Welcome back to thread number like 5 or 6 of Occupied Equestria, a My Little Pony RP based heavily upon the Equestria at War mod for Hearts of Iron 4, and using the mechanics of D&D 3.5, and set in South-East Equestria after it has been conquered and split between the Changelings and a foreign fascist power
Onyx is cleaning glasses, Spark has secured a contract to clear a quarry of Zombies for a real estate developer, Silver is eating meat, Ash and Iron are trying to raid what they believe to be a gangster's den, and Dark Star is holding hooves.
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>>76527>>76529After another perhaps 40 or so feet forward, they come across what must have been a door. The past tense is pertinent, because it has long since been pushed to the floor. The hallway now widens significantly, and shortly thereafter forks into left and right sections
>>76530>>76529>>76530>>76528"Well which way should we go?"
[1d20+3 = 4]>>76530>>76531Listen: "Hmm. Give me some quiet then, if you would." Silver trots up to the openings of both sections, and gives the walls of each a good tap, listening for an echo.
So, I've seen people here say that you can switch out your character's ability scores for one another. If you can, and you switch out Intelligence, would you retain the same number as skill points as you started with, even if, by switching, you lose points in Intelligence?
>>76535It was the hellhound! He casted a sleep spell on you! Now she as captured by the hound and the fillies!
Not really. >>76539>>76540W0t? That's some strange dice to roll for a listen check.
>>76532When Silver taps for the left opening, he discovers that at least this section of underground tunnel is not through entirely solid rock. His tapping dislodges a set of vaulted brick, causing rocks to fall down into a pile 2 feet tall across the left opening
>>76542Whoops. "...This tunnel may not be as stable as I thought..."
I'll do a small rolecall to see how many of us are here at the moment.
>>76545Strange, the GM and Silver were here an hour ago. Did they sleep?
>>76546I guess... or they are just busy.
>>76547I wonder if the GM is setting up another thread.
>>76548He may want to when the fighting breaks out and sets up you and Ash to do another quest perhaps. He may be tired of us being split up though and try to merge us back up after this conflict.
>>76549I don't think it'll be that easy, at least not that I see. We're in sidequest territory, after all.
Well, I'll take a small nap. I'll be back in an hour or two.
>>76537Hellhounds are just diabolical attack dogs. Their physical stats aren't much more than a wolf's, but their fire powers make them very dangerous combatants when summoned.
The real question is, who the hell was it that's been teaching foals, who aren't even PC starting age, to conjure third level summons?
(And how do I cash-in on those sekrits?) I'll need to get to the bottom of this.
>Tfw you trained for decades to learn how to summon, and a bunch of fucking 8th graders meet your maximum level on the first tryAnyway, this may call for
disciplinary action. Ash still hasn't put down the silly filly who was cussing in Infernal.
I'll be back later. I'm busy atm.
>>76508Sister Ash turns towards the levitated filly, and it becomes clear that her eyes are now glowing, and her fur has turned jet black (like an angry chameleon); subtle trails of smoke serp from the corners of her cheeks as she suppresses a growl.
"..You've all been very, very naughty ponies..." She says, her voice now dead serious
>To be continued when I have the time >>76508>989I meant to ask earlier. What year is it on the Equestrian calendar?
>>76552Okay, I've got some time now.
[1d20+6 = 17]>>76552Also, rolling Knowledge (the planes) to see if Sister Ash recognizes that it was a Hell Hound in particular.
[6d6 = 19]>>76503>>76480Alright, I was at a bar and phone posting when I did this last night, so I wasn't able to police this properly. First off, you do
not get flanking bonus, as all foals, with the possible exception of the earth pony colt that brought the knife, are facing right at Ash. There is certainly no flanking bonus relative to the cream colored fillie after Ash starts talking to her.
Second, the "size bonus." While I am not certain that a size bonus would
not apply, it's not a sure thing that it would either. Or maybe I should have opposed that with escape artist
Thirdly, and most importantly of all, you are using d10s for damage rolls on the lightning. JUst... No. No. I know why you think you can get away with it, because the weather is vaguely cloudy. But it certainly isn't storming, and because the night is described as being illuminated by the light of a waxing gibbus moon, you can be absolutely certain that it isn't
that cloudy
Rerolling for the correct damage die on Fido
>>76556>you are using d10sI recalled that it was supposed to be cloudy on this day, since the previous day I rolled survival to predict the weather for two days and heard "cloudy with a chance of rain". I prepared Call Lightning in response to the weather.
>>76557Call Lightning does 3d10 damage when used outdoors on a cloudy day.
>>76552"We're in fourth grade"
>>76553January 16, 1013
>>76555Summoned straight from Tartarus itself
>>76556Well would you look at that? Fido ain't dead yet
>>76557That will be true of the coming days, but this is a moonlit night with no wind, hardly "stormy conditions"
>>76558https://dnd-wiki.org/wiki/SRD:Call_LightningIf you are outdoors and in a stormy area—a rain shower, clouds and wind, hot and cloudy conditions, or even a tornado (including a whirlwind formed by a djinni or an air elemental of at least Large size)—each bolt deals 3d10 points of electricity damage instead of 3d6.
As per the size advantage, I suspected that a filly would be in the "small" category, and thus take a -4 penalty against special combat maneuvers.
I was also on the verge of falling asleep at the time though.
>Jetlag >>76559Wasn't there a wind coming in from the East?
I guess it just wasn't enough then.
Okay, I'm ready to play for a while now.
>>76559Well, my nap time is over. I am ready for anything.
[1d20+7 = 25]>>76561Oh there was indeed a strange new cold wind from the east, but that wasn't meteorological in origin
>>76552She looks at Ash with that same smile of determination she gave Iron the day before
"I
knew you were a Witch"
But now... It appears that news of Fido's death had been greatly exagerated, and with firery breath he lets forth an infernal baying sound into the before-tranquil night
"Nyeth legthoth!"
And in obedience to his master, Fido charges forth at once upon Ash daring to sink his infernal teeth into her
>>76559"That's way too young!"
>>76563"Reeeeeeeeee! That hurts!"
[1d8+1 = 3]>>76561>>76563The teeth tear through scales, and only the fiery skin of the Nirik prevents Ash from sustaining injury from Fido's other qualities
>>76564"Not to young to be bought and sold"
"Then release me!"
>>76566Oh, that was kind of underwhelming...
[1d20+7 = 12]>>76566"Reeeee these scales are useless, why do we even have them?" The dragonpony shrieks at the lack of defensive quality of her aesthetic scales
Calab reflexively charges to sink his teeth into the monster that attacked his master.
(If there's no space to charge, subtract 2 from this roll).
>>76568Caleb fails to land his teeth upon Fido's anthracite coat
>>76571Ohok. Lucky it's your turn to attack.
[3d6 = 10]>>76566"Not until I've had a long talk with you. And who taught you to speak Infernal?" Sister Ash replies back to the silly filly, gripping her tightly by the scruff
Sister Ash takes a 5 foot step back and takes her move action to handle her dog to do the same.
She then releases a third bolt of lightning down on the hellhound
"Bad dog! Go back we're you came from." She hisses as the air above the creature crackles with energy
>>76574Fido lets off an infernal howl of pain... One frankly not terribly different than his normal, and returns to oblivion.
The Fillie: "You're not my mommy!"
>>76575"Oh, quite the rebellious one, aren't you now? I can't say I haven't been there, but I know from experience that tonight you've been a
very, very naughty filly! she hisses, with her eyes ablaze and her fangs barred
Sister Ash casts Scarecrow to frighten some sense into this silly filly
(Will DC 13, or be shaken for 5 rounds.)
>>76576And you told me that intimidating the filly was a bad idea.
I have to step out for a few minutes
>>76579Jeez, that filly sure has a weak will.
>>76576>>76579Her will fails her, and her bright eyes shrink to tiny pupils as her ears droop all the way to her neck. Her wings fall limp, and her knife drops from her hoof. Another colt pees himself right where he sits, and still another fillie falls into compliance. A unicorn colt, who before had watched the whole scene beside the fire, takes the knife with his telekinesis and bolts with all of the speed his young body can muster into the foliage
>>76580Do you want Iron to wake up with a rogue sitting over his paralyzed body about to plunge a knife into him? Because it can still happen
>>76581Sheesh, dropping a sexual encounter on me for that comment? I want to save Iron's member for Ash, not use whenever.
>>76582As if through a haze, Iron can hear a voice whisper in his ear. It's very deep, which is unusual, because he can be sure it comes from a Diamond Dog. For a creature as high pitched as a Diamond Dog to have a voice that deep, it must be particularly burly
"Don't worry little Colt. I won't go
too hard on you" He says
>>76584Iron opens his eyes and surveys his current position.
>>76581Picking up an object off of the ground and moving out of a square both provoke AoOs. Can Caleb pursue the colt on either of those accounts?
I'm still busy, will be available soon though
>>76586A dog doesn’t get a free attack of opportunity just because the dog is on the same continent as some one who does something. He can always run though
>>76585Looks like the room he fell asleep in
>>76587Gee thanks GMIron speaks up as he slowly gets off the bed. "Will you at least fight face to face?"
>>76588>slowly gets off the bedThat’s a no can do. He’s paralyzed at minimum from the neck down
Hey, sorry guys. I got HoI4 last week, and I've been trying to learn how to play. It's pretty fun. Anyways, I won't be able to join in for just a little bit longer, I need to help grab dinner.
>>76566im getting a skyrim flash back for some reason.
[1d20 = 9]>>76589That's why I wanted to survey the position.Iron attempts to spot what could possibly make him paralyzed at the moment.
>>76590That's okay, I'm busy trying to figure out if Iron is being enough of a faggot that the character needs to be raped and or castrated
>>76592>>76592It's easy to think of who is doing what to Iron and why, It's just a question of whether I want the story and character implications from it that would follow
>>76594Oh my. You are evil, man.Iron does not even remember this dog "Uh, what is going on?" He does not like this feeling of powerlessness. "Why are you here, anyways?"
[1d20+7 = 17]>>76587He has a 5 foot reach and Combat Reflexes.
He pursues the colt, charging with a (gentle) grapple.
I'm going to be out for quite a while
[1d20-1 = -6]>>76597The Colt makes a swipe at the dog with his knife
>>76596Hmmm... I'm not sure if Iron would possess the ability to speak under this circumstance.
He feels like someone large is sitting ontop of him, crushing him, and he sees a shadow looming over him
>>76598>>76596How Did he get paralyzed i missed that.
[1d20+8 = 12]>>76598>Stabbing a dogWtf,vthis little edgelord.
Dog proceeds with his grapple check, grabbing the naughty colt by the tail.
Okay, two of the boomers are taking their afternoon naps, so I managed to escape.
[1d20-1 = -5]>>76596In the darkened room Iron can see a shadowy figure over the left corner, and intruder into the room. But this hardly dominates his field of view. Above him is a big, looming entity. It looks to be the shape of big red-eyed black diamond dog and it crushes Iron's lower body with its burly weight. Whether through the haze of sleep, a poison, the dark of the room or a lack of detail on the entity itself, not much can be seen of the dog but a black coat. The dog lets off a sort of malign laugh, and seems to pull Iron upwards so that he now feels to be floating.
All his body feels to be paralyzed
>>76602Rolling opposed
>>76603>GrappledCaleb drags the naughty colt back towards the group by his tail (gently).
Meanwhile, Sister Ash looks at the other two foals
"You three are coming with me. Cooperate now and I might change my mind about telling the Sisters about this." She hisses, her fur turning back to its normal color as she regains her composure.
And with that, she drags the two of them back towards the orphanage.
>>76604One complies, one simply cowers in place
>>76605She picks him up and drags him along with the rest.
"Trust me, you're lucky it was me who found you three out here tonight and not one of the other sisters." She says
>Been there; done that [1d20+2 = 21]>>76606The unicorn colt tries to escape Ash
[1d20+5 = 15]>>76607Is that an escape artist check?
Opposed grapple
>>76608"Ack, just where do you think you're going to go?! There are wolves out here this time of night?" She call after him
>>76608The colt wiggles out of Ash's hooves, and tries to run
[1d20+6 = 8]>>76610I attempt a Telekinetic trip as he leave my square
Touch attack
>>76603>>76598Can Iron even do anything? If he can't move or speak, it's going to be real difficult to act on this description. I guess I can roll a fortification save to obtain the ability to move, it that's ok with you.
>>76611[Internal REEEEEEing!]
"Oh, come on now...!"
Sister Ash decides it'd be better to leave with the two compliant foals and come back for the third one later
She proceeds to bring them back to the Abby, and raps on the door
>>76613Iron feels himself dragged, and then.... well, shall we say, "violated," all in a semi-conscious haze
>Fort saveYes
>>76614No one answers the door, but neither is it locked
>>76615DC 15
>>76616She opens the doors and drags the two naughty foals in quite forcefully (but gently).
Where are the dorms located? Whichever way, she calls out for the other sisters.
Also, we're these three foals all ones that Sister Ash brought back today? I know the pegasus is.
"Naughty, naughty foals..." Sister Ash continues angrily, before muttering some unintelligible in Ignan
>>76617>>76618The shadows talk to each other in a speech that is is unintelligible to Iron, as the Black Dog above him presses down on his chest, while doing something very unpleasant feeling to him. Iron manages to move his eyes about and manage... something through his muzzle
>>76620It appears that you have rolled 2 d20s, each of which fails to meet the DC. So you already rolled again
>>76619Ash is able to reenter through the garden door. The dorms of the Foals are infront of her, and other dorms to the left
>>76621The colt who first brought the knife was from the warehouse, and so was the fillie who cowered. The colt that ran off and Ash left to the wolves is not among those from the warehouse
[1d20+5 = 18]>>76623I guess I can keep trying until this shit either ends or I die. Rerolling.
I am not liking my chances. >>76623>Left to the wolvesWhen you put it like that...
Sister Ash directs Caleb to chase down (and potentially defend) the foal.
Caleb moves at twice his speed, so he won't get far.
Sister Ash takes the two foals to the Sisters' dorm (or wherever she thinks there will be adults).
>>76625And she knocks on the door.
>>76624The Black Dog does something of a sexual nature to Iron. He can hear a hissing sound. After many minutes of this, the shadows leave
>>76625>Chase downNot so easy when he's left to go through foliage a minute before
>>76626Sister Rosemary answers
"What do you need at this time of night?"
[1d20 = 5]>>76627Iron feels violated but cannot seem to pinpoint the damage done. I guess I roll spot to inspect how Iron's body is feeling and what recent changes it happened on him.
>>76628Feels terrified and sexually stimulated
[1d20+14 = 21]>>76627Sister Ash looks visibly furious, panting, and bleeding.
"These two naughty ones have been up to no good in the forest at this hour. I'll fill you in on the details later, but there's still one who ran away out there. Please watch them until I get back." She says, leaving in a hurry
>Not so easySurvival Check, tracking by scent
Also, Caleb has low-light vision, do he should be able to see him even in the subtle moonlight. Sister Ash's Woodland Stride ability lets her trot through the thick brush like a fish in water.
[1d20 = 3]>>76629Iron has absolutely no idea, but tries to find these shadow creatures still. He needs to know what has been done to him. Rolling some luck.
>>76630A path leads through foliage eventually towards outlying parts of the property
Sister Rosemary is horrified
>>76631Damn, what shit luck I have at the moment.
>>76593It's certainly the most interesting compared to the two other Paradox games I've played (Victoria 2 and Stellaris). A lot more focused on combat, with hardly any diplomacy at all.
>>76594>I'm busy trying to figure out if Iron is being enough of a faggot that the character needs to be raped and or castratedOkay, what did he do this time?
>>76634Looks like he has already been raped.
>>76631Iron falls back to sleep
>>76634More stuff out of character, since the character was asleep
>>76634Only commented on the filly's bad will save rolls. Then I kinda taunted him for the warning after that. Now this happened.
>>76635By a hellhound, by the sounds of it, yeah. Just read back through it.
>>76636Remind me not to get on your bad side.
Note that although I have appeared dead, I am not.
Though Onyx might be idk.
>>76638Lolno, seems I have been Hissed.
Like Blacked >>76639Honestly, with the way my rolls have been going, it's more likely Silver's the one who will die, first.
>>76639If you are dead, then we all are as equally dead. The main problem now that I think of it is that none of us can heal. Hope we don't get hit.
>>76630"Sorry, no time to chat. There are dangerous hounds out there." Sister Ash says, giving one last meaningful glare at the cream colored filly, before she disappears into the brush.
Sister Ash takes every shortcut as she tracks down the colt, walking right through the thicket as if it weren't there, the plants seemingly bowing out of her way as she trots after the colt.
"Come on, [insert colt's name here]; don't make this difficult..." Sister Ash calls after the naughty foal
>>76642It's not much, but Silver has a few potions of Cure Light Wounds he can give if someone gets injured. And he has a high-quality first-aid kit that will help if he needs to stabilize someone. Just remember to loot his bags if he dies.
>>76641>>76642Good to know no one has died
So, what's happening?
>>76645Last I remember is Silver knocking on the wall and it collapsed, at least part of it.
>>76639Onyx is not dead. Silver, Dark Star and Spark have proceeded down a tunnel that led from under the Curwhinny farm. They ran into a dead body, then a downed door, and then a fork in the tunnel. Silver caused a partial cave-in
>>76643The dog has tracked him down to the fruit orchard
>>76645We found another corpse of an EDF soldier from when New Mareland invaded. Right now we're at a split in the tunnel, and Silver accidentally collapsed part of the left tunnel. It's still navigable, and the rubble can always be moved, but...
[1d20+4 = 20]>>76648Moving rubble you say?
Onyx attempts to move the rubble to make the tunnel easier to navigate.
>>76649Well, THERE'S the good rolls...
[1d20+5 = 20][1d20+5 = 18]>>76645Three edgelord foals were summoning fiends in the forest at night. I managed to drag back two, but one ran off; now I'm looking for that one.
>>76647Sister Ash proceeds into the fruit orchard, muttering more unitelligible stuff in Ignan as she pursues the naughty foal.
Spot check for the two if them, because why not
>>76645Oh yeah, and Iron got raped in his sleep.
>"Blasted fiends.."
Sister Ash curses under her breath in Ignan as she feels the gash where the hell hound bit her
>>76652The unicorn colt hides under an orange tree with the knife
>>76652Jesus fucking christ, for the fortieth time,
THERE WERE FOUR OF THEM. Not "three." Four. Four Foals. A number that is one higher than Four.
Fucking hell
>>76649Onyx pushes aside the rubble in the left side passage with ease
>>76652>Edgelord foalsAh, so they've reached their tweens?
>>76653Dropping an F in chat for our boy
F
>>76655"Who wants to go left?"
>>76655>>76649"Thank you, Onyx. So, now that is out of way, which way is way to go?"
>>76656>tfw you post at the same time as the person you are replying toAlso F."If we go that way, make sure you try not to touch walls. We have no way of knowing how much of these tunnels is stable."
>>76655Also, how many minutes has it been since she brought the other two back?
Wait, four? How many did she catch then, three?"
Sister Ash walks up to the colt, doing her best to hide her fuming frustration
"Give me the knife." She says sternly
>>76656Not even. They're 4th graders ffs
>>76659"Understandable, I'll just follow you guys"
>>76660Ah, so edgier than tweens?
>>76657>>76659"Ok. This may have been tougher than we thought. Let's hope the monsters aren't going to bring the place down on top of us."
The sorcerer follows.
>>76661>>76662Silver chuckles, lighting the way with his horn. "At least we will not need to worry about receiving proper burial."
>>76663Yep
>>76664"True, but let's hope it's the skeletons that get a free burial"
>>76665"Hmm...that is not bad idea, actually."
>>76666Checked in the name of football
>>76660Ash recalls that she left the cowering fillie in the forest
2 minutes
The Colt just looks at her. "I am not afraid of you, witch"
>>76664>>76661>>76664I'm assuming you all went left
You don't travel very far before coming upon yet another corpse
This one, however, is older. Much older. A mere skeleton. It wears a deteriorated wool jacket, and has a musket beside it
There are cracked and broken bones of unknown other corpses before it
>>76670"Ah, yes, this is definitely reminiscent of necromancers." He checks the wool jacket for any sort of identification.
>>76671"You sure you want to get that close to it? What if they wake up or something?"
>>76671No dog tag of any kind
There is a folded paper in a jacket pocket, more than a little faded from exposure to moisture
>>76673"Skeletons are not like zombies. Skeletons are always awake, if they are undead."
>>76674He pulls it out to see if there's anything left on it he can decipher.
>>76670>Left in the forestOh, ffs
Sister Ash directs Caleb to go find/defend her while she deals with this one. Caleb retraces his steps and searches for the filly's scent.
Sister Ash steps forward.
>Not afraid"That's good to hear then; it makes things much less difficult. Also, I'd prefer the term 'Druid', if you'd be so polite." She says stepping forward
"Now, are you going to be a good colt and come home quietly? I don't have all night."
>>76678I guess it's character development. What can I say?
>>76679F, you should tell Dark Star.ill help you get revenge.
>>76680If he remembers the event, that is.
>>76656"im more of a Right Stallion myself."
Dark Star heads down the right passage way.
>>76682It's very clear on Silver's face this this is a VERY BAD IDEA.
>>76683i hadn't seen where you guys decided to be communists, i mean go leftDark Star turns around and goes with the rest of the party
>>76675Indeed there is. It is a letter, written in an older Ponish font, but still readable
"Dear Wirlwind
Through the past three months of observation, we have confirmed our worst fears. The old and reclusive Joseph Curwhinny has accumulated great power over the commercial trade of Baltimare over the past three decades, but it appears the darker rumors are true. Curwhinny's forays into Alchemy and the magical arts have given him a sort of power over life and death, a knowledge that he has no doubt increased over the years from his visits to Griffonia and Zebrica. He seems to have practiced his magic on imported Zebra slaves and missing sailors. He has robbed the graves of the dead so as to converse with their spirits, and learn family secrets he can use as blackmail for power over the living. But we fear that through his talking with the ancient and evil dead, he may learn secrets that are even darker. Secrets of great power that ought to remain buried with the evil stallions who once held them.
We believe that he practices his alchemical arts in a subterranean cavern under his northern farm. I have assembled a large group of ponies - sailors and townsfolk - who have never trusted Curwhinny in his decades here, and who are ready to put an end to this menance to all who live. Tonight, after Curwhinny makes his way from his waterfront mansion to his farm, we attack in force. Join us at the Old Mare's tavern at 5. Curwhinny has cast a dark shadow over all of Baltimare for years now. We are putting an end to his darkness tonight.
Sincerely,
Whipperwill
January 4, 770
>>76676Caleb is eventually able to find the fillie in tall grass not far from the fire
The colt asks Ash "Is that really where you will be taking me?"
>>76685Some of the little color in his cheeks drains away. "Well, I think I know who is behind all this. And it does not look good." He shows the letter to his companions. "This 'Joseph Curwhinny'. With how old this letter is, if this pony is still...around...then I fear this is not necromancer we have to deal with."
>>76686"Where else would I be taking you? I didn't trot all over this whole city to find and bring back foals to this orphanage, just so I could drag away others to who knows where?" She says, trying to hide her annoyance
"Now come along. You've got a lot of explaining to do, conjuring fiends in the middle of the night. Naughty, naughty.. You're too young to know the full implications of what you've doing.." She adds on chidingly
On the other side of the wood, Caleb approaches the filly, with an expression that seems almost disappointed on his snout as he examines the naughty foal
".. Woof.." he lets out softly, before he sniffs the filly up and down, checking for injuries
>>76690Silver hands the letter to Star. "This Curwhinny, owner of farm, was practicing dark magic on sailors and Zebras. Necromancy. Gaining knowledge no pony should ever have from dead. This pony and others were rallying to stop him. They...did not succeed." He takes in a deep breath. "I fear, if he did not leave for Dread League in Griffonia, then we have Lich on our hooves. And if this is case...then this fight is beyond us."
I think I may be only partly available for the next few hours
>>76687January 15, 1013
>>76689The colt obeys, and follows Ash
The fillie removes her hooves from over her face. She is shaking but uninjured
>>76691"so the rich capitalist was a bad guy all along? who could have guessed? Hey Spark Could you make sure these bodies dont get defiled by black magic?"
>>76691“I hope that isn’t the case. That would mean I was horribly misinformed about the situation. I thought he already left.”
>>76693“What do you mean?”
>>7669240ish years old then.
Oh joy, so he's either dead or alive, both are possible
>>76694"well i wouldnt want my body to be the plaything of a demented pony."
>>76696“Right, but what would you like me to do? I don’t think I have any spell that could keep that from happening. Burying wouldn’t work I don’t think. Maybe if Silver smashes them, but that wouldn’t be too respectful.”
>>76694"You never know with Liches. They can sleep for hundreds, maybe thousands of years at time. He might have left, and that would be best-case scenario, but...with that soldier being down here...and with him being so recently dead..."
>>76697"If we were not in tunnel, I would recommend putting them in pyre, and burning them. But as it is, I do not wish to suffocate because we burned away all oxygen in air."
>>76698“Wouldn’t he be a monster now though? Why leave around dead bodies that could be serving you? Limited magic perhaps?”
>>76692Sister Ash leads the colt back to the orphanage, taking the knife from him and wrapping it in a piece of fabric torn from her shawl. All the while she chides about the dangers of improper conjuration and the need for foals to get 16 hours of sleep every night, in a nagging but concerned tone. She doesn't let him leave her sight even once on her way back to the orphanage.
Caleb eventually nuzzles the filly to her feet, and points (like a hunting dog would) towards the orphanage, before looking back at her expectantly.
".. Woof.." he barks once more, pointingly
>>76697>>76695"oynx drag him into the bigger room so we can get him a proper burial on the way out. oh thats ok then. i dont really know much about magic i just thought maybe you could do something spark."
>>76700"Might have been difficult to do so, while bodies were underwater."
>>76703“What do you suggest we do then? Back out? I already signed my name saying I would. None of you have so you are free to leave if you must, but I am tied to this.”
>>76705“I don’t want to risk your life if we are in over our heads here. You don’t have to if you don’t want.”
>>76704He goes quiet while he thinks. "...Even if we did not sign contract, I did say I would help. I will stick with you. Just remember to get your most powerful spells ready. Little else besides powerful magic can really hurt Liches."
>>76706"well while i havent known you long, i consider you my friend. and uh... Friendship is magic? so if its as bad as you and silver are making it out to be. i cant let you do it alone."
>>76707“Then I don’t think I will be much help against these monsters. I only have the two shots at using offensive magic. I still have my pistol, but I doubt that works well against what we are facing.”
>>76708“Thanks. I’ll be sure to repay that kindness.”
Further down the hall, 20 feet, is a wooden door. Or was, anyways. Half of it has been broken through
>>76702Only drags, and then regroups
>>76711Onyx* not only
>>76710He also steps through the door
>>76709"its fine. you dont owe me anything."
>>76712>>76710 >>76709"I have this rifle, but I am not sure ammo for it is good."
>>76713As does Silver, hammer at the ready.
>>76712The air in this location is damp. There is a submachine gun on the ground just past the door. Onyx immediately recognizes it as an EDF model of the Great War
>>76717"Hey, free gun. Anyone want it?"
>>76717Silver keeps his voice to a whisper. "We must be getting close to quarry."
>>76719"Does it even look like it would work?"
>>76720Can I tell if a weapon will work with the appropriate craft skill?
>>76718The ceiling here is solid rock. It looks stable. The are water droplets on the ceiling.
>>76722Onyx can see immediately that the bolt on the sub machine gun is all the way back. This is a gun that is out of ammo. A look at the ground shows what seems like most of the 30 round box magazine
>>76724Onyx decides to slap it together and fire at a wall.
>>76727The same walls that crumbled when knocked on?
>>76727*clicka*
The bolt moves normally as in a functioning gun. There is a magazine in place, but no ammunition in the magazine
>>76726>>76725There is a positively vile smell in the air