The SSRS Kostroma lies idle in the southeastern bay of Mended Horn Island. Only the front portion, the two forward masts and the front of the superstructure that sits in the center of the freighter's hull, is illuminated by a pair of dim lights that glow orange-red, a sure sign that the boilers of the Kostroma are dying, and the lights will soon go off. The remainder of the ship's funnel, and the mast behind the superstructure are visible only in silhouette. The gibbous moon and starry night that would have provided a clear backdrop to the black hulk of the Kostroma have been smothered by the overcast skies and light rain.
A sound comes, not from the Kostroma, and indeed, not from anywhere at all. A low, vaguely tinnitus-like sound that drains out the sound of silence. It calls to you. It calls to everyone.
"Come to the Kostroma, good soldier. Join us here. Come."
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>>193551
Kira doesn't like how the Traveler is able to probe into her mind and take the image of Hopper to mess with her.
"My home is gone. That's why I'm here, to find my tribe a new home, a safe home." She rears up her head, standing defiant to the god-Hopper. "But why are you here? What caused you to fall out of the sky and into our reality?"
>>193552
"Oh." The fluffy unicorn rubs the back of his head in awkwardness. "I suppose there is not much for me to do, then. Is that all that needs to be done here?"
Kira doesn't like how the Traveler is able to probe into her mind and take the image of Hopper to mess with her.
"My home is gone. That's why I'm here, to find my tribe a new home, a safe home." She rears up her head, standing defiant to the god-Hopper. "But why are you here? What caused you to fall out of the sky and into our reality?"
>>193552
"Oh." The fluffy unicorn rubs the back of his head in awkwardness. "I suppose there is not much for me to do, then. Is that all that needs to be done here?"
>>193554
The image of Hopper comes closer. Within striking distance, perhaps
“I lost a fight and was thrown out. Same as you, really.”
The image of Hopper comes closer. Within striking distance, perhaps
“I lost a fight and was thrown out. Same as you, really.”
>>193555
Kira knows what this is. This is a show of dominance, just like two animals in the wild. No blows have come, not yet at least. What matters is that she holds fast in the face of this pressure. Show that she has nothing to fear.
"Tell me, was this a fight you chose? Were you the aggressor? What started this fight to happen?"
Kira knows what this is. This is a show of dominance, just like two animals in the wild. No blows have come, not yet at least. What matters is that she holds fast in the face of this pressure. Show that she has nothing to fear.
"Tell me, was this a fight you chose? Were you the aggressor? What started this fight to happen?"
>>193556
“Do the ponies ask you those questions?” It says.
“Now what are you going to do about it?”
>>193554
“Well… clean up what has spilled. I don’t like that the tanks are open, but so long as there is no explosion or sustained fire, it should be good enough.” She turns her head. “Did the torpedoes get hit?”
“Do the ponies ask you those questions?” It says.
“Now what are you going to do about it?”
>>193554
“Well… clean up what has spilled. I don’t like that the tanks are open, but so long as there is no explosion or sustained fire, it should be good enough.” She turns her head. “Did the torpedoes get hit?”
>>193558
“Hopper” scrunches, and walks closer
“I can get you your home back.”
Zara:
“Yes, uh, downstairs.”
“Hopper” scrunches, and walks closer
“I can get you your home back.”
Zara:
“Yes, uh, downstairs.”
>>193560
It opens its horizontally slit wyes wider.
“As you are, you cannot. As I am, I cannot. But together… You must understand. Even death may be defeated. Anything created anew. Anything dreamed become reality.”
>>193560
Zara looks at his hoof, and then takes it. She looks up to him. “Uh, sure, I guess.”
It opens its horizontally slit wyes wider.
“As you are, you cannot. As I am, I cannot. But together… You must understand. Even death may be defeated. Anything created anew. Anything dreamed become reality.”
>>193560
Zara looks at his hoof, and then takes it. She looks up to him. “Uh, sure, I guess.”
>>193549
>I mean, they could be magic beads. But if you want to do it that way, okay
Oi, if they're magic, it would be Kira that would know for sure, not Posey.
>I mean, they could be magic beads. But if you want to do it that way, okay
Oi, if they're magic, it would be Kira that would know for sure, not Posey.
Posey gets to work hauling the bodies to the edge of the ship, preferably in a place out of clear view so that she can begin to harvest the spell components from their bodies before chopping them into chum (a grisly sight).
Blackheel comes into deck and attempts to speak to the nearest party member.
“Alright, what is the play? Take the boat, torpedo the Kostroma and slip past the destroyer and make it to Nova Griffonia?”
>>193565
From bow to stern
Behind the bow machine gun, a green earth pony. This pony has had cuts into its chest between the ribs and the abdomen.
Next to the deckhouse is a rust colored griffin. He seems to be conscious and is tied up.
Near the front of the port replacement torpedo, a yellow earth pony. Silver has this one as special for some reason.
Next to the rafts, a grey griffin. Interestingly, this one was female.
Next to the 37 MM Auto-cannon, a grey griffin.
>>193563
Zara closes her eyes tightly and places her head down. Silver may have to pull to guide her.
“About a year. 10 months…”
She starts crying again.
>>193563
“But it could be. But you could be. But they could be.”
The goat comes even closer.
“Alright, what is the play? Take the boat, torpedo the Kostroma and slip past the destroyer and make it to Nova Griffonia?”
>>193565
From bow to stern
Behind the bow machine gun, a green earth pony. This pony has had cuts into its chest between the ribs and the abdomen.
Next to the deckhouse is a rust colored griffin. He seems to be conscious and is tied up.
Near the front of the port replacement torpedo, a yellow earth pony. Silver has this one as special for some reason.
Next to the rafts, a grey griffin. Interestingly, this one was female.
Next to the 37 MM Auto-cannon, a grey griffin.
>>193563
Zara closes her eyes tightly and places her head down. Silver may have to pull to guide her.
“About a year. 10 months…”
She starts crying again.
>>193563
“But it could be. But you could be. But they could be.”
The goat comes even closer.
>>193566
Silver pulls her in tight, using his own body to help guide her along. "How did you come to be part of this crew?"
>>193566
Kira shakes her head, at first slowly and then more vigorously. "No...no, they wouldn't be. I know it. The ponies of the Kostroma, the ponies from the airship, they aren't themselves. We wouldn't be either. We'd just be lost in your hive mind, and then we really would be a dead tribe."
Silver pulls her in tight, using his own body to help guide her along. "How did you come to be part of this crew?"
>>193566
Kira shakes her head, at first slowly and then more vigorously. "No...no, they wouldn't be. I know it. The ponies of the Kostroma, the ponies from the airship, they aren't themselves. We wouldn't be either. We'd just be lost in your hive mind, and then we really would be a dead tribe."
>>193567
Sniffling, she says
“The captain was starting up a venture. He knew me from a job I did on one of his boats. He bought out my contract and brought me on as a mechanic. Of course Remy suggested it…”
>>193567
The goat stomps his hoof.
“You will have harmony. You will have unity. You will never be lonely nor misunderstood. You could never be prey.”
Sniffling, she says
“The captain was starting up a venture. He knew me from a job I did on one of his boats. He bought out my contract and brought me on as a mechanic. Of course Remy suggested it…”
>>193567
The goat stomps his hoof.
“You will have harmony. You will have unity. You will never be lonely nor misunderstood. You could never be prey.”
>>193517
I can calculate Cavaliere's carrying load later before combat. Mindful of the need for extra firepower, he takes the elephant gun and whatever ammunition for it is available. He goes to the stairwell and hopes that the "elite mercenaries" have not been wasting more time. He will probably encounter Silver on the way.
>>193531
The lack of activity could also be a sign of the entity shifting its focus to defending the Kostroma itself.
>>193540
>>193542
Since Posey is a half-vampire wouldn't she have an aversion to holy items and symbols? Just plain water has that effect.
I can calculate Cavaliere's carrying load later before combat. Mindful of the need for extra firepower, he takes the elephant gun and whatever ammunition for it is available. He goes to the stairwell and hopes that the "elite mercenaries" have not been wasting more time. He will probably encounter Silver on the way.
>>193531
The lack of activity could also be a sign of the entity shifting its focus to defending the Kostroma itself.
>>193540
>>193542
Since Posey is a half-vampire wouldn't she have an aversion to holy items and symbols? Just plain water has that effect.
>>193569
“If you want to call it that, I suppose.” She answers.
>>193570
Cavaliere obtains the gun and a few rounds - 20 - of ammunition. The wish that is not granted is that the mercenaries are being economic with time.
>>193569
The goat stamps its hoof, and the vision disappears.
There are very few lights. Kira’s ears are ringing.
“If you want to call it that, I suppose.” She answers.
>>193570
Cavaliere obtains the gun and a few rounds - 20 - of ammunition. The wish that is not granted is that the mercenaries are being economic with time.
>>193569
The goat stamps its hoof, and the vision disappears.
There are very few lights. Kira’s ears are ringing.
>>193571
If Silver is in the narrow corridor belowdecks, he will see the dark griffon trudging towards them with a determined look on his face. Resting on his shoulder is an almost comically large rifle I know I described it as an elephant gun, but the description has been unclear as to whether it is a punt gun or an actual anti-tank rifle. They look very different.
If Silver is in the narrow corridor belowdecks, he will see the dark griffon trudging towards them with a determined look on his face. Resting on his shoulder is an almost comically large rifle I know I described it as an elephant gun, but the description has been unclear as to whether it is a punt gun or an actual anti-tank rifle. They look very different.
>>193571
>>193572
Silver tilts his head at the mare. "Well what do you call it? After all, you all did try to rob what you thought was derelict ship carrying valuables between Skynavia and Stalliongrad."
Silver looks at the griffon wielding a large rifle with widened eyes. "That...is big rifle. If we need to punch through Traveler's hide, that might do trick."
Can Silver tell what the rifle is?
>>193571
Kira cries out in pain, struggling for a moment in the water as her ringing ears mess with her ability to float.
>>193572
Silver tilts his head at the mare. "Well what do you call it? After all, you all did try to rob what you thought was derelict ship carrying valuables between Skynavia and Stalliongrad."
Silver looks at the griffon wielding a large rifle with widened eyes. "That...is big rifle. If we need to punch through Traveler's hide, that might do trick."
Can Silver tell what the rifle is?
>>193571
Kira cries out in pain, struggling for a moment in the water as her ringing ears mess with her ability to float.
>>193573
I forgot, Cavaliere would also be escorting Wistful Wonder. I don't know if the pony would have anything to say in this situation.
"I don't know if it will be enough to hurt it directly, but it should put down whatever it sends at us," he replies. He frowns. "Why are the two of you down here again?"
I forgot, Cavaliere would also be escorting Wistful Wonder. I don't know if the pony would have anything to say in this situation.
"I don't know if it will be enough to hurt it directly, but it should put down whatever it sends at us," he replies. He frowns. "Why are the two of you down here again?"
>>193574
"Getting cleaning supplies for spilled diesel on top deck. What are you doing here with this...young stallion?"
"Getting cleaning supplies for spilled diesel on top deck. What are you doing here with this...young stallion?"
>>193573
“I call it freedom. After being a slave girl under Chiropterra for a decade going from boat to boat, and then an indentured servant in Haukland, it’s freedom. I could have left. If I wanted to.” She looks down, sad again.
>>193572
>>193573
Uh……. Looking up rifles, the “Boys” rifle of the UK in WW2 is probably the closest comparison. I’m not sure.
“I call it freedom. After being a slave girl under Chiropterra for a decade going from boat to boat, and then an indentured servant in Haukland, it’s freedom. I could have left. If I wanted to.” She looks down, sad again.
>>193572
>>193573
Uh……. Looking up rifles, the “Boys” rifle of the UK in WW2 is probably the closest comparison. I’m not sure.
>>193575
"We are headed topside. Cleaning is the least of our priorities now, and we can get any of the others to do it while we board the Kostroma." He tips his hat to Zara, excusing himself while he takes Silver aside, if that's at all possible in such tight quarters. "I don't mean to undermine your conversation, but we need to prepare to board now. The longer we wait, the more danger we expose to the lives of those entrusted to us, including that mare."
>gun
Interesting choice
"We are headed topside. Cleaning is the least of our priorities now, and we can get any of the others to do it while we board the Kostroma." He tips his hat to Zara, excusing himself while he takes Silver aside, if that's at all possible in such tight quarters. "I don't mean to undermine your conversation, but we need to prepare to board now. The longer we wait, the more danger we expose to the lives of those entrusted to us, including that mare."
>gun
Interesting choice
>>193578
Silver lets out a sigh. "I suppose you are right...there is one last safe in captain's quarters. I want to see if it holds anything that might be of help in fight against Traveler."
Silver lets out a sigh. "I suppose you are right...there is one last safe in captain's quarters. I want to see if it holds anything that might be of help in fight against Traveler."
>>193580
"Sadly, no. We could brute force it, get few of our unicorns pulling door off hinges. Or we could see if one of these crew members knows code."
"Sadly, no. We could brute force it, get few of our unicorns pulling door off hinges. Or we could see if one of these crew members knows code."
>>193575
UwU
>>193577
Now she opens her eyes
"Ugh... For most of my life. When I was a filly. Four or five, maybe? I went with my mother and I on a ship to meet with my father in Kasa. But our ship was seized by pirates, and they sold us to the Bats. I spent much of my early years as a domestic in one of their plantations. When they let me in a technician's shop, I got my cutie mark. I found my way on a boat again, and worked there as an apprentice. That boat got seized again, though I think it was a set up to sell me. And I got indentured to a master in Haukland."
>>193574
Wistful Wonder bombards Cavaliere with questions and... statements
"So, who are you? What are you doing here? What will happen to me? Surely I can be of some use to you, right? I'm not threatening. I'm not threatening at all-"
UwU
>>193577
Now she opens her eyes
"Ugh... For most of my life. When I was a filly. Four or five, maybe? I went with my mother and I on a ship to meet with my father in Kasa. But our ship was seized by pirates, and they sold us to the Bats. I spent much of my early years as a domestic in one of their plantations. When they let me in a technician's shop, I got my cutie mark. I found my way on a boat again, and worked there as an apprentice. That boat got seized again, though I think it was a set up to sell me. And I got indentured to a master in Haukland."
>>193574
Wistful Wonder bombards Cavaliere with questions and... statements
"So, who are you? What are you doing here? What will happen to me? Surely I can be of some use to you, right? I'm not threatening. I'm not threatening at all-"
Blackheel starts yelling again
"Do you understand? We are on a countdown timer until our enemies win. The GRU has seized the island and with it tied up loose ends. All that remains is for them to close the noose on the ship. They will block the harbor soon enough with their ship and will board.
There is blood in the water. When I sent that distress call I knew many would hear it. Only one Stalliongradian ship has come so far, but do not think they could not, or will not send more. The Fascist have known we are here. The bad weather is probably the only reason they have not strafed us, and if we are alive by the morning, they may still come. Nova Griffonia will not long tolerate an intrusion on their land.
All of this is nothing compared to that, that 'Chernobog' on the ship. Everything it has done, it has done while it is tied up, blindfolded, and by all appearances a corpse, refrigerated and locked away in the hold of the ship. If it wakes, I do not know what could stop it. And then that assumes that we are awake. Can you hear the ringing? Its call. It gets louder. We grow more tired and weary. It can send full thoughts to us now. It is only a matter of time until it will have worn us down and taken us all. And then it may still have tricks for us.
Posey, I'm sure your mother insisted you become a warrior when you really wanted to become a janitor, but there will be time for cleaning later. And Sword..." He winces "You with that zebra... You can play therapist later. We have more pressing matters now. Where did that snake thing go? Or the Hyena."
"Do you understand? We are on a countdown timer until our enemies win. The GRU has seized the island and with it tied up loose ends. All that remains is for them to close the noose on the ship. They will block the harbor soon enough with their ship and will board.
There is blood in the water. When I sent that distress call I knew many would hear it. Only one Stalliongradian ship has come so far, but do not think they could not, or will not send more. The Fascist have known we are here. The bad weather is probably the only reason they have not strafed us, and if we are alive by the morning, they may still come. Nova Griffonia will not long tolerate an intrusion on their land.
All of this is nothing compared to that, that 'Chernobog' on the ship. Everything it has done, it has done while it is tied up, blindfolded, and by all appearances a corpse, refrigerated and locked away in the hold of the ship. If it wakes, I do not know what could stop it. And then that assumes that we are awake. Can you hear the ringing? Its call. It gets louder. We grow more tired and weary. It can send full thoughts to us now. It is only a matter of time until it will have worn us down and taken us all. And then it may still have tricks for us.
Posey, I'm sure your mother insisted you become a warrior when you really wanted to become a janitor, but there will be time for cleaning later. And Sword..." He winces "You with that zebra... You can play therapist later. We have more pressing matters now. Where did that snake thing go? Or the Hyena."
>>193582
"Wow...that is quite young. It is odd to think they continue to practice of slavery to this day. You would think all it would do is make their neighbors more likely to invade them."
>>193583
Kira calls out from the water, having stabilized herself. "Here! The Traveler tried getting in my head by taking Ouroboros' form and then Hopper's and I said no."
Silver, sadly, nods in agreement. He looks over at Zara. "You are mechanic. Could you help us get Kostroma ready to set off, if we dealt with Traveler and saved your crew?"
"Wow...that is quite young. It is odd to think they continue to practice of slavery to this day. You would think all it would do is make their neighbors more likely to invade them."
>>193583
Kira calls out from the water, having stabilized herself. "Here! The Traveler tried getting in my head by taking Ouroboros' form and then Hopper's and I said no."
Silver, sadly, nods in agreement. He looks over at Zara. "You are mechanic. Could you help us get Kostroma ready to set off, if we dealt with Traveler and saved your crew?"
>>193566
"Alouette, gentille alouette
Alouette, je te plumerai
Je te plumerai la tête
Je te plumerai la tête
Et la tête, et la tête
Alouette, Alouette
Oh, oh, oh, oh...."
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=2uWLR-6Zbks&t=11s&pp=2AELkAIB
Posey is not skipping loot anymore. She plucks plumage and flight feathers from the griffons, extracts the brains and hearts from each humanoid, and removes every talon from the griffons (talons count as griffons, right). She is morbidly efficient at this process: she has clearly done this before.
Her pupils dilate and her nostrils flare, the scent of blood getting to her.
She then tosses what's left of the bodies to the sharks.
>>193570
Posey does not inherently have any of those weaknesses; I just chose to roleplay them as a psychological hurdle she needs to overcome. She is afraid of the sea because she believes it is a force of nature that rejected her that she has yet to conquer, which might change in the near future.
Then I got hit with the nerfbat six+ times and I began to question how much I really wanted to seriously roleplay those weaknesses I voluntarily put on myself.
Anyway, holy symbols are items that Posey handles on a day to day basis as a necromancer, so she is familiar with them. She would not be afraid of cheap imitation non-sanctified rosary beads, and as a serious occultist she scoffs at the proposal that a cheap trinket would protect somepony from the forces of evil, as it clearly did not protect this griffon tonight.
>>193583
Posey turns, interrupted in her spell component extraction, grimacing at the mention of her mother.
"....Very well. Let us get to work already." she says, looking towards the Kostroma
"Alouette, gentille alouette
Alouette, je te plumerai
Je te plumerai la tête
Je te plumerai la tête
Et la tête, et la tête
Alouette, Alouette
Oh, oh, oh, oh...."
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=2uWLR-6Zbks&t=11s&pp=2AELkAIB
Posey is not skipping loot anymore. She plucks plumage and flight feathers from the griffons, extracts the brains and hearts from each humanoid, and removes every talon from the griffons (talons count as griffons, right). She is morbidly efficient at this process: she has clearly done this before.
Her pupils dilate and her nostrils flare, the scent of blood getting to her.
She then tosses what's left of the bodies to the sharks.
>>193570
Posey does not inherently have any of those weaknesses; I just chose to roleplay them as a psychological hurdle she needs to overcome. She is afraid of the sea because she believes it is a force of nature that rejected her that she has yet to conquer, which might change in the near future.
Then I got hit with the nerfbat six+ times and I began to question how much I really wanted to seriously roleplay those weaknesses I voluntarily put on myself.
Anyway, holy symbols are items that Posey handles on a day to day basis as a necromancer, so she is familiar with them. She would not be afraid of cheap imitation non-sanctified rosary beads, and as a serious occultist she scoffs at the proposal that a cheap trinket would protect somepony from the forces of evil, as it clearly did not protect this griffon tonight.
>>193583
Posey turns, interrupted in her spell component extraction, grimacing at the mention of her mother.
"....Very well. Let us get to work already." she says, looking towards the Kostroma
>>193581
"It's not worth it and he's likely to have only mundane riches. We will be back here afterward."
>>193582
"The best way to describe ourselves would be as independent. We did not intend to engage in piracy, and yet here we are. You will be let go once we're out of danger."
Where are they now? If they're still below decks, there is no way for Kira to call Silver except by radio.
"It's not worth it and he's likely to have only mundane riches. We will be back here afterward."
>>193582
"The best way to describe ourselves would be as independent. We did not intend to engage in piracy, and yet here we are. You will be let go once we're out of danger."
Where are they now? If they're still below decks, there is no way for Kira to call Silver except by radio.
>>193585
Rolling Animal Handling to chum the waters
[1d20+6 = (3+6) = 9]
>>193586
>>We did not intend to engage in piracy, and yet here we are.
Posey narrows her eyes after returning from her chum heap, with her pristine white fur almost uncannily clean.
"... Why yes of course we did not originally come to engage in piracy. We came to take those airponies hostage. Piracy was just an opportunity that presented itself, and a means to an end after monsters sank our ship."
She takes 10 on Bluff for a modified 24 to sell this lie, and takes 10 on Innuendo to get the message to Cavalier that w good lie relies on consistency.
"If the prisoners cooperate in maintaining the ship, they will be released on the mainland without issue. They should do so earnestly, because this will be their only way back to land."
>he's likely to have only mundane riches
Cavalier, you should know that DMs do not put locked safes in their games without intent for players to open them. DM was talking about how annoyed that we weren't picking up mundane loot the other week. The safe could include an item useful for our next battle, like how the whaling ship encounter got us the explosive harpoon.
On the other hand, it could just be a reward for taking the Kostroma and recovering the key from the pirates.
Anyways, I think it's about time that we move on to the Kostroma.
>>193583
Posey puts her grotesque armor back on, now with a couple extra bones fastened to it, ties up her war bun with throwing needles, and fastens the blade to her braid, preparing for battle.
"Very well, now that this delay is dealt with, let us take the Kostroma, giddy up!" she says, trotting towards the Swan boat
Rolling Animal Handling to chum the waters
[1d20+6 = (3+6) = 9]
>>193586
>>We did not intend to engage in piracy, and yet here we are.
Posey narrows her eyes after returning from her chum heap, with her pristine white fur almost uncannily clean.
"... Why yes of course we did not originally come to engage in piracy. We came to take those airponies hostage. Piracy was just an opportunity that presented itself, and a means to an end after monsters sank our ship."
She takes 10 on Bluff for a modified 24 to sell this lie, and takes 10 on Innuendo to get the message to Cavalier that w good lie relies on consistency.
"If the prisoners cooperate in maintaining the ship, they will be released on the mainland without issue. They should do so earnestly, because this will be their only way back to land."
>he's likely to have only mundane riches
Cavalier, you should know that DMs do not put locked safes in their games without intent for players to open them. DM was talking about how annoyed that we weren't picking up mundane loot the other week. The safe could include an item useful for our next battle, like how the whaling ship encounter got us the explosive harpoon.
On the other hand, it could just be a reward for taking the Kostroma and recovering the key from the pirates.
Anyways, I think it's about time that we move on to the Kostroma.
>>193583
Posey puts her grotesque armor back on, now with a couple extra bones fastened to it, ties up her war bun with throwing needles, and fastens the blade to her braid, preparing for battle.
"Very well, now that this delay is dealt with, let us take the Kostroma, giddy up!" she says, trotting towards the Swan boat
>>193570
Seeing the elephant gun, Posey levitates the enormous magical silvered bullet to Cavalier.
"I found this round when I was below deck. Silvered, seemingly magical. I know an anti-monster round when I see one. It will at the very least trike more accurately, and may have other hidden powers. Perhaps you will find this one to be useful, for the kind of monster that refuses to die." she says
"It is more useful to you than me. I never fancied boomsticks. In fact..."
She takes out her other magic ammunition that she got from the swamp adventure, as well as the weapon crystal (their numbers or statistics were never revealed to me, but magic ammo is minimum +1 before other abilities, and I think a full clip should be 10 rounds; I have no idea weapon crystals work in this game, but apparently it makes the guns count as magic? If it turns out to be valuable, I will want it back later)
"Take these while you are at it. I know from experience that there are certain beasts that cannot easily be felled with mortal weaponry, and they are often the kind that alienists prefer to invoke with there summons.)
>>193571
Iirc, an elephant gun is a kind of blunderbuss, so it can shoot basically any random bullshit that fits in the barrel, right? So if I give all these magic bullets to Cavalier, he should be able to shoot any of them?
Or maybe magic bullets resize to the gun barrel, like how most magic items resize to fit the wearer?
Seeing the elephant gun, Posey levitates the enormous magical silvered bullet to Cavalier.
"I found this round when I was below deck. Silvered, seemingly magical. I know an anti-monster round when I see one. It will at the very least trike more accurately, and may have other hidden powers. Perhaps you will find this one to be useful, for the kind of monster that refuses to die." she says
"It is more useful to you than me. I never fancied boomsticks. In fact..."
She takes out her other magic ammunition that she got from the swamp adventure, as well as the weapon crystal (their numbers or statistics were never revealed to me, but magic ammo is minimum +1 before other abilities, and I think a full clip should be 10 rounds; I have no idea weapon crystals work in this game, but apparently it makes the guns count as magic? If it turns out to be valuable, I will want it back later)
"Take these while you are at it. I know from experience that there are certain beasts that cannot easily be felled with mortal weaponry, and they are often the kind that alienists prefer to invoke with there summons.)
>>193571
Iirc, an elephant gun is a kind of blunderbuss, so it can shoot basically any random bullshit that fits in the barrel, right? So if I give all these magic bullets to Cavalier, he should be able to shoot any of them?
Or maybe magic bullets resize to the gun barrel, like how most magic items resize to fit the wearer?
>>193584
"Silver, before we board the ship, we should probably check the properties of that cutlass. It appears to be magical." Posey says
"Try testing it on a cadaver. I am sure an experienced swordsman like you should be able to determine its properties with a couple swings."
"Silver, before we board the ship, we should probably check the properties of that cutlass. It appears to be magical." Posey says
"Try testing it on a cadaver. I am sure an experienced swordsman like you should be able to determine its properties with a couple swings."
>>193589
Silver grimaces at the idea if defiling a corpse beyong mere looting. "I do not need to carve up dead bodies to tell what is special about it. Give me some room to swing it around and I can tell you."
Silver grimaces at the idea if defiling a corpse beyong mere looting. "I do not need to carve up dead bodies to tell what is special about it. Give me some room to swing it around and I can tell you."
I'm still kind of salty that my suggestion to bring along an NPC to fill the roll of a rogue was rejected with "questing is for PCs" and a suggestion that the specific one (Kira' pet, Neela Pheeta) was too squishy to have near combat. Instead, you all trusted the roll of rogue to Brie...
>>193585
>>193587
>A long, extensive process of removing all of the feathers from four creatures that each have about ten times the surface area of a chicken, sawing into skulls to open them, sawing through bone of at six limbs and presumably doing more than that in order to "chum" these four or five creatures that are each the size of a sheep or a smaller pig, and doing all of this in the immediate presence of about a dozen witnesses belonging to three nations
Blackheel pays attention to Posey, nagging her more than most
"Ugh... I could have expected this from the hyena... Actually I didn't, but I should have... Listen. I don't know if the Navy actually has the upper hoof that they seem to have, or if that thing has some kind of carefully laid trap that it's waiting to spring for when the Navy gets into range, but I can say for damn sure that when the detonator of 130 Millimeter shell presses against your skull, that little ugly feather that you tuck in there like a zebra hag won't do you even the slightest bit of good, and you'll wish you had back that time you spent playing vulture so you could actually do your job as the warrior that you allege that you are, and not cede all tactical initiative to the enemy, and let them sneak up on you and lay traps. Those griffins will still be dead when we leave this place."
>>193588
I was kind of just expecting the ammo to go unused the entire campaign because one of you had the gun and the other had the ammo
It is not. You can only fit specific ammunition into it. Is that ammunition the same as is used in the anti-aircraft guns like the .50 or the 13mm, or the 20 mm? No, of course not. That would be too simple. Instead it's some kind of unique ammunition that is just too big to fit in a machine gun. Which I guess is more powerful than the machine gun rounds and more practical than the 20 mm, but still.
>>193585
>>193587
>A long, extensive process of removing all of the feathers from four creatures that each have about ten times the surface area of a chicken, sawing into skulls to open them, sawing through bone of at six limbs and presumably doing more than that in order to "chum" these four or five creatures that are each the size of a sheep or a smaller pig, and doing all of this in the immediate presence of about a dozen witnesses belonging to three nations
Blackheel pays attention to Posey, nagging her more than most
"Ugh... I could have expected this from the hyena... Actually I didn't, but I should have... Listen. I don't know if the Navy actually has the upper hoof that they seem to have, or if that thing has some kind of carefully laid trap that it's waiting to spring for when the Navy gets into range, but I can say for damn sure that when the detonator of 130 Millimeter shell presses against your skull, that little ugly feather that you tuck in there like a zebra hag won't do you even the slightest bit of good, and you'll wish you had back that time you spent playing vulture so you could actually do your job as the warrior that you allege that you are, and not cede all tactical initiative to the enemy, and let them sneak up on you and lay traps. Those griffins will still be dead when we leave this place."
>>193588
I was kind of just expecting the ammo to go unused the entire campaign because one of you had the gun and the other had the ammo
It is not. You can only fit specific ammunition into it. Is that ammunition the same as is used in the anti-aircraft guns like the .50 or the 13mm, or the 20 mm? No, of course not. That would be too simple. Instead it's some kind of unique ammunition that is just too big to fit in a machine gun. Which I guess is more powerful than the machine gun rounds and more practical than the 20 mm, but still.
>>193591
Admittedly Neela would not have wanted to come along at first, objecting to both work and working for customs.
Admittedly Neela would not have wanted to come along at first, objecting to both work and working for customs.
>>193584
"Do you think they'd be slavers if they couldn't beat up on their neighbors Anyways..."
With Silver's question, he looks up to him with a solemn expression and ice blue eyes that pierce the darkness.
"I don't know if I could but... Maybe. I will try."
Her ears perk up and she nods with relative determination.
"Do you think they'd be slavers if they couldn't beat up on their neighbors Anyways..."
With Silver's question, he looks up to him with a solemn expression and ice blue eyes that pierce the darkness.
"I don't know if I could but... Maybe. I will try."
Her ears perk up and she nods with relative determination.
>>193593
Silver takes her hoof in his and smiles brightly at her. "I know you can. Hearing your story, you are far stronger than perhaps even you know."
Silver takes her hoof in his and smiles brightly at her. "I know you can. Hearing your story, you are far stronger than perhaps even you know."
>>193591
>I'm still kind of salty that my suggestion to bring along an NPC to fill the roll of a rogue was rejected with "questing is for PCs"
What? I don't recall rejecting anything.
>Instead, you all trusted the roll of rogue to Brie...
I did NOT trust him...
>>193591
>or if that thing has some kind of carefully laid trap that it's waiting to spring for when the Navy gets into range
Posey chuckles
"Oh, it most certainly has a trap. Any creature powerful enough to control this many ponies at once is intelligent enough to have tactical foresight. It would have not spent all this time telepathically taunting us if our quest were futile, and once we make a move it will use every resource at its disposal to defend itself, lashing out like a caged animal. There is no telling what is waiting for imus there." Posey says
She doesn't pay Blackheel's impatient remarks any regard, instead simply continuing to walk towards the swan boat and stepping onto it, kicking a severed limb into the water as she goes
"Ready when you are, Commissar." she says, with a bow.
"All aboard."
>>193594
"The time for chit chat is over. We have monsters to kill, and she has a ship to repair. Giddy up."
>I'm still kind of salty that my suggestion to bring along an NPC to fill the roll of a rogue was rejected with "questing is for PCs"
What? I don't recall rejecting anything.
>Instead, you all trusted the roll of rogue to Brie...
I did NOT trust him...
>>193591
>or if that thing has some kind of carefully laid trap that it's waiting to spring for when the Navy gets into range
Posey chuckles
"Oh, it most certainly has a trap. Any creature powerful enough to control this many ponies at once is intelligent enough to have tactical foresight. It would have not spent all this time telepathically taunting us if our quest were futile, and once we make a move it will use every resource at its disposal to defend itself, lashing out like a caged animal. There is no telling what is waiting for imus there." Posey says
She doesn't pay Blackheel's impatient remarks any regard, instead simply continuing to walk towards the swan boat and stepping onto it, kicking a severed limb into the water as she goes
"Ready when you are, Commissar." she says, with a bow.
"All aboard."
>>193594
"The time for chit chat is over. We have monsters to kill, and she has a ship to repair. Giddy up."
>>193595
Blackheel, looking irritated, points at the Kostroma, on the opposite side of the torpedo boat from the Swan boat
I'm not acknowledging a full butchering unless there is a sacrifice of time, and that will come with penalties like being ambushed by Artillery or something similat
>>193594
She lowers her ears and her head, then gives a toothy smile.
"I... I hope so..."
Blackheel, looking irritated, points at the Kostroma, on the opposite side of the torpedo boat from the Swan boat
I'm not acknowledging a full butchering unless there is a sacrifice of time, and that will come with penalties like being ambushed by Artillery or something similat
>>193594
She lowers her ears and her head, then gives a toothy smile.
"I... I hope so..."
>>193591
>that little ugly feather that you tuck in there like a zebra hag won't do you even the slightest bit of good
What feather? Posey's mane is full of weapons (throwing needles, braid blade).
>>193596
I'm confused, weren't we going to ride the Swan boat towards the Kostroma? Unless we can board it from this boat already that is.
>full butchering
Okay, I'll just take a Griffin's hand. I want some fingers for touch spell focu.
>that little ugly feather that you tuck in there like a zebra hag won't do you even the slightest bit of good
What feather? Posey's mane is full of weapons (throwing needles, braid blade).
>>193596
I'm confused, weren't we going to ride the Swan boat towards the Kostroma? Unless we can board it from this boat already that is.
>full butchering
Okay, I'll just take a Griffin's hand. I want some fingers for touch spell focu.
>>193597
Posey can pretty easily get a single griffin claw.
The Torpedo boat is immediately next to the Kostroma. I don't know if there is a name for that kind of positioning, but you could get on a ladder and climb from the torpedo boat onto the deck of the Kostroma next to the midship deckhouse. Which may or may not be where you want to be, but it's where it goes
Posey can pretty easily get a single griffin claw.
The Torpedo boat is immediately next to the Kostroma. I don't know if there is a name for that kind of positioning, but you could get on a ladder and climb from the torpedo boat onto the deck of the Kostroma next to the midship deckhouse. Which may or may not be where you want to be, but it's where it goes
>>193598
>The Torpedo boat is immediately next to the Kostroma.
OH!
Okay. Posey tosses her grappling hook, before skittering up the side of the ship.
Climb
[1d20+8 = (13+8) = 21]
>The Torpedo boat is immediately next to the Kostroma.
OH!
Okay. Posey tosses her grappling hook, before skittering up the side of the ship.
Climb
[1d20+8 = (13+8) = 21]
>>193585
I didn't read this post in the morning, hoping to get a response from GM Pony on positioning never did but there is no way Posey has enough time to do this while Silver, Kira and Cavaliere are away. Also, aren't there a bunch of other eyes on the boat itself as well as on the swanboat? "Morbidly efficient" or not, this isn't going to happen without interruption.
>>193587
>Cavalier, you should know that DMs do not put locked safes in their games without intent for players to open them.
There will be valuable things in here, but brute-forcing the safe or investigating for the combination is a ridiculous waste of time at this junction. I know time is a flexible, handwaved concept in this game but PCs doing that or scrubbing the decks during a special operation beggars suspension of disbelief.
Also, chances are astronomically low for whatever's in the safe to be uniquely useful against the Fellow Traveler itself. The torpedoes stated to be in easy access on the boat are far more likely to be useful (and we have a warhead already).
>>193588
>elephant gun
I said that without knowing exactly what the gun was. When it comes to massive rifles that push the limits of being usable by a single infantry, there are two main types. The first is what I initially thought it to be, a "punt gun" which is a comically oversized sporting rifle designed to take down large organic creatures like elephants. It is not a shotgun or blunderbuss, and is designed to fire specialized case ammunition.
The second type is what it actually is, an anti-tank rifle designed to pierce armor. The design for these types of rifles is quite different, usually bolt-action, and the rounds are very different too. I don't know what kind of ammunition Posey found or whether it is remotely compatible with either type.
>>193591
>I'm still kind of salty that my suggestion to bring along an NPC to fill the roll of a rogue was rejected with "questing is for PCs" and a suggestion that the specific one (Kira' pet, Neela Pheeta) was too squishy to have near combat. Instead, you all trusted the roll of rogue to Brie...
To be fair, we should have reconsidered as soon as the squabbles happened right at the start. I don't think Neela would be a good fit for this kind of mission nonetheless.
>butchering
Part of the reason I wanted to ask the location of the party members was to know whether Posey would be in eyeshot of Cavaliere. Expect interruptions if that is the case.
>>193599
>grappling hook
Didn't Cavaliere already let down a line from the top of the ship? That was his main reason for going up there.
I didn't read this post in the morning, hoping to get a response from GM Pony on positioning never did but there is no way Posey has enough time to do this while Silver, Kira and Cavaliere are away. Also, aren't there a bunch of other eyes on the boat itself as well as on the swanboat? "Morbidly efficient" or not, this isn't going to happen without interruption.
>>193587
>Cavalier, you should know that DMs do not put locked safes in their games without intent for players to open them.
There will be valuable things in here, but brute-forcing the safe or investigating for the combination is a ridiculous waste of time at this junction. I know time is a flexible, handwaved concept in this game but PCs doing that or scrubbing the decks during a special operation beggars suspension of disbelief.
Also, chances are astronomically low for whatever's in the safe to be uniquely useful against the Fellow Traveler itself. The torpedoes stated to be in easy access on the boat are far more likely to be useful (and we have a warhead already).
>>193588
>elephant gun
I said that without knowing exactly what the gun was. When it comes to massive rifles that push the limits of being usable by a single infantry, there are two main types. The first is what I initially thought it to be, a "punt gun" which is a comically oversized sporting rifle designed to take down large organic creatures like elephants. It is not a shotgun or blunderbuss, and is designed to fire specialized case ammunition.
The second type is what it actually is, an anti-tank rifle designed to pierce armor. The design for these types of rifles is quite different, usually bolt-action, and the rounds are very different too. I don't know what kind of ammunition Posey found or whether it is remotely compatible with either type.
>>193591
>I'm still kind of salty that my suggestion to bring along an NPC to fill the roll of a rogue was rejected with "questing is for PCs" and a suggestion that the specific one (Kira' pet, Neela Pheeta) was too squishy to have near combat. Instead, you all trusted the roll of rogue to Brie...
To be fair, we should have reconsidered as soon as the squabbles happened right at the start. I don't think Neela would be a good fit for this kind of mission nonetheless.
>butchering
Part of the reason I wanted to ask the location of the party members was to know whether Posey would be in eyeshot of Cavaliere. Expect interruptions if that is the case.
>>193599
>grappling hook
Didn't Cavaliere already let down a line from the top of the ship? That was his main reason for going up there.
>>193601
She has a standard 50 ft of rope, as most adventurers do, but since it looks like Cavalier already put one up there she doesn't need it.
She has a standard 50 ft of rope, as most adventurers do, but since it looks like Cavalier already put one up there she doesn't need it.
>>193600
Positioning what now?
>>193602
Good enough.
The Kostroma is unpleasant to walk up the side of as it angles outwards and is slightly worse than verticle. The sides is covered in rain and wet. However the paint adds some texture, and rivets especially provide grip in the locations where those are present. Climbing up is slow and unpleasant, but doable
There's supposed to be a ladder integrated into the side of the ship...
Positioning what now?
>>193602
Good enough.
The Kostroma is unpleasant to walk up the side of as it angles outwards and is slightly worse than verticle. The sides is covered in rain and wet. However the paint adds some texture, and rivets especially provide grip in the locations where those are present. Climbing up is slow and unpleasant, but doable
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