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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>>193284He scrunches. Or seems to. Hard to tell with a beak. But he doesn't seem to like that answer.
"Don't be so discouraged. Honesty can still get you far. How long have you been docked here?"
>>193286"Maybe 45 minutes?" He answers
>>193287This gives him some pause.
"Before we showed up, did you notice anything unusual about the Kostroma? Odd noises, perhaps?" >>193288"She's not properly moored, and half of the lights are on, half are off. Maybe a blackout on the stern. But she's derelict. That is unusual."
>>193282>Does Posey have a sense of smell?Yes.
>diesel fuelShould be cleaned asap. The oily wrags leftover could even be used for campfires if we put them in metal containers.
>who looks as if she is undergoing chemotherapyOi! Posey's mane is still full.
She looks more like she has consumption.
>Silver is holding a new sword.>Definitely for ceremonial naval purposes. It is nice and shinny, shinnier even then normal chrome steel. The handle is ivory and has gold leafed engravings on it of what seem to be dreadnaught style ships.Definitely at least masterwork in quality.
Rolling Arcana, to see if this could be a magic weapon.
[1d20+11 = (5+11) = 16]>suspiciously colorful coatsSomepony has exotic tastes.
>taxidermyBased and necropilled.
>safe behind the portraitPosey twill try using the key that Mala picked up.
>>193283"I am fine..." she replies
>>193285Who is speaking here? One of the crew members of this ship?
>>193290"Good, because you look worse than I did when I was missing most of my blood." Turning his attention to the safe, he continues, "Think you could help me with this safe? We might be able to force it off its hinges if we combine our magic."
>>193291"Let me try this key first..." Posey says, inserting the key
>>193290>>193292It seems like it could be magic, yes.
The key does not fit
Cavaliere is taking to a downed griffin from this torpedo boat.
>>193292>>193293Silver: "Alright. Now, help me pull on this safe door. With our magics combined, we might be able to pull it right off its hinges."
>>193293How large is the safe? We may be able to just take it with us.
>magic swordHmmm, Silver should try swinging it around to discern its powers.
Does it produce light?
>>193294>>193294"It would not be a very good safe if it were so easily pulled open. The key to open it must be somewhere on this ship. Try sesrching the bodies, and under the rugs."
>>193295"Come on, at least let us give it try. What harm is there in trying?"
>>193295It's of a smaller to medium size. Maybe like 9 inches tall to 12 inches wide? It is inside of a.... actually this is probably a modified wall. Cut into the steel bulkhead and added wood paneling. Anyways, it's in the wall
>>193296"Damaging the safe, and potentially any fragile cargo inside." Posey says
"Better to look for the key first."
>>193297Posey searches for any places a kdy might have been slipped into in the room.
[1d20+5 = (12+5) = 17] >>193299If Posey does not succeed, she helps Silver pull open the safe.
>>193298"Heheh, you want me to tell you everything? I'll say this much. More than a dozen."
>>193299Posey finds the remains of chewed bubblegum (how do griffins even chew gum?), a sock (just one, no companion), a box of 9mm ammunition with Imperial lettering, a box of 7.65x20 ammunition with Aquilian lettering, a receipt from a restaurant, batteries for what is presumably a flashlight, a tool kit, and a couple coins. But no key.
>>193306Cavaliere narrows his eyes.
"We are expecting heavy resistance regardless. If you want to see them again it would help to know where they went. They have no idea what they walked into, not that I expect them to be of sound mind anymore." >>193306Silver takes the ammunition. He has a feeling the Aquileian rifle they looted will take the 7.65x20mm, at least. He also looks to see what kind of currency the coins are as well as what the tool kit contains.
>>193308Probably... Haukland? Some kind of general or something on the obverse. It's small change though
>>193307"And you keep alluding to some kind of special threat? What is that supposed to be? What could it even be? Some kind of animal?"
>>193309Hmmmmmm...it seems odd that there's just some random coins out and about. Are there any other interesting details or oddities about them, or are they just standard currency?
>>193310Well, there's a kind of plus or cross (diagonally) on the reverse, and then a three masted caravel type boat on the back... It's made of bronze. It must just be standard small change. The change found in the pockets of the soldiers was of higher denomination, so this must just be lost coins rather than a secret stash.
>>193311Hmmmmmm...Silver tries one random thing off of a slight hunch before they start to go brute force on the safe, and he tries to enter 97, 65, and 20 as the safe's combination.
>>193312It does not, unfortunately
>>193313Darn. Wait...what about 76, 52, 9?
>>193317And what is Posey trying?
In the room next door, one down,
BANG
[1d20+3 = (11+3) = 14]
[2d10 = 10]
[1d2 = 1]
BANG
[1d20+3 = (13+3) = 16]
[2d10 = 10]
TAT TAT TAT
[1d20 = 17]
[2d6 = 10]
[1d20 = 9]
[2d6 = 10]
[1d20 = 4]
[2d6 = 8]
[1d20 = 9]
[2d6 = 12]
[1d20 = 8]
[2d6 = 3]
>>193319>>193320Silver grabs his rifle, and motions to everyone to either get down or take cover.
>>193321It's all next door. Only noise makes its way into the small room Silver and Posey are in. Eventually, there is another
BANG >>193318To be a luck magnet.
>>193322Posey moves to enter the next room.
>>193322Posey peaks around the corner before entering the next room.
>>193322So there's no danger coming to the group in the captain's quarters?
>>193329Does Possy see anything when she peeks around the corner?
>>193323>>193325Passing through the bulkhead, the next one is one, big open area which has multiple beds in bunks, with sheets in varying states of organization. At the end and on the left is a set of blue curtains that have been pulled aside, where beyond this is a bed. On the bed is an injured or possibly dead griffin. Next to the bed and on the ground is a second griffin that has been shot and has had its head blown off. Above this are Mala and the Green Unicorn who is presumably the second lieutenant and copilot of the air ponies. Mala has evidently been shot. Blackheel, who does not seem to have been present, is running in.
>>193327"You're dealing with aliens? Well why are you messing with us? Leave us alone and go bother the aliens."
>>193331Wait, Mala, Black Heel, and the green unicorn
weren't in the room with them!? >>193331"Suit yourself." He directs a nearby NPC to keep an eye on him as he turns away and goes down below.
>>193331"What happened here?" Posey inquires
>>193332No.
>>193334Things are getting explosive downstairs. Evidently literally. Cavaliere can hear gunshots.
>>193334https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dvA-mimf2yg>>193335The green unicorn speaks:
"We were clearing out the back and one of them had an ambush waiting with a shotgun behind the curtain. We killed it quickly. Evidently he had a comrade who was shot earlier and dragged back here. Seems to have bled out."
>>193336Well Silver would have had completely different actions if we had known that, like going to check on the others immediately rather than trying to inform teammates who aren't even there to take cover.
>>193336Cavaliere follows in the direction the gunshots, hugging the side so as to avoid being shot down the hall.
>>193337You immediately beelined for loot.
>>193336>>193337"They need to be dealt with before they further damage the facilities of the ship. Make sure the airponies are out of line of fire." Posey says
I need sleep now
>>193336Heal: Silver immediately goes to tend to Mala's gunshot wound.
[1d20+5 = (3+5) = 8]