>Mixed NutsTo some, its a delightful role-playing venture based (loosely) on 3.5e D&D rules. To others its the worst thing to happen to Mlpol
>What it doOn weekends we engage a dynamic storyline based largely on the GM's capacity to create and illustrate the ongoing storyline.
>What about me?New players and shitposters are always welcome. We have prohibited excessive >lewd, but non-players can assume casual roles as available (at the moment the world is a desolate wasteland tho so not for a bit) or work with existing players and GM to create a new character. Ordinarily we have several side-characters with their own existing backstories, as well as a few player contributions including a very sad Alex Jones or Yak Lee, a literal MLP yak trained as a monk, Taylor Swift,... there's others. If wanting to play, make a post about it in thread and there's plenty of anons who can steer anon in the right direction.
Currently the party is facing almost certain death. Thez squares off against Igritchkora of Bog, while the party - and Torcuil in particular - have managed to piss off an entire royal court of devils and demons. They're in hell though, so at least their opponents will politely wait their turn.
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>>66406"This insistent little miscreant filed a contract for the renovation of Durpistan. The millers were more than willing to volunteer me for the task
probably just to be rid of me," she mutters with a malicious smirk. "They were proper and assisted me in setting up a proper cabin, its just outside the east gate of the city," she thinks for a moment. "Perhaps 'gate' is a bit generous,... the gaping hole in the east wall."
>>66407"... Yeah.." Tracy says, looking at the giant hole with a bit of a grimace
"That's going to be a pain and a half to fix.."
>says the mare who comes from the culture that builds barns without hands
>>66408"Quite the contrary. I understand the giant bull is around here yes? With his strength and my
discipline encouragement, it shouldn't take too long at all, at least as far as repairing and reinforcing the outside wall. In most cases, we don't even need to cut the logs, rather it will be stronger with the use of logs
who designed this place anyway? The city,...
that will take a bit longer."
A>"But you
can do it right?" Addy asks excitedly.
"Child, I hit your mother with a siege weapon, rebuilding a city - while time consuming - will be easy."
>>66409[chuckles a bit]
"So.. How many trees do you think you'll need for this project?"
>>66410"The wall?" She thinks for a moment, looking around the city (I'm assuming this is an open-area interaction). "I could probably do it with 30. The city I can't say yet, I need to survey more," she says, kicking a rock and sending it a good 30 yards away. The sound of it bouncing off concrete reverberates slightly in the empty city.
>>66411"You'll wanna estimate high.. I've seen a lot of shitty infrastructure in my days, but most of these buildings are beyond saving.."
>>66412"I didn't say I was going to rebuild the
buildings, I said I was going to rebuild the
city," she says with a wink. "... a bit longer," she reiterates.
>>66413"Well, if you ever need anything
(stabbed), feel free to give me a call. I'll be stabling around this dump for a while."
>>66414"Do watch out for the dragon, she's been rather pissy of late."
>>66415*walks towards dragon*
"Kynen is here! We should go find her!" Addy runs off.
>>66417I'd assumed her cave wouldn't be hard to find.
Tracy follows Addy towards where ever Killy's been sleeping.
>>66418Addy leads Tracy at a surprising pace (she couldn't
possibly outrun, but Tracy estimates that they're going at ~275'/round), precariously jumping over and around debris and tight passages, (potentially tripping and doing a faceplant, if shitty dice rolls) but iltimately leading to,....
A giant wall.
"Where's the hole? There is supposed to be a hole. Hmmm. I'm not sure I remember the other way to get in, let me see,...."
And she starts looking around the wall. It is a large, blank grey, concrete wall, which serves as the corner of a large building, the entrance of which is facing away from their current position.
>>66419*parkours after the cao*
>>66419"Wait, was there
supposed to be a hole there?"
>>66422She nods. "Its a big room with metal drawers all around. Kynen kept all her stuff there when I knew her,... but there was a big hole in the wall that led right in. There's a couple of different ways in, but I don't know them very well since the giant hole was so convenient and all. I'm trying to remember the easiest way, but I can't guarantee that it will be the same as I remember," she says waving at the wall irritated.
>>66423Tracy draws her rock-cutting knife, but then pauses, considering that there might be a dragon on the other side of the wall who wouldn't appreciate her cave being messed up without permission.
"Let's look for a way in. It's been a while since I've had a chat with her."
[1d20 = 14]
Rolling to find a way in
>>66424"Wait," Addy says. From her belt pouch she produces a small silk bag. Pouring out its contents into her hand immediately bathes the area around her in darkness and shadow. The object is a long necklace chain with an octahedron at the end which she wears openly on her chest, effectively centering a Darkness spell on her at all times. Pulling up her hood, she almost appears to vanish.
[1d20+22 = 42]>>66427Addy melts into the shadows (not enough to escape Tracy's notice) and leads her around the apparent alleyway onto a side-street leading to the front of the building. In towering (respectively speaking, Tracy has been around Trump for some time) letters, posted on the front of the building are the words "The United Bank of Schlomo".
>>66428Tracy follows er into the bank.
>floating claws rub together, without her command
>>66429The Bank of Schlomo is locked. "Fuck!" Addy exclaims. "I forgot to get lockpicks. Uhm,...." she seems to look at Tracy hopefully.
>>66430Tracy produces her lockpicks, which are on further inspection actually very small knives.
>>66430>>66431"Would you like to try?" Tracy says, offering Addy the ring of knives encouragingly
[1d20+6 = 20]>>66432"Thanks! I hope I don't break them," she says timidly.
[1d20+6 = 17]
First attempt is a failure
"Hmmmm. Its pretty difficult, I might be able to get it open if I keep trying,... but I might also end up jamming the lock," she says as though she may have jammed a lock or two.
>>66435"Pfft, you'll get it eventually. Keep at it."
>doesn't like doing it herself, cuz she has to use her mouth for these kinds of things
[1d20+6 = 24]>>66437"Okkay," bites her lip and tries again.
"DANG IT"
Splat noises
"I told you not to tackle me while casting the teleport spell"
>"Well sorry"
Torc and Snek are close enough to the rest that they can be heard.
<click>
"I got it!" she exclaims. The door swings slowly forward, alluding to how heavy and reinforced it was, and how much more difficult it would have been trying to break the door down. The inside is dark and dischevelled, with papers and occasional furniture strewn about. The floor is littered with this weird red tube-thing that connects to a bunch of posts which have been knocked over/aside, in spite of their wide bases. There are several doors, as well as windows with bars.
"Oh...kay..." Addy sighs. "You can't read by chance, can you?"
>>66439And also this happens.
>>66441"We should be nearby, Guys?"
Torc and Snek wander around knowing someone them have to be around
>>66440Tracy casts AoD, granting herself Darkvision.
"That I can do." she says, peering over her shoulder
>>66411"me hear you need me,wood hores?"
>>66443Tracy begins to search the room for anything interesting.
>>66444S> "Oh,... yes,... where did you come from exactly? Nevermind, you would be most useful in repairing the outer walls of this place. It wouldn't be now, but it would be soon. Adeline can be quite persistent."
>>66442Addy stops in mid-stride, and whispers to Tracy. "Should we go and get them, or should we keep going?" she asks, glancing at the signs above the 3 doors, two of which (to Tracy) say "Bathroom".
>>66446Tracy looks vaguely annoyed.
"... He'd probably get himself killed alone.."
>>66446"well me went to sleep after addy didnt want to read book. you have axe? me will get chopping."
>>66447"Its possible. We're living in a society."
>>66447Rude
>>66446the splat meant he was above the ground "Guys? Is that you?"
>>66449kek
Tracy dashes off with a *poof* and reappears with her mane on fire and a roughed-up mage anding from his scruff.
>>66450>ur vision blurs suddenly
>>66451"Hello Mr. NEET! We're trying to sneak in and see what Kynen is up to (yes, Addy mispronounces Kiynen)! You wanna join?"
>>66451>>66453"I, uh, uh, er"
>"HA MY SIDES""Screw you"
>>66453"I meant to see how she was settling in a while ago, but never got to
(cuz drama). I hope she's been comfortable."
The hallway shakes for a moment
"Weird, must be an earthquake from somewhere distant," Addy offers.
>>66459*hairs stand on end*
"I think that might be our dragon.."
>>66460"Nah, I'm sure that's the rumbling of some faggots somewhere on the internet. Nothing that concerns us I'm sure."
>>66459"... Better
not sneak up on her this time.." Tracy says
Tracy steps foreward and calls down the hallway.
"~KKiiiiiyneeeeen...! Are you alright...?!"
>>66461"Sounds like morning sickness to me." Tracy says, with a grimly sympathetic look on her face
>>66462A low and seething rumbling occurs from behind the barred windows. Its distant, but detectable.
>>66464Having already given away stealth, Tracy moves forward steadily.
>Snek hums mission impossible theme
What are the walls of this bank made out of?
>>66495I'm gonna risk a guess on something other than paper
>>66496I'd prefer to know the terrain, just for combat's sake.
>>66497I'm going to wander out upon a limb here and say some type of indoor room, maybe a hallway, either perfectly pristine or with ruble piles and cracks in the walls
for Snek to use as tail holds
>>66499What is this thing, a Spelljammer? That shit's expensive and an ordeal to work wit.
>>66500Tracy's flail is made of the same stuff.
Magick weapons have greater hardness too.
Alright well. Where we last left off, Tracy and Torcuil/Snek were creeping slowly into the bank of Schlomo with Addy (who really isn't helpful btw) while attempting to determine what is up with Kiyenin who has been,... less interactive recently
>>66504Tracy wanders ahead silently.
>>66504>"Maybe we can take out a loan for your cannons""Maybe I can use you as collateral"
>>66505"From what I gathered in the Worst Timeline, Killy should've been knocked up by now... I wonder if she's had the cramps yet..." Tracy mutters to nobody in particular
>>66505Care to be more specific? There are 3 doors available, and 2 of them have Restroom written over them.
"Maybe its these?" Addy whispers, pointing toward the bathroom.
>>66504*dabs on wood hores*
>>66509Wood hoers - Slovenia - pulls out a long and slender metal device, which when she pushes a protrusion on (which turns red) inhales as though the device is a straw. As she retains the breath, her eyes redden a bit, and she blows a cloud of smoke at Infernius.
Coughing lightly, she asks "What was that now?"
>>66508Tracy walks into the ladies restroom.
[1d20+31 = 32]>>66508Snek slithers right through the third, non-restroom door...
Silently I might add
>>66512As far as Snek is concerned, he's silent AF
Meanwhile, amidst the clattering of chairs and desks against one another,....
>>66513Torc wonders how much Snek's skin would fetch on the market before following behind, knowing all stealth is blown.
"We trained, and trained, and at the first opportunity he fucks it up..."
>>66511>stalls are all either too big or too smallAssuming she didn't sense anything in the restroom, Tracy follows silently behind Snek, giving him a several squares leeway.
>>66516"I think there's something behind these," Addy says, eyeballing one of the mirrors.
>>66515K, so Snek is leading the investiation (outside the bathroom that is)?
>>66517Tracy turns
"Drugs?" she ponders curiously, examining the mirror
>>66518"Drugs? I was thinking there might be armor powerups," Addy says, making a Duke Nukem reference.
>>66519Tracy's tone implies she speak from experience
*checks behind mirror*
>>66517Snek and then Torc went through the one door not labeled restroom, so yes?
>>66521Behind the door, they find the room is expansive and dark. 6' walls line the area, directing foot traffic into particular areas. Oh, and there's an occasional low rumbling
>>66522"Tracy, Addy? I think this might be the right way"
Torc and Snek start heading towards the noise.
>>66523Addy hears this, looks at Tracy, shrugs and then skips out of the bathroom
>>66523Tracy smashes every mirror or clay pot in the room before leaving.
>>66525Unfortunately, Addy was mistaken, there's nothing behind the mirrors
>>66526"Meh, it was worth a try." Tracy says, putting her flail away
>>66527She follows at the tail of the group
Torcuil finds himself in a maze of cubicles, the area unnaturally dark. Snek is super-sneaky (he's not, but he thinks he is). There's generally 3 directions, only one of which seems to lead in a communal direction.
>>66529Torc quickly swings around a hand as he casts dancing lights.
"Alright, let's see"
Torc considers a second before heading in the direction of the communal path.
>>66529>unnaturally darkWas there anything lighting the way beforehand?
>>66531Just ambient sunlight. Up until this point, there's been plenty of windows and such, allowing the area to be illuminated outside any particular light sources. Beyond that point, there are minimal light sources and windows. It's not unnatural in the sense of there being a spell, but unnatural in that someone has designed this area to eperience less light.
>>66530Tracy lingers behind the rest of the group, using the darkness for cover.
>>66533kek, Flash Sentry embellished
The area shows signs of mismanagement,... raid not withstanding. There's an open passage, and two less open passages
>>66532"Hmmm.. no windows, eh? I guess this is where they dealt with their more (((sensitive))) business."
>>66536Tracy arbitrarily wanders down one of the less-open paths, to the right.
>>66537Aside from a disturbed collection of papers, there's only a stray briefcase. The path dead-ends.
>>66538Tracy kicks a stack of papers over before turning.
>>66539Spilling dust everywhere, the stack of papers falls and spews all over the floor. Nothing else significant seems apparent.
>>66540"You guys go on ahead. I'm gonna break any clay pots lying around." Tracy says, before wandering down the opposite hallway
[1d20+2 = 16]
[1d20+3 = 11]
>"Wrong way"
"Well where should we go"
>"I don't know"
"Then shut up and look around"
Rolling search checks for both.
[1d20+21 = 32]>>66542Tracy also Searches the area
Addy pauses mid-stride with a confused look on her face, clearly thinking that if she doesn't move no one will notice her.
>>66541Tracy wanders down the other corridor, which also terminates rather quickly. She almost trips over a clear-ish rock that is lying on the floor, seeming to have been knocked from a nearby desk (the area having the same dissortment of papers)
>>66544*grabs rock-thing with demon claw*
"Hmmm, I wonder what this could be." she mutters, peering past the desk for any clues
"Whoever ran this dump certainly never heard of a shredder."
>>66545Torc walks over before casting detect magic on the stone.
>>66546It glows with a moderate intensity.
>>66545"What *is* this place?"
The place shudders again, with a low grumbling sound.
"You know, the buildings never did that where I'm from,...."
[1d20+24 = 26]>>66547Torc spends another two rounds investigating, and a spellcraft check to determine school of magin.
>>66547Tracy ears droop somewhat at the rumbling.
"They don't..." she says grimly
>>66549"Neat!"
>>66548Torcuil continues searching the area, discovering a number of ways to save money on his car insurance. Aside from the briefcase, there's nothing.
>>66548The stone is highly magnetic, but doesn't seem suited to a particular purpose that Torcuil can determine.
>>66550>car insuranceKek.
Tracy, having broken all of the pots, continues down the center path, now rather cautiously.
>>66551When in doubt, take the magical item that could blow up without warning.
Torc sticks the rock in his pocket until he can investigate it more.
"Find anything Tracy?"
[1d20 = 18]>>66552As Tracy proceeds, a deafening roar echoes from deeper in the building.
"I know that voice!" Addy says, slackening her left leg and falling (almost comically) into a patch of shadow.
>>66553reeeee that's my rock"I've got a prickly feeling about this, NEET. Stay back a few paces while i check it out.", draping her supernatural shroud around herself
>>66554Tracy, having heard the same roar before, advances cautiously and slowly, activating the ring on her claw-hand to turn invisible.
>>66555"Oh uh okay..."
>"Where's Addy?"
>>66555The corridor opens at her procession, and walls are rapidly replaced by metal doors and drawers with little suiggly holes in them.
In the distance, the minimal light glints off severeal shiny things.
>>66557*resists urge to search every box*
>>66558".... I'd best go ahead.." she mutters, moving furtively towards the light she saw in the distance
[1d20+21 = 27]>>66559Fuck it. Search check
>>66560As she proceeds forward, Tracy notices those reflective spots begin to move an shift, being replaced by other reflective patches, as each in turn moves outside the dismal light and another replaces it. It seems to be scales, and dark ones.
And the advancing group (yes, even those stragglers and hiding) get attacked with a wing beat, as a wind-based disruption technique. Roll to maintain stability.
[1d20+2 = 9][1d20+13 = 26]>>66561Rolling balance.
Snek is the one with +13
[1d20+25 = 45]>>66561Rolling reflex
>>66565Tracy has a move of opportunity, as though there was no wind
>>66565*does perfect backflip*
*lands exactly where she was*
"Hi Kiynen. Sorry to sneak up on ya'." Tracy says, her shadowy armor peeling away to expose her face
>>66566Tracy grows to full size and trots right up to wards where she thinks Kiynen's head is (judging by where the scales are pointed), pulling a rather large, cylindrical object out of her bag.
>>66566Snek laughs as Torc flys backwards a bit.
>>66567Okay. *Large* Tracy now stands in front of the air-hose, which depletes as she positions herself. A hiss utters from the darkness, which, glistens from moving portions.
Tracy, roll a reflex save
[1d20+25 = 29]>>66569rollin'
>>66570A veritable tree-trunk of glistening scales darts past as Tracy effortlessly (and almost bored) side-steps the attack. Well now, Kiynen sure is pissy. That was Kiynen, unquestionably, but she's more ill tempered than one might expect.
>>66572Tracy daces back a little bit and slams the over-sized cylinder down on the ground before looking up at the disgruntled reptile.
"Hello?"
>>66572Snek decides to be diplomatic for once rather than shooting his problem.
>"HELLO, KIYNEN? I am Mr. Snek, a friend of Torcuil. You may remember him as the scrawny loser who brought you here. We where just stopping in to say hi.""Since when did you ask questions first and shoot later?"
[1d20 = 20]>>66573<roar>Intimidation check
>>66575[extremely nervous chuckle]
"Ummm... Pickle..?"
>>66576Like the Queen from Aliens, Kiynen creeps forward, her tail lashing as she does so, toward the unsettled Tracy (who loses her AoO cuz >20)
>>66575I think it worked
Torc instinctively casts invisibility on him and Snek
>"Nevermind"
Tracy can roll initiative if she wants, otherwise its essentially a simultaneous action moment
Tracy, chose her action. Kiynen is moving quickly.
>>66583The shadows on Tracy body harden into spectral armor as she instinctively begins fighting defensively. She whirls her cape with the Cloak Dance, causing everything but her face to disappear in the murky darkness.
"Woah, woah, woah! Can't we talk about this?" she says, leaping back several squares (out of biting range)
>invisibly cowering in fear
As Tracy cloak dances aside and evading Kiynen's gaze, the irritable dragon issues an elongated and deafening (there have been so many that were deafening at this point) roar.
"Lenos?" asks a small patch of shadow.
>>66586*looks towards the shadows*
"What did you just say?"
[1d20 = 11]>>66587"Lenos, thats what she said." Addy (undoubtedly) says.
Oh, Tracy is getting hit by a tail whip, as a knockback attack.
[1d6+5 = 9]
[1d20+11 = 25]
Suddenly, from somewhere no one can quite see a snake hisses and a hand appears shooting a small ray at the angry reptile.
>"Sorry fellow reptile"
Rolling a ranged touch attack, and effect
>>66588Her Touch AC is 32, with 50 percent miss cuz concealment.
Does she get hit?
>>66591Mrs. Morning sick dragon looses 9 str
The dragon's visible face changes from black to ashen.
Tracy just stands back a bit (move action to get out of range), now realizing that her only real way of dealing with these sorts of things is to stab her way through...
>>66593She looks at the sick dragon's face sympathetically.
"Sorry about that..."
Kiynen takes a deep breath.
Tracy, roll another reflex save
Tracy is extensively vomited on
>>66597"AWW, ROADAPPLES!"
*tries to dodge*
D.. D-does she melt...?
>>66598Nope, just funky (smell)
[1d20+37 = 53]
[1d20+32 = 38]
Torc and Snek realize they aren't invisible anymore and decide they have to do something.
Torc does a bit of somatic and verbal components before holding his hand out and acting like he's grabbing something.
A ghostly hand attempts to grab mama dragon around the neck.
The higher bonus is the grapple check, she also gets a will save.
[1d20+11 = 15]
Kiynen will save
Kiynen, ill tempered and snapping in every which direction, is suddenly pulled off the ground by the scruff of her neck, by a pearlescent hand in a white glove.
>>66602"Hey! That actually worked!"
>>66602Tracy watches, approaching ever so cautiously.
>>66602"................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................. Pickle?"
>>66605By 'anytime',... :3
>>66606>>66602"..I brought Häagen-Dazs too..." she says, dumping out three more oversized cylinders from her bag
>>66602"Listen, Kiynen, I'm sorry about this. Would you like a pickle? Some gnomes?"
>"Oh so she gets them?""To help us rebuild your city?"
Kiynen roars extensively into Tracy'd mane (which still has gobs of vomit btw)
>>66608>his cityCan't wait to see where this is going
>>66607"... I brought chocolate, vanilla, and leprechaun..." Tracy says, her tone taking on a bit of disappointment
>>66609"Could you at least talk and not just scream?"
>>66611"Well duh, the only person who can translate Draconic is me. But she's not exactly in "passive" mode now is she? This would be so much easier with my Kynen," Addy mutters.
>>66612>"Hey, I can talk to reptiles. HEY WINGY LIZARD, WHATS UP?"
"I will serve your babies!" Addy calls out, Snek being the only one who understands what she said.
A very low and long hiss issues throughout.
"I'm trying to move things forward, we've been stuck here for a minute!"
>>66614"What are they saying"
>"Shhhhh"
Kiynen stands at length, revealing that she had been coiled around 5 ivory, gold, and ebon-flaked eggs. They're mostly eggish colored, with equal bits of gold and black. She peers down upon Addy, who stands stern-faced, almost nose to nose.
So basically, I missed the introductory phrasing, but the idea is that Addy would utilize her undersanding of Kiynen and how she worked to connect with her on an intimate level, to a degree unachievable outside a wealth of experience. Tl;dr Addy just pushded Kynen's buttoms
She also may have just pledged herself Kynen's children's slave
>>66610Tracy, now looking rather glum, turns around to leave...
"Lenos is in the tower, if you want him... I could go get him, if you want..." she says, not really waiting for a response as she wanders off, without the icecream
>>66619[disappointed poner noises]
>>66617"Uh, Addy should I let go of her now?"
>>66619Tracy returns to the tower
>>66622>>66619I really doubt her perspective would shift so. I rather think that she would realize an otherwise tense situation. I could be wrong.
>>66623Naw, it just dawned on me that Tracy didn't actually know Kiynen, so I feel like I've been roleplaying this all wrong. Had I realized they'd never actually spoken, I wouldn't have had her cockily waltz into someone else's home, dodging lethal attacks to deliver freaking pickles...
>>66622"What the hell just got into me..?" Tracy mutters to herself as she trots all the way back to the tower
Torc has Snek translate a gush of word about how he didn't mean too and how he's stupid and stuff before gently sitting the Mama Dragon down by her eggs.
>>66627Cuz I'm sure thats how Snek would translate that
>>66628Oh under the proper threats he would translate it perfectly.
The understandable to anyone other than snek are things like:
"I'm sorry- I didn't mean- I didn't know, I uh" "I hope this results in no ill will in the future" "the eggs are beautiful, and the little ones will be too"
And other nonsense.
>>66630*finds the brownie and drags him back to the scene*
*drunken brownie mumbling*