A new Role-playing game, using mechanics from DnD 3.5, and the Universe of My Little Pony and the My Little Pony based mod for Hearts of Iron 4, Equestria at War. The setting is an industrialized Equestria after the nation has been split between The Changeling Empire and former Equestrian colony.
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Deciding to get accostumed to the city and earn some bits, the gray stallion seeks work as muscle for any pony willing to buy his service. He will do that on the outskirts of the Watering Hole, as the lack of space would bother him a bit.
Let's see who bites
Let's see who bites
>>68348
*Approaches the bardtender*
"Eee <clears throat>.. I mean, I couldn't help but over-hear that you might be short-handed. I'm between jobs at the moment, and while I was hoping to find a drink, I could just as soon fill in for you."
*Approaches the bardtender*
"Eee <clears throat>.. I mean, I couldn't help but over-hear that you might be short-handed. I'm between jobs at the moment, and while I was hoping to find a drink, I could just as soon fill in for you."
>>68363
The stallion looks at The Bat with a sort of astonishment. He is in genuine pause for a minute.
"I definitely need the help. If you could clean tables and the floor *beat* that'd be very useful"
He hands over a wiping rag
>>68361
She dare not speak the unspeakable, and her expression conveys sadness, fear, horror, and guilt
>>68360
You wonder if perhaps tales of the unemployment in baltimare are overrated, as a blue Earth pony gives out a holler
"We got a cargo that just came in in the harbor and our normal hooves can't handle it. Looking for ponies to unload the ship in the next few hours. 3 bits an hour"
The stallion looks at The Bat with a sort of astonishment. He is in genuine pause for a minute.
"I definitely need the help. If you could clean tables and the floor *beat* that'd be very useful"
He hands over a wiping rag
>>68361
She dare not speak the unspeakable, and her expression conveys sadness, fear, horror, and guilt
>>68360
You wonder if perhaps tales of the unemployment in baltimare are overrated, as a blue Earth pony gives out a holler
"We got a cargo that just came in in the harbor and our normal hooves can't handle it. Looking for ponies to unload the ship in the next few hours. 3 bits an hour"
>>68364
The gray stallion approaches the blue pony.
"Hello", he says, "I will move the boxes you want. Show me where the "cargo" is and it will go there"
The gray stallion approaches the blue pony.
"Hello", he says, "I will move the boxes you want. Show me where the "cargo" is and it will go there"
>>68365
"Excellent! I'm sorry, but we really are on a tight schedule. Go to that pony over there and he will take you down to the docks"
He directs you to a bigger Earth pony with a cap on who has a number of other ponies around him. He speaks in a gruff voice
"this way"
"Excellent! I'm sorry, but we really are on a tight schedule. Go to that pony over there and he will take you down to the docks"
He directs you to a bigger Earth pony with a cap on who has a number of other ponies around him. He speaks in a gruff voice
"this way"
>>68367
The first table has only a few empty glasses on it, with a plate, so you guess there must have been food served or something? Anyways, it's totally unsuspicious to clean, and more importantly is right next to a booth containing the pegasus in the sailor's uniform, and an older stallion with his overly cute unicorn mare
The first table has only a few empty glasses on it, with a plate, so you guess there must have been food served or something? Anyways, it's totally unsuspicious to clean, and more importantly is right next to a booth containing the pegasus in the sailor's uniform, and an older stallion with his overly cute unicorn mare
>>68364
Sister Ash's decides it's better for her not to pry into matters; instead she lowers her head in sympathy.
"I can see you have suffered.. you've been forced to make many difficult decisions. You have my sincere condolences.."
Then she turns around slowly, as she picks up her broom (I'm subbing the cane for a broom, because it fits her character better) to return to work.
Sister Ash's decides it's better for her not to pry into matters; instead she lowers her head in sympathy.
"I can see you have suffered.. you've been forced to make many difficult decisions. You have my sincere condolences.."
Then she turns around slowly, as she picks up her broom (I'm subbing the cane for a broom, because it fits her character better) to return to work.
>>68369
A little fillie comes by and wags her tale at sister Ash. "Were you sent here by Celestia? Sister Rosemary tells us that she looks after each of us, and she will return to save us some sunny day"
A little fillie comes by and wags her tale at sister Ash. "Were you sent here by Celestia? Sister Rosemary tells us that she looks after each of us, and she will return to save us some sunny day"
>>68366
The stallion follows.
"Why do you need help with this? You seem tough enough to move puny boxes around." He glances at the Captain dissapointedly, looking for any excuse as to why he'd need help for such a simple job. He also inspected the crew that had to move the cargo, maybe he's the only capable stallion around here.
The stallion follows.
"Why do you need help with this? You seem tough enough to move puny boxes around." He glances at the Captain dissapointedly, looking for any excuse as to why he'd need help for such a simple job. He also inspected the crew that had to move the cargo, maybe he's the only capable stallion around here.
>>68371
He seems a little annoyed by this question
"It's a lot of cargo, and it needs to be moved quickly. We need all the ponies we can get for it. Now are you in?"
He seems a little annoyed by this question
"It's a lot of cargo, and it needs to be moved quickly. We need all the ponies we can get for it. Now are you in?"
>>68370
Sister Ash tassles the little filly's mane, and smiles.
"Then I'm glad she sent me here to you."
Sister Ash tassles the little filly's mane, and smiles.
"Then I'm glad she sent me here to you."
>>68373
The little fillie wags her tale. She says sadly "Our dreams haven't been as happy since the armnis-cis-cyst. It used to be that even when I had a bad day, I could go to my dreams to be away from it"
The little fillie wags her tale. She says sadly "Our dreams haven't been as happy since the armnis-cis-cyst. It used to be that even when I had a bad day, I could go to my dreams to be away from it"
>>68372
After a bit of thought, he reluctantly nods. "I don't have anything else to do. I... "am in" as your folk say." His posture slouched a bit, annoyed as well. Here's hoping that these bits are worth the trouble. Guess life in this "cee-vee-li-sei-tion" is as boring as foraging. "Now, point me to the cargo and where to place it."
After a bit of thought, he reluctantly nods. "I don't have anything else to do. I... "am in" as your folk say." His posture slouched a bit, annoyed as well. Here's hoping that these bits are worth the trouble. Guess life in this "cee-vee-li-sei-tion" is as boring as foraging. "Now, point me to the cargo and where to place it."
[1d20+7 = 27]
>>68374
>dreams
I feel like answering to this appropriately requires a knowledge (religion) check, on the subject of Celestia and Luna, to see what Sister Ash actually understands about Luna's dreamweaving.
Also, would non-Equestrians have experienced this too? Have *everyone's* dreams been messed up since Luna was captured?
>>68374
>dreams
I feel like answering to this appropriately requires a knowledge (religion) check, on the subject of Celestia and Luna, to see what Sister Ash actually understands about Luna's dreamweaving.
Also, would non-Equestrians have experienced this too? Have *everyone's* dreams been messed up since Luna was captured?
>>68375
The stallion walks you down to the docks, at least a half-mile past shops, then factories, then warehouses, to a specific dock.
"This one, right here."
He points his hoof to a red painted ship called the Swift Pheasant that seems to have itself only just arrived, as up-swells of water imply that maneuvering thrusters are on, and a crew seems to be throwing ropes over to moor the ship. You can see the the crew from a distance. Half are Earth ponies, but half are a creature you've never seen before in your life: what you understand to be 'griffons.' The registry below the ship name is "Skyfall." You can see more ponies - and a few zebra and one diamond dog - assembled in a group waiting to unload the ship. Your little group recruited in town joins with this group, and the Earth pony yells out to you:
"We got a few dozen crates to transfer before 3 PM, that's two hours from now. Half will go to that ship over there, and half will go by truck into town. Do as I tell you"
>>68376
Dreamweaving is the careful art of the Princess of the Night, Princess Luna, who crafts delicate dreams to her followers, most especially young foals who need the emotional support. With the power of her alicorn magic she visits a great multitude each night. The magic naturally responds to the emotions of each foal, and she gives the dream a more personal touch where a foal needs particular guidance or life lessons. Only Believers receive pleasant dreams from the Princess, while those who do not believe suffer nightmares and dreamless slumbers - a small taste of "what dreams may come" after death.
The stallion walks you down to the docks, at least a half-mile past shops, then factories, then warehouses, to a specific dock.
"This one, right here."
He points his hoof to a red painted ship called the Swift Pheasant that seems to have itself only just arrived, as up-swells of water imply that maneuvering thrusters are on, and a crew seems to be throwing ropes over to moor the ship. You can see the the crew from a distance. Half are Earth ponies, but half are a creature you've never seen before in your life: what you understand to be 'griffons.' The registry below the ship name is "Skyfall." You can see more ponies - and a few zebra and one diamond dog - assembled in a group waiting to unload the ship. Your little group recruited in town joins with this group, and the Earth pony yells out to you:
"We got a few dozen crates to transfer before 3 PM, that's two hours from now. Half will go to that ship over there, and half will go by truck into town. Do as I tell you"
>>68376
Dreamweaving is the careful art of the Princess of the Night, Princess Luna, who crafts delicate dreams to her followers, most especially young foals who need the emotional support. With the power of her alicorn magic she visits a great multitude each night. The magic naturally responds to the emotions of each foal, and she gives the dream a more personal touch where a foal needs particular guidance or life lessons. Only Believers receive pleasant dreams from the Princess, while those who do not believe suffer nightmares and dreamless slumbers - a small taste of "what dreams may come" after death.
>>68377
Do non-followers include Sister Ash, who came from outside Equestria, in this case? What have her dreams been like?
Do non-followers include Sister Ash, who came from outside Equestria, in this case? What have her dreams been like?
>>68378
Assorted dreams of daily life, fears of public speaking while naked, and the occasional dream of wondering through the forest and experiencing life in a way that makes her feel like she is connected to something greater in the cosmos. She has never had a dream that included Princess Luna, even since she was a young.... fillie?
Assorted dreams of daily life, fears of public speaking while naked, and the occasional dream of wondering through the forest and experiencing life in a way that makes her feel like she is connected to something greater in the cosmos. She has never had a dream that included Princess Luna, even since she was a young.... fillie?
>>68378
I'm only asking because I'm considering the implications of my character's experience, before formulating a response to this filly.
I'm only asking because I'm considering the implications of my character's experience, before formulating a response to this filly.
[1d20+5 = 14]
>>68377
"Fine." He walks towards the crates. While it's a boring job, showing strength will earn respect. That much was truth at home. He'll carry as much as he can without breaking a sweat. He'll focus on transporting the half towards the floating metal hunk.
I'll post my load capacity over head here: "Lift over head: 400 lb". Heavy load is between that and 267. Also I'll place a strength roll just in case its needed, also practicing how to use the dice
>>68377
"Fine." He walks towards the crates. While it's a boring job, showing strength will earn respect. That much was truth at home. He'll carry as much as he can without breaking a sweat. He'll focus on transporting the half towards the floating metal hunk.
I'll post my load capacity over head here: "Lift over head: 400 lb". Heavy load is between that and 267. Also I'll place a strength roll just in case its needed, also practicing how to use the dice
>>68382
And indeed, his strength in transporting crates is noticed. He can carry on his back crates that would otherwise take two ponies. A number of crates are transported first to a waiting truck that immediately leaves. The truck it's self is a a two and a half ton with a fabric canopy like an army logistics truck, and it leaves immediately. A few more crates now are hauled a thousand yards further down the docks to another much smaller ship called "The Jungle Express" with a Mareida registry.
As you come back for another crates, the two pegasi handling a crate being lowered by the crane shout "lookout!"
Roll for Reflex save!
And indeed, his strength in transporting crates is noticed. He can carry on his back crates that would otherwise take two ponies. A number of crates are transported first to a waiting truck that immediately leaves. The truck it's self is a a two and a half ton with a fabric canopy like an army logistics truck, and it leaves immediately. A few more crates now are hauled a thousand yards further down the docks to another much smaller ship called "The Jungle Express" with a Mareida registry.
As you come back for another crates, the two pegasi handling a crate being lowered by the crane shout "lookout!"
Roll for Reflex save!
>>68379
>>68377
>>68374
Sister Ash pauses for a moment, a subtle air of confusion then worry washing over her; her wishing she could understand the filly's turmoil more deeply. She retains her adamant composure though, taking a breath as the thinks of how to answer the filly.
"... Around the world.. ponies have been having difficult times.. Many ponies, even the Princesses, have been struggling to make ends meet, and you, me, and everypony in Equestria have been feeling it... But that's only for us grown-ups to worry about..."
She stops for a moment, hoping she hasn't disturbed the filly.
"...We all struggle together, which is why we have to think work are hardest to help one another. All of the sisters have been trying their best to let the foals in this Abby live happily together, so be a good little filly and do the same for your friends here.."
Another pause
".. Do you underdtand..?" she asks, tilting her head slightly counterclockwise.
>>68377
>>68374
Sister Ash pauses for a moment, a subtle air of confusion then worry washing over her; her wishing she could understand the filly's turmoil more deeply. She retains her adamant composure though, taking a breath as the thinks of how to answer the filly.
"... Around the world.. ponies have been having difficult times.. Many ponies, even the Princesses, have been struggling to make ends meet, and you, me, and everypony in Equestria have been feeling it... But that's only for us grown-ups to worry about..."
She stops for a moment, hoping she hasn't disturbed the filly.
"...We all struggle together, which is why we have to think work are hardest to help one another. All of the sisters have been trying their best to let the foals in this Abby live happily together, so be a good little filly and do the same for your friends here.."
Another pause
".. Do you underdtand..?" she asks, tilting her head slightly counterclockwise.
>>68384
He manages to roll out of the way of the falling crate, which crashes down on the docks and shatters. Wood break apart in splinters, and the contents come out: Rifles. Bolt action rifles of what seem to be a foreign manufacture. They must not have been made for ponies, because the trigger guard is much to small to allow a hoof inside, unlike the rifles with giant trigger guards that you've seen in the forbidden jungles. Many of the rifles spread about over the dock and two fall into the water
The deck foreman is horrified and yells "Get these up! Quickly!"
He manages to roll out of the way of the falling crate, which crashes down on the docks and shatters. Wood break apart in splinters, and the contents come out: Rifles. Bolt action rifles of what seem to be a foreign manufacture. They must not have been made for ponies, because the trigger guard is much to small to allow a hoof inside, unlike the rifles with giant trigger guards that you've seen in the forbidden jungles. Many of the rifles spread about over the dock and two fall into the water
The deck foreman is horrified and yells "Get these up! Quickly!"
>>68385
The little fillie seems put at ease, and is silent for a moment.
"I think I hear what you're saying" she says
"When we went down to the soup kitchen, there was a colt who said similar things, and so did the stallions who worked there." She continues "They told told us about the struggles we all face. The workers, the poor, the ophans. He said we were all united in a struggle. Every creature - pony, Zebra, Griffon." You can tell she wants to name another race, but can't actually name it. "You."
"The sisters won't let us go back there because she says she they spook bad about the church and about the Princesses."
The little fillie seems put at ease, and is silent for a moment.
"I think I hear what you're saying" she says
"When we went down to the soup kitchen, there was a colt who said similar things, and so did the stallions who worked there." She continues "They told told us about the struggles we all face. The workers, the poor, the ophans. He said we were all united in a struggle. Every creature - pony, Zebra, Griffon." You can tell she wants to name another race, but can't actually name it. "You."
"The sisters won't let us go back there because she says she they spook bad about the church and about the Princesses."
[1d20+5 = 25]
Time for some paddling
The grey stallion jumped down into the water, intending to snatch those two rifles that had fallen down the dock. Time to show the strength of the Earth Pony.
I'll roll for swim first
Time for some paddling
The grey stallion jumped down into the water, intending to snatch those two rifles that had fallen down the dock. Time to show the strength of the Earth Pony.
I'll roll for swim first
>>68388
>A 20
The pony jumps down into the water, and hits the mud bottom - not before he can feel both rifles and return to the surface
>A 20
The pony jumps down into the water, and hits the mud bottom - not before he can feel both rifles and return to the surface
[1d20+1 = 5]
>>68389
Swim underwater and attempt to hide one of the bolt action rifles somewhere at the shore if possible. While he'd want to hide both, it would hurt his honor to just jump into water without any results.
>>68389
Swim underwater and attempt to hide one of the bolt action rifles somewhere at the shore if possible. While he'd want to hide both, it would hurt his honor to just jump into water without any results.
>>68390
Well, here's the thing. The shore has a concrete sea wall that lets ships come right up to it, and the dock itself is wooden in the pattern docks are famous for. So it's not perfectly clear where to hide it
Well, here's the thing. The shore has a concrete sea wall that lets ships come right up to it, and the dock itself is wooden in the pattern docks are famous for. So it's not perfectly clear where to hide it
Sorry if it takes me a few minutes to respond. I'm busy atm.
[1d20+7 = 16]
>>68391
Damn
After looking at his surroundings, he realised there's no way to actually hide these guns here, no land near shore to bury or any other dry patch to hide it in. Instead he simply decides to take both rifles and climb into the ship. No chance for profit from it, but at least he'll gain some renown... if these still work that is.
>>68391
Damn
After looking at his surroundings, he realised there's no way to actually hide these guns here, no land near shore to bury or any other dry patch to hide it in. Instead he simply decides to take both rifles and climb into the ship. No chance for profit from it, but at least he'll gain some renown... if these still work that is.
>>68393
The deck foreman looks over to you and is clearly astonished for the feat of swimming, as he had already written off in his mind any cargo that fell over the side. He is speechless for a moment, then yells "Get these things up"
After a minute, some ponies come in with a new crate, and they start to place them inside
The deck foreman looks over to you and is clearly astonished for the feat of swimming, as he had already written off in his mind any cargo that fell over the side. He is speechless for a moment, then yells "Get these things up"
After a minute, some ponies come in with a new crate, and they start to place them inside
>>68393
probably could of jammed one between a support beam and a plank under the dock, it would just be a bitch to come back and get
probably could of jammed one between a support beam and a plank under the dock, it would just be a bitch to come back and get
>>68395
I would've wanted to hide it on somewhere drier than that. Thanks for the future info, may be useful later.
I would've wanted to hide it on somewhere drier than that. Thanks for the future info, may be useful later.
[1d20+4 = 20]
>>68394
"I will," he starts walking towards the remaining crates "However, you almost broke a crate on me." He glares at the foreman. "While that would not have hurt me a lot, It still shows disrespect towards me, and I will not let you get away with that." He steps closer towards the foreman "I will take an eighth of the price the crate that almost fell over me or else I will challenge you to a fight for my honor." He is now right in front of the foreman "I will not let this stand down"
Using intimidate for this one
>>68394
"I will," he starts walking towards the remaining crates "However, you almost broke a crate on me." He glares at the foreman. "While that would not have hurt me a lot, It still shows disrespect towards me, and I will not let you get away with that." He steps closer towards the foreman "I will take an eighth of the price the crate that almost fell over me or else I will challenge you to a fight for my honor." He is now right in front of the foreman "I will not let this stand down"
Using intimidate for this one
>>68387
The Sister nods in understanding, setting her broom and dustpan aside to near down by the filly
"When times are hard, some ponies can be find it difficult to be gracious. They're so concerned for the sake of themselves and their friends that they sometimes stray and may lose faith in others. The Princesses of this land are struggling indeed, and they cannot offer so much of what they used to; so some ponies may feel that they're alone."
She pauses and looks around
"To the sisters of this Abby, who offer all they have for nothing, such words can be painful. But understand, that they only care for your well-being; so that you can know that you are loved."
*Returns to sweeping*
The Sister nods in understanding, setting her broom and dustpan aside to near down by the filly
"When times are hard, some ponies can be find it difficult to be gracious. They're so concerned for the sake of themselves and their friends that they sometimes stray and may lose faith in others. The Princesses of this land are struggling indeed, and they cannot offer so much of what they used to; so some ponies may feel that they're alone."
She pauses and looks around
"To the sisters of this Abby, who offer all they have for nothing, such words can be painful. But understand, that they only care for your well-being; so that you can know that you are loved."
*Returns to sweeping*
>>68405
From your position at the table, you can see that they are at a table in a booth, and seem to be talking about their own adventures of sorts. The Sailor in particular talks of his experiences in a recent stop at the City of Los Pegasus
"Now, don't misunderstand me. I went to the casinos there when Gladmane ran the place, and then when Flim and Flam ran it. I have great respect for those stallions and what they did with Los Pegasus. But this new Tasian, wow!
Hear this. Now you know dancing fillies and the like? Get this? Mares that change shape to look like any mare you like. A princess, an element of harmony, you name it. A perfect replica who will look at you with predatory eyes, let you take her back to the hotel room and do anything to her you like. For cheap too!"
The older stallion seems entranced by the concept of shape-shifting prostitutes. The mare seems to be able to hold back her disgust and revulsion at the two, and is the most drunk. She is focused on the stallion
>>68406
No, that dice roll was the other character's intimidation roll. He lost, you won, and he is retreating a little back. Now you chose what to say next
From your position at the table, you can see that they are at a table in a booth, and seem to be talking about their own adventures of sorts. The Sailor in particular talks of his experiences in a recent stop at the City of Los Pegasus
"Now, don't misunderstand me. I went to the casinos there when Gladmane ran the place, and then when Flim and Flam ran it. I have great respect for those stallions and what they did with Los Pegasus. But this new Tasian, wow!
Hear this. Now you know dancing fillies and the like? Get this? Mares that change shape to look like any mare you like. A princess, an element of harmony, you name it. A perfect replica who will look at you with predatory eyes, let you take her back to the hotel room and do anything to her you like. For cheap too!"
The older stallion seems entranced by the concept of shape-shifting prostitutes. The mare seems to be able to hold back her disgust and revulsion at the two, and is the most drunk. She is focused on the stallion
>>68406
No, that dice roll was the other character's intimidation roll. He lost, you won, and he is retreating a little back. Now you chose what to say next
[1d20+4 = 11]
>>68401
Well, hopefully I'm even more intimidating to obtain the dosh without a fight
"Well?" The stallion stands, forelegs bent, ready to strike. "Will you comply to my demands and restore my honor or will I have to fight you to prove my worth?". He snarls a bit, showing his teeth. "Because I will not tolerate my honor being tarnished."
>>68401
Well, hopefully I'm even more intimidating to obtain the dosh without a fight
"Well?" The stallion stands, forelegs bent, ready to strike. "Will you comply to my demands and restore my honor or will I have to fight you to prove my worth?". He snarls a bit, showing his teeth. "Because I will not tolerate my honor being tarnished."
>>68407
The little fillie seems sated by this, and goes back to her room. A sister comes up to sister ash after 15 minutes or so
"Beggin' your pardon, but a - you're not from around here are ya?"
She knows that the next question is probably a bit insensitive and inappropriate, and maybe that's why she waited until she could find Ash alone
"What exactly do you believe when it comes to the divine?"
>>68409
"Interesting" He nods
"You were found walking down 6th street bleeding and with wounds, were you not?"
The little fillie seems sated by this, and goes back to her room. A sister comes up to sister ash after 15 minutes or so
"Beggin' your pardon, but a - you're not from around here are ya?"
She knows that the next question is probably a bit insensitive and inappropriate, and maybe that's why she waited until she could find Ash alone
"What exactly do you believe when it comes to the divine?"
>>68409
"Interesting" He nods
"You were found walking down 6th street bleeding and with wounds, were you not?"
>>68410
The foreman clearly does not want to pick a fight with a stronger, native pony, and backsaway. A mare walks forward from the shore, with a hat and a long jacket
"I take it you're not from around here, are you kid?" She says confidently
The foreman clearly does not want to pick a fight with a stronger, native pony, and backsaway. A mare walks forward from the shore, with a hat and a long jacket
"I take it you're not from around here, are you kid?" She says confidently
>>68412
"Do not interfere, mare," his heads snaps towards the intruding mare. "He has almost killed me by the incompetence of his crew and now I seek retribution for his deed. I will not be trampled on by one who only contols a floating hunk of metal." He looks towards the stallion again. "Now, do you comply, or do I have to fight?"
"Do not interfere, mare," his heads snaps towards the intruding mare. "He has almost killed me by the incompetence of his crew and now I seek retribution for his deed. I will not be trampled on by one who only contols a floating hunk of metal." He looks towards the stallion again. "Now, do you comply, or do I have to fight?"
>>68413
"I'll take that as a no"
She looks back at him and smiles
"Accidents happen, and not every crane operator is worth his pay. Now, I don't think you understand who runs this show. This stallion here is my underling, and you are his underling. And this, here, is my cargo. And those pegasi who dropped the crate, are somegriffon else's mooks"
She smiles again
"Welcome to Baltimare. I don't think we've been properly introduced. But all you really need to know is, don't fuck with us"
"I'll take that as a no"
She looks back at him and smiles
"Accidents happen, and not every crane operator is worth his pay. Now, I don't think you understand who runs this show. This stallion here is my underling, and you are his underling. And this, here, is my cargo. And those pegasi who dropped the crate, are somegriffon else's mooks"
She smiles again
"Welcome to Baltimare. I don't think we've been properly introduced. But all you really need to know is, don't fuck with us"
>>68415
He looks at the mare, eyebrows raised slightly. "What filthy mouth you have, mare. Stallions are too soft around here that mares have more wit than a stallion. Truly a disgrace." He shakes his head. "I have made my point. Hopefully you will obtain better workers that do not fail you again." He walks up towards the mare. "I will not fight you, mare." He stops in front of her. "I am Iron. I am willing to move the crates again."
He looks at the mare, eyebrows raised slightly. "What filthy mouth you have, mare. Stallions are too soft around here that mares have more wit than a stallion. Truly a disgrace." He shakes his head. "I have made my point. Hopefully you will obtain better workers that do not fail you again." He walks up towards the mare. "I will not fight you, mare." He stops in front of her. "I am Iron. I am willing to move the crates again."
>>68418
She looks at him again
"I take you like to be the big strong stallion? Push ponies around to your will?"
She looks at him again
"I take you like to be the big strong stallion? Push ponies around to your will?"
>>68419
"I only fight for my honor. He tarnished it. I see your compassion, mare." He smiles softly. "Truly you can be a great mother for your childern." Iron's head veered towards the foreman, smile fading. "It is sad that you have to protect these overgrown colts from actually facing their problems." He looks back towards the mare. "I will move the crates now, as agreed." He starts walking towards the crates.
"I only fight for my honor. He tarnished it. I see your compassion, mare." He smiles softly. "Truly you can be a great mother for your childern." Iron's head veered towards the foreman, smile fading. "It is sad that you have to protect these overgrown colts from actually facing their problems." He looks back towards the mare. "I will move the crates now, as agreed." He starts walking towards the crates.
>>68420
At this point, another stallion enters the room. He wears a black uniform that also appears to be some kind of policemare's uniform, with a hoof symbol on the shoulder. He is a green Earth Pony stallion with yellow hair and seems to have a prosthetic hind right hind leg
The pink mare says to him
"Homicide is the jurisdiction of the Baltimare Police. Not yours"
"Maybe" He pulls out a cigarrette and leans against the wall as he tries to light it. "But insurrection is in my jurisdiction, and this guy right here..." He points to Onyx. "Was found with this little beauty on his pony" He pulls out the communist leaflet Onyx had and holds it up, before taking a long huff of his cigarette.
The pink mare is offended. "possessing pamplets of the Baltimare Communist party isn't illegal"
He blows out his smoke in the direction of the mare. "No more illegal than killing in defense of others" She glares at him. "Continue" He motions with his hoof.
She looks back to Onyx, "And so what happened next?"
>>68421
She doesn't move from her spot, but all of the ponies, who were watching the scene, get back to work moving the crates. There is a feel of urgency to it now, and the mare watches on
At this point, another stallion enters the room. He wears a black uniform that also appears to be some kind of policemare's uniform, with a hoof symbol on the shoulder. He is a green Earth Pony stallion with yellow hair and seems to have a prosthetic hind right hind leg
The pink mare says to him
"Homicide is the jurisdiction of the Baltimare Police. Not yours"
"Maybe" He pulls out a cigarrette and leans against the wall as he tries to light it. "But insurrection is in my jurisdiction, and this guy right here..." He points to Onyx. "Was found with this little beauty on his pony" He pulls out the communist leaflet Onyx had and holds it up, before taking a long huff of his cigarette.
The pink mare is offended. "possessing pamplets of the Baltimare Communist party isn't illegal"
He blows out his smoke in the direction of the mare. "No more illegal than killing in defense of others" She glares at him. "Continue" He motions with his hoof.
She looks back to Onyx, "And so what happened next?"
>>68421
She doesn't move from her spot, but all of the ponies, who were watching the scene, get back to work moving the crates. There is a feel of urgency to it now, and the mare watches on
>>68422
"After that you guys found me and took me to get stiched up"
Onyx pulls off as much of a shrug as a pony can.
"Ah for the leaflet? Some idiot spouting heresy against the princesses gave me that. Hadn't even looked over it."
"After that you guys found me and took me to get stiched up"
Onyx pulls off as much of a shrug as a pony can.
"Ah for the leaflet? Some idiot spouting heresy against the princesses gave me that. Hadn't even looked over it."
>>68408
"Sounds like changelings, if you ask me,... oh sorry, pay me no mind." he quips at the group.
"Sounds like changelings, if you ask me,... oh sorry, pay me no mind." he quips at the group.
>>68422
Iron keeps moving the crates as instructed, same amount as before the incident. "Cee-vee-lai-sei-tion" sure made the population weak. He shaked his head. Poor mare, he thought, had to defend these stallions when naturally it is the other way around. He sighed softly, this trip sure cemented his belief that this is a hidden hell for everyone, slowly burning their natural instinct and leaving them defenseless.
Iron keeps moving the crates as instructed, same amount as before the incident. "Cee-vee-lai-sei-tion" sure made the population weak. He shaked his head. Poor mare, he thought, had to defend these stallions when naturally it is the other way around. He sighed softly, this trip sure cemented his belief that this is a hidden hell for everyone, slowly burning their natural instinct and leaving them defenseless.
>>68426
When the crates are moved, the foreman directs all of the ponies to get off of the docks. Noticeably, only the crates on the top of the deck have been moved, and the ship is still more full than not. At 3PM, a pony in green officer's clothing and several griffons go onto The Swift Pheasant
>>68425
They pay you mind, looking back at you. The mare starts to spout something about prostitution exploiting vulnerable mares, but then retracts the statement when she senses it doesn't apply to the situation
>>68427
The blue uniformed stallion now asks you forcefully
"How did it happen?"
When the crates are moved, the foreman directs all of the ponies to get off of the docks. Noticeably, only the crates on the top of the deck have been moved, and the ship is still more full than not. At 3PM, a pony in green officer's clothing and several griffons go onto The Swift Pheasant
>>68425
They pay you mind, looking back at you. The mare starts to spout something about prostitution exploiting vulnerable mares, but then retracts the statement when she senses it doesn't apply to the situation
>>68427
The blue uniformed stallion now asks you forcefully
"How did it happen?"
>>68428
Watch as they enter, silently calculating their strength and weaponry while looking down on them for their reliance on weapons.
Watch as they enter, silently calculating their strength and weaponry while looking down on them for their reliance on weapons.
>>68429
You are at a distance from the ship, but you can hear the stallion shout "customs!" The griffons carry carbines and the green uniformed pony looks unarmed. The mare and the deck forepony instruct everypony to remain out of view
You are at a distance from the ship, but you can hear the stallion shout "customs!" The griffons carry carbines and the green uniformed pony looks unarmed. The mare and the deck forepony instruct everypony to remain out of view
>>68428
"The horse pulled a blade, I charged. Then the dog got me, providing the wounds your officers saw. I then got him, and chased the horse. You know the rest"
"The horse pulled a blade, I charged. Then the dog got me, providing the wounds your officers saw. I then got him, and chased the horse. You know the rest"
>>68431
"Well...."
The two ponies look at you a bit frustrated, with the third pony carrying a look of indifference
"We have six ponies who say they saw you running from the scene. But the only two who saw the killing said the dog was holding the knife the whole time and was clearly threatening with it"
The mare says "Carrying a Halberd though..."
"Well...."
The two ponies look at you a bit frustrated, with the third pony carrying a look of indifference
"We have six ponies who say they saw you running from the scene. But the only two who saw the killing said the dog was holding the knife the whole time and was clearly threatening with it"
The mare says "Carrying a Halberd though..."
>>68430
Iron walks towards the mare to inquire about this ship and its owner. While he is at it, he will ask some questions about the city itself, such as any opportunities for strength related work inside the city. He will also ask for his pay, since he did not recieve it after the whole crate moving business.
[spoilers]Unless it is already taken and didn't notice.
Iron walks towards the mare to inquire about this ship and its owner. While he is at it, he will ask some questions about the city itself, such as any opportunities for strength related work inside the city. He will also ask for his pay, since he did not recieve it after the whole crate moving business.
[spoilers]Unless it is already taken and didn't notice.
>>68433
>The ship
"Skyfall Trade Federation. Griffons overseas. We tell the Customs agents it's Talouse. As for any other details I wouldn't share them with you even if I knew."
>The City
"This is no land of opportunity. It wasn't before the war and it certainly is not now"
>The pay
"I can tell you now you forfeited that when you disrespected and then intimidated our Capo. Normally, when a pony disrespects a capo, they all of their legs broken by a tire iron. And hell, try to fight and I would have had those griffons above you put a couple bullets into your thick head, tie your hooves to cinder-blocks then toss you out at sea. That is what happens when you mess with the Waterfront gang. But you aren't from around here, so your ignorance can be forgiven, and we'll let you go free. And let me tell you, I admire your strength and your audacity, I think you could go very far. So if you want to make all of that money back and much, much more in just a short amount of time, we may have a Job for you that suits your talents better than moving crates"
>Opportunities for strength related work
There are a lot of ponies in this city who owe us money, and we could really use a debt collector as big, strong, and as intimidating as you. Just today we have a new job opening. And let me tell you, no one will be disrespecting you. So if you want to make money with all that muscle..."
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>The ship
"Skyfall Trade Federation. Griffons overseas. We tell the Customs agents it's Talouse. As for any other details I wouldn't share them with you even if I knew."
>The City
"This is no land of opportunity. It wasn't before the war and it certainly is not now"
>The pay
"I can tell you now you forfeited that when you disrespected and then intimidated our Capo. Normally, when a pony disrespects a capo, they all of their legs broken by a tire iron. And hell, try to fight and I would have had those griffons above you put a couple bullets into your thick head, tie your hooves to cinder-blocks then toss you out at sea. That is what happens when you mess with the Waterfront gang. But you aren't from around here, so your ignorance can be forgiven, and we'll let you go free. And let me tell you, I admire your strength and your audacity, I think you could go very far. So if you want to make all of that money back and much, much more in just a short amount of time, we may have a Job for you that suits your talents better than moving crates"
>Opportunities for strength related work
There are a lot of ponies in this city who owe us money, and we could really use a debt collector as big, strong, and as intimidating as you. Just today we have a new job opening. And let me tell you, no one will be disrespecting you. So if you want to make money with all that muscle..."
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>>68411
"... 'The Divine'.. is something more sophisticated than I could ever hope to understand, let alone explain..
I come from a far away land, very different from this one.. Where I come from, pegasi do not interfere with nature, nor do the foals of the Earth till the soil when it is already fertile.. Clergy is not so formal to my people: our circles and temples come and go with the wind, settling when and where they are needed. The winds spoke to me to come to this land, and so I came to pledge my service to the creatures of this land.. But again, a mare of faith should not need a reason to serve the poor, should she?
Ponies.. are peculiar creatures.. They are so unconditionally loved by creation,and yet at times they can stray to believe that they are alone. They build spawling cities where lush grasslands and forests once stood; they build worlds to meet their desires, and yet also bring their own suffering.. So peculiar, but so beautiful..
My own faith is one one of self-dicipline.. For my kind, faith is our way of quelling the fires that ravage our beings, in life and in death. We assemble circles every few centuries to nuture our soldidarity, to protect the world from both ourselves and the nameless horrors of the beyond. Our circles were once made up of magi, who bound together to fight evil and ugliness whereever it stood.. but the temple that I trained in is no more, for it stood where it was not needed, and thus drifted away.
I too sought out faith to quell the fires within me as well, fires that blazed and blistered until they threatened to destroy me from within.. I wasn't always such a patient mare; no, I was wild as I was naive.. In the past I made mistakes; I've broken many things, and lost many things, and so now I've chosen faith to guide my path. I spent many years alone looking for faith, learning from what the trees told me.. At one point, I believed that I was growing callous, but as I wandered across the continent alone, I found that I could see things that others could not. I see when creatures are suffering, struggling against illness, evil, and destitute. I had myself taught myself to live without wealth, joy, security, shelter, or even love, but the creatures of this realm still struggle; and thus can only I offer up my body in service."
The pauses for a moment, then turns
".. These Princesses that you speak of.. although I do not know them, feel righteous to me, since they are able to let such a selfless establishment as this abby exist.. I sense they've worked for many centuries to allow your people to grow in peace.. but today.. they too must struggle.. I pray for them, and for all of you.. I would love to know these Princesses some day as well."
"... 'The Divine'.. is something more sophisticated than I could ever hope to understand, let alone explain..
I come from a far away land, very different from this one.. Where I come from, pegasi do not interfere with nature, nor do the foals of the Earth till the soil when it is already fertile.. Clergy is not so formal to my people: our circles and temples come and go with the wind, settling when and where they are needed. The winds spoke to me to come to this land, and so I came to pledge my service to the creatures of this land.. But again, a mare of faith should not need a reason to serve the poor, should she?
Ponies.. are peculiar creatures.. They are so unconditionally loved by creation,and yet at times they can stray to believe that they are alone. They build spawling cities where lush grasslands and forests once stood; they build worlds to meet their desires, and yet also bring their own suffering.. So peculiar, but so beautiful..
My own faith is one one of self-dicipline.. For my kind, faith is our way of quelling the fires that ravage our beings, in life and in death. We assemble circles every few centuries to nuture our soldidarity, to protect the world from both ourselves and the nameless horrors of the beyond. Our circles were once made up of magi, who bound together to fight evil and ugliness whereever it stood.. but the temple that I trained in is no more, for it stood where it was not needed, and thus drifted away.
I too sought out faith to quell the fires within me as well, fires that blazed and blistered until they threatened to destroy me from within.. I wasn't always such a patient mare; no, I was wild as I was naive.. In the past I made mistakes; I've broken many things, and lost many things, and so now I've chosen faith to guide my path. I spent many years alone looking for faith, learning from what the trees told me.. At one point, I believed that I was growing callous, but as I wandered across the continent alone, I found that I could see things that others could not. I see when creatures are suffering, struggling against illness, evil, and destitute. I had myself taught myself to live without wealth, joy, security, shelter, or even love, but the creatures of this realm still struggle; and thus can only I offer up my body in service."
The pauses for a moment, then turns
".. These Princesses that you speak of.. although I do not know them, feel righteous to me, since they are able to let such a selfless establishment as this abby exist.. I sense they've worked for many centuries to allow your people to grow in peace.. but today.. they too must struggle.. I pray for them, and for all of you.. I would love to know these Princesses some day as well."
>>68428
"Sorry folks, maybe its not my place to say, but I'd be cautious about ponies that can appear as any sort of pony you'd want. I mean, prostitution is kind of a touchy subject as it is, without involving crazy magic or,... well,... bugs. Are you alright on your drinks? I can have a waiter over here in a jiffy."
"Sorry folks, maybe its not my place to say, but I'd be cautious about ponies that can appear as any sort of pony you'd want. I mean, prostitution is kind of a touchy subject as it is, without involving crazy magic or,... well,... bugs. Are you alright on your drinks? I can have a waiter over here in a jiffy."
Sorry, I've been in and out.
[mystic dragonhoers noises]
>>68434
Iron laughs at the mare. "Your attempts at ruthlessness are funny. At least you have more spine than your... "cah-po". Poor stallion lost his balls underwater." He audibly laughs, then maintains a small grin. "You have a deal, mare. How will the money arrive to me when my deeds are done?"
Iron laughs at the mare. "Your attempts at ruthlessness are funny. At least you have more spine than your... "cah-po". Poor stallion lost his balls underwater." He audibly laughs, then maintains a small grin. "You have a deal, mare. How will the money arrive to me when my deeds are done?"
>>68439
"Didn't your mommy and daddy teach you respect? He's a made stallion, and in Baltimare, that's a title that carries weight. As for business, you take the money from them and give 4/5 to us, and you keep the remainder. You'd be working with a partner who will direct you where to find debtors and where to deliver the money"
>>68436
They still look a bit dumbfounded at the interjection. The mare finally says "I'll have another drink"
"Didn't your mommy and daddy teach you respect? He's a made stallion, and in Baltimare, that's a title that carries weight. As for business, you take the money from them and give 4/5 to us, and you keep the remainder. You'd be working with a partner who will direct you where to find debtors and where to deliver the money"
>>68436
They still look a bit dumbfounded at the interjection. The mare finally says "I'll have another drink"
>>68435
The mare strikes an expression of fear and horror at about the first paragraph, and maintains that expression until after sister Ash is done
The mare strikes an expression of fear and horror at about the first paragraph, and maintains that expression until after sister Ash is done
>>68441
Iron nods. "Very well then, mare. I hope your money is actually good. I would be dissapointed to see you flaunting about power when the only ones that owe you are small merchants that are broke." The stallions turns around. "As for your first question, I only respect the strongest. The one that can fend off anyone by themselves, especially without those tools of war you have. I will be at the outskirts when you need me. I am going to rest a bit." He leaves the city and sets camp at the outskirts, intending to rest a bit until the supposed partner arrives.
Iron nods. "Very well then, mare. I hope your money is actually good. I would be dissapointed to see you flaunting about power when the only ones that owe you are small merchants that are broke." The stallions turns around. "As for your first question, I only respect the strongest. The one that can fend off anyone by themselves, especially without those tools of war you have. I will be at the outskirts when you need me. I am going to rest a bit." He leaves the city and sets camp at the outskirts, intending to rest a bit until the supposed partner arrives.
>>68443
"Hahhaha," she laughs, "it's not 'our' money you should hope is good. Go to the Watering hole at sundown. The guy we would normally pair you with is severely injured, so we have a fill in. They'll meet you there. But so you know, jungle boy. Once you leave those trees, you'll find there are many kinds of strength"
"Hahhaha," she laughs, "it's not 'our' money you should hope is good. Go to the Watering hole at sundown. The guy we would normally pair you with is severely injured, so we have a fill in. They'll meet you there. But so you know, jungle boy. Once you leave those trees, you'll find there are many kinds of strength"
[1d20 = 12]
>>68444
Iron nods as he walks off, heading to the outskirts. Meanwhile he checks the time by looking at the time of day. He decides to forage a bit of food and attempts to rest near a tree.
Roll for forage gathering
>>68444
Iron nods as he walks off, heading to the outskirts. Meanwhile he checks the time by looking at the time of day. He decides to forage a bit of food and attempts to rest near a tree.
Roll for forage gathering
>>68442
>Horrified
Me and my bigmouth keyboard...
Sister Ash takes her broom again and continues sweeping, trying not to look too much like a witch.
>Horrified
Me and my big
Sister Ash takes her broom again and continues sweeping, trying not to look too much like a witch.
>>68447
Sister looks at the space where the mare once stood, contemplating if she's said anything that may have disturbed the mare.
Having done all she can in the garden and the halls, she proceeds to go to help with the laundry.
Sister looks at the space where the mare once stood, contemplating if she's said anything that may have disturbed the mare.
Having done all she can in the garden and the halls, she proceeds to go to help with the laundry.
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>>68449
"Something with alcohol in it. lots of alcohol in it"
>>68448
Well, he could find two wild turnups, a couple fruit, and.... well, Grass. A decent amount of grass
>>68450
>not doing some sort of dice roll to determine what it was
She goes over to where a sister and an older foal are washing the laundry. It's a large stack of mostly bed-sheets, with some foal's clothing, and the sister's garments. The washing is in a metal tub. Clothes are made wet, scrubed with soap, then scrubbed hard and repeatedly with a smooth river stone against a hard plank, dipped in water repeatedly, and rinsed off in a seperate tub of non-soapy water, before being sent through a ringer and hung to dry on lines in an area on the roof of the orphanage.
I remember when I washed clothes the old way at a homeless shelter in Rome...
>>68451
And she's great at it, perhaps even inspired by Celestia
"Something with alcohol in it. lots of alcohol in it"
>>68448
Well, he could find two wild turnups, a couple fruit, and.... well, Grass. A decent amount of grass
>>68450
>not doing some sort of dice roll to determine what it was
She goes over to where a sister and an older foal are washing the laundry. It's a large stack of mostly bed-sheets, with some foal's clothing, and the sister's garments. The washing is in a metal tub. Clothes are made wet, scrubed with soap, then scrubbed hard and repeatedly with a smooth river stone against a hard plank, dipped in water repeatedly, and rinsed off in a seperate tub of non-soapy water, before being sent through a ringer and hung to dry on lines in an area on the roof of the orphanage.
I remember when I washed clothes the old way at a homeless shelter in Rome...
>>68451
And she's great at it, perhaps even inspired by Celestia
>Foals = fed
>Garden = Grown
>Laundry = Annihilated
I think it's safe to say that this has been a successful day in the life of a Sister.
>Garden = Grown
>Laundry = Annihilated
I think it's safe to say that this has been a successful day in the life of a Sister.
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