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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I am feeling much better now.
>>77370They should be, though Onyx is always in and out it seems.
>>77368Good, you can still recover. Keep it up, each combat is experience that will be useful for other D&D games.
>>77370I am
Seems Ash is preparing a complex and carefully crafted speech to inspire the filly and make her feel safe.
>>77365Sister Ash looks over at the rooms with a solemn expression, before turning back.
"Sometimes things happen that we can't control, but we still need to try our best to help each other when we can." She muses, hoping the filly understands
"... Some if your friends can't be here, but you still have friends with you; the Sisters too. Can you try your best to trust them, for your friends sake?"
>>77380"But why would I, if they could not protect us before?"
>>77379Only combat really needs every player >>77381"Trust isn't something that helps us feel safe.. it helps us stick together despite of danger.." she says, still cradling her
"Try to have faith in your friends, and yourself as well..."
>>77383She almost smiles at the cradling
"But we were sticking together in the forest"
>>77386"
Without nearly cursing yourselves.." Sister Ash adds
>>77388I wonder how she is so confident to be able to control fucking flaming dogs that come from Tartarus itself without consequences.
>>77388This lil' shid just made it bite me. She had no way of telling of she could tell it to stop biting.
And there's no way a ritual that invokes an effect like that doesn't have some kind of horrific consequence
(I'd be broken otherwise)>This is what Sister Ash would be thinking right now as she speaks"But were you completely aware of how that Conjuration worked, or the consequences of it..?" She impores
She continues
"Tell me.. What kind of great and powerful spirit is satisfied with the just the life of injured rabbit, but doesn't want
something more in return..?" She says, her hoof pointing towards the filly's chest
>>77389She had no way of knowing that. The hellhound did what any hellhound would do: attack good-aligned creatures.
The lil' shid is just cocky.
>>77390*It would be broken
>>77390"I thought you knew all of this already?"
>>77392"I knew, but I'm certain you didn't; because if you did, you wouldn't have been so quick to put yourself and your friends in danger." She replies
>>77393"How much do you know about infernal magic?"
She asks
>>77394"Experience." Sister Ash replies flatly
"I've seen enough if it to know that it's nothing for ponies to be fooling around with, let alone foals."
>>77395The fillie does not respond
Ash recalls that the same fillie suspected that Ash would use her and the other foals as ritual sacrifices in dark magic
>>77396Said the pot to the kettle...
"Black magick is no laughing matter.."
"I've seen it destroy ponies, who didn't know any better than to try it themselves."
>>77397".... So is being a helpless foal..."
She says this quietly
>>77397Why don't you give her the idea of summoning good creatures for her? It sounds okay to increase safety.
>>77399The only good-aligned summon I have atm are Satyrs and Giant Eagles. It'll just piss off the nuns.
>>77398"There are better ways to avoid helplessness than playing with shifty dark magick." She says, boldly
"Now enough of this. You're all far past your bedtimes. You'll hear more about it in the morning." She says, as she places the filly down.
>>77400She lowers herself down again
Sister Marery
"This is all quite dreadful, but we have prayer in the morning"
The colt: *hooves extended out* "Hug?"
>>77401Sister Ash stares at the colt for several seconds with narrowed eyes.
"... Sure." She replies
>>77404Sister Ash isn't one to deny kindness to somepony who asks for it, even if she feels somewhat suspicious.
>>77406*Cuddles some more, because why not?*
>>77407*The colt is cuddled more*
The fillie returns to her bed, and sulks
>>77408Sister Ash "places" (tears off and hurls) the colt into his bed, before she returns to her own chamber for some much-needed rest.
Because no one else is going to comment on the fight...
Silver stands over the corpse of the Sargent, greatsword still drawn. He looks and sounds absolutely exhausted from the fight, sweating profusely and breathing heavily. "That...t-that was...that was hell of fight..."
>>77409And thus her midnight escapade ends unceremoniously
>>77410He's dead now. The smell is actually less bad now, although part of The Sargent is covered in vomit
>>77411"What...what even was that thing..." He doesn't want to get much closer to check, all things considered. Though he doesn't have much time to actually consider it before all of the pain, previously pushed out of mind by his anger, hits him all at once like a freight train.
>>77412Yeah, I know, it's a shocker to me too.