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>>191610
Silver chuckles, and pats River Mist on the top of his head, between his ears. "Мы это сделаем, но сначала нам нужно спасти нескольких солдат, ваших товарищей и других."
Silver chuckles, and pats River Mist on the top of his head, between his ears. "Мы это сделаем, но сначала нам нужно спасти нескольких солдат, ваших товарищей и других."
>>191611
His tail stops moving and drops down by the center. His smile fades
"Так.... Мы же не отдаляемся от Чернобога и этого проклятого острова?"
His tail stops moving and drops down by the center. His smile fades
"Так.... Мы же не отдаляемся от Чернобога и этого проклятого острова?"
>>191612
Silver looks at River Mist with the same expression that a father has when he knows he's about to break his foal's heart by telling them that some mythical holiday mascot isn't actually real, and it's been their parents leaving them money and gifts all along. He breathes in and lets it out as a sigh. "Ну... может быть. А может и нет. Некоторые из этих солдат недостаточно здоровы, чтобы эффективно сражаться. Наши возможности безопасно покинуть остров сейчас... ограничены. Мы должны были вызвать самолёт для эвакуации, но не можем связаться с ним по радио, а даже если бы и смогли, боюсь, этот корабль просто уничтожил бы его в воздухе."
He looks down, then to the side, as if in contemplation before looking back to River Mist. "Мы сделаем всё, что в наших силах. Что бы ни случилось, моё обещание остаётся твёрдым и верным: ты УЖЕ покинешь этот остров целым и невредимым. Но пока мы не вытащим тебя с острова, мне нужно, чтобы ты был сильным. Не только ради себя, но и ради своих товарищей. Вам нужно будет искать друг у друга силы, чтобы сделать то, что необходимо."
Silver looks at River Mist with the same expression that a father has when he knows he's about to break his foal's heart by telling them that some mythical holiday mascot isn't actually real, and it's been their parents leaving them money and gifts all along. He breathes in and lets it out as a sigh. "Ну... может быть. А может и нет. Некоторые из этих солдат недостаточно здоровы, чтобы эффективно сражаться. Наши возможности безопасно покинуть остров сейчас... ограничены. Мы должны были вызвать самолёт для эвакуации, но не можем связаться с ним по радио, а даже если бы и смогли, боюсь, этот корабль просто уничтожил бы его в воздухе."
He looks down, then to the side, as if in contemplation before looking back to River Mist. "Мы сделаем всё, что в наших силах. Что бы ни случилось, моё обещание остаётся твёрдым и верным: ты УЖЕ покинешь этот остров целым и невредимым. Но пока мы не вытащим тебя с острова, мне нужно, чтобы ты был сильным. Не только ради себя, но и ради своих товарищей. Вам нужно будет искать друг у друга силы, чтобы сделать то, что необходимо."
>>191613
His ears, along with every other feature, droop down. He nearly barks out:
"Что нам делать? Что нам нужно сделать? Что мне делать?"
His ears, along with every other feature, droop down. He nearly barks out:
"Что нам делать? Что нам нужно сделать? Что мне делать?"
>>191616
With River Mist snapped out of it, Silver's voice returns to the authoritative hybrid of sergeant and father. He places his hooves back on either side of River Mist's head. "Мы не поддадимся панике. Страх убивает разум. Страх — это тихий голосок в нашей голове, который ведёт нас к полной гибели. Мы сохраним спокойствие, будем бороться, победим и выживем. Мы сделаем это, потому что должны, потому что мы единственные, кто может, и потому что если мы этого не сделаем... миллионы погибнут."
With River Mist snapped out of it, Silver's voice returns to the authoritative hybrid of sergeant and father. He places his hooves back on either side of River Mist's head. "Мы не поддадимся панике. Страх убивает разум. Страх — это тихий голосок в нашей голове, который ведёт нас к полной гибели. Мы сохраним спокойствие, будем бороться, победим и выживем. Мы сделаем это, потому что должны, потому что мы единственные, кто может, и потому что если мы этого не сделаем... миллионы погибнут."
>>191617
His ears go up, then back down, then up again as his lips remain firmly closed, until he speaks:
"Эм... Как именно мы это делаем?
His ears go up, then back down, then up again as his lips remain firmly closed, until he speaks:
"Эм... Как именно мы это делаем?
While Silver is talking to his fellow Severyanans, Cavaliere takes Posey, Kira, and Dust (if he's willing) aside.
"Are there any signs of the missing airship crew we can follow?" he asks Kira. "We will have to make the difficult choice of taking the risk to find them before the GRU have them captured, or to save our limited resources and time to deal with the Fellow Traveler while keeping our entourage safe. I'm concerned there might not be a right answer."
"Are there any signs of the missing airship crew we can follow?" he asks Kira. "We will have to make the difficult choice of taking the risk to find them before the GRU have them captured, or to save our limited resources and time to deal with the Fellow Traveler while keeping our entourage safe. I'm concerned there might not be a right answer."
>>191619
"I am more concerned by the possibility that the Traveller has already enthralled them. The night is coming, and without knowledge of the beast's powers they would logically try to conserve their energy with periodic rests. We may have more minutes to save them before it becomes a firefight." Posey replies, kicking at the ground in eagerness
"I am more concerned by the possibility that the Traveller has already enthralled them. The night is coming, and without knowledge of the beast's powers they would logically try to conserve their energy with periodic rests. We may have more minutes to save them before it becomes a firefight." Posey replies, kicking at the ground in eagerness
>>191618
Moving his hooves down to River Mist's shoulders, Silver keeps a firm hold of the pony. "С упорством, решимостью и чистой силой воли — тем, чего нет у Странника. С практической точки зрения, у нас есть оружие, взрывчатка и магия. То, что учёные не смогли разрезать его хирургическим инструментом, не означает, что он неуязвим ко всем видам повреждений."
>>191619
>>191620
Kira frowns a she looks to her companions. "It's worse than that. The area is littered with 'gee are you' soldiers and those..." Kira shivers in disgust, "...things the Traveler's made. It's going to be a fight to rescue those Airponies."
Moving his hooves down to River Mist's shoulders, Silver keeps a firm hold of the pony. "С упорством, решимостью и чистой силой воли — тем, чего нет у Странника. С практической точки зрения, у нас есть оружие, взрывчатка и магия. То, что учёные не смогли разрезать его хирургическим инструментом, не означает, что он неуязвим ко всем видам повреждений."
>>191619
>>191620
Kira frowns a she looks to her companions. "It's worse than that. The area is littered with 'gee are you' soldiers and those..." Kira shivers in disgust, "...things the Traveler's made. It's going to be a fight to rescue those Airponies."
>>191621
Sitting again, tail wrapped around himself, he tilts his head, both ears pointed up
"Ты собираешься попробовать взорвать это? Почему бы и нет - почему бы не уйти от этого? Могу ли я уйти от этого?"
Sitting again, tail wrapped around himself, he tilts his head, both ears pointed up
"Ты собираешься попробовать взорвать это? Почему бы и нет - почему бы не уйти от этого? Могу ли я уйти от этого?"
>>191625
"Хорошо..." he says, head tilting down slightly and ears going back
Something along the lines of a third of a mile. Maybe more, maybe less
"Хорошо..." he says, head tilting down slightly and ears going back
Something along the lines of a third of a mile. Maybe more, maybe less
>>191626
Silver pats River Mist's shoulders and offers him a "Хороший парень" as he helps him to his hooves.
Kira: "It's not far, we just need to keep going."
Silver pats River Mist's shoulders and offers him a "Хороший парень" as he helps him to his hooves.
Kira: "It's not far, we just need to keep going."
>>191626
Great. We should be able to hustle that far without exhausting ourselves
"GIDDY UP!" Posey cries, rearing and kicking her legs in the air before taking off in the direction Kira indicated.
No longer riding monstro, she orders it to fly in the rear if the group and guard the bomb (removing it from combat for the time being).
Great. We should be able to hustle that far without exhausting ourselves
"GIDDY UP!" Posey cries, rearing and kicking her legs in the air before taking off in the direction Kira indicated.
No longer riding monstro, she orders it to fly in the rear if the group and guard the bomb (removing it from combat for the time being).
>>191628
Kira giggles at this display before slithering behind her. "You ponies are so cute and silly when you do your kicky hooves thing."
Kira giggles at this display before slithering behind her. "You ponies are so cute and silly when you do your kicky hooves thing."
Cavaliere takes up position between Posey and Kira, offset to the right to better keep an eye out. "It's a small island so we're bound to encounter something. At least the enemy has many things to keep track of, and keeping on the move will be to our advantage. They cannot surround us, but we have to maintain surprise if we are to have a chance."
>>191632
Silver has the rest of the group, including the commies, the airponies, and the griffs, follow along. "I see you are learning basics of being soldier."
Silver has the rest of the group, including the commies, the airponies, and the griffs, follow along. "I see you are learning basics of being soldier."
>>191633
Cavaliere wryly chuckles in response. "It will take more than basics to solve this conundrum. But, I wouldn't be here if I was a novice."
Cavaliere wryly chuckles in response. "It will take more than basics to solve this conundrum. But, I wouldn't be here if I was a novice."
Posey keeps galloping at full speed until she sees any signs of activity ahead, taking advantage of not needing to stop to breath.
Kira and Cavalier have Endurance, so they should be able to keep pace with her in the front.
Kira and Cavalier have Endurance, so they should be able to keep pace with her in the front.
>>191634
Silver lets out his own, hearty chuckle with a subtle shake of his head. "Heh, I supposed you have me there, fair enough."
Silver lets out his own, hearty chuckle with a subtle shake of his head. "Heh, I supposed you have me there, fair enough."
>>191634
"The closer the mission brushes with death, the greater our powers will grow when this is all over. Bring it on!" Posey says boastfully, still galloping
The golden glint of her infravision shines in her eyes, scanning ahead for anything lurking in the dark.
"The closer the mission brushes with death, the greater our powers will grow when this is all over. Bring it on!" Posey says boastfully, still galloping
The golden glint of her infravision shines in her eyes, scanning ahead for anything lurking in the dark.
A brief kick of the breeze coats a fine mist over the ponies. But this is the last gasp of the retreating fog that rolls over the center hill before traversing the summit of the eastern edges and leaving the field of view.
The view before them is as clear as it has been, with a view deep into the twilight sky, tinged purple and dark grey but still tainted grey by the ubiquitous haze. A single light shines in the night above the horizon. Very possibly it is a star, the north star, perhaps. Perhaps it is the planet Chiron, making its long rotation, and standing out brightly in the night. Or perhaps it is a plane, or some other artifice much closer. It is more than could be seen before.
The party has a good view down the center of the bay, half-circle that it is, with its black sand beaches, long fields of brown-yellow dormant grasses that roll down towards the water, and surrounded on either side by peaking hills that at their summits are crowned in innumerable stones and black-grey basalt. Further off in the distance, partly obscured by the left/western line of the bay, is the island to the north of Mended Horn, smaller but still reasonable in its own right. Its hilly peak, surrounding sea stacks, and sheer vertical black-rock cliffs can be distinguished even at this distance. In the center of the bay and edging in closer is the grey-painted warship, with a smaller boat by its side. It must be an older Equestrian design. A bright yellow flash can be seen from its forward gun. Its projectile can be traced across the sky, leaving a grey trail as it arcs towards the hill on the right. There, smoke still rises from the ruins of the airship. A grey explosion can be seen, then felt as it shakes the ground, and then heard. It's plume continues to rise towards the sky. One, two, three little squads move towards this area of the right side of the bay.
In front of the party, towards the center, is a small camp with several tents and two large mortars set up. They pop and streak, with projectiles going towards unseen enemies. The whistling hum of the mortars can be heard periodically, the rotors winding in the air.
But on the eastern side, where the party is going, the ridge of the hill obstructs the view of the sea beyond. At the far end, perched on what is presumably a cliff from the seaside, is a small-ish painted white lighthouse with a black painted head. It isn't especially tall, but it's perched high enough on the hill such that its light would rise above most of the hill line of the eastern ridges, and would be visible in the eastern ocean, which is indeed the main shipping lane for Equestrian and Severyanan travelers going from the Village Up North or Ravensyoke to Trottingham or out to the open ocean. The eastern hills are not as tall or well defined as in the west, but they are still capped in basalt stones and appear grey or black at the top from a distance, with dull yellow-brown grass dominating the great majority of its surface, here as everywhere on the island. Long, grey lines of antique stone walls that once dividing the land into many padlocks and fields can be seen all along the rind of the bay, more so in the center and east than the west, as can several small, cone-like stone buildings that periodically dot the hillsides.
At least one squad is making its way towards the lighthouse, while a couple more are ascending towards the ridge line. A group of three in the center are moving towards the center of the island, the old medieval village, near where the party is now.
The view before them is as clear as it has been, with a view deep into the twilight sky, tinged purple and dark grey but still tainted grey by the ubiquitous haze. A single light shines in the night above the horizon. Very possibly it is a star, the north star, perhaps. Perhaps it is the planet Chiron, making its long rotation, and standing out brightly in the night. Or perhaps it is a plane, or some other artifice much closer. It is more than could be seen before.
The party has a good view down the center of the bay, half-circle that it is, with its black sand beaches, long fields of brown-yellow dormant grasses that roll down towards the water, and surrounded on either side by peaking hills that at their summits are crowned in innumerable stones and black-grey basalt. Further off in the distance, partly obscured by the left/western line of the bay, is the island to the north of Mended Horn, smaller but still reasonable in its own right. Its hilly peak, surrounding sea stacks, and sheer vertical black-rock cliffs can be distinguished even at this distance. In the center of the bay and edging in closer is the grey-painted warship, with a smaller boat by its side. It must be an older Equestrian design. A bright yellow flash can be seen from its forward gun. Its projectile can be traced across the sky, leaving a grey trail as it arcs towards the hill on the right. There, smoke still rises from the ruins of the airship. A grey explosion can be seen, then felt as it shakes the ground, and then heard. It's plume continues to rise towards the sky. One, two, three little squads move towards this area of the right side of the bay.
In front of the party, towards the center, is a small camp with several tents and two large mortars set up. They pop and streak, with projectiles going towards unseen enemies. The whistling hum of the mortars can be heard periodically, the rotors winding in the air.
But on the eastern side, where the party is going, the ridge of the hill obstructs the view of the sea beyond. At the far end, perched on what is presumably a cliff from the seaside, is a small-ish painted white lighthouse with a black painted head. It isn't especially tall, but it's perched high enough on the hill such that its light would rise above most of the hill line of the eastern ridges, and would be visible in the eastern ocean, which is indeed the main shipping lane for Equestrian and Severyanan travelers going from the Village Up North or Ravensyoke to Trottingham or out to the open ocean. The eastern hills are not as tall or well defined as in the west, but they are still capped in basalt stones and appear grey or black at the top from a distance, with dull yellow-brown grass dominating the great majority of its surface, here as everywhere on the island. Long, grey lines of antique stone walls that once dividing the land into many padlocks and fields can be seen all along the rind of the bay, more so in the center and east than the west, as can several small, cone-like stone buildings that periodically dot the hillsides.
At least one squad is making its way towards the lighthouse, while a couple more are ascending towards the ridge line. A group of three in the center are moving towards the center of the island, the old medieval village, near where the party is now.
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>>191648
>A single light shines in the night above the horizon. Very possibly it is a star, the north star, perhaps. Perhaps it is the planet Chiron, making its long rotation, and standing out brightly in the night. Or perhaps it is a plane, or some other artifice much closer. It is more than could be seen before.
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I have Profession (Astrology) on my character sheet, but I still haven't put any ranks in it.
Going to make an untrained Int check to identify it, because what kind of unicorn mage doesn't value knowledge of the cosmos?
[1d20+3 = (8+3) = 11]
>Warship getting involved
>Airship being shelled
>Mortar fire
>Unseen enemies
"This island is becoming a warzone! The GRU will be shooting at summons until the Traveler makes them turn on eachother. If The Traveller has any limits to how many beasts it can summon at once, this chaos may serve to our advantage. We must find the airponies swiftly!" Posey remarks, still galloping
>Phrase not found
Posey gazes towards that squad
"That would have been my first place to look for sheltering survivors too. It is a good thing Kira was able to track their scent before we went there."
Posey commands Monstro to float low to the ground to avoid detection, still running.
>A single light shines in the night above the horizon. Very possibly it is a star, the north star, perhaps. Perhaps it is the planet Chiron, making its long rotation, and standing out brightly in the night. Or perhaps it is a plane, or some other artifice much closer. It is more than could be seen before.
Pic
I have Profession (Astrology) on my character sheet, but I still haven't put any ranks in it.
Going to make an untrained Int check to identify it, because what kind of unicorn mage doesn't value knowledge of the cosmos?
[1d20+3 = (8+3) = 11]
>Warship getting involved
>Airship being shelled
>Mortar fire
>Unseen enemies
"This island is becoming a warzone! The GRU will be shooting at summons until the Traveler makes them turn on eachother. If The Traveller has any limits to how many beasts it can summon at once, this chaos may serve to our advantage. We must find the airponies swiftly!" Posey remarks, still galloping
>Phrase not found
Posey gazes towards that squad
"That would have been my first place to look for sheltering survivors too. It is a good thing Kira was able to track their scent before we went there."
Posey commands Monstro to float low to the ground to avoid detection, still running.
>>191649
>>191650
Kira, being from the southern hemisphere, is completely lost as to the names and positions of these foreign stars. All she knows is that this one, just like the ones that hang above her homeland, are all pieces of Ouroboros, and seeing them even here is at least a small comfort in this trying time.
Silver: "We have to hurry. Those airponies will be cut to shreds by that squad if they get to them first."
>>191650
Kira, being from the southern hemisphere, is completely lost as to the names and positions of these foreign stars. All she knows is that this one, just like the ones that hang above her homeland, are all pieces of Ouroboros, and seeing them even here is at least a small comfort in this trying time.
Silver: "We have to hurry. Those airponies will be cut to shreds by that squad if they get to them first."
>>191650
Now that the fog has cleared, and we're mere minutes from our destination, can we see or hear any activity from where the airponies should be ahead of us? Any rifle flashes or gunshots? Shadows of lumbering monsters? Spells going off?
Now that the fog has cleared, and we're mere minutes from our destination, can we see or hear any activity from where the airponies should be ahead of us? Any rifle flashes or gunshots? Shadows of lumbering monsters? Spells going off?
>>191649
Cavaliere avoids placing himself on the ridgeline. Despite being a griffon he moves quite fast along the ground, keeping up with the others.
>>191652
"May I suggest intercepting that squad and pinning them down while one of us investigates the lighthouse? If we enter the lighthouse first, they will be on us for sure."
Cavaliere avoids placing himself on the ridgeline. Despite being a griffon he moves quite fast along the ground, keeping up with the others.
>>191652
"May I suggest intercepting that squad and pinning them down while one of us investigates the lighthouse? If we enter the lighthouse first, they will be on us for sure."
>>191654
>splitting the party
>again
"While I am quite curious what the GRU plans to do with the lighthouse, and I would have galloped there first under different circumstances, are you certain you want to be caught in a firefight alone again? You have lost quite a bit of valuable blood." Posey replies
>splitting the party
>again
"While I am quite curious what the GRU plans to do with the lighthouse, and I would have galloped there first under different circumstances, are you certain you want to be caught in a firefight alone again? You have lost quite a bit of valuable blood." Posey replies
>>191650
After being observed for a few seconds, it doesn't visibly move. That makes it unlike to be an artifice like a plane, although the possibility of an airship, or a plane further away and coming towards them, cannot be ruled out. Posey is not aware of a star both exceptionally bright and in that particular part of the northern sky; it must be Chiron, shining in the night and rotating along its respective sphere.
>low to the ground
The bay is almost like a bowl, cut in half. The bay itself is low, but everything around the water rises upwards in an incline. So long as you are in the north side there is no cover at all save for a few, tiny, scattered constructs. It is impossible for Monstro, or anything so big, to move on the interior portion of the bay and not be noticed. Not in the twilight. Not until the fog returns.
>>191652
The stars are different. It's all different.
>>191653
Posey is quick to notice just how comparatively quiet it is. She can't see any monsters - that may change if she looked more carefully, but it's clearly a comparative lull in the attacks of Our Fellow Traveller. There are some rifle cracks at the far left/east end of the bay. There are several cracks of mortar fire and artillery, but the targets are not obvious.
>>191654
He would essentially have to travel around the ring, out of the line of sight of the bay. This is not impossible, but it does require a minor detour along the eastern and southern slopes
After being observed for a few seconds, it doesn't visibly move. That makes it unlike to be an artifice like a plane, although the possibility of an airship, or a plane further away and coming towards them, cannot be ruled out. Posey is not aware of a star both exceptionally bright and in that particular part of the northern sky; it must be Chiron, shining in the night and rotating along its respective sphere.
>low to the ground
The bay is almost like a bowl, cut in half. The bay itself is low, but everything around the water rises upwards in an incline. So long as you are in the north side there is no cover at all save for a few, tiny, scattered constructs. It is impossible for Monstro, or anything so big, to move on the interior portion of the bay and not be noticed. Not in the twilight. Not until the fog returns.
>>191652
The stars are different. It's all different.
>>191653
Posey is quick to notice just how comparatively quiet it is. She can't see any monsters - that may change if she looked more carefully, but it's clearly a comparative lull in the attacks of Our Fellow Traveller. There are some rifle cracks at the far left/east end of the bay. There are several cracks of mortar fire and artillery, but the targets are not obvious.
>>191654
He would essentially have to travel around the ring, out of the line of sight of the bay. This is not impossible, but it does require a minor detour along the eastern and southern slopes
>>191657
"And what, exactly, does it mean to 'pin them down'?"
He looks skeptical, and generally not pleased with the plan.
"And what, exactly, does it mean to 'pin them down'?"
He looks skeptical, and generally not pleased with the plan.
>>191655
>>191658
"If you want every hoof on the attack, we could do that as well, but we will lose valuable time getting to the remaining survivors. They are definitely scared and possibly injured. We could try to get inside the lighthouse first and use it as cover, but we would risk being trapped. I would prefer it if we scare the enemy squad into halting and set up the machine gun for an enfilade as our main force makes a tactical retreat. Let's avoid a head-on engagement if we can. Your thoughts, Commissar?"
>>191656
Cavaliere directs the rest of the group to make this detour with him. A slight delay is worth the element of surprise.
>>191658
"If you want every hoof on the attack, we could do that as well, but we will lose valuable time getting to the remaining survivors. They are definitely scared and possibly injured. We could try to get inside the lighthouse first and use it as cover, but we would risk being trapped. I would prefer it if we scare the enemy squad into halting and set up the machine gun for an enfilade as our main force makes a tactical retreat. Let's avoid a head-on engagement if we can. Your thoughts, Commissar?"
>>191656
Cavaliere directs the rest of the group to make this detour with him. A slight delay is worth the element of surprise.
>>191659
“I can never counsel attacking my countrymen. But even besides that, I would not recommend a pitched battle. They are strong, and more than that, they, and not we, have the potential to be reinforced and strengthened should any battle last too long. That is the far end of the island, away from your demonic allies, but close to their ship and fire support. And further, if we are too delayed, they could cut off the line of retreat without even intending to do so.”
“I can never counsel attacking my countrymen. But even besides that, I would not recommend a pitched battle. They are strong, and more than that, they, and not we, have the potential to be reinforced and strengthened should any battle last too long. That is the far end of the island, away from your demonic allies, but close to their ship and fire support. And further, if we are too delayed, they could cut off the line of retreat without even intending to do so.”
>>191659
>>191660
Silver: "And of course we must worry about them skipping firefight altogether and simply calling in mortar and artillery strikes on us."
As Kira looks on at the ponies discussing what they should do, she takes a deep breath and speaks up. "I'll go. Alone. I'm not a fighter, I'm out of magic, you won't need me for the battle against the Traveler. I'm sneaky, this is what I've done my whole life. Let me take a radio and go try to get those ponies out of there, without bloodshed."
>>191660
Silver: "And of course we must worry about them skipping firefight altogether and simply calling in mortar and artillery strikes on us."
As Kira looks on at the ponies discussing what they should do, she takes a deep breath and speaks up. "I'll go. Alone. I'm not a fighter, I'm out of magic, you won't need me for the battle against the Traveler. I'm sneaky, this is what I've done my whole life. Let me take a radio and go try to get those ponies out of there, without bloodshed."
>>191661
Cavaliere looks skeptically at Kira. "Last time you did…well, diplomacy will not work. Flying is not much use out here, but I could get around the lighthouse and get to the top. You may need my help."
Cavaliere looks skeptically at Kira. "Last time you did…well, diplomacy will not work. Flying is not much use out here, but I could get around the lighthouse and get to the top. You may need my help."
>>191662
Kira smiles at Cavaliere. "This time will be different. It has to be. And the more creatures that come along...well, I'm worried that the chance of failure will go up dramatically. There's no time to lose, I have to go."
Kira smiles at Cavaliere. "This time will be different. It has to be. And the more creatures that come along...well, I'm worried that the chance of failure will go up dramatically. There's no time to lose, I have to go."
And before she forgets, Kira takes the potion out that she got from Cavaliere at the airship. She uncorks the vial, looks inside at its contents, and flicks her tongue inside, licking up the potion that's contained.
[2d8+3 = (9+3) = 12]
[2d8+3 = (9+3) = 12]
>>191656
>She can't see any monsters - that may change if she looked more carefully
Spot
[1d20+3 = (2+3) = 5]
>She can't see any monsters - that may change if she looked more carefully
Spot
[1d20+3 = (2+3) = 5]
>>191665
Is that a monster, or a pony walking across the far hill, or the glimmer of a fragment of aluminum debris flittering in the wind? Is that movement in the sky a flying monster, or just the rolling fog? Hard to tell in the twilight. But what Posey can tell unambiguously is that the monster activity now is less than before, and everywhere it seems the GRU is on the advance. The eastern side of the bay in particular is monster free, and is the GRU's to take. But will it stay that way? That is even harder to tell
Is that a monster, or a pony walking across the far hill, or the glimmer of a fragment of aluminum debris flittering in the wind? Is that movement in the sky a flying monster, or just the rolling fog? Hard to tell in the twilight. But what Posey can tell unambiguously is that the monster activity now is less than before, and everywhere it seems the GRU is on the advance. The eastern side of the bay in particular is monster free, and is the GRU's to take. But will it stay that way? That is even harder to tell
>>191666
>>191667
>>191670
Kira slithers ahead of the group towards the lighthouse, trying this time to be as stealthy as the noodle can possibly be. Silver looks to the rest of the group as they move on. "Let us keep our distance, yet try to keep eye on Kira and GRU squad. We can radio her their movements and warn of their impending arrival when they get close to lighthouse."
>>191667
>>191670
Kira slithers ahead of the group towards the lighthouse, trying this time to be as stealthy as the noodle can possibly be. Silver looks to the rest of the group as they move on. "Let us keep our distance, yet try to keep eye on Kira and GRU squad. We can radio her their movements and warn of their impending arrival when they get close to lighthouse."
>>191671
Before she leaves, Cavaliere asks, "Ms. Kirafiki, how do you intend to convince the sailors you are a friendly creature, given your odd shape?
And what would you have us do if the enemy reaches the lighthouse?"
Before she leaves, Cavaliere asks, "Ms. Kirafiki, how do you intend to convince the sailors you are a friendly creature, given your odd shape?
And what would you have us do if the enemy reaches the lighthouse?"
>>191672
Kira stops, and turns to look at Cavaliere. "I'd tell them that we were sent by the Captain. Seems simple enough...I hope..." Looking over at the GRU squad, she continues. "I guess...don't go too far? I'll try not to linger though."
Kira stops, and turns to look at Cavaliere. "I'd tell them that we were sent by the Captain. Seems simple enough...I hope..." Looking over at the GRU squad, she continues. "I guess...don't go too far? I'll try not to linger though."
>>191675
North, towards the lighthouse, and towards the end of the eastern peninsula. Cavaliere’s proposal was to move on the outside of the bay - on the opposite side of the hill by the ocean, so as to not be visible to GRU forces.
North, towards the lighthouse, and towards the end of the eastern peninsula. Cavaliere’s proposal was to move on the outside of the bay - on the opposite side of the hill by the ocean, so as to not be visible to GRU forces.
>>191676
But we're still headed in the general direction of the airponies, right?
Not complaining because I thought the Lighthouse would clues/supplies/items/npcs in it (D&D pro tip: there is always a reward for investing large, obvious structures on abandoned islands), I just want to make sure we succeed with finding the airponies.
But we're still headed in the general direction of the airponies, right?
Not complaining because I thought the Lighthouse would clues/supplies/items/npcs in it (D&D pro tip: there is always a reward for investing large, obvious structures on abandoned islands), I just want to make sure we succeed with finding the airponies.
>>191677
Yeah, we're heading towards the lighthouse. Kira is going to try to sneak her way up to it while the rest of the party keeps an eye on the GRU squad and keeps her informed about their movements.
Yeah, we're heading towards the lighthouse. Kira is going to try to sneak her way up to it while the rest of the party keeps an eye on the GRU squad and keeps her informed about their movements.
What do we see when we arrive?
The party has chosen to take not the inward route, but the outside, and as such, they do not have direct line of sight to the GRU forces on the inside of the bay - and neither does the GRU to them.
Walking along the westside of the western ridge line, the party has a view of the west horizon over the Rockey Sea. The ocean, green, blue, and purple with so many white caps dotting its surface, moving inexorable west-northwest, stretches out from the black-rock shores until it disappears in the grey horizon. The Western sky is the last portion to have any light, bright hues of blue remaining under the distant cloud and fog, so close to the setting sun. Above the greyed hoziron, shades of purple darken as they go further east, often tinged with the omnipresent grey. No stars can be seen.
The ocean wind blows firmly, and its sound is ever present as well, drowning out most other sounds. They cannot hear the tinnitus. Not well. The smell of the salted sea likewise dominates.
The ground, here as elsewhere, is dominated by short grasses that are neither a healthy green, nor completely dead, but somewhere between, yellow and sometimes green or brown. Stones periodically dot the hillside, and brown, silted rivulets and minor streams occasionally break the surface. More than once the decaying remnant of a three-foot-tall stone wall blocks the path of the party, forcing a work around or to go over. Though the hilltop blocks the view of the inner bay, sounds and sometimes images spill over, with the sounds of battle starting again.
Long before the near the end of the peninsula, the rotating beam of the lighthouse can be seen in the ever-darkening night. Though the hillside disrupts the beam at points, it shines clearly over the rocky sea both north and south, aided by the slightly northwestern tilt of the peninsula. Before the lighthouse, to the right, and close to it, is a hilltop that stops just short of the light of the light house in height. It declines until it comes to a flat area where the light house is located, then declines for some hundred yards or more until, presumably, it comes to a cliff that leads down into the sea. The northern island can be seen off in the distance, though with less definition in the lower light.
Beyond the lighthouse and the hillside, glimpsing into bay and the northeast sea beyond, there are flashes of what may be lightning. In the sky, little flecks of light stream upwards. Tracers, presumably.
There is the rapport of gunfire. Several rifle cracks. Not easy to identity, but presumably Stalliongrad weapons. The crack of a rifle, of Equestrian or New Mareland in design from it's lower pitch, softer crack. A submachine gun, possibly two or more. The high rate of fire and the higher pitch imply Stalliongrad. Another submachine gun, but the lower rate of fire and lower pitch imply a New Mareland or maybe Equestrian pattern. Then a machine gun, unknown pattern. Further away, repeated thuds. Something heavier. And then... a Hiss? Like an attempt to breath inwards. Thuds of kicking the ground and digging it up. The sound of rocks being thrown. And attempt at a scream... but only an attempt.
Walking along the westside of the western ridge line, the party has a view of the west horizon over the Rockey Sea. The ocean, green, blue, and purple with so many white caps dotting its surface, moving inexorable west-northwest, stretches out from the black-rock shores until it disappears in the grey horizon. The Western sky is the last portion to have any light, bright hues of blue remaining under the distant cloud and fog, so close to the setting sun. Above the greyed hoziron, shades of purple darken as they go further east, often tinged with the omnipresent grey. No stars can be seen.
The ocean wind blows firmly, and its sound is ever present as well, drowning out most other sounds. They cannot hear the tinnitus. Not well. The smell of the salted sea likewise dominates.
The ground, here as elsewhere, is dominated by short grasses that are neither a healthy green, nor completely dead, but somewhere between, yellow and sometimes green or brown. Stones periodically dot the hillside, and brown, silted rivulets and minor streams occasionally break the surface. More than once the decaying remnant of a three-foot-tall stone wall blocks the path of the party, forcing a work around or to go over. Though the hilltop blocks the view of the inner bay, sounds and sometimes images spill over, with the sounds of battle starting again.
Long before the near the end of the peninsula, the rotating beam of the lighthouse can be seen in the ever-darkening night. Though the hillside disrupts the beam at points, it shines clearly over the rocky sea both north and south, aided by the slightly northwestern tilt of the peninsula. Before the lighthouse, to the right, and close to it, is a hilltop that stops just short of the light of the light house in height. It declines until it comes to a flat area where the light house is located, then declines for some hundred yards or more until, presumably, it comes to a cliff that leads down into the sea. The northern island can be seen off in the distance, though with less definition in the lower light.
Beyond the lighthouse and the hillside, glimpsing into bay and the northeast sea beyond, there are flashes of what may be lightning. In the sky, little flecks of light stream upwards. Tracers, presumably.
There is the rapport of gunfire. Several rifle cracks. Not easy to identity, but presumably Stalliongrad weapons. The crack of a rifle, of Equestrian or New Mareland in design from it's lower pitch, softer crack. A submachine gun, possibly two or more. The high rate of fire and the higher pitch imply Stalliongrad. Another submachine gun, but the lower rate of fire and lower pitch imply a New Mareland or maybe Equestrian pattern. Then a machine gun, unknown pattern. Further away, repeated thuds. Something heavier. And then... a Hiss? Like an attempt to breath inwards. Thuds of kicking the ground and digging it up. The sound of rocks being thrown. And attempt at a scream... but only an attempt.
>>191702
Spot: Kira tries to use her keen snek eyes to see if she can tell what's going on from this distance.
[1d20+8 = (16+8) = 24]
Spot: Kira tries to use her keen snek eyes to see if she can tell what's going on from this distance.
[1d20+8 = (16+8) = 24]
>>191702
Cavaliere muses on whether the lighthouse has been kept active this whole time. As a beacon to would-be enemies it was a mistake to keep it lit.
The gunfire confirms his suspicions. Going wide, he creeps to see what altercation has broken out while keeping himself hidden.
Spot: [1d20+7 = (1+7) = 8]
Cavaliere muses on whether the lighthouse has been kept active this whole time. As a beacon to would-be enemies it was a mistake to keep it lit.
The gunfire confirms his suspicions. Going wide, he creeps to see what altercation has broken out while keeping himself hidden.
Spot: [1d20+7 = (1+7) = 8]
Sorry for the delay. I had errands.
>>191702
>Another submachine gun, but the lower rate of fire and lower pitch imply a New Mareland or maybe Equestrian pattern.
Sounds like that's the direction we have to gallop in.
Posey's vampony ears swivel towards the sound. She twitches and fidgets a bit skittishly and gnashes her teeth as she kicks the soil beneath her hooves at the scent of blood and gunpowder, like a well-coaxed warpony.
"New Mareland boomsticks... The Stalliongraders would sooner die than arm their special forces with those; it is a matter of pride. It sounds like our colts are still alive there. Onwards." She says, moving on that direct.
Her eyes glow in the dim light, as she searches for the charges with her infravision:
Spot:
[1d20+3 = (17+3) = 20]
>>191702
>Another submachine gun, but the lower rate of fire and lower pitch imply a New Mareland or maybe Equestrian pattern.
Sounds like that's the direction we have to gallop in.
Posey's vampony ears swivel towards the sound. She twitches and fidgets a bit skittishly and gnashes her teeth as she kicks the soil beneath her hooves at the scent of blood and gunpowder, like a well-coaxed warpony.
"New Mareland boomsticks... The Stalliongraders would sooner die than arm their special forces with those; it is a matter of pride. It sounds like our colts are still alive there. Onwards." She says, moving on that direct.
Her eyes glow in the dim light, as she searches for the charges with her infravision:
Spot:
[1d20+3 = (17+3) = 20]
>>191703
>>191704
>>191705
>>191712
Cavaliere trips in a small rivulet, but his companions are more fortunate. On the hillside before the lighthouse must be a number of soldiers. An exact head count cannot be determined, but it is about consistent with a fire squad. This is where the rapport of Stalliongradian weapons is coming from. Near and also between the light house is the looming figure of what seems to be giant... You could say they are standing like lizards, with legs standing apart. Not so much can be determined about these from this distance. And in the lighthouse itself is some movement, and more so, the rapport of New Mareland pattern guns. Though this is slightly closer, even less can be seen. Likely even more of the battle could be seen if the creatures were closer.
>>191704
>>191705
>>191712
Cavaliere trips in a small rivulet, but his companions are more fortunate. On the hillside before the lighthouse must be a number of soldiers. An exact head count cannot be determined, but it is about consistent with a fire squad. This is where the rapport of Stalliongradian weapons is coming from. Near and also between the light house is the looming figure of what seems to be giant... You could say they are standing like lizards, with legs standing apart. Not so much can be determined about these from this distance. And in the lighthouse itself is some movement, and more so, the rapport of New Mareland pattern guns. Though this is slightly closer, even less can be seen. Likely even more of the battle could be seen if the creatures were closer.
>>191715
Kira calls out to her companions, "Come on, we have to hurry!" before hurriedly slithering towards the lighthouse. Silver goes after her.
Kira calls out to her companions, "Come on, we have to hurry!" before hurriedly slithering towards the lighthouse. Silver goes after her.
>>191715
>And in the lighthouse itself is some movement, and more so, the rapport of New Mareland pattern guns.
Huh, so they are in the light house.
Let's get closer.
>And in the lighthouse itself is some movement, and more so, the rapport of New Mareland pattern guns.
Huh, so they are in the light house.
Let's get closer.
>>191715
>Not so much can be determined about these from this distance.
How far away are we exactly? I need to know because spell range and whatnot.
>And in the lighthouse itself is some movement, and more so, the rapport of New Mareland pattern guns.
So another fight is taking place inside the light house, separate from the fight outside of it? That's bad news, they might already be fighting eachother.
Can we see any part of it from the top window, or is it inside the tower itself?
>Not so much can be determined about these from this distance.
How far away are we exactly? I need to know because spell range and whatnot.
>And in the lighthouse itself is some movement, and more so, the rapport of New Mareland pattern guns.
So another fight is taking place inside the light house, separate from the fight outside of it? That's bad news, they might already be fighting eachother.
Can we see any part of it from the top window, or is it inside the tower itself?
>>191715
Well, for once the presence of one of these nightmarish monsters is a comfort, and they are not completely too late. Cavaliere gestures to the others to stay low and be quiet. He circles around the right to be about 75 feet away from the outermost members of the enemy fireteam, at an angle they will not be looking at.
Well, for once the presence of one of these nightmarish monsters is a comfort, and they are not completely too late. Cavaliere gestures to the others to stay low and be quiet. He circles around the right to be about 75 feet away from the outermost members of the enemy fireteam, at an angle they will not be looking at.
>>191716
flicks tongue
>>191718
How far do you wish to be? The lighthouse isn't going to move, but the party might. The observations mentioned were at ~400 feet. You can get closer, obviously, but the closer you get, the more you risk becoming a part of it.
>Inside
Not necessarily. It could be shooting from open windows on the lighthouse, as the volume of the sound would imply.
>>191719
75 feet on your right? That is to say, on the hillslope that overlooks the scene and kind of close to where Cavaliere is now? Or 75 feet on their right, down the slope and closer to the cliffs, on the opposite side of the lighthouse?
flicks tongue
>>191718
How far do you wish to be? The lighthouse isn't going to move, but the party might. The observations mentioned were at ~400 feet. You can get closer, obviously, but the closer you get, the more you risk becoming a part of it.
>Inside
Not necessarily. It could be shooting from open windows on the lighthouse, as the volume of the sound would imply.
>>191719
75 feet on your right? That is to say, on the hillslope that overlooks the scene and kind of close to where Cavaliere is now? Or 75 feet on their right, down the slope and closer to the cliffs, on the opposite side of the lighthouse?
>>191720
>How far do you wish to be?
Well, our quest isn't finished until we find the airponies, so we're going to have to get within speaking range at some point, and that means entering, scaling or flying to the top of the lighthouse.
Most if not all of the NPCs should stay behind, except for a couple of the airponies to testify that we are with Captain Waters.
>You can get closer, obviously, but the closer you get, the more you risk becoming a part of it.
Well, it looks like the GRU are distracted fighting monsters, so now is our chance to rush past both of them. Full speed ahead.
It should take Posey a little over three rounds of combat to reach the lighthouse. She takes the Run action, so she loses her Dex bonus to AC.
>How far do you wish to be?
Well, our quest isn't finished until we find the airponies, so we're going to have to get within speaking range at some point, and that means entering, scaling or flying to the top of the lighthouse.
Most if not all of the NPCs should stay behind, except for a couple of the airponies to testify that we are with Captain Waters.
>You can get closer, obviously, but the closer you get, the more you risk becoming a part of it.
Well, it looks like the GRU are distracted fighting monsters, so now is our chance to rush past both of them. Full speed ahead.
It should take Posey a little over three rounds of combat to reach the lighthouse. She takes the Run action, so she loses her Dex bonus to AC.
>>191722
It may be so. Cavaliere will, however, be aware of the following: he is on the downward slope of a hill above the scene. He has a good view, but the reverse is also true. There is no tall vegetation, nor rocks, to serve as cover. The only benefits are the obviously distracted state of the soldiers and monsters both, and the encroaching darkness of the twilight.
There are at minimum 10 soldiers, with a pair close to the door, and some in a string further away. The machine gun is set up, and laying down fire.
There are at least two monsters. He can’t see them well. He likely doesn’t want to. Their legs extend outwards from the body at a 90 degree angle. There is a visible back bone along the ridge. The skin is naked and grey, as before. The head is not hippocephalic, but shorter, with something resembling a beak, except that it appears to be made with, or covered by, a continuation of the skin. It’s at least twice the height of a pony, even with its odd, crouched, spider-like posture. But he can only see so much in the dark. Something flies overhead, and there is a bolt of what appears to be lightning in the distance.
It may be so. Cavaliere will, however, be aware of the following: he is on the downward slope of a hill above the scene. He has a good view, but the reverse is also true. There is no tall vegetation, nor rocks, to serve as cover. The only benefits are the obviously distracted state of the soldiers and monsters both, and the encroaching darkness of the twilight.
There are at minimum 10 soldiers, with a pair close to the door, and some in a string further away. The machine gun is set up, and laying down fire.
There are at least two monsters. He can’t see them well. He likely doesn’t want to. Their legs extend outwards from the body at a 90 degree angle. There is a visible back bone along the ridge. The skin is naked and grey, as before. The head is not hippocephalic, but shorter, with something resembling a beak, except that it appears to be made with, or covered by, a continuation of the skin. It’s at least twice the height of a pony, even with its odd, crouched, spider-like posture. But he can only see so much in the dark. Something flies overhead, and there is a bolt of what appears to be lightning in the distance.
>>191702
"There is a firefight in the tower. The beast may have already enthralled half of them. I will not stand by while my pay check is cut in half! I am going in!" Posey says, galloping at full speed towards the light house
"There is a firefight in the tower. The beast may have already enthralled half of them. I will not stand by while my pay check is cut in half! I am going in!" Posey says, galloping at full speed towards the light house
Does anything get in Posey's way in the ~three rounds she takes galloping towards the light house?
It really needs to be clarified that while sunset has passed and it is twilight now, neither is there true darkness. There is some haze, but mostly clear conditions. While where Cavaliere is standing on the hillside is in the shadow of the hill from the twilight and therefore darker, to go to the lighthouse by air or land would be to trot against a mid-blue background. Being seen and targeted is a risk.
>>191742
I am willing to risk being seen and drawing aggro. Posey runs towards the light house at full speed.
I am willing to risk being seen and drawing aggro. Posey runs towards the light house at full speed.
Very well...
>>191744
Cavaliere jumps up, and takes flight towards the head of small lighthouse. He must be careful to time his approach, lest the light blind him.
But he quickly finds a problem. Most of the windows are closed, though the window the ponies have been shooting out of is open.
Two pot shots - likely it was more, but two come close - are taken at Cavaliere
[1d20-1 = (13-1) = 12]
[2d6 = 10]
[1d20-1 = (20-1) = 19]
[2d6 = 10]
>>191743
Posey runs towards the door. It is locked. Two rifle shots come by Posey. Perhaps they are actually machine gun shots, and if they are not, she can hear that one is in use.
[1d20+1 = (1+1) = 2]
[2d8 = 8]
[1d20+1 = (15+1) = 16]
[2d8 = 13]
>>191744
Cavaliere jumps up, and takes flight towards the head of small lighthouse. He must be careful to time his approach, lest the light blind him.
But he quickly finds a problem. Most of the windows are closed, though the window the ponies have been shooting out of is open.
Two pot shots - likely it was more, but two come close - are taken at Cavaliere
[1d20-1 = (13-1) = 12]
[2d6 = 10]
[1d20-1 = (20-1) = 19]
[2d6 = 10]
>>191743
Posey runs towards the door. It is locked. Two rifle shots come by Posey. Perhaps they are actually machine gun shots, and if they are not, she can hear that one is in use.
[1d20+1 = (1+1) = 2]
[2d8 = 8]
[1d20+1 = (15+1) = 16]
[2d8 = 13]
>>191745
Miss
Posey immediately proceeds to try to break down the door using her crowbar.
(Pardon the delay. I had to check the rules to see if this DC was worth rolling for)
Strength check
[1d20+5 = (2+5) = 7]
Miss
Posey immediately proceeds to try to break down the door using her crowbar.
(Pardon the delay. I had to check the rules to see if this DC was worth rolling for)
Strength check
[1d20+5 = (2+5) = 7]
>>191746
"Damnit!" Posey hisses
Her turn is over.
She glances behind her, to see what's engaging with her
"Damnit!" Posey hisses
Her turn is over.
She glances behind her, to see what's engaging with her
Posey will try again on the next round
>>191747
Kira scrunches down into the grass, using her color palette to blend into the mostly dead and asleep grass. While she does so, she uses her various sense to get a grasp of where they're being attacked from.
Hide: [1d20+14 = (20+14) = 34]
Spot: [1d20+8 = (13+8) = 21]
Listen: [1d20+8 = (13+8) = 21]
Silver, meanwhile, charges with his sword drawn in the direction of the lighthouse door to try to bust it down or even destroy it with a swing of his sword. "IN-COM-IIIIIIIIIIING!"
Charge: [1d20+14 = (7+14) = 21]
Damage (if it matters for what Silver's trying to do: [2d6+6 = (6+6) = 12]
Kira scrunches down into the grass, using her color palette to blend into the mostly dead and asleep grass. While she does so, she uses her various sense to get a grasp of where they're being attacked from.
Hide: [1d20+14 = (20+14) = 34]
Spot: [1d20+8 = (13+8) = 21]
Listen: [1d20+8 = (13+8) = 21]
Silver, meanwhile, charges with his sword drawn in the direction of the lighthouse door to try to bust it down or even destroy it with a swing of his sword. "IN-COM-IIIIIIIIIIING!"
Charge: [1d20+14 = (7+14) = 21]
Damage (if it matters for what Silver's trying to do: [2d6+6 = (6+6) = 12]
>>191747
Down the hill, muzzle flashes and equine figures
>>191749
One shot does come Silver's way
[1d20+1 = (3+1) = 4]
[2d8 = 11]
Silver is, rather fortunately, able to break the hinge off of the door and forcibly open it
Inside, the area is narrow. There is some blood on the floor, a wall with a couple cabinets (both open), an empty desk, and the beginning of an iron spiral staircase going up.
Kira is able to use her body length to her advantage, to blend into the horizon from a distance if she inches along.
She sees that there are a number of pony soldiers down the hill towards the bay that are shooting towards the party, and especially, towards other attackers.
Down the hill, muzzle flashes and equine figures
>>191749
One shot does come Silver's way
[1d20+1 = (3+1) = 4]
[2d8 = 11]
Silver is, rather fortunately, able to break the hinge off of the door and forcibly open it
Inside, the area is narrow. There is some blood on the floor, a wall with a couple cabinets (both open), an empty desk, and the beginning of an iron spiral staircase going up.
Kira is able to use her body length to her advantage, to blend into the horizon from a distance if she inches along.
She sees that there are a number of pony soldiers down the hill towards the bay that are shooting towards the party, and especially, towards other attackers.
>>191752
Yes.
It almost looks like a bat. The way its head is, I mean. Well, a bat with its bones formed like a beak. Like it's trying to walk on naked wings. But much, much larger. Much larger than Kira.
And overhead, in the sky...
She can't call it an angel. An Angel would give off light. This looks closer to a moth. Or a set of moths tied together.
>>191751
Blood on the ground, an opened cabinet, and an iron staircase going up.
Yes.
It almost looks like a bat. The way its head is, I mean. Well, a bat with its bones formed like a beak. Like it's trying to walk on naked wings. But much, much larger. Much larger than Kira.
And overhead, in the sky...
She can't call it an angel. An Angel would give off light. This looks closer to a moth. Or a set of moths tied together.
>>191751
Blood on the ground, an opened cabinet, and an iron staircase going up.
>>191753
Silver goes up the iron staircase, worried about the state of the airponies.
Kira grimaces. More of these aberrant creations...she slithers forward slightly to see if she can clearly see the positions of the enemy forces, as she might be able to relay them to the other party members over the radio and help them get out okay.
Silver goes up the iron staircase, worried about the state of the airponies.
Kira grimaces. More of these aberrant creations...she slithers forward slightly to see if she can clearly see the positions of the enemy forces, as she might be able to relay them to the other party members over the radio and help them get out okay.
>>191753
"Is anypony still alive?!"
Posey calls up the tower
"Captain Waters sent us!"
Whatever the response, she proceeds to climb the tower.
She she climbs, she keeps an eye out for any useful provisions in the light house, such as medical kits, potion caches, healing belts, talismans, or other things a light house may be stocked with.
"Is anypony still alive?!"
Posey calls up the tower
"Captain Waters sent us!"
Whatever the response, she proceeds to climb the tower.
She she climbs, she keeps an eye out for any useful provisions in the light house, such as medical kits, potion caches, healing belts, talismans, or other things a light house may be stocked with.
>>191756
Being shot shouldn't interrupt your movement unless it renders you unconscious.
And even then, you would continue moving forward at half speed until you crashed
Being shot shouldn't interrupt your movement unless it renders you unconscious.
And even then, you would continue moving forward at half speed until you crashed
>>191766
Seems to be consistent with a hybrid between East Equestrian (Manehattan to Ablion) and New Mareland
Seems to be consistent with a hybrid between East Equestrian (Manehattan to Ablion) and New Mareland
>>191767
So not a communist then
"We are mercenaries, sent by Captain Waters!" Posey calls up, still climbing
"Has the beast taken any of your minds? Hold on, I am coming up."
So not a communist then
"We are mercenaries, sent by Captain Waters!" Posey calls up, still climbing
"Has the beast taken any of your minds? Hold on, I am coming up."
>>191765
Climb: [1d20+7 = (12+7) = 19]
It's actually str modifier but I won't contest your ruling
Diplomacy: [1d20+2 = (5+2) = 7]
With a pained voice, Cavaliere says, "I just took a bullet for you so you should listen to what I say. We're helping get you back to Captain Waters and off this island."
He won't climb inside until he's sure he won't be shot.
Climb: [1d20+7 = (12+7) = 19]
It's actually str modifier but I won't contest your ruling
Diplomacy: [1d20+2 = (5+2) = 7]
With a pained voice, Cavaliere says, "I just took a bullet for you so you should listen to what I say. We're helping get you back to Captain Waters and off this island."
He won't climb inside until he's sure he won't be shot.
>>191765
Silver: "Your rescue party, sent by Captain Waters. Again, do not shoot us."
Silver advances up the stairs, hoping he doesn't end up getting shot.
Silver: "Your rescue party, sent by Captain Waters. Again, do not shoot us."
Silver advances up the stairs, hoping he doesn't end up getting shot.
>>191768
"Captain Waters?"
A different voice:
"the one outside? No. We're all in here."
>>191769
Cavaliere is able to place his hind legs against the structure in a way that makes hanging off of it sustainable even as he is wounded. He does know that he is vulnerable there. But something else behind him is taking more of their attention.
"Waters? How do you know Waters?"
>>191770
"Then how'd you get past these commies?"
"Captain Waters?"
A different voice:
"the one outside? No. We're all in here."
>>191769
Cavaliere is able to place his hind legs against the structure in a way that makes hanging off of it sustainable even as he is wounded. He does know that he is vulnerable there. But something else behind him is taking more of their attention.
"Waters? How do you know Waters?"
>>191770
"Then how'd you get past these commies?"
>>191771
"Oh, good." Posey says
"Wait a moment. I am coming up."
She proceeds up the staircase
>>191770
"Silver, be a dear and guard the door, in case any monsters come out way."
>"Then how'd you get past these commies?"
"We had a parley with some deserters. They are helping carry the wounded. We can explain it all in a minute, but what's important right now is that you all get ready to leave." she says, still walking
"Oh, good." Posey says
"Wait a moment. I am coming up."
She proceeds up the staircase
>>191770
"Silver, be a dear and guard the door, in case any monsters come out way."
>"Then how'd you get past these commies?"
"We had a parley with some deserters. They are helping carry the wounded. We can explain it all in a minute, but what's important right now is that you all get ready to leave." she says, still walking
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