention to the other unconscious pony in the bunks.
Silver gives it to him to hopefully stop the internal bleeding, before turning his attention to the other unconscious pony in the bunks.
>>190306
>>190309
Primed Well looks over to the bat pony, who has a full view down the center of the car with his wide, all-seeing eyes pressed against the glass
"Ah! He got loose. He's not supposed to be up like that." He says. He then answers Cavaliere's question,
"Since morning the morning. Maybe before."
>>190307
This one seems to be alive. Probably. Signs of injury are not obvious.
>>190306
The white earth pony stands up. He is trembling.
"Ensign Pinup Locker" He answers
>>190309
Primed Well looks over to the bat pony, who has a full view down the center of the car with his wide, all-seeing eyes pressed against the glass
"Ah! He got loose. He's not supposed to be up like that." He says. He then answers Cavaliere's question,
"Since morning the morning. Maybe before."
>>190307
This one seems to be alive. Probably. Signs of injury are not obvious.
>>190306
The white earth pony stands up. He is trembling.
"Ensign Pinup Locker" He answers
>>190313
Pinup Locker is an officer, however inexperienced, and naturally outranks a petty officer, so he would be in command.
Pinup Locker is an officer, however inexperienced, and naturally outranks a petty officer, so he would be in command.
>>190313
>>190315
Cavaliere talks to Primed Well softly. "You made the right choice tying up the batpony. However innocuous he may seem, he is controlled by a nefarious entity that by this method instigated a mutiny on the Stalliongrad ship you were following. Unfortunately it's capable of much more than that. Those noises you hear are skirmishes between its creatures and a far stronger Communist complement that has landed. Both sides are looking for us."
>>190315
Cavaliere talks to Primed Well softly. "You made the right choice tying up the batpony. However innocuous he may seem, he is controlled by a nefarious entity that by this method instigated a mutiny on the Stalliongrad ship you were following. Unfortunately it's capable of much more than that. Those noises you hear are skirmishes between its creatures and a far stronger Communist complement that has landed. Both sides are looking for us."
>>190320
Well we have two injured ponies, one of which needs to be brought to before the Traveler gets him, and however many possessed ponies we need to capture.
Also can we not just speed through this at lightspeed? We're not going to take a week to get through the airship, obviously, but we don't need to blow through the scene in two posts either.
Well we have two injured ponies, one of which needs to be brought to before the Traveler gets him, and however many possessed ponies we need to capture.
Also can we not just speed through this at lightspeed? We're not going to take a week to get through the airship, obviously, but we don't need to blow through the scene in two posts either.
>>190327
Alright. There's no hurry.
>however many possessed ponies we need to capture
Anything I should do? I guess I could see if rolling Hypnosis works. Even if the Traveller has their minds, they might still be vulnerable to enchantment from outside sources, at least temporarily. Maybe try to catch their attention and keep them fascinated for long enough for Silver, Cavalier and Mala to restrain. Idk though.
Alright. There's no hurry.
>however many possessed ponies we need to capture
Anything I should do? I guess I could see if rolling Hypnosis works. Even if the Traveller has their minds, they might still be vulnerable to enchantment from outside sources, at least temporarily. Maybe try to catch their attention and keep them fascinated for long enough for Silver, Cavalier and Mala to restrain. Idk though.
>>190330
>>190327
Posey approaches Silver
"How should we go about restraining the quarantined thralls? I have some military background in capture assignments, but my track record in capturing resistant ponies alive is... hit or miss... Cadaver collection was more of my specialty. I suppose we could just try knock them out, but in their state we cannot guarantee that they would not injure themselves if we fought them."
She ponders for a moment
"Perhaps I could use a little bit of trick-magic to distract them and counter the Traveller's influence for long enough for the rest of you to capture. It would require precise timing and coordination though. How does that sound to you, Silver?"
>>190327
Posey approaches Silver
"How should we go about restraining the quarantined thralls? I have some military background in capture assignments, but my track record in capturing resistant ponies alive is... hit or miss... Cadaver collection was more of my specialty. I suppose we could just try knock them out, but in their state we cannot guarantee that they would not injure themselves if we fought them."
She ponders for a moment
"Perhaps I could use a little bit of trick-magic to distract them and counter the Traveller's influence for long enough for the rest of you to capture. It would require precise timing and coordination though. How does that sound to you, Silver?"
>>190332
"I am not actually certain I could hypnotize very many at once though... My skills in the art are limited." she admits, her ears drooping
"I am not actually certain I could hypnotize very many at once though... My skills in the art are limited." she admits, her ears drooping
>>190313
Silver looks over at Primed Well. "Are there supposed to be more of you? There are four of you here, one who is clearly possessed by Traveler...where are rest?"
Silver looks over at Primed Well. "Are there supposed to be more of you? There are four of you here, one who is clearly possessed by Traveler...where are rest?"
>>190337
Posey's ears shoot upwards as a grim realization dawns on her.
"Oh no... Do you think the Traveller might have marched them away? I was afraid that it could happen..." she says, with subtle glare of annoyed-worry as she nervously glances in the direction of the Kostroma
Posey's ears shoot upwards as a grim realization dawns on her.
"Oh no... Do you think the Traveller might have marched them away? I was afraid that it could happen..." she says, with subtle glare of annoyed-worry as she nervously glances in the direction of the Kostroma
>>190316
Primed Well:
"Nothing has been right since we started tailing that ship. Before then, really. No shit it isn't normal. I don't know if it's a demon, some secret experiment or whatever. It's messing with our minds."
He blinks, and there is a pause.
"We need to move, don't we?"
Another pause,
"Did you see a set of ponies as you came up here?"
>>190317
He stands up next to Silver, facing perpendicular to him, and looks out a window. The window faces a set of rock, so there isn't much to actually see.
"Captain....." He closes his mouth and looks forward "Weary Weeks..."
"Father?" he says, looking forward. A smile slowly crosses his face. He slowly turns his head towards Silver.
"Father? I saw you. I feel you. I know you are close. You know, for so long I resented you. I was angry at you. I was angry at you for leaving me. Leaving little Tin Hat and mom and me while you went off with the Expedition. I was angry that you never came back. But now... now that I can feel you... again. Heh. Now that I know you are near... I can feel almost elation." His head is aimed towards Silver. it is unclear if he is talking to Silver or past him.
"Is that where you've been? The soft, green pastures of Elysium. It's gentle, nurturing sunlight. No. Where you've been had no light. But this will. We will. And not far away in the beyond realm. Not some 'other side,' but here. It's not a fairy tale. It's here. Heaven on Earth. Not material. Not immaterial. But all the best of both here. Can you feel it? It's coming here to us, and us to it. Father, I wish I had a mare to show you. But I was so afraid of doing like you, I... it seems silly now..."
He sits down and places his hooves on his head.
Primed Well:
"Nothing has been right since we started tailing that ship. Before then, really. No shit it isn't normal. I don't know if it's a demon, some secret experiment or whatever. It's messing with our minds."
He blinks, and there is a pause.
"We need to move, don't we?"
Another pause,
"Did you see a set of ponies as you came up here?"
>>190317
He stands up next to Silver, facing perpendicular to him, and looks out a window. The window faces a set of rock, so there isn't much to actually see.
"Captain....." He closes his mouth and looks forward "Weary Weeks..."
"Father?" he says, looking forward. A smile slowly crosses his face. He slowly turns his head towards Silver.
"Father? I saw you. I feel you. I know you are close. You know, for so long I resented you. I was angry at you. I was angry at you for leaving me. Leaving little Tin Hat and mom and me while you went off with the Expedition. I was angry that you never came back. But now... now that I can feel you... again. Heh. Now that I know you are near... I can feel almost elation." His head is aimed towards Silver. it is unclear if he is talking to Silver or past him.
"Is that where you've been? The soft, green pastures of Elysium. It's gentle, nurturing sunlight. No. Where you've been had no light. But this will. We will. And not far away in the beyond realm. Not some 'other side,' but here. It's not a fairy tale. It's here. Heaven on Earth. Not material. Not immaterial. But all the best of both here. Can you feel it? It's coming here to us, and us to it. Father, I wish I had a mare to show you. But I was so afraid of doing like you, I... it seems silly now..."
He sits down and places his hooves on his head.
>>190345
Silver gives the pony, Weary Weeks, a slap across the cheek. A light slap, not intended to hurt, but to jar him out of his stupor. "Listen, you just had demon from another dimension in your head, found in Skynavia and brought here on board Kostroma. It has taken over minds of multiple ponies on this island already with promises of 'True Harmony'. Whatever it showed you, whatever it promised you, fight against it. You do not want this thing inside your head. Do you hear me, soldier? Fight it!"
Silver gives the pony, Weary Weeks, a slap across the cheek. A light slap, not intended to hurt, but to jar him out of his stupor. "Listen, you just had demon from another dimension in your head, found in Skynavia and brought here on board Kostroma. It has taken over minds of multiple ponies on this island already with promises of 'True Harmony'. Whatever it showed you, whatever it promised you, fight against it. You do not want this thing inside your head. Do you hear me, soldier? Fight it!"
>>190345
>I don't know if it's a demon, some secret experiment or whatever. It's messing with our minds."
"It is not exactly a 'demon', per say, but for all intents and purposes that is close enough to describe it. An otherworldly entity of chaos has been infecting the minds of ponies on this island." Posey says
>"We need to move, don't we?"
"We will soon, yes."
>"Did you see a set of ponies as you came up here?"
"We sat some communists fighting monsters on the way here. Are you referring to the rest of your crew? Did they wander off?"
>deranged ramblings
"Oh, for the love of-...!"
Posey rushes over and pulls out a bone pendulum, waving it back and forth in front of the pony, attempting to counter the creeping silent influence with hypnosis as she did with Pipette
"Calm down. Stay with us now. Look into my eyes. Listen to my voice."
Hypnosis check
[1d20+8 = (8+8) = 16]
>I don't know if it's a demon, some secret experiment or whatever. It's messing with our minds."
"It is not exactly a 'demon', per say, but for all intents and purposes that is close enough to describe it. An otherworldly entity of chaos has been infecting the minds of ponies on this island." Posey says
>"We need to move, don't we?"
"We will soon, yes."
>"Did you see a set of ponies as you came up here?"
"We sat some communists fighting monsters on the way here. Are you referring to the rest of your crew? Did they wander off?"
>deranged ramblings
"Oh, for the love of-...!"
Posey rushes over and pulls out a bone pendulum, waving it back and forth in front of the pony, attempting to counter the creeping silent influence with hypnosis as she did with Pipette
"Calm down. Stay with us now. Look into my eyes. Listen to my voice."
Hypnosis check
[1d20+8 = (8+8) = 16]
>>190346
In the moment that Silver slaps him, his pupils dilate, and he seems to refocus, tending towards the then-closing in Posey. But it does not hold
"Fighting? Is that not what we've done our whole lives? Fight? Have you forgotten what you are fighting for? Harmony - Harmony, friendship, you can't get that in this body. You must transcend the self. Return to the Universe but do not lose the self. Sielu on vahvempi kuin luulet. Vaikka jumala söisi sen, se ei häviä, vaan sulautuu muiden kanssa. Miksi pelätä kuolemaa? Mitä sinulla oikeastaan on menetettävää? Etkö näe, mitä voisit voittaa?"
His eyes tremble and tick, as if trying to focus on the swaying bone, but not entirely succeeding. His pupils are massive, and see much.
In the moment that Silver slaps him, his pupils dilate, and he seems to refocus, tending towards the then-closing in Posey. But it does not hold
"Fighting? Is that not what we've done our whole lives? Fight? Have you forgotten what you are fighting for? Harmony - Harmony, friendship, you can't get that in this body. You must transcend the self. Return to the Universe but do not lose the self. Sielu on vahvempi kuin luulet. Vaikka jumala söisi sen, se ei häviä, vaan sulautuu muiden kanssa. Miksi pelätä kuolemaa? Mitä sinulla oikeastaan on menetettävää? Etkö näe, mitä voisit voittaa?"
His eyes tremble and tick, as if trying to focus on the swaying bone, but not entirely succeeding. His pupils are massive, and see much.
>>190349
>But it does not hold
Well, that didn't work... What could bring him back to reality? Hmmmmm..
"Desperate times call for desperate measures..." Posey says, sighing as her horn glows bright
She telekinetically grabs him by the balls, and squeezes sharply.
Per the BoVD, this uses the Intimidate skill:
[1d20+15 = (20+15) = 35]
>But it does not hold
Well, that didn't work... What could bring him back to reality? Hmmmmm..
"Desperate times call for desperate measures..." Posey says, sighing as her horn glows bright
She telekinetically grabs him by the balls, and squeezes sharply.
Per the BoVD, this uses the Intimidate skill:
[1d20+15 = (20+15) = 35]
>>190350
Even Silver reflexively reaches for his own sack on that one, slumping down as he gets hit with a wave of sympathy pain.
Even Silver reflexively reaches for his own sack on that one, slumping down as he gets hit with a wave of sympathy pain.
>>190350
His pupils do not decrease in size,
"Он пришёл ко мне во сне. Он показал - Neigh!"
He falls to the ground. "Oww..." And starts to turn over, on his back. "Oww..."
He breathes in through his teeth
His pupils do not decrease in size,
"Он пришёл ко мне во сне. Он показал - Neigh!"
He falls to the ground. "Oww..." And starts to turn over, on his back. "Oww..."
He breathes in through his teeth
>>190353
Silver is slow to get up, himself. His balls ache now. "You back with us in world of sane ponies, Captain?"
Silver is slow to get up, himself. His balls ache now. "You back with us in world of sane ponies, Captain?"
>>190353
"Pain is something I grew to appreciate as a warrior. The path of an Eldritch warmagus is one of loneliness and disassociation. Pain is what grounds the living in reality, lest they forget the dangers before them." Posey says, with a flat tone
She stands over the stallion
"Did that do it for you?"
"Pain is something I grew to appreciate as a warrior. The path of an Eldritch warmagus is one of loneliness and disassociation. Pain is what grounds the living in reality, lest they forget the dangers before them." Posey says, with a flat tone
She stands over the stallion
"Did that do it for you?"
>>190356
Silver: "Grabbed and twisted." Silver looks out, and calls to the commies ponies. "По-видимому, достаточно скрутить гениталии одержимого существа, чтобы вывести его из этого состояния."
Turning his attention back to Primed, Silver asks again, "What did happen to rest of your group?"
Silver: "Grabbed and twisted." Silver looks out, and calls to the commies ponies. "По-видимому, достаточно скрутить гениталии одержимого существа, чтобы вывести его из этого состояния."
Turning his attention back to Primed, Silver asks again, "What did happen to rest of your group?"
>>190356
>"What is wrong with you..."
"If you would really like to get to know me, we could talk about it over a drink when we get home, but for now we have more pressing matters at hoof." Posey say with a coquettish smirk that betrays the underlying storm of psychopathy, and a playful swish of her tail
>"Did you just grab the Captain's balls?"
"I do what I must." she replies, nonchalantly
>"What is wrong with you..."
"If you would really like to get to know me, we could talk about it over a drink when we get home, but for now we have more pressing matters at hoof." Posey say with a coquettish smirk that betrays the underlying storm of psychopathy, and a playful swish of her tail
>"Did you just grab the Captain's balls?"
"I do what I must." she replies, nonchalantly
>>190358
>По-видимому, достаточно скрутить гениталии одержимого существа, чтобы вывести его из этого состояния
Now we know how to take them out, Commissar. Spread the word.
Primed Well's mouth hangs open,
"You let the commies over here? Why are you speaking to them? You... uh, uh"
>>190359
"Gack..." He is still on the floor, wincing in pain
>По-видимому, достаточно скрутить гениталии одержимого существа, чтобы вывести его из этого состояния
Now we know how to take them out, Commissar. Spread the word.
Primed Well's mouth hangs open,
"You let the commies over here? Why are you speaking to them? You... uh, uh"
>>190359
"Gack..." He is still on the floor, wincing in pain
>>190360
Silver: "We are all allies against Traveler and its summons. Also they are being hunted by Spetsnaz because of their knowledge about Traveler. Important thing is that you have not answered our question, yet. I count five ponies, there should be three more."
Silver: "We are all allies against Traveler and its summons. Also they are being hunted by Spetsnaz because of their knowledge about Traveler. Important thing is that you have not answered our question, yet. I count five ponies, there should be three more."
>>190361
He stares at Silver, and loudly exhales. Then inhales.
"The Lieutenant went out with a few able-bodied ponies looking for help. Did you see them?"
He looks past Silver, towards the Captain on the floor
He stares at Silver, and loudly exhales. Then inhales.
"The Lieutenant went out with a few able-bodied ponies looking for help. Did you see them?"
He looks past Silver, towards the Captain on the floor
>>190360
"It appears as though you are with us once more. If you feel yourself slipping away again, I will be here to bring you back to your senses." she says, with a cold glare
"Silver can explain the situation to you." because I have to sleep
"It appears as though you are with us once more. If you feel yourself slipping away again, I will be here to bring you back to your senses." she says, with a cold glare
"Silver can explain the situation to you." because I have to sleep
>>190362
Silver blinks once, then twice, lifts his head up into the air, then...
"СЕЛЕСТИЯ, ТРАХНИ МЕНЯ СВОИМ РОГОМ И ОСТАВЬ МНЕ БЕСПОРЯДОК!"
The outburst is loud enough to cause the ears of the creatures inside the airship to ring, with how it bounces and echoes off of the metal floor, ceiling, and walls. Even Kira from outside holds her sensitive ears in apparent discomfort.
After the ringing has gone down enough that he can be heard, the rather upset Silver looks at Primed with irises that have turned from their normal light blue to red. Their gaze feels like it burns straight through the stallion. "In which direction did they go?"
Silver blinks once, then twice, lifts his head up into the air, then...
"СЕЛЕСТИЯ, ТРАХНИ МЕНЯ СВОИМ РОГОМ И ОСТАВЬ МНЕ БЕСПОРЯДОК!"
The outburst is loud enough to cause the ears of the creatures inside the airship to ring, with how it bounces and echoes off of the metal floor, ceiling, and walls. Even Kira from outside holds her sensitive ears in apparent discomfort.
After the ringing has gone down enough that he can be heard, the rather upset Silver looks at Primed with irises that have turned from their normal light blue to red. Their gaze feels like it burns straight through the stallion. "In which direction did they go?"
>>190364
Primed Well sits down and leans back, eyes wide, ears down and back. He timidly raises a hoof, and points to his right and somewhat forward.
Primed Well sits down and leans back, eyes wide, ears down and back. He timidly raises a hoof, and points to his right and somewhat forward.
>>190365
Silver raises his hooves towards the display in a show of "what am I supposed to do with this", before speaking out loud and authoritatively with "Use your words."
Silver raises his hooves towards the display in a show of "what am I supposed to do with this", before speaking out loud and authoritatively with "Use your words."
>>190366
"... D-down the hill. Somewhere. I don't know exactly where. They were looking for a plane that was passing by."
"... D-down the hill. Somewhere. I don't know exactly where. They were looking for a plane that was passing by."
>>190367
Silver closes his eyes, breathing in and out slowly. In and out. In and out. When he opens them, Primed can see Silver's red irises shift from red to purple and then back to blue. His voice returns to its normal level of volume and authority. "How long ago?"
Silver closes his eyes, breathing in and out slowly. In and out. In and out. When he opens them, Primed can see Silver's red irises shift from red to purple and then back to blue. His voice returns to its normal level of volume and authority. "How long ago?"
"If there are airponies missing, it is plausible that they have been captured or enthralled by The Traveller. If that is the case, they would likely be at the Kostroma. Either that, or they may have sought out telecommunications devices and shelter in the lighthouse." Posey remarks
>>190362
>>190364
>The Lieutenant went out with a few able-bodied ponies looking for help. Did you see them?
>"In which direction did they go?"
Posey speaks up
"If they help during daylight, their trail should still be fresh. Travelling in a group, they would not be difficult to track."
She turns to Kira
"Kira, be a dear and use that tongue of yours to tell us what direction the Lieutenant went in."
>>190364
>The Lieutenant went out with a few able-bodied ponies looking for help. Did you see them?
>"In which direction did they go?"
Posey speaks up
"If they help during daylight, their trail should still be fresh. Travelling in a group, they would not be difficult to track."
She turns to Kira
"Kira, be a dear and use that tongue of yours to tell us what direction the Lieutenant went in."
>>190373
Kira: "I'm not a deer, I'm a lamia."
Survival: All the same, Kira flicks her tongue out into the air to try to get a whiff of the Lieutenant's trail.
[1d20+11 = (17+11) = 28]
Kira: "I'm not a deer, I'm a lamia."
Survival: All the same, Kira flicks her tongue out into the air to try to get a whiff of the Lieutenant's trail.
[1d20+11 = (17+11) = 28]
Cavaliere mentions, "Before you go off alone, Miss, I should accompany you on the way. The others are badly needed here."
That is unless anypony wants to go instead.
That is unless anypony wants to go instead.
>>190377
"We do not need to follow them just yet. We just need to know where they went off to so that we may plan our next move."
"We do not need to follow them just yet. We just need to know where they went off to so that we may plan our next move."
>>190375
I'm going to roll to assist, in the unlikely event that 28 isn't enough.
[1d20+1 = (10+1) = 11]
I'm going to roll to assist, in the unlikely event that 28 isn't enough.
[1d20+1 = (10+1) = 11]
>>190377
Cavalier has the track feat, so he is able to follow tracks with DCs above 10. If he assists Kira's Track check in the same way a trained falcon would, he could provide a bird's eye view and more readily determine where the airponies went.
Knowing what direction the airponies went would let us determine what to do next, since we already decided to find them before we raided the Kostroma.
Cavalier has the track feat, so he is able to follow tracks with DCs above 10. If he assists Kira's Track check in the same way a trained falcon would, he could provide a bird's eye view and more readily determine where the airponies went.
Knowing what direction the airponies went would let us determine what to do next, since we already decided to find them before we raided the Kostroma.
>>190405
With Garv tracking from the air and Kira from the ground, they absolutely can find where they went!
With Garv tracking from the air and Kira from the ground, they absolutely can find where they went!
Cavaliere frown at Posey's "treatment" but says nothing of it. To the captain he says, "We're sorry about that, Captain, but you have no idea what kind of danger you and your crew are in. Please get yourself composed. You have three ponies missing, lead by your lieutenant. Do you have any information that can help us find them?"
>>190405
I suppose I can roll now, but I hope we can get some feedback to help save their lives.
Track: [1d20+3 = (4+3) = 7]
>>190405
I suppose I can roll now, but I hope we can get some feedback to help save their lives.
Track: [1d20+3 = (4+3) = 7]
>>190411
Does Cavalier have balls?
>7
Even if his check fails, he should be able to assist Kira's roll, or at least I think that's how it's supposed to work (I was looking at lines for having a pet bird assist a Ranger).
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"Yes, any information would be helpful, particularly their colors, so that we may spot them at a distance."
Does Cavalier have balls?
>7
Even if his check fails, he should be able to assist Kira's roll, or at least I think that's how it's supposed to work (I was looking at lines for having a pet bird assist a Ranger).
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"Yes, any information would be helpful, particularly their colors, so that we may spot them at a distance."
>>190415
I guess Posey should know more about griffin anatomy by now. She did eat most of Luminous's body.
>It's up to Posey to find out for herself.
Hmmm, that sounds like a challenge.
I guess Posey should know more about griffin anatomy by now. She did eat most of Luminous's body.
>It's up to Posey to find out for herself.
Hmmm, that sounds like a challenge.
>>190375
Silly Posey, lamias aren't deer. There's quite the difference...
Kira has a disadvantage in trying to find the Lieutenant: she doesn't actually know what he smells like. However, Kira can at least smell ponies, given that they have a distinct smell from other forms of prey. They smell of... friendship. This time, she's at least downwind.
flick flick
Nothing
flick flick
Hmmm.....
flick flick
Yep. There it is. friendship.
Kira can smell it. Besides multiple hits not terribly far from her own location that could absolutely be the lieutenant, but could also very much not be the lieutenant, she can also taste several ponies on the opposite side of the bay - Yes, near the light house - as well as several more in the ninth century village on the southern bay, nearer the Kostroma.
>>190416
concern
Silly Posey, lamias aren't deer. There's quite the difference...
Kira has a disadvantage in trying to find the Lieutenant: she doesn't actually know what he smells like. However, Kira can at least smell ponies, given that they have a distinct smell from other forms of prey. They smell of... friendship. This time, she's at least downwind.
flick flick
Nothing
flick flick
Hmmm.....
flick flick
Yep. There it is. friendship.
Kira can smell it. Besides multiple hits not terribly far from her own location that could absolutely be the lieutenant, but could also very much not be the lieutenant, she can also taste several ponies on the opposite side of the bay - Yes, near the light house - as well as several more in the ninth century village on the southern bay, nearer the Kostroma.
>>190416
concern
>>190429
Kira excited calls out to the others. "I can smell them! Should I go after them and bring them back before something happens to them?"
Kira excited calls out to the others. "I can smell them! Should I go after them and bring them back before something happens to them?"
>>190431
The captain is starting to get up, but it’s Primed Well who answers first.
“There’s a blanket he used. Then again I think Day Chaser also used it…”
Pinup Locker speaks:
“Day Chaser went too. But the lieutenant left his cap.”
The captain is starting to get up, but it’s Primed Well who answers first.
“There’s a blanket he used. Then again I think Day Chaser also used it…”
Pinup Locker speaks:
“Day Chaser went too. But the lieutenant left his cap.”
>>190430
Cavaliere responds, "That should be enough to narrow down a direction. Can you make use of these, Ms. Kirafiki?"
Cavaliere responds, "That should be enough to narrow down a direction. Can you make use of these, Ms. Kirafiki?"
>>190432
"That might work. Bring them to Kira."
Posey pauses for a moment, as it reminiscing on something. She turns away and subtly smirks, wordlessly.
"That might work. Bring them to Kira."
Posey pauses for a moment, as it reminiscing on something. She turns away and subtly smirks, wordlessly.
>>190431
>>190432
>>190433
>>190434
Kira: "I shouldn't need it, but maybe it wouldn't hurt to have it, too." Looking out in the direction in which she thinks she smells the missing ponies, Kira frowns. "I need to hurry and find them, before something bad happens to them. The rest of you should stay here and get the airponies moving. Garv, would you come with me? You can keep a lookout from the air, and help me if we get attacked or we meet the missing ponies and they freak out."
>>190432
>>190433
>>190434
Kira: "I shouldn't need it, but maybe it wouldn't hurt to have it, too." Looking out in the direction in which she thinks she smells the missing ponies, Kira frowns. "I need to hurry and find them, before something bad happens to them. The rest of you should stay here and get the airponies moving. Garv, would you come with me? You can keep a lookout from the air, and help me if we get attacked or we meet the missing ponies and they freak out."
>>190435
He nods to the snakepony. "I'll help you out. Let's cover what ground we can with the light that's left."
I can't play for the rest of tonight. If you want to carry on, Cavaliere can help with any actions you want to take.
He nods to the snakepony. "I'll help you out. Let's cover what ground we can with the light that's left."
I can't play for the rest of tonight. If you want to carry on, Cavaliere can help with any actions you want to take.
>>190436
Kira smiles at the griffon, replying with a "Thank you, Cavaliere!" before slithering off in the direction of the scent, with her griffon companion taking off and following in the air.
Customary Spot and Listen rolls to be perceptive of anything out of the ordinary:
Spot: [1d20+8 = (6+8) = 14]
Listen: [1d20+8 = (10+8) = 18]
Okie dokie!
Kira smiles at the griffon, replying with a "Thank you, Cavaliere!" before slithering off in the direction of the scent, with her griffon companion taking off and following in the air.
Customary Spot and Listen rolls to be perceptive of anything out of the ordinary:
Spot: [1d20+8 = (6+8) = 14]
Listen: [1d20+8 = (10+8) = 18]
Okie dokie!
Also, just so there's no confusion: the direction Kira and Garv are traveling in is towards the group of ponies that are neither near the lighthouse nor in the village.
Wait, are Kira and Cavalier going all the way to the airponies, or just confirming where they are?
>>190439
Kira and Cavaliere are going off in search of the missing airponies, before something bad happens to them like them getting captured by either the GRU or the Traveler. The rest of the group was asked by Kira to stay behind and finish getting the ponies at the airship ready to travel.
Kira and Cavaliere are going off in search of the missing airponies, before something bad happens to them like them getting captured by either the GRU or the Traveler. The rest of the group was asked by Kira to stay behind and finish getting the ponies at the airship ready to travel.
>>190440
You do realize that it is plausible that the Lieutenant's group have been enthralled by The Traveller, right? It may turn into a fight if you find them.
I don't oppose stating behind though. Just don't kill them.
You do realize that it is plausible that the Lieutenant's group have been enthralled by The Traveller, right? It may turn into a fight if you find them.
I don't oppose stating behind though. Just don't kill them.
>>190442
Don't worry, Kira's super stealthy. And if they're possessed and they come to blows, Kira will try to intimidate the ponies by making it out like she's gonna eat them. That might be enough to at least temporarily break them out of the Traveler's hold.
Don't worry, Kira's super stealthy. And if they're possessed and they come to blows, Kira will try to intimidate the ponies by making it out like she's gonna eat them. That might be enough to at least temporarily break them out of the Traveler's hold.
>>190437
flick flick
Kira can taste the frienship. It's not coming from within the airship - to be sure, she can smell that too. No. It's not that far away at all, a few hundred meters or so. Down the hill. Kira slithers along her way, along the thin winter grass and across the rock and gravel towards her equine quarry. The sea fog continues to obscure her field of vision ahead, but her olfactory sense becomes more acute. Whereas before the stronger, sudden gusts of wind would blow away the subtler smells and hints, now, even the sustained flow of air up the side of the hill cannot blow away the smell of ponies - ponies who are relatively clean and of subtler scent - and of the rubber, cloth, wood, steel, and guncotton they carry besides. She slithers through the ill-defined grey until she descends from the otherworldly grey hilltop to the side of the bay.
As she descends below the cloud layer, she sees the rim of the great north bay, and more importantly, she sees her prey. Twelve of them. Twelve friends. They wear thick rubber masks with goggles and filters that obscure their muzzles and eyes. They wear big, rounded, green-painted steel helmets over their heads, and where their manes and tails stick out they are tied up. They wear long, thick tan leather jackets, and beneath those, thick green nylon vests. Most carry long, wooden rifles, but one carries what must be bigger than a rifle, and another one - is it two? - carry a wooden device much shorter, while at least two have no visible arms at all. Two of them are mares, and the remainder are likely stallions, though it's honestly hard to tell with all of the clothing, and even the mares are distinguished only because of the thinner masks that show off the features of tan and white faces. The entire group proceeds upwards in a careful trot, up the side of the hill, and towards Kira's position.
flick flick
Kira can taste the frienship. It's not coming from within the airship - to be sure, she can smell that too. No. It's not that far away at all, a few hundred meters or so. Down the hill. Kira slithers along her way, along the thin winter grass and across the rock and gravel towards her equine quarry. The sea fog continues to obscure her field of vision ahead, but her olfactory sense becomes more acute. Whereas before the stronger, sudden gusts of wind would blow away the subtler smells and hints, now, even the sustained flow of air up the side of the hill cannot blow away the smell of ponies - ponies who are relatively clean and of subtler scent - and of the rubber, cloth, wood, steel, and guncotton they carry besides. She slithers through the ill-defined grey until she descends from the otherworldly grey hilltop to the side of the bay.
As she descends below the cloud layer, she sees the rim of the great north bay, and more importantly, she sees her prey. Twelve of them. Twelve friends. They wear thick rubber masks with goggles and filters that obscure their muzzles and eyes. They wear big, rounded, green-painted steel helmets over their heads, and where their manes and tails stick out they are tied up. They wear long, thick tan leather jackets, and beneath those, thick green nylon vests. Most carry long, wooden rifles, but one carries what must be bigger than a rifle, and another one - is it two? - carry a wooden device much shorter, while at least two have no visible arms at all. Two of them are mares, and the remainder are likely stallions, though it's honestly hard to tell with all of the clothing, and even the mares are distinguished only because of the thinner masks that show off the features of tan and white faces. The entire group proceeds upwards in a careful trot, up the side of the hill, and towards Kira's position.
>>190451
Hide : Kira's immediate concern is making sure she's hidden from the view of these approaching ponies.
[1d20+13 = (1+13) = 14]
Once she feels safely out of sight, she takes the Lieutenant's cap gotten from the airship and checks if the specific smell of friendship on the cap matches the smell of friendship of any of these ponies.
Hide : Kira's immediate concern is making sure she's hidden from the view of these approaching ponies.
[1d20+13 = (1+13) = 14]
Once she feels safely out of sight, she takes the Lieutenant's cap gotten from the airship and checks if the specific smell of friendship on the cap matches the smell of friendship of any of these ponies.
>>190452
The ponies look around, and one looks up towards Kira. He extends a hoof.
"Впереди. Ужасное явление. Рядом с"
Another speaks,
"Да, товарищ. Я это вижу"
He points out, and the ponies start to crouch and move out, advancing but more slowly, and one, now two rifles are leveled at Kira. This happens even as Kira may feel safe.
The ponies look around, and one looks up towards Kira. He extends a hoof.
"Впереди. Ужасное явление. Рядом с"
Another speaks,
"Да, товарищ. Я это вижу"
He points out, and the ponies start to crouch and move out, advancing but more slowly, and one, now two rifles are leveled at Kira. This happens even as Kira may feel safe.
>>190451
Cavaliere also attempts to hide, and silently move to the left of the group of ponies.
Hide: [1d20+3 = (20+3) = 23]
Move silently: [1d20+11 = (20+11) = 31]
Cavaliere also attempts to hide, and silently move to the left of the group of ponies.
Hide: [1d20+3 = (20+3) = 23]
Move silently: [1d20+11 = (20+11) = 31]
>>190454
Not good. Kira's an experienced enough hunter to know that these ponies are currently hunting her. And she's fairly certain that none of the ponies from the airship would speak that weird Severyanan language that Silver and the commie ponies speak. This must be a group of the GRU ponies. This is bad, especially with them being so close to the airship.
Kira very quickly weighs her options. She thinks she's been seen, and she needs to make a decision now. Seeing that they're weighed down with equipment, Kira quickly formulates a plan. She starts with trying to stall these ponies. Keeping the radio behind her and out of sight, Kira presses the transmit button with one of her forelegs so the party can hear her over the radio while she waves to the ponies with the other. She speaks fairly loudly to make she she's heard over the radio.
"Oh, uh, hi there! W-what are you fine gentleponies doing on this fine day? Do...do any of you happen to speak Ponish?"
Not good. Kira's an experienced enough hunter to know that these ponies are currently hunting her. And she's fairly certain that none of the ponies from the airship would speak that weird Severyanan language that Silver and the commie ponies speak. This must be a group of the GRU ponies. This is bad, especially with them being so close to the airship.
Kira very quickly weighs her options. She thinks she's been seen, and she needs to make a decision now. Seeing that they're weighed down with equipment, Kira quickly formulates a plan. She starts with trying to stall these ponies. Keeping the radio behind her and out of sight, Kira presses the transmit button with one of her forelegs so the party can hear her over the radio while she waves to the ponies with the other. She speaks fairly loudly to make she she's heard over the radio.
"Oh, uh, hi there! W-what are you fine gentleponies doing on this fine day? Do...do any of you happen to speak Ponish?"
>>190455
This isn't super easy as the group has spread out. However, they are distracted, and Cavaliere seems unseen.
>>190457
Speaking to each other, "Это первое мерзкое создание, которое говорит с нами?"
Replying,
"Это все еще чуждо, и оно говорит с нами на иностранном языке. Держи глаза открытыми. Никогда не было просто одного. Будь готов."
But they don't speak to Kira at all. They speak to each other.
Two ponies start to move towards Kira rapidly, prompting one carrying a thicker rifle to raise a hoof in the air:
"Стой! Нет, ты дурак. Он пытается завести тебя в засаду в тумане. Оставайтесь вместе."
This isn't super easy as the group has spread out. However, they are distracted, and Cavaliere seems unseen.
>>190457
Speaking to each other, "Это первое мерзкое создание, которое говорит с нами?"
Replying,
"Это все еще чуждо, и оно говорит с нами на иностранном языке. Держи глаза открытыми. Никогда не было просто одного. Будь готов."
But they don't speak to Kira at all. They speak to each other.
Two ponies start to move towards Kira rapidly, prompting one carrying a thicker rifle to raise a hoof in the air:
"Стой! Нет, ты дурак. Он пытается завести тебя в засаду в тумане. Оставайтесь вместе."
>>190458
Kira tries slowly moving away from the location of the airponies, drawing these GRU ponies away from her compatriots. She really hopes the others can hear all of this over the radio she's transmitting from.
"H-hey, you all kinda have me at a disadvantage here. You know, speaking all of that...Severyanan? I think? And...pointing all of those...gulp...guns in my direction...I-I'm just a scared, lonely lamia, on an island full of monsters."
Kira tries slowly moving away from the location of the airponies, drawing these GRU ponies away from her compatriots. She really hopes the others can hear all of this over the radio she's transmitting from.
"H-hey, you all kinda have me at a disadvantage here. You know, speaking all of that...Severyanan? I think? And...pointing all of those...gulp...guns in my direction...I-I'm just a scared, lonely lamia, on an island full of monsters."
>>190458
Cavaliere remains in his hiding spot, waiting to see what happens. If only he spoke Severyanan….
Cavaliere remains in his hiding spot, waiting to see what happens. If only he spoke Severyanan….
>>190460
>>190459
"Почему он говорит с нами?" Says one,
The one with the larger rifle, the one who stands taller replies:
"Имеет ли это значение? Ты и так хорошо знаешь, чего оно хочет. У него плохие намерения. Оно говорит только чтобы обмануть. Какой-то бедный иностранец, должно быть, стал его жертвой, и теперь оно лишило его способности говорить.Мы не будем молчать. Мы ответим звуком наших пушек. Будь на чеку, за туманом и под камнями притаились другие."
The group as a whole moves a bit to the right, away from Cavaliere but towards Kira, slowly and delibertely.
But then two raise their rifles, take aim at Kira, and
CRACK
[1d20+5 = (17+5) = 22]
[2d8 = 8]
CRACK
[1d20+5 = (3+5) = 8]
[2d8 = 9]
>>190459
"Почему он говорит с нами?" Says one,
The one with the larger rifle, the one who stands taller replies:
"Имеет ли это значение? Ты и так хорошо знаешь, чего оно хочет. У него плохие намерения. Оно говорит только чтобы обмануть. Какой-то бедный иностранец, должно быть, стал его жертвой, и теперь оно лишило его способности говорить.Мы не будем молчать. Мы ответим звуком наших пушек. Будь на чеку, за туманом и под камнями притаились другие."
The group as a whole moves a bit to the right, away from Cavaliere but towards Kira, slowly and delibertely.
But then two raise their rifles, take aim at Kira, and
CRACK
[1d20+5 = (17+5) = 22]
[2d8 = 8]
CRACK
[1d20+5 = (3+5) = 8]
[2d8 = 9]
Posey combs her mane and redoes her war bun, slipping back into spiky bone armor. She pins her mane with throwing needles and securing the blades to her braid and tail.
She takes time to make sure she looks fabulously terrifying, humming to herself merrily as she goes. She makes no effort to hide her excitement for battle.
She takes time to make sure she looks fabulously terrifying, humming to herself merrily as she goes. She makes no effort to hide her excitement for battle.
>>190464
Is this encounter going to involve me? I thought Cavalier and Kira were going solo. I do need to sleep soon, but I can stay up if I'm involved.
Is this encounter going to involve me? I thought Cavalier and Kira were going solo. I do need to sleep soon, but I can stay up if I'm involved.
>>190464
Without knowing what circumstances he is experiencing, I'll adjourn by saying that whatever situation he is experiencing, he was EXPECTING to hear gunfire, and is thereby in a position to not be distracted by and/or take advantage of any enemy movements and responses to the stimuli.
On the one hand, it gives him a prime opportunity to observe how the enemy force responds to unanticipated stimuli. Are they coordinated, like a unit of individuals? Are they more organic like those led by a hive mind?
I'll be happy to roll any requisite insight/wisdom checks to discern (if discernable) whether any reactionaries are thinkin for themselves.
On the other hand, it could afford him an opportunity to sneak,... closer
Without knowing what circumstances he is experiencing, I'll adjourn by saying that whatever situation he is experiencing, he was EXPECTING to hear gunfire, and is thereby in a position to not be distracted by and/or take advantage of any enemy movements and responses to the stimuli.
On the one hand, it gives him a prime opportunity to observe how the enemy force responds to unanticipated stimuli. Are they coordinated, like a unit of individuals? Are they more organic like those led by a hive mind?
I'll be happy to roll any requisite insight/wisdom checks to discern (if discernable) whether any reactionaries are thinkin for themselves.
On the other hand, it could afford him an opportunity to sneak,... closer
>>190461
The second bullet misses, but the first...
"HISS!"
There's a spray of blood as the rifle bullet hits Kira, punching easily through her leather lamellar armor that was never meant to stop bullets and goes through the side of her pony half.
She has one trick up her sleeve she didn't want to half to use already, but Kira feels like it's an appropriate enough emergency...
Putting the radio away, Kira offers up a prayer to Ouroboros and the spirits of nature. Putting her hooves together, she speaks to them, "Come on, guys...I really need you here...help me..." To her surprise and delight, her hooves start glowing with a holy light, getting her to chuckle and smile. Closing her eyes and yelling with determination she slams them into the earth below her, the light spreading from her hooves along the ground towards the middle of the group of Spetsnaz ponies.
Entangle: All of a sudden, the grass around the hooves of the Spetsnaz troops grows and wraps around their legs, holding them in place. Even where the ground is bare, new grass, previously asleep but now roused by Kira's magic, sprouts from the ground to aid their brethren in keeping the ponies from moving.
This spell affects a very large radius around the center of the group of commie ponies (around 640 ft. (400 ft. + 40ft. per caster level)). The spell lasts for 6 minutes (1 minute per caster level). For the duration of the spell, all of the commies in the area move at half speed, and the plants in the area will attempt to entangle all of the commies, requiring succeeding on a Reflex check or else becoming entangled (I think the DC is 20? It doesn't say on the SRD.). Ponies who are entangled may take a full round action to break free by succeeding on either a DC 20 Strength check or a DC 20 Escape Artist check. Every round, the plants in the area will attempt to re-entangle anyone who either avoids entanglement or manages to break free.
With her standard action taken care of, Kira attempts to flee into the clouds, taking care to travel away from the airship as to not lead the GRU towards her friends.
The second bullet misses, but the first...
"HISS!"
There's a spray of blood as the rifle bullet hits Kira, punching easily through her leather lamellar armor that was never meant to stop bullets and goes through the side of her pony half.
She has one trick up her sleeve she didn't want to half to use already, but Kira feels like it's an appropriate enough emergency...
Putting the radio away, Kira offers up a prayer to Ouroboros and the spirits of nature. Putting her hooves together, she speaks to them, "Come on, guys...I really need you here...help me..." To her surprise and delight, her hooves start glowing with a holy light, getting her to chuckle and smile. Closing her eyes and yelling with determination she slams them into the earth below her, the light spreading from her hooves along the ground towards the middle of the group of Spetsnaz ponies.
Entangle: All of a sudden, the grass around the hooves of the Spetsnaz troops grows and wraps around their legs, holding them in place. Even where the ground is bare, new grass, previously asleep but now roused by Kira's magic, sprouts from the ground to aid their brethren in keeping the ponies from moving.
This spell affects a very large radius around the center of the group of commie ponies (around 640 ft. (400 ft. + 40ft. per caster level)). The spell lasts for 6 minutes (1 minute per caster level). For the duration of the spell, all of the commies in the area move at half speed, and the plants in the area will attempt to entangle all of the commies, requiring succeeding on a Reflex check or else becoming entangled (I think the DC is 20? It doesn't say on the SRD.). Ponies who are entangled may take a full round action to break free by succeeding on either a DC 20 Strength check or a DC 20 Escape Artist check. Every round, the plants in the area will attempt to re-entangle anyone who either avoids entanglement or manages to break free.
With her standard action taken care of, Kira attempts to flee into the clouds, taking care to travel away from the airship as to not lead the GRU towards her friends.
>>190461
Cavaliere draws his revolver, aims at the large stallion who seems to be their leader…
But does not fire. When Kira entangles the enemy ponies, he circles around the enemy group, out of sight, opposite Kira. Best not to give away his position just yet, and he will act on Kira's lead.
Cavaliere draws his revolver, aims at the large stallion who seems to be their leader…
But does not fire. When Kira entangles the enemy ponies, he circles around the enemy group, out of sight, opposite Kira. Best not to give away his position just yet, and he will act on Kira's lead.
>>190468
>With her standard action taken care of, Kira attempts to flee into the clouds, taking care to travel away from the airship as to not lead the GRU towards her friends.
Good call. If you take the Run action later, you should easily be able to outrun them, since you have woodland stride and should be able to move faster overland on natural terrain. Plus they're entangled.
>With her standard action taken care of, Kira attempts to flee into the clouds, taking care to travel away from the airship as to not lead the GRU towards her friends.
Good call. If you take the Run action later, you should easily be able to outrun them, since you have woodland stride and should be able to move faster overland on natural terrain. Plus they're entangled.
>>190464
>The sound of gunfire is nearer than before, but all she sees is grey.
".... Do you think they have it covered?" Posey ponders out loud, to anyone around to hear
>The sound of gunfire is nearer than before, but all she sees is grey.
".... Do you think they have it covered?" Posey ponders out loud, to anyone around to hear
>>190468
>>190469
With the subtle glow of yellow-green light, grass moves outwards and upwards, wrapping around the hooves of the various ponies. Some ponies turn their heads downwards towards the intrusive blades of grass, while others look around at the surrounding environment, or to each other. Most chatter amongst themselves, though two seem to not notice until after the passage of several seconds.
"Что это?"
"Какое это колдовство?"
"Теперь у него есть магия земных пони"
"Вы удивлены, что у него есть фокусы? Переместитесь из этого положения; он спланировал атаку."
"Если это ловушка, разве не следует нам заманить её сюда? В тумане будет трудно направлять артиллерию.
The voices convey exasperation, fear, betrayal, anger, resolve, and in the latter-most case, calm. Most of the ponies try to move their hooves to free themselves from the grass, though the act of freeing a hoof all too often simply results in said freed hoof becoming entangled once it meets with the ground.
clack clack clack
Kira hears what she can recognize as gunfire, automatic gunfire. But it's shot into the ground, into the foliage.
Into the radio,
"На нас напали улучшенные местные растения. Возможно, потребуется дефолианты."
And to the group, "Убирайся!"
But, as Kira tries to move away,
Crack
She is shot at again
[1d20+3 = (16+3) = 19]
[2d8 = 11]
Crack
Again, by a random pony
[1d20+3 = (13+3) = 16]
[2d8 = 7]
Crack
By still another rifle pony
[1d20+2 = (3+2) = 5]
[2d8 = 2]
>>190469
With the subtle glow of yellow-green light, grass moves outwards and upwards, wrapping around the hooves of the various ponies. Some ponies turn their heads downwards towards the intrusive blades of grass, while others look around at the surrounding environment, or to each other. Most chatter amongst themselves, though two seem to not notice until after the passage of several seconds.
"Что это?"
"Какое это колдовство?"
"Теперь у него есть магия земных пони"
"Вы удивлены, что у него есть фокусы? Переместитесь из этого положения; он спланировал атаку."
"Если это ловушка, разве не следует нам заманить её сюда? В тумане будет трудно направлять артиллерию.
The voices convey exasperation, fear, betrayal, anger, resolve, and in the latter-most case, calm. Most of the ponies try to move their hooves to free themselves from the grass, though the act of freeing a hoof all too often simply results in said freed hoof becoming entangled once it meets with the ground.
clack clack clack
Kira hears what she can recognize as gunfire, automatic gunfire. But it's shot into the ground, into the foliage.
Into the radio,
"На нас напали улучшенные местные растения. Возможно, потребуется дефолианты."
And to the group, "Убирайся!"
But, as Kira tries to move away,
Crack
She is shot at again
[1d20+3 = (16+3) = 19]
[2d8 = 11]
Crack
Again, by a random pony
[1d20+3 = (13+3) = 16]
[2d8 = 7]
Crack
By still another rifle pony
[1d20+2 = (3+2) = 5]
[2d8 = 2]
>>190474
Kira is shot again, and again, small clouds of crimson aerosolized into the surrounding cloud banks reminding her that the primitive equipment of her people is not meant to stop bullets. She feels weak, and the edges of her vision start to close in, but adrenaline helps her barely manage to keep running...err, slithering as fast as she can into the clouds, hoping and praying that it obscures the vision of the GRU enough that she can escape.
Kira is shot again, and again, small clouds of crimson aerosolized into the surrounding cloud banks reminding her that the primitive equipment of her people is not meant to stop bullets. She feels weak, and the edges of her vision start to close in, but adrenaline helps her barely manage to keep running...err, slithering as fast as she can into the clouds, hoping and praying that it obscures the vision of the GRU enough that she can escape.
>>190475
As Kira proceeds onwards, into the cloud and haze, and past outcroppings of rocks that now are likely more than welcome, she can hear "whip" and "whiz," sounds she knows must be bullets flying past her. But the group of ponies seems to desire neither to drown her in bullets nor to chase her down, but rather only to move slowly and methodically onto a battle they surely must assume will be decisive, and they have no intention of losing.
Kira is surrounded by black and grey. But it's only the gravel, the rocks, and the fog.
As Kira proceeds onwards, into the cloud and haze, and past outcroppings of rocks that now are likely more than welcome, she can hear "whip" and "whiz," sounds she knows must be bullets flying past her. But the group of ponies seems to desire neither to drown her in bullets nor to chase her down, but rather only to move slowly and methodically onto a battle they surely must assume will be decisive, and they have no intention of losing.
Kira is surrounded by black and grey. But it's only the gravel, the rocks, and the fog.
is patiently rooting for Kira and Cavalier
>>190476
Kira's running off more of instinct and adrenaline than active thought at the moment. As soon as there's a break in the bullets, she turns to move towards the airship.
Survival: The animalistic part of her that knows she's being hunted instructs her to cover her tracks as best as she can. She can't lead her hunters to her.
[1d20+11 = (16+11) = 27]
Kira's running off more of instinct and adrenaline than active thought at the moment. As soon as there's a break in the bullets, she turns to move towards the airship.
Survival: The animalistic part of her that knows she's being hunted instructs her to cover her tracks as best as she can. She can't lead her hunters to her.
[1d20+11 = (16+11) = 27]
>>190479
If Kira was more coherent at the moment, she'd send a mental message to Cavaliere to flee rather than fight.
If Kira was more coherent at the moment, she'd send a mental message to Cavaliere to flee rather than fight.
>>190479
I think a new hide check is in order
Cavaliere can see that the pony, stuck in the grass, gets hit in the chest, almost from behind. His second shot, however, seems to hit the nylon jacket at an angle and fails to stick. There's an "uck," and then yelling,
"Сука Блять! петрушка в кустах, сто пятьдесят градусов"
Many of the ponies in the group, formerly focused in the direction of Kira, now look back towards Cavaliere.
>>190478
Blood. Kira is trailing blood. More than once, Kira has wounded a great buffalo or gazelle, only to track the trail of blood it leaves as it finds the shade of a tree to die under. Now, it's her turn to be the wounded gazelle.
I think a new hide check is in order
Cavaliere can see that the pony, stuck in the grass, gets hit in the chest, almost from behind. His second shot, however, seems to hit the nylon jacket at an angle and fails to stick. There's an "uck," and then yelling,
"Сука Блять! петрушка в кустах, сто пятьдесят градусов"
Many of the ponies in the group, formerly focused in the direction of Kira, now look back towards Cavaliere.
>>190478
Blood. Kira is trailing blood. More than once, Kira has wounded a great buffalo or gazelle, only to track the trail of blood it leaves as it finds the shade of a tree to die under. Now, it's her turn to be the wounded gazelle.
>>190481
Cavaliere attempts to stay hidden. [1d20+3 = (18+3) = 21]
But he continues to shoot at the enemy squad leader.
[1d20+6 = (4+6) = 10]
[2d6 = 8]
[1d20+6 = (13+6) = 19]
[2d6 = 7]
Cavaliere attempts to stay hidden. [1d20+3 = (18+3) = 21]
But he continues to shoot at the enemy squad leader.
[1d20+6 = (4+6) = 10]
[2d6 = 8]
[1d20+6 = (13+6) = 19]
[2d6 = 7]
>>190482
The pony is hit, again, and coughs blood
"Огневое прикрытие, огневое прикрытие"
This pony ceases to take the effort of moving, and decides to simply embrace the grass, and crouches down.
Soon, more ponies follow, turning and crouching down.
Blindly, multiple ponies fire
[1d20 = 3]
[2d8 = 12]
[1d20 = 10]
[2d8 = 11]
[1d20 = 4]
[2d8 = 8]
[1d20 = 17]
[2d8 = 7]
[1d20 = 9]
[2d8 = 6]
[1d20 = 18]
[2d8 = 7]
[1d20 = 7]
21 is pretty good, but there's supposed to be a -20 penalty hiding after a ranged attack
The pony is hit, again, and coughs blood
"Огневое прикрытие, огневое прикрытие"
This pony ceases to take the effort of moving, and decides to simply embrace the grass, and crouches down.
Soon, more ponies follow, turning and crouching down.
Blindly, multiple ponies fire
[1d20 = 3]
[2d8 = 12]
[1d20 = 10]
[2d8 = 11]
[1d20 = 4]
[2d8 = 8]
[1d20 = 17]
[2d8 = 7]
[1d20 = 9]
[2d8 = 6]
[1d20 = 18]
[2d8 = 7]
[1d20 = 7]
21 is pretty good, but there's supposed to be a -20 penalty hiding after a ranged attack
>>190481
With the tip of her tail, Kira mixes the trail of blood she leaves behind into the rocks and earth, hopefully hiding her visual tracks. So far she hasn't noticed that the ponies have a particularly strong sense of smell...yet...
With the tip of her tail, Kira mixes the trail of blood she leaves behind into the rocks and earth, hopefully hiding her visual tracks. So far she hasn't noticed that the ponies have a particularly strong sense of smell...yet...
>>190483
Oh, you're right
The handbook also states: Concealment Miss Chance: Concealment gives the subject of a successful attack a 20% chance that the attacker missed because of the concealment. If the attacker hits, the defender must make a miss chance percentile roll to avoid being struck. (To expedite play, make both rolls at the same time). Multiple concealment conditions (such as a defender in a dog and under the effect of a blur spell) do not stack.
Two of those attacks would have hit, so maybe roll for the miss chance?
>>190484
Hopefully a combination of her entangling spell and Cavaliere's distraction buys her enough time to escape.
Oh, you're right
The handbook also states: Concealment Miss Chance: Concealment gives the subject of a successful attack a 20% chance that the attacker missed because of the concealment. If the attacker hits, the defender must make a miss chance percentile roll to avoid being struck. (To expedite play, make both rolls at the same time). Multiple concealment conditions (such as a defender in a dog and under the effect of a blur spell) do not stack.
Two of those attacks would have hit, so maybe roll for the miss chance?
>>190484
Hopefully a combination of her entangling spell and Cavaliere's distraction buys her enough time to escape.
>>190492
>>190493
The soldiers firing in Cavaliere's general direction mostly miss him, but two do not. He is winged–quite literally, as a bullet rips through his contour feathers. He might still be able to fly, but his luck is running low. A second shot hits him below the shoulder, missing anything vital but nonetheless leaving a painful exit wound.
It's certainly time to leave. He takes a move action to retrieve a smoke grenade from his belt, a standard action to throw it just in front of him, and a move action behind to get some extra space. If only he had a lethal grenade for those immobilized enemies….
>>190493
The soldiers firing in Cavaliere's general direction mostly miss him, but two do not. He is winged–quite literally, as a bullet rips through his contour feathers. He might still be able to fly, but his luck is running low. A second shot hits him below the shoulder, missing anything vital but nonetheless leaving a painful exit wound.
It's certainly time to leave. He takes a move action to retrieve a smoke grenade from his belt, a standard action to throw it just in front of him, and a move action behind to get some extra space. If only he had a lethal grenade for those immobilized enemies….
>>190499
Cavliere hears cracks, bangs, and the tat tat tat of automatic fire. He hears whizzing and whistles as bullets pass by. But without the report of his own gun, nor the muzzle flash to betray his location, the enemy fire is inaccurate. While flying isn't safe quite yet, he can at least crawl backwards, and out of his position.
Cavliere hears cracks, bangs, and the tat tat tat of automatic fire. He hears whizzing and whistles as bullets pass by. But without the report of his own gun, nor the muzzle flash to betray his location, the enemy fire is inaccurate. While flying isn't safe quite yet, he can at least crawl backwards, and out of his position.
Does anypony want Posey to send her Dreads to back up Kira and Cavalier? Or join combat herself?
Posey doesn't mind being shot. The Dreads are expendable.
Posey doesn't mind being shot. The Dreads are expendable.
>>190501
Posey's Dreads have a 40 ft fly speed with good maneuverability. They have +4 Racial bonus to spot and listen. They should easily be able to find the battlefield from the direction of the gunfire.
She could order her Dreads to fire at the GRU, to harass them and draw attention away from Cavalier and Kira, which would give them cover to escape. They may also enter melee and use their Frightful Presence to weaken GRU morale.
If they're destroyed, I don't mind. They cost 1050 gp to produce, but I got them for free from a demon so it's a small loss on my part to defend the party and get past this encounter. I got some good mileage out of them this adventure.
Just say the words and I will send them out. I don't want to steal anypony's thunder unless they ask for it.
If you would rather Posey order them to obey Kira or Cavalier's commands, their stats are here:
https://www.realmshelps.net/monsters/block/Dread%7Calpha%7CD%7CUndead
Small Undead
Alignment: Always neutral evil
Initiative: +3 (Dex); Senses: darkvision 60 ft., Listen +5, and Spot +5
AC: 16 (+1 size, +3 Dex, +2 natural), touch 14, flat-footed 13
Hit Dice: 3d12 (19 hp); DR: 5/bludgeoning
Fort +1, Ref +4, Will +4
Speed: Fly 40 ft. (good)
Space: 5 ft./5 ft.
Base Attack +1; Grapple -2
Attack: Longsword +3 melee (1d8+1/19-20) or claw +3 melee (1d3+1)
Full Attack: Longsword +3 melee (1d8+1/19-20) or 2 claws +3 melee (1d3+1)
Special Attacks/Actions: Frightful presence
Abilities: Str 12, Dex 16, Con -, Int -, Wis 12, Cha 1
Special Qualities: immunity to cold, undead traits, weapon use
Feats:
Skills: Listen +5 and Spot +5
Advancement: 4 HD (Small); 5-6 HD (Medium)
Climate/Terrain: Any
Organization: Solitary, pair, or gang (3-4)
Treasure/Possessions: None
Source: Lost Empires of Faerûn
Frightful Presence (Su): Any creature with 2 or fewer HD within 30 feet of a dread must succeed on a DC 12 Will save or become shaken for 2d6 rounds. A creature that is already shaken (by the frightful presence of a second dread, for example) becomes frightened instead. If the creature is already frightened, the dread's frightful presence produces no further effect. A successful save renders the creature immune to that dread's frightful presence for 24 hours. Frightful presence is a mind-affecting fear effect. The save DC is Wisdom-based.
Weapon Use (Ex): A Medium dread can use weapons sized for Medium creatures with no penalty, since its arms are roughly the same size as those of a Medium humanoid.
Skills: A dread has a +4 racial bonus on Listen and Spot checks.
Dreads attack relentlessly as ordered by their creator. The necromantic magic used in their creation surrounds them with an aura of supernatural fear.
A dread is a pair of animated skeletal arms created for use as an undead guardian. Like a skeleton, it is a mindless automaton that obeys the commands of its master, but it also carries an aura of supernatural terror. Each of a dread's arms is 2 to 4 feet long and weighs 10 to 40 pounds.
Posey's Dreads have a 40 ft fly speed with good maneuverability. They have +4 Racial bonus to spot and listen. They should easily be able to find the battlefield from the direction of the gunfire.
She could order her Dreads to fire at the GRU, to harass them and draw attention away from Cavalier and Kira, which would give them cover to escape. They may also enter melee and use their Frightful Presence to weaken GRU morale.
If they're destroyed, I don't mind. They cost 1050 gp to produce, but I got them for free from a demon so it's a small loss on my part to defend the party and get past this encounter. I got some good mileage out of them this adventure.
Just say the words and I will send them out. I don't want to steal anypony's thunder unless they ask for it.
If you would rather Posey order them to obey Kira or Cavalier's commands, their stats are here:
https://www.realmshelps.net/monsters/block/Dread%7Calpha%7CD%7CUndead
Small Undead
Alignment: Always neutral evil
Initiative: +3 (Dex); Senses: darkvision 60 ft., Listen +5, and Spot +5
AC: 16 (+1 size, +3 Dex, +2 natural), touch 14, flat-footed 13
Hit Dice: 3d12 (19 hp); DR: 5/bludgeoning
Fort +1, Ref +4, Will +4
Speed: Fly 40 ft. (good)
Space: 5 ft./5 ft.
Base Attack +1; Grapple -2
Attack: Longsword +3 melee (1d8+1/19-20) or claw +3 melee (1d3+1)
Full Attack: Longsword +3 melee (1d8+1/19-20) or 2 claws +3 melee (1d3+1)
Special Attacks/Actions: Frightful presence
Abilities: Str 12, Dex 16, Con -, Int -, Wis 12, Cha 1
Special Qualities: immunity to cold, undead traits, weapon use
Feats:
Skills: Listen +5 and Spot +5
Advancement: 4 HD (Small); 5-6 HD (Medium)
Climate/Terrain: Any
Organization: Solitary, pair, or gang (3-4)
Treasure/Possessions: None
Source: Lost Empires of Faerûn
Frightful Presence (Su): Any creature with 2 or fewer HD within 30 feet of a dread must succeed on a DC 12 Will save or become shaken for 2d6 rounds. A creature that is already shaken (by the frightful presence of a second dread, for example) becomes frightened instead. If the creature is already frightened, the dread's frightful presence produces no further effect. A successful save renders the creature immune to that dread's frightful presence for 24 hours. Frightful presence is a mind-affecting fear effect. The save DC is Wisdom-based.
Weapon Use (Ex): A Medium dread can use weapons sized for Medium creatures with no penalty, since its arms are roughly the same size as those of a Medium humanoid.
Skills: A dread has a +4 racial bonus on Listen and Spot checks.
Dreads attack relentlessly as ordered by their creator. The necromantic magic used in their creation surrounds them with an aura of supernatural fear.
A dread is a pair of animated skeletal arms created for use as an undead guardian. Like a skeleton, it is a mindless automaton that obeys the commands of its master, but it also carries an aura of supernatural terror. Each of a dread's arms is 2 to 4 feet long and weighs 10 to 40 pounds.
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