This RPG is set in the land of Equestria after it has been conquered and split between the Changelings and a foriegn fascist nation. It is based in large part on the Equestria at War mod for Hearts of Iron 4, and uses D&D 3.5 mechanics
4 of the group have taken a job to clear a site of a future real estate development of undead. They seem to have stumbled upon a centuries old evil long forgotten by Equestria. Meanwhile, Ash has discovered foals from the order of Saint Prancis orphanage practicing dark magic and sacrifices in the woods, while Iron is having not-so-pleasant dreams
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>>77467
You can expect most potions to be made at minimum caster level, or else they'd cost several times as much.
You can expect most potions to be made at minimum caster level, or else they'd cost several times as much.
Wait, aren't potions just readied spells that are dormant but a activated when consumed? What's the deal? Why do you need a caster level to drink a placed spell on the potion?
>>77473
"yea there was also 1 Colt 911 magazine
1 30 round Limestone box magazine
A letter, folded up
A dog tag
1 grenade
1 knife"
"yea there was also 1 Colt 911 magazine
1 30 round Limestone box magazine
A letter, folded up
A dog tag
1 grenade
1 knife"
>>77472
It's slightly more complicated than that.
Potions are single use consumable items. They're different from spell trigger items, like wands, or spell completion items, like scrolls.
A potion is a magic liquid that produces its effect when imbibed. Potions are like spells cast upon the imbiber. The character taking the potion doesn’t get to make any decisions about the effect —the caster who brewed the potion has already done so. The drinker of a potion is both the effective target and the caster of the effect (though the potion indicates the caster level, the drinker still controls the effect).
I g2g. I can say more about items later.
It's slightly more complicated than that.
Potions are single use consumable items. They're different from spell trigger items, like wands, or spell completion items, like scrolls.
A potion is a magic liquid that produces its effect when imbibed. Potions are like spells cast upon the imbiber. The character taking the potion doesn’t get to make any decisions about the effect —the caster who brewed the potion has already done so. The drinker of a potion is both the effective target and the caster of the effect (though the potion indicates the caster level, the drinker still controls the effect).
I g2g. I can say more about items later.
>>77475
>>77476
It reads
"To my Sweet Autumn Meadows. The war is almost over, and I can feel the dark clouds on the horizon. The Fascist planes fly overhead with impunity, and they harass us now with their artillery. I have seen dark days before, in the early campaign at the Shire. The bugs came in great swarms that blackened the sky and blocked out the Princess’s Sun. The bodies of the dead gave a horrific smell you could smell from miles away, and the Changeling’s machines could be heard from as far. But even in those days it was not hard to keep up the light, because I knew that all of Equestria stood beside me and behind me. There is a very different feeling now. We should have driven the Duke’s minions back into the sea when we had the chance, and now they have pushed us to the sea. It feels as if the light will soon be extinguished.
I hope you made it well to Appleloosia. Please give Dandelion a good Birth Day. I know she is probably not taking the war well, and I regret not being able to be there for her. I wish I could be there with you and hold you again. I would give almost anything for one more night in the desert underneath the jeweled sky with you. But duty calls. Did you know that they promoted me to a lieutenant just last week? I guess I proved your father wrong after all. It seems that Pinkamena herself must have thought that I could do the job. They’ve set me leading a platoon guarding the North suburbs of Baltimare, but the Fascists are trying to break through again. Any time I look up into the sky and see the Princesses’ work, I think of you and Dandelion, and I remember why I am fighting. Why I must fight. But when I see planes, it becomes so very hard to keep faith. We’ll meet again, my Sweet Autumn Meadows, someday, though I don’t know how or when. When we do, I will take you on a waltz through the heavens, like that first dance all those years ago.
With all my love,
Joe Blazer
August 11, 1012
>>77476
It reads
"To my Sweet Autumn Meadows. The war is almost over, and I can feel the dark clouds on the horizon. The Fascist planes fly overhead with impunity, and they harass us now with their artillery. I have seen dark days before, in the early campaign at the Shire. The bugs came in great swarms that blackened the sky and blocked out the Princess’s Sun. The bodies of the dead gave a horrific smell you could smell from miles away, and the Changeling’s machines could be heard from as far. But even in those days it was not hard to keep up the light, because I knew that all of Equestria stood beside me and behind me. There is a very different feeling now. We should have driven the Duke’s minions back into the sea when we had the chance, and now they have pushed us to the sea. It feels as if the light will soon be extinguished.
I hope you made it well to Appleloosia. Please give Dandelion a good Birth Day. I know she is probably not taking the war well, and I regret not being able to be there for her. I wish I could be there with you and hold you again. I would give almost anything for one more night in the desert underneath the jeweled sky with you. But duty calls. Did you know that they promoted me to a lieutenant just last week? I guess I proved your father wrong after all. It seems that Pinkamena herself must have thought that I could do the job. They’ve set me leading a platoon guarding the North suburbs of Baltimare, but the Fascists are trying to break through again. Any time I look up into the sky and see the Princesses’ work, I think of you and Dandelion, and I remember why I am fighting. Why I must fight. But when I see planes, it becomes so very hard to keep faith. We’ll meet again, my Sweet Autumn Meadows, someday, though I don’t know how or when. When we do, I will take you on a waltz through the heavens, like that first dance all those years ago.
With all my love,
Joe Blazer
August 11, 1012
>>77478
Dark Star looks very saddend by the contents of this letter and a tear rolls down his face as he thinks of his brother and what blue would be feeling if it were him that was turned into a zombie down here and left to rot
>>77480
"look, i accidentally shot you. i demand that you slash me with your sword so i can atone for my mistake."
Dark Star looks very saddend by the contents of this letter and a tear rolls down his face as he thinks of his brother and what blue would be feeling if it were him that was turned into a zombie down here and left to rot
>>77480
"look, i accidentally shot you. i demand that you slash me with your sword so i can atone for my mistake."
>>77485
"..." He picks up his sword, but instead of trying to hit him, he just prods Star right in the center of his chest with the pommel. "...Try not to shoot me in ass next time. As saying goes, my barn door does not swing that way."
"..." He picks up his sword, but instead of trying to hit him, he just prods Star right in the center of his chest with the pommel. "...Try not to shoot me in ass next time. As saying goes, my barn door does not swing that way."
>>77486
Hah, GM is not part of the cool colt club. Only cool colts can understand what you pointed out/spoiler]
Hah, GM is not part of the cool colt club. Only cool colts can understand what you pointed out/spoiler]
>>77489
"Don't injure yourself for the sake of some imagined debt to a Stalliongradian during the middle of a job..."
"Don't injure yourself for the sake of some imagined debt to a Stalliongradian during the middle of a job..."
>>77489
Silver puts a hoof on Dark Star's foreleg to try to stop him. "Look, it is fine. It is not first time I have been shot, and will probably not be last time."
Silver puts a hoof on Dark Star's foreleg to try to stop him. "Look, it is fine. It is not first time I have been shot, and will probably not be last time."
>>77499
"Then do it after we aren't in danger of being the next soldier stuck in this place. This is an order."
"Then do it after we aren't in danger of being the next soldier stuck in this place. This is an order."
>>77499
"...How about this? You help make our opponents bleed, and I will consider this 'debt' of honor of yours fulfilled."
"...How about this? You help make our opponents bleed, and I will consider this 'debt' of honor of yours fulfilled."
[1d8+1 = 9]
While waiting for his companions, Silver drinks one of the healing potions.
While waiting for his companions, Silver drinks one of the healing potions.
Back.
[1d20+5 = 21]
[1d8+1 = 8]
>>77509
After letting the effects of the potion wash over him, he takes one last potion before using his first-aid kit to help bandage himself up.
[1d8+1 = 8]
>>77509
After letting the effects of the potion wash over him, he takes one last potion before using his first-aid kit to help bandage himself up.
>>77525
Silver seems confused as to when they decided on calling themselves the 'Stallion Gang'. "I am up for more. We still have job to do, after all. With luck, we will not have to deal with more of...whatever that thing was."
Silver seems confused as to when they decided on calling themselves the 'Stallion Gang'. "I am up for more. We still have job to do, after all. With luck, we will not have to deal with more of...whatever that thing was."
>>77531
REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE i thought it was salt!!
REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE i thought it was salt!!
>>77535
All he knows about them is that they're hard as hell to kill unless you manage to trip them. But, as he's already got suspicions about the nature of why there's undead here from almost a century ago, he chalks it up to those suspicions: a lich. "I sure do hope whatever created this thing is long gone."
>>77539
"Onyx or I would be best candidates. We are both as tanks, while I have light from horn, and he has better weapon."
All he knows about them is that they're hard as hell to kill unless you manage to trip them. But, as he's already got suspicions about the nature of why there's undead here from almost a century ago, he chalks it up to those suspicions: a lich. "I sure do hope whatever created this thing is long gone."
>>77539
"Onyx or I would be best candidates. We are both as tanks, while I have light from horn, and he has better weapon."
>>77541
>>77543
Like why the fuck are you randomly tasting suspected Embalming chemicals?
>>77542
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OGp9P6QvMjY
>>77548
More unlit hallway deeper in, and what seems to be a door entrance
>>77543
Like why the fuck are you randomly tasting suspected Embalming chemicals?
>>77542
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OGp9P6QvMjY
>>77548
More unlit hallway deeper in, and what seems to be a door entrance
>>77558
It seems to be more or less a copy of the last room, with a few differences
There is no lumber in the pit
There are... sounds, shall we say, coming from the pit
There is another booklet on the table
It seems to be more or less a copy of the last room, with a few differences
There is no lumber in the pit
There are... sounds, shall we say, coming from the pit
There is another booklet on the table
>>77562
"Before fight with zombie, I thought you said you were going to grab chemicals from well room."
>>77564
The sounds make him 'nope' well away from the well, his mind only able to imagine the kind of horrors this mad pony managed to come up with. He does, however, grab the booklet to see if there's any interesting information inside.
"Before fight with zombie, I thought you said you were going to grab chemicals from well room."
>>77564
The sounds make him 'nope' well away from the well, his mind only able to imagine the kind of horrors this mad pony managed to come up with. He does, however, grab the booklet to see if there's any interesting information inside.
>>77567
Inside the booklet, there are other chemical descriptions. It seems to have been written in some sort of cryptic writing - probably a form of shorthand - like the last. It has again a note at the beginning
"Dear Cinnamon Corn,
I have found that an improper application of the arsenic solution onto a corpse without the correct incantations, and sometimes even the same to a live subject, reanimates the corporeal being, but not the full spirit. It leaves a monstrous ghoulish entity with tough skin, and greater strength and endurance than the normal creature. Destroying these would destroy the subject as well, so it is recommended that you keep these subjects restrained until proper incantations may be applied. They can be rather aggressive. Each carries an eternal and voracious appetite for flesh. It was only after great expenditure of cattle that I learned that they don't need flesh to survive.
Yours, Joseph Curwhinny
3/16/764"
>>77570
Two more past where Silver went
Inside the booklet, there are other chemical descriptions. It seems to have been written in some sort of cryptic writing - probably a form of shorthand - like the last. It has again a note at the beginning
"Dear Cinnamon Corn,
I have found that an improper application of the arsenic solution onto a corpse without the correct incantations, and sometimes even the same to a live subject, reanimates the corporeal being, but not the full spirit. It leaves a monstrous ghoulish entity with tough skin, and greater strength and endurance than the normal creature. Destroying these would destroy the subject as well, so it is recommended that you keep these subjects restrained until proper incantations may be applied. They can be rather aggressive. Each carries an eternal and voracious appetite for flesh. It was only after great expenditure of cattle that I learned that they don't need flesh to survive.
Yours, Joseph Curwhinny
3/16/764"
>>77570
Two more past where Silver went
>>77571
>great expenditure of cattle
REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
>great expenditure of cattle
REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
>>77573
Furthest door down. He walks past a skeleton. This door is open, due to evident damage to the room
Furthest door down. He walks past a skeleton. This door is open, due to evident damage to the room
>>77571
"Well, I know where that thing came from..." Against his better judgement, he peaks into the well to see if it's the same kind of undead they just slew, using his horn's light to see just barely see what's down inside.
"Well, I know where that thing came from..." Against his better judgement, he peaks into the well to see if it's the same kind of undead they just slew, using his horn's light to see just barely see what's down inside.
>>77577
Silver can say safely that he was not disappointed
Looking into the well, 3 pairs of yellow eyes stair back at him. He can see the outlines of grey and white corpses. Lips decayed away, bellies open and gone. Ribs exposed, and a dreadful smell
"WHOOOOORG" They howl at him
>>77578
A desk and... Is that a mummy's sarcophagus?
Silver can say safely that he was not disappointed
Looking into the well, 3 pairs of yellow eyes stair back at him. He can see the outlines of grey and white corpses. Lips decayed away, bellies open and gone. Ribs exposed, and a dreadful smell
"WHOOOOORG" They howl at him
>>77578
A desk and... Is that a mummy's sarcophagus?
>>77595
Oh, that wasn't a "hit" die
The halberd hits the object, breaking it, and allowing Onyx to open it
Oh, that wasn't a "hit" die
The halberd hits the object, breaking it, and allowing Onyx to open it
>>77597
Onyx is pleased at the openable sarcophagus, and opens it
I know that one wasn't, I was just asking if I did hit it.
"Hey guys! Come check this out"
Onyx is pleased at the openable sarcophagus, and opens it
I know that one wasn't, I was just asking if I did hit it.
"Hey guys! Come check this out"
>>77606
With +11 attack bonus and a fatal supernatural disease no one here can cure....
Be mindful that the contents of that sarcophagus never left the cavern
With +11 attack bonus and a fatal supernatural disease no one here can cure....
Be mindful that the contents of that sarcophagus never left the cavern
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I think I'm going to sleep a lot earlier today. I need some thinking about Iron's previous predicament and what does it even mean for the character, if it was even real and not some dream fueled by insecurity. Night all.
>>77611
Goodnight.
I'm not exactly sure what I can do with my character asleep... But I'm not sleeping yet.
Goodnight.
I'm not exactly sure what I can do with my character asleep... But I'm not sleeping yet.
>>77620
Is dead
>>77622
Workmare's jacket that is very.... very old. Still with woven cotton of the type after industrialism. This is torn around the chest. All flesh is gone, it is only a skelecton. To his right side is a broken lantern. To his left is.... Dynamite? It looks like dynamite. His leg is held up as if shielding, and his back is against the wall, as if he was fending off some enemy while prone on his back. There is a note in the pocket, as well as a slew of other small items that relate to the detonation of dynamite
Is dead
>>77622
Workmare's jacket that is very.... very old. Still with woven cotton of the type after industrialism. This is torn around the chest. All flesh is gone, it is only a skelecton. To his right side is a broken lantern. To his left is.... Dynamite? It looks like dynamite. His leg is held up as if shielding, and his back is against the wall, as if he was fending off some enemy while prone on his back. There is a note in the pocket, as well as a slew of other small items that relate to the detonation of dynamite
>>77624
This isn't what Silver expected to find down here...and the state of the skeleton doesn't bode well for them. He takes everything he can related to the dynamite, before reading the note.
This isn't what Silver expected to find down here...and the state of the skeleton doesn't bode well for them. He takes everything he can related to the dynamite, before reading the note.
>>77626
>>77625
He sees much the same. The jacket reads that it is from the Silver Springs quarry
Note reads:
"Natural cavern found on far north end of mine during blasting. Explore with small team and find holes to blast as is opportune or necessary to dislodge stone or close dangerous tunnels. Airflow expected normal and no pockets of methane suspected, clear for lanterns
Foremare, Granite Grinder
5/11/890"
>>77625
He sees much the same. The jacket reads that it is from the Silver Springs quarry
Note reads:
"Natural cavern found on far north end of mine during blasting. Explore with small team and find holes to blast as is opportune or necessary to dislodge stone or close dangerous tunnels. Airflow expected normal and no pockets of methane suspected, clear for lanterns
Foremare, Granite Grinder
5/11/890"
[1d2+1 = 2]
Also, let me think...
>>77632
The 'sweating' of nitroglycerin from the dynamite is partially offset by the decay and instability of the explosive. Don't expect it to be nearly as powerful or as safe as new sticks, but when your explosives are made with love and magic, quite a long shelf life is possible. There are six sticks tied together
>>77634
The year the quarry was closed
Also, let me think...
>>77632
The 'sweating' of nitroglycerin from the dynamite is partially offset by the decay and instability of the explosive. Don't expect it to be nearly as powerful or as safe as new sticks, but when your explosives are made with love and magic, quite a long shelf life is possible. There are six sticks tied together
>>77634
The year the quarry was closed
>>77635
"And why would a mummy be standing around for Celestia knows how long without going back to it's home?"
"And why would a mummy be standing around for Celestia knows how long without going back to it's home?"
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>>77648
We all already know just how much Dark Star likes Blue Skies, he doesn't have to go and change his name to hers to make it any more obvious.
We all already know just how much Dark Star likes Blue Skies, he doesn't have to go and change his name to hers to make it any more obvious.
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