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>>192843>No and she does not have special resistance for non magical weapons and I'm not arguing with you about that for a third timeI thought you were referring to my racial feature, not my class feature.
Will (+2 vs far realm entities)
[1d20+9 = (11+9) = 20]20 hits
>>192838Which direction is the hill that the rifleponies are descending? East? We won't go that direction.
>>192843Posey turns to the next creature with foam at the edge of her mouth and hacks into it furiously like a rabid wolf
"DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE!!!"
Sword
[1d20+9 = (10+9) = 19][1d8+7 = (7+7) = 14]Touch
[1d20+2 = (3+2) = 5][1d8+3 = (4+3) = 7]Slam
[1d20+2 = (17+2) = 19][1d6+3 = (6+3) = 9]Bite
[1d20+2 = (13+2) = 15][1d4+3 = (3+3) = 6] >>192847Are you trying to change things from a year ago again?
See
>>181602 →>>192847Posey can tell the thing was definitely trying to fuck with her mind, feeling momentarily dizzy
>>192848West, the opposite direction of the water and the
Kostroma. The party's direction of travel has been north, and the party came from the south
>>192849chic chichThe original creature, though running low on legs and clearly not far from destruction, has a couple more to spare.
It swipes at Posey
[1d20+4 = (17+4) = 21][1d6+2 = (5+2) = 7][1d20+4 = (16+4) = 20]And it pecks at Posey
[1d20+4 = (14+4) = 18][2d6+2 = (3+2) = 5]Posey stabs into the creature's lower barrel. No blood comes out, probably only because it has none to bleed.
It stabs at Posey
[1d20+4 = (5+4) = 9][1d6+2 = (2+2) = 4][1d20+4 = (11+4) = 15][1d6+2 = (3+2) = 5]And pecks at her as well
[1d20+4 = (16+4) = 20][2d6+2 = (8+2) = 10] >>192852Blackheel
"Will you be coming with us? And should we go... on the street?"
>>192854Between Posey and the GRU, the monsters at least seem to be occupied. But the possibility of another appearing is higher than zero.
Mala:
"Should I... stay in the rearguard, or scout ahead?"
>>192850Drawing two more arrows, Kira nocks and looses them at the second creature's bird-like face.
[1d20+10 = (1+10) = 11][1d8+3 = (3+3) = 6][1d20+5 = (7+5) = 12][1d8+3 = (1+3) = 4]Silver's now in range as well, and he charges the creature that's been brought to the ground with his greatsword.
[1d20+14 = (12+14) = 26][2d6+8 = (10+8) = 18] >>192850I was referring to the 2, not the 5. We're on the same page.
This is all piercing damage, right?
Posey is starting to look fucked up. She looks like a cube of Swiss cheese. Were it not for the defensive magic infused into her bones, she would be long destroyed. Her legs rattle beneath her, sinews hanging by a thread. Her emergency fast healing activates, bringing her up to 10 HP as her wounds slowly close, but she's still looking like Swiss cheese.
"...B-B-BUCK...!" she gags, as she finally sees the limit to her strength.
Posey takes a withdraw action, now fighting defensively.
She skitters 60 ft away from the monster, provoking no attacks of opportunity.
>>192856One arrow simply slides off and fails to launch. The second seems to barely miss, with how now sound is heard, but it may have glanced against the side of its barrel
>>192856Silver charges at the first creature, and slices its barrel right in two. In some ways, it's like cutting into bread. The entity disintegrates in front of Silver, turning into a black ash that evaporates in the span of only a few seconds. The creature's long beak opens slightly, though it's too dark to look inside. It seems like it will make a dying gasp, but it makes no sound at all as it fades away.
The second creature, however, pecks at Silver
[1d20+4 = (8+4) = 12][2d6+2 = (7+2) = 9]And stabs at him
[1d20+4 = (18+4) = 22][1d6+2 = (1+2) = 3][1d20+4 = (10+4) = 14][1d6+2 = (6+2) = 8]>>192857Swipes are blunt, any kind of stab or peck is piercing
Withdrawing is rather easy, with Silver coming in to finish off the one and draw the attention of the other.
Behind Posey, Cavaliere is organizing a withdraw of the caravan of creatures
>>192858In the round that the creature isn't focused on her, Posey puts a hoof to her chest and attempts to heal herself with her Charnel Touch.
>>192860Cavaliere is able to essentially backtrack, going through the portions of the village that have already been searched. Though he walks away from the source of the light, it is still illuminated by that dim, green light.
Rounding the edge of the village, Cavaliere may want to head in the direction of the black sand beach
>>192859For what it's worth, nopony is looking at Posey, and she has relative quiet as she does so. "Relative," because she can still hear the high pitched "tinging" of a submachine gun in the background
"...After all these decades, still pincushion for the frontline cavalry..." Posey says to herself
She draws her sewing needle and begins stitching as she tries to accelerate her wound closure to an acceptable level.
Disguise check (secret roll; modifier is +10)
>>192861Cavaliere heads closer to the beach but avoids walking on it, trying to maintain stealth. While he looks for any enemies nearby, can he see any signs of a lone pony?
>>192858Power Attack: One of the stabs hits home, dealing only glancing damage to an unarmored part of him but still hurting. Gritting his teeth, he prepares a powerful swing to try to take this Abomination down, his sword carving a thick path through the air.
[1d20+6 = (9+6) = 15][2d6+20 = (7+20) = 27]Kira curses to herself, and picks up the arrow from the ground as well as drawing another one. "Come on, Kira, hit this thing!"
She looses them right at where the creature's eyes would be.
[1d20+10 = (16+10) = 26][1d8+3 = (6+3) = 9][1d20+5 = (2+5) = 7][1d8+3 = (2+3) = 5] >>192863He doesn't think he sees one, though he can't say for sure. Waves crash against the shore, and cavaliere can feel the smaller stones move under his claws.
There is more than one smaller rowboat on the shore, or in one case, on the surf, each a number of feet from the other. They are visible against the black sand and pebbles because of their faded, white paint over planks of wood.
>>192864Silver's attack has quite a bit of power. Maybe a bit
too much power. Silver's sword goes upwards, and while it makes contact with the creature's hide, it does so at an angle, until it glances and deflects off of the thick hide.
It, however, attacks back:
With a peck
[1d20+4 = (10+4) = 14][2d6+2 = (3+2) = 5]A swipe
[1d20+4 = (19+4) = 23][1d6+2 = (3+2) = 5]And a stab
[1d20+4 = (19+4) = 23][1d6+2 = (4+2) = 6]>>192864Kira shoots her arrow, and it lands squarely in the barrel of the aberration. It hisses. The hide around the wound becomes darker. Maybe it
can bleed. Between the arrow and Posey's earlier hits, it's clearly not far from oblivion.
>>192865Cavaliere gestures to the entourage to stay back, while he investigates the rowboats. Is there anything inside?
>>192866Three of them, the second one in the water. Maybe a fourth further north? Nothing in the first.
I've been forgetting to add the +2 bonus to Kira's damage rolls from Weapon Specialization...>>192865The peck is ineffective at piercing through his flak jacket, but the swipe and stab find purchase against his exposed body. He's definitely regretting putting so much power into that attack with the hurt the Abomination just put into him. Bringing his sword back around, he tries a couple of normal swings to just finish this thing off and remove it from this plane of existence.
[1d20+12 = (19+12) = 31][2d6+8 = (7+8) = 15][1d20+7 = (15+7) = 22][2d6+8 = (7+8) = 15]Kira draws two more arrows, just in case the wounded Silver can't find purchase against this thing's hide. She loosens them with lethal intent against the Abomination.
[1d20+10 = (5+10) = 15][1d8+5 = (1+5) = 6][1d20+5 = (8+5) = 13][1d8+5 = (2+5) = 7] >>192867Cavaliere takes 10 to tie a lasso and throw it at the the second rowboat in order to pull it to shore.
>>192869whachaCavaliere is able to pull it onto shore
>>192868Silver gets a firm hit against its barrel, then a second against its neck. He didn't need that much. The creature makes a silent "skree" as he slices into it, exposing a dark inside, and watching as it slowly evaporates before him.
Kira sees it evaporate before her arrows can land, though they would have hit at awkward angles judging from where they are seen to fly.
No monsters remain in the village, though judging from the sound of gunfire, some must be nearby
>>192871There is no creature inside, though some water has gotten in it. It has a survival kit that presumably has medical supplies, flares, and perhaps a blanket or two. Maybe food.
>>192868Isn't weapon Specialization a Fighter-only feat? Knowledge Devotion is better anyway.>>192865Posey takes a move action backwards, heals fires an arrow with her longbow, and touches herself to heal 2 HP.
Longbow
[1d20+6 = (20+6) = 26][1d8+3 = (3+3) = 6] >>192873Hey, my luck is beginning to turn.
Rolling to confirm threat
[1d20+7 = (17+7) = 24] >>192873>>192874>>192875Very good attacks. But all immediate dangers are already vanquished
>>192872He takes the survival kit, but doesn't waste time looking through it now. On to the third boat.
>>192873>touches herselfNow is not the time!
>>192876Oh.. Okay then.
Posey slinks off to heal herself.
>>192870Kira rushes over to collect what arrows she can, though she's lost a few more permanently. Silver takes an assessment of his wounds and does his best to patch them up.
[1d20+5 = (18+5) = 23]Can Kira tell that the rest of the party has gone to the shore?
>>192880She knows that they have moved, and moved the opposite direction of the threat
Silver is definitely wounded, stabbed in the shoulder and barrel repeatedly.
Kira gets a few of her arrows, and several more would be beyond the village, to the north
>>192881Silver does what he can to ensure that he at least doesn't bleed out, and he does the same for Kira. Kira gets what she can from the local area, since it's too dangerous to try to go for the others. She looks out to where the soldiers are coming from, and points in the opposite direction for both Silver and Posey. "I think the others would have gone that way, towards the water."
Silver nods in reply. "That does make sense. Come on, we need to get moving."
>>192877He sees it. Darting through the night by the surf, in green clothing, the shape of a pony.
Posey returns to the herd after closing her wounds.
"This has been a waste of time. We should leave immediately."
>>192883"Hooked In! We're here to rescue you!" Cavaliere calls out after him. He picks up his hat and waves at the pony, hoping to grab his attention.
>>192891Cavaliere sees the figure dart along the surf ahead of him. He's in the water, with waves passing by. He doesn't hear much splashing, but the waves drown out most sounds. The pony does not respond to Cavaliere. It's certainly an earth pony. A lighter coat color, but clothing that's a greenish color, likely taken off and tied around the waist. He looks rather small. Could almost be that Barley Corn, really. He's heading away from Cavaliere, and towards the third rowboat, which has been dislodged from the shore with the rising tide.
>>192892Cavaliere gets a running start, leaps, and flies just overhead to the rowboat.
"Stop and listen to me, airpony!" he calls out, practically into his ear.
>>192893The pony hops ahead, moving into the water. He heads for the boat. Though he has a head start, Cavaliere starts to catch up. The pony jumps and Cavaliere loses sight of him just at the rowboat. But the open top boat... seems to be empty?
>>192895Can she?
I think that Posey remained closer to the village, rather than going down to the shore. Cavaliere would also be a bit further north at the point
>>192896Then I guess I will just stay put.
>>192897Anything in particular for her to do at the moment?
>>192898She needs about a minute to restore herself to beauty, but otherwise no plans.
She returns to the group and asks what passed in the past few minutes.
>Anything in particularIf chasing ghosts is an option, she would gladly participate in that.
"What is going on? Where did Cavalier fly off to? Are we ready to gallop towards the shore?"
>>192894Cavaliere lands in the boat and investigates its interior. If indeed it is empty, he dives into the water beneath to look for the desperate pony.
>>192900Cavaliere looks inside to see... nothing. Several inches of seawater sloshing about in the bottom of the boat as it moves in the waves. Under a plank that constitutes a seat, a... Wait. That large protrusion, a more yellow color than the green seawater, white painted planks, and dark brown of exposed wood - that could just be a pony.
Cavaliere sees it, hiding underneath the plank, but too large to be completely covered by it, his lays on his side, is curled up in a ball, wears a green unform and khaki pants (Cavaliere could have sworn he saw a pony wearing clothing the other way around, but nevermind that). His eyes are closed, and his mouth is partly in the water. He can't drown in two inches of water, but four inches? He likely would. He is non-responsive.
>>192901Cavaliere heaves him over his shoulders and rushes through the surf to the shore as quickly as he can. His movement is much less graceful than his flight, not that he cares. Just beyond the waves, he shoves the pony onto the ground, mouth to the side, and presses on his chest to get water out, maybe stimulating breath as well. Then he checks for signs of life.
>>192902The pony is most definitely heavy, being a fully grown adult earth pony stallion, and Cavaliere can neither fly nor run with him. The raft wasn't exactly far from shore, though every touch of the water, every splash and every wave, is biting, with the northern waters being not far above freezing. The pony himself must surely be cold. He does not seem to have breathed in any water. He stirs slightly, but seems to be unconscious. He breezes, though his breathing is slow.
>>192904What does his dogtag say?
Green uniform suggests that this is our pony.
>>192904Cavaliere is shivering by the time he leaves the water, but he feels a great deal of satisfaction for having found the missing crew member.
He checks the pony's dogtags, then his pulse, before putting his jacket around him. Is there any sign of Kira around?
>>192907He is alive. Slowed heartrate. He's shivering. Dog Tag states, "Hooked In, Seaman First Class, Republican Naval Air Service, Republic of New Mareland." Note that he had a pistol with him when he was found next to him. An Equestrian design.
Kira is....
>>192908"Kirafiki, over here!" he calls out, but not loudly enough to be a proper shout.
"I need your help carrying this pony!"If nopony is around, he will lift and carry the pony himself and head southwest to where the larger group should be coming from.
>>192908>>192909Kira and Silver have by this point made their way back to the rest of the group. Kira nods and rushes over to help the adorable distressed pony, wrapping the end of her tail around him to help drag him to safety.
>>192910>adorableHe is a sodden mess and we haven't even looked at him closely. Anyway, Cavaliere helps get the entire group together before the wounded get treated. They might not get another chance.
Posey eventually makes her way over to the action, a bit shaky.
>>192909"What have you found?" she implores
Further away, between and on the hillside and the village, the ground explodes - as often as not, literally - into a cacophony of sounds. A "tat tat tat," is almost constant, sometimes from two different sources, and rarely for longer than a few seconds is there any kind of pause. Often it is supplemented by a rapid, higher pitched "cha cha cha," and constant "pops." Then there are the loud and sudden BOOMs that are loud enough to shake the ground, startle griffins and ponies alike, and probably even catch the party members off guard, even when they are expecting them. Likewise, playing in the symphany, are the screams, cries, and howls of animals unknown. The last is closest in sound to the cry of a hawk, but any party member could just as well believe it was made by a violin, stringed in some exotic manner of Griffonia. There are more "chics," and sounds that could be from a dying phonograph, intermittent with sounds of electrical discharge or of a magical aura. And will all of this, the sound of beating drums. Actual drums, beaten in a martial harmony, and joined on occasion by violin and the pony voice, playing together with determination.
It is just as well that the hillside is so loud, because on the beach, the herd that has for so long followed the party is... spooked, for some reason. The purple earth pony rescued at the first village is talking to himself, shaking, on his belly with his hooves over his head. The griffins, and not exclusively Sorvik, are talking loudly among themselves, periodically flapping their wings. The white pegasus airpony, for so long very steady, is now flapping his wings, and running around frantically. The engineer pony, for so long silent, is now having some kind of serious discussion with Black Heel. And the Captain stares at the Kostroma, and silently walks into the water towards it.
And yet all of this noise does not entirely drown out the ringing. It's now less like tinnitus - that is to say, a single, high pitched sound, but is so many lower pitched noises together. Like radio static, really. And it's much, much louder than before.
>>192913Kira hears the sloshing of water as the captain wades into the icy ocean and her eyes widen to the size of dinner plates. She bolts up using her snake body to slither into the water and wrap the Captain up. "WOAH WOAH, DON'T GO IN THERE! YOU'LL FREEZE TO DEATH!"
Silver looks around at the chaos enveloping the group, and belts out in as loud a voice as he can muster into the frigid air:
"ENOUGH!" >>192914This quiets all the ponies (and griffins), who turn and stare at Silver, wide eyed. And usually sit down.
Black Heel,
"I... Had it under control..."
squeakyPonies are kind of squishy, just a bit. This one made it to waste deep water and was fairly wet when Kira got to him. He needs to be dragged back, back to shore.
>>192911He is a pony, and therefore, may be presumed to be adorable
>>192915Kira pulls the Captain back to the shore, to the safety of dry land. She's thankful for the blessing from Ouroboros that's letting her survive comfortably even in this chill. She hopes as she wraps around the Captain that he might feel at least a bit of His warmth, and that it might combat the madness of the Traveler.
Silver turns to look at all of the gathered creatures. He maintains an authoritative tone of voice, one he's very familiar with through his days as a soldier.
"Look at you, quivering in your shoes over some overgrown whale. Are you going to let this outsider make you quake with fear when your nation, our species, has survived far worse?" Turning to the Kostroma survivors, he continues in Severyanan.
"И вы собираетесь отпустить это чудовище на свободу, чтобы оно пробралось на материк и снова сделало то же самое с вашими друзьями, вашей семьей, вашей страной?" >>192913I would like to make a Rally check (Heroes Of Battle, page 73) to improve troop readiness and dispel this evidently supernatural morale effect before we head towards the Kostroma. May I do so?
Posey trots towards the herd, gnashing her teeth with her eyes glowing faintly. She whirls her capes and tossed her mane, drawing attention towards herself and away from the other supernatural horror on the island.
Her voice drips with all the venom you would expect from a Dread Pirate, but there is an undertone of bold determination.
"Listen here, you worms." she glowers
"We have already successfully retrieved our hostages. All that remains is for us to leave this island. We have the means to leave this rock ourselves, but if the rest of you want to leave then you had best stop ponying around and listen here." she says
She points towards the Kostroma
"That ship, your ship, is one of two vessels large enough to carry all of us, the other being the GRU, whom I intend to sink. The Kostroma is currently occupied by the Intruder and a herd or mentally pliable sailors. We intend to take that ship, and part of its crew if we can manage. Those of you who want to learn a spot aboard the ship cam follow us. Those who would rather freeze alone on this rock can be our guests. I believe your volk have a saying that goes something like 'those who do not work, neither shall they eat'; we pirates operate the same way. Everypony pulls their weight."
She rearw, kicking her front hooves in the air
"So you can either cower in place like panicked herd animals and die for certain, or you can stampede your way through this storm and perhaps make it out alive!" she draws her sword and points it into the air. Her golden eyes shine in the dim light, her scarlet mane flows in the sea wind like a flag, and a blazing halo of crimson energy wreathes her head in a corona of dying stars.
she whirls her cape and turns to gallop towards the Kostroma
"I have already made my choice. Do not wait up."
[1d20+13 = (6+13) = 19] (possibly, +1-4; I haven't established my commander rating)
Also opposed Charisma check to influence any creatures already charmed by Posey into following her into battle.
[1d20+6 = (7+6) = 13]
>>192920It looks like I failed. Oh well.
>>192913Any ponies still looking scared? Maybe a diplomacy roll from Cavaliere can help. Anyway we need to make sure all wounded are stabilized before we do anything else.
>>192920Between Silver's rousing speech and Posey's display of bravado, the creatures are subdued and listening to the words of the two. The Kostroma survivors particularly nod along to Silver's words, though the griffins still seem disgruntled. Black Heel moves forward to speak,
"Yes, we're agreed on the principle of the thing, but the fact remains....
How do you kill a god? This 'Black god' has powers of magic that we haven't exactly seen before. And then the Kostroma, well, much of the crew has had its minds melted, we're not sure if they will ever recover, and if they do, it will likely not be, you know, in less than an hour. This GRU company is the first to be here, to be sure, but you have to know that more will come, and I don't just mean from Stalliongrad. Many of the Petrushkas are surely dead or soon will be. And then the Kostroma itself... it probably ran aground. It may be damaged, and it's a magnet of... Attention. And this is all besides the question of where we will go after then. Some of us have families we need to get back to, and some would just as soon move to Weter, but it's... not so simple."
>>192924Cavaliere answers Black Heel,
"None of this is simple. Let me give you the facts that lie before us. First, though none of us expected or came prepared for a battle like this, we are still alive. This enemy is neither all-powerful nor all-knowing considering how often it has tried to kill us. Second, even if it's not all-powerful now, it is too dangerous to be left alive.
We must destroy it however we can to ensure it doesn't arrive at the mainland. Finally, ours is a mission of rescue and once we destroy this creature, we will get you off this rock however we can.""So let's go over how we destroy this creature. If its 'spawn' can be killed by conventional means, it stands to reason that if it is of the same nature, enough conventional munitions can be enough against it. We took as much precious time as we could spare to secure that means, and it will be up to us–" he gestures among the party members
"–to strike at it. We will not force any of you to confront it directly, since it is too dangerous.""As for escape, your best chance is to stick together and leave all at once. This last airpony," and he points to the unconscious one just rescued,
"tried to escape in a small rowboat. None of you could make it in these seas on one of those, even if you knew where to go. Whether it is by the Kostroma or another vessel, we will get you off this island, if you just trust us." >>192924>How do you kill a god?"I happen to be an erudite in that particular field. I am an esteemed alienist, and I once wrote a thesis on arcane studies related to mythological deicide. It is a tricky thing,but certainly feasible, especially in this context." Posey says, tossing her mane
"Destiny brought us together, and in the grand cosmos there are no coincidences. Even the greatest challenge is but an opportunity. If destroying its corporeal vessel is not enough, then I have some ideas for how to deal with its spiritual essence as it emerges." she continues
"And then I will take its ruinous powers and add them to my own. Then we can be certain that it will never comes back. I did not believe I would get to complete the oldest project of my masters so soon, but fate it seems would have it this way." she says, with a subtle but wicked grin
"I want that hippogriff alive. Let him watch as I destroy everything he dreamed of, before he withers away to nothingness with his precious intruder."
>>192925Black Heel pauses, pulls his lips back to show his teeth, then returns his lips to the more neutral expression. He looks quickly to the right, then back to Cavaliere. He swallows, then says:
“The Commandant in Ravenskoye… he might, as I have, seen what has become of this expedition and come to the conclusion that it is a fire that must be stamped out. I fear it is more likely that he will want to capture the thing, probably ‘kill’ it first, and dissect it to attempt to understand its powers. But what I know this: it cannot be allowed on the Homeland, nor near any major city. I still fear what might have happened had I allowed the crew to disembark at Sirius. It must be stopped. By whatever means, at whatever costs. But if we fail, the word must get out.”
>>192926“There will be no ‘taking of ruinous powers.’ If that were my intent, I’d just let the GRU handle it. And that hippogriff must be shot before he can do any more harm.”
>>192926Cavaliere cocks an eyebrow. Clearly they are not on the same page.
>>192927Doesn't the party have a radio? I'm sure we have it somewhere.
>>192927"Cut off his wings, his tongue, his claws, his eyes, his ears, I just want his heart faintly beating in the moment we destroy the Intruder. He will die with it."
>>192928The party has more than one (maybe even three, at this point) short range radios. Enough range to cover anywhere on the island, the bays, and a bit beyond it, but they won't be able to call Trottingham with it.
>>192929"'Our Fellow Traveller' has none of those things, only his lucid dreams, and that is enough. Do not underestimate the Hippogriff either."
>>192930"I underestimate neither, which is why I intend to obliterate them entirely. By the time this night is over, it may be like they never even existed."
>>192931"It's too late for them to have never existed...." pressing his lips together. "But that, I can agree with." He nods once, sharply.
>>192933Blackheel:
"Of what use is he to you?"
>>192935Blackheel pauses for a moment.
"I shudder at the possibility of there being...
another one of those things on our planet at some point in the future... I have to question how much will be learned and how much forgotten. How much should be forgotten... I would be just as well that any esoteric knowledge gained die with him."
>>192924Silver: "This thing made mistake of coming to
our reality. I do not know nature of its home, but I know one thing about ours: death is inevitable, it is part of life. And if this thing seeks to continue to exist in our reality, then it must bend to its rules or it will break." He picks back up into his authoritative voice.
"And with Goddesses as my witness we will break it. We will teach it about death, and we are very good teachers."Kira flicks her tongue into the cold air, and decides to try something. She puts a hoof to the talisman around her neck, which begins to glow faintly with a golden light. She may have run out of spells, but she hopes she can still reach out to Him. Placing her other hoof on the Captain's head, she offers up a prayer. "Ouroboros, please guide this wayward creature back into Your light. His mind remains ensnared by otherworldly powers which seek to corrupt Your world and end Your cycle. Cleanse the madness which has taken hold to him, and bring Your child back."
>>192937"'Justice'? To whose court? Under what law?" He shakes his head. "There is no revenge nor justice against a metastatic cancer. Only cutting it out or destroying it before it can spread and kill its host."
>>192938Black Heel nods.
Kira feels, or at least thinks she can feel, the spirit run through her, and to the pony. If anyone can help fight against... this... it must surely be Ouroboros.
>>192939Kira: "Please let this work..."
>>192939Cavaliere remains determined.
"The hippogriff made his choices. As destructive as he has been, he will face the consequences of his crimes in a court of law. It won't matter which one." >>192940The pony opens his eyes and darts his head about." He says something that seems close to a ponish word, but slurred.
>>192941"If you like, I can try him myself and execute him for treason." Black Heel smiles and raises his pistol.
>>192942Kira lets out a sigh, and gives the poor pony some pets on the head.
This progress will have to do for now, she thinks to herself. Looking around at the large group they now have with them, Kira holds her talisman tighter and speaks aloud one more prayer. "And, Ouroboros...if You could watch over them, too, and keep them safe...we're about to head into the heart of the beast, and the Traveler...he might not be even near as strong as You, but he's still a powerful and dangerous foe. They're still Your children, just as much as we are. They need Your guiding light, too."
Silver nods at Black Heel, and looks to see how close the party is to making their way towards the ship. He has one more rousing speech to give, before they depart.
>>192942"I would prefer to perform the execution myself. He will be the subject in my ceremony to prevent the Intruder from remanifesting. I believe it is essential that he is executed in the same moment that vessel of the Intruder is destroyed."
"Besides, he insulted my friends, my masters, and my sisters. I have a bone to pick with him."
"But enough about that, we should be discussing how to board the ship. I would like you to describe the layout of the ship in detail, with a sketch if possible, particularly where the Intruder is stowed."
>>192945"He's done far worse than petty words to
me. No theatrics, no antiquated system of honor. Just a simple elimination of an obvious threat. That is how it must be done.
I don't know the layout in detail. I am a political officer. But surely one of the sailors can help."
>>192944Black Heel nods sharply
>>192943The pony is pat, and closes his eyes. Then he scrunches, and tries to wiggle out of whatever grasp Kira still has him in.
Kira looks up towards the heavens, surely. She can't see the stars, only the bottom of the evermoving clouds where they are lit by the dim green light, and blackness everywhere else. It's cold, and the rain has not ceased.
The herd is now concentrated on the beach. A few ponies of the
Kostroma have started to pull on a rowboat to bring it further into shore.
Two ponies approach Silver: Pinup Locker and Primed Well, although a third pony, the White Pegasus, is not far behind.
Primed Well speaks
"I don't think we can carry them much further. The wounded, I mean. We are tired, and we need to rest."
>>192946"Then have one of your sailors sketch a map for my crew. I do not speak the tongue of your sailors. Knowing where to board and the path to where the Intruder is stowed is essential to capturing the vessel." Posey replies
"I believe that capturing the hippogriff as soon as possible will be imperative. So it is important to identify where he would be waiting on the ship. Did he have a preferred quarters? Or perhaps the ship has a more comfortable room for officers that he would have helped himself to?"
>>192946Cavaliere nods to Primed Well.
"Let's at least get off this beach. We'll set up a bivouac, then our unit and whatever volunteers who want to brave the risk will proceed to the Kostroma. It's not far now." >>192946>>192948Silver looks out to the town where the GRU was advancing from, and then out towards the water where the Kostroma awaits. "I do not think universe will give us much time for rest. I am not even so sure that we will be able to get through to anyone to evacuate wounded, and that if we do that they will not crash into darkened island or be shot down by Spetsnaz ship, but...we will try."
Kira blinks, and flicks her tongue at the captain. Before she lets him go just yet, she asks him, "Is that you in there? Like, the 'you' you, not the Traveler? Are you going to try to run into the water again?"
>>192948"Agreed. Onwards!" Posey replies, tossing her mane, twirling her sword, and galloping towards the ship
>>192948"To where?" Primed Well asks
>>192949"We
have to get off this island" Primed Well says
The Captain starts wrigling and trying to escape Kira's grasp. Actually rather like antelope Kira has had in her grasp before.
"Release me, beast!"
>>192950Posey apparently jumps into the water
>>192950 >>192951Cavaliere stares at the Captain with disapproval.
"Captain!" he barks.
"Are you going to abandon your stallions like this? You know there isn't enough space on those boats for your crew, and you have no provisions. Even a seasoned sailor would consider it suicide, and your experience is in aeronautics. If you run off now, you will be marked as MIA." >>192951Kira blinks again. Her tongue flicks out again. "So...is that a yes?"
Silver nods, and looks out to the Kostroma. "There is only one way we can do that. We need to defeat Traveler."
>>192952The captain is confused and occupied
"Abandon? I'm abandoning nothing. Get this beast to get off of me!"
>>192953The captain scrunches at Kira
Primed Well:
"O... kay..."