Lol, it's a roleplaying game to be played here on /vx/, essentially D&D, as that is the mechanics I will be using.
This story features an alternative timeline where Chrystalis, rather than doing the grand infiltration she did in the two part season finale of Season 6, unified a set of changeling hives, developed more modern weaponry, and attacked Equestria in force. Meanwhile, on the continent of Griffonia, the Equestrian colony of New Mareland suffered a Great Depression, excessive griffon immigration, and threats from griffon nations after the chaos caused by the fall of the Griffonian Empire. They declared Indepence, and installed a Pony Nationalist government called the Black Hooves. They invaded several smaller griffon nations, causing Equestria to declare war on them. When the Changelings invaded, New Mareland invaded the opposite side of Equestria, and ultimately Equestria was defeated and split down the middle.
This story takes place in the New Mareland occupied zone in the area of Baltimare, the Forbidden Jungles (of Daring Do), and the Dragon isle. It features both magic and modern weaponry from around the Interwar period.
It features a number of factions, including Communist Rebels, ponies who want to restore the Equestrian Monarchy, Changeling spies, and the New Mareland government. Further south in the forbidden Jungles, there are Bandits, Natives, Settlers, and Industrialists trying to develop the forests. This is of course besides the Chimera, Manticores, and so forth that one is liable to run into
An Orphaned pony that is looking to the Black Hoofs, For assistance. The only Friend He has Left is his Owl Companion. He is Currently Heading to The City Hall, to join the Black Hoofs Party.
Fort 4 Ref 4 will 1
Bolt Action Rifle
I guess we're starting now?
Okay, my character comes towards wherever-the-fug the exposition is centered, dragging a cart. She's cliaked in a dress that covers her mane and head, not unlike that of a Catholic nun; it appears to be rather a rather plain and formal attire, as though she were dressed for Sunday Mass.
The cloaked figure is dragging a small cart with a canvas tarp draped over it, and is slowly making her way towards the center of attention with slow, tired steps. By her head floats a cane made of gnarled, laqured wood, suspended in the air by magick as she slowly but drags her payload.
Well, I don't think i will let any players start
the game already in possession of a firearm other than a break-action rifle, anyways….
Before you stands the Grand Baltimare Hotel. 5 stories tall, the brick building is the tallest of the Baltimare City Square, and follows a model of Architecture popular in the 950's. Of course, it's not the "Grand Baltimare Hotel" anymore. The windows on the upper levels are sealed shut and closed, and the lower level has a small section of cast iron fencing around it. This is now the Headquarters of the Black Hooves in the Baltimare Autonomous District, and a new sign has (finally) been placed above the entrance to reflect that.
To the side of the steps that lead up to the entrance are two Griffons, one with a rust red feather coloration, and the other with black. They are tall and mean looking as Griffons tend to be. One is smoking, and both are wearing tan military uniforms, complete with “Brodie” metal helmets. Each carries a rifle in their claws, some sort of Karbiner of foreign manufacture. Up the steps, and by the door, are two ponies, one a lavender Earth pony and the other a white Unicorn who stand immediately by the door. They wear full black outfits that resemble police officer’s uniforms, but much darker. They wear caps that resemble officer’s caps, and while neither carries a gun, at least one can be seen to have a handgun in holster.
Which one seems to be in charge?
The gangway to the steamer is drops down onto the dock. The [i]Serene Traveller was a medium sized ship that carried as much or more mail and spices as passengers, but at least a hundred ponies, zebras, and other assorted races walked down on the docks. As you walk down, a Sailor directs you and all passengers to go through Customs.
At the customs house, you stand in line and eventually walk up to a tan Unicorn in Green uniform and with a black cap. He looks down at your cart, and says “looks like you have some items to declare.” He casts a spell on you. “Please give truthful responses to the following questions.”
He asks you in sequence the following questions. Please give answers to each in order
“What is your name?”
“What is your place of origin?”
“For What purpose do you come to the Baltimare Autonomous Region?”
“How long do you intend to stay? If you intend to stay indefinitely, answer that your purpose is ‘immigration’.”
“Are you currently or have you ever been a member of the communist party of any nation, or have you ever been a member of any left-wing political organization of any nation that seeks the establishment of a workers state by means of violent revolution?”
“Are you an Anarchist? That is, do you believe in the overthrow of the government by means of violence or assassination of public officials?”
“Are you or have you ever been a member of the Reformitsen parties of Hellquil or Longsword, or have you ever been a member of an organization that perpetrates genocide against ponies?”
“Finally, have you been infected with a vile or infectious disease in the past six months?”>>67951
Well, that'd be through the door
In a bar in Baltimare, a stallion is finishing up his duties cleaning up before heading to his room upstairs.
Does he have a long, heavy night of sulking in misery planned?>>67951
Eh, I'll set out the next scene. As you go up to the door, a black uniformed guard stops you, and pats you down for weapons.
You tell the guard that you want to join, and he directs you to a unicorn on the far left after you enter.
When you enter the first floor, you see an open lobby with a pair of marble counters, including of course, the unicorn on the far left. In the lobby are a few people walking by. A pair of ponies come down stairs, and in the corner, a minotaur in Tan stands with a submachine gun in strap hanging over his shoulder
As im walking towards the building i look at the griffons by the door and say "Hey Feathers, is this the place to join the Black hoofs?"
The one who is smoking looks up at you, and pauses for a moment to take out his cigarette.
"It's party headquarters, yes"
i salute everyone i see in the room over zealously.
>>67954>long, heavy night of sulking in misery
The minotaur looks at you with a kind of surprise. The mailman is even more surprised.
You may now approach the unicorn, who is sitting on a chair behind the counter. He is a very dark blue, and wears a black vest. His horn is covered in gold plate two thirds above the base, almost like a tooth filling. You can see that his left foreleg is actually a metal prosthetic. His Rear right leg is likewise prosthetic, missing below the thigh. Where his cutie mark should be on his left is a pink and tan area of hairless hide, as it it were burned off. On his right flank, you can see a cresting wave cutie mark>>67958
You are not drunk yet
Oh yes, the blue unicorn also has a black eye patch over his left eye, and a a scar on his mouth on the left side
He can't afford to be drunk when he doesn't have his papers.
Dark Star walks over to him "hello, i am DarkStar. i would like to join the party."
I see, so what is your next course of action?>>67962
"Dark star. I've been told you have applied before."
He reaches out his right hoof to Shake hooves
"What sort of membership role are you looking for? Enforcement? Or just a regular membership"
Onyx Steel decides to check that his weapon is out of sight before counting off some money to go look for a shop.
"My Name is Sea Breeze, by the way"
you can see he has a number of medals on his vest, though they look mostly like campaign medals
"Whereever i am needed,sir."
If it's in his room that is above the bar, then it is definitely out of sight from the general public
>counting off money
'Bout how much you think you have?
Enough pay to at least afford some bread.
"We need every frontline soldier, and every garrison reservist we can get. We don't have nearly enough Able bodied ponies">>67969
That, yes. But if you want super fancy ultra-magical gear…. I'm afraid you don't have that kind of paycheck
As long as he can get some bread in town to feed himself, he'll be fine.
"I am more than willing to be sent to the front sir, i dont have much left to live for anyways."
"Thank you. This one is my Zaphian campaign medal, this is my Hellquil campaign medal, this is wounded in action…" he lists like 5 of these>>67972
"Since you've come by here before, we can start the process. Follow me"
He gets up and makes a nad signal to a pony across the room. You notice this pony has great difficulty walking. He uses unicorn magic to move up his rear leg, and his front is stiff. He also seems to have pain with unicorn magic. The gold plate sparks a couple times.
He gets out from behind the counter, and walks into the lobby, over towards a stairwell
"Follow me up here. We need to do a test, then ask you some questions"
>>67952>“What is your name?”
"I go by the name of>“What is your place of origin?”
"I hail from hail from a monastary in the East, the Far East.">Purpose
"Have traveled from afar in to this city to devote myself to service to the poor. Where there are cities, there is poverty; I go where I sense I am needed.">How long
"For as long as I am welcome. Should the need for my services expire, I would humbly make my leave.">Are you an X
"Communist? What's that?" The mare seems perplexed at the pony's questions, seemingly not used to being asked so many things at once
"I assure you that needless violence is against my way of life. All life is sacred.">Longsword, Reformitsen, Hellquil, etc
"I don't recognize any of those names.">Disease/health
"I can wholeheartedly declare that I am in condition to serve." She says, puffing out her chest fluff boldly>Anarchist>Government>Revolution>Violence
"… I'm not entirely sure what a 'government' is, but I am more than willing to abide by the customs of this land."
>Something to declare
The cloaked mare smiles warmly beneath her shawl, as she slowly pulls back the tarp of her rickety old cart, using the tip of her gnarly cane.
The tarp falls away to reveal a cart filled mostly with fruits (bananas, leches, oranges, etc). Among the goods like a collection of medicinal herbs, of a rather old-fashioned variety. There appear to be several simple cloth dolls and wooden knick-knocks, pickles, candied fruits and other mundane goods, including a copiuous amount of Chinese medicine balls.
"Medicine, for the children.."
A magical glow gently picks a sealed red envelope (stamp included). On the outside of the package is a note to reveal that the envelope contains a letter of credit: a rather large donation addressed to a poverty center in the city.
"And expenses.. All I can afford to give."
Dark Star looks at him with pity as he follows behind him as not show disrespect by looking at him with pity to his face
"Yes Right Away,sir."
He walks down a hallway on the second floor, making you walk in front of him. He comes to a room where a white Griffon with, well, "sharper" features than normal stands. The Griffon opens the door.
"Go on in, this is the location. Please sit in that chair over there"
You are in what appears to have been a hotel room, with part of a wall taken out and a mirror placed in. In the room is a green earth pony in Black, who seems to be missing a hind-leg and has a prosthetic. He carries an automatic pistol in his mouth. The griffon stands on a separate side from you, and is holding a submachine gun
>looks for food market to buy some grub
i walk over to the chair and take seat.
"Uh, I'm going to put you down as answering 'no' to
questions 4, 5, 6, 7, and 8. Alright mam, it appears that you are eligible to enter Baltimare under an immigration visa. We'll make an ID for you and a visa, but as for your cart….. Well, I think we are going to need a customs officer to take a deeper look at that, if you wouldn't mind parting with it for an hour or so."
"But now, could you please follow me? we are going to have to do a mandatory test on you. Please don't be startled by the armed guards, this is only a precaution."
She directs you to go into another room to your right, as officers pull the cart away. A Red and Blue flag hangs, with a separate flag of red and blue stripes with a diamond shape, and two horseshoes in the center, one on top of the other and the top one upside down
"Merci Beaucoup" the griffon says to you
Sea breeze directs you to look straight into his eyes.
"Alright, please keep both eyes open. Please remain looking at me. And don't mind them with the weapons, it is only a precaution. The Griffon has his submachine gun pointed at you, aiming down the iron sights (from a direction to your left, so he wouldn't hit Sea breeze in front of you), and the green earth pony aims his pistol at you as he stands to your right and to your front.
Sea breeze says "please be calm and still"
*Follows the pony*
In this new room there is a sectioned off area. Two ponies with green uniforms stand, with three blue uniformed officers stand over to the side spread out. One of the blue uniformed officers approaches her
"You must be restrained for the duration of the test." She places what are essentially handcuffs on the kirin's forehooves, then back off. You can see that the three ponies have now drawn pistols and are aiming them at her
"Look into my eyes," says a green uniformed pony. He pulls out a flash light, and aims it into the kirin's eyes. "Don't blink."
He does this to each eye for a number of seconds, and then turns the light off.
"Alright, we are done."
He makes a hand signal to the blue uniformed officers, and they put their guns down. One comes and takes the hoof cuffs off.
"Alright, proceed to the room on your right.">>67983
Sea Breeze pulls out a flash light, turns in on, and shines it into Dark Star's right eye. "keep 'em open." The light is blinding. He does it to the left eye, then says "Alright," and turns off his light. He looks over to the griffon, and says "Jeane, that's all for now, you are excused." The griffon leaves the room.
The earth pony sits down in a chair looking at dark star
"Was that a Changeling test?"
|Rolled 3 + 9|
Rolling Spellcraft, to attempt to discern what they did (she thinks it's magic).
*Proceeds to room on right*
Onyx steel works in a commercial area that is not far from several markets. Across the street is a normal grocery market, as well as a delicatesin. Instead of either of these, he goes to a much poorer bakery. He sees a pony outside that looks like a young colt, with a black coat, grey mane, and wearing red vest. He says to passers by
"Why should our taxes go to foriegn imperialists? Our landowners and facotory owners get rich off our product. Why can we only afford to buy bread when they live lives of luxury? Fellow workers of the world, I tell you not the Princess nor the Black Hooves nor the monstrous changelings have the interests of the working class in mind"
Onyx sits down and listens while deciding what meager meal he'll eat tonight.
"Maybe he's right…"
With her advanced knowledge of magic, the kirin is able to discern that no magic was invloved - they shined a flash light into her eyes while she was restrained and pointed guns at her>>67988
"Alright, sit here, and smile"
A flash of light blinds her before she is ready>>67986
"Aye mate, I see you know something already. Now let me ask you a few questions"
The Unicorn looks at Dark Star
"Do you swear to tell the truth, and nothing but the truth?"
He casts magic on Dark Star (zone of truth)
"Why do you want to join the Black Hooves?"
"How do you feel about Priness Celestia?"
"How do you feel about Griffons?"
"Are you a Communist?">>67990
The little colt actually wags his tail in an adorable way, and hands onyx hoof a pamphelt
"Hello fellow worker? What's your name? You look like a crystal pony. Are you from the Crystal empire?"
"The name's Onyx, and I was from the Empire…"
"Nice to meet you Onyx, My Name is Olly. I'm really sorry about what happened to your homeland. Do you have loved ones there?"
"I do, but I haven't heard from them since they left…"
Onyx shrugs a bit
"But hey, mail travels slowly during a war."
"Aye, Let's hope they are okay under those parasitic Changelings…. Do you need a bite to eat, and would you like a helping hoof?"
"Eh, I'm just out to buy a small meal tonight. But I do thank you for the offer, and the pamphlet."
>>67991>"Do you swear to tell the truth, and nothing but the truth?"
"Yes">"Why do you want to join the Black Hooves?"
"to Honor my family.">"How do you feel about Priness Celestia?"
"Shes fairly attractive,id like to take her out behind the barn if you know what i mean *wink* And she is A traitor to our people.">"How do you feel about Griffons?"
"on the whole They Seem Fairly Decent. But Theres a Specific Griffion i Hate.">"Are you a Communist?"
"if i was i would put myself Down. I Hate Communists more than anything else in existence."
"Alright, it looks like we have you cleared. As for your cart, well! I don't think you've ever heard of 'the Gastly blight' but it kills the hell out of citrus fields. We are going to have to confiscate your fruit - the bananas, oranges, all of it - and burn it. You, however, are free."
They hand you your cart back with what is left of your stuff, and a seperate pony hands you a document. It is a visa with your name and picture on it. You can see your eyes are closed for it.
You are now free to walk out into Baltimare>>67997
Any time you need a helping hoof, we have a kitchen just up the road that gives out meals for free."
The Pamplet shows Proud ponies harvesting wheat together and sharing food on its cover, all in the socialist realism style
You go into the bakery, where there is bread on the wall, a pony buying bread, and a sort of tired earth pony with a wiry black mane at the counter>>67998
Sea Breeze laughs at the part about having sex with Celestia
"To honor your family and a specific griffon? Did you have a life experience that affected your decision to join the Black Hooves?"
Is she directed to go anywhere else after the picture?
They hand her her visa, and her cart, and tell her "Welcome to Baltimare."
"May a purchase a loaf of bread?">>68000
He looks kind of grumpy, but says "Yeah. That colt try to get you to join his religion or something?"
"Just a bit, I haven't even looked it over"
"Yes, my brother and i where orphaned at a young age.He Had a Friend In The Black Hoofs Back in New Mareland Before the war.He told me all about Fascism and i loved it. But he was Murdered just Before the war started, By a Griffon By the name of Scar. so i thought that maybe the party could help me."
"Oh, young mare, I almost forgot to tell you the terms of your visa. Your visa can be suspended, and you may be removed from the country if you are found to be materially aiding the enemies of Baltimare, or if you engage in Aggravated criminal activity. You are also not allowed to be a member of the communist party while here, and becoming a member can result in your removal">>68004
"He's been trying to direct my customers away all day">>68005
Sea breeze is a little perplexed
"you want the party to help you?"
"Sorry to hear that sir"
"Aye, now how much bread do you want?"
"Celesta never had anyone look into it. I thought Maybe i Could Find Some Comrades to Help me track him down."
|Rolled 12 + 9|
Rolling knowledge (nature) to see if I know about Ghastly Blight
"Just a loaf will do"
Ghastly blight is a fungus that affects many species of fruit bearing trees and plants. It is native to Zebrica and afflicts plants there, including causing multiple famines. It has more recently spread to Equestrian shores, and has already caused thousands of acres of many fruit trees to die, and need to be burned in containment. It does not yet threaten the trees and wildlife of the Forbidden jungles - the trees are well spaced apart, unlike in fruit orchards. Baltimare has ennacted customs requirements on fruit as a precaution to protect it's local industry>>68009
"I see, who is he and where did this happen? Did you contact the local police?">>68011
"Here you go, that'll be three bits. You know, what that kid says about the Princess is utterly disgraceful."
>>68012>Hands over bits
"Thank you. And you're right. Where would our light be without her to raise the sun?"
he closes his eyes and places his hoof over his heart
"Praise Celestia and her light"
He looks at Onyx
"You sort of sparkle though. Are you one of those crystal folks?"
I think one of my spells could fix that. They probably wouldn't believe her if she fixed it though…
The Kirin mare seems visibly disappointed by the loss of the fruit she had planned to donate, but sits patiently and does not argue with the guards. With what remains of her humble dowry, she makes her way to the orphanage with her delivery.
"Yes, i was told word had been sent to celestia,But She Never got around to helping me. so i did a little digging, and found out his name, its Scar. He is a white feathered griffion with bright red markings, ive heard he might be lying low in the south."
"You'd be correct"
Onyx then looks back over his coat
"Not as shiny as usual though"
The kirin walks forward into the city from the Customs house. She can see many walking around, buildings of 3 to 6 stories, and many carriages. More than one Automobile and Truck goes through the streets, faster than the horse drawn carriages and seeming sort of dangerous. But they are the exception, not the rule. the city is much bigger and more urban and industrialized than she is used to. Mostly it appears clean. Mostly. The city is not, however, quite what she had expected. it is less impressive than the images she sees of Manehattan, appearing smaller, with shorter buildings, and fewer factor stacks. It does, however, look like it is probably host to a number of disadvantaged ponies >>68014
"I see. Now, how do you plan to help the Black Hooves?">>68017
"So, you a, pledge allegiance to that Love Princess? What are you doing down here?"
Is there an orphanage or similar poverty center she could visit?
"The war ended up driving me here"
"Whatever The Party Needs Me to do.Sir"
She'd need to ask somepony for that, or find a map, or succeed on a knowledge check>>68020
"I see. Well, I hope you have a better day tomorrow">>68021
He moves around his prosthetic leg to a more comfortable position.
"Half this city is run by Communists, down south we have bandits and occasionally unruly bandits, all with the ever looming threat of changeling infiltration or invasion."
Onyx takes his bread and heads back to his room above the bar.
|Rolled 16 + 10|
Rolling Survival to navigate through the city
>>68023I'm not perfectly sure what to do with your character now>>68024
Oh she could navigate it alright. But she doesn't know where to go
"I Would be Partial to removing the communists if i have a choice."
|Rolled 7 + 10|
Is that knowledge Geography?
That's not a class skill for me, so I could only roll if it were common knowledge (DC 10).
Ignore that roll
|Rolled 18 + 3|
"Well, that actually coincides with what we had in mind. You see, we can't really afford to train you formally or let you in just yet, but we could let you in on a provisional basis if you could maybe prove yourself to us with a sort of…. 'task,' if you will">>68029
ROLL FOR INITIATIVE>>68027
just buy a map or ask somepony>>68030
eeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Where do you want to start?
Rolling Gather Information to find the orphanage.
"A task you say? What did you have in mind?"
Undetermined. I haven't read the thread very far, just wanted to get my hoof in the door
The kirin finally decides to just ask somepony. The first pony was offended that a stranger wanted to talk to him, the second one was kind of creepy, but the third one had some useful inormation.
"Why I think you are looking for the Ophranage at the top of the Hill. It's operated by the Sisters of Saint Prancis. I think they would welcome volunteers. just go down this road until the end, then to the left down the end">>68033
"We have two of our griffon reservists that we believe are secretly members of the communist party here in Baltimare. We'd love to follow them, but, well, we don't have any pony that whose faces they haven't already seen. We'd like you to follow them in a couple nights, and if you can, sit in on their meeting. We think they meet somewhere in the factories near the docks. Now, just meeting and talking about communism is not illegal, but if they are planing the overthrow of the state, if they have foriegn supporters, or if they are importing arms, well… that is arrestable >>68034
Onyx steel walks down the street. After traversing some distance, a Dire Rat springs out of a trashcan.
It closes distance in its round, where it has initiative>>68035
That's okay, I am starting each character separately at the moment
|Rolled 17 + 9|
Onyx steps on the rat
The Kirin lowers her head in a modest bow.
"I humbly thank you for your assistance."
She gives him a silent prayer, and heads off in the direction he showed her, with her cart of donations in tow.
"Can i beat up on them if they are communists?"
Rolling for damage>>68038
She goes down the street past restaraunts, shops, and eventually even things like factories, until the building narrow out a bit. She finds herself on a hill that she can be sure is the orphanage. It is three stories tall, grey brick, and there is a nice, inviting door.>>68039
"Only if they do one of the things I mentioned - conspire against the government, conspire with foreigners, so forth"
Blood splatters everywhere as Onyx's oblong step is enough to crush the rat, killing it instantly
The Kirin Sister wheels her cart up to the door and takes a moment to ensure that her shawl is in order, before politely knocking on the front door with her oversized cane.
"Maybe I could stand to lose a few pounds…."
The door is opened by a brownish Earth pony dressed fully in black dress. "Come in! What is your name?"
"Ill be honored to Do this for the party,Sir."
"Well, you seem trustworthy enough…."
He looks away for a moment, then back again.
"I think we can allow you on a provisional basis. Complete this task, and you will able to get more priviliges"
"You need only know them as "red" and "Black." He hands over two images of griffons. Despite having similair color schemes to the two griffons outside the building, they seem distinct looking. In fact, you have to notice that the griffons you have seen look kind of…. diverse
"Find out where these two of our reservists are going, and maybe you can join. Don't shoot anyone you aren't supposed to, or we will disown you and say you are a random criminal."
He pushes over a revolver pistol, then a box of shells>>68044
Onyx looks over to his side, and sees that a little white pegasus colt has been watching. He was so close, his face is covered in blood. he has a horrified expression…. at first. His face turns to an expression of Glee.
"That was AWESOME! You are incredibly strong Mr."
Onyx really hopes this doesn't turn into a repeat of all the new recruits seeing his strength for the first time.
He makes sure to turn so his injured eye is away from the kid.
The Kirin bows politely.
"Greetings, sister. You may call me call me Ash.
I hailed from a far away land to devote myself to serving the poor children of this city."
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"Yes,Sir. I thank you for giving me this opportunity.">red and black
"Mr., you are so strong, do you think maybe you could help my daddy?">>68050
The Pony Enthusiastically shakes her hooves.
"Aye, I'm Sister Marery. We are the nuns of the Order of Saint Prancis, and we take care of the Poor orphaned Children. You know there have been so many since the War, and we haven't been able to get as much money from canterlot. We need all the help we can get….">>68052
Sea Breeze tells you more Where you could expect to find these two. They don't know for sure, but a coworker heard some things, and has seen them around with the wrong crowds. as for the communists meetings, they haven't done many of them, mostly because of fear of police raids, and when they do, they rarely do anything, well, illegal. But they seem to have grown more audacious recently, like something is up.
Onyx's ears twitch
"What kind of help?"
"Would you like me to infiltrate them?"
"Well, you see Mr., my daddy owns a shop on the other side of town, and there are these ponies that come in and take money from him. They say it is for his protection, and that I don't need to worry about it, but I've seen the way he looks the two times I was there when it happened. And well, you look like one of those people who fight to help others.>>68055
"Of course. Or at least spy on them from a distance. They don't know who you are, so if they find you, it won't cause them to flee thinking there is a raid. Or shoot you. Keep your cool, and find out what is going on"
"I will not fail you,sir."
Sea Breeze shakes Dark Star's hoof, and allows him to leave
Onyx looks like he's seriously considering saying no, before sighing and hanging his head down.
"I'll help, but first I need to grab something. Can you wait here?"
"I would wish to assist in anyway I can.
If you would accept, I have brought a humble offering to the children of this establishment."
She wheels in her (reduced) cart full of goods and pulls out the red envelope from her chest fluff.
"As much as I could offer, for their sake."
As Dark Star Leaves the building, he walks up to the minotuar in the lobby.
"Excuse me which way to the docks?"you did say they were at the docks right?
The colt looks up at him, impressed, and sits on the ground>>68060
"Why, Praise Celestia! Sisters, we have donations! A number of other ponies come down, all wearing similar black dress. They go over to the cart, and pull up items. "We've been very poor. The Orphanage run by the Domanenicans had to shut down in Moonlight Shores…">>68061
Sea Breeze pulls out a map, and shows the approximate location. He doesn't know the exact building, and in any event they probably change it regularly
Onyx chuckles a bit while heading back to get his halberd. Once he returns, he asks the colt to lead the way.
*salutes Sea Breeze as hes leaving*
The colt happily prances forward. You can see he was actually a decent way away from the shop. The shop is a flower establishment, and when he walks through the door, he gets a face full of pollen, and can see the Stallion who the colt says is his father: A tan Pegasus who looks a bit older and with a beard. When he moves, he seems to have a sort of limp, as if he had an injury to his side or his hip
"That's so unfortunate.. I shall do all I can to help.."
Then her expression warms somewhat
"Now, where are the children?"
"Good day sir. Your son met me in the street and asked if I could help you. I was wondering what you needed help with."
Sea Breeze nods, and Dark Star leaves the building. He has a holster for his revolver, and a permit, but the pistol is visible when he wears only a vest. Or whatever he wears>>68066
"Right down this way."
Sister Marery goes first into the room. The children seem to be frightened. They are actually hiding underneath covers.
"It's okay little ones, it's not the Stallions from the Harbor. You can come out. This is Sister Ash, she comes from the East and has brought goods for us." The little colts and fillies come out. They look kind of malnourished, actually, and the clothing they have looks used
"We really can't say how grateful we are."
A little tan colt comes up to Ash
"What are you supposed to be exactly?"
A fillie pokes at her scales>>68068
"You here for the Florist job?"
*Dark Star heads to a tailor*
Onyx looks at the kid
"Is that why you brought me here?"
The envelope is rather gaudy, laced with chinese symbols like the envelopes given to children on new years (pic related). Inside is a considerable amount of money, worth more than 9000 bits. It should be enough to pay off the mortgage for he church, and pay for any renovations necessary.
"My sisters pooled the last of our resources for this package. Our temple has been all but disbanded in these past few years; it's the least we could do to offer what we had left to the needy.."
She looks somewhat gloomy
".. I have no place to return to.. I can only beg your hospitality, and pledge to you my services."
The colt looks to Onyx and his father
"You know father, the men who come in and take your money"
"for the seventh time, they are business associates of mine, nothing you need to concern yourself with. And who is this guy"
"He's a big big guy who hurts dangerous things. He looks like one of the soldiers of old">>68070
Baltimare does not have the fancy Saddle Row of Manehattan, nor the high class boutiques of Canterlot, nor even the tailors of Filliedelphia. but it has it's selection, and a few shops exist in Baltimare worth your time and bits. What are you looking for?
"I see, we too have hard times, I am sorry for your temple. May Celestia be with you and your sisters"
Sister Marery takes the envelope and is astonished, shocked beyond words.
"Aye, if we take this, we're not going to get a visit by stallions in a month demanding interest, are we?"
The Sister smiles warmly, her mood visibly lifting in the presence of the children.
"I'm glad to meet you all." She says, kneeling down to eye level>What are you supposed to be exactly
She passes for a bit, somewhat unsure how to respond
"… I'm your new new Sister, of course…" She says, dodging the question
Onyx absent mindedly kicks at the ground
"Well, um, I'm sorry to have intruded then."
"… Interest..? For charitable donations..?"
You walk to the store of the Pommel Fashion line, a one story building with nice Stallion's dress in the front. A older stallion with grey hair greats you.
"Good afternoon sir" he says with a fancy accent
"What can I do for you today?>>68077
"Are you going to help us?"
"What happened to sister Sage?"
"your horn looks funny">>68079
"Well I just wasn't sure if we were being tricked into a loan or…">>68078
"No! come back! My dad needs help, he just won't admit it"
"hello,Sir. Do you Have a Duster Coat? And do you sell cowpony hats?"
"Well, I don't know kid. Do you have any ideas of what I could do?"
"Indeed, we can get you a duster coat. As for the hat, well, I believe I know what you want, yes">>68083
"If you could stay around until they come. I know they come every month. They came a couple days ago and he told them he didn't have money. They said they would be back. Soon"
"Yes, I will."
Sister Ash takes the hoof of Marey, stopping her as she speaks.
"Trust me. Only a wicked fool would think to deal 'loans' (she seems to spit this word out) to those who had nothing to offer themselves."
Onyx stares at the kid for a minute.
"Alright fine, I got nothing better to do anyway"
The foal is tickled and giggles. A swarm of foals slowly start to attack her wild mane, feel the weirdly shaped horn, and rub the scales
"Aye indeed, but there are plenty of wicked foals in this world."
She moves around, and kneels down next to Ash, almost wispering.
"So tell me. Ya not a follower of Celestia are ya?'
"Do they come in Black?"
The colt sits him down in the flower shop. A couple customers come in or out, mostly buying for funerals and grave sites… or something. He's actually not entirely sure what people buy flowers for. The colt seems to spend time helping water flowers and the like, or checking petals for damage and so forth, and putting price tags on things. Onyx sits there for like an hour. The Stallion tells him his name is Petal Prancer, and tells Onyx far more than he could ever want to know about flowers>>68088
"Indeed they do. We have fifty shades of black"
"I cannot say that I am.. yet.. The people of my homeland are unfamiliar with the ways of your own. My allegiance is with nature, and my pledge to give up my body and spirit to those who cannot provide for themselves."
Then she bows once more.
"I humbly request to preach under your guidance, in service of these children."
"You can stay certainly. We've got the room. As for vows, that can only be bestowed on the full followers of the Universal Colt of the Sun"
*Bows for the six gorrilionth time*
"I will be in your care."
And with that, I'm turning in for the night.
"How many bits will those be Sir?"
For the fancy, and fully fit? We could rush it in an hour or so at 150 bits for the set
"that sounds good to me. ill be back in an hour" *Dark Star shakes the ponys hoof*
"i never got your name sir. mines Dark Star."
Are there any run-down, abandoned buildings for a shifty vagabond type?
"My Name is Trim Fit, thank you sir. By the way, if you need anything else, I can tell you where to look">>68097
This is Baltimare. Baltimare
. Hell yes there are run down buildings? What are you looking for, abandoned house, abandoned factory, buildings that were nice before they got hit with an Artillery shell?
Oooh! The last one!
"Well, i was thinking of finding a nice bar and heading there for an hour. Do you know any good ones?"
Well, I must say that you've come to the right place.
East of Main street, between the Harbor and the city square, lies the oak branch apartments. This was a very nice part of town with nice little shops on the first level and apartments above them. However, the nothern section had it's roof cave in after being hit by Naval artillery fire. The southern portion has a smaller hole in it's roof, but was abandoned for some reason. Something about an unexploded 500 lbs bomb in the basement, I don't know, normies are superstitious in their understanding of what is and is not a safe place to live. Anyways, it has several rooms that are actually not water damaged, even if all of the windows on the first floor have been broken by looters. Thanks to an abundance of abandoned buildings in Baltimare, you may not even have to share it.And if you don't like that, there are more>>68100
The guy leans over and looks at him
"I don't think you're the kind of guy who wants a nice
bar. I think you want one as rugged as you are"
"This seems a decent enough place to start" the shifty bat-pone Eeeeee's thinks
to himself, his eyes taking in the remant aesthetics of the building. "Doesn't seem to be anyone here, and the price is right." he Eeeeee's as he carefully sidesteps broken glass and fragments of debris. Locating the most apparently stable room (preferably one with 2 exits) he unties his pack and begins laying out his bedroll. "Baltimare,…" he whispers quietly to himself as he lays down. He lays there, unable to sleep as his mind is racing.
"Let me tell you. There's this tavern in center town that is neither Hoity Toity, nor a hive of villainy. Just right in the middle. It's Called the East Side Tavern on East Main">>68103
There is an entire apartment free, with an exit out the back and front
Roll for Listen check
Stats are unassigned or determined so far, but let's see what the dice says
You don't hear him until he's in the room. You get up to see a pissed off badger. Evidently the room wasn't
so empty after all, as it yells at you in that weird animal language the vermin are liable to use
Is it hostile, or just pissy?
"Oh ffs, piss off you damn,… what sort of insult DO you call a badger?" he Eeee's internally, hooking a hoof on one of his throwing knives.
What is that roll?
>>68104sorry got distracted by memes
"Thank you,Mr fit. ill be back in an hour or two."
*heads to the bar*
Uhhhh, sense motive? It totally wasn't a mistake of not deleting the dice roll from previous, I swear
Oh it's freaking hostile.
"Rable Rable get out of my house!">>68111I'm guessing you want to meet up with Onyx?
Well, he's offline now, and I want him to have a fight before he goes back to the tavern
Throwing knife>inb4 I wasted my chance with that accidental roll
|Rolled 14 + 6|
Rolling damage and to see if that is a critical
We Could say some time passes if you want.
The Knife lands right in the eye of the angry badger, and it falls to the ground, bleeding. Dead. It looks like, by right of adverse possession, you have won the apartment against the opposing claimant. Also, there is a dead badger getting blood on the floor>>68118
You head down to the bar and see the establishment, a two story wooden building
Stick it again double-tap
Any ponies of interest outside?
upon plunging your knife into it, you discover it had a tiny bit of life left in it as it bled out. But it's definitely dead now. And thus you learn the valuable lesson of the important of the Double Tap.>>68121
At the moment, nopony appears to be outside of the establishment. At least, no pony you can recognize
*Dark Star walks in*
"Who's house?" he quietly mocks the badger before realizing that there's now a dead animal in his room. "At least it wasn't the cops," he sighs, dragging the body to another room before returning to retire for the night. "So far, so good" he Eeeeee's internally. "Too bad about that blight though, what I wouldn't give for a kiwi."
A Dark Brown earth pony bar tender stands behind the bar. Other ponies sit else where in the bar, playing pool or talking>>68124
Alas, there are no kiwis. They are outrageously expensive, like 2 bits just for one of them. No police either
Any good looking Mares?
I mean, how good is good looking? Like maybe two 5s? It's a week night
*Walks over to the bartender*
He looks up and smiles
"What can I get for you tonight?"
"Some Apple Whiskey,Sir."
The bar tender pours him a shot
"I thought our help would be here by now"
"I mean a guy who works here. He doesn't usually bar tend though. Cleans dishes and such. Anyways, it's just me tonight, that's all I meant to say. Anyways, how's your day?"
"ah things are looking up for me, thanks for asking. if you need some help i could assist with dishes or something."
"I am good now"
He hands over the drink
Dark star drinks it
"can i get another one?"
He pours another one
"hey what do you think of the communist running around?"
"They've been doing this since before the War, they've always been popular here. I can tell you I don't want the state taking my bar"
"Ah yea i could imagine, i wouldnt want my property taken either. How do you feel about the Black Hoofs?"
"They fucked us over in the war. We could have held off the Changelings if they hadn't come in"
*thinking horse noises*
*Drinks the second shot*
"Well there certainly better than the changelings and the communists."
"That's not saying much"
A guy takes issue with his last point, and interjects
"Oh please, Celestia declared war on them because she wanted to protect Griffons, and couldn't even keep the Changelings out of Los Pegasus. Hell, the Black hooves are the only ones who keep Chrysalis off Celestia's own throne"
"All Celestia Cared about was Staying on her throne, she didn't care about us, and certainly not about me."
“Well, that [i]is what the communists have been saying for the last several years now, so you aren’t alone in thinking that”
He starts to clean a glass
"Bartender Pour him and me another drink."
He pours the two another drink
The one who spoke is a grey Earth Pony with a pick axe cutie mark
where is he at? is he at a table? or at the bar?
At the bar, further down
"Whats your name friend? mines DarkStar."
He looks over, at first uneasy to talk, and perhaps still reluctant
"My name is Steel Heart"
He takes a drink
"Thank's for the drink," and looks forward again
how long has it been?
"I had been for many years, worked in the Smokey Mountains as a miner."
"I always wondered how mining operations worked."
"They had gotten better over the years. It used to be we had to remove the ore with shovels. They brought in steam shovels, then real big steam shovels, first to remove the top soil, then to remove the ore. I did pretty much all of this over the years"
"The Black Hoof party Values our Workers more than the Communist ever could. The communists only pretending they love the worker until they take power then the workers are oppressed terribly."
He seems unsure how to respond to that, and looks at him strange. He takes another drink.
"Bartender,can i get one more."
The bartender obliges, giving another shot
How strong is this whiskey?
Evidently not strong enough for your purposesI don't drink alcohol, so I can't really say what it is doing and how long it would take, only that it's enough that the bar tender should be aware you wouldn't be allowed to legally drive a vehicle if it were in the U.S.
*stars humming the theme song*
Onyx's patience is now running a bit thin.
"Listen kid, I'm sure you care a lot about your dad. But nothing is happening"
He looks at you with eyes of unfathomable sadness.
I was wanting to finish with Onyx Steel, so no unless you know what you want to do with your character now
Onyx sighs and looks at the kid.
"Listen, I've been here for the better part of a day and I know more about roses than I ever cared to learn. How much longer will I have to wait?"
*Drunk horse going on a rant about fascism noises*
My character would only be getting to know the orphanage as she stands.
The colt continues looking cute
"Dad closes shop in an hour. If they come today, it will be in the next hour">>68174
Steel Heart is… still surprised. Listening, I guess
|Rolled 7 + 6|
I'm going to go ahead and roll Knowledge (Religion) to see what my character knows about Equestrian Clergy, particularly this church.
Onyx decides that he was just gonna drink alone anyway, so he might as well just stick around.
I could use some more ranks in that skill…
"You seem surprised,Have you not heard about their policies?"
The main portion of the orphanage includes a kitchen, a common area, a play area for the younger fillies and colts, and all of the room. The colts and fillies are of every race, mostly children who lost parents to disease, crime, or the War. The orphanage is definitely full, but seems as if it has fewer foals than sister mary's description of the situation would imply. The sisters act with extreme distrust to stragers, and many of the foals hide when Ash walks into the room, but warm to her almost immediately.
The building is attached to a nunnery, which includes multiple classrooms where nuns teach the children. There is a chapel that always has nuns praying to the Princesses, with nice stained glass windows, besides dorms an such for the sisters. Out back, there is a garden with edible plants, and a small graveyard >>68177
Unfortunately, she doesn't know that much about the Pransiscan Order. All She can really know is that they are a mendicant order of the Universal Colt of the Goddess of the Sun founded many centuries ago by Saint Prancis of Ass-Easternly. They follow an ascetic lifestyle and preach helping the poor. You know they do charity work and religious education. Aside from that, you don't know much else>>68178
An hour goes by, and ponies come in and out, and buy flowers. The father is finally about to close up shop>>68180
He seems uninformed
Onyx decides to step just out the door while the shop is closed up.
The air is a bit colder now, sort of surprising for the time of year and location. Ponies are on the street, and the colt comes up to him, and holds onto his leg
>>68183>Picks up leg>Shakes
"Listen, I'm not leaving yet. Just staying out of the way"
Some ponies pass by. Probably 5 minutes after closing time, a dark Earth pony and a Diamond Dog walk up, wearing black jackets. They walk past, and go in. No one has said anything to you nor have they said anything, but you can be pretty sure that these creatures are sketchy as hell. The Diamond dog's right claw is underneath his jacket. They approach the pegasus
Onyx ducks inside before the door closes, hoping this isn't about to go down how he knows it will.
"They Believe in A Strong Independent Economy, coordinating large corporations with the state, busting labor unions, and strong state-based worker protections, so the People Dont Get Fucked over,like they did under celestia and would under communism."
The Earth pony goes up to the father and can be heard saying
"So where's the money"
"I told you that I don't have it. I need more time"
"We gave you more time"
The colt hides behind you, and doesn't feel the need to state the obvious>>68187
Steel Hooves takes another drink
How many foals/nuns are staying there altogether?
Sister Ash goes about the church, politely introducing herself to all the foals and the nuns. Later she asks Sister Marey (or whoever's in charge) where she can begin to help.
Onyx grabs his halberd in his mouth, and knocks it on the ground enough to make a decently loud klank
"Hey Bartender, id like to invest in your business."
I want to say there are around 10 nuns and 3 dozen foals, maybe more foals.
As stated before, the foals tend to be reticent, and the Sisters tend to avoid her or move away. Sister Marery starts to accompany her as she walks around to tell them "It's okay" and "she's not from the waterfront. They seem much nicer after that. Most seem fascinated by her scales and weird horn. Not only have they never met a kirin before, they haven't even heard of one
Sister Marery tells her we need help most with the laundry. But something tells me you would do well in the garden">>68190
The Earth pony looks at him, and the Diamond Dog turns fully towards him. The Diamond dog moves his hand out to show he is and has been holding a long knife, which he displays to Onyx. The Earth pony says "Oh, you want to go medieval
?" The Diamond Dog says, in a voice that is a bit too high pitched for such a large creature "You're not with the police. Who sent you?">>68191
Now the bartender
takes a drink.
The Earth Pony reaches to evidently draw a weapon
"1000 bits. i want this place to succeed."
Sister Ash dutifully proceeds to the garden and inspects the plants.
|Rolled 3 + 12|
Onyx decides there's no time like the present, and charges the Earth pony.
|Rolled 17 + 3|
|Rolled 2 + 6|
He raises his eyebrows
"That could be a 10% share">>68195
The more prominent portion of the garden concerns plants used for spices and the like. Mint, Rosemary, so forth. These plants grow bountifully. There is also a section that grows lettuce and tomatoes, besides peppers and cabbage. This is in less well shape. There is a small orchard of plums and apples, which the sister tells you don't grow as well here as in more temperate climates. You can see that there is a field where corn is growing, not fully successfully. Sister Rose tells you they made the field to try to see if the Earth ponies of the orphanage can learn how to grow. Not full success>>68196
Hits, and rolling 1d10+6 damage on the Earth Pony. The Diamond Dog attacks with his knife
Oof, that's a hit.
|Rolled 3 + 1|
The Earth pony is unambiguously wounded. He Stabs you with his knife. The Diamond Dog's hit lands. Rolling damage
"That seems fine. i have an arrangement i need to get to, Good Day Gentlecolts."
|Rolled 7 + 10|
Onyx then quickly switches targets to stab at the dog.
|Rolled 10 + 8|
|Rolled 19 + 3|
I forgot to to roll the attack for the Earth pony
That attack on the diamond dog lands
*DarkStar leaves the bar*
Sister Ash closes her eyes and takes in the presence of the garden.
In a subtle, whispered tone, she gives a silent prayer in her native language. And uses up her prepared *Plant Growth* spell, using the *Enrichment* power of the spell. Link for convinience:https://dnd-wiki.org/wiki/SRD:Plant_Growth
Then she picks up some gardening tools and puts herself to work.
But yeah, it seem every attack will be hitting today.
|Rolled 16 + 3|
The Dog falls to the floor. He is Dead.
The Earth Pony decides to turn and run away. He is bleeding Badly and not running fast.
A mare walking by heard the commotion and looked through the widows. She yells at the top of her lungs "POLICE!!!!" and runs
Rolling to see if the Earth Pony's stab was a critical
|Rolled 6 + 1|
The Earth pony's knife landed in a soft spot, causing double damage
You have taken 18 total damage to health. You are bleeding badly. The Earth pony is disengaging and limping away. The ponies in the store are shocked.
|Rolled 2 + 8|
Onyx winces, dropping his halberd, before attempting to overrun the Earth Pony
|Rolled 19 + 1|
Uh, I guess so.
The Earth pony's strength check opposes
Your attempt to overrun the Earth pony has failed, and both of you fall to the ground in a pile of blood
Onyx then turns his head in the direction of the colt.
"YOU HAPPY NOW?"
Onyx collects himself, and limps away before the police arrive.
The Earth Pony gets back up to continue to limp back out>>68215
The colt smiles and waves. "You are my hero." As you leave the shop, probably at least six ponies across the street watch on in a kind of curious shock, having been alerted by the Mare
Onyx finds his way back to the bar, smiling the whole way back.
Do i see this crowd as im heading to the clothing store?
I think you need to make a dice roll.
Do you want to? If you want to, you can
yea i do
"Hey! Whats going on here!?"
4 Baltimare police officers are at the scene of a crime at a shop. Ponies talk to each other and whisper>>68222
You manage to leave the street, but don't go far until a Pegasus and an Earth Pony pass you. They wear Blue Police uniforms and caps, with "BPD" on their uniforms. You are very visibly injured. They stop and address you, very clearly concerned about your wounds
"By Celestia, are you alright?" a mare asks, as if the answer weren't abundantly obvious
"Y-yes I'm fine"
Onyx doesn't look nervous at all.
"What happend here?"
|Rolled 7 + 10|
Well, that's going to occupy her for the rest of the morning.
Rolling Survival to predict the weather for the next few days in advance (DC 15, +1 for each additional day).>I'm only asking this because some of my spells have varying affects depending on weather.
The mares get on each side of him, and look more closely at his wounds
"You look like you've been stabbed">>68225
A police officer says "It looks like there was an altercation over a "protection" payment. One is dead. He's a known gangster. A crystal Earth pony is still missing, as is a dark Earth pony. Both are wounded and fled the scene"
A black uniformed officer walks up. You can immediately recognize him as the Green Earth Pony who was there when you were questioned at Black Hooves Headquarters
A civilian across the street whispers "good riddance">>68226
Cloudy with a chance of rain, especially Tuesday
"Hey,I remember you from the headquarters. Do you guyss need any help here?"
"I promise you, I've had much worse"
Sister Ash works for the rest of the morning in the garden, meticulously tending to the crops, plucking away weeds and parasites, watering the fruiting branches, and other mundane tasks.
He looks at him.
"Dark Star isn't it? Anyways, this isn't really our jurisdiction. But you can see the local police are having their time with the local organized crime"
"Is there an Suspected Communist Involvement?"
"No. If it were, we'd be involved. It just looks like another death to crime. You can thank Mayor Larry Berry for that"
"I don't think we can let you go when you are in that bad of shape. Let us take you to the Hospital. You can get free treatment there"
"Ah,ok is there a mafia Family in town?"
Meanwhile, the edgy bat-pone who has yet to introduce himself finally wakes up as the sun begins to set.
"Fug,… hungry again. Guess I'd better go find something."
Onyx's eye twiches as he realizes he left his only possession in the store.>>68235
"It's merely a scratch, I was just on my way home to treat it myself"
"There's crime syndicates. Exactly what they do is a bit mysterious, but this dog here was apparently in a protection racket">>68237
The Bat pone is indeed hungry. Now, where to go?>>68238
The policemares look at him, and take a more serious tone
"Sir, we're not allowed to let you go. According to city ordinance, all severely injured persons must be treated, and cannot refuse. Besides that, you look like you were the victim of a crime. I know you probably don't want to talk about it, but we can tell"
"Has he been searched for anything that would shed any light on anything?"
Onyx tries to decide if running is a viable option.
"Might as well try and find a place to eat." he Eeeeee's to himself. He makes his way from the apartment/house/place and ventures toward the downtown area, in hopes to find some tasty noms.
Well, he's very wounded. One of the Mares is a pegasus and can fly. The other is an earth pony but is not wounded. Onyx is not currently
charged or even suspected of a crime, but there were a hell of a lot of witnesses. He thinks he has a defense… will that work? He can't tell if running would be "evading police" or not.>>68242
What kind of price range? There are many markets and restaurants in the city. Maybe also alternative food options>>68240
"He had a knife"
Onyx's voice drips with resignation.
"Better go with something cheap for now, until I get a better feel for the city," he Eeeeee's. It pains him to be frugal, but it would pain him worse to expend his resources too quickly. He's on his own now, and he can't afford to be frivolous.
"Oh he did. A diamond dog of the Diamondhund hinterlands of Equestria. A known criminal and suspected gang member>>68245
He is escorted to the Hospital by the two mares. It's a larger white building. A yellow unicorn is the surgeon apparently.
He asks "How did this happen?">>68246
Among other options is a grocery store nearby in the river front area, carrying fruits and vegetables of many kinds. A bakery is included
" his stomach demands, upon eyeing the grocery store.
"I suppose I haven't had anything sweet in a while," he Eeee's in response.
"I fell with a bottle and the glass cut me…"
"I never Trusted Those Damn Bitches, We should Expel Everyone of them. Which Gang was He with?"
The store includes Apples, Apples, and shit loads of Apples. Pears also exist from u`p north near Ablion. Strawberries, imported from Tall Tales now in the Changeling lands, can be found but a little-bit pricier. Almost guarded near the register, are a set of Kiwi fruit, still untarnished from the fields of Great Cross, have a a higher price tag on them>>68250
"We don't know what they call themselves. We know them only as 'The Waterfront' gang. I'm sure a baltimare officer knows more, but as I said, this isn't my jurisdiction">>68249
"Alright, we just needed to know if you were stabbed. Knife wounds go deeper and can cause internal bleeding. If it's just a glass cut we can stitch you up"
He tries to appear nonchalant while inspecting the kiwis,… but its been a looooooooong time since he's had kiwi.
Think you can handle four players at once?
A gray earth pony finally exits the Forbidden Jungle. He spots the city of New Mareland and starts travelling towards it.
"The waterFront gang huh? I have some business there maybe i could ask around for you guys."
Sure. One little thing though, new mareland is across the Sea. Would you like to head over to Baltimare or some other city in South East Equestria?>>68253
The Cashier watches>>68252
"Alright, we'll get you stitched up"
The stallion after seeing the mass amount of water, decides to travel to Baltimare.
The Grey Stallion emerges from the forests of Duskaway. An unpaved road is beneath him, and he can see the city off in the distance, with a few taller buildings and industrial smoke stacks. The tree line thins out with a few pastures and some agricultural fields, mostly of corn. The houses increase with density as he approaches
As Sister Ash completes her work in the garden, she keeps an ear open to judge the other sisters' attitudes, asking a few inoffensive questions here and there as she gets to know them all.
Rolling Gather Information to see what she can discern about these "waterfront" stallions, and what they meant to the orphanage.
"Well don't just stand there, make like a cashier and sell me these!" Is what he thinks he says. What happens is he points toward the kiwis and lets out shrill "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
"Ask around for what?">>68260
The Cashier puts his hoof over his ears as the eeeeeeeing goes on. He takes 10 kiwis and places them in a bag
"That will be 20 bits. They barely grow these anymore you know">>68259
When she asks, the mares get sort of hushed and sulk away. The foals too are afraid.
Sister Marery finally gives an answer
"A group of villainous scum they are. Offered to lend some money when the Ophanage was running low. We had no other choice. We took some. But then they came broke some things. And….."
Sister Marery gets very quiet
The gray pony explores the town until he can find a tavern, seeking a crewmember role on a ship travelling towards the general direction of New Mareland.
the stallion stitches up the two wounds
"Alright, this should get better in some days. Be careful not to put too much weight on this."
Onyx can see the two police mares walking back in the hospital
Onyx makes like a banana and trys to split
Several taverns exist. He walks back in and passes a few. The Saltlick, the Watering Hole, the Eastside bar and so forth>>68265
As he sets his hoof down, he discovers he is in deep pain. The stallion tells him "watch yourself with those stitches"
He chooses the Watering Hole, as it sounded like something a tavern related to the docks. He enters the tavern, searching for a ship in need of dumb labor.
Alright fine, he limps
his way away.
Eeeeee'ing in satisfaction, he spirits away with the kiwis, only regretting that the store had the presence of mind to place them in a spot that made them difficult to steal.
Yes, he paid for them, but he didn't like it.
The grey Earth pony enters the tavern, and sees several ponies drinking and talking to each other, some rather loudly.Well, I will say that the original intent of the game was to have everypony stay in the region of South-East Equestria, and meet up to go on quests. Right now there are 5 seperate characters, including yours, doing their own things going on adventures. I don't mean to say your pony can't go to a tavern and look for crews to join, then go to new Mareland and have his own adventure, just that I have a seperate tavern scene for another character, a nunnery for another character, and so forth so my creativity is just a bit stretched. In a standard D&D setting you generally tell one story that 4 or 5 people are all a part of.
We love to have you, and I think you should flesh out your character a bit more. Perhaps you want to create stats for him? That helps with Fighting and dice rollshttps://hobbylark.com/tabletop-gaming/Making-a-character-in-35-DDhttp://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?135028-Article-D-amp-D-3-5-for-Total-Beginners>>68269
It's a real shame to be sure, but somethings in life can be hard.>>68268
The mares see him
"Excuse me sir"
"ah well ill see you later,sir. ill report any findings on the waterfront gang i find to you next time im at hq"
*DarkStar heads to the tailor*
Onyx stomps a couple times in frustration, but says nothing
Devouring one of the kiwis almost as soon as he left the shop, he feels the blissful satisfaction os the delectable fruit coursing through him. Stopping to deposit his remaining kiwis at his makeshift home, "Alright, now it's time to find some trouble," he Eeee's to himself, before setting off toward a tavern.
When he arrives at the Tailor, he sees Trim Fit
"You order is ready">>68272
"Come with us"
"Thank you sir."
*DarkStar hands him 100 extra bits*
Which one? Our Earth pony is at the Watering Hole, our crystal pony would be at the Eastside tavern…>>68275
He takes the 100 bits with glee
"Might you have something more
for your gear in mind?"
>>68270 Oh wait, I was where everybody else was? Damn. Sorry GM. By the way, I have a crude sheet for him, don't worry. Fighter, Str is highest, proficiency in unarmed.
The gray stallion deflated at such magnitudes of ponies dazzling about, clearly lost among the mass of ponies. There must be an easier way to travel at New Mareland. He realized he's tired from the trip and decides to stay at Baltimere Which I hope there's the other players somewhat
for some time, trying to get used to the place. Sorry for the troubles, DM
"I could potenially use some rope, Maybe Some Bird Food" *gestures to owl on his shoulder* "Are there any where, where there are a large number of rats?">>68267
Welcome aboard New Fren, Have you played many RPGS?
Sister Ash turns around slowly at the sound of the new voice.
Didn't mean to roll
You're doing fine.
Onyx sighs and follows the police.This… This can't end well for me>>68277You'll be fine, new players are always welcome
I guess I can also post the sheet while I'm at it
Initiative modifier: +0= +0 [dexterity]
Fortitude save:+2 = 2 [base]
Reflex save: +0= 0 [base]
Will save: +0 = 0 [base]
Attack (handheld): +4 = 1 [base] +3 [strength]
Attack (unarmed): +4 = 1 [base] +3 [strength]
Attack (missile): +1 = 1 [base]
Grapple check:+4 = 1 [base] +3 [strength]
That looks like a decent build for a Fighter.
Also, mind that previous Earth ponies get +2 to Stength and Constitution, and a bonus feat at first level.
FYI we're starting at level 5
I will be leaving soon, but there are 4 other ponies and Kirin in Baltimare, only one of whom is being detained by police. You may interact with them while I am away>>68279
Well, I think I will be leaving soon enough. I will try to make some posts and replies over the night but I will not be at my laptop.>>68283
Starting level 5, Here are the Earth pony racial modifiers:
Earth Pony and Crystal pony:
One free feat
One free skill maxed out
Cannot perform arcane magic
It's stronger than a base D&D race, but hopefully balanced with the other races>>68285
"Sir, we have a few questions for you"
A simple grunt is their only response
*DarkStar Returns to the bar after paying for his long coat and cowboy hat*
What fighting style do you intend to build?
Wouldnt monk be better for that?
I'd rather not be lawful, but if unarmed fighter can't keep up with standard D&D meta, I can change its proficiency to a sword or spear. Didn't want to be lawful
The Tavern sounds like it would have better-paid clientele
Thats fair. you Dont have to Change anything if you dont want to, i didn't want to give that impression.
An unarmed fighter, huh. Interesting.>>68293
A Monk only gets bonys feats in levels 1 through six. He could be an ex-monk.
*one through six
I'm just a newbie here. I'd rather not burden the party for my own sake. But if it's viable, I'll keep it for now.
Newcommers are always welcome.
I'm paying a Kirin nun, btw.
Its No burden to us.
We all only just started yesterday.
Tell us about your character.
A tribesman from the Forbidden Jungles. Strength is the norm. Has ventured to complete his path to adulthood.
Sorryy for lack of response, trying to fix a bit the char sheet unsuccessfully.
mine is Dark Star
An Orphaned pony that is looking to the Black Hoofs, For assistance. The only Friend He has Left is his Owl Companion. He is Currently on a mission to take down Some suspected Communists for the Black Hoofs Party.
No rush; the DM isn't even here. Your character sounds pretty cool.
I'm playing a Kirin Druid.
She's a disciplined, faithful, ascetic mare who put gave up comfortable life to pledge dedicate herself in service to the poor. She works as a healer and herbalist, helping those who cannot help themselves.
Ok, so I know I have 19 STR and 13 Con for earth pony trait, also took some perks for unarmed exclusively. Put some points in jump, climb, move silently and hide. (+1, +1, +0,5, +0,5 respectively) Will add another feat for my race, taking Stunning Fist if possible. If not, I'll take Combat Reflexes. Am I doing this right or am I missing something?
Also should know I used this:http://pathguy.com/cg35.html
To create the char sheet
we are starting at lvl 5, so you have 56 skill points you can use.
If you wanna be a Fighter, you're definitely going to want Power Attack.https://dnd-wiki.org/wiki/SRD:Power_Attack
I also highly suggest this.
As a fellow fighter I third it
Ok, here's the new char sheet.
Initiative modifier: +0= +0 [dexterity]
Fortitude save:+5 = 4 [base] +1 [constitution]
Reflex save: +1= 1 [base]
Will save: +1 = 1 [base]
Attack (handheld): +10 = 5 [base] +5 [strength]
Attack (unarmed): +10 = 5 [base] +5 [strength]
Attack (missile): +5 = 5 [base]
Grapple check: +10 = 5 [base] +5 [strength]
Is this ok or should I put more points on skills?
Skills are pretty important.
It's fine if you want to wait a bit to sort things out. I still haven't picked all of my feats.
That's for sure. I added 8 points already by the creator, but it seems to add by 0.5. So should I add 48 more skill points?
I’m not sure you want to use that color scheme. Or use it, see what happens.>>68316
That will work, just please note that fighters only have 2 skill points per level plus 8 at the beginning. With an intelligence modifier of -1 plus your cutie mark skill points, you only have 16 skill points, 8 of which must be in one skill that relates to the character’s cutie mark.
Also, a character who is s native pony of the forbidden jungles is a splendid choice
i would suggest doing that,yes.
You only get a 1/1 ratio of skills/points on class-specific skills. Cross-class skills advance at 2/1. For a fighter, that includes things like moving silently, which is predominantly a rogue skill
Too late, I'm using it
So after the first 8 from normal D&D I put 8 more limited to cutie mark relevance. Then I have the rest of the skill points to distribute as I please or I just have 16 points total?
Does he have a name? or would you like to reveal that in game?
I'd rather do it in-game. It's a rather simple name, fitting for a tribe name. But I can show how he looks like.
Warning: Kinda dull looking
He looks pretty cool.
Looked messy, so I took it. I like how he turned out. Gives the "I live in a jungle vibe".>>68331
Any hints on your backstory, you three, or will you expand in-story?
Well, other than become a criminal there's not too much to Onyx.
He's a crystal pony who servered in the war who has one glassed over eye.
I haven't thought very far into detail in terms of backstory, but I think i:'ve got my character's traits semi figured out.
I decided she would have come to the city because it would be the logical place to find impoverished ponies. She's only concerned with helping the poor, in addition to natural creatures.
I'll expand on how her dispositions cane to be later on, as she interacts with other characters.
I Would Prefer to Expand on it in character.
Huh, it's flexible. Wonder how you'll expand him later. Lots of potential, can go anywhere.>>68338
It's nice. Good waifu material. Can't wait to see her backstory.>>68339I bet she/he is addicted to mangos
>>68340>Good waifu material
Huh, I guess I made a decent character after all. Thanks.
Thanks! I look forward to seeing where your character goes too.>Waifu material
This gonna be good
He looks astonished, as he was apparently expecting something different.
"Rope… There is a hardware store on Mareton Hoofer King Avenue that sells rope. As for Rats…. You may find those wondering about in trashcans on the same street at no cost.">>68289
Or you can do that>>68279
Sister Marery seems to have shut herself up now>>68294Oh God….
When he gets to the East side tavern he can see a few ponies there. In the corner a jolly stallion in a sailor's uniform speaks to an older wealthy looking fellow with a fine unicorn mare next to him, lost in a conversation. At the bar, the bartender yells something about his help being three hours late, as a Brown, overly edgy earth pony walks in and head to the bar. Besides ponies playing pool and so forth.>>68288
The Policemares grab onto him and walk him to the Police Station. Everytime he moves his forehoof, he feels a sharp pain, which the policemares do not fail to notice. They take him into a room with a table, and set him down. He is left alone for two minutes, and a Unicorn stallion, light grey coat comes in, along with a pink pegasus mare with a blue cap. The Stallion says to him
"You are not under arrest at this time, we just have a few questions for you"
He looks at you. "Do you perhaps need something to handle your pain?">>68293I know alignment is normally a big part of D&D mechanics, especially in older systems like 3.5, but I am fine doing things differently. In a normal D&D campaign, you make a character, and that character reacts to the world thrown at it based upon its personality. Here, I kind of want to throw the characters into the world, and you make choices as they are presented, and the character becomes who the character is based upon the choices made. That's the hope anyways
>>68348what was he excpecting?
*i stay in the shop*
Note that as you arrive in the police station, a set of police officers search you for weapons and the content of your pockets>>68349
"Well, you seemed like the type who would want, shall we say, a protective
"Well… Your not wrong. How much would one cost?"
"A few hundred bits, depending on your preferences.
"What we have in stock are a few… Army surplus vests. Nylon fabric with steel plates woven in, used by Equestrian pilots in the war as protection against shrapnel. They've become somewhat popular among wealthy ponies who think themselves possible targets of crime. They will not stop a rifle bullet, but they might stop a knife or fragment of shrapnel.
I cannot tell you it will feel like you are wearing nothing at all. You will feel the weight on you, it will make you a little less maneuverable, and a little harder to jump or swim. But you may just be able to fit one underneath your jacket without any pony noticing."
"That Sounds like something i would need."
*gets out bits pouch*
"how much did you say?"
He takes you into the back into another room. It has several suits of armor. He picks up a green vest. It has a little thickness to it, but doesn't look heavy when he holds it.
"This one here is a… fairly standard airman's jacket, against the Changeling air-defense guns. It is mostly heavy Nylon, with some steel plating. Around 12 pounds, not too bulky or heavy. It costs 300 bits."
"And this thing can stop a knife?"
"It can stop many knife attacks, yes. But I don't know if I can guarantee you a knife that hits solid into it won't pierce it. What I can tell you now that it will improve your odds against all manner of danger - artillery, knife, claw, and maybe a glancing or distant bullet. Many an airmare is alive today because of it."
Trim Fit hands over two of the vests. "600 bits"
*Drops down 600 bits*
Deciding to get accostumed to the city and earn some bits, the gray stallion seeks work as muscle for any pony willing to buy his service. He will do that on the outskirts of the Watering Hole, as the lack of space would bother him a bit.
Let's see who bites
|Rolled 5 + 5|
I'm going to roll Sense Motive, to see what's concerning her.
*Approaches the bardtender*
"Eee <clears throat>.. I mean, I couldn't help but over-hear that you might be short-handed. I'm between jobs at the moment, and while I was hoping to find a drink, I could just as soon fill in for you."
The stallion looks at The Bat with a sort of astonishment. He is in genuine pause for a minute.
"I definitely need the help. If you could clean tables and the floor *beat* that'd be very useful"
He hands over a wiping rag>>68361
She dare not speak the unspeakable, and her expression conveys sadness, fear, horror, and guilt>>68360
You wonder if perhaps tales of the unemployment in baltimare are overrated, as a blue Earth pony gives out a holler
"We got a cargo that just came in in the harbor and our normal hooves can't handle it. Looking for ponies to unload the ship in the next few hours. 3 bits an hour"
The gray stallion approaches the blue pony.
"Hello", he says, "I will move the boxes you want. Show me where the "cargo" is and it will go there"
"Excellent! I'm sorry, but we really are on a tight schedule. Go to that pony over there and he will take you down to the docks"
He directs you to a bigger Earth pony with a cap on who has a number of other ponies around him. He speaks in a gruff voice
*Makes an obviously un-military salute and gets to
casing the customers
The first table has only a few empty glasses on it, with a plate, so you guess there must have been food served or something? Anyways, it's totally unsuspicious to clean, and more importantly is right next to a booth containing the pegasus in the sailor's uniform, and an older stallion with his overly cute unicorn mare
Sister Ash's decides it's better for her not to pry into matters; instead she lowers her head in sympathy.
"I can see you have suffered.. you've been forced to make many difficult decisions. You have my sincere condolences.."
Then she turns around slowly, as she picks up her broom (I'm subbing the cane for a broom, because it fits her character better) to return to work.
A little fillie comes by and wags her tale at sister Ash. "Were you sent here by Celestia? Sister Rosemary tells us that she looks after each of us, and she will return to save us some sunny day"
The stallion follows.
"Why do you need help with this? You seem tough enough to move puny boxes around." He glances at the Captain dissapointedly, looking for any excuse as to why he'd need help for such a simple job. He also inspected the crew that had to move the cargo, maybe he's the only capable stallion around here.
He seems a little annoyed by this question
"It's a lot of cargo, and it needs to be moved quickly
. We need all the ponies we can get for it. Now are you in?"
Sister Ash tassles the little filly's mane, and smiles.
"Then I'm glad she sent me here to you."
The little fillie wags her tale. She says sadly "Our dreams haven't been as happy since the armnis-cis-cyst. It used to be that even when I had a bad day, I could go to my dreams to be away from it"
After a bit of thought, he reluctantly nods. "I don't have anything else to do. I… "am in" as your folk say." His posture slouched a bit, annoyed as well. Here's hoping that these bits are worth the trouble. Guess life in this "cee-vee-li-sei-tion" is as boring as foraging. "Now, point me to the cargo and where to place it."
|Rolled 20 + 7|
I feel like answering to this appropriately requires a knowledge (religion) check, on the subject of Celestia and Luna, to see what Sister Ash actually understands about Luna's dreamweaving.Also, would non-Equestrians have experienced this too? Have *everyone's* dreams been messed up since Luna was captured?
The stallion walks you down to the docks, at least a half-mile past shops, then factories, then warehouses, to a specific dock.
"This one, right here."
He points his hoof to a red painted ship called the Swift Pheasant
that seems to have itself only just arrived, as up-swells of water imply that maneuvering thrusters are on, and a crew seems to be throwing ropes over to moor the ship. You can see the the crew from a distance. Half are Earth ponies, but half are a creature you've never seen before in your life: what you understand to be 'griffons.' The registry below the ship name is "Skyfall." You can see more ponies - and a few zebra and one diamond dog - assembled in a group waiting to unload the ship. Your little group recruited in town joins with this group, and the Earth pony yells out to you:
"We got a few dozen crates to transfer before 3 PM, that's two hours from now. Half will go to that ship over there, and half will go by truck into town. Do as I tell you">>68376
Dreamweaving is the careful art of the Princess of the Night, Princess Luna, who crafts delicate dreams to her followers, most especially young foals who need the emotional support. With the power of her alicorn magic she visits a great multitude each night. The magic naturally responds to the emotions of each foal, and she gives the dream a more personal touch where a foal needs particular guidance or life lessons. Only Believers receive pleasant dreams from the Princess, while those who do not believe suffer nightmares and dreamless slumbers - a small taste of "what dreams may come" after death.
Do non-followers include Sister Ash, who came from outside Equestria, in this case? What have her dreams been like?
Assorted dreams of daily life, fears of public speaking while naked, and the occasional dream of wondering through the forest and experiencing life in a way that makes her feel like she is connected to something greater in the cosmos. She has never had a dream that included Princess Luna, even since she was a young…. fillie?
Pretty sure young Kirin is a filly. The only other options would be faun, kid, or calf.
|Rolled 9 + 5|
"Fine." He walks towards the crates. While it's a boring job, showing strength will earn respect. That much was truth at home. He'll carry as much as he can without breaking a sweat. He'll focus on transporting the half towards the floating metal hunk.I'll post my load capacity over head here: "Lift over head: 400 lb". Heavy load is between that and 267. Also I'll place a strength roll just in case its needed, also practicing how to use the dice
And indeed, his strength in transporting crates is noticed. He can carry on his back crates that would otherwise take two ponies. A number of crates are transported first to a waiting truck that immediately leaves. The truck it's self is a a two and a half ton with a fabric canopy like an army logistics truck, and it leaves immediately. A few more crates now are hauled a thousand yards further down the docks to another much smaller ship called "The Jungle Express" with a Mareida registry.
As you come back for another crates, the two pegasi handling a crate being lowered by the crane shout "lookout!"
Roll for Reflex save!
Sister Ash pauses for a moment, a subtle air of confusion then worry washing over her; her wishing she could understand the filly's turmoil more deeply. She retains her adamant composure though, taking a breath as the thinks of how to answer the filly.
"… Around the world.. ponies have been having difficult times.. Many ponies, even the Princesses, have been struggling to make ends meet, and you, me, and everypony in Equestria have been feeling it… But that's only for us grown-ups to worry about…"
She stops for a moment, hoping she hasn't disturbed the filly.
"…We all struggle together, which is why we have to think work are hardest to help one another. All of the sisters have been trying their best to let the foals in this Abby live happily together, so be a good little filly and do the same for your friends here.."
".. Do you underdtand..?" she asks, tilting her head slightly counterclockwise.
He manages to roll out of the way of the falling crate, which crashes down on the docks and shatters. Wood break apart in splinters, and the contents come out: Rifles. Bolt action rifles of what seem to be a foreign manufacture. They must not have been made for ponies, because the trigger guard is much to small to allow a hoof inside, unlike the rifles with giant trigger guards that you've seen in the forbidden jungles. Many of the rifles spread about over the dock and two fall into the water
The deck foreman is horrified and yells "Get these up! Quickly!"
The little fillie seems put at ease, and is silent for a moment.
"I think I hear what you're saying" she says
"When we went down to the soup kitchen, there was a colt who said similar things, and so did the stallions who worked there." She continues "They told told us about the struggles we all face. The workers, the poor, the ophans. He said we were all united in a struggle. Every creature - pony, Zebra, Griffon." You can tell she wants to name another race, but can't actually name it. "You."
"The sisters won't let us go back there because she says she they spook bad about the church and about the Princesses."
Time for some paddling
|Rolled 20 + 5|
The grey stallion jumped down into the water, intending to snatch those two rifles that had fallen down the dock. Time to show the strength of the Earth Pony.I'll roll for swim first
The pony jumps down into the water, and hits the mud bottom - not before he can feel both
rifles and return to the surface
|Rolled 4 + 1|
Swim underwater and attempt to hide one of the bolt action rifles somewhere at the shore if possible. While he'd want to hide both, it would hurt his honor to just jump into water without any results.
Well, here's the thing. The shore has a concrete sea wall that lets ships come right up to it, and the dock itself is wooden in the pattern docks are famous for. So it's not perfectly clear where to hide it
Sorry if it takes me a few minutes to respond. I'm busy atm.
|Rolled 9 + 7|
After looking at his surroundings, he realised there's no way to actually hide these guns here, no land near shore to bury or any other dry patch to hide it in. Instead he simply decides to take both rifles and climb into the ship. No chance for profit from it, but at least he'll gain some renown… if these still work that is.
The deck foreman looks over to you and is clearly astonished for the feat of swimming, as he had already written off in his mind any cargo that fell over the side. He is speechless for a moment, then yells "Get these things up"
After a minute, some ponies come in with a new crate, and they start to place them inside
I would've wanted to hide it on somewhere drier than that. Thanks for the future info, may be useful later.
The thing about rifles is that they are very difficult to hidealso very loud
|Rolled 16 + 4|
"I will," he starts walking towards the remaining crates "However, you almost broke a crate on me." He glares at the foreman. "While that would not have hurt me a lot, It still shows disrespect towards me, and I will not let you get away with that." He steps closer towards the foreman "I will take an eighth of the price the crate that almost fell over me or else I will challenge you to a fight for my honor." He is now right in front of the foreman "I will not let this stand down"Using intimidate for this one
A griffon on the ship notices, and ponies on the shore look over
|Rolled 12 + 3|
Opposed Intimidation roll
The Deck Foreman backs away, first slowly, then a little more quickly
"We got a rowdy one"
Ponies look on from the shore, and one signals to another pony who goes inside
Making a dice roll to determine the time
|Rolled 6 - 3|
Profession check, cleaning tables and floors
You're not great at it
Very not great at it.No worries, its all to get close to the 'client' anyway
I guess I should roll intimidate again, right?
The Sister nods in understanding, setting her broom and dustpan aside to near down by the filly
"When times are hard, some ponies can be find it difficult to be gracious. They're so concerned for the sake of themselves and their friends that they sometimes stray and may lose faith in others. The Princesses of this land are struggling indeed, and they cannot offer so much of what they used to; so some ponies may feel that they're alone."
She pauses and looks around
"To the sisters of this Abby, who offer all they have for nothing, such words can be painful. But understand, that they only care for your well-being; so that you can know that you are loved."
*Returns to sweeping*
From your position at the table, you can see that they are at a table in a booth, and seem to be talking about their own adventures of sorts. The Sailor in particular talks of his experiences in a recent stop at the City of Los Pegasus
"Now, don't misunderstand me. I went to the casinos there when Gladmane ran the place, and then when Flim and Flam ran it. I have great respect for those stallions and what they did with Los Pegasus. But this new Tasian, wow!
Hear this. Now you know dancing fillies and the like? Get this? Mares that change shape to look like any mare
you like. A princess, an element of harmony, you name it. A perfect replica who will look at you with predatory eyes, let you take her back to the hotel room and do anything
to her you like. For cheap too!"
The older stallion seems entranced by the concept of shape-shifting prostitutes. The mare seems to be able to hold back her disgust and revulsion at the two, and is the most drunk. She is focused on the stallion>>68406
No, that dice roll was the other character's intimidation roll. He lost, you won, and he is retreating a little back. Now you chose what to say next
>>68348>At this time
Well, little comfort to be had.
"I've handled worse."
>>68401Well, hopefully I'm even more intimidating to obtain the dosh without a fight
|Rolled 7 + 4|
"Well?" The stallion stands, forelegs bent, ready to strike. "Will you comply to my demands and restore my honor or will I have to fight you to prove my worth?". He snarls a bit, showing his teeth. "Because I will not tolerate my honor being tarnished."
The little fillie seems sated by this, and goes back to her room. A sister comes up to sister ash after 15 minutes or so
"Beggin' your pardon, but a - you're not from around here are ya?"
She knows that the next question is probably a bit insensitive and inappropriate, and maybe that's why she waited until she could find Ash alone
"What exactly do you believe when it comes to the divine?">>68409
"Interesting" He nods
"You were found walking down 6th street bleeding and with wounds, were you not?"
The foreman clearly does not want to pick a fight with a stronger, native pony, and backsaway. A mare walks forward from the shore, with a hat and a long jacket
"I take it you're not from around here, are you kid?" She says confidently
"Do not interfere, mare," his heads snaps towards the intruding mare. "He has almost killed me by the incompetence of his crew and now I seek retribution for his deed. I will not be trampled on by one who only contols a floating hunk of metal." He looks towards the stallion again. "Now, do you comply, or do I have to fight?"
"I'll take that as a no"
She looks back at him and smiles
"Accidents happen, and not every crane operator is worth his pay. Now, I don't think you understand who runs this show. This stallion here is my underling, and you are his underling. And this, here, is my cargo. And those pegasi who dropped the crate, are somegriffon else's mooks"
She smiles again
"Welcome to Baltimare. I don't think we've been properly introduced. But all you really need to know is, don't fuck with us"
He looks at you with a more serious expression
"Now tell us what happened at the flower shop"
He looks at the mare, eyebrows raised slightly. "What filthy mouth you have, mare. Stallions are too soft around here that mares have more wit than a stallion. Truly a disgrace." He shakes his head. "I have made my point. Hopefully you will obtain better workers that do not fail you again." He walks up towards the mare. "I will not fight you, mare." He stops in front of her. "I am Iron. I am willing to move the crates again."
She looks at him again
"I take you like to be the big strong stallion? Push ponies around to your will?"
"Gigs over eh? They both pulled knives on me when I was talking to the owner."
"I only fight for my honor. He tarnished it. I see your compassion, mare." He smiles softly. "Truly you can be a great mother for your childern." Iron's head veered towards the foreman, smile fading. "It is sad that you have to protect these overgrown colts from actually facing their problems." He looks back towards the mare. "I will move the crates now, as agreed." He starts walking towards the crates.
At this point, another stallion enters the room. He wears a black uniform that also appears to be some kind of policemare's uniform, with a hoof symbol on the shoulder. He is a green Earth Pony stallion with yellow hair and seems to have a prosthetic hind right hind leg
The pink mare says to him
"Homicide is the jurisdiction of the Baltimare Police. Not yours"
"Maybe" He pulls out a cigarrette and leans against the wall as he tries to light it. "But insurrection is
in my jurisdiction, and this guy right here…" He points to Onyx. "Was found with this little beauty on his pony" He pulls out the communist leaflet Onyx had and holds it up, before taking a long huff of his cigarette.
The pink mare is offended. "possessing pamplets of the Baltimare Communist party isn't illegal"
He blows out his smoke in the direction of the mare. "No more illegal than killing in defense of others" She glares at him. "Continue" He motions with his hoof.
She looks back to Onyx, "And so what happened next?">>68421
She doesn't move from her spot, but all of the ponies, who were watching the scene, get back to work moving the crates. There is a feel of urgency to it now, and the mare watches on
"After that you guys found me and took me to get stiched up"
Onyx pulls off as much of a shrug as a pony can.
"Ah for the leaflet? Some idiot spouting heresy against the princesses gave me that. Hadn't even looked over it."
"So how did the diamond dog die, and what happened to the other pony?"
"Sounds like changelings, if you ask me,… oh sorry, pay me no mind." he quips at the group.
Iron keeps moving the crates as instructed, same amount as before the incident. "Cee-vee-lai-sei-tion" sure made the population weak. He shaked his head. Poor mare, he thought, had to defend these stallions when naturally it is the other way around. He sighed softly, this trip sure cemented his belief that this is a hidden hell for everyone, slowly burning their natural instinct and leaving them defenseless.
When the crates are moved, the foreman directs all of the ponies to get off of the docks. Noticeably, only the crates on the top of the deck have been moved, and the ship is still more full than not. At 3PM, a pony in green officer's clothing and several griffons go onto The Swift Pheasant>>68425
They pay you mind, looking back at you. The mare starts to spout something about prostitution exploiting vulnerable mares, but then retracts the statement when she senses it doesn't apply to the situation>>68427
The blue uniformed stallion now asks you forcefully
did it happen
Watch as they enter, silently calculating their strength and weaponry while looking down on them for their reliance on weapons.
You are at a distance from the ship, but you can hear the stallion shout "customs!" The griffons carry carbines and the green uniformed pony looks unarmed. The mare and the deck forepony instruct everypony to remain out of view
"The horse pulled a blade, I charged. Then the dog got me, providing the wounds your officers saw. I then got him, and chased the horse. You know the rest"
The two ponies look at you a bit frustrated, with the third pony carrying a look of indifference
"We have six ponies who say they saw you running from the scene. But the only two who saw the killing said the dog was holding the knife the whole time and was clearly threatening with it"
The mare says "Carrying a Halberd though…"
Iron walks towards the mare to inquire about this ship and its owner. While he is at it, he will ask some questions about the city itself, such as any opportunities for strength related work inside the city. He will also ask for his pay, since he did not recieve it after the whole crate moving business.
[spoilers]Unless it is already taken and didn't notice.
"Skyfall Trade Federation. Griffons overseas. We tell the Customs agents it's Talouse. As for any other details I wouldn't share them with you even if I knew."
"This is no land of opportunity. It wasn't before the war and it certainly is not now"
"I can tell you now you forfeited that
when you disrespected and then intimidated our Capo. Normally, when a pony disrespects a capo, they all of their legs broken by a tire iron. And hell, try to fight and I would have had those griffons above you put a couple bullets into your thick head, tie your hooves to cinder-blocks then toss you out at sea. That is what happens when you mess with the Waterfront gang. But you aren't from around here, so your ignorance can be forgiven, and we'll let you go free. And let me tell you, I admire your strength and your audacity, I think you could go very far. So if you want to make all of that money back and much, much more
in just a short amount of time, we may have a Job for you that suits your talents better than moving crates"
>Opportunities for strength related work
There are a lot of ponies in this city who owe us money, and we could really use a debt collector as big, strong, and as intimidating as you. Just today we have a new job opening. And let me tell you, no one
will be disrespecting you. So if you want to make money with all that muscle…"
"… 'The Divine'.. is something more sophisticated than I could ever hope to understand, let alone explain..
I come from a far away land, very different from this one.. Where I come from, pegasi do not interfere with nature, nor do the foals of the Earth till the soil when it is already fertile.. Clergy is not so formal to my people: our circles and temples come and go with the wind, settling when and where they are needed. The winds spoke to me to come to this land, and so I came to pledge my service to the creatures of this land.. But again, a mare of faith should not need a reason to serve the poor, should she?
Ponies.. are peculiar creatures.. They are so unconditionally loved by creation,and yet at times they can stray to believe that they are alone. They build spawling cities where lush grasslands and forests once stood; they build worlds to meet their desires, and yet also bring their own suffering.. So peculiar, but so beautiful..
My own faith is one one of self-dicipline.. For my kind, faith is our way of quelling the fires that ravage our beings, in life and in death. We assemble circles every few centuries to nuture our soldidarity, to protect the world from both ourselves and the nameless horrors of the beyond. Our circles were once made up of magi, who bound together to fight evil and ugliness whereever it stood.. but the temple that I trained in is no more, for it stood where it was not needed, and thus drifted away.
I too sought out faith to quell the fires within me as well, fires that blazed and blistered until they threatened to destroy me from within.. I wasn't always such a patient mare; no, I was wild as I was naive.. In the past I made mistakes; I've broken many things, and lost many things, and so now I've chosen faith to guide my path. I spent many years alone looking for faith, learning from what the trees told me.. At one point, I believed that I was growing callous, but as I wandered across the continent alone, I found that I could see things that others could not. I see when creatures are suffering, struggling against illness, evil, and destitute. I had myself taught myself to live without wealth, joy, security, shelter, or even love, but the creatures of this realm still struggle; and thus can only I offer up my body in service."
The pauses for a moment, then turns
".. These Princesses that you speak of.. although I do not know them, feel righteous to me, since they are able to let such a selfless establishment as this abby exist.. I sense they've worked for many centuries to allow your people to grow in peace.. but today.. they too must struggle.. I pray for them, and for all of you.. I would love to know these Princesses some day as well."
"Sorry folks, maybe its not my place to say, but I'd be cautious about ponies that can appear as any sort of pony you'd want. I mean, prostitution is kind of a touchy subject as it is, without involving crazy magic or,… well,… bugs. Are you alright on your drinks? I can have a waiter over here in a jiffy."
Sorry, I've been in and out.
[mystic dragonhoers noises]
Iron laughs at the mare. "Your attempts at ruthlessness are funny. At least you have more spine than your… "cah-po". Poor stallion lost his balls underwater." He audibly laughs, then maintains a small grin. "You have a deal, mare. How will the money arrive to me when my deeds are done?"
"Didn't your mommy and daddy teach you respect? He's a made stallion, and in Baltimare, that's a title that carries weight. As for business, you take the money from them and give 4/5 to us, and you keep the remainder. You'd be working with a partner who will direct you where to find debtors and where to deliver the money">>68436
They still look a bit dumbfounded at the interjection. The mare finally says "I'll have another drink"
The mare strikes an expression of fear and horror at about the first paragraph, and maintains that expression until after sister Ash is done
Iron nods. "Very well then, mare. I hope your money is actually good. I would be dissapointed to see you flaunting about power when the only ones that owe you are small merchants that are broke." The stallions turns around. "As for your first question, I only respect the strongest. The one that can fend off anyone by themselves, especially without those tools of war you have. I will be at the outskirts when you need me. I am going to rest a bit." He leaves the city and sets camp at the outskirts, intending to rest a bit until the supposed partner arrives.
"Hahhaha," she laughs, "it's not 'our' money you should hope is good. Go to the Watering hole at sundown. The guy we would normally pair you with is severely injured, so we have a fill in. They'll meet you there. But so you know, jungle boy. Once you leave those trees, you'll find there are many kinds of strength"
Iron nods as he walks off, heading to the outskirts. Meanwhile he checks the time by looking at the time of day. He decides to forage a bit of food and attempts to rest near a tree.Roll for forage gathering
Me and my big
Sister Ash takes her broom again and continues sweeping, trying not to look too much like a witch.
Time is perhaps 3:45 PM by the time you get to the outskirts. As for foraging, what are you looking for?>>68446
"Zebrica is a no place for a pony" she says as she walks away, and you get the feeling she was not talking to you
Foodstuffs to eat and all that.
"Of course, what are you having?"
Sister looks at the space where the mare once stood, contemplating if she's said anything that may have disturbed the mare.
Having done all she can in the garden and the halls, she proceeds to go to help with the laundry.
Thats some damn fine laundry work
"Something with alcohol in it. lots
of alcohol in it">>68448
Well, he could find two wild turnups, a couple fruit, and…. well, Grass. A decent amount of grass>>68450>not doing some sort of dice roll to determine what it was
She goes over to where a sister and an older foal are washing the laundry. It's a large stack of mostly bed-sheets, with some foal's clothing, and the sister's garments. The washing is in a metal tub. Clothes are made wet, scrubed with soap, then scrubbed hard and repeatedly with a smooth river stone against a hard plank, dipped in water repeatedly, and rinsed off in a seperate tub of non-soapy water, before being sent through a ringer and hung to dry on lines in an area on the roof of the orphanage.I remember when I washed clothes the old way at a homeless shelter in Rome…>>68451
And she's great at it, perhaps even inspired by Celestia
"Ever tried an AMH?"
I just did the laundry because Sister Marey said that's what they needed the most help with, since she already did the garden.
If that's what I will find, I'll take it. Need to keep the stronk body.
"What's AMH?" The drunken mare says>>68456>>68458
When did you do the garden? I feel like I missed that post
"Adios Mother Hoofer, I'll have the bartender make you one and you can try it."
*quickly runs off to the bartender (I know he said he'd get a waiter, but fuck that)*
"Hey, I need an AMH for the lady over there." He nods toward the mare in question. "Who is she, do you know?"
"I can't say I know her personally. But she likes to follow around the guy with the biggest paycheck or the most power she can find, and she has the body and the looks to do that pretty easily. I think her daddy is someone, but I'm not sure. And what's an AMH?"
A while back, when the Sister recommended her to do it. It was the first thing she did, before predicting the weather.
She even used up her Third level Plant Growth spell to enrich the garden to supernatural levels (33% more productive for the next year).
>>68463>Using magic to increase plant growth
Maybe she can learn the special role ponies play in complimenting nature after all, rather than simply standing aside
I mean, that's what a sister would say
[Shrugs in Druidic]
Whatever she can do to help.
>>68465>tfw to excited to finish reading
"Thanks for the vests, ill be going now. heres a tip"
*DarkStar gives the tailor pony 100 extra bits*
*He then leaves the store and heads for the factories near the docks*
He represses the urge to EEEEE at the bartender, instead replying "Its like a Long Island, except its got Blue Curacao instead of cola".
Trim fit takes the 700 bits
As for if you want to go to the Factories near the docks, be aware that tonight is not a night you were told was a meeting night. So you can go reconnoiter if you like, but there are other ways to explore the socialist presence if that is your intent>>68469
"Sure…." He makes the drink, and hands it back
"If that is against the law here, then I guess I am in the wrong. But sometimes old habits die hard."
"I take it you were a made stallion back in Manehattan"
*brings the drink to the mare*
"Here you are miss,… might I ask your name?"
[hard-working nun noises]
|Rolled 5 + 7|
Rolling Gather infrmation to try and see where the Glimerists
Socialists hang out
"I wouldn't say I've ever been a made
stallion. And definitely not in Manehattan."
"Where are your papers?"
"My army papers?"
Onyx tilts his head
This time I'm rolling to determine what the next chore is>1d100
She gleefully takes the drink "I'm Petunia Prancer">>68475
He looks slightly to his left, and sees a poster for a rally by Golden Delicious of the Baltimare Socialist Party at the convention center. Tonight actually>>68478
"So you are an underling then?"
. The ones that prove who you are.">>68479
Looks like somepony needs to cook supper for all the sisters and foals
*DarkStar thinks to himself*
"Hmmmmm, i suppose i could sit in and make sure they dont do anything illegal."
Well, police should be there anyways, so during the rally itself at least you can be sure they won't be saying anything illegal
"A pleasure to meet you Ms. Prancer,… or is it Mrs.? I would hate to offend."
"hmmmm maybe i can convert some cute mares from communism to the Black Hoofs."
*Proceeds to the kitchen*
The mare is drunk. The stallion she was hanging is a little offended
"It's Ms. Prancer" she says >>68484
Besides that flyer, there's no obvious other signs of activity, at least here on this street
*Heads to the convention center*
It's a fairly large room with now some stacks of vegatables and loafs of bread
>>68488>tfw no ranks in cooking
Is there anyone else there?
Three mares, one colt
When he gets there he can see a number of ponies assembled out side in various groups talking. There are several officers of Black and Blue. There are small stands set up next to the building, and many ponies are already heading inside
|Rolled 2 + 3|
Well, I guess I'll start by spending my prepared Purify Food And Drink Orison to prep the ingredients and give them a small circumstance bonus to the cooking check.
Rolling to use Aide Another action, to give an addition bonus (lending a hand).
I'm not entirely sure what you are attempting there, but i think it failed. One pony is cutting vegetables, and another sets a fire for a pot to boil
>>68492>Tried to help, but wasn't significantly useful
At least she didn't screw up..
Sister Ash just does what she can to help the working ponies, taking advantage of her telekinesis to take the burden off of anyone who would have had to use their hooves.
Let's assume she bothers to ask them first what they are doing
|Rolled 3 + 2|
Preception to find any mares by themselves
Yeah, that would have made sense.
I guess I should RP this:
"Could anypony use a spare hoof?"
"Ah yes, those. Funny story… I, er, lost those…"
He sees a couple ponies that look like mares, that are standing and… probably talking to people? It's kind of a crowd>>68498
Sister Catherine responds
"There's a lot of vegatables to cut"
Mostly parsley and onions>>68499
"You lost them? How?"
*he walks over*
"So Whats this Communism thing all about?"
Sister Ash busies herself with the cutting.
"Do you handle the cooking every day here?" She asks Catherine, as she picks up the knife with her scarlet horn
"Er… They fell off a boat. I'm sure a fish may have found use of them"
He finds a unicorn mare with red hair, along with a stallion, also a unicorn, a little larger
"Oh, you are new?">>68502
"We rotate the chores around, and today is my day to help cut the vegatables. mostly my job is to teach the foals how to read and write in ponish. I lead several classes 4 days a week for the foals of various ages>>68504
"Do you think I am stupid?"
"Yea i Decided on a whim to come check this whole thing out."
"Stupid or not I did lose them off a boat"
>>68505Ok, I am back and ready to pretend it's sundown already
Iron, seeing the sun near the horizon, travels back to the city having a little rest and some food to fill up his energy again. He stops at the entrance of The Watering Hole, inhaling deeply. He prays that the tavern was less crowded than the first time when he tried to directly go to New Mareland. He opens the door and steps inside.Also, r00d, didn't give me mah turnips[/spoilers]
>>68505I haven't picked my languages. How many are there in this setting?
"You work hard. Quite commendable. Teaching foals is an honorable role."
She looks skeptical at first, but then starts talking about communism
"Yes, the princesses and nobles for years have been made rich off of the labor of hard working ponies. Like you Earth ponies. Now, wealthy industrialists are taking much from the lower classes, forcing them into long working hours and into conditions that are in-equine. And these changelings are parasites even worse than the rich. New mareland also taxes us and keeps the industrialists in power, while preaching a pony-exclusive message. But the poor and disadvantaged are the poor and disadvantaged everywhere. Griffon, pony, all are robbed of the fruits of their labor.
We want the working class to unite and take control of the means of production">>68508
"Why do you not have an ID?">>68509
He walks in and looks forwards for a minute, when a voice says behind him
"You must be the new guy. The Underboss told me about you. You're a stallion from the wild who hasn't been broken in yet"
"Obviously you're not listening. I LOST it.
Hell if I know, but everypony in Equestria speaks Ponish. That is, except for some of the pony tribes of the Forbidden Jungles who speak Neighuatl. New Marelanders speak Ponish, changelings have their own language but pretty much everyone you could reasonably encounter speaks Ponish, there's another pony nation that i don't think has been mentioned yet, and the Griffons speak like a half dozen different languages>>68512
"Okay. Why didn't you get a new one?"
"I've never been here before, so I don't know where to get one."
Iron turns around and seeks the voice behind him, intent on checking who he is and what he is carrying. After this he asks about his "work", like who the person he should visit. After this, he inquires about his part in the job.
I guess pony replaces Common in this setting then.
I get Common, Druidic, and one extra language based on Intelligence (plus any racial automatic languages available to Kirins), so I guess I'll take Neighuatl to round out any language barriers.
If that's not available, I'll just take Ignan, Terran or something else related to the elements monsters.
Sister Ash continues working in the kitchen, helping the ponies with whatever they ask for, for as long as it takes to finish preparing the meal.
"hmmmmmm, Sounds very interesting in theory.How is it in Practice?"
"So where are you from?">>68515I intended to give a description, but forgot
The voice comes from a Zebra Mare, who is a bit smaller than Iron. She has a sort of basic dress and a saddle bag. If she is holding a weapon it isn't immediately visible at least from this angle. She has the same sort of Caribbean accent as Zecora, but lacks her rhyming skills
"A few stallions we loaned money too, gambling debts as well. We will be visiting their residences.
I will do most of the talking. You are here if they need any more persuasion, and if they try anything. The capo will know if we try to short him, avoid police, and don't kill anypony or let any guns go off, because that'll get police on you.">>68517
She seems a little surprised that you asked this question, but answers happily
"Why Stalliongrad has recently managed to stop all food shortages with their agricultural collectivization, and over in Brodfield they threw off the shackles of the old nobility>>68516>common and druidic
Well, sure, if "common" is ponish, and "druidic" is the kirin language.>Neighuatl
Tell me how she knows Neighuatl if she's never been to Equestria
"Hmm, acceptable." He gets closer to the zebra mare. "I follow, you lead."
Onyx looks back over his shiny and slightly translucent coat.
"Well, uh. I figured the fact that I'm a crystal pony would show that I'm from the Crystal Empire."
Well, I get one bonus language based on intelligence, plus the equivalent to Common.
Druidic is an obscure magical language that comes to a Druid upon taking their first level; it is forbidden to teach. It would not be available to non-druid kirins.
If Neighuatl isn't on the table, I'll just take Ignan: the language of Fire Elementals.
Or Draconic. Do dragons have their own language?
*Thinking horse noises*
"And you Said Communism Helps The Workers? How Exactly Do they do that?"
Well, I guess that meta can be dealt with later.
Sister Ash proceeds with her work in preparing the meal, making small talk with the nuns about their shifts and schedules as she gets to know the workings of the abby.
He follows her to an apartment building, and she knocks on the first door
"Who is it?"
"We're here to collect our money. We loaned you last month and it's due now"
"I haven't got it"
"I can smell you've got the money for alcohol."
She decides to get some input from Iron to let him try>>68520
The green Stallion interjects
"Well, with that King Sombra coat he doesn't exactly shimmer in the light, but if he's not lying, that'd mean he's stateless>>68521
We're doing this based on the pony universe. I didn't say it was impossible, I just asked how it is plausible >>68522
"You see, when the nobles or the industrialists own the means of production, they take the products of the labor. Think of a serf on a farm. The serf's labor works the land and makes it grow food. But the landowner takes the fruits of the land, and only gives enough back to the serf for the serf to survive, if that. But really, the landowner hasn't created any value. Only the Serf has done that. It's more or less the same in our capitalist setting, just on a grander scale. the laborers create value by their labor, but this wealth goes to the capitalists who take the surplus and give back only a little to the workers who created the value. It's the exploitation of the worker. But when we remove the capitalist or the landowner or the noble, the laborers can enjoy the fruits of their own labor and share the wealth among themselves. They enjoy the surplus wasted by the rich
I'll take Draconic then.
Kirins are basically dragon-ponies, so it'd be plausible for her to be bi-lingual.
Onyx blinks, having never considered the resemblance.
"But what if the communist elite are corrupt? What happens then?"
I'm going to role gather information to subtly try to see if Sister Ash can overhear anything about these Waterfront Stallions mentioned earlier.
|Rolled 5 + 4|
Iron gives his partner a look. "Alright." He leans close to the door and speaks to the random pony. "Open the door and things will be easier for both of us. You really do not want me to break this door, because I will not be playing nice like my partner here." He knocks once. "If you do not open this door by the third knock, I will let myself in by force."fingers crossed
"So what does that mean for me?"
"Alright, we'll ask you directly: are you wanted for some crime in Manehattan or Canterlot">>68528
"The workers through them out. Steel Stallion especially was known to put corrupt officials on trial. But anyways it's really only the Markist-Lemmonist variety of communism that emphasizes a bourgeoisie vanguard of the revolution in pre-industrial states. Industrial states can theoretically go directly into the communist state without much need of a vanguard of the revolution.
Most of them work at the orphanage, especially providing an education to the orhpans. They spend a significant amount of time in meditation or praying>>68529She learns too muchseriously, I'm wondering if what I had planned originally was too intense>>68530
The Zebra whispers to you, "really? that's the best you've got?"
The stallion, however, takes the threat seriously enough, and opens the door. "My landlord is going to be pissed if this break again"
"Nope. But what does being stateless mean for me?"
"Depends on if it's true. Now tell me, how did you get those scars?"
Iron motions the Zebra to talk.
"My gun exploded in my face. I had to wear a type of mask until it healed."
"it seems to me like pony nature is being over looked."
"Give us the money." She states demandingly
"Alright, here's half. My next paycheck is in two weeks"
He pulls out a set of bits>>68538
"Your Gun? Where did you have a gun?">>68534
"to be Stateless is to be owned by no nation. Forever a stranger.">>68536
When Canterlot was captured by New Mareland, the order lost its main source of funding. This didn't change after the war, when Canterlot was placed in a different "autonomous region" and basically a different country. The war produced orphans, and not many of the mothers and fathers who went off to war returned. Besides this, the orphanage of Moonlight Shores closed down, sending their orphans to Baltimare. The overcrowding and dire financial situation caused the Nunnery to be vulnerable. they sold some property and items, but when the Waterfront gang came by offering money, they had no real alternative. They took loaned money, and it seemed for a couple months the Waterfront gang would be almost patient. But then, they wanted it paid, as if they didn't know that was not possible. What causes much grief was when they came and took a number of children. Most were evidently impressed into service as gang members, and quite a number were sold to "loving families" In far away cities. The sisters can't really be sure what happened to any of them.
The most Traumatic incident was when a sister Sage was taken away when she protested too much to the removal of the children. No one at all can say what happened to her. On one instance when the gang came it seems there was an attempt to violate the vows of a sister, but if any fillie or sister was actually violated that hasn't been alluded to.
Hopes seemed to raise when the central government in Sunset took notice of the situation of the orphanage. But the stallion they sent didn't offer the sisters direct help, they instead took more than half the kids away, who, it is claimed, would be raised by families and taken in by orphanages across the seas. They probably did this because they suspect the sisters to be Restorationists, and so want to keep children away from them. At least when the Government became involved, it seemed to scare away the gang
The sisters are incredibly hurt by all of this, although at times they admit that they aren't really sure they could have given the foals much better lives than where they are now. At least, where they hope the foals are now.>>68539
"But don't you see? Society shapes behavior, and when we have a society that rewards greed and emphasizes competitiveness, we will have competitive, greedy ponies. But when we build a society based on sharing and working together for the greater good, we can build a better pony"
"Well, I would have hoped I had a gun in the middle of a damn war."
First, open the set of bits and, with my partner, confirm that they are real bits and that it is half of what he owes. Iron whispers to partner "If you want to choke the guy for more, say the word."
"That Sounds like something the black hoofs would say."
A dark, stormy cloud brews over Sister Ash's head as the details all the misfortune pile up before her, which she immediately fans away with her hoof.
Now, I take it she didn't just hear this directly. What's the atmosphere in the room (or at the table, if the meal is finished)?
"Are you saying that you fought in the war?">>68543
"Those pony Supremacists? They prop up the industrialists>>68542
Check and check
"Choking might be a bit aggressive, but this guy has the other bits"
When the mares leave the kitchen and set the tables there is a much happier atmosphere. the Nuns direct all of the children to sit through a prayer to the Princess
Sister respectfully joins them in prayer.
|Rolled 11 + 5|
"They also improve the workers Quality of life or so i hear."
bluff roll to act like i dont know.
Sister respectfully joins them in prayer.
The bluffing technically works
"Well, indeed late stage capitalism has resulted in some benefits to the working class, but the fruits of their labor still mostly goes to the industrialists"
"the Black hoofs are Capitalists?"
"Capitalists of a different flavor, to be sure, but capitalists nevertheless. They retain private property and corporations"
|Rolled 9 + 4|
"I will take that as "the word." Iron turns his head towards the indebted pony. "Do you take us as fools? We know you have more on you, so cough up or the owner will pay far more to clean up your corpse than a broken door."I feel like such an edgelord
Rolling opposed intimidation roll
he holds his ground for a moment, then blinks.
"Alright all right, I'll give you the money I saving for an engagement ring"
He hands over the other bits. The Zebra nods at Iron in contentment
|Rolled 10 + 5|
"i Would Argue that Capitalism and…..wait what where was called again? Fashieism? i would argue that they are 2 very different things From What ive Seen."
"It is, all the same, a distraction from the Worker's state and the class struggle. The Blackhooves are imperialists, and they don't accept the Griffon working class as equals in their society
"Good riddance. You do not need a ring to claim a mare.", he turns to the Zebra mare, waiting her next move. Along the way, she asks why a zebra is here instead of her homeland.
"That's a fairly normal take, although most will pay up immediately, and some really don't have money. My family came here before I was born. My father was a sailor who visited this land. He liked it so much he moved here with his wife, and I was born here"
He nods. "Your father sounds strong. Did he battle often?"
"No Griffons iv seen has been treated poorly by the black hooves."
"No, no. He was employed out of a port in Zebrica. We were part of the 'upper class' I guess. But I've been told I had great grandfathers who saw battle">>68566
"Why, they are impressed into military service and not allowed into the government"
"Because this State was traditionally pony land?"
"That is fine. I have not seen many strong ponies around here either so it is understandable." He looks around. "So who is next in line to collect?"
"A pleasure Ms. Prancer, please enjoy your drink, and do let me know if I can be of further assistance. My name is Brie." He says with a wink
I can do whatever it takes to get the party moving. Just give me a nudge and I'll play along.
I can continue to pretend to flirt with mares so I can end up walking them home and then robbing them blind at a later date until everyone comes together, I don't mind waiting.
But if we continue along the same line>>68568
"The Griffons owned the Western shore of Griffonia before they came 500 years ago, and many of the Griffons are Aborigines, and some are immigrants">>68569
The next two ponies in line paid without any real fuss. Less fuss than legal debt collecting half the time, really. The one after that, the mare made the guy cry. It didn't seem like you'll be getting money out of that one. And the fifth one, well, that's where it gets interesting
The Zebra, whose name you learned is Black Cauldron, knocks on the door, in what is the second floor of an apartment complex.
"We hear to collect on your gambling debts"
"I ain't payin' no debts"
the Stallion looks out through the hole.
"Open that door and talk to us or we'll break it down."
The Stallion takes the lock off the door and opens it. He is somewhat inside the door, which is now fully open, but he has a break-action rifle in his hooves. He points it directly at Black, and the barrel is very slightly outside. It's a single shot rifle
"I told you, I ain't payin' no gambling losses">>68570
She smiles and winks, but the guy next to her is irritated
"Oh, please pardon me sir, I was captivated by the young mare here. Can I get you anything?"
"Oh please sir don't be bashful, its no trouble at all."
|Rolled 16 + 4|
Iron put a menacing glare, placing himself in front of Cauldron. "Put that tool down right now, colt. Do not make me snatch it away from you if you want your heart inside you instead of outside being raven food. This is a gamble you do not want to make."Here's hoping if I fail the intimidate I get to roll initiative
|Rolled 16 + 8|
The Stallion gets extra modifiers for holding a gun. Boosts confidence
You get to roll initiative
|Rolled 4 + 1|
Rolling for the Gambler and for Black. Black has the +1
Iron wins Initiative. The Gambler is second, followed by Black Cauldron
"Excuse me but i never got your name. id like to get in contact with you later. you're pretty cute to be honest."
She's kind of offended at the "pretty cute" comment. Her boyfriend, who has been standing next to her since Dark Star first approached them, is even more offended
>>68584>>68585Ok, I'll improvise. Tell me if I'm missing anything
|Rolled 16 + 10|
Iron nonlethally attacks unarmed with improved unarmed strike.
"hey hows it going buddy?"
Improved unarmed strike is automatic, you don't have to declare it (though it was good to state it was a non-lethal attack)
That sure as shit hits. the question is if it's enough to knock him out before he shoots>>68589
"Hey" he glares>>68579
The bar tender signals to Brie, and should he chose to listen, is told this
"You charmed that mare a little bit, but you're never going to make her leave a guy with more money for a guy like you. She's the kind of Succubus that seeks out prey with the most money and the most power. It's her way of affirming her value, and of being better than the other mares. She can only offer her looks and herself as a target of your affection. But she'll take from you all of your affection, your attention your money, and a piece of your life force as she dumps her insecurities and her hatred of her life onto you. When the Changelings roll into this town at the end of next year, mares like her will find that they are out of a job."
*currently asleep in the back of a hay wagon wearing a straw hat, hitch hiking to the nearest town*
*plucky doesn't know where she is headed because that would require a level of planning that she simply isn't capable of*
*a small guitar lays beside her in the hay*
"I'm not trying to win her affection, I'm just trying to walk her home, if you catch my drift."
He moves back and away, and he pulls the mare away with him>>68596
"And that's exactly the thing. She will never let anypony walk home when another stallion can drive her in a Mustang Royal. >>68595
Hmmm, I'm not entirely sure what to do
figure out where the driver of the cart is going in order to best facilitate my character into the story, she'll hop out and start playing anywhere
*and then you hear some bitch playing a guitar*
"Well are you
gonna tell me where she lives then?"
"ah i see,my bad buckaroo.sorry."
*walks back to the bar*
|Rolled 1 + 4|
What's your modifiers on this? I think this dice roll is right? Anyways, rolling damage
"What exactly are you intending to do to my customers?"
5 base and 5 for STR
I mean specifically the damage
It's a bare hoof if you're asking for weapons. Hold on, maybe the sheet says
"Nothing improper, I can assure you of that. Research, my good man."
Hmmm. So I take it he went to the socialist event to pick up mares, and went home before the speaker even arrived?
"I think her dad is on….. well… Damn. Let me think"
When you are about to give up, he responds "oh yes, she is on sixth and Harerington">>68608
Then I guess he won't out anything about secret meetings, but alright
No idea where it says on the sheet, so I guess the dice is ok?
The town of Moonlight Shores is behind the cart, driven by an already annoyed Mule, and Plucky Strings. They head towards the night and into that realm between lighted towns
*he goes inside the event*
"Sounds ritzy. I guess I've got my work cut out for me then."
|Rolled 12 + 1|
Well shit, he hurt him, but not enough to disable him in one strike.
The Gamble fires his rifle straight at Iron.>>68612
When he gets inside, a director tells him to go to Hall C, which is now filled at least a thousand ponies, probably far more, and has a big stage. It takes a few minutes to get inside and get a seat. >>68613
"Well, I don't know what your work is, exactly, but they are a part of the town Bourgeoisie, I can tell you that"
|Rolled 5, 3 = 8|
|Rolled 12 + 4|
The bullet hits Iron. Black Cauldron swings at the stallion with her crowbar
*He Grumbles About Getting Cockblocked by that stallion*
"I just mean it will take more than a little flirting and getting the mare drunk to work my way into that crowd."
So I got hit for 8 damage? Also what's with the two dice for the damage?
Iron takes damage, about 8 points. I'm not entirely sure what that corresponds to, but probably something like a shot to the shoulder. It's very far from placing Iron in critical, but he is shot, he is losing blood. You don't have the money yet. You are on the second floor of an apartment and a gun has gone off, so expect witnesses to come into the hallway>>68618
I figured a Break Action sporting rifle is about a 2d6 in damage. Guns are powerful. I still can't quite say how much HP you have in total. I think you rolled a 13 for con, and add the Earth Pony racial modifier you'd have 15, so an HP of something like 4d10+20.
*hops off the back of the hay cart*
"Thanks for the ride old timer, have a lovely da… er night"
*looks around feeling uneasy about how dark it was*
*strums the guitar lightly*
Weird, it made HP rolls to get health, do they count? I'm sure I have more than 15 since I picked Toughness twice, but if the HP rolls per level count, I have 48 health total, so no sweat broken here.
"Oh yeah. You'd need money and nothing less">>68616
The Speaker comes in. It's none other than Golden Delicious, the leader of the local communist party.
"We give praise to Larry Berry, our City Mayor, who was elected in this city for the first time 6 years ago on a pledge to help the working class."
His speech is mostly similar to what you heard from the communist outside, but there are some details
"We all fear the changelings, yes? Monstrous parasites? But we worked so long under the princesses, who were in their way, like parasites." He says some more things about Baltimare
Do you want to know more, or zone out until the end?>>68621
Your HP is a full 10 at first level, and a d10 dice role for each level after that. So 10+4d10. Add to that, 2 HP for each level from your con bonus. So another 10. What ever you get from toughness, add that to it.
I think it's very safe to say that Iron could take a few more bullets before he's down. The issue is the fact that a gun went off inside of a building.
Alright, I'm still fighting, but roll damage for the zebra since she attacked and all.
*DarkStar pays attention*
|Rolled 1 + 1|
Black Cauldron hits with her crowbar
Well shit, this guy ain't quite out yet. Looks like it's Iron's turn again
"I wonder if their money would be enough." he Eeee's to himself.
"Alright, I guess I'll try my luck elsewhere." he says aloud.
|Rolled 15 + 7|
"Come on, mare. Let's show him that we are not to be shot at. No one shoots at me without paying for it in pain!"
Iron uses power attack to increase damage by 3 and non-lethally attacks the gambler unarmed.
Golden Delicious's speech focuses overwhelmingly on Equestria before the war, and tries to dissect the concept of Harmony and it's place in history. He notes that it's always been tolerant of inequality, with particular note of the Canterlot elite, who were always wealthier than the common pony. He makes what seems to be a comment criticizing Rarity, talking about making dresses for wealthy ponies when many are unclothed. He disparages the Mane Six more generally when he says that Equestria was so dependent on the few to protect them, that the great masses never learned to protect themselves. They were docile and subservient, he says. He talks about Equestrian Imperialism when he speaks about the Buffalo and the Encroachment on their land. This might be a reference to New Mareland imperialism in Griffonia, but it's subtle. He finally says that Baltimare has been a proud defender of the Equestrian people as it was the place of the final surrender of Equestria (to NM, not the Changelings). He says they fought not for the princesses, but for the workers, mentioning how Baltimare elected a socialist six years before. He praises Stalliongrad, and gives a description of its success that is probably exaggerated, but who can be sure? He speaks against the resurgent Griffonian Empire and it's aggression against griffon nations as well as it's theocratic form of fascism. The Griffonian Empire is an has been a sort of ally of both the Changelings and New Mareland.
On the Subject of Baltimare, he praises Larry Barry's attention to the the Poor, and blames Baltimare's economic struggles on the War and a general lack of industrialization. A stallion a row in front of you whispers something about Berry not doing anything about rampant crime and especially knife murders. Delicious praises the Socialized medicine system. He criticizes how the natives in the south are "expolited" by industrialists who now enter the southern forests
As a gist, you can gather three things. Golden Delicious seems to be attacking mostly the princesses, perhaps to convert their followers. He will never attack New Mareland directly, but always indirectly. Thirdly, the government in Baltimare is already somewhat under the socialists. Importantly, the south is seen as kind of under the control of CapitalistsI think something in that should be meaningful
You misunderstand. I'm going to try and rob them blind now that I know where they live. This wasn't a seduction attempt, it was reconaissance
The gambler is punched upside the face and falls to the ground thoroughly unconscious. Iron is still bleeding, you still don't have the money, and ponies are likely to come out side their apartments to see what the noise is. You are on the second floor.>>68633
Iron commands the zebra to search the room and take the weapon from the gambler. While she does her thing, he closes the door and looks for alternative exits, also making sure to place the unconscious gambler on an open space with no cover like tables and furniture of the sort.
To clarify, I went inside the room and then closed the door. The scene is in the gambler's apartment.
After Black Cauldron is done being offended by being "commanded" by the new underling, she grabs the rifle and starts prying around for money. That apartment door is the only way out of the apartment, an you can't be sure if this fire-trap is within city code. There is a door that leads out to a small balcony, just big enough to two ponies to sit on chairs but not really even move. It has iron bar railings and is one floor above the street, which has ponies on it. There is a window out a bathroom that could probably be opened, but is somewhat narrow. It is one floor above an alley way
Iron slowly peers outside the door to see if there are any escape routes available. Windows, doors leading to stairs, etc.
Nothing appears readily usable besides Jumping from the balcony onto the street, and jumping from the window onto the alley. There is no fire-escape
Iron closes the door, moves to the bathroom and inspects the alley below, looking for any soft landings nearby like filled dumpsters and the like.
Why don't you roll a d20 for luck?
Here goes a single die of 20 sides. Let's see who has fate on their side.
Hmmm…. Not bad. But not terribly good. It looks like the best you have in the alley under you is a wooden crate platform to break your fall. Jumping out of that small window will also be kind of awkward
"Larry Berry huh?"
Iron hatched a small plan. When Cauldron finds the bits to pay up the debt, she jumps out the window to the wooden crate. Meanwhile, he will move some furniture to block the door and checks to see if the gambler had a mattress. Roll luck again, see if he finds it.You can nullify the roll if you want
Democratically Elected Mayor of Baltimare under the Democratic Socialist Party, since long before the war>>68646
Well, since the odds of pony having a mattress are at least 50/50, he has a mattress. Cauldron is a bit skeptical of leaving him there
can i roll to see if anything he said stands out to me?
Yes, but what kind of "stands out"?
Like an encoded message, or something of the sort.
Iron shrugged. "If you have the gun, it will be fine. I am capable of dealing with him if he wakes up." Iron now checks to see if the mattress can pass through the balcony to the streets below. After this he checks the furniture one more time, see if can put the gambler in any big closet or wardrobe. Of course I roll luck again.
Well, one thing in particular….
Golden Delicious praises helping the poor, and he praises industrialism. Except…. He does not praise the infrastructure and building programs in the south. These are in areas with very large numbers of natives, and with settlers along the coats. He talks about a time in Equestrian history when the natives rose up and attacked groups of workers working on a railway.>>68652
Iron can fit the Matress diagonally through the Balcony door
One more thing. The speech is "Shocking" and "offensive," as it were, for the way it speaks of the Princess, and that is what you can bet will be reported in the papers. It seems that Golden Delicious is taking full advantage of the repeal of the Blasphemy laws
Iron finally have all the ends tied up. He only needs to wait for Cauldron to find the blasted pouch of bits. He stands guard at the door, looking directly at the gambler. The mattress was dragged near the balcony but did not pass through the balcony door. This plan involved splitting the total loot where he had just a tenth of the total amount and Cauldron had the rest. First, when she finds the pouch, they both push the mattress out of the balcony and let it fall on the street. Then he escapes through the balcony while she escapes through the window. He relays the plan to her while she is looking for the pouch, staring at the gambler's unconscious body.
The Gambler is still unconscious. Cauldron has what she thinks is of value
"I didn't grab everything of value, just the cash. When the police get here I want him to have to explain to them that he was doing illegal gambling with the mafia if he wants to tell them who assaulted him. Not just let him say that he was robbed by some evil Native and a Zebra"
She maneuvers herself through the window. She's quite agile and smaller than iron, so she manages to hang onto the window sill with her hooves before she drops down onto the palate
As ponies get up to leave, you get the sense that some of them might want to go off to other, more secret meetings at other locations. A sort of "After party"
i attempt to tail them
"There she goes." Iron said. The gambler had to get up to relay the info Cauldron. As he waits, he decides to drag the mattress near the balcony door to set up his escape.
What are you waiting for exactly?Time is not exactly your friend>>68660
Dark star follows a little group, who in turn split of into little groups, one of whom seems like an organizer of something
Well, only option I see is to intimidate the gambler to spill the beans and all. I don't have incriminating evidence of the sort to pin him of illegal gambling.
Cauldron yells up from the ground. Whispers loudly, anyways
"If he chooses to tell police that he was accosted for money, they'll understand quickly he was doing something to get that debt. Have faith, and get out of there before someone sees you"
Well, Iron will try squeezing through the window.
|Rolled 16 + 2|
If you are going out the window, and not the balcony, roll for Jump
>>68667I was expecting to get stuck on the window for some reason
|Rolled 10 + 7|
Iron jumps from the window to the crate below.
Pretty lucky listen. You heard a small list of places communists intend to go to, although starting almost immediately. One in midtown in a hotel, one west in an official's home, one in a manufactury near the docks, and one south in a sugar mill
Oh he damn near got stuck, but is able to fall and hit the ground with his hind legs before falling on his back
Cauldron: "Now come on"
*Follows them to the Docks*
Iron follows Cauldron.
"Now we got to get that wound patched up. Do you think you can continue working tonight?">>68673
Make a spot check
Iron nodded, closing the distance between him and Cauldron "I have had worse at my tribe. I can continue with the job."
Neither Red nor Black appear visible in this group
Can i head to the official's home?
She appears impressed, and places a cloth over his wound to cover the bleeding
"I know a place where we can fix this later. Now we still got places to go."
Roll for luck for the rest of the locations>>68679
You can head to any location, just so long as it is one location
i make my way there.
HmmmDo you want another encounter, or is it time to wrap it up tonight. Literally in the case of Iron's wound>>68682
As you head that direction, a pony asks you how long you've been attending communist meetings
"i just started. tonight was my first one."
I see. I take it you were very moved?"
IRL I will stop. Need sleep In-game I just let the zebra wrap me in bandages and continue work. The encounter can wait until midday without a sacrifice in-game, right?
Kek, sure. I need to sleep as well>>68685
I will try to craft something tomorrow
"iw was one of the most amazing experiences of my life, its like waking up for the first time."
*What Does this pony look like?*
|Rolled 7 + 6|
I would like to roll Knowledge (Religion) to see if I recall any useful facts about this "Restorationist" faction, and the central government's attitude towards them.
Yep, I have got to put more ranks in that skill…>tfw 13 only Int
Cleans per second, of course
Laundry doesn't do itself. All those habits need to be washed every day (which is why most ponies don't wear them).
Unicorns are lucky, they can just cast Prestidigitation to wash their things.
But on that note, Int is a pretty god-tier stat for any class with more than 2 skills. It's basically your IQ stat, and determines how versitile your character is going forward.
My previous characters have been a Rogue, a Bard, and a high-Int Artificer, so i:'ve never been wanting skillpoints before.
I guess it's not my Niche though; I'll just put all my points into class-specific skills like knowledge (religion), Spellcraft and Heal, and let the rest of the party handle the intensive skillwork (once we meet up).
It's nice that Driuds get 4 skillpoints per level though, although they don't get Knowledge (Arcana) like Clerics do.
She's an Earth pony of a kind of light lavender color, with a yellowish mane you could call "blonde.">>68694
The Restorationist faction is ponies of a more or less conservative bend who want to go back to the status quo ante bellum, where Equestria was an independent nation under alicorn rule. Basically the essence of the doctrine is the restoration of the Diarchy. The Central Government, for it's part has claimed to be entering negotiations for a release of the princesses from their captivity. The government has strongly condemned all instability caused by restorationists, and has generally snubbed restorationists in favor of Black Hooves affiliates when it comes to appointments for offices in the autonomous regions
>>68695>13 int gang>>68701
"Do you Go to the meetings as well?"
The pony stamps her hooves in excitement
“Golden Delicious couldn’t say most of what needed to be said, but you’ll hear more”
“I’ve been attending for a while now”
"What Needed to be said?"
What time of day is it, where my character stands?
Oh, and one more thing:
Do the Sisters pray in the morning, evening, or both?
I need to designate a time/event at which I prepare my spells, and I would prefer to join them in in their practices for as long as Sister Ash remains at the orphanage.
Ok, When you're ready, we can continue where we left off with BIG
That’s pretty easy to do when Chrystalis has all 4 of them>>68710
They pray in morning and evening, and sometimes just when they can. The more formal and serious session seems to be in the morning, lasting an hour and conducted in a language that seems to be other than ponish>>68707
“Things he couldn’t say in public”>>68711>>68711
Well, I’m away from my laptop, so I’m a bit limited in what I am able to do right now.
I can wait, no rush. A rushed scenario will always be bad after all.
*interested horse noises*
From this point on, Sister Ash will make her prayers in the morning with her fellows, preparing her spells as the sun rises.
And we're back!>>68715
Black Cauldron gets back onto the route of collections to make. Two more collections are made in different apartments that go more or less without incident. A stallion who saw Iron's wound seemed to be somewhat intimidated by it, as if it brought awareness of the severity of the situation.
The next collection does not take place in a multi-family unit, but at a single family residence. As you walk through the neighborhood it is dark and the homes seem to be small units of a sort of "shotgun" style with small lawns in what seems to be a working class neighborhood. The unit that Black Cauldron stops at has a particularly unkept lawn, and no lights are on. She knocks on the door. She knocks on the door again. And a third time.
"I know you're in there"
After probably two minutes, she finally gets a response. "I'm not opening that door">>68716
"Wait until we get there. It's a meeting of sorts
When you approach the home you see a home that is white with pillars on the front yard. It's a colonial style, almost like a plantation house. Of course it isn't on a plantation, but a two acre property in a residential neighborhood in town. "Here it is. I think we will meet in his library"
"Youre messing with me right? People have libraries in their homes?"
|Rolled 3 + 3|
Rolling to wash dishes after dinner.
|Rolled 6 - 2|
Rolling to clean tables and floors
The pink mare and the stallion seem a bit confused, but finally say "Alright, that is all the questions we have for you right now." They start to get up, and signal that you can get up. The black uniformed Earth pony says
"Before we can release him, there's one thing we have to do first. Especially seeing as he has no papers on him."
He stands up and moves in front of Onyx. He takes out from his pocket a small flashlight and turns it on.
He looks over to the others and says "assume a ready position." They stand up and move more closely, and then take out batons.
"Alright, now look at me."
He looks into Onyx's eyes, and seems a little perplexed
"This clouded eye, I'm guessing you can see with it?">>68726>>68725
"Ponies of culture and taste often do. They collect books from around the world and enrich their knowledge in their free time">>68726>>68728
A sister approaches Ash
"We thank you for your help sister Ash, but maybe washing dishes and cleaning tables isn't your calling"
The Kirin mare shrugs defeatedly
"Where I come from, ceramic plates are only used on special occasions.."
"my Familiy never had a large amount of bits."
"And neither did mine, but we shall have more when the day comes"
The ponies go into the house, with nice wooden floors, and seats assembled. There are more ponies than chairs or seats, so some sit on the floor >>68730
"Well then, what did you use to eat on normal occasions?" the Mare asks
"Uh, no. I thought that's the scar you meant earlier."
*DarkStar stands at the Back of the Crowd*
Brie continues to clean tables and floors, watching Ms. Prancer and co. out of the corner of his eye but otherwise neither interacting nor engaging anyone, memorizing her residence and contemplating what the bartender said.
"..At the monastary where I trained, we did not possess so many things of practical value.. We were taught that material luxuries, like china, were mere distractions from our meditation..
For what little that we ate, we cooked wrapped in java leaves, and ate off of them without much zeal…"
She trails off
"..It was a simple life. A life with little for company but my elders and the trees.."
A pony comes through a door in an area on the far right with tables and open windows. She says "I'm sure many of you have already met the stallion who is about to speak. But this is hardly a lecture. When the worker's state is established, it will be ruled by a workers council chosen directly from the ponies. In the struggle that is to come, you all will play a direct role, and so your input is valued. Now, the pony here has played a direct role in what has been accomplished so far in our city, but as you all know there is much more that needs to be done, and he shall shed some light on that. I introduce to you now the director of the Health and Equine Services Department of Baltimare: Affordable Care
Affordable Care walks into the room. he is a grey Unicorn with a white mane and a stack of papers as his cutie mark.
"When Mayor Larry Barry promised healthcare for all 6 years ago, many ponies thought that that was only a dream. But I knew it was possible, and worked hard to make it a reality. And now, Baltimare has made Healthcare available to all creatures. Now, I know many of you believe mayor Larry Berry has not gone nearly far enough, and I agree. Because, just as affordable healthcare was percieved as a utopian fantasy six years ago, many people think that an international union of states run by worker's councils is a fantasy. And that too, can be made a reality. No, it will not be easy nor will it be done over night, but with the help of enough ponies - ponies like you - it can be made a reality">>68733
"Well, I just wanted to know if your eyes are functioning. Anyways…"
He shines the light into Onyx's eyes, moving the light back and forth between each eye
"Keep them open"
He seems confused a bit about the milky eye, and focuses his attention on the good eye. He looks into it. "Hmmm." Then his face turns into an expression of worry. He shines the light across it again. "well." He seems very unsure. He runs the light across it again, and again. His expression grows to more concern.
"alright, I think you are good. Now we can leave the room. If you will follow me this direction." His hoof darts about>>68736
"Aye, I see. Some orders, like the Order of Blessed Word, are more frugal than we, thinking it gets them closer to Celestia. We don't go quite that far in our vows">>68735
The trio of ponies start to leave together. The sailor is the least drunk of the three and leads. The Pony with more facial hair who is a bit older gets up next. Ms. Prancer is the most drunk, and hangs onto the older stallion in a flirtatious manner
He checks the time
Uh, 11 PM? Midnight, maybe
"So, uh waht was that for?"
Whenever you're ready, you can continue Iron's substory of debt collecting.
"Just a test, continue this way">>68742
Already started. See >>68724
*gives the appearance of thinking*
>>68743Need to increase perception>>68724
Iron checks to see if there is any peephole or keyhole to look through. He may have fallen for the gambler's trap, but it's not happening again.
Onyx continues to follow
He describes now the dream that the Baltimare zone will be turned into its own workers state that will be in federation with other workers states. He speaks especially of Stalliongrad, which was able to successfully expel Equestrian garrisons 25 years before. The area of Souther Severyana is of particular concern. It is its own autonomous region in the New Mareland Occupied Zone. He speaks of attempts by Stalliongrad to take this land back. He must be tolerant of group participation by this point, because he accepts it when a mare interjects
"Why should we focus on historical, ethnic, and linguistic barriers. These don't really define creatures in the way that the universal exlpoitation of the working class does. He responds that there will be a union of states, but the base states will likely be what used to be historical nations. More discussion erupts >>68745
There is no peep hole on the door, nor anything to look through on the door. The only ways to look inside the house are through the windows to either side>>68746
The stallion leads them into an open area of the Police station as the other two move behind them. When they arrive in an area with many more ponies, the stallion turns. He reaches for something…….
He pulls out a pistol and aims it at onyx. So do a half dozen ponies around him. At least two cock shotguns
"GET DOWN ON THE GROUND!"
Onyx goes rigid and comically falls on his side.
*Thinking Pony noises*
|Rolled 12 + 4|
Iron motions Cauldron to sneak towards the windows and see if there's any traps around them. While she does this. He stands closer to the door. "You have lent money and now you do not even pay back? You should reconsider, since I will not hesitate to break this door down, crack every one of your bones and punch your face until you either lose all your teeth or give us the money that is owed. You can avoid it by giving us what you owe now, so make this easy on us."
>>68737Not really necessary when you worship a horse who sits on her ass and eats cake all day.
".. I cannot say it brought me any closer to the divine.. but I learned things in that temple while it lasted.. our training was strenuous . Eventually, I was able to accept that I didn't need
material possessions to be content, faithful, or wise.. but I could still use them.."
".. On one occasion, the Lord of the lands adjacent came to the temple and seek audience with our elders over a turmoil that he'd faced. When the Lord came, he brought his stallions, and with the cooks came china: exquisite, beutiful pieces that only a king could flaunt. So glorious, so sinful. The Lord offered a feast to show his his gratitude, and so we ate together, even though we did not need to. For us, eating was merely an expression of solidarity; a means to accept the the stallion's hospitality. He was quite the bold stallion, and surely would not leave without paying, and so as the elders honored his favor he was put at peace..
… China.. is only good when it is shared with others, is it not?"
A swarm of officers surrpound Onyx. Two Cuff his legs. Each set of legs
The Black uniformed officer says to the others "Help me carry him down stairs"
Onyx is more or less dragged through a hall, down a set of stairs, and into a concrete basement room less welcoming than the interrogation room he left. The black officer yells out to get other personnel, and comes into the room. Two other officers aim weapons at him while others guard the door
The black uniformed officer asks seriously "Why are you here?">>68749
The topic of debate now shifts to Changelings. One pony is very insistent that the Changeling worker drone is just as oppressed as the pony, and that they too, are ripe for revolution. Another pony insists the Changelings can never be trusted, pointing to a statement by the General Secretary of Stalliongrad that called Changlings "monsters." Everypony Agrees that Chrystalis is naked imperialism, and must be removed>>68750
The pony hesitates to respond, and then, with a shaking voice says "I'm not going to open this door"Intimidation is a bit harder when they have a physical barrier to protect them>>68751Know who brings the Light you ingrate
"Of course. The teachings of Harmony show us that you will only find your place in interdependence with others. Life is gloomy and unhappy without friendship and those around us. Tradition, Community, Family, and our friends are the cornerstones of Self-fulfillment, along with contributing our own special talents to society.
So… what do you think of our China?"
"I don't know, why did you bring me down here?"
"Because you are a Changeling Operative"
"Death to imperialists Changelings!"
"I take it as permission to bust this door down." he looks at Cualdron, see her reaction to it before fully commiting to the action.
Onyx squints at the pony infront of him.
"So now you're accusing ponys that fought against, and lost friends to the changelings of being their operatives?"
She shrugs, but also opens the window>>68757
"You're not fully convincing"
A mare comes in and spreads a sort of green goo substance on Onyx.>>68755
Dark Star's remark incites another remark about the failure of Larry Berry's administration to deal with the exploitation of the working class, as industries are still mostly run by large corporations. They start to criticize the Black Hooves and New Mareland, and eventually come to the agreement that the owners of Capital will not part with their power without revolution - in contradistinction to the ideology of Larry Berry's movement
"And just what the hell is this?"
|Rolled 7 + 5|
Iron nods and bodyslams the door. Rolling strength check to see if successful first try.
*Darkstar commits the pony that said that to memory*
"You tell us, Changeling">>68760
Iron slams himself against the door, but his effort could hardly be called his best. It is, however, enough to beat the wooden door, and the deadbolt.
Rolling the cook's reflex save on the door
"I still don't know what this shit is"
It's honestly better than having to delete a post because of misclicks tbh. I have that happen like 5 to 6 times last night.
A moment of silence
The Cook deftly moves back and out of the way of the Door. He is holding a sword. A freaking Medieval Sword>>68761
The topic now shifts to what the ponies all came there for: Revolution. All agree it must be done. The harder part, is how to pull it off. Discussion rages as to whether a revolution in Baltimare alone is possible, whether it would need Manehattan and Fillidelphia, and whether the Changelings must be dealt with first. All agree that they must take up arms if the Changelings come in and New Mareland abandons them…. but is there greater urgency? There is a worry that Stalliongrad will be invaded by Changelings>>68763
The Sister pets Ash to calm her >>68765
"We ask again, what is your purpose here?"
A cutie Pegasus mare, of a light blue almost white coat enters, with Blue hair, and a lanky almost cat like appearance enters the room, and comes to Onyx's side. The Black Uniformed pony tells her "This one denies he's a changeling"
"Less denying and more stating to be honest. Denying would mean I am one."
Onyx then looks around
"Now is anyone gonna explain the green goopy bullshit?"
OOc, Would this be enough to get the RWDS to take these guy?
Unfortunately I think that can only be done in Character>>68769
The Pegasus mare walks around Onyx, inspects him, presses her hoof against parts of his body, and especially checks the place where the green goo was placed. The Mare says "He's not a Changeling" to the other ponies
The Stallion says
"Well, looks like you are now free to go"
|Rolled 19 + 4|
Iron nods in approval. "Ah, your choice in weaponry is good, colt. Reminds me of a friend." He readies himself. "Well, I did tell you I would crack your bones now, but I give you one last chance. Hand the bits over and I will not break you." Iron cracks a smile. "If you want to test our skills in combat, step forth, and I will show you the true meaning of strength."
"… The china that the Lord brought on that day.. was quite spectacular.. Stark white heirloom ceramic in antique, historic condition.. They were glazed with enough colors to match the church's windows, each displaying elegant, unique paintings of tigers, dragons and phoenixes, with gaudy golden trim. They were certainly the gloat of a stallion who took great pride in flaunting the glory of his wealth.. and for that purpose, they were splendid.."
She looks closely at a plate
".. These plates.. are simple in nature and practice. Plain, monoform pieces molded from inexpensive materials. If one breaks it can easily be replaced without grief or mourning.. Humble plates indeed.."
She turns toward the duster as she gently carressses the plate with a washcloth
"But precisely because of that, they are here in this abby. They are plates that are fit to feed the children of this orphanage; simple plates that can be trusted even to a child. They're not made to impress anyone, but their purpose is sublime. Plates that Sisters and children can use together to enjoy a earnestly-cooked meal. And for that matter, they're certainly better than the plates of that stallion; those plates who sit on the shelves in his castle collecting dust for years on end."
She puts the plate down (after taking 10 on her cleaning check).
"Plates that are humble enough to be trusted to children are the only plates we need. But for now, I think I'm better trusted with the laundry."
[zen dialect intensifies]
The mare, who has a perpetual smile, walks up to you
"It's the Blue Green eyes"
She points to her own eyes, which also have a blue green coloration
"They can cause false positives on one of the Changeling identification tests">>68770
Still more discussion speculates. Some ponies think that because the Baltimare area does not share a border with the Changeling lands, they are safe from immediate invasion in the event of a general revolt. Another pony states that there is a problem. The ponies of the forbidden jungles, especially the natives of Tenochtitlan, would probably not join in any general revolt. they can't even be sure of the ponies of Moonlight Shore. Affordable Care assures them that all of these issues are being worked on>>68774
I don't think Ash can take a 10, but anyways,
"What do you think of the wealthy of Canterlot. Maybe you don't know those ponies…. but… what do you think of those that do chose extravagance?"
"Whats being done to ensure they help us?"
"Huh. Don't think a Changeling would bother making himself half blind though."
"We are working on, shall we say, convincing the ponies of the South and to the East">>68778
"Don't underestimate the care changelings put into their appearances" she says
The pony stares at him in a sort of shear horror.
He drops his sword
*Even more thinking horse noises*
"For me, humble life is that of a personal choice; I myself knowing that I do not know need the luxuries of mortal life to be content in my sovereign soul. I never payed very much thought to those who seek wealth and hoard the treasures of their excess. I could say such a life of extravagance is shortsighted and vain, for they will not find wholeness in affluence; but who am I to judge others for their own choices? I chose this way of life to quel my my own fire; some others may find virtue in their own paths.
I am not familiar with the area of Equestria. Agglomerations of industry and sprawling cities of asphalt.. none like the place where I grew up. I only came to the city because I've come to learn that where there are cities there are ponies who suffer from poverty and destitution, horrors of the modern world.."
Iron's posture slackened, deadpan expression clearly showing. He walks towards him and takes the sword and places it next to the door, then he plants himself next to the door. He gestures Cauldron to do her thing.
Onyx thinks about this for a moment.
"So can I leave?"
Bored, and somewhat curious, Brie approaches the bartender.
"Hey, I wanted to ask you something."
Another pony asks for more details, but he says that he is not at liberty to say much more>>68783
And Cauldron does her thing. But the Cook finds new motivation
"So what are you going to do now? Rob me blind?">>68781
A pony expresses concern especially about the native tribes. She things they may become as collaborationist as the ponies of Manehattan. Affordable care assures them they know how to demoralize>>68782
"I think you've heard of the other foals, haven't you?">>68784
The Green Earth pony points a hoof
"Exit's that way"
Onyx leaves the building
He is not arrested, detained, or otherwise harassed or accosted by police on his way out
"Now what might that be?"
"You mentioned something about changelings earlier, I was curious what you meant."
Sister Ash frowns, then nods
"I have gathered an air of misfortune.. for those circumstances, I give my condolence."
"I mean I think it is pretty obvious they will take what they didn't take six months ago. Chrysalis thought she almost had all Equestria 10 years ago, and she won't be happy taking only half of it. She probably won't be happy only taking Equestria, really. Those New Marelanders tried to grab land when land was there to grab. All they want to do is suck away resources and whoever will join them before they abandon the continent to the wolves">>68791
"Only a condolence?"
It's around midnight, and Onyx has probably done his good deed for the day
"If you were going to avoid your responsibility that you agreed and tarnish the trust between you and the lender, then they are forced to "rob" you." Iron narrows his eyes. "You should have paid them. You should not drop to the ground and cry when things do not go your way, colt." He cranes his neck forward. "Grow up already."
*thinks even more*
"Interesting. Do you really think they would occupy a place like Baltimare tI thought they feed off positive energy or something like that,… this city doesn't seem like it would,… be appetizing."
He heads back to his room one more time, this time getting some well deserved sleep.He's still pissed about loosing his only possession
Sister Ash's normally disciplined complection breaks down into a scowling twitch for a fraction of a second, and if the Sister looked closely, she might have noticed a very faint momentary whisp of smoke hissing from the corner of the stoic mare's eye.
"..Those who predate on ponies who have been rendered defenseless by destitute, and exploit the helpless innocence of children… Are a kind of creature I cannot forgive…!"
"Oh, look at you. Think you're the righteous one because you've got big muscles? I tell you, you're all a bunch of crooks">>68797
The bar tender looks over to Ms. Prancer as she stumbles out the door with her two stallions.
"Not every pony likes the good stuff. Some are scavangers. The Cheap thrill of vice could never satisfy the way the high and noble love that fills the Crystal Palace could. But it's enough to wet the appetite. And if Changelings are anything like ponies, that'll be enough to make it worth their effort">>68799
"The police said they were looking into it, but I am not convinced there is much they can do"
".. Tell me.. Sister Sage.. how long has she been missing..?"
"We have some help that will be arriving in at the docks tomorrow"
The sister is quite for a many seconds. Then she says
"Four Weeks, about. Most of this happened a little more than a month ago"
Sister Ash nods in sympathy
".. And the stallions who took her.. have they returned sinc..?"
"The Docks,seems like Red and Black might be working with Affordable care"
"They came by once, demanding money, about last week. When Sister Marery mentioned that a Stallion from Sunset had taken half our foals, they got scared and ran off"
"If you decide to take the bits of other people who expects you to pay them back and you do not pay them back, then you are a crook yourself." Iron frowns "The worst kind of crook." He glares at the Cook "The cowardly crook, who runs and pleads to get his way. You would kiss the ass of a stallion only to stab him in the gut with a knife." He leans sideways towards the wall. "Do not expect others to respect you when you are a traitorous weakling."
".. Scavengers.. Ruthless as starving jackels, looking for easy prey.. They're more than likely to be back, once they realize that Sunset isn't protecting this orphanage, if they haven't found some other poor souls to feed off of.."
As she speaks, she looks out the window in sentinel as if glaring at the villains she envisioned.
"The Waterfront.. do you know anything of their volk?"
I wish I could find a video or gif of that scene in Futurama this reminds me of
Cauldron looks over at him
"This is about how much you owe us. You're lucky we don't charge convenience fees">>68808
"Yes, 'the Waterfront Gang' is so named because they tend to operate most heavily by the docks and the factories around there. To them though, it's just 'our thing.' They recruit from the poor, the disadvantaged, and the marginalized of society, especially in the working class neighborhoods. They have a hierarchical system. Their leader in Baltimare isn't exactly know, but is believed to be a unicorn known only as "The Lady." They make their money mostly from loan sharking, illegal gambling, and protection rackets, but are also know to traffic in illegal goods and sell counterfeit goods. They prefer to keep a low profile and aren't anything at all like those villains down south in the Forbidden Jungles, or over in the wilder parts of Griffonia. But they will kill, rape, steal, traffic ponies, and even assassinate public officials where they think it necessary, or when they think they can avoid retaliation…. like when their victims are helpless nuns."
Fuck. I saved the fucking undercuck version bull accident
>>68810Wew, almost responded there and made my char look schizophrenic
Iron nods, then awaits departure.
".. Do you think they'll come back..?" Sister Ash says in a hushed tone, a look of concern creeping across her face
"Yes… I don't think any of us have recovered from that day. But you should know… There is worse">>68814
"I don't know… The fact that they came back at all means that they must think we must owe them something. But with half our foals gone we are worth less to them now, and they avoid any place a federal officer has walked like the path of a black cat. Now that you are here, we do not need to borrow anything.">>68813
She leaves the house
"Well, that's another one. Only a few more houses tonight. How is your wound?">>68805
His thinking is a bit louder than he thought. A pony next to him asks "Who are "red" and "black"?"
|Rolled 18 + 5|
"My Local union leader"
"It was the least I could do for such selfless disciples." Sister says, bowing her head in respectI gotta sleep now
"I see… huh, I thought those were banned. Larry Berry's really delivering on the change he promised." The pony goes back to minding his own business
Iron smiles. "Do not worry, Cauldron. I have been through worse. I am glad you still have your motherhood intact, even with this shaking job." He shakes and moves every part of his body, checking if there is any pain from moving about from the bullet wound and to prove his point.
"Larry Berry, Is a fine Mayor."
There is pain around the area of his right front sholder that has spread slightly. More okay than not okay, but neither is he perfectly fit>>68821
"A little too cozy with the rich for my tastes"
*Goes back to listening to Affordable care*
He grimaced a bit, maybe the door bashing pushed the bullet around there, but he was not one to give up half-way. "What I mean is that you will take care of your future children well. That is what motherhood is. The pain is bearable. I can continue with the job."
"We've secured help in our struggle. We haven't set a time for any action, but we are laying a foundation">>68824
She blushes, and after a moment says "Only a few more houses, and then we are done with this job for the night. I know where to stitch you up"
Iron nods and keeps following Cauldron.
Roll for luck, twoce
*DarkStar Fakes an Apperance of Joy when he says this*>>68828
As you walk out the Neighborhood, a pair of police officers approach.
"We've been told their were loan sharks, causing a disturbance?"
Iron stays silent, letting Cauldron do the talking.Hopefully she has a higher bluff check than 0
|Rolled 9 + 1|
"I hope you catch them"
|Rolled 18 + 1|
"Sir and mam, do you mind telling us what you are doing walking about at this hour?"
|Rolled 15 - 1|
Seeing the suspicion the cops have on them, he steps up with an admitedly shit bluff check
"I am a bodyguard for her. Her father is very protective of her, and with reason." He points at the bandaged wound he has. "The crime here is too high. I am escorting her home."
|Rolled 17 + 1|
|Rolled 18 + 1|
The police are unconvinced.
Black Cauldron sighs.
"This Stallion is my coltfriend. I don't want my father to know, and we have been trying to keep it a secret as Zebra-pony relationships are not universally approved of. That wound is from a fight that happened yesterday"
|Rolled 1 + 1|
Ok, it's going a little better.
A police mare is horrified at the thought of a society and a family that doesn't approve of love. She growls to the other officer. "I told you that just because a Zebra and a Native are walking after midnight, does not
mean they are up to crime">>68843If you feel like I stole your opportunity to do something clever, you have a separate 2 luck roll that can put you in a similar situation to try again
Lolno, I was trembling the whole way and shitting my pants, praying for dice gods' favor.
With the police officer's pony privilege properly checked, the two walk away quickly, with Black cauldron staying very close to Iron to give the appearance of romantic interest to the officers if they were watching as they walked off
"Well that was close. We only have a few more stops"I'm thinking another luck roll, unless you want to keep the 2
While I would jump at the opportunity at an easier time, the rolls have spoken, and I do not intend to break the dice's will.I'll probably regret it later, but eh. This could be epic
Iron chuckled lightly as they cops went out of view and earsight. "Huh, never thought you would go for that excuse, Cauldron."
I have two different ideas, and I am not sure which is better. Roll a 1d2
Here you go
She bats her eyes at him
"Since the Princess tried to take Equestria in a more 'open' direction, the police and local government have been afraid of appearing "pony nationalist" like the Blackhooves
This adds fuel to Iron's laugh. "What a way to show weakness! I am more confident now that those Princesses wanted to let the country be taken."
"Indeed. That is why we must be strong, and take care of ourselves">>68851
"Well," she says, "this is our next to last stop." This new location is a bit unlike the other ones you've been to. It's a tavern that seems to be closed right now, with just a light on.
"This one closes early, but he's here"
The two of you walk through the front door (unlocked) and see that the front room is empty. "They must be in the backroom"
They walk up to a door to a room in the back of the tavern. She knocks on the door
"What do you want?"
"We're here to collect on a loan last month"
No response. Iron's turn
|Rolled 20 + 4|
First, check door for any open spots like last time. Then say "We are asking nicely here. If you want to do this the hard way, then I will let myself in and spill your blood into as many bottles of liquor as your body provides."Is there a perk where the requirement for an intimidate check changes from charisma to strength in 3.5?
The stallion graciously opens the door for the both of you, and lets you walk in….
The stallion is not the only one there. Inside the room, which is rather spacious, there are 5 other creatures - four ponies, one griffon - sitting in chairs around a table, wearing Black and Red Bandanas
"And who the hell are you?" one of those 5 asks
Let Cauldron repeat her demands, ignoring the question.
Cauldron tells him again:
"We lent you money last month, and we are here now to collect"
A pony interjects: "The lending of money at interest is an exploitation of those who do not have money by those who do"
The stallion in question says something like "easy now"
|Rolled 2 + 4|
Iron turns to the offending pony. "Well, you are stupid to accept a loan in the first place. You could have ventured out with just your wits, living off the land, but you, afraid of losing your precious comfort, opted to accept something you supposedly knew it was a bad idea." Iron walks to him until he is face to face. "Now tell me, why should I listen to you complain about it like a foal and decide to bash your head in until you comply instead?"
This is why we can't have nice things.
The Stallion stands up.
"You, sir, are a bully. You take advantage of our weaknesses. The fact that a pony needs food, clothing, shelter. And you think that the fact that you already have the money means that you can take even more from creatures like us. The ones who don't live by money-born-of-money, but who work
. I tell you, we who work are done
being exploited by the likes of you. And what you and all of those like you will soon find when we rise is that we outnumber you
On cue, and embolded by the pony's words, the other 4 creatures ride from their seats and stand behind him, with now 5 angry creatures, and a sulking stallion.
"What brave words you said. But your words still come from a place of weakness. If you want to show me your strength, then so be it. I will show you true strength!" Iron readies himself for battle.Also rolling initiative
At least Cauldron attacks first? Woo?
|Rolled 13 + 1|
The initiative is:
Red and Black Leader
Red and Black 3
Red and Black 4
Red and Black 2
Red Feathers attacks with Claws. Black Leader Punches