The rear portions of the SSRS Kostroma have been cleared. The Boiler room draws near. Still that sound persists. Calling them.
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Posey has been hit with a glob of crude oil. It is staining her posh white coat and red hair.
Over the course of the past 8 hours, the party has witnessed Posey getting shot, bitten, impaled, cut, clawed, bludgeoned, burned, electrocuted, crushed, and dissolved from the inside out, all without so much as batting an eye. None of those injuries has left Posey so visibly distraught as she is now. She looks at her coat, then at her mane, with an expression of abject horror, a thousand times as intense as when her tail was touched, her mouth gaped in a silent scream. The black oil stains her mane, but even the untouched parts seem to fade in color, and her coat looks... blotched?
Her eyes though, they burn with pure hatred, like hot coals, as bright as ever. Time itself seems to distort around her, the beast flat footed again, and Posey moves with blinding speed as she draws an arrow and pulses it with destructive ki and looses it just like she did the previous round.
Bone Bow
[1d20+7 = (8+7) = 15]
[1d10+4 = (1+4) = 5]
Iajutsu Focus
[1d20+9 = (14+9) = 23]
Over the course of the past 8 hours, the party has witnessed Posey getting shot, bitten, impaled, cut, clawed, bludgeoned, burned, electrocuted, crushed, and dissolved from the inside out, all without so much as batting an eye. None of those injuries has left Posey so visibly distraught as she is now. She looks at her coat, then at her mane, with an expression of abject horror, a thousand times as intense as when her tail was touched, her mouth gaped in a silent scream. The black oil stains her mane, but even the untouched parts seem to fade in color, and her coat looks... blotched?
Her eyes though, they burn with pure hatred, like hot coals, as bright as ever. Time itself seems to distort around her, the beast flat footed again, and Posey moves with blinding speed as she draws an arrow and pulses it with destructive ki and looses it just like she did the previous round.
Bone Bow
[1d20+7 = (8+7) = 15]
[1d10+4 = (1+4) = 5]
Iajutsu Focus
[1d20+9 = (14+9) = 23]
>>195521
Bonus damage
[3d6 = 7]
After loosing her hatred, Posey, on shaky legs, realizes that this unknown eldritch horror is too much for an innocent, delicate little mare like her to face, so she takes another move action to move 30 ft away from the monster, leaving the room if necessary.
She draws her polearm as part of the movement.
Bonus damage
[3d6 = 7]
After loosing her hatred, Posey, on shaky legs, realizes that this unknown eldritch horror is too much for an innocent, delicate little mare like her to face, so she takes another move action to move 30 ft away from the monster, leaving the room if necessary.
She draws her polearm as part of the movement.
Turn over
>>195521
Posey looks like one of those poor animals you see men in rubber suits pull off the beach after the Exxon Valdez spill. The oil has a nasty smell, midway between diesel fuel and the bitumen in asphalt. It's almost like lubricating oil. Zara Zama is also covered in lubricating oil, but not as much of it. And it isn't on her coat, but on her clothing. Also she's a zebra
The oil vibrates. The arrow simply penetrates, but it leaves reverberating waves. All the same, Posey can tell that penetration is perhaps not the oil's weakness.
>>195522
I don't know that she could move that far, but with the engine next to her it isn't absurd for her to get out of reach, or try to.
>>195524
Huge, if on the lower end
Posey looks like one of those poor animals you see men in rubber suits pull off the beach after the Exxon Valdez spill. The oil has a nasty smell, midway between diesel fuel and the bitumen in asphalt. It's almost like lubricating oil. Zara Zama is also covered in lubricating oil, but not as much of it. And it isn't on her coat, but on her clothing. Also she's a zebra
The oil vibrates. The arrow simply penetrates, but it leaves reverberating waves. All the same, Posey can tell that penetration is perhaps not the oil's weakness.
>>195522
I don't know that she could move that far, but with the engine next to her it isn't absurd for her to get out of reach, or try to.
>>195524
Huge, if on the lower end
>>195508
Rapid Shot: Kira may not have destructive ki powers to infuse in her arrows, but she has been practicing her markssnakeship for a much longer time. Even as she recoils in disgust from the prospect of being covered in even more oil, she draws three of her barbed arrows and lets them loose at the massive goo creature in rapid secession.
[1d20+9 = (19+9) = 28]
[1d8+5 = (2+5) = 7]
[1d20+9 = (4+9) = 13]
[1d8+5 = (4+5) = 9]
[1d20+4 = (12+4) = 16]
[1d8+5 = (5+5) = 10]
Rapid Shot: Kira may not have destructive ki powers to infuse in her arrows, but she has been practicing her markssnakeship for a much longer time. Even as she recoils in disgust from the prospect of being covered in even more oil, she draws three of her barbed arrows and lets them loose at the massive goo creature in rapid secession.
[1d20+9 = (19+9) = 28]
[1d8+5 = (2+5) = 7]
[1d20+9 = (4+9) = 13]
[1d8+5 = (4+5) = 9]
[1d20+4 = (12+4) = 16]
[1d8+5 = (5+5) = 10]
>>195526
The arrows hit into the back of the monster, make ripples, and are swallowed into its black, tar surface
The arrows hit into the back of the monster, make ripples, and are swallowed into its black, tar surface
>>195527
Kira raises her head and lets out a frustrated "AAAAUUUUGH!"
"How do we hurt this thing!? Do we have ice powers to freeze it?"
Kira raises her head and lets out a frustrated "AAAAUUUUGH!"
"How do we hurt this thing!? Do we have ice powers to freeze it?"
>>195528
Black Heel:
"Do You have ice powers? Because I don't"
Starfire
"Should I use my spells?"
Stained Sand
racks gun
Black Heel:
"Do You have ice powers? Because I don't"
Starfire
"Should I use my spells?"
Stained Sand
racks gun
>>195528
>Do we have ice powers
Posey opens her mouth as if to speak, but nothing comes out.
She slouches over and shudders, red-black blood slowly pouring from her nostrils. Her eyes are glassy.
>Do we have ice powers
Posey opens her mouth as if to speak, but nothing comes out.
She slouches over and shudders, red-black blood slowly pouring from her nostrils. Her eyes are glassy.
>>195526
"Shooting it seems to just tickle it. We need to cut off the source of the oil!"
>>195528
To Posey:
"If we were out in an open field, we could just burn it. In here, we have to get creative."
>>195529
To Starfire
"What spells do you have?"
He says all this while searching for another valve, or whatever feeds into the fuel bunker.
[1d20+4 = (18+4) = 22]
"Shooting it seems to just tickle it. We need to cut off the source of the oil!"
>>195528
To Posey:
"If we were out in an open field, we could just burn it. In here, we have to get creative."
>>195529
To Starfire
"What spells do you have?"
He says all this while searching for another valve, or whatever feeds into the fuel bunker.
[1d20+4 = (18+4) = 22]
>>195534
A large plate opening for the bunker, where coal would have been removed in its previous function.
A large plate opening for the bunker, where coal would have been removed in its previous function.
>>195533
Silver continues nodding, eyes looking up and down the unicorn's body. He has to admit, even in this current, state, Starfire looks good.
Silver rushes forward with his sword, glowing blue in his magical grasp, the light reflecting off of the oil as he slashes at the oil creature's legs.
[1d20+12 = (8+12) = 20]
[2d6+8 = (3+8) = 11]
[1d20+7 = (9+7) = 16]
[2d6+8 = (11+8) = 19]
Silver continues nodding, eyes looking up and down the unicorn's body. He has to admit, even in this current, state, Starfire looks good.
Silver rushes forward with his sword, glowing blue in his magical grasp, the light reflecting off of the oil as he slashes at the oil creature's legs.
[1d20+12 = (8+12) = 20]
[2d6+8 = (3+8) = 11]
[1d20+7 = (9+7) = 16]
[2d6+8 = (11+8) = 19]
>>195536
The slash goes right through the oil, cutting off its leg, causing oil to fall to the ground. The creature vibrates, sending oil flying
It slams its head down and opens its oily mouth, "biting* at Silver
[1d20+9 = (4+9) = 13]
[2d6+7 = (6+7) = 13]
The slash goes right through the oil, cutting off its leg, causing oil to fall to the ground. The creature vibrates, sending oil flying
It slams its head down and opens its oily mouth, "biting* at Silver
[1d20+9 = (4+9) = 13]
[2d6+7 = (6+7) = 13]
>>195537
Silver sidesteps the creature's maw at the last moment, though the splashing oil does cover him. At least he's matching with Zara now.
Silver sidesteps the creature's maw at the last moment, though the splashing oil does cover him. At least he's matching with Zara now.
Posey almost certainly wishes she simply had her mane grabbed by a disabled pony that had just eaten cheetos
Posey takes a full round total defense action, followed by a 5 foot step.
She is visibly shaking. Her eyes have turned cloudy, and she looks much thinner and ganglier than she did an hour ago minutes ago, bony even. She looks.. tired? It seems as though something has shifted in her.
She mutters softly, seemingly to herself in pained whisper
"..I... I fought so hard... I worked so hard... I fought for so many years... I studied... I offered my everything... So many times I came so close to victory... To prove my worth... Only to have it all snatched away from me every time... When I was strong... they made me weak all over again... So many years... So many horrors... So much turmoil... I was so diligent... So dedicated... The struggle... it never stops...! H-how much longer do I have to suffer...?"
Her chest convulses, throbbing as if from an intense heartbeat, but not quite... Almost like something squirming under her skin and trying to escape. She clutches her chest with a shaky hoof, smearing more oil on her pristine chest fluff and a muffled foal-like cry gurgles up from her chest into the back of her throat, bubbles of blood seeping from the corners of her chattering mouth. The look of dread on her face is existential.
"... W-we came so far... Was it not meant to be?"
She bites her lower lip and her fangs sink in so that she bleeds
[1d4+3 = (3+3) = 6]
Turn over
She is visibly shaking. Her eyes have turned cloudy, and she looks much thinner and ganglier than she did an hour ago minutes ago, bony even. She looks.. tired? It seems as though something has shifted in her.
She mutters softly, seemingly to herself in pained whisper
"..I... I fought so hard... I worked so hard... I fought for so many years... I studied... I offered my everything... So many times I came so close to victory... To prove my worth... Only to have it all snatched away from me every time... When I was strong... they made me weak all over again... So many years... So many horrors... So much turmoil... I was so diligent... So dedicated... The struggle... it never stops...! H-how much longer do I have to suffer...?"
Her chest convulses, throbbing as if from an intense heartbeat, but not quite... Almost like something squirming under her skin and trying to escape. She clutches her chest with a shaky hoof, smearing more oil on her pristine chest fluff and a muffled foal-like cry gurgles up from her chest into the back of her throat, bubbles of blood seeping from the corners of her chattering mouth. The look of dread on her face is existential.
"... W-we came so far... Was it not meant to be?"
She bites her lower lip and her fangs sink in so that she bleeds
[1d4+3 = (3+3) = 6]
Turn over
>>195540
Patient Pippette, hiding behind the engine, approaches Posey. She doesn't say anything, but she does lower her head and inspect Posey in curiosity. There isn't entirely a safe location in the boiler room, but behind the engine is the closest bet.
Patient Pippette, hiding behind the engine, approaches Posey. She doesn't say anything, but she does lower her head and inspect Posey in curiosity. There isn't entirely a safe location in the boiler room, but behind the engine is the closest bet.
>>195557
Power Attack: With a "RAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" Silver shoulders his sword and brings it down diagonally on the oily creature, hoping to cleave it in two.
[1d20+6 = (10+6) = 16]
[2d6+20 = (4+20) = 24]
Power Attack: With a "RAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" Silver shoulders his sword and brings it down diagonally on the oily creature, hoping to cleave it in two.
[1d20+6 = (10+6) = 16]
[2d6+20 = (4+20) = 24]
I think it's the monster's turn?
>>195558
Hit.
Silver cleaves into the thing's oily head, slicing the right portion off, with much of the head slowly falls to the ground, leaving part of a head, and part of a neck
From the thing's half jaw, and exposed neck hole, it vomits oil onto Silver
Roll Reflex save
Hit.
Silver cleaves into the thing's oily head, slicing the right portion off, with much of the head slowly falls to the ground, leaving part of a head, and part of a neck
From the thing's half jaw, and exposed neck hole, it vomits oil onto Silver
Roll Reflex save
>>195561
Silver moves, but not fast enough,. He is covered in thick, viscous oil. His hooves do not raise easily from teh ground
Posey's turn
Silver moves, but not fast enough,. He is covered in thick, viscous oil. His hooves do not raise easily from teh ground
Posey's turn
>>195562
Posey takes a Total Defense action. She drops her polearm and shakily levitates a comb to her mane. She takes a move action to move further away from the creature.
Her cloudy eyes dart across the room, unfocused. She mutters to herself incoherently, her legs trembling as the throbbing cyst within her chest continues to burble and cry.
With permission, I would like to roll an Arcana check to see if there is a way to defeat this creature.
Posey takes a Total Defense action. She drops her polearm and shakily levitates a comb to her mane. She takes a move action to move further away from the creature.
Her cloudy eyes dart across the room, unfocused. She mutters to herself incoherently, her legs trembling as the throbbing cyst within her chest continues to burble and cry.
With permission, I would like to roll an Arcana check to see if there is a way to defeat this creature.
>>195565
One, that slashing, and especially severing does seem to have an effect. Second, that the petroleum monster is constantly refreshing itself from the sources of oil from the bunkers and valves, although a single bunker remains open, with three of four bunkers and valves closed.
One, that slashing, and especially severing does seem to have an effect. Second, that the petroleum monster is constantly refreshing itself from the sources of oil from the bunkers and valves, although a single bunker remains open, with three of four bunkers and valves closed.
>>195565
And Posey's mane is just...
Honestly the consequences to Posey's mane and coat are a "go mad with the revelation" kind of insight. It is better to be ignorant and not think about it.
And Posey's mane is just...
Honestly the consequences to Posey's mane and coat are a "go mad with the revelation" kind of insight. It is better to be ignorant and not think about it.
>>195567
Posey's turn is over.
Or maybe she's lucid enough to direct her unseen servant to close the valves.
Will save (DC 15)
[1d20+7 = (1+7) = 8]
Posey's turn is over.
Or maybe she's lucid enough to direct her unseen servant to close the valves.
Will save (DC 15)
[1d20+7 = (1+7) = 8]
>>195562
Eugh. Silver's definitely gonna need a bath after this.
Kira looks around for the last remaining bunker.
Eugh. Silver's definitely gonna need a bath after this.
Kira looks around for the last remaining bunker.
>>195568
Posey accidentally touches a nasty feeling reed that is near her face. It feels almost like a marsh reed covered in mud, somehow hanging near her face. Except that she feels it tug against her head. It's not a piece of trash nor plant life to be burned. That's her mane.
>>195570
Roll for sight or insight
Posey accidentally touches a nasty feeling reed that is near her face. It feels almost like a marsh reed covered in mud, somehow hanging near her face. Except that she feels it tug against her head. It's not a piece of trash nor plant life to be burned. That's her mane.
>>195570
Roll for sight or insight
>>195573
flicks tongue
Kira sees it. It helps that the layout of the bunkers is symmetrical so you can kind of guess where it is
flicks tongue
Kira sees it. It helps that the layout of the bunkers is symmetrical so you can kind of guess where it is
>>195574
Strength: Kira slithers over to the hatch, and attempts to close it as well with her snek strength.
[1d20+3 = (16+3) = 19]
Strength: Kira slithers over to the hatch, and attempts to close it as well with her snek strength.
[1d20+3 = (16+3) = 19]
>>195571
Posey drops prone and begins to choke up her dissolving innards.
Her glassy eyes roll up into her head, one of them slightly sagging out of its socket, she gives one last shrieking gasp, and then she stops moving entirely.
Bluff
[1d20+15 = (1+15) = 16]
I'm going to bed now.
Posey drops prone and begins to choke up her dissolving innards.
Her glassy eyes roll up into her head, one of them slightly sagging out of its socket, she gives one last shrieking gasp, and then she stops moving entirely.
Bluff
[1d20+15 = (1+15) = 16]
I'm going to bed now.
>>195581
He positions her to give her an unobstructed airway while he does what he can.
Heal check: [1d20+3 = (11+3) = 14]
He positions her to give her an unobstructed airway while he does what he can.
Heal check: [1d20+3 = (11+3) = 14]
>>195582
Roll her onto her side.
That's a valiant effort, but I'm unsure her coat - let alone her mane - will ever recover
Roll her onto her side.
That's a valiant effort, but I'm unsure her coat - let alone her mane - will ever recover
>>195585
That's good. With the oil cut off from the creature, hopefully it is now killable. Silver slashes at it twice more, trying to carve off more oil from it's "hide".
[1d20+12 = (18+12) = 30]
[2d6+8 = (6+8) = 14]
[1d20+7 = (4+7) = 11]
[2d6+8 = (7+8) = 15]
That's good. With the oil cut off from the creature, hopefully it is now killable. Silver slashes at it twice more, trying to carve off more oil from it's "hide".
[1d20+12 = (18+12) = 30]
[2d6+8 = (6+8) = 14]
[1d20+7 = (4+7) = 11]
[2d6+8 = (7+8) = 15]
Posey abruptly twitches and sniffles on the ground, her hooves shambling erratically in rigor mortis.
"..I.. I give up..! I cannot even fathom the point of living if I cannot be beautiful..!"
"..I.. I give up..! I cannot even fathom the point of living if I cannot be beautiful..!"
>>195594
Kira blinks at the mare having her crisis in the middle of such a horrifying event. "...I mean, this is really nasty stuff, but you could just...wash it off? Haven't you ever gone into the wilderness and gotten dirty before?"
Kira blinks at the mare having her crisis in the middle of such a horrifying event. "...I mean, this is really nasty stuff, but you could just...wash it off? Haven't you ever gone into the wilderness and gotten dirty before?"
spends the whole week researching for evidence that the dead can recover lost hair.
(Results mostly inconclusive, but so long as her mane is considered to be part of her body she should be able to regrow it through nonmagical necromantic healing..? Plus that myth about hair and nails still growing after death may apply. She doesn't know for sure though, because she has never let this situation happen before.)
>>195596
The mane crisis broke her heroic veneer and triggered her existential dread by forcing her to content with the horror of her torturous existence. The pain, the hunger, the cold, the emptiness, the madness, the longing, the hopelessness, the disappointment, the impossible standards, etc. Also she is unsure if she can regrow her mane or tail because she has never allowed them to be damaged before (hence why she was livid when her tail was pulled). It has been a rough century for her. Pls try to understand.
(I can make her go back to being a productive party member on the next round, I was just trying to engage with the horror, and tried to stop being too "heroic" or unresponsive to monster attacks)
(Results mostly inconclusive, but so long as her mane is considered to be part of her body she should be able to regrow it through nonmagical necromantic healing..? Plus that myth about hair and nails still growing after death may apply. She doesn't know for sure though, because she has never let this situation happen before.)
>>195596
The mane crisis broke her heroic veneer and triggered her existential dread by forcing her to content with the horror of her torturous existence. The pain, the hunger, the cold, the emptiness, the madness, the longing, the hopelessness, the disappointment, the impossible standards, etc. Also she is unsure if she can regrow her mane or tail because she has never allowed them to be damaged before (hence why she was livid when her tail was pulled). It has been a rough century for her. Pls try to understand.
(I can make her go back to being a productive party member on the next round, I was just trying to engage with the horror, and tried to stop being too "heroic" or unresponsive to monster attacks)
>>195598
You're fine, the mare is just being silly and Kira is finding it to be a little silly and weird. I personally like it.
You're fine, the mare is just being silly and Kira is finding it to be a little silly and weird. I personally like it.
Whinny City prevented any advance yesterday, but I'm hoping for movement on Wednesday I also got word that the schedule might clear up signficantly
>>195598
Eh? Just treat it like a wig, which uses hair that is donated, taken from clippings, or taken off cadavers, and replace the hair with someone else's. I mean, if she wishes to regrow the hair herself then sure, but I feel like there are easier ways
Personally, I really like the bunker oil to be the thing to break Posey from a thematic perspective, because bunker oil is a great representation of the unromantic, unflattering elements of industrialization and the machine age meeting with Posey's aristocratic sensibilities. It's like that time that Posey was dealing with resurrecting gnoll cultists, and found that the real villain was neoliberal capitalism. But that's just my take.
>>195594
>>195596
From the other side of Patient Pippette, near Posey, behind Silver, and to the side of teh engine, Stained Sands walks forward, submachine gun pointed at the petroleum monster.
"Miss Ring! Get over yourself! Sword! Stop being a poofter! The rest of you, hit it with what you've got.
With a loud tap tap tap, he fires his submachine gun at the petroleum monster.
>>195598
Eh? Just treat it like a wig, which uses hair that is donated, taken from clippings, or taken off cadavers, and replace the hair with someone else's. I mean, if she wishes to regrow the hair herself then sure, but I feel like there are easier ways
Personally, I really like the bunker oil to be the thing to break Posey from a thematic perspective, because bunker oil is a great representation of the unromantic, unflattering elements of industrialization and the machine age meeting with Posey's aristocratic sensibilities. It's like that time that Posey was dealing with resurrecting gnoll cultists, and found that the real villain was neoliberal capitalism. But that's just my take.
>>195594
>>195596
From the other side of Patient Pippette, near Posey, behind Silver, and to the side of teh engine, Stained Sands walks forward, submachine gun pointed at the petroleum monster.
"Miss Ring! Get over yourself! Sword! Stop being a poofter! The rest of you, hit it with what you've got.
With a loud tap tap tap, he fires his submachine gun at the petroleum monster.
>>195601
Is the monster visibly affected by the submachine gun?
>Damage Reduction (Ex or Su)
A creature with this special quality ignores damage from most weapons and natural attacks. Wounds heal immediately, or the weapon bounces off harmlessly (in either case, the opponent knows the attack was ineffective).
We should know which of our attacks work. So far we have done piercing (regular arrows) and slashing (sword).
D20 modern has the "ballistic" damage type for firearms, although most 3.5e guns deal piercing damage; this would be a good time to rule if we use D20 modern guns or 3.5e guns.
Is the monster visibly affected by the submachine gun?
>Damage Reduction (Ex or Su)
A creature with this special quality ignores damage from most weapons and natural attacks. Wounds heal immediately, or the weapon bounces off harmlessly (in either case, the opponent knows the attack was ineffective).
We should know which of our attacks work. So far we have done piercing (regular arrows) and slashing (sword).
D20 modern has the "ballistic" damage type for firearms, although most 3.5e guns deal piercing damage; this would be a good time to rule if we use D20 modern guns or 3.5e guns.
>>195601
>Personally, I really like the bunker oil to be the thing to break Posey from a thematic perspective, because bunker oil is a great representation of the unromantic, unflattering elements of industrialization and the machine age meeting with Posey's aristocratic sensibilities. It's like that time that Posey was dealing with resurrecting gnoll cultists, and found that the real villain was neoliberal capitalism. But that's just my take.
I had incorporated those exact themes into my ~4-5k character dramatic comeback speech, but then I accidentally deleted it, and now I am too demoralized to retype it...sobbing continues...
Posey's biggest weakness as a necromancer is her vanity and romanticism. If she were not so concerned with appearance and glory, nothing would hold her back. She had her formative memories at the height of the Victorian Era too.
Also, there isn't very much Posey can do against constructs.
Who's turn is it?
>Personally, I really like the bunker oil to be the thing to break Posey from a thematic perspective, because bunker oil is a great representation of the unromantic, unflattering elements of industrialization and the machine age meeting with Posey's aristocratic sensibilities. It's like that time that Posey was dealing with resurrecting gnoll cultists, and found that the real villain was neoliberal capitalism. But that's just my take.
I had incorporated those exact themes into my ~4-5k character dramatic comeback speech, but then I accidentally deleted it, and now I am too demoralized to retype it...sobbing continues...
Posey's biggest weakness as a necromancer is her vanity and romanticism. If she were not so concerned with appearance and glory, nothing would hold her back. She had her formative memories at the height of the Victorian Era too.
Also, there isn't very much Posey can do against constructs.
Who's turn is it?
>>195602
The Petroleum Monster seems to let puncture type wounds pass through in a way that it does not for the slicing of Silver’s sword. The bullets are not perfectly ineffective, but are significantly less effective. So basically yes, there is damage reduction versus puncture damage that does not exist for at least some other types of damage
>>195603
>lost 4k+ characters
Stop doing that. This is not the first or even the third time it’s happened to you. Periodically save your long posts.
https://youtu.be/9Deg7VrpHbM?si=aDF3ZxA7we_8JJE0
Given scheduling issues you’ve got some time anyways. It’s the monster’s turn
The Petroleum Monster seems to let puncture type wounds pass through in a way that it does not for the slicing of Silver’s sword. The bullets are not perfectly ineffective, but are significantly less effective. So basically yes, there is damage reduction versus puncture damage that does not exist for at least some other types of damage
>>195603
>lost 4k+ characters
Stop doing that. This is not the first or even the third time it’s happened to you. Periodically save your long posts.
https://youtu.be/9Deg7VrpHbM?si=aDF3ZxA7we_8JJE0
Given scheduling issues you’ve got some time anyways. It’s the monster’s turn
>>195596
The Petroleum Monster, damaged as it is, kicks at Silver with it's other foreleg
[1d20+9 = (16+9) = 25]
[2d6+7 = (7+7) = 14]
The Petroleum Monster, damaged as it is, kicks at Silver with it's other foreleg
[1d20+9 = (16+9) = 25]
[2d6+7 = (7+7) = 14]
>>195609
One wouldn't think that oil could be so...solid. But, as he's trapped there with his hooves glued to the floor from all of the black, sticky oil, he discovers exactly how solid it can be as he takes a very painful slam to his side that most certainly broke a rib or two. As he opens his mouth to gasp from the pain, some blood is forced from the impact to get coughed up.
One wouldn't think that oil could be so...solid. But, as he's trapped there with his hooves glued to the floor from all of the black, sticky oil, he discovers exactly how solid it can be as he takes a very painful slam to his side that most certainly broke a rib or two. As he opens his mouth to gasp from the pain, some blood is forced from the impact to get coughed up.
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Posey skips the grotesquely-long dramatic internal monologue that I accidentally deleted. It was something about her tragic backstory, and lamenting about how tired, cold, and hungry she always felt, how the sun burned her, how the sea rejected her even when she was still alive and how that made her question if she loved the world or hated it; how this world felt like it wasn't worth conquering anymore, so rotten and stained with oil as the Victorian era ended; and how after decades of servitude she might finally have a chance to be destroyed and return to the dark... She gave a last goodbye to her grafted cyst of a and said she was sorry for failing as a cradle and that they might not get revenge on life afterall, and the dead godling in her bloated barrel one last time before giving up. She gave a wistful thought about never being able to meet her Gloomy again, but for conceded that he may be better off without her... But then she remembered her visions, the prophecy of the world being brought to it's knees and the sinful dead clawing out of their graves to witness the glory of armageddon, her fate, her destiny. Whether she loved this world or hated it, she thought it was still worth fighting for, and she was definitely wasn't going to let some stupid alien whale take her dream from her. Then some monologue about how long she suffered training for this exact moment.
>.......
>........
>......... no.
>No, no, no, NO!
>Equestria is not yours to conquer!
>I will not relinquish it!
Not after everything I have done!
>Even if it is smeared with oil and defiled...
>This world belongs to me!
>I will never give it up, even if it lets me down
>My dream, my destiny!
>THIS DOES NOT END HERE!
>I WORKED SP HARD TO BE FREE!
>WHAT I HAVE DONE...!
>WHERE WHERE I HAVE BEEN...!
>HOW LONG I WAS THERE...!
>TO HET WHERE I AM NOW...!
Posey uses two lvl 1 slots to produce a lvl 2 slot with which she casts, Disguise Undead as she stands up, a careful eye might spot the tissue melting off of her face with exposed bone before she weaves the glammer into an image of glory. She appears perfectly clean, her pristine coat flawless. Her scarlet mane is spotless and glorious, waving in an invisible wind and sparkling with sanguine energy. Her bone armor has been replaced by an immaculate black dress woven from pure shadow, decorated with glittering gems and the images of dying stars. A white gold tiara rests on her head, and behind it a crimson halo that flashes in grandeur but produces no light. She places a manicured hoof onto the deck before looking up at the monster with renewed confidence, drawing her sword.
Turn over.
>.......
>........
>......... no.
>No, no, no, NO!
>Equestria is not yours to conquer!
>I will not relinquish it!
Not after everything I have done!
>Even if it is smeared with oil and defiled...
>This world belongs to me!
>I will never give it up, even if it lets me down
>My dream, my destiny!
>THIS DOES NOT END HERE!
>I WORKED SP HARD TO BE FREE!
>WHAT I HAVE DONE...!
>WHERE WHERE I HAVE BEEN...!
>HOW LONG I WAS THERE...!
>TO HET WHERE I AM NOW...!
Posey uses two lvl 1 slots to produce a lvl 2 slot with which she casts, Disguise Undead as she stands up, a careful eye might spot the tissue melting off of her face with exposed bone before she weaves the glammer into an image of glory. She appears perfectly clean, her pristine coat flawless. Her scarlet mane is spotless and glorious, waving in an invisible wind and sparkling with sanguine energy. Her bone armor has been replaced by an immaculate black dress woven from pure shadow, decorated with glittering gems and the images of dying stars. A white gold tiara rests on her head, and behind it a crimson halo that flashes in grandeur but produces no light. She places a manicured hoof onto the deck before looking up at the monster with renewed confidence, drawing her sword.
Turn over.
>>195611
>>195612
Wow! I really need to ask what her secret is after we're done with this thing, Kira thinks to herself, seeing the oil-free mare make her stand.
Spot: With her keep snek eyes, Kira tries to spot a physical weakness, or perhaps even a core to this creature through the thick black oil, that they might target for extra damage.
[1d20+8 = (12+8) = 20]
>>195612
Wow! I really need to ask what her secret is after we're done with this thing, Kira thinks to herself, seeing the oil-free mare make her stand.
Spot: With her keep snek eyes, Kira tries to spot a physical weakness, or perhaps even a core to this creature through the thick black oil, that they might target for extra damage.
[1d20+8 = (12+8) = 20]
>>195612
Whinny
Patient Pipette, who along with Cavaliere very directly witnessed Posey's sudden cleaning, runs away terrified, actually taking her closer to the Petroleum Monster
>>195613
Kira sees that it is made of oil and pretty consistent throughout
But severing limbs seems effective
>>195615
I don't think that Posey was the creature Kira was trying to find the weakness of
Whinny
Patient Pipette, who along with Cavaliere very directly witnessed Posey's sudden cleaning, runs away terrified, actually taking her closer to the Petroleum Monster
>>195613
Kira sees that it is made of oil and pretty consistent throughout
But severing limbs seems effective
>>195615
I don't think that Posey was the creature Kira was trying to find the weakness of
>>195616
If Kira still can, she takes her spear, and slashes at the creature's limbs with a "RAAAHHHHH" using her spear's tip.
[1d20+10 = (1+10) = 11]
[1d8+3 = (6+3) = 9]
If Kira still can, she takes her spear, and slashes at the creature's limbs with a "RAAAHHHHH" using her spear's tip.
[1d20+10 = (1+10) = 11]
[1d8+3 = (6+3) = 9]
>>195612
Cavaliere looks at Posey quizzically but will have to wait to puzzle out what sorcery this is. He pulls out a dagger (good thing he brought it!) and slashes at one of the legs of the creature.
[1d20+4 = (3+4) = 7]
[1d4 = 4]
Cavaliere looks at Posey quizzically but will have to wait to puzzle out what sorcery this is. He pulls out a dagger (good thing he brought it!) and slashes at one of the legs of the creature.
[1d20+4 = (3+4) = 7]
[1d4 = 4]
>>195622
Standing hurt yet defiant, Silver raises his sword and attacks the creature with a pair of retaliatory swings, his sword cleaving the air in its wake.
[1d20+12 = (13+12) = 25]
[2d6+8 = (7+8) = 15]
[1d20+7 = (16+7) = 23]
[2d6+8 = (9+8) = 17]
Standing hurt yet defiant, Silver raises his sword and attacks the creature with a pair of retaliatory swings, his sword cleaving the air in its wake.
[1d20+12 = (13+12) = 25]
[2d6+8 = (7+8) = 15]
[1d20+7 = (16+7) = 23]
[2d6+8 = (9+8) = 17]
>>195623
Silver cleaves into the oil, and another leg falls. It seems for a moment that the thing as a whole will fall over, but it manages to keep its balance - somehow
Maybe it doesn't? Because its partial head comes down onto Silver
[1d20+9 = (13+9) = 22]
[2d6+7 = (3+7) = 10]
Silver cleaves into the oil, and another leg falls. It seems for a moment that the thing as a whole will fall over, but it manages to keep its balance - somehow
Maybe it doesn't? Because its partial head comes down onto Silver
[1d20+9 = (13+9) = 22]
[2d6+7 = (3+7) = 10]
>>195624
The head comes down hard on Silver's back, fracturing even more bones and breaking some others. He feels lucky that he's somehow not paralyzed, because he can feel every bit of the truly immense pain.
The head comes down hard on Silver's back, fracturing even more bones and breaking some others. He feels lucky that he's somehow not paralyzed, because he can feel every bit of the truly immense pain.
>tfw none of my spells, feats or class features work on constructs
The only relevant spell I have cast on this adventure has been a glammer spell to cover up a mane-emergency...
Posey charges with her sword, flanking the monster
[1d20+9 = (20+9) = 29]
[1d8+8 = (6+8) = 14]
The only relevant spell I have cast on this adventure has been a glammer spell to cover up a mane-emergency...
Posey charges with her sword, flanking the monster
[1d20+9 = (20+9) = 29]
[1d8+8 = (6+8) = 14]
>>195625
Poor Silverfluff...
>>195626
Posey, magically cleaned of her oil coverage somehow, is able to charge into action. She lopes past the Petroleum Monster, stepping into the goey oil and past the stuck and beaten Silver Sword. Drawing her sword, she slices it right into the "barrel" of the entity. It cuts, and the thing vibrates. For a moment it makes odd gurgling noises.
But it falls to the floor, collapsing as a pile of gelatin-like black oil that covers the floor. It seems to be dead.
Poor Silverfluff...
>>195626
Posey, magically cleaned of her oil coverage somehow, is able to charge into action. She lopes past the Petroleum Monster, stepping into the goey oil and past the stuck and beaten Silver Sword. Drawing her sword, she slices it right into the "barrel" of the entity. It cuts, and the thing vibrates. For a moment it makes odd gurgling noises.
But it falls to the floor, collapsing as a pile of gelatin-like black oil that covers the floor. It seems to be dead.
>>195627
Kira shakes herself, trying to shake off the oil. "Is...is it dead? Should we do something to make sure, you know, just in case it has regeneration?"
Kira shakes herself, trying to shake off the oil. "Is...is it dead? Should we do something to make sure, you know, just in case it has regeneration?"
>>195628
Posey would tell you that constructs can never regenerate, only fast-heal, were she not preoccupied with her moment of glory.
Posey would tell you that constructs can never regenerate, only fast-heal, were she not preoccupied with her moment of glory.
>>195631
Luckily, for the next several hours Posey will look spotless and beautiful, thanks to her glammer spell.
Luckily, for the next several hours Posey will look spotless and beautiful, thanks to her glammer spell.
>>195629
>>195631
>>195632
Silver chuckles wryly along with Posey as he looks towards his attentive friends. "Heh, nothing I have-" he's interrupted with a couple more coughs, each of which bring up plenty of blood, and perhaps at least one small piece of viscera. "-ow...gone through before." He pulls out a small knife, and starts to cut away at the oil keeping him stuck to that spot.
>>195631
>>195632
Silver chuckles wryly along with Posey as he looks towards his attentive friends. "Heh, nothing I have-" he's interrupted with a couple more coughs, each of which bring up plenty of blood, and perhaps at least one small piece of viscera. "-ow...gone through before." He pulls out a small knife, and starts to cut away at the oil keeping him stuck to that spot.
>>195635
He waves over Patient Pipette. "Doctor, don't be afraid! He needs your help over here. Might be a punctured lung."
He waves over Patient Pipette. "Doctor, don't be afraid! He needs your help over here. Might be a punctured lung."
>>195635
Silver is indeed still stuck there and must free himself. There should be some health potions remaining, although this might be the remainder of the supply. Silver can feel that he has indeed been seriously injured
>>195636
Pipette, not far from the two, widens her eyes, and comes towards Silver
She inspects him
[1d20+3 = (10+3) = 13]
Silver is indeed still stuck there and must free himself. There should be some health potions remaining, although this might be the remainder of the supply. Silver can feel that he has indeed been seriously injured
>>195636
Pipette, not far from the two, widens her eyes, and comes towards Silver
She inspects him
[1d20+3 = (10+3) = 13]
>>195637
It's very clear that he's suffered significant blunt force trauma, causing immense muscle strain and breaking multiple bones including several ribs that likely have punctured his lungs and risk injuring other organs as well. His breathing is raspy and unsteady, and putting any pressure on...well, really most any part of his body causes him to wince in pain. How he's still standing is a mystery to her, but very clearly a pony of lesser consitution would be at least unconscious or more likely dying by this point.
It's very clear that he's suffered significant blunt force trauma, causing immense muscle strain and breaking multiple bones including several ribs that likely have punctured his lungs and risk injuring other organs as well. His breathing is raspy and unsteady, and putting any pressure on...well, really most any part of his body causes him to wince in pain. How he's still standing is a mystery to her, but very clearly a pony of lesser consitution would be at least unconscious or more likely dying by this point.
>>195628
He inspects the dead remains. "None of the others had before, but they dissolved on death. I think this creation was using the oil as a sort of skeleton. I would burn this oil if it was safe, but here it might be a better idea to douse it with some sort of chemical to dissolve it."
>>195629
Now that there's some time, Cavaliere makes an arcane knowledge check to figure out what kind of spell would not only heal and clean a pony but also dramatically change her appearance.
[1d20+7 = (13+7) = 20]
He inspects the dead remains. "None of the others had before, but they dissolved on death. I think this creation was using the oil as a sort of skeleton. I would burn this oil if it was safe, but here it might be a better idea to douse it with some sort of chemical to dissolve it."
>>195629
Now that there's some time, Cavaliere makes an arcane knowledge check to figure out what kind of spell would not only heal and clean a pony but also dramatically change her appearance.
[1d20+7 = (13+7) = 20]
>>195639
If you actually had broken ribs or punctured lungs, you would have taken Constitution damage/drain. This is just HP damage; you will be fine after some rest.
>t. is still recovering from existential manecare emergency
If you actually had broken ribs or punctured lungs, you would have taken Constitution damage/drain. This is just HP damage; you will be fine after some rest.
>t. is still recovering from existential manecare emergency
>>195642
>>195641
scrunch
Well, regardless of the actual mechanics of Silver's significant internal injuries, he's enough of a stallion to admit: "...I may actually need some help to heal."
Kira raises her hoof. "Would it help if I wrapped around you? You know, like a splint?"
Somehow, Silver has his doubts that would work.
>>195641
scrunch
Well, regardless of the actual mechanics of Silver's significant internal injuries, he's enough of a stallion to admit: "...I may actually need some help to heal."
Kira raises her hoof. "Would it help if I wrapped around you? You know, like a splint?"
Somehow, Silver has his doubts that would work.
"We should go kill that hippogriff immediately. The longer we wait, the more opportunities it has to send monsters to harass us. Another creature could appear at any moment."
>>195645
>>195646
Silver shakes his head. "Rest later. Magic now."
Kira keeps her hoof raised. "I'd still like to go explore and free as many of the poor possessed ponies as we can, if that's a possibility. Can we at least do my thing first though, even if we don't have enough resources to keep going on?"
>>195646
Silver shakes his head. "Rest later. Magic now."
Kira keeps her hoof raised. "I'd still like to go explore and free as many of the poor possessed ponies as we can, if that's a possibility. Can we at least do my thing first though, even if we don't have enough resources to keep going on?"
>>195645
>>195646
The griffon shakes his head dismissively. "We would be going upstairs in close quarters against not just Bearer and other monsters, but the various crew that have been enslaved. It would be a bloodbath. Afterwards, we would still have to fight that thing which will be attacking us, and we can't be sure it would be blind either. If we go after the source instead, we eliminate the monsters, the crew would no longer be forced to fight us, and Light Bearer would be helpless."
>>195646
The griffon shakes his head dismissively. "We would be going upstairs in close quarters against not just Bearer and other monsters, but the various crew that have been enslaved. It would be a bloodbath. Afterwards, we would still have to fight that thing which will be attacking us, and we can't be sure it would be blind either. If we go after the source instead, we eliminate the monsters, the crew would no longer be forced to fight us, and Light Bearer would be helpless."
>>195650
Blackheel points a hoof towards Kira:
"Yes, overgrown garden snake, what do you have to say?"
Blackheel points a hoof towards Kira:
"Yes, overgrown garden snake, what do you have to say?"
>>195651
Kira stops bouncing, and tilts her head at Black Heel. "Garden snake? I'm a Hunter, not a Farmer. Err, Gardener? Anyways, I don't know how much I can really say, because I'm fairly certain that the Traveler can hear us, or maybe even hear our thoughts, but basically I have a way I'm going to try to remove him from the minds of the possessed creatures. If they're free, not only will they not be fighting against us, but maybe it will also weaken the Traveler and, as a consequence, Light Water, if it draws power from its followers."
>>195652
Silver: "Something to heal, like potion. Or maybe even just something to get me up and going again." Another cough, and more blood comes up.
Kira stops bouncing, and tilts her head at Black Heel. "Garden snake? I'm a Hunter, not a Farmer. Err, Gardener? Anyways, I don't know how much I can really say, because I'm fairly certain that the Traveler can hear us, or maybe even hear our thoughts, but basically I have a way I'm going to try to remove him from the minds of the possessed creatures. If they're free, not only will they not be fighting against us, but maybe it will also weaken the Traveler and, as a consequence, Light Water, if it draws power from its followers."
>>195652
Silver: "Something to heal, like potion. Or maybe even just something to get me up and going again." Another cough, and more blood comes up.
>>195653
Blackheel tilts his head
"A hunter of what?"
After a moment, he says
"Surely, we have some possessed creatures to try it on."
Blackheel tilts his head
"A hunter of what?"
After a moment, he says
"Surely, we have some possessed creatures to try it on."
>>195654
"Well, mostly gazelle, wild hogs, anything that could be found out in the savannah really. Oh, anything non-sapient, we don't do anything like that to creatures like zebras or...well, there aren't really any back home, but we wouldn't do it to ponies either. Plus the rise of agriculture a long time ago means that we aren't actually the main food producers for the tribe anymore and we're more like soldiers now, but...sorry, got off track. I don't know if I'll be able to do it multiple times, so I'd like to try to get as many possessed creatures together as possible before I do it."
"Well, mostly gazelle, wild hogs, anything that could be found out in the savannah really. Oh, anything non-sapient, we don't do anything like that to creatures like zebras or...well, there aren't really any back home, but we wouldn't do it to ponies either. Plus the rise of agriculture a long time ago means that we aren't actually the main food producers for the tribe anymore and we're more like soldiers now, but...sorry, got off track. I don't know if I'll be able to do it multiple times, so I'd like to try to get as many possessed creatures together as possible before I do it."
>>195655
Blackheel:
"I see..."
He relaxes. Some inarticulable aspects of tone and body language suggest this was the right answer, and he seems to have some sympathy.
"Very well. Try it. when you can."
Blackheel:
"I see..."
He relaxes. Some inarticulable aspects of tone and body language suggest this was the right answer, and he seems to have some sympathy.
"Very well. Try it. when you can."
>>195656
Kira smiles. She's happy to see more ponies start to relax around lamias like her. "Yay, thank you! Okay, let's go gather some more creatures like it's some sort of pocket creature collection game!"
>>195657
Silver: "Huh, I am sorry to hear. At least you seem to be doing well." Another cough. "We have small amount. I do not want to take all of them up, but I am very hurt."
Kira smiles. She's happy to see more ponies start to relax around lamias like her. "Yay, thank you! Okay, let's go gather some more creatures like it's some sort of pocket creature collection game!"
>>195657
Silver: "Huh, I am sorry to hear. At least you seem to be doing well." Another cough. "We have small amount. I do not want to take all of them up, but I am very hurt."
Did the oil monster drop any treasure?
>>195658
"You need to be healed as best as we can manage before we go anywhere," Cavaliere tells Silver.
"You need to be healed as best as we can manage before we go anywhere," Cavaliere tells Silver.
[1d2 = 2]
>>195664
At this point, Kira has definitely lost Blackheel, who stares at Kira, mouth hanging open
Silver should have a potion bottle of Cure Serious Wounds from Cargo Hold 4
3d8+5
At this point, Kira has definitely lost Blackheel, who stares at Kira, mouth hanging open
Silver should have a potion bottle of Cure Serious Wounds from Cargo Hold 4
3d8+5
>>195665
Kira just tilts her head at the pony. "Did I say something wrong."
Silver absolutely takes the potion, making sure to drink every last drop.
[3d8+5 = (14+5) = 19]
Kira just tilts her head at the pony. "Did I say something wrong."
Silver absolutely takes the potion, making sure to drink every last drop.
[3d8+5 = (14+5) = 19]
>>195677
Now this, this is true. Kira would give her a hug right about now, if she wasn't so covered in oil.
Now this, this is true. Kira would give her a hug right about now, if she wasn't so covered in oil.
We have nothing left to do here, right? Nopony is going to grab my tail when I leave to attack Light Water, right?
Posey takes 10 on Diplomacy (modified 22) to convince all of the NPCs (who are not already charmed by her) to follow her to attack Light Water now.
"Well, Blackheel and I agree, so that makes two of us, and Blackheel commands the sailors so it looks like we already know where to go next."
I made a mistake in describing the ship. The cargo holds the party went through are not on the lowest level of the ship but are above a lower level. The engine room, however, is on the bottom of the ship, thus when entering the party would have to go down a stairway.
>>195689
Black Heel:
"Would you believe me if I told you that not a one of us wants this deranged, mutinous foreigner who has caused us so much grief to continue living?
The only question is if we kill him or his pet first."
Stained Sand:
"Both a Communist and a non-pony? What an unfortunate combination. No, he cannot be suffered to live." After glancing at Blackheel, "Excuse me, a political lunatic even by Communist standards."
>>195695
I don't know exactly where Light Water is, but if I had tio guess, he is on the bridge, looking out into the darkness, waiting for the light of the GRU ship to appear through the fog. He may feel in control up there. Or he may be in the radio room. Above us one floor is the storage of the ship for provisions and the like. Above that is the deck level of the ship, and the Crew Deck, the largest structure in the ship. It has the cabins of most of the crew, the galley and the crew mess. Above that one level is the Boat deck. Part of it is open deck where the lifeboats were, and part of it is the cabins of the officers, and the officer's mess. Above that is the bridge deck. It has the Captain's cabin, the navigation room, the radio room, and the bridge.
In front of us is cargo hold 3. It should be completely empty. Beyond that is cargo hold 2, mostly empty but carrying some lumber and ore taken back from Skynavia. But below that is the converted lower level of Cargo Hold 2... The Ice Box. That is where "Our Fellow Traveler" was placed. I would assume that is where it still sleeps and dreams. But I can't say I've checked recently."
>>195689
Black Heel:
"Would you believe me if I told you that not a one of us wants this deranged, mutinous foreigner who has caused us so much grief to continue living?
The only question is if we kill him or his pet first."
Stained Sand:
"Both a Communist and a non-pony? What an unfortunate combination. No, he cannot be suffered to live." After glancing at Blackheel, "Excuse me, a political lunatic even by Communist standards."
>>195695
I don't know exactly where Light Water is, but if I had tio guess, he is on the bridge, looking out into the darkness, waiting for the light of the GRU ship to appear through the fog. He may feel in control up there. Or he may be in the radio room. Above us one floor is the storage of the ship for provisions and the like. Above that is the deck level of the ship, and the Crew Deck, the largest structure in the ship. It has the cabins of most of the crew, the galley and the crew mess. Above that one level is the Boat deck. Part of it is open deck where the lifeboats were, and part of it is the cabins of the officers, and the officer's mess. Above that is the bridge deck. It has the Captain's cabin, the navigation room, the radio room, and the bridge.
In front of us is cargo hold 3. It should be completely empty. Beyond that is cargo hold 2, mostly empty but carrying some lumber and ore taken back from Skynavia. But below that is the converted lower level of Cargo Hold 2... The Ice Box. That is where "Our Fellow Traveler" was placed. I would assume that is where it still sleeps and dreams. But I can't say I've checked recently."
>>195700
>I made a mistake in describing the ship. The cargo holds the party went through are not on the lowest level of the ship but are above a lower level. The engine room, however, is on the bottom of the ship, thus when entering the party would have to go down a stairway.
Tbh, my brain was too tiny to properly absorb the descriptions anyways, so don't worry about it.
>Black Heel:
>The only question is if we kill him or his pet first."
"Between the two of them, Light Water is the one capable of moving in on his own, so it would be better to deal with him first to avoid surprises." Posey says
>Stained Sand:
"Yes, yes, and a mad mage it seems; the kind that all of our arcana textbooks warn us about. The hornless bird got a taste of power and let it control him, many such cases. I would like to neutralize him immediately, before he does something ludicrously... stupid."
>Light Water is, but if I had tio guess, he is on the bridge, looking out into the darkness, waiting for the light of the GRU ship to appear through the fog. He may feel in control up there.
Posey nods
"I suggest trusting your hunch and conquering the bridge first in the absence of any other leads. Even if he is not there, it will benefit us to have the high ground when we continue our search. If the need arises, my minion map be able to smash through the windows on the bridge to attack him, which should at least keep him distracted for long enough for the rest of us to approach."
>I made a mistake in describing the ship. The cargo holds the party went through are not on the lowest level of the ship but are above a lower level. The engine room, however, is on the bottom of the ship, thus when entering the party would have to go down a stairway.
Tbh, my brain was too tiny to properly absorb the descriptions anyways, so don't worry about it.
>Black Heel:
>The only question is if we kill him or his pet first."
"Between the two of them, Light Water is the one capable of moving in on his own, so it would be better to deal with him first to avoid surprises." Posey says
>Stained Sand:
"Yes, yes, and a mad mage it seems; the kind that all of our arcana textbooks warn us about. The hornless bird got a taste of power and let it control him, many such cases. I would like to neutralize him immediately, before he does something ludicrously... stupid."
>Light Water is, but if I had tio guess, he is on the bridge, looking out into the darkness, waiting for the light of the GRU ship to appear through the fog. He may feel in control up there.
Posey nods
"I suggest trusting your hunch and conquering the bridge first in the absence of any other leads. Even if he is not there, it will benefit us to have the high ground when we continue our search. If the need arises, my minion map be able to smash through the windows on the bridge to attack him, which should at least keep him distracted for long enough for the rest of us to approach."
Posey sets out in the direction of the bridge, still looking fabulous from her glammer spell
>>195700
"Are there any notable obstacles on the way to the bridge? Any choke points or narrow stairwells we should anticipate? Any windows through which fliers might enter or escape?"
Posey asks Blackheel
>>195700
"Are there any notable obstacles on the way to the bridge? Any choke points or narrow stairwells we should anticipate? Any windows through which fliers might enter or escape?"
Posey asks Blackheel
>>195711
Kira interrupts Posey. "B-but what about my idea? De-possessing all of the possessed creatures?"
Pic unrelated
Kira interrupts Posey. "B-but what about my idea? De-possessing all of the possessed creatures?"
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>>195705
Stained Sand:
"Like making a pact with some kind of alien demon thing?"
Blackheel
"The Entity cannot move. Until it does." Raising an eyebrow, "Minion?"
>>195711
"Yes. The entire path up four floors is nothing but choke points and narrow stairwells. There are no open areas like this up there. None. Think of it like a hotel without a lobby. Just little rooms and corridors, with a few somewhat larger rooms that still have lower ceilings. There are dozens upon dozens of portholes, windows, and multiple doors to outside of the ship. You don't need to fly to get there from the outside, you can walk up the steps to get to the boat deck."
Stained Sand:
"Like making a pact with some kind of alien demon thing?"
Blackheel
"The Entity cannot move. Until it does." Raising an eyebrow, "Minion?"
>>195711
"Yes. The entire path up four floors is nothing but choke points and narrow stairwells. There are no open areas like this up there. None. Think of it like a hotel without a lobby. Just little rooms and corridors, with a few somewhat larger rooms that still have lower ceilings. There are dozens upon dozens of portholes, windows, and multiple doors to outside of the ship. You don't need to fly to get there from the outside, you can walk up the steps to get to the boat deck."
>>195700
Cavaliere answers, "A criminal must be brought back to face justice for his crimes. We are not judges, and to deliver him is the best we can do."
>>195712
"That may give us a useful edge, but the main downside I see is the amount of time it would take. It still might be worth it."
>>195713
"It sounds like we will be attacked on all sides and quickly bogged down in close quarters. There will be heavy casualties for what remains of us and of your crew if we venture up there now."
Cavaliere answers, "A criminal must be brought back to face justice for his crimes. We are not judges, and to deliver him is the best we can do."
>>195712
"That may give us a useful edge, but the main downside I see is the amount of time it would take. It still might be worth it."
>>195713
"It sounds like we will be attacked on all sides and quickly bogged down in close quarters. There will be heavy casualties for what remains of us and of your crew if we venture up there now."
Sorry, I was busy DMing
>>195713
>Minion?
"The whale skeleton I brought to life with the powers of my mentor." Posey clarifies
>"Yes. The entire path up four floors is nothing but choke points and narrow stairwells. There are no open areas like this up there. None. Think of it like a hotel without a lobby. Just little rooms and corridors, with a few somewhat larger rooms that still have lower ceilings. There are dozens upon dozens of portholes, windows, and multiple doors to outside of the ship. You don't need to fly to get there from the outside, you can walk up the steps to get to the boat deck."
"Excellent description. Let us hustle then." Posey says, still walking.
>>195714
>"A criminal must be brought back to face justice for his crimes. We are not judges, and to deliver him is the best we can do."
Posey chuckles dryly
"Of course we are none to judge; we are pirates, afterall..."
Bluff check to keep Cavalier from blowing our cover
[1d20+14 = (13+14) = 27]
>casualties
"There will be casualties no matter what we do. Narrow corridors means we will only have to fight them one at a time though. I will lead the way, and you can follow if you wish." Posey says, with a toss of her glammered mane.
>>195712
"How would you even do that?"
>>195713
>Minion?
"The whale skeleton I brought to life with the powers of my mentor." Posey clarifies
>"Yes. The entire path up four floors is nothing but choke points and narrow stairwells. There are no open areas like this up there. None. Think of it like a hotel without a lobby. Just little rooms and corridors, with a few somewhat larger rooms that still have lower ceilings. There are dozens upon dozens of portholes, windows, and multiple doors to outside of the ship. You don't need to fly to get there from the outside, you can walk up the steps to get to the boat deck."
"Excellent description. Let us hustle then." Posey says, still walking.
>>195714
>"A criminal must be brought back to face justice for his crimes. We are not judges, and to deliver him is the best we can do."
Posey chuckles dryly
"Of course we are none to judge; we are pirates, afterall..."
Bluff check to keep Cavalier from blowing our cover
[1d20+14 = (13+14) = 27]
>casualties
"There will be casualties no matter what we do. Narrow corridors means we will only have to fight them one at a time though. I will lead the way, and you can follow if you wish." Posey says, with a toss of her glammered mane.
>>195712
"How would you even do that?"
>>195715
Cavaliere shakes his head as he stays put. "With all those portholes and doorways, it would be a shooting gallery and we would be the target. The narrow space would work against us here, and we would likely be attacked from the rear again. In the mostly empty lower hold at least, we could cover each other with all our firepower.
Cavaliere shakes his head as he stays put. "With all those portholes and doorways, it would be a shooting gallery and we would be the target. The narrow space would work against us here, and we would likely be attacked from the rear again. In the mostly empty lower hold at least, we could cover each other with all our firepower.
>>195718
>the ranger has planar allies somehow
Nobody wanted to let me summon any demons to help us...
>the ranger has planar allies somehow
Nobody wanted to let me summon any demons to help us...
>>195717
Turning to Blackheel, he asks, "Are you sure these puppets won't be waiting to shoot us from outside?"
>>195718
"We need whatever edge we can get beforehand, and it might just save some crew as well. Let's try it.
>>195719
He stares after the neurotic-yet-overconfident pony. "The only benefit to you taking the lead is that you'll be shot at first. You can go and I won't stop you, but I would have to be a fool to follow.
Turning to Blackheel, he asks, "Are you sure these puppets won't be waiting to shoot us from outside?"
>>195718
"We need whatever edge we can get beforehand, and it might just save some crew as well. Let's try it.
>>195719
He stares after the neurotic-yet-overconfident pony. "The only benefit to you taking the lead is that you'll be shot at first. You can go and I won't stop you, but I would have to be a fool to follow.
>>195723
Kira: "Oh, don't worry! It's not like demons or anything evil. He's...let's just say that He's close to me."
She grasps the pendant around her neck with a hoof as she says this. It glows golden faintly.
Kira: "Oh, don't worry! It's not like demons or anything evil. He's...let's just say that He's close to me."
She grasps the pendant around her neck with a hoof as she says this. It glows golden faintly.
>>195679
In the corner of Cavaliere's vision, he thinks he sees movement on the upper level, on the railings
In the corner of Cavaliere's vision, he thinks he sees movement on the upper level, on the railings
>>195725
"Over there!" he cries out, pointing in that direction. He also pulls out his revolver, ready for a fight.
"Over there!" he cries out, pointing in that direction. He also pulls out his revolver, ready for a fight.
>>195728
If you encounter absolutely no resistance or obstacles, the same amount of time as it takes to walk down a couple hallways and go up the stairs from ground floor to the top of a five, perhaps six story building.
If you encounter absolutely no resistance or obstacles, the same amount of time as it takes to walk down a couple hallways and go up the stairs from ground floor to the top of a five, perhaps six story building.
>>195729
Well, Posey starts walking.
Once she gets close, she is going to stop to cast some buff spells.
Well, Posey starts walking.
Once she gets close, she is going to stop to cast some buff spells.
>>195727
It seems to be an item of either cultural or religious significance to Kira and her people. Kira seems to use it to cast her spells (blessings from her god Ouroboros, as she described them earlier) without the aid of a horn. The shape of it is what's odd: despite everything about her religion suggesting snake, the shape of it is actually a leopard.
It seems to be an item of either cultural or religious significance to Kira and her people. Kira seems to use it to cast her spells (blessings from her god Ouroboros, as she described them earlier) without the aid of a horn. The shape of it is what's odd: despite everything about her religion suggesting snake, the shape of it is actually a leopard.
>>195726
On the level above, not far from the door, Cavaliere sees four figures. Far end, dark brown griffin in a jacket brandishing in the ready position a rifle. Seems to be Griffonian make. Second, a pony of grey color in a blue uniform, holding a vlazhnyy rifle. Then a white pony, likewise in blue and holding a vlazhnyy. At the end, a red griffin in green uniform, wearing a green cap with a red star, brandishing a Stalliongrad Automatic.
On the level above, not far from the door, Cavaliere sees four figures. Far end, dark brown griffin in a jacket brandishing in the ready position a rifle. Seems to be Griffonian make. Second, a pony of grey color in a blue uniform, holding a vlazhnyy rifle. Then a white pony, likewise in blue and holding a vlazhnyy. At the end, a red griffin in green uniform, wearing a green cap with a red star, brandishing a Stalliongrad Automatic.
>>195738
She only barely misses out on seeing it in her peripheral vision, but she was not looking in that direction and is busy with Kira and Blackheel. Only Cavaliere is aware.
She only barely misses out on seeing it in her peripheral vision, but she was not looking in that direction and is busy with Kira and Blackheel. Only Cavaliere is aware.
>>195736
Cavaliere lowers his revolver, but still keeps it in his claw. He snaps his talons at Zara and waves her over to his side.
Cavaliere lowers his revolver, but still keeps it in his claw. He snaps his talons at Zara and waves her over to his side.
>>195745
Silver decides that honesty is the best policy in this instance. "Listen, they were transporting something horrible on this ship. It needs to be destroyed, and creature responsible for unleashing it needs to be destroyed along with it."
Is there any way for Kira to sneakily climb up to the group opposed to them like a snake without being seen?
Silver decides that honesty is the best policy in this instance. "Listen, they were transporting something horrible on this ship. It needs to be destroyed, and creature responsible for unleashing it needs to be destroyed along with it."
Is there any way for Kira to sneakily climb up to the group opposed to them like a snake without being seen?
>>195746
Maybe if she went kind of underneath the railing, or possibly around it? She'd need to climb up equipment or the walls to do it, however. The only way to access the set of creatures is with either a ranged weapon, or by going around and up the stairs. But the stairs would require a small delay
The griffin speaks back
"No. This ship carries something powerful. Something that can undo all of the bindings set upon us by those who wish to exploit others. Something that can revolutionize the world the same way the steam engine did. And you wish to take it for yourselves, don't you?"
>>195747
Up a set of stairs, turn left, go a few feet, turn left again, some more feet, then the other griffin and two ponies in the way, then finally you have the griffin. It is at least already the direction Posey was going, meaning she's technically the closest in terms of walking.
Maybe if she went kind of underneath the railing, or possibly around it? She'd need to climb up equipment or the walls to do it, however. The only way to access the set of creatures is with either a ranged weapon, or by going around and up the stairs. But the stairs would require a small delay
The griffin speaks back
"No. This ship carries something powerful. Something that can undo all of the bindings set upon us by those who wish to exploit others. Something that can revolutionize the world the same way the steam engine did. And you wish to take it for yourselves, don't you?"
>>195747
Up a set of stairs, turn left, go a few feet, turn left again, some more feet, then the other griffin and two ponies in the way, then finally you have the griffin. It is at least already the direction Posey was going, meaning she's technically the closest in terms of walking.
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