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>>192167
>>192183
>>192187
Silver: "Wait, 'less ruined'..." Silver suddenly hoofs himself in the face. "...you mean modern village. Дерьмо. He is going towards Kostroma and is going to come into contact with last group of survivors." Looking over at Cavaliere, Silver tells him, "Tell griffons to finish up, we are moving out. Possessions can be replaced, lives can not."
>>192183
>>192187
Silver: "Wait, 'less ruined'..." Silver suddenly hoofs himself in the face. "...you mean modern village. Дерьмо. He is going towards Kostroma and is going to come into contact with last group of survivors." Looking over at Cavaliere, Silver tells him, "Tell griffons to finish up, we are moving out. Possessions can be replaced, lives can not."
After having recaptured the sheep, Posey zones out for a bit, her eyes still glassed over in a zombie-like trance. She suddenly snaps back to reality as the herd mentality wears off and she looks around in confusion.
"...Wait... Why did we even come here? We are supposed to be at the village. Have we all just been following eachother this whole time?" she pauses, looking left and right, before pointing in the direction of the village
"That way." she says, towing the sheep behind her
"...Wait... Why did we even come here? We are supposed to be at the village. Have we all just been following eachother this whole time?" she pauses, looking left and right, before pointing in the direction of the village
"That way." she says, towing the sheep behind her
Through the mist and fog of that small valley on the way to the villages, distant popping sounds, and the sound of... A violin
>>192200
Staring back at Posey is an ewe, her ragged winter coat partly removed somehow by two ponies who do not have actual sheering tools
>>192200
Staring back at Posey is an ewe, her ragged winter coat partly removed somehow by two ponies who do not have actual sheering tools
>>192206
Yay, sheep fren!
Posey slowly approaches the ewe and ties her lead around her
"Come along now, Mary."
Posey follows the others towards the village.
>A violin
"..... Did Hooked In play a violin?"
Yay, sheep fren!
Posey slowly approaches the ewe and ties her lead around her
"Come along now, Mary."
Posey follows the others towards the village.
>A violin
"..... Did Hooked In play a violin?"
>>192207
"Bah"
The sheep looks up at her
The white pegasus stallion airpony, who has not quite kept pace with her, answers
"Not to my knowledge..."
"Bah"
The sheep looks up at her
The white pegasus stallion airpony, who has not quite kept pace with her, answers
"Not to my knowledge..."
>>192208
>"Bah"
Posey pets the sheep.
"I doubt the thralls of the Traveller have any appreciation for music in their state, but we should not discount it... Music on a deserted island in a frigid ocean.. Sirens? No, no lyrics. It could also be a spectral Lyrist or other keening spirit. Be on guard for any auditory psychic attacks." She says, drawing her sword
Rolling Arcana, to check for any potential supernatural elements to the song.
>"Bah"
Posey pets the sheep.
"I doubt the thralls of the Traveller have any appreciation for music in their state, but we should not discount it... Music on a deserted island in a frigid ocean.. Sirens? No, no lyrics. It could also be a spectral Lyrist or other keening spirit. Be on guard for any auditory psychic attacks." She says, drawing her sword
Rolling Arcana, to check for any potential supernatural elements to the song.
>>192209
Kira raises her hoof. "Uh, psychic means 'mind stuff', right? I'm fairly certain that's the Traveler's whole shtick..."
Kira raises her hoof. "Uh, psychic means 'mind stuff', right? I'm fairly certain that's the Traveler's whole shtick..."
>>192211
"Psychic attacks can come from a variety of sources. It's always important to be on the lookout."
"Psychic attacks can come from a variety of sources. It's always important to be on the lookout."
>>192214
Kira proceeds to lower her hoof, only to raise it again. "Oh...so, like the voices that have been telling us to go to sleep?"
Silver: "Speaking of, we need to inoculate airponies against Traveler's influence. I will just say again; I have heard wrapping something soaked in urine around your head has same effects as tin foil against mind control."
Kira proceeds to lower her hoof, only to raise it again. "Oh...so, like the voices that have been telling us to go to sleep?"
Silver: "Speaking of, we need to inoculate airponies against Traveler's influence. I will just say again; I have heard wrapping something soaked in urine around your head has same effects as tin foil against mind control."
>>192215
"Possibly." Posey replies.
"My mind is fortified against such attacks. I will proceed and give the signal to approach once the coast is clear."
Posey slowly approaches the sounds of the violin.
"Possibly." Posey replies.
"My mind is fortified against such attacks. I will proceed and give the signal to approach once the coast is clear."
Posey slowly approaches the sounds of the violin.
>>192209
>>192210
Posey knows what it is. And she knows what magic it carries. What she is hearing is a part of a symphony. Not every instrument plays, but the core of the harmony remains, and that sound carries with it a spirit that incites to great action. It is the sound of a nation, a sound that stirs the heart to great deeds, and to offer great sacrifices.
>>192216
In that now well-travelled valley, through the fog. She can hear it.
>>192210
Posey knows what it is. And she knows what magic it carries. What she is hearing is a part of a symphony. Not every instrument plays, but the core of the harmony remains, and that sound carries with it a spirit that incites to great action. It is the sound of a nation, a sound that stirs the heart to great deeds, and to offer great sacrifices.
>>192216
In that now well-travelled valley, through the fog. She can hear it.
>>192206
"Anything that would play a musical instrument in these circumstances has no fear. Be on your guard."
"Anything that would play a musical instrument in these circumstances has no fear. Be on your guard."
>>192217
So it's not a spell or another sort of sonic attack?
Posey proceeds towards the source of the sound, taking advantage of the music's distraction and the fog's cover to approach stealthily.
She takes 10 on stealth (both skills), for a modified 17.
So it's not a spell or another sort of sonic attack?
Posey proceeds towards the source of the sound, taking advantage of the music's distraction and the fog's cover to approach stealthily.
She takes 10 on stealth (both skills), for a modified 17.
Posey takes 10 on her perception for a modified 13 as she faces the music?
Does she see anything before she bumps into the source?
Does she see anything before she bumps into the source?
>>192224
>>192222
Staring into the mist they look down the valley. It's the same valley where before they encountered and fought the Petrushkas, and where the sheep was found. Though the sky is white, visibility is not entirely hindered.
To the left side of the valley, across the southern slope of the northern hill, a green light appears in the sky, attached to a slowly falling parachute. It casts a wide light upon especially that slope, but the valley as well.
The party does not need the light to see what occupies the center. Two groups of four ponies wearing green uniforms, flak jackets, and gas masks, carrying a diverse array of weapons, with a group of four less obviously well armed ponies behind. Some look around at what seem to be items left behind on the ground, and the lone corpse of a pony, but most maintain vigilance.
>>192222
Staring into the mist they look down the valley. It's the same valley where before they encountered and fought the Petrushkas, and where the sheep was found. Though the sky is white, visibility is not entirely hindered.
To the left side of the valley, across the southern slope of the northern hill, a green light appears in the sky, attached to a slowly falling parachute. It casts a wide light upon especially that slope, but the valley as well.
The party does not need the light to see what occupies the center. Two groups of four ponies wearing green uniforms, flak jackets, and gas masks, carrying a diverse array of weapons, with a group of four less obviously well armed ponies behind. Some look around at what seem to be items left behind on the ground, and the lone corpse of a pony, but most maintain vigilance.
>>192225
>a green light appears in the sky
"~Ooh! Ghost ligh-"
>attached to a slowly falling parachute
"Aww, nevermind..."
>Two groups of four ponies wearing green uniforms, flak jackets, and gas masks, carrying a diverse array of weapons, with a group of four less obviously well armed ponies behind
Looks like trouble. We should try to avoid them if we can, but they're likely to track us down eventually due to the size of our group if they have any interest in engaging with us.
Be on guard.
>lone corpse of a pony
Does that look like one of our ponies? Uniform visible?
Where is this in relation to the violin music from earlier?
>a green light appears in the sky
"~Ooh! Ghost ligh-"
>attached to a slowly falling parachute
"Aww, nevermind..."
>Two groups of four ponies wearing green uniforms, flak jackets, and gas masks, carrying a diverse array of weapons, with a group of four less obviously well armed ponies behind
Looks like trouble. We should try to avoid them if we can, but they're likely to track us down eventually due to the size of our group if they have any interest in engaging with us.
Be on guard.
>lone corpse of a pony
Does that look like one of our ponies? Uniform visible?
Where is this in relation to the violin music from earlier?
>>192226
>one of ours
It does not. Best guess is Stalliongrad Merchant Marine based on the aqua/blue colors (Republican Naval Air Service wear green), but this is at a distance and it's kind of hard to tell.
Indeed, Posey can see that one of the ponies - he's in the back, behind the main line - is armed with a violin besides his carbine and is sawing away. She cannot recognize the tune, but it it's surely a specific song rather than random notes.
>one of ours
It does not. Best guess is Stalliongrad Merchant Marine based on the aqua/blue colors (Republican Naval Air Service wear green), but this is at a distance and it's kind of hard to tell.
Indeed, Posey can see that one of the ponies - he's in the back, behind the main line - is armed with a violin besides his carbine and is sawing away. She cannot recognize the tune, but it it's surely a specific song rather than random notes.
>>192228
>Indeed, Posey can see that one of the ponies - he's in the back, behind the main line - is armed with a violin besides his carbine and is sawing away.
"A Dirge Singer... I believe ponies in this region call them 'Bards'. A specialist agent tasked with communing with spiritual forces and keeping morale in the face of supernatural terror. He is either the leader of a subelite force, or a supplement to elite warriors of heroic level... With our luck it is the latter. The GRU is not sparing any resources for this mission." Posey whispers, slowly backing away towards the herd
"No sign of our pony yet, but we will not be able to properly search the village without engaging these hostiles." Posey remarks
>Indeed, Posey can see that one of the ponies - he's in the back, behind the main line - is armed with a violin besides his carbine and is sawing away.
"A Dirge Singer... I believe ponies in this region call them 'Bards'. A specialist agent tasked with communing with spiritual forces and keeping morale in the face of supernatural terror. He is either the leader of a subelite force, or a supplement to elite warriors of heroic level... With our luck it is the latter. The GRU is not sparing any resources for this mission." Posey whispers, slowly backing away towards the herd
"No sign of our pony yet, but we will not be able to properly search the village without engaging these hostiles." Posey remarks
>>192229
Black Heel walks up besides Posey
"Nyet, they are called 'Combat Troubadors'." He turns to look at her. "Did you think that they would send only their weakest to fight a god?" He asks. Evidently this is a rhetorical question, as he starts to move past her, moving up the slope and away from the small group.
Looking into the herd of soldiers, in that last row there is a stallion carrying a machine gun, an earth pony stallion with a service rifle and several pan magazines on his back, and a unicorn stallion who is unarmed besides a carbine on his back. But all these stay well behind the two separate lines of ponies with submachine guns, bolt action rifles, and what must be automatic rifles with their metallic, box magazines and venting holes above the wooden handguard.
Black Heel walks up besides Posey
"Nyet, they are called 'Combat Troubadors'." He turns to look at her. "Did you think that they would send only their weakest to fight a god?" He asks. Evidently this is a rhetorical question, as he starts to move past her, moving up the slope and away from the small group.
Looking into the herd of soldiers, in that last row there is a stallion carrying a machine gun, an earth pony stallion with a service rifle and several pan magazines on his back, and a unicorn stallion who is unarmed besides a carbine on his back. But all these stay well behind the two separate lines of ponies with submachine guns, bolt action rifles, and what must be automatic rifles with their metallic, box magazines and venting holes above the wooden handguard.
"It appears as though this troupe is obstructing our path to the village. With the size of our herd, we would not be able to search the village without engaging with them."
She draws her sword
"Best to eliminate them, swiftly and decisively."
She draws her sword
"Best to eliminate them, swiftly and decisively."
>>192228
>>192230
Silver: "I am surprised he does not play balalaika."
And Silver moves to follow Black Heel sneaking away, can he recognize the song from anywhere?
>>192235
Kira: "I think that's the village we encountered the first group of Kostroma survivors in, the one with the dead medic..." Kira's ears droop for a moment as she says this before they perk back up a bit. "I think we can sneak around without fighting. The from what I've heard, the village we're looking for is on the other side of the island from where the 'gee are you' landed, past this older village."
>>192230
Silver: "I am surprised he does not play balalaika."
And Silver moves to follow Black Heel sneaking away, can he recognize the song from anywhere?
>>192235
Kira: "I think that's the village we encountered the first group of Kostroma survivors in, the one with the dead medic..." Kira's ears droop for a moment as she says this before they perk back up a bit. "I think we can sneak around without fighting. The from what I've heard, the village we're looking for is on the other side of the island from where the 'gee are you' landed, past this older village."
You didn't arm the rescued ponies and griffins, so they'll only have the arms they bothered to pick up themselves
>>192245
Well, the Kostroma ponies had guns already, right?
The griffins had harpoons when we fought them. Harpoons are a very good melee/ranged weapon. They can prevent the enemy from running or charging, and they do just as much damage coming out as they did going in.
The airponies don't need to fight.
Well, the Kostroma ponies had guns already, right?
The griffins had harpoons when we fought them. Harpoons are a very good melee/ranged weapon. They can prevent the enemy from running or charging, and they do just as much damage coming out as they did going in.
The airponies don't need to fight.
>>192246
I think what GM pone is trying to say without directly telling the party what to do is that it's a better idea to go around than it is to engage. And if you're worried about experience, doesn't D&D account for encounters that were successfully stealthed/avoided?
I think what GM pone is trying to say without directly telling the party what to do is that it's a better idea to go around than it is to engage. And if you're worried about experience, doesn't D&D account for encounters that were successfully stealthed/avoided?
If going around it is an option, then let's go around.
We don't need to roll anything to take the long away around to avoid this encounter, right?
I will roll once I get the answer.
>>192247
No. In fact, it was initially intended to be an encounter that can really only be resolved with combat. But then the party spent so long in the whaling station that by this time, the venturing soldiers were further inland, which actually makes it easier to go around them.
To try to go around is the same you use to avoid any encounter: move silently, hide, and luck. There's always room for things like distractions or smoke screens or spells if you are creative. The point of the flare appearing on the north opposite the party, but not on the south side where the party is, is to make slipping by at least plausible.
To attack, it's probably best to use explosives, area of effect weapons, or whathaveyou.
No. In fact, it was initially intended to be an encounter that can really only be resolved with combat. But then the party spent so long in the whaling station that by this time, the venturing soldiers were further inland, which actually makes it easier to go around them.
To try to go around is the same you use to avoid any encounter: move silently, hide, and luck. There's always room for things like distractions or smoke screens or spells if you are creative. The point of the flare appearing on the north opposite the party, but not on the south side where the party is, is to make slipping by at least plausible.
To attack, it's probably best to use explosives, area of effect weapons, or whathaveyou.
>>192264
Yeah, that's what I was thinking. Looks like a fun fight.
>move silently, hide
We can't possibly all roll that without at least one member of the herd failing the check, unless it's a single luck roll.
How's this, Posey will roll a luck check, with a little bit of bloodletting for food fortune. If the result is above whatever GM determined the DC to be, the enemies are sufficiently distracted by the flare allowing our herd to simply walk past them. If the check fails, then cowabunga it is, and we fight through the encounter as intended. A simple diceroll to advance the plot.
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Posey slowly walks across the side of the herd, inspecting each creature like a piece of meat, making sure to gaze at any creature not already under her spell.
"Alright, you landlubbers. We have ourselves our conundrum here. The enemy forces have an elite troup in the way of our path. If we are lucky, we may be able to move past them. If we are unlucky... You will need to fight for your lives. Consider it a trial run, to test if you have what it takes to earn your place aboard the Kostroma and leave this desolate rock alive. Everypony pulls their weight in our crew."
She eyes the New Mareland airponies
"The hostages, however, will trot in the rear, abd should consider themselves exempt. You are worth little to us dead."
She majestically trots back to the front of the herd, and mutters a short prayer to the Bloated Goat
"Oh bloated pale master of herds, guide this pitiful flock to through the mists, so that we may reach our true battle and spill even greater blood in our fury."
Posey draws her sword, and levitates it to her 'wrist' (do ponies have wrists?) and slashes a deep cut, stifling a moan at the exquisite pain of the silvered blade reaving through her impure flesh, the wound sizzling as it drips with icor.
Damage (Posey starts the encounter with this much less HP)
[1d8+5 = (3+5) = 8]
Luck roll
[1d20+2 = (13+2) = 15]
Yeah, that's what I was thinking. Looks like a fun fight.
>move silently, hide
We can't possibly all roll that without at least one member of the herd failing the check, unless it's a single luck roll.
How's this, Posey will roll a luck check, with a little bit of bloodletting for food fortune. If the result is above whatever GM determined the DC to be, the enemies are sufficiently distracted by the flare allowing our herd to simply walk past them. If the check fails, then cowabunga it is, and we fight through the encounter as intended. A simple diceroll to advance the plot.
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Posey slowly walks across the side of the herd, inspecting each creature like a piece of meat, making sure to gaze at any creature not already under her spell.
"Alright, you landlubbers. We have ourselves our conundrum here. The enemy forces have an elite troup in the way of our path. If we are lucky, we may be able to move past them. If we are unlucky... You will need to fight for your lives. Consider it a trial run, to test if you have what it takes to earn your place aboard the Kostroma and leave this desolate rock alive. Everypony pulls their weight in our crew."
She eyes the New Mareland airponies
"The hostages, however, will trot in the rear, abd should consider themselves exempt. You are worth little to us dead."
She majestically trots back to the front of the herd, and mutters a short prayer to the Bloated Goat
"Oh bloated pale master of herds, guide this pitiful flock to through the mists, so that we may reach our true battle and spill even greater blood in our fury."
Posey draws her sword, and levitates it to her 'wrist' (do ponies have wrists?) and slashes a deep cut, stifling a moan at the exquisite pain of the silvered blade reaving through her impure flesh, the wound sizzling as it drips with icor.
Damage (Posey starts the encounter with this much less HP)
[1d8+5 = (3+5) = 8]
Luck roll
[1d20+2 = (13+2) = 15]
>>192265
Posey can feel her energy - her essence - slowly drain out of her, and taking something with it.
But as if from a light shining above - though nothing pierces the grey-tinged twilight - Posey can feel the smile of Fortuna looking down on her.
The fog, though not so thick at sea level, is here as before, more intense at a higher elevation. If the party does not make much noise, they may be able to walk around the crest of the hill undetected. For now, at least.
Posey can feel her energy - her essence - slowly drain out of her, and taking something with it.
But as if from a light shining above - though nothing pierces the grey-tinged twilight - Posey can feel the smile of Fortuna looking down on her.
The fog, though not so thick at sea level, is here as before, more intense at a higher elevation. If the party does not make much noise, they may be able to walk around the crest of the hill undetected. For now, at least.
>>192266
Posey glances behind her towards the herd
"The shepherd of fortune is not a patient one. Be swift and be silent. Lest you be food for the hounds of fate." she says back to the herd, as she gracefully glides forward into the flog
Posey glances behind her towards the herd
"The shepherd of fortune is not a patient one. Be swift and be silent. Lest you be food for the hounds of fate." she says back to the herd, as she gracefully glides forward into the flog
Cavaliere gestures to the griffons to remain quiet and silently shepherds them through the fog around the hill.
>>192265
>>192266
Kira grimaces at the bloodletting, but she slithers through the fog, following the path the others are taking. Silver takes a look at Posey's new wound as he passes her, commenting, "You need to lay off dark magic, blood is not supposed to look like that" before following suit with Kira.
>>192266
Kira grimaces at the bloodletting, but she slithers through the fog, following the path the others are taking. Silver takes a look at Posey's new wound as he passes her, commenting, "You need to lay off dark magic, blood is not supposed to look like that" before following suit with Kira.
Posey orders Monstro to crawl across the ground with it slower land speed, where it should be covered by the mist, and it not, hopefully mistaken for an inanimate pile of whale bones.
She ushers it towards the rear of the group, interposing the bony behemoth between the airponies and the GRU, so that they have cover.
>>192269
"I already told you, my body is fortified by magic, which is what suppresses the cursed spirits that hound me. I never call on my powers when they are not needed. It was just a little recitation, letting out some bad luck to make room for good fortune." Posey says, before trotting away evasively and concealing herself beneath her cloak to heal her wound
She ushers it towards the rear of the group, interposing the bony behemoth between the airponies and the GRU, so that they have cover.
>>192269
"I already told you, my body is fortified by magic, which is what suppresses the cursed spirits that hound me. I never call on my powers when they are not needed. It was just a little recitation, letting out some bad luck to make room for good fortune." Posey says, before trotting away evasively and concealing herself beneath her cloak to heal her wound
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