Set six years after season 6, Occupied Equestria presents an alternative history where the Changelings have conquered half of Equestria, while a former Equestrian colony - soured to Princess Twilight's notion of harmony with all creatures thank to their dealing with griffins - Invaded and took the other half. In Baltimare and the Equestrian Southeast, the magic of friendship has weakened, as Communists, Changeling infiltrators, Fascists, gangs, and corrupt creepy politicians threaten the city. This role play is based in large part upon the Equestria at War mod for Hearts of Iron 4, and uses D&d 3.5e mechanics.
Half of the party - Brie, Onyx, and Spark - are on a train to far off Bales to try to cross the border into the Changeling Lands. the other half remains in Baltimare, where Silver is searching catacombs seeking books filled with long buried dark secrets, Dark Star is having luck with his marefriend, and Iron aiding in trafficking exotic animals
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>>93293
"Whipperwhil,
In the time since we've last conversed, I've rekindled my acquaintance with Curwhinny. Though he has been fairly cold towards me over the past few years, I was able to gain a sense of his daily routine. He has been spending an increasing amount of time in his house by the seashore, and less time on his farm estate further uptown. However, he still visits the farm on a predictable schedule, going there on Saturday evenings, while tending to leave his wife and son behind in the seaside estate - though he has been bringing them along more than once. Judging based upon the occasions that I have walked in, as well as upon silhouettes visible in the farm house windows, it seems that he retreats to the network of catacombs for perhaps a few hours at a time, typically less if his new family is with him. What he does in that time is difficult to determine, although the amount of time spent in the catacombs tends to be less than he would spend in his earlier years. He still meets with his family for church on Sunday mornings at Saint Eligius, where he has maintains a public profile.
It should be possible, first, to watch as his wagon leaves the seaside house on a Saturday, and then to see if he is bringing along Maelstrom and Tall Mast, or if those two stay behind. He tends to be inside of the catacombs after 8 PM. There are two entrances to this underground network, one in the law twenty paces southeast of the well, and the other in the basement of the farm house. It should be possible to catch him alone in the catacombs. He does keep servants around, and there may be some around, so be prepared for a possible fight. You have asked me about the extent of his magical powers, and I will say that he is indeed rather powerful and knowledgeable. He has completed at least the first steps to becoming a lich, although he maintains at least most of the outward signs of a mortal body. As you have probably seen yourself, he seems to have stalled the process of aging more than a decade ago. However, he retains his pony appearance, and has even fathered a colt. In the past I asked him about immortality, and he told me fairly mystically about 'the conquest of death, though he has been more reticent to similar questions recently. It should be assumed that he has done something to himself, and that he is resilient enough for the process of killing him to be far more difficult than simply slitting his throat as he sleeps.
You asked me if he had placed a part of his soul in phylactery, and I must say that I do not know for certain, but he has made comments to the effect that he has. I believe the most likely item for this purpose is an old locket he had with a small painting of his deceased wife, Wood Hill. I have not seen this locket in a while, and it is impossible to say where he could have hidden it. I will say that, with his resources, he could have hidden it anywhere on three continents, or simply thrown it into the sea, so it is best to be prepared for not finding it.
I myself will be leaving soon, to Albion, then perhaps even later to the far North of Griffonia.
- Cinnamon Corn"
[Read more] "Whipperwhil,
In the time since we've last conversed, I've rekindled my acquaintance with Curwhinny. Though he has been fairly cold towards me over the past few years, I was able to gain a sense of his daily routine. He has been spending an increasing amount of time in his house by the seashore, and less time on his farm estate further uptown. However, he still visits the farm on a predictable schedule, going there on Saturday evenings, while tending to leave his wife and son behind in the seaside estate - though he has been bringing them along more than once. Judging based upon the occasions that I have walked in, as well as upon silhouettes visible in the farm house windows, it seems that he retreats to the network of catacombs for perhaps a few hours at a time, typically less if his new family is with him. What he does in that time is difficult to determine, although the amount of time spent in the catacombs tends to be less than he would spend in his earlier years. He still meets with his family for church on Sunday mornings at Saint Eligius, where he has maintains a public profile.
It should be possible, first, to watch as his wagon leaves the seaside house on a Saturday, and then to see if he is bringing along Maelstrom and Tall Mast, or if those two stay behind. He tends to be inside of the catacombs after 8 PM. There are two entrances to this underground network, one in the law twenty paces southeast of the well, and the other in the basement of the farm house. It should be possible to catch him alone in the catacombs. He does keep servants around, and there may be some around, so be prepared for a possible fight. You have asked me about the extent of his magical powers, and I will say that he is indeed rather powerful and knowledgeable. He has completed at least the first steps to becoming a lich, although he maintains at least most of the outward signs of a mortal body. As you have probably seen yourself, he seems to have stalled the process of aging more than a decade ago. However, he retains his pony appearance, and has even fathered a colt. In the past I asked him about immortality, and he told me fairly mystically about 'the conquest of death, though he has been more reticent to similar questions recently. It should be assumed that he has done something to himself, and that he is resilient enough for the process of killing him to be far more difficult than simply slitting his throat as he sleeps.
You asked me if he had placed a part of his soul in phylactery, and I must say that I do not know for certain, but he has made comments to the effect that he has. I believe the most likely item for this purpose is an old locket he had with a small painting of his deceased wife, Wood Hill. I have not seen this locket in a while, and it is impossible to say where he could have hidden it. I will say that, with his resources, he could have hidden it anywhere on three continents, or simply thrown it into the sea, so it is best to be prepared for not finding it.
I myself will be leaving soon, to Albion, then perhaps even later to the far North of Griffonia.
- Cinnamon Corn"
>>93305
"Changelings are many things, but they have a code of honor underneath it all. They would not betray an agreement, they would just take advantage of a lack of one."
"Changelings are many things, but they have a code of honor underneath it all. They would not betray an agreement, they would just take advantage of a lack of one."
>>93307
"Ok, but how do we start that agreement without them simply draining us and spreading war propaganda to be rid of both Comte and normal pony alike?"
"Ok, but how do we start that agreement without them simply draining us and spreading war propaganda to be rid of both Comte and normal pony alike?"
>>93308
"That will depend on the Lings to be honest. What they have to say is going to decide our fates. Or fate, if you two decide not to involve yourselves, and to be honest I expected that at least one of you wouldn't want to."
"That will depend on the Lings to be honest. What they have to say is going to decide our fates. Or fate, if you two decide not to involve yourselves, and to be honest I expected that at least one of you wouldn't want to."
>>93310
"There is absolutely no way I see this working, but I am not going to leave unless you tell me to. Hopefully the little bit of magic I have might be of use before this is over."
"There is absolutely no way I see this working, but I am not going to leave unless you tell me to. Hopefully the little bit of magic I have might be of use before this is over."
>>93313
Thought so. Thanks.
>>93306
It's a little surprising, Silver would have to admit, as he rereads through the message a couple of times to make sure he read it right. He had thought already that the locket had held sentimental value to Curwhinny, but for it to actually contain a part of his soul? He digs through his bags for the small silver locket, suddenly grateful he had kept possession of it. Of all the places he could have kept it, he kept it hidden right under his own house. And had it not been for the mining operations that exposed the catacombs in the first place, it's likely it would never have been found.
He puts it back in his bags, safe and sound. He'll have to meet up with everypony, explain to them what he found. This is big.
He looks one last time at the sarcophagus in the room, pledging to himself that he'll come back soon and put this old pony to his final rest. For now, he has one last room to explore, in the hallway across from him.
[Read more] Thought so. Thanks.
>>93306
It's a little surprising, Silver would have to admit, as he rereads through the message a couple of times to make sure he read it right. He had thought already that the locket had held sentimental value to Curwhinny, but for it to actually contain a part of his soul? He digs through his bags for the small silver locket, suddenly grateful he had kept possession of it. Of all the places he could have kept it, he kept it hidden right under his own house. And had it not been for the mining operations that exposed the catacombs in the first place, it's likely it would never have been found.
He puts it back in his bags, safe and sound. He'll have to meet up with everypony, explain to them what he found. This is big.
He looks one last time at the sarcophagus in the room, pledging to himself that he'll come back soon and put this old pony to his final rest. For now, he has one last room to explore, in the hallway across from him.
>>93315
"The mission was getting the Lings out of Baltimare without alerting the authorities. If you don't want to continue you don't have to. As I said to Onyx, part of the plan is for somepony to return to Baltimare and carry a message to Blue Skies. You don't HAVE to continue if you don't want to. I won't lie, the chance of dying is pretty high." Brie says finally, and with no mirth.
"The mission was getting the Lings out of Baltimare without alerting the authorities. If you don't want to continue you don't have to. As I said to Onyx, part of the plan is for somepony to return to Baltimare and carry a message to Blue Skies. You don't HAVE to continue if you don't want to. I won't lie, the chance of dying is pretty high." Brie says finally, and with no mirth.
>>93317
"Yeah, but I can't just leave. This could change the fate of Equestria here. If we fail, we might just doom everypony. I'm still fuzzy on what happens if we succeed, but we can't risk failure."
"Yeah, but I can't just leave. This could change the fate of Equestria here. If we fail, we might just doom everypony. I'm still fuzzy on what happens if we succeed, but we can't risk failure."
>>93318
"If we fail, we die. If we succeed, we bring down a venomous presence that stands at the top of Equestrian politics, and in so doing achieve a measure of peace and cooperation with a group that has long stood a threat to Equestria for decades. Are you feeling lucky?" Brie says with a wink, swigging down the last of his whiskey.
"If we fail, we die. If we succeed, we bring down a venomous presence that stands at the top of Equestrian politics, and in so doing achieve a measure of peace and cooperation with a group that has long stood a threat to Equestria for decades. Are you feeling lucky?" Brie says with a wink, swigging down the last of his whiskey.
>>93316
It’s still stone and rectangular. Hopefully the sounds he hears don’t actually come from it, but from distant construction equipment.
The room across the hallway is the most damaged, most smashed room of them all. It is fairly large, with many tables in it, though many are flipped over or even broken. There are many broken and shattered glasses upon the ground, and various spilled chemicals. There are also several pink crystals, some shattered, some intact
It’s still stone and rectangular. Hopefully the sounds he hears don’t actually come from it, but from distant construction equipment.
The room across the hallway is the most damaged, most smashed room of them all. It is fairly large, with many tables in it, though many are flipped over or even broken. There are many broken and shattered glasses upon the ground, and various spilled chemicals. There are also several pink crystals, some shattered, some intact
>>93319
"Well, perhaps. I'll have to gauge our luck some more by first crossing into their land alive."
"Well, perhaps. I'll have to gauge our luck some more by first crossing into their land alive."
>>93320
Probably should not cut myself on this floor. To this end, Silver keeps damn sure to avoid any broken glass, even if he's wearing boots. He also grabs the pink crystals, at least those that are intact. Clearly they must have some connection to what Curwhinny did here, to find them both here and at the crypts he saw earlier.
Probably should not cut myself on this floor. To this end, Silver keeps damn sure to avoid any broken glass, even if he's wearing boots. He also grabs the pink crystals, at least those that are intact. Clearly they must have some connection to what Curwhinny did here, to find them both here and at the crypts he saw earlier.
>>93321
"Well, now both of you know the plan, and I expect you have much to think about. I need to get back to the little ones."
>>93320
Brie gets up out of his seat and approaches the bar. "I've got all the drinks for me and my friends there. Additionally, I would like some water and fruit juice for my room."
"Well, now both of you know the plan, and I expect you have much to think about. I need to get back to the little ones."
>>93320
Brie gets up out of his seat and approaches the bar. "I've got all the drinks for me and my friends there. Additionally, I would like some water and fruit juice for my room."
>>93324
"Good so far. They had a good time exploring the train, and they seemed to enjoy a bite of food, not that they would be as taken as it as a pony would, but Wesley seemed to enjoy cheesecake, and Kerr seemed to enjoy a kiwi. Wesley was quite amazed by the view in both of the observation domes, and I plan to take them out of the room on several occasions throughout the trip. But they also told me more of their story, which quite honestly only makes me more resolved in the intended plan. I know its madness, unreservedly. Its still what I'm going to do."
"Good so far. They had a good time exploring the train, and they seemed to enjoy a bite of food, not that they would be as taken as it as a pony would, but Wesley seemed to enjoy cheesecake, and Kerr seemed to enjoy a kiwi. Wesley was quite amazed by the view in both of the observation domes, and I plan to take them out of the room on several occasions throughout the trip. But they also told me more of their story, which quite honestly only makes me more resolved in the intended plan. I know its madness, unreservedly. Its still what I'm going to do."
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>>93327
Once again, Silver wishes he had some measure of knowledge about magic, crystals, and artefacts. Or better yet, if he had his daughter by his side. The best he figures on his own, they're meant to store some kind of magical energy.
Search: With the crystals gathered, Silver looks around for anything else that can be recovered from this mess of a room.
>>93327
Once again, Silver wishes he had some measure of knowledge about magic, crystals, and artefacts. Or better yet, if he had his daughter by his side. The best he figures on his own, they're meant to store some kind of magical energy.
Search: With the crystals gathered, Silver looks around for anything else that can be recovered from this mess of a room.
>>93329
There are indeed papers. these, however, appear to be damaged or torn, and how much, if any is recoverable is not clear
There are indeed papers. these, however, appear to be damaged or torn, and how much, if any is recoverable is not clear
>>93331
If anypony would be suited to figuring that out, it would be the Black Hooves. He grabs what he sees of them.
There. I am not sure if this took more work than I expected, or less. He's actually a little relieved, as he makes his way back to the room where he had stashed all of the alchemical components he had found and gathers them up. At least nothing went too terribly wrong, and he's completely finished with exploring the depths of the catacombs. He feels the full weight of everything he has collected, as he carries what he can on his person. What he can't he keeps levitated next to him. It'll make for a very impressive haul for Blue.
>>93333
Checked.
If anypony would be suited to figuring that out, it would be the Black Hooves. He grabs what he sees of them.
There. I am not sure if this took more work than I expected, or less. He's actually a little relieved, as he makes his way back to the room where he had stashed all of the alchemical components he had found and gathers them up. At least nothing went too terribly wrong, and he's completely finished with exploring the depths of the catacombs. He feels the full weight of everything he has collected, as he carries what he can on his person. What he can't he keeps levitated next to him. It'll make for a very impressive haul for Blue.
>>93333
Checked.
>>93334
And thus it is that Silver Sword has evidently uncovered the secrets, or at least most of the secrets, of the Silver Lake Community Development Project
And thus it is that Silver Sword has evidently uncovered the secrets, or at least most of the secrets, of the Silver Lake Community Development Project
>>93335
Bully for Silver!
With everything gathered, Silver makes his way out via the farmhouse entrance, to free himself from the gloomy, dank atmosphere of the undead-filled catacomb halls. A pony truly doesn't realize how much they love Celestia's light until they've spent an extended period underground in a place like this.
Bully for Silver!
With everything gathered, Silver makes his way out via the farmhouse entrance, to free himself from the gloomy, dank atmosphere of the undead-filled catacomb halls. A pony truly doesn't realize how much they love Celestia's light until they've spent an extended period underground in a place like this.
>>93336
As silver leaves the mildew infested catacombs and looks outside, he can once again gain appreciation for what exactly the old farm grounds are now - a vacant lot in the middle of an encroaching city, with much of the grass already removed, an artificial lake partly drained, and construction equipment and partly built multi-story apartment buildings past the chain linked fence and on the other side of the road from this brown lot
As silver leaves the mildew infested catacombs and looks outside, he can once again gain appreciation for what exactly the old farm grounds are now - a vacant lot in the middle of an encroaching city, with much of the grass already removed, an artificial lake partly drained, and construction equipment and partly built multi-story apartment buildings past the chain linked fence and on the other side of the road from this brown lot
>>93337
Time marches ever onwards. Silver sits down in front of the leveled farmhouse, setting the jars of alchemical substances beside him and removing the gas mask he had been wearing. After such an adventure, there's nothing else Silver feels like doing more than just enjoying a nice cigarette, which he does after fishing a pack out of his bags and lighting one up. As he takes a nice long drag, capped off with a satisfied sigh, he looks out to the city before him and reflects on these changing times. He can only imagine how different Baltimare must have looked, 250 years ago when Curwhinny was still alive.
Time marches ever onwards. Silver sits down in front of the leveled farmhouse, setting the jars of alchemical substances beside him and removing the gas mask he had been wearing. After such an adventure, there's nothing else Silver feels like doing more than just enjoying a nice cigarette, which he does after fishing a pack out of his bags and lighting one up. As he takes a nice long drag, capped off with a satisfied sigh, he looks out to the city before him and reflects on these changing times. He can only imagine how different Baltimare must have looked, 250 years ago when Curwhinny was still alive.
>>93338
From the little patches of what what was that can remain a picture can be pieced together: long, flowing grass meadows, with a creek and a scattered trees on a property that varied in altitude perhaps 20 feet from the lowest point to the highest point. Beyond the property, where the apartment buildings are now, were forests, or at least denser croppings of oak trees, and other deciduous trees. At least that's what the trees that remain in those areas would suggest. As for the buildings of that era - none remain here. Then again, it seems like none were there.
They certainly didn't have Luna's preferred cigarette brand, so at least that has improved over the years. Even if the damned fascists put a bit a pack tax on it
From the little patches of what what was that can remain a picture can be pieced together: long, flowing grass meadows, with a creek and a scattered trees on a property that varied in altitude perhaps 20 feet from the lowest point to the highest point. Beyond the property, where the apartment buildings are now, were forests, or at least denser croppings of oak trees, and other deciduous trees. At least that's what the trees that remain in those areas would suggest. As for the buildings of that era - none remain here. Then again, it seems like none were there.
They certainly didn't have Luna's preferred cigarette brand, so at least that has improved over the years. Even if the damned fascists put a bit a pack tax on it
>>93339
*angry grumbling noises*
Still, seems like it would be a nice place, were it not for the secret necromantic practices going on right under the noses of this area's inhabitants. Silver could see himself living in a place like this. He exhales some smoke, remember how quickly it seems cities all across Equestria have changed, even just since he was born. It makes him feel like a relic of a bygone era.
*angry grumbling noises*
Still, seems like it would be a nice place, were it not for the secret necromantic practices going on right under the noses of this area's inhabitants. Silver could see himself living in a place like this. He exhales some smoke, remember how quickly it seems cities all across Equestria have changed, even just since he was born. It makes him feel like a relic of a bygone era.
>>93339
Silver checks the time on his pocket watch, wondering how long it is until he said he'd meet with Blue.
Silver checks the time on his pocket watch, wondering how long it is until he said he'd meet with Blue.
>>93340
>>93340
As the cities urbanize, industrialize and sprawl, many areas remain wild and untamed. It is not just the Ever Free Forests - to the south, in the Forbidden Jungles, and the Hayseed swamps, there be monsters, and dragons over in the badlands.
And if Silver is relic of a northern Equestria that no longer exists, at least he is not the only living antique. After all, Blue Skies' views on pony race relations are so antiquarian - or atavistic - as to be something straight out of a Hearth's Warming Eve tale. As the world moves forward, not all of it moves forward at equal pace.
>>93341
Not long. Maybe enough time to visit the store, but soon
>>93340
As the cities urbanize, industrialize and sprawl, many areas remain wild and untamed. It is not just the Ever Free Forests - to the south, in the Forbidden Jungles, and the Hayseed swamps, there be monsters, and dragons over in the badlands.
And if Silver is relic of a northern Equestria that no longer exists, at least he is not the only living antique. After all, Blue Skies' views on pony race relations are so antiquarian - or atavistic - as to be something straight out of a Hearth's Warming Eve tale. As the world moves forward, not all of it moves forward at equal pace.
>>93341
Not long. Maybe enough time to visit the store, but soon
>>93342
He wonders to himself what future generations would think of all of this, and ponies such as himself they would surely view as backward, and who had yet to 'get with the times'. Who knows, with all of that space stuff he's heard about in those science-fiction novels, maybe those future generations of ponies will even be living among the stars, having long since given up the bounds of their home plant. Might be not all of that he's heard of is so ridiculous after all.
Ah, well. Something to ponder further another day. He takes one last drag on his cigarette before snuffing it out, gathering the jars back together, and heading out. He wants to head to the gun store, see if they can't clean this SMG he's found, get it into working order. If he's lucky, they can also take care of this sword he found. Probably not, but it can't hurt to try.
He wonders to himself what future generations would think of all of this, and ponies such as himself they would surely view as backward, and who had yet to 'get with the times'. Who knows, with all of that space stuff he's heard about in those science-fiction novels, maybe those future generations of ponies will even be living among the stars, having long since given up the bounds of their home plant. Might be not all of that he's heard of is so ridiculous after all.
Ah, well. Something to ponder further another day. He takes one last drag on his cigarette before snuffing it out, gathering the jars back together, and heading out. He wants to head to the gun store, see if they can't clean this SMG he's found, get it into working order. If he's lucky, they can also take care of this sword he found. Probably not, but it can't hurt to try.
>>93343
Has Silver never heard of the exploits of the Baltimare Gun Club, a group of weapons enthusiasts who, so many decades ago, decided to build a magic smooth-bore cannon to propel them from Equestria to the Moon? Perhaps that is a tale for another day. On to the gun shop
Has Silver never heard of the exploits of the Baltimare Gun Club, a group of weapons enthusiasts who, so many decades ago, decided to build a magic smooth-bore cannon to propel them from Equestria to the Moon? Perhaps that is a tale for another day. On to the gun shop
>>93344
Silver has not, in fact, heard of this group, but I am certain he would be interested in what would drive a pony to do something of that sort someday. This talk of ponies riding rockets is ridiculous enough as it is: after all, rockets explode.
Silver has not, in fact, heard of this group, but I am certain he would be interested in what would drive a pony to do something of that sort someday. This talk of ponies riding rockets is ridiculous enough as it is: after all, rockets explode.
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