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>>95011Holy shid, the Rock Hoers is alive!
>>95013>>95012Not for long if he violates the Snootendoodle
>>95014What's a snootendoodle? Is that like a runny nose?
>>95015A runny nose on a pony would be a runny snootendoodle
I should actually be available today
>>95028>>95027Hey, Dark Boi is here too!
>>95027As far as I know, he hasn't choked on his beans. He's still just enjoying his well-earned dinner.
>>95031DISGUSTANG.>>95027If I recall correctly, Iron recently passed through the torn down church, tentment and another abadoned building.
So who wants to play today?
[1d20 = 1]>>95034I want you to do another dice roll, wisdom modifier
>>95035Well, Silver is enjoying his dinner. Alone. In a cold room. Probably should have mentioned earlier the bottle of Nimbusian wine that has appeared in the kitchen since early the sme day
>>95036Now that actually is a spooky natural 1.Where did that come from, I wonder? Silver levitates the bottle over to give it a look as he puts another spoonful of beans into his mouth.
And why is this room so damn cold? It did not feel this cold outside. >>95037Cauldron walks on forward, as her breath forms mist in the cool air
>>95038Marked as a Nimbusian wine actually, maybe 1/3 remaining. A deep purple color
There should be a thermostat on the wall
>>95039Iron follows along, a bit worried at the mist.
"How are you faring in the cold?"
I might have time to actually do something tonight
[1d20+3 = 10]>>95039I suppose they must grow red grapes in Nimbusia. Looks like Blue has imbibed quite bit of it already. He sets it back where he got it from.
To each their own, I suppose. Wine was never to my tastes.His coat floofs up in reaction to the temperature of the room. It is
really cold, even for the Severyanan stallion, it's quite shocking to him.
Spot: Silver leans back in his chair to look around the room for the thermostat, and see what it reads.
>>95040She nods
“I am okay. How about you?”
On the subject of most, some seems to be rolling in from the water, which is out of line of sight beyond buildings
>>95041Um... who are you?
>>95042Indeed, on the wall sort of between the kitchen and living area, but past the closet coming into the room. It’s a cream color. Looks like it is set to “Off”
>>95043If Silver was going to be staying for any more of an extended period of time, he'd probably turn it on. As it is, he doubts he'll be staying long enough to even recognize a change in the room's temperature. He'll suffer through it, even if he's still a little freaked out by just how cold it is for
him of all ponies.
>>95043"I am good. I think."
Iron's eyes wander off to the mist, a bit worried.
"What else is left?"
>>95046That's who I figured
Kerr is sitting upon a red couch - a chair that sort of extends from the side of the observation deck, when he starts to curl up in an expression of almost pain
>>95045"Oh, there are more buildings down this way"
Two dark figures walk through the mist
>>95044Silver now how free time to contemplate where he went so horribly wrong
>>95047Iron tilts his head and turns to Cauldron.
"It is opposite of the mist, right? I think there is an ambush awaiting to happen there."
>>95047Oh, that's easy: almost everywhere he could have gone wrong, he went wrong.
>>95049Hmmm... This seems to call for something a bit different
Where did Silver go
right?
>>95048Cauldron stops, more than a little startled.
"That seems about right. I don't have my weapon on me"
A creature walks through the mist. It's a Griffin, or so it seems to be, a mix between a hawk or other bird of prey, and a large cat. he's a little bigger than a pony with a dark tan hide and feathers that black rusty color that characterizes dried blood. One of his eyes seems to be injured. There is a second bird with him, more of a dark brown hue, although he is a bit harder to see. Both seem to be looking at, and walking towards Cauldron and Iron slowly. Neither says anything
>>95050Well, he found love in his life, and helped to father three foals of his own. In his own mind, that in and of itself would make for a fulfilling life.
>>95051I mean, he could just be tired
>>95052So where does that leave the last 26 years?
[1d20-2 = -10]
2nd attempt
>>95054A very lonely life. Something Silver is trying his damnedest to avoid dwelling on at the moment. He's got a job to do, one he can't complete if he's spending all of his time feeling bad for himself.
[1d20 = 16]>>95050Iron cocks his head at the griffin duo, somewhat confused. He turns to Cauldron and whispers to her.
"Something tells me that they do not want to ask directions. I cannot gauge the griffon's speed and with the wings, they will probably catch up to us."
He looks around for any sort of improvised melee weapon Cauldron can use like a plank or a pipe system to yank off of.
"I know for sure we need to back off from the mist. Otherwise they may get the advantage."
>>95058Brie trots close to Kerr and whipers "Etwas stimmt nicht?
[1d20 = 14]>>95058Iron whispers to Cauldron yet again.
"There's a metal thing you could use. I will take point towards it, you watch my back."
And so, he slowly walks towards the improvised rebar as he looks over to the griffin duo. He takes this chance to study their physique to know what to expect when trying to fight the two as he goes, as well as keep track of their movements.
>>95059"Ich fühle mich nicht so gut" he responds
From behind, Brie can hear
"Oh hi! You again!"
>>95060Fairly big, one or both seem to be in position to be hiding weapons. Neither brandishes any kind of weapon. There may be a confederate behind Iron
>>95061"Shit, perhaps feeding them food wasn't such a good idea" Brie EEEs at himself.
Brie turns toward the voice
>>95058No idea what that means, but I imagine Silver continues eating his beans.
>>95062It's a smiling Unicorn who looks familiar, with a not so smiling pale green unicorn female behind him
"I just thought I'd come up to the other observation dome to take a look around around dinner. I see you are still with your son. Is he okay? Oh by the way, this is my wife Velvet"
>>95063Last thing Dark Star was doing was kissing Blue after antagonizing her
>>95064I mean, things he did right and wrong that day
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>>95065More things that Silver would rather wait to deal with until he finishes with this job. It's going to take enough of his time as is without worrying about the numerous things he's done wrong.
[1d20 = 13]>>95061Iron huffs in frustration.
"Their postures indicate incoming hostility. Cauldron, we should hurry and get yourself the weapon."
With that, his paces goes slightly faster, motioning Cauldron to follow suit towards the rebar.
He takes this small movement time to check his surroundings for any other uninvited griffins that may want to do bad things to both of them.
I think Cauldron should be able to take the rebar this turn, right? >>95065"Yes, hello. Good to meet you Mrs. Velvet." Brie responds cordially. "Fug, I was supposed to remember his name wasn't I. I hadn't anticipated seeing him again." Brie EEEs to himself.
"Yes, Kerr isn't feeling well. It must have been something he ate. I'm afraid it might be best if we return to our room so he can lie down."
>>95066>>95066Now how does he plan on going about it?
>>95067Sure, if he moves fast enoughThe lead bird comes closer, then diverts his eyes and changes his movement slightly, as if to walk by
>>95068So... do you want to declare an action?
>>95069She nods, not saying anything. But the stallion....
"Oh, let me examine him! I'm a doctor now"
Velvet leans in, and says "Needle Pusher isn't licensed, just a med school graduate"
He immediately walks over to kerr, and seems to contemplate placing his hooves on Kerr. Kerr is... not so enthusiastic for this
[1d20+8 = 21]>>95070"Uhm,... I'm sure he's fine. If you wish to examine him, lets get him to our room first."
bluff
>>95071"Sure! What car are you in?"
[1d20+8 = 20]>>95070Iron, in an attempt to defuse the fight so there's no chance of Cauldron getting hurt, stares directly at the offending griffin that is trying to pretend to be walking by. His brow is furrowed and his glare indicates one to back off or get smashed to a pulp.
He does so as he picks up the pace and tries to maintain about two forelegs' length between the pony-zebra duo and the griffons.
>>95070Well, unless he
and by that I mean "I" can come up with something better, his best bet is to do it like he has been: buy three more potions with his remaining Bits, bring his cart back down into the catacombs, load it with books, and bring it back, hopefully without drawing the ire of the ghasts who would inevitably bring his demise.
>>95072Oh god dammit,.... Hold on,... (I can't show him the map, that would be bad)
>>95073He pulls back his beak in what undoubtably would be a smile of blackened teeth, if he had any
"Ah, a zeeb and a native together. Don't be
too feisty"
>>95074Intriguing....
>>95075Wesley too, seems to have gut pains, though he seems less affected that Kerr at least thus far
>>95070Dark Star Puts his arm around her
"You're Really important to me."
Then he holds out the Camera
"say Cheese"
>>95077She is surprised by the presence of the camera, to say the least
>>95076Iron keeps his glare at the griffon as he goes to the rebar.
"Keep your distance and you do not have to worry about me getting feisty."
He glances quickly at the improvised weapon to gauge how much further they have to travel still, only to move his eyes back to the griffin that just talked.
>>95078"What? You Don't want to Take a picture?"
>>95079Now he laughs
"Why don't you come with me, native?"
They are moving forward, maybe 15 feet?
>>95080"Uh..."
>>95081Dark Star Looks Disappointed
>>95081First 8 feet now 15 feet. What? Did you mean inches?Iron keeps his glare.
"I would rather not. I have other things to do."
He keeps on moving towards the rebar.
>>95085>>95085"Wouldn't want to get lost, would you?"
>>95087The Canterlot Mountains car, I believe>>95086She just looks ahead, not saying anything
>>95088Dark Star looks very concerned
"Blue,Whats wrong?"
>>95088"I have a map. I do not need your directions."
He keeps on walking towards the unreachable rebar.
Iron's glare is set on the big griffin while trying to see where the small griffin is at the current moment.
He whispers to Cauldron without moving his head.
"Keep an eye out for any flankers that may try to sneak attack us."
>>95089"Nothing is wrong, I just wasn't expecting to get a picture taken"
>>95090Probably the Crystal Car>>95091>>95091He doesn't have to look far. There is one right behind him, only a few feet
>>95094She's confused
>>95093"You could just take me there"
[1d20+8 = 27]>>95092He huffs in slight frustration at the encirclement maneuver as he
still goes towards the rebar.
"Tell your kin to keep its distance or his beak will be broken into pieces by my hoof."
>>95097Is this supposed to be intimidate? And if so, against who?
>>95096Dark Star also seems confused
"Oh."
>>95100You need to pick one of three, because Iron would necessarily need to be facing in opposite directions to address either the talkative one or the one behind him
>>95099She lowers her ears and looks away