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Do we make it? Can we proceed to finding the airpony?
The party goes up the hill, away from the nearby squad of soldiers. The soldiers for their part, take a moment to observe and investigate the remains of the battle fought there in the valley. Presumably they move on, and presumably, they take interest in the derelict whaling station at the end of the valley. But the herd of creatures following the party have little interest in that. Climbing up the hill, the fog gets thicker, even if it never quite cuts of visibility. Perhaps the party choses to cut around the northern rim of the hill. This is the most risky path in terms of being spotted, but it is the quickest. Perhaps they chose to go around the southern edge. This is the longest, but the furthest from the line of sight from the GRU. Or maybe they go straight over the top and by the crashed Patrol Bomber. The train of ponies and griffins shows little hesitation in following Posey and whomever else in going along. The griffins do so silently, though the Kostroma survivors talk amongst themselves at a low volume in their own language. Most are busy carrying those who cannot carry themselves, as the wounded remain great in number. Mala stays in the rear, uncomfortably looking back towards the advancing soldiers, and prodding the ponies in front of him to move more quickly.
Past the crest of the hill, the party can see the edges of the village. Not in much detail, as not much twilight remains, nor does much of the light of the wanning gibbous moon penetrate the ever-present haze. But between the dim moonlight, and the edges of the flickering, green light of mortar-launched flares, the ponies can see a row of stone houses that still have their slate roofs, and the black sand of the nearby beach. That is the modern village, and that is their best guess as to the location of both the last air pony, and any other Kostroma survivors.
Past the crest of the hill, the party can see the edges of the village. Not in much detail, as not much twilight remains, nor does much of the light of the wanning gibbous moon penetrate the ever-present haze. But between the dim moonlight, and the edges of the flickering, green light of mortar-launched flares, the ponies can see a row of stone houses that still have their slate roofs, and the black sand of the nearby beach. That is the modern village, and that is their best guess as to the location of both the last air pony, and any other Kostroma survivors.
The wind coming in from the Rocky Sea has slowed considerably. It is also, perhaps oddly, somewhat warmer, above freezing if not by much. The fog carries with it a light mist that falls and slowly begins to cover everything.
>>192282
Can Silver tell what the Kostroma survivors are talking about?
In either case, he looks to the rest of the group. "GRU has taken interest in this place. Let us hurry before they send squad to secure this location." He hardly waits for an answer before moving down the hill closer towards the village.
Can Silver tell what the Kostroma survivors are talking about?
In either case, he looks to the rest of the group. "GRU has taken interest in this place. Let us hurry before they send squad to secure this location." He hardly waits for an answer before moving down the hill closer towards the village.
>>192282
Cavaliere directs the train of followers to take shelter in a couple of the buildings, to keep them out of sight of any passing patrol. Room by room he searches the abandoned village.
Cavaliere directs the train of followers to take shelter in a couple of the buildings, to keep them out of sight of any passing patrol. Room by room he searches the abandoned village.
>>192282
>That is the modern village, and that is their best guess as to the location of both the last air pony, and any other Kostroma survivors.
Posey forges ahead of the herd, speeding up to a light canter, confident in her nightvision.
>>192285
Posey assist Cavalier, deliberately mentioning Captain Waters's name out loud, to draw out the airpony who may be in hiding.
>That is the modern village, and that is their best guess as to the location of both the last air pony, and any other Kostroma survivors.
Posey forges ahead of the herd, speeding up to a light canter, confident in her nightvision.
>>192285
Posey assist Cavalier, deliberately mentioning Captain Waters's name out loud, to draw out the airpony who may be in hiding.
Rolling perception
Spot:
[1d20+3 = (9+3) = 12]
Listen:
[1d20+3 = (20+3) = 23]
Search
[1d20+3 = (5+3) = 8]
Spot:
[1d20+3 = (9+3) = 12]
Listen:
[1d20+3 = (20+3) = 23]
Search
[1d20+3 = (5+3) = 8]
>>192287
I know skills don't crit, but if a 23 on listen doesn't detect him, then I doubt we'll find him any other way.
Does Posey hear any traces of the last airpony? Response to the mention of waters? Unconscious breathing? Buzzards circling a corpse?
I know skills don't crit, but if a 23 on listen doesn't detect him, then I doubt we'll find him any other way.
Does Posey hear any traces of the last airpony? Response to the mention of waters? Unconscious breathing? Buzzards circling a corpse?
>>192284
It sounds like "how far away is [unintelligible]?" "Keep up"
"What will happen to Miya?"
These are voiced at lower volume, and the majority seem to concern the immediate situation.
>>192287
A moving shadow, and small droplets of falling rain lit by a flare.
In the sounds, she hears the tapping of hooves, waves hitting the shore, a singular gun shot over the other side of the hill, a diesel engine on the far side of the South Bay, a cough, babbling in a foreign language behind her, and the wind tugging at her ears.
It sounds like "how far away is [unintelligible]?" "Keep up"
"What will happen to Miya?"
These are voiced at lower volume, and the majority seem to concern the immediate situation.
>>192287
A moving shadow, and small droplets of falling rain lit by a flare.
In the sounds, she hears the tapping of hooves, waves hitting the shore, a singular gun shot over the other side of the hill, a diesel engine on the far side of the South Bay, a cough, babbling in a foreign language behind her, and the wind tugging at her ears.
>>192290
Both the Silver and the Noodle go into the village to search around, keeping their eyes and ears open. Kira especially tries to do so silently and sneakily.
Silver:
Spot: [1d20+3 = (5+3) = 8]
Listen: [1d20+3 = (12+3) = 15]
Search: [1d20 = 2]
Kira:
Spot: [1d20+8 = (12+8) = 20]
Listen: [1d20+8 = (14+8) = 22]
Search: [1d20+5 = (7+5) = 12]
Move Silently: [1d20+14 = (19+14) = 33]
Hide: [1d20+14 = (19+14) = 33]
Both the Silver and the Noodle go into the village to search around, keeping their eyes and ears open. Kira especially tries to do so silently and sneakily.
Silver:
Spot: [1d20+3 = (5+3) = 8]
Listen: [1d20+3 = (12+3) = 15]
Search: [1d20 = 2]
Kira:
Spot: [1d20+8 = (12+8) = 20]
Listen: [1d20+8 = (14+8) = 22]
Search: [1d20+5 = (7+5) = 12]
Move Silently: [1d20+14 = (19+14) = 33]
Hide: [1d20+14 = (19+14) = 33]
>>192291
One thing is for damn sure: Kira isn't going to be seen or hear by anycreature she doesn't want to be seen by. She slips in very well to the night and the low, stone walls
One thing is for damn sure: Kira isn't going to be seen or hear by anycreature she doesn't want to be seen by. She slips in very well to the night and the low, stone walls
>>192290
>>192291
Cavaliere is the first to see it. Past the first house, one with its four stone walls and slate roof, but no remaining wooden door, or at least, an open wooden door, it moves out of the shadow. The shadow must have hid it well, because Cavaliere saw no signs of it until he approached. Perhaps it came from behind the house. Perhaps it was next to the house, but hidden by the shadow of the house, which blocks the light of the flare. The angle is wrong for it to have come out of the door.
Hopping out of the shadow, and looking up at Cavaliere, is a small beige colt. It's an earth pony with a beige coat, a long, sandy mane, and wearing two articles of clothing: one, a white, linen shirt over the chest, and the other, a
woven woolen article of clothing most akin to a fillies' dress or skirt, green in color with lavender and blue plaid stripes. The colt's green eyes reflect brightly like a wolf's in the dim light. Though he is outside he is not damp from the mist. He looks upwards at cavaliere, and his tail briefly moves from side to side.
"Mr., can you help me? I think they might have left."
His voice is prepubescent, and accented to some bizarre, backwoods variety of Equestrian.
>>192291
Cavaliere is the first to see it. Past the first house, one with its four stone walls and slate roof, but no remaining wooden door, or at least, an open wooden door, it moves out of the shadow. The shadow must have hid it well, because Cavaliere saw no signs of it until he approached. Perhaps it came from behind the house. Perhaps it was next to the house, but hidden by the shadow of the house, which blocks the light of the flare. The angle is wrong for it to have come out of the door.
Hopping out of the shadow, and looking up at Cavaliere, is a small beige colt. It's an earth pony with a beige coat, a long, sandy mane, and wearing two articles of clothing: one, a white, linen shirt over the chest, and the other, a
woven woolen article of clothing most akin to a fillies' dress or skirt, green in color with lavender and blue plaid stripes. The colt's green eyes reflect brightly like a wolf's in the dim light. Though he is outside he is not damp from the mist. He looks upwards at cavaliere, and his tail briefly moves from side to side.
"Mr., can you help me? I think they might have left."
His voice is prepubescent, and accented to some bizarre, backwoods variety of Equestrian.
>>192293
Silver blinks once he sees the colt. He looks over to the airship ponies to see their reaction, if this is the pony they're missing.
Silver blinks once he sees the colt. He looks over to the airship ponies to see their reaction, if this is the pony they're missing.
>>192294
The airship ponies don't have much of a reaction at all. They are of course much further back and likely distracted. From the noise, there is reason to think the soldiers will be down the hill soon
The airship ponies don't have much of a reaction at all. They are of course much further back and likely distracted. From the noise, there is reason to think the soldiers will be down the hill soon
>>192296
The colt moves forward, stopping at about the edge of the house, and looks towards Silver. He tilts his head, and an ear flops down.
"Nnno?" He rights his head. "Ship? It hasn't left yet, has it? I was at the cliet at the end of Kirchner's Hill, lookin' for anything to use, and I... okay, I was picking flowers. I wanted to take them with me. To have something, you know. But I lost track of time. Is anypony still here?"
The colt moves forward, stopping at about the edge of the house, and looks towards Silver. He tilts his head, and an ear flops down.
"Nnno?" He rights his head. "Ship? It hasn't left yet, has it? I was at the cliet at the end of Kirchner's Hill, lookin' for anything to use, and I... okay, I was picking flowers. I wanted to take them with me. To have something, you know. But I lost track of time. Is anypony still here?"
>>192297
Now Silver looks over to the griffons from the whaling station to see if they know anything about this.
Now Silver looks over to the griffons from the whaling station to see if they know anything about this.
>>192298
The griffins, like the airponies, have not travelled with the vanguard of the party to the village, but have stayed in the rear, moving along the long train of wounded ponies. They look distracted and confused.
The griffins, like the airponies, have not travelled with the vanguard of the party to the village, but have stayed in the rear, moving along the long train of wounded ponies. They look distracted and confused.
>>192299
Silver sighs, and looks at the colt. "I want you to explain more clearly. Ship, Kirchner's Hill, everything. Because we are on island that was previously assumed to be uninhabited and is currently in middle of warzone."
Kira, meanwhile, flicks her tongue from the shadows.
Silver sighs, and looks at the colt. "I want you to explain more clearly. Ship, Kirchner's Hill, everything. Because we are on island that was previously assumed to be uninhabited and is currently in middle of warzone."
Kira, meanwhile, flicks her tongue from the shadows.
>>192300
He looks at Silver, tilts his head, rights it again, and then stomps his forehooves on the ground - though it's a quiet, and unfelt stomp.
"I don't have time! You have to take me to the ship." His ears go back. "Or they will leave without me..."
He looks at Silver, tilts his head, rights it again, and then stomps his forehooves on the ground - though it's a quiet, and unfelt stomp.
"I don't have time! You have to take me to the ship." His ears go back. "Or they will leave without me..."
>>192301
Survival: Kira, ever curious about this occurrence and wondering if this is some sort of mind trick, flights her tongue into the air to see if the colt actually smells like a living pony.
[1d20+11 = (14+11) = 25]
Survival: Kira, ever curious about this occurrence and wondering if this is some sort of mind trick, flights her tongue into the air to see if the colt actually smells like a living pony.
[1d20+11 = (14+11) = 25]
>>192301
Posey glides over, her golden eyes glinting in the dim light
"What is your name, little one?" she asks, calmly
>"Or they will leave without me..."
"Hush now. Nopony is leaving this island anytime soon, because the ship is grounded. We are on our way to the ship right now. We are just looking for one of our friends first. Perhaps we could help each other. Did you see a lone stallion pass by here?" she asks, to her voice calm and gentle
She reaches into her satchel and levitates out a few flowers (Rosey Ring always has her pockets full of posies), and offers it to the colt, skillfully floating it in front of his nose to lure him into her gaze.
"My son likes flowers too. They're a rare treat where I come from."
Posey glides over, her golden eyes glinting in the dim light
"What is your name, little one?" she asks, calmly
>"Or they will leave without me..."
"Hush now. Nopony is leaving this island anytime soon, because the ship is grounded. We are on our way to the ship right now. We are just looking for one of our friends first. Perhaps we could help each other. Did you see a lone stallion pass by here?" she asks, to her voice calm and gentle
She reaches into her satchel and levitates out a few flowers (Rosey Ring always has her pockets full of posies), and offers it to the colt, skillfully floating it in front of his nose to lure him into her gaze.
"My son likes flowers too. They're a rare treat where I come from."
>>192293
>>192301
Cavaliere keeps a calm voice. "Which ship do you mean? There was an airship there behind that hill, and now there are two ships, the Kostroma and a military ship. Don't worry, we plan on getting off this island too." He looks to see if there is any sign of recognition once the Kostroma is mentioned.
>>192301
Cavaliere keeps a calm voice. "Which ship do you mean? There was an airship there behind that hill, and now there are two ships, the Kostroma and a military ship. Don't worry, we plan on getting off this island too." He looks to see if there is any sign of recognition once the Kostroma is mentioned.
>>192302
flick flick flick
Guh!
flick flick
Ugh, it’s like looking for a needle in a haystack. Except it’s not like looking for a needle in a haystack. All you’d need to do is find the needle. This… it’s more like looking for a needle in a needle stack. And all the needles are a little different, but you don’t know what the one you’re looking for looks like. Let’s see…
flick flick
That’s Silver
flick flick
That’s Posey. She smells a little off. Kind of plasticky. Actually not that strong of a smell. You can only really smell her because she’s so close.
flick flick
That’s a Griffin. Cavaliere probably
flick flick
An airpony?
flick flick
That’s that annoying bat pony. No not that one. The other one.
flick flick
That’s a hyena
flick flick
That’s Mary. Go wave hi to her!
flick flick
That’s Rustling Pine. I know because his smell is kind of distinct.
Well nothing here smells like a foal. I mean, you could go and lean over the foal and flick your tongue but… well when I tried that with a couple zebra foals back in Dhamaji they didn’t like it. Maybe ponies don’t mind being, well, tasted? But what if they do?
>>192303
The foal looks up at Posey. The muscles of his face are strained, and convey fear and desperation, but somehow his eyes look past her.
“B-barley Corn.” He leans forward, as if about to spring and jump onto posey.
“Can you take me to the ship? I haven’t seen anypony. Honest. I think they’ve left. Can you take me to the ship?”
>>192304
“I forgot the name. Two masts, I think? Leaving for Sunset.” He tilts his head . “The one going to Sunset. That’s where everyone is going.”
flick flick flick
Guh!
flick flick
Ugh, it’s like looking for a needle in a haystack. Except it’s not like looking for a needle in a haystack. All you’d need to do is find the needle. This… it’s more like looking for a needle in a needle stack. And all the needles are a little different, but you don’t know what the one you’re looking for looks like. Let’s see…
flick flick
That’s Silver
flick flick
That’s Posey. She smells a little off. Kind of plasticky. Actually not that strong of a smell. You can only really smell her because she’s so close.
flick flick
That’s a Griffin. Cavaliere probably
flick flick
An airpony?
flick flick
That’s that annoying bat pony. No not that one. The other one.
flick flick
That’s a hyena
flick flick
That’s Mary. Go wave hi to her!
flick flick
That’s Rustling Pine. I know because his smell is kind of distinct.
Well nothing here smells like a foal. I mean, you could go and lean over the foal and flick your tongue but… well when I tried that with a couple zebra foals back in Dhamaji they didn’t like it. Maybe ponies don’t mind being, well, tasted? But what if they do?
>>192303
The foal looks up at Posey. The muscles of his face are strained, and convey fear and desperation, but somehow his eyes look past her.
“B-barley Corn.” He leans forward, as if about to spring and jump onto posey.
“Can you take me to the ship? I haven’t seen anypony. Honest. I think they’ve left. Can you take me to the ship?”
>>192304
“I forgot the name. Two masts, I think? Leaving for Sunset.” He tilts his head . “The one going to Sunset. That’s where everyone is going.”
>>192304
The little pony’s head perks up, and then tilts, when Cavaliere mentions multiple ships and the Kostroma.
The little pony’s head perks up, and then tilts, when Cavaliere mentions multiple ships and the Kostroma.
>>192306
>>192307
Cavaliere looks skeptical. At least, he seems skeptical. There's precious little mouth on griffons to emote with. He does not come any closer to the colt.
"The ship had masts? Do you know if it had sails? And Sunset…do you mean the city in New Mareland?"
He tries to place the colt's accent, to get a bead on where he may be from.
>>192307
Cavaliere looks skeptical. At least, he seems skeptical. There's precious little mouth on griffons to emote with. He does not come any closer to the colt.
"The ship had masts? Do you know if it had sails? And Sunset…do you mean the city in New Mareland?"
He tries to place the colt's accent, to get a bead on where he may be from.
>>192308
Roll Knowledge. Local or whatever category you can argue is relevant. Int modifier.
The colt looks up over towards Cavaliere.
“Yeah, I believe so. Maybe paddles, too? I’m not sure. I only saw it as it sailed in and I went off to Kirchner’s Hill. Yeah, o’er in the Dominion.”
Roll Knowledge. Local or whatever category you can argue is relevant. Int modifier.
The colt looks up over towards Cavaliere.
“Yeah, I believe so. Maybe paddles, too? I’m not sure. I only saw it as it sailed in and I went off to Kirchner’s Hill. Yeah, o’er in the Dominion.”
>>192306
"Why certainly, I will take you to the ship. Just stay beside me now." she says, gently caressing the Colt's mane pushing his cheek towards her chest
She steps back and looks into his eyes
"Everything is going to be ̸̧͇̯͠o̶̠͐̈́k̸̹͗̃̅̏͜á̷̺̀ẙ̶̡̞̲͉̒̌."
Bluff check to elicit eye contact
[1d20+16 = (15+16) = 31]
The Gaze's DC is 19 as usual
>>192309
"Just what was a little colt like you doing aboard the Kostroma? I did not hear of any civilians aboard the ship besides the scientists."
"Why certainly, I will take you to the ship. Just stay beside me now." she says, gently caressing the Colt's mane pushing his cheek towards her chest
She steps back and looks into his eyes
"Everything is going to be ̸̧͇̯͠o̶̠͐̈́k̸̹͗̃̅̏͜á̷̺̀ẙ̶̡̞̲͉̒̌."
Bluff check to elicit eye contact
[1d20+16 = (15+16) = 31]
The Gaze's DC is 19 as usual
>>192309
"Just what was a little colt like you doing aboard the Kostroma? I did not hear of any civilians aboard the ship besides the scientists."
>>192310
The colt does not let Posey get close enough to touch it, moving back. The colt is looking right at posey. It’s the focus on the eyes that is questionable. Like he’s looking past her, rather than at her.
“Cost Roma? No, it was like… the Lucky Lady, I think? I don’t remember. I don’t know anything about scientists.” Looking down and shaking his head. “Today is moving day and… you have to get me to the ship or they’ll leave without me!”
>>192311
Probably… Griffish Isles or Village Up North by accent. Clothing… the shirt is factory made, and the dress is hoof woven. He looks like he put on a filly’s clothing, but it may be some kind of cultural thing. Ponies are weird.
>>192312
Posey can’t tell too much about many of the particulars, but she can tell that the dress is made for cooler weather than the shirt, which was probably made to be worn under a jacket.
The colt does not let Posey get close enough to touch it, moving back. The colt is looking right at posey. It’s the focus on the eyes that is questionable. Like he’s looking past her, rather than at her.
“Cost Roma? No, it was like… the Lucky Lady, I think? I don’t remember. I don’t know anything about scientists.” Looking down and shaking his head. “Today is moving day and… you have to get me to the ship or they’ll leave without me!”
>>192311
Probably… Griffish Isles or Village Up North by accent. Clothing… the shirt is factory made, and the dress is hoof woven. He looks like he put on a filly’s clothing, but it may be some kind of cultural thing. Ponies are weird.
>>192312
Posey can’t tell too much about many of the particulars, but she can tell that the dress is made for cooler weather than the shirt, which was probably made to be worn under a jacket.
>>192313
Cavaliere gets a hold of the closest airpony and asks for the pony in charge of observation data.
Cavaliere gets a hold of the closest airpony and asks for the pony in charge of observation data.
>>192313
>The colt does not let Posey get close enough to touch it
Touch
[1d20+5 = (6+5) = 11]
Grapple
[1d20+5 = (15+5) = 20]
>The colt does not let Posey get close enough to touch it
Touch
[1d20+5 = (6+5) = 11]
Grapple
[1d20+5 = (15+5) = 20]
>>192314
The White Pegasus pony is brought up, as he was the copilot on duty at the time of the crash. He looks around the buildings, not really focusing on the Colt.
“I… don’t recall seeing another ship, no. But we did lose sight of… well, everything, for several minutes. There was a bank of fog near the island, and the Kostroma disappeared into it. But more so… we felt… dizzy. If we were in a plane we probably would have flipped it upside down, or stalled it. We lost our sense of direction. Then we crashed.”
>>192315
Posey reaches…
And she doesn’t grab the colt. It seems to have moved out of the way.
The White Pegasus pony is brought up, as he was the copilot on duty at the time of the crash. He looks around the buildings, not really focusing on the Colt.
“I… don’t recall seeing another ship, no. But we did lose sight of… well, everything, for several minutes. There was a bank of fog near the island, and the Kostroma disappeared into it. But more so… we felt… dizzy. If we were in a plane we probably would have flipped it upside down, or stalled it. We lost our sense of direction. Then we crashed.”
>>192315
Posey reaches…
And she doesn’t grab the colt. It seems to have moved out of the way.
>>192316
"Did your records indicate any passenger vessels in the area on their way to Sunset? Does the name 'Lucky Lady' ring any bells? I find it hard to believe that a civilian vessel under New Mareland colors would be out here."
>>192315
"He does not want to be touched," he remarks firmly to Posey.
>>192317
"Before we do, can you tell us how you came aboard and where the other passengers are? Where are your parents?"
"Did your records indicate any passenger vessels in the area on their way to Sunset? Does the name 'Lucky Lady' ring any bells? I find it hard to believe that a civilian vessel under New Mareland colors would be out here."
>>192315
"He does not want to be touched," he remarks firmly to Posey.
>>192317
"Before we do, can you tell us how you came aboard and where the other passengers are? Where are your parents?"
>>192316
"Considering that he speaks our language as a colt, it is unlikely that he is from Stalliongrad.... Perhaps there is a third ship out there somewhere. If so, we may be able to leave aboard it, without the Kostroma."
>It seems to have moved out of the way.
>>192317
>another sidequest
Hmmm, maybe we should just kidnap him instead...
Grab
[1d20+5 = (9+5) = 14]
"Considering that he speaks our language as a colt, it is unlikely that he is from Stalliongrad.... Perhaps there is a third ship out there somewhere. If so, we may be able to leave aboard it, without the Kostroma."
>It seems to have moved out of the way.
>>192317
>another sidequest
Hmmm, maybe we should just kidnap him instead...
Grab
[1d20+5 = (9+5) = 14]
>>192318
White Pegasus
“No, and I’d know, because we run escorts for the merchant marine. Civilian ships aren’t permitted to sail in the Rocky Sea under New Mareland flag without a Navy or at least R&M escort. It’s called Songline operations when ships carrying refugees leave eastern Equestria to go to the Metropole. The last civilian vessel to leave Ciklage up North was a week ago, and it was a freighter, not a Songline. Frankly it’s easier to go through Nova Griffonia now, and leave from Wynghagen. Though I think civilians have been transported out of Village Up North. Most Songline ships in the area have left out of Trottingham, but Trottingham gets fewer migrants than further south, since most migrants are just passing through from Western Equestria. I don’t know if any ‘Lucky Lady’.”
“I have lived here. They are on the ship. They are all on the ship. Everyone is on the ship but me. At least I think they are. I am alone here.”
>>192319
Posey expects to hear a squeaky sound of a foal being grabbed. Instead, she feels onto the chilly air of the Rocky Sea night. Posey genuinely has no explanation as to how she missed. She thought she had him. But instead, he’s just a little further down, and looking up at her.
“I need to get on the ship!”
White Pegasus
“No, and I’d know, because we run escorts for the merchant marine. Civilian ships aren’t permitted to sail in the Rocky Sea under New Mareland flag without a Navy or at least R&M escort. It’s called Songline operations when ships carrying refugees leave eastern Equestria to go to the Metropole. The last civilian vessel to leave Ciklage up North was a week ago, and it was a freighter, not a Songline. Frankly it’s easier to go through Nova Griffonia now, and leave from Wynghagen. Though I think civilians have been transported out of Village Up North. Most Songline ships in the area have left out of Trottingham, but Trottingham gets fewer migrants than further south, since most migrants are just passing through from Western Equestria. I don’t know if any ‘Lucky Lady’.”
“I have lived here. They are on the ship. They are all on the ship. Everyone is on the ship but me. At least I think they are. I am alone here.”
>>192319
Posey expects to hear a squeaky sound of a foal being grabbed. Instead, she feels onto the chilly air of the Rocky Sea night. Posey genuinely has no explanation as to how she missed. She thought she had him. But instead, he’s just a little further down, and looking up at her.
“I need to get on the ship!”
>>192321
>Civilian ships aren’t permitted
>I have lived here.
>She thought she had him. But instead, he’s just a little further down, and looking up at her.
Posey narrows her eyes at the curious foal.
Religion (check-in for undead traits):
[1d20+11 = (15+11) = 26]
Arcana (checking for signs of time slips or illusory factors):
[1d20+11 = (1+11) = 12]
>Civilian ships aren’t permitted
>I have lived here.
>She thought she had him. But instead, he’s just a little further down, and looking up at her.
Posey narrows her eyes at the curious foal.
Religion (check-in for undead traits):
[1d20+11 = (15+11) = 26]
Arcana (checking for signs of time slips or illusory factors):
[1d20+11 = (1+11) = 12]
>>192321
He nods with appreciation to the airpony. "Thank you."
To the colt he replies, "You lived here? For how long have you been here? Did you notice anything unusual in the past few hours?"
He nods with appreciation to the airpony. "Thank you."
To the colt he replies, "You lived here? For how long have you been here? Did you notice anything unusual in the past few hours?"
>>192320
“Yeah. The village and the pier. It’s this side.”
The big, stone houses leave long shadows from the moon light. Shadows that are especially vivid when flares shoot up into the sky, sometimes casting overlapping shadows that move as the flares fall to the earth. The buildings are not alone in producing these shadows. So too does Posey and Cavaliere. But the Colt… you can see on the other side. His clothing is dry, even as so many droplets form on Posey’s own coat and clothing.
The colt looks up toward Posey
“Please? I need to go with them. Or else I’ll be stuck on the island…”
>>192323
Barley’s ears go down, and he looks down
“I kind of lost track of time…”
Then he looks back up to Cavaliere
“You showed up. And some other ponies. Please? I need to get on the ship. Can you take me to it?”
>>192324
“Um… 947.”
“Yeah. The village and the pier. It’s this side.”
The big, stone houses leave long shadows from the moon light. Shadows that are especially vivid when flares shoot up into the sky, sometimes casting overlapping shadows that move as the flares fall to the earth. The buildings are not alone in producing these shadows. So too does Posey and Cavaliere. But the Colt… you can see on the other side. His clothing is dry, even as so many droplets form on Posey’s own coat and clothing.
The colt looks up toward Posey
“Please? I need to go with them. Or else I’ll be stuck on the island…”
>>192323
Barley’s ears go down, and he looks down
“I kind of lost track of time…”
Then he looks back up to Cavaliere
“You showed up. And some other ponies. Please? I need to get on the ship. Can you take me to it?”
>>192324
“Um… 947.”
>>192325
Cavaliere takes Posey aside and whispers, "You said you are a student of the supernatural and specialize in talking with the dead. You could put those skills to good use now. Put him to rest or whatever you need to do, but see if there's any information on the lost airpony."
If nopony else wants to talk to him, Cavaliere will resume the search, hopefully with help from the airponies.
Cavaliere takes Posey aside and whispers, "You said you are a student of the supernatural and specialize in talking with the dead. You could put those skills to good use now. Put him to rest or whatever you need to do, but see if there's any information on the lost airpony."
If nopony else wants to talk to him, Cavaliere will resume the search, hopefully with help from the airponies.
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