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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>>76910
Climb: With a deep breath, he starts his climb down, keeping his horn lit to help him see what's down in the pit.
Climb: With a deep breath, he starts his climb down, keeping his horn lit to help him see what's down in the pit.
>>76905
>Less than twelve feet
Onyx jumps, the taste in his mouth making him no longer care about temporary things like life or death.
>Less than twelve feet
Onyx jumps, the taste in his mouth making him no longer care about temporary things like life or death.
>>76913
Silver proceeds down normally. But when he looks around the pit, he finds it to be... Empty. Disappointingly empty. The floors have a black and brown substance covering much of them, and a few halves of rib cages that Silver can identify as belonging to cattle. The walls are a simple brick like the remainder of the room, and have hundreds of knife-like scratches on them
Silver proceeds down normally. But when he looks around the pit, he finds it to be... Empty. Disappointingly empty. The floors have a black and brown substance covering much of them, and a few halves of rib cages that Silver can identify as belonging to cattle. The walls are a simple brick like the remainder of the room, and have hundreds of knife-like scratches on them
[1d20-1 = -12]
>>76915
Search: The fur on the back of Silver's neck stands on end: something is off about this room.
>>76915
Search: The fur on the back of Silver's neck stands on end: something is off about this room.
>>76917
It actually smells better than the room above them. Then again, that smell didn't really seem as strong in the room above
>>76918
Unfortunately, Silver can gather no more information than the following:
The room is just a pit, which ordinarily would not allow anything or anyone in or out except through the well-like opening at the top
There are cattle ribs strewn about on the floor, as well as a couple pebbles, and a black and brown substance
The walls have cuts all over them
The lumber that sits on the floor of the pit and rests on the wall of the opening would allow a pony to climb up and out of the pit, and into the main level
It actually smells better than the room above them. Then again, that smell didn't really seem as strong in the room above
>>76918
Unfortunately, Silver can gather no more information than the following:
The room is just a pit, which ordinarily would not allow anything or anyone in or out except through the well-like opening at the top
There are cattle ribs strewn about on the floor, as well as a couple pebbles, and a black and brown substance
The walls have cuts all over them
The lumber that sits on the floor of the pit and rests on the wall of the opening would allow a pony to climb up and out of the pit, and into the main level
[1d20+2 = 9]
>>76921
Climb: He nods, and begins to climb his way back out of the pit using the knotted rope he secured.
>>76921
Climb: He nods, and begins to climb his way back out of the pit using the knotted rope he secured.
Back for now.
>>76850 →
Sister Ash maintains a serious but soft voice as she lays out the offenses.
"... Now, you're only foals, so you didn't know better, but if you want to get out of this one you'll have to be very compliant in telling us exactly who set you up on this."
She gestures to the filly who was commanding the hound
"Who taught you those words?"
Sister Ash maintains a serious but soft voice as she lays out the offenses.
"... Now, you're only foals, so you didn't know better, but if you want to get out of this one you'll have to be very compliant in telling us exactly who set you up on this."
She gestures to the filly who was commanding the hound
"Who taught you those words?"
>>76925
On two walls are a number of shelves with various jars on them. Most of them look like the "salt" jar, some do not, and appear to contain other chemicals. In the center is the "well" which is the entrance to the pit. On a sort of shelf by the door was the booklet that Silver pocketed, as well as a couple flasks. One wall has chains on it and various restraints, which do not appear to have been used recently
>>76927
It seems to be coming from the hallway
On two walls are a number of shelves with various jars on them. Most of them look like the "salt" jar, some do not, and appear to contain other chemicals. In the center is the "well" which is the entrance to the pit. On a sort of shelf by the door was the booklet that Silver pocketed, as well as a couple flasks. One wall has chains on it and various restraints, which do not appear to have been used recently
>>76927
It seems to be coming from the hallway
>>76928
They are entirely silent, and unwilling to snitch. Except for the Rust colored earth pony. He points a hoof straight at the cream colored Pegasus fillie
They are entirely silent, and unwilling to snitch. Except for the Rust colored earth pony. He points a hoof straight at the cream colored Pegasus fillie
>>76931
Sister Ash turns towards the fillie her voice calm, but dreadfully stern
".. Just what were you thinking you would accomplish when you brought your friends out into the forest to conjure evil spirits?"
Sister Ash turns towards the fillie her voice calm, but dreadfully stern
".. Just what were you thinking you would accomplish when you brought your friends out into the forest to conjure evil spirits?"
>>76938
>>76935
On the floor ahead of them, illuminated by the flashlight, they see a pony.
Well, "pony" is perhaps a bit generous. The creature clearly was a pony at some point. The lips of the pony are entirely gone from the head. It now has exposed fore-teeth, the natural gap between teeth and the rear molars, giving it a perpetual wicked smile. One eye is entirely missing from its socket, leaving a black hole in the skull. The tongue too, seems missing. A cracked and cataract filled right eye remains and stares at the group, but... with the eye lids entirely missing. One ear has fluff on it, the other is bare flesh. The skull has at points only exposed bone, but most is covered in this dark leathery flesh-like substance that won't quite rot. Ontop of the head is a helmet. The strap goes down underneath the head, and keeps it firmly strapped on.
My Celestia does he smell ghastly... worse than he looks. It's not just the decay of a corpse, it's almost supernatural
The pony wears a uniform. It is a uniform that can be instantly recognized by most as belonging to an Equestrian non-commissioned officer. This uniform covers most of the front of the horse, although it can be seen that further down the rear of the horse the belly seems to be missing some flesh and is likely castrated. He has a belt with a holstered pistol nearer his flank. One forehoof still has a horse shoe, the other hoof is split and sinew is showing. The uniform has a couple tears in it, and some blood, but this pony is missing any sign of a bullet or shrapnel wound, unlike the last two, who were clearly wounded. This pony is wearing a flak jacket, and aside from one long gash it is undamaged. Indeed, you can see from a Los Pegasus campaign medal and a Manehattan campaign medal that this particular pony was quite an experienced soldier of the Empire of Harmony, having fought both the Changelings and New Mareland, and making it all the way to Harmony's last stand. For all of that, the Fascists never slew him
In fact, he seems kind of animated now, clearly capable of movement, probably quick movement. He seems to have seen the group. He lets forth an unnatural "WHOOOOOOOOOOOOORG" that does not seem to belong to this realm
Roll for initiative
>>76935
On the floor ahead of them, illuminated by the flashlight, they see a pony.
Well, "pony" is perhaps a bit generous. The creature clearly was a pony at some point. The lips of the pony are entirely gone from the head. It now has exposed fore-teeth, the natural gap between teeth and the rear molars, giving it a perpetual wicked smile. One eye is entirely missing from its socket, leaving a black hole in the skull. The tongue too, seems missing. A cracked and cataract filled right eye remains and stares at the group, but... with the eye lids entirely missing. One ear has fluff on it, the other is bare flesh. The skull has at points only exposed bone, but most is covered in this dark leathery flesh-like substance that won't quite rot. Ontop of the head is a helmet. The strap goes down underneath the head, and keeps it firmly strapped on.
My Celestia does he smell ghastly... worse than he looks. It's not just the decay of a corpse, it's almost supernatural
The pony wears a uniform. It is a uniform that can be instantly recognized by most as belonging to an Equestrian non-commissioned officer. This uniform covers most of the front of the horse, although it can be seen that further down the rear of the horse the belly seems to be missing some flesh and is likely castrated. He has a belt with a holstered pistol nearer his flank. One forehoof still has a horse shoe, the other hoof is split and sinew is showing. The uniform has a couple tears in it, and some blood, but this pony is missing any sign of a bullet or shrapnel wound, unlike the last two, who were clearly wounded. This pony is wearing a flak jacket, and aside from one long gash it is undamaged. Indeed, you can see from a Los Pegasus campaign medal and a Manehattan campaign medal that this particular pony was quite an experienced soldier of the Empire of Harmony, having fought both the Changelings and New Mareland, and making it all the way to Harmony's last stand. For all of that, the Fascists never slew him
In fact, he seems kind of animated now, clearly capable of movement, probably quick movement. He seems to have seen the group. He lets forth an unnatural "WHOOOOOOOOOOOOORG" that does not seem to belong to this realm
Roll for initiative
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>>76945
I'm here, but I am just a little confused as to the location of this new encounter. I said I would follow you guys, so if the GM will allow me to be there, I will roll.
I'm here, but I am just a little confused as to the location of this new encounter. I said I would follow you guys, so if the GM will allow me to be there, I will roll.
>>76946
"Protection you say? So you summoned a hellhounf from the depths of Tartarus?" She says, stepping forward
"After you summoned, just what were you intending to do with it?" She implores, leaning in
"Protection you say? So you summoned a hellhounf from the depths of Tartarus?" She says, stepping forward
"After you summoned, just what were you intending to do with it?" She implores, leaning in
>>76946
"A hellhound is an evil creature: invoking it is by definition an act of evil. It's not the sort of monster that can be used for good intentions, but only for ruthless violence." She continues accusingly
"So what was it that you all had planned? To have it bite someone? Burn them? Set fire fire to a building?" She demands
"A hellhound is an evil creature: invoking it is by definition an act of evil. It's not the sort of monster that can be used for good intentions, but only for ruthless violence." She continues accusingly
"So what was it that you all had planned? To have it bite someone? Burn them? Set fire fire to a building?" She demands
>>76953
No, at the filly, the one she was speaking to earlier that directed the hellhound to bite her
>*Is still bleeding*
No, at the filly, the one she was speaking to earlier that directed the hellhound to bite her
>*Is still bleeding*
>>76958
"I don't have all night, young Missy." Sister Ash hisses, once again levitating the foal by the scruff
"What were you even thinking?!"
"I don't have all night, young Missy." Sister Ash hisses, once again levitating the foal by the scruff
"What were you even thinking?!"
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