Set six years after season 6, Occupied Equestria presents an alternative history where the Changelings have conquered half of Equestria, while a former Equestrian colony - soured to Princess Twilight's notion of harmony with all creatures because of their encounters with griffins - Invaded and took the other half. In Baltimare and the Equestrian Southeast, the magic of friendship has weakened, as Communists, Changeling infiltrators, Fascists, gangs, and corrupt creepy politicians threaten the city. This role play is based in large part upon the Equestria at War mod for Hearts of Iron 4, and uses D&d 3.5e mechanics
Shimmering Spark, Onyx Steel, and Brie Achtungsex now make the perilous crossing into the Changeling Lands. In Baltimare, Dark Star prepares for his next big assignement, while Silver concludes his mentoring of traumatized foals. Much further away, Iron stands under jeweled nighttime skies, preparing his next move
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>>106021
Pear is now laying down, apparently reading from some kind of book, on the opposite side of the fire
Pear is now laying down, apparently reading from some kind of book, on the opposite side of the fire
>>106023
"I have a question regarding the finders fee."
He takes a step forward.
"Do you have an estimation of how much it would be for the pots?"
"I have a question regarding the finders fee."
He takes a step forward.
"Do you have an estimation of how much it would be for the pots?"
>>106024
She looks back up and probably over her shoulder to her right at Iron.
“A ‘finders fee’ is a tradition based upon maritime salvage operations where an owner of the lost treasure is known and easily located. The industry custom is 10% of the whole. Archeological sites don’t follow the Law of the Sea, they are under the Antiquities Act. The Antiquities Act states that historical artifacts older than 300 years belong to the cultures that produced them, which is kind of a legal vacuous term but it generally means the government, but the government’s claim can also be taken by public institutions. In this case, it would be the Tenochtitlan Autonomous Area. Peer Review had this grand idea that it would either be exchanged to the museums in Tenochtitlan and Baltimare in exchange for ‘donations’ and ‘established scholarships.’ Possibly some of it would be on display at the university for possibly a small fee, and in any event they could make money selling books about it, or petition the government for more funds. There are circumstances where parts of a cache can be sold privately, but I don’t know the law well enough. Of course, with the change of administration from Canterlot to Sunset, it’s not even clear that the Antiquities Act applies at all.”
She looks back up and probably over her shoulder to her right at Iron.
“A ‘finders fee’ is a tradition based upon maritime salvage operations where an owner of the lost treasure is known and easily located. The industry custom is 10% of the whole. Archeological sites don’t follow the Law of the Sea, they are under the Antiquities Act. The Antiquities Act states that historical artifacts older than 300 years belong to the cultures that produced them, which is kind of a legal vacuous term but it generally means the government, but the government’s claim can also be taken by public institutions. In this case, it would be the Tenochtitlan Autonomous Area. Peer Review had this grand idea that it would either be exchanged to the museums in Tenochtitlan and Baltimare in exchange for ‘donations’ and ‘established scholarships.’ Possibly some of it would be on display at the university for possibly a small fee, and in any event they could make money selling books about it, or petition the government for more funds. There are circumstances where parts of a cache can be sold privately, but I don’t know the law well enough. Of course, with the change of administration from Canterlot to Sunset, it’s not even clear that the Antiquities Act applies at all.”
>>106025
Iron's head cocks, confused at how his question triggered an explanation of what is a finder's fee compounded with Peer's donation tactics and the possibility of the act that allows the fee being quite malleable.
"I want actual numbers, not percentages. Do you have an estimate?"
Iron's head cocks, confused at how his question triggered an explanation of what is a finder's fee compounded with Peer's donation tactics and the possibility of the act that allows the fee being quite malleable.
"I want actual numbers, not percentages. Do you have an estimate?"
>>106026
“But that’s exactly the thing. A finder’s fee is usually paid in percentages of the whole. Unless you want a payment as a guard, or something. That could be a flat rate.”
“But that’s exactly the thing. A finder’s fee is usually paid in percentages of the whole. Unless you want a payment as a guard, or something. That could be a flat rate.”
>>106027
He shakes his head.
"That is not what I mean. I am trying to say how much does this particular find is worth."
He shakes his head.
"That is not what I mean. I am trying to say how much does this particular find is worth."
>>106030
“I don’t... I don’t know. 30,000 bits for the value of the whole? How is it being sold? To whom? What governments want to claim it. It was a less risky investment for Dr. Grant, because the publicity alone was worth it, even if they never got a cent. And they could milk the publicity.”
“I don’t... I don’t know. 30,000 bits for the value of the whole? How is it being sold? To whom? What governments want to claim it. It was a less risky investment for Dr. Grant, because the publicity alone was worth it, even if they never got a cent. And they could milk the publicity.”
>>106031
Iron blinks a couple of times, dumbfounded.
"So the pay itself is extremely turbulent depending on the one to compensate the efforts?"
Iron blinks a couple of times, dumbfounded.
"So the pay itself is extremely turbulent depending on the one to compensate the efforts?"
>>106033
Iron stares blankly at Pear.
"I see."
He does a light bow.
"I thank you for your attention."
With that, he goes back to Cauldron, now quite a bit tense himself.
(Would Cauldron really accept only 3000 bits to start her business? What if goes even lower than that?)
Iron stares blankly at Pear.
"I see."
He does a light bow.
"I thank you for your attention."
With that, he goes back to Cauldron, now quite a bit tense himself.
(Would Cauldron really accept only 3000 bits to start her business? What if goes even lower than that?)
AUTHOR’S NOTE:
I don’t really know what the laws for the ownership of historical artifacts is in most nations, but judging by the fact that most of the more interesting artifacts end up in government-owner museums, the government probably claims ownership. In Britain and France, for example all or most major artifacts extracted by their respective nations are displayed in their national museums... even when these were blatantly stolen from other nations. The Untied States’ Antiquities Act of 1906 states that all artifacts found on Federal and Tribal Lands - but not Private Lands - belong to the Government (probably Federal, maybe Tribal, I don’t know).
So where does this leave Equestria? Well, Equestria (in my portrayal - I do not know about the show) is what is technically an Empire that aspires to be a culturally homogenous nation-state. Thus it could either have a policy based on assimilation, where all artifacts belong to the central government, probably to be displayed in the big museums in Canterlot, or a policy based on minorities’ rights, where local governments would have the first claim. I think an interesting combination would be “Antiquities must be given to a relevant claimant,” possibly with local claimants having a ‘first pick’ or something. This would mean that either the local or central governments could get it, and they could compete by exchanging something in return, or in the case of universities, giving funding and grants to the university in exchange for giving up their own claim to be “the Equestrian public.” This would leave a world where money can be made off of historical artifacts legally, while still having realistic limits to what can be sold.
All that is really story relevant is that it is illegal to sell antiques except under certain circumstances, that it is still possible to make money off of Antiquities legally by means of legal fictions, and that the amount of money raised (directly) by selling it legally is much less than the amount it would sell for to private bidders on the black market in Skyfall.
I don’t really know what the laws for the ownership of historical artifacts is in most nations, but judging by the fact that most of the more interesting artifacts end up in government-owner museums, the government probably claims ownership. In Britain and France, for example all or most major artifacts extracted by their respective nations are displayed in their national museums... even when these were blatantly stolen from other nations. The Untied States’ Antiquities Act of 1906 states that all artifacts found on Federal and Tribal Lands - but not Private Lands - belong to the Government (probably Federal, maybe Tribal, I don’t know).
So where does this leave Equestria? Well, Equestria (in my portrayal - I do not know about the show) is what is technically an Empire that aspires to be a culturally homogenous nation-state. Thus it could either have a policy based on assimilation, where all artifacts belong to the central government, probably to be displayed in the big museums in Canterlot, or a policy based on minorities’ rights, where local governments would have the first claim. I think an interesting combination would be “Antiquities must be given to a relevant claimant,” possibly with local claimants having a ‘first pick’ or something. This would mean that either the local or central governments could get it, and they could compete by exchanging something in return, or in the case of universities, giving funding and grants to the university in exchange for giving up their own claim to be “the Equestrian public.” This would leave a world where money can be made off of historical artifacts legally, while still having realistic limits to what can be sold.
All that is really story relevant is that it is illegal to sell antiques except under certain circumstances, that it is still possible to make money off of Antiquities legally by means of legal fictions, and that the amount of money raised (directly) by selling it legally is much less than the amount it would sell for to private bidders on the black market in Skyfall.
>>106035
>possible to make moeny but much less than private collectors.
Hm, that's going to strain the deal quite a lot. He may just go away.
>possible to make moeny but much less than private collectors.
Hm, that's going to strain the deal quite a lot. He may just go away.
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>>106038
At the moment, nothing is coming to him. The hallway remains empty, the walls a blank painted white, and the room a bit cold, as if poorly heated
At the moment, nothing is coming to him. The hallway remains empty, the walls a blank painted white, and the room a bit cold, as if poorly heated
>>106037
Ey, good!
Iron slightlhy turns his head from side to side.
"How much would you need in order to start your business up?"
Ey, good!
Iron slightlhy turns his head from side to side.
"How much would you need in order to start your business up?"
>>106046
This last sentence steels his resolve.
"That settles it. We are going with the black market deals for this one," he tells Cauldron.
"I made a promise."
With that, he starts to lay down next to her, stretching his limbs once again. He yawns quite a bit, too.
"That should be enough planning for today."
This last sentence steels his resolve.
"That settles it. We are going with the black market deals for this one," he tells Cauldron.
"I made a promise."
With that, he starts to lay down next to her, stretching his limbs once again. He yawns quite a bit, too.
"That should be enough planning for today."
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Does anypony else want to play?
>>106048
Iron nods, placing his head on the floor.
"The morning to midday could get rough, and I need to be as healthy as I can. The last thing I want is to pass out again from this bloodloss thing."
He rotates his now prone head to look at the zebra.
"Wake me up when the Sun rises. Hopefully it will come a lot later than I think it will come."
Iron nods, placing his head on the floor.
"The morning to midday could get rough, and I need to be as healthy as I can. The last thing I want is to pass out again from this bloodloss thing."
He rotates his now prone head to look at the zebra.
"Wake me up when the Sun rises. Hopefully it will come a lot later than I think it will come."
>>106050
“Yes... let’s hope it shall be a peaceful rest. More peaceful then the rest of our days anyways”
“Yes... let’s hope it shall be a peaceful rest. More peaceful then the rest of our days anyways”
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>>106052
Iron chuckles.
"Goodnight, Cauldron," he whispers to the zebra. "Be sure you rest, too."
With that, the shutdown process begins as he slowly closes his eyes as he casually fidgets into making both his and her coats make contact with eachother.
(I hope what I am doing will turn out well.)
Iron chuckles.
"Goodnight, Cauldron," he whispers to the zebra. "Be sure you rest, too."
With that, the shutdown process begins as he slowly closes his eyes as he casually fidgets into making both his and her coats make contact with eachother.
(I hope what I am doing will turn out well.)
>>106055
Iron can't help in his asleep mind recalling the feeling of home from the sounds of the jungle, bringing him a smile on his face.
(Home.)
Iron can't help in his asleep mind recalling the feeling of home from the sounds of the jungle, bringing him a smile on his face.
(Home.)
>>106057
I could swear I just saw DS give you a boop. Silver is still here, maybe.
Boy, do I need some floof in my life!
I could swear I just saw DS give you a boop. Silver is still here, maybe.
Boy, do I need some floof in my life!
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>>106062
Yes. Wooden steps with iron railing up. There might be windows over to the left of the entry door as well, and a hallway going straight forward
Yes. Wooden steps with iron railing up. There might be windows over to the left of the entry door as well, and a hallway going straight forward
>>106063
Spark decides to goes up the stairs, though that is typically what starts the horror movie's haunting.
Spark decides to goes up the stairs, though that is typically what starts the horror movie's haunting.
>>106064
This upper area is a bit damp. There are wooden doors to rooms off to the sides. It goes down a bit further. There is nothing visible in the hallway, aside from maroon-ish carpet floors and white walls
This upper area is a bit damp. There are wooden doors to rooms off to the sides. It goes down a bit further. There is nothing visible in the hallway, aside from maroon-ish carpet floors and white walls
>>106071
Welp. Spark decides not to trespass any more than he already has and heads back to the stairs. Perhaps he missed something on the lower level.
Welp. Spark decides not to trespass any more than he already has and heads back to the stairs. Perhaps he missed something on the lower level.
>>106074
Sigh
Yes, there is a window. The street outside is mostly empty, a few flakes of snow are falling
Sigh
Yes, there is a window. The street outside is mostly empty, a few flakes of snow are falling
No Dark Star? That is quite weird.
Who is going to stop the griffons from flooding the country?
Who is going to stop the griffons from flooding the country?
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>>106081
'The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing.'
Call of Duty Death Screen
'The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing.'
Call of Duty Death Screen
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I am out of work early today
Power was off for the floor above us, so they sent us all home
Power was off for the floor above us, so they sent us all home
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>>106090
Oh! Is it possible to proceed? I thought it could tamper with the time of the others, causing one of those time lags.
Oh! Is it possible to proceed? I thought it could tamper with the time of the others, causing one of those time lags.
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Okay, so who wants to play?
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So.... No Dark Star or Brie? Okay....
>>106099
Roll die
>>106100
Well, it's more complicated with Silver. What are his feats? If he can attack this turn, then he can avoid discovering what supernatural powers the unknown creature has. If not, then he's going to get acquainted with them real quick because the Nat 20 in the post above is an attack roll
>>106099
Roll die
>>106100
Well, it's more complicated with Silver. What are his feats? If he can attack this turn, then he can avoid discovering what supernatural powers the unknown creature has. If not, then he's going to get acquainted with them real quick because the Nat 20 in the post above is an attack roll
>>106101
I mean, are there any that would particularly apply in this situation? Probably not. All I can hope for is, if this doesn't kill him outright, that it isn't one of those situations where he'll permanently lose stats.
I still have no idea what the initiative order is.
I mean, are there any that would particularly apply in this situation? Probably not. All I can hope for is, if this doesn't kill him outright, that it isn't one of those situations where he'll permanently lose stats.
I still have no idea what the initiative order is.
>>106103
>it isn't one of those situations where he'll permanently lose stats
Uh
Quick draw is the relevant feat
>it isn't one of those situations where he'll permanently lose stats
Uh
Quick draw is the relevant feat
[1d20+8 = 14]
>>106107
I suppose we'll see if this can save Silver or not.
Silver swings his greatsword at the Undead.
>>106107
I suppose we'll see if this can save Silver or not.
Silver swings his greatsword at the Undead.
>>106111
Preferably, yes, but I wasn't sure if you were going to accept it since you didn't mention anything.
Preferably, yes, but I wasn't sure if you were going to accept it since you didn't mention anything.
>>106113
Uh oh.
Blinking a bit, he rolls over to try and see the source of it while pretending to be asleep still.
Uh oh.
Blinking a bit, he rolls over to try and see the source of it while pretending to be asleep still.
>>106118
(What is she doing? Is she placing more firewood on the fire?)
Iron's open eye darts around to find the fuel for the growing fire.
(What is she doing? Is she placing more firewood on the fire?)
Iron's open eye darts around to find the fuel for the growing fire.
>>106120
Silver Sword's silver sword comes down upon the unknown creature from above, striking the top of its head, bouncing against its skull but breaking it, and tearing off the ear in the process. It comes down onto its neck, severing the spinal cord, tearing flesh, then into the shoulder where it renders the bones of the collars apart. No blood comes from the creature, and it falls down to the floor
>>106121
Pear is prancing around the fire in an excited set of jumps. She has taken her hat off, and let her hair down into pretty streams of orange-red. She wears only an open brown-green jacket, and a set of three feather on a necklace around her neck. She sings in an alien language
"Whakarongo mai ki ahau, nga atua nui o Marexica, nga rangatira o te raorao me nga mea katoa kei reira. Ko ahau te tamahine a taku tohunga nui, a ka hoki mai i te toru tekau o nga whakatupuranga. Hoki mai ki te tango i to whenua me to ture. Kua hinga koe i te atua o te ra, kua ngaro ia inaianei. Kei te mura te ahi i te riri me te totohe. Ka kai koe i te pai."
There is some wood, off to the far left, though it's not exactly clear when that got there or it is really enough for the fire. She isn't really big enough to gather that much wood. She must have found wood over from some unseen stockpile gathered by the expedition, and brought it over when Iron wasn't looking. At least that's the simplest explanation, anyways.
Cauldron sleeps, and the prisoners seem to. Insects still make their sounds, and it remains hot. The nearly full moon illuminates what the fire does not, and the stars are out
Silver Sword's silver sword comes down upon the unknown creature from above, striking the top of its head, bouncing against its skull but breaking it, and tearing off the ear in the process. It comes down onto its neck, severing the spinal cord, tearing flesh, then into the shoulder where it renders the bones of the collars apart. No blood comes from the creature, and it falls down to the floor
>>106121
Pear is prancing around the fire in an excited set of jumps. She has taken her hat off, and let her hair down into pretty streams of orange-red. She wears only an open brown-green jacket, and a set of three feather on a necklace around her neck. She sings in an alien language
"Whakarongo mai ki ahau, nga atua nui o Marexica, nga rangatira o te raorao me nga mea katoa kei reira. Ko ahau te tamahine a taku tohunga nui, a ka hoki mai i te toru tekau o nga whakatupuranga. Hoki mai ki te tango i to whenua me to ture. Kua hinga koe i te atua o te ra, kua ngaro ia inaianei. Kei te mura te ahi i te riri me te totohe. Ka kai koe i te pai."
There is some wood, off to the far left, though it's not exactly clear when that got there or it is really enough for the fire. She isn't really big enough to gather that much wood. She must have found wood over from some unseen stockpile gathered by the expedition, and brought it over when Iron wasn't looking. At least that's the simplest explanation, anyways.
Cauldron sleeps, and the prisoners seem to. Insects still make their sounds, and it remains hot. The nearly full moon illuminates what the fire does not, and the stars are out
>>106122
Oh boi the translation is quite scary. Is this a language a somewhat ignorant Native would know or is it the super duper secret Elder talk?
Iron can't help but bask in the supposed ritual in front of him, slightly dragging his body around to catch every second of it.
(What is she doing? Is she calling to the gods? Whatever it is, Cauldron seems to be right something is amiss.)
Iron decides to simply spectate for now, as she might panic if she discovers Iron has witness her secret side. Although the whole moving thing may actually make her aware that somepony's watching.
Oh boi the translation is quite scary. Is this a language a somewhat ignorant Native would know or is it the super duper secret Elder talk?
Iron can't help but bask in the supposed ritual in front of him, slightly dragging his body around to catch every second of it.
(What is she doing? Is she calling to the gods? Whatever it is, Cauldron seems to be right something is amiss.)
Iron decides to simply spectate for now, as she might panic if she discovers Iron has witness her secret side. Although the whole moving thing may actually make her aware that somepony's watching.
>>106122
"Rest now, tortured soul." Into the sheath his sword goes once again. He feels strangely lucky that he came out of that unharmed. Or, perhaps there is someone looking out for him.
Silver reloads his SMG before heading to the corpse of the undead militia pony to search his jacket pockets.
"Rest now, tortured soul." Into the sheath his sword goes once again. He feels strangely lucky that he came out of that unharmed. Or, perhaps there is someone looking out for him.
Silver reloads his SMG before heading to the corpse of the undead militia pony to search his jacket pockets.
>>106123
Okay, so she is speaking in old Neighuatl, which if it isn't the same language as Iron's native tribe, or if the language has drifted, is probably at least similar
She continues, prancing around in a circle around the fire, around her four idols placed at corners. Her hair bobs up and down as she prances
"Haere mai i nga atarangi kua huna e koe. Hoki mai i te torona tiretiera i herea ai koe."
She stops at the marble stone dog statue
"Ko Xolotl, te atua o te uira, ko te whakahoki mai i nga tupapaku, ka hoki mai ki a matou mai i to whare herehere i te whetu ahiahi"
She prances over, and to the Jade turkey idol
"Chalchiuhtotolin, he atua nui o te whiu me nga mate. Hoki mai ki a matou i nga wahi huna i raro i nga awa me nga awa kua tanumia"
She prances over the the obsidian jaguar idol on another corner
"Tezcatlipoca, te atua Jaguar o nga hurricanes, te pakanga, me nga hau o te po, ka hoki mai ki a tatou. Hoki mai i to wahi huna i raro i nga ngahere"
She then prances happily over to the last idol, the golden idol of a pony skeleton
"Te nuinga o ratou, te atua o te mate, Mictlantecuhtli. I peia koe ki te reinga ka hirihia ki reira. Pakaruhia to hiri me te whakaora i to rangatiratanga"
She then continues prancing around in a circle
"Ko te atua o te ra, nana nei koe i tuku, kua ngaro. Tangohia ahau hei tohunga kau. Ka awhina ahau ki a koe, ka koropiko ki a koe, ka rite ki taku tupuna i mua i ahau."
Pear is a bit preoccupied at the moment
Okay, so she is speaking in old Neighuatl, which if it isn't the same language as Iron's native tribe, or if the language has drifted, is probably at least similar
She continues, prancing around in a circle around the fire, around her four idols placed at corners. Her hair bobs up and down as she prances
"Haere mai i nga atarangi kua huna e koe. Hoki mai i te torona tiretiera i herea ai koe."
She stops at the marble stone dog statue
"Ko Xolotl, te atua o te uira, ko te whakahoki mai i nga tupapaku, ka hoki mai ki a matou mai i to whare herehere i te whetu ahiahi"
She prances over, and to the Jade turkey idol
"Chalchiuhtotolin, he atua nui o te whiu me nga mate. Hoki mai ki a matou i nga wahi huna i raro i nga awa me nga awa kua tanumia"
She prances over the the obsidian jaguar idol on another corner
"Tezcatlipoca, te atua Jaguar o nga hurricanes, te pakanga, me nga hau o te po, ka hoki mai ki a tatou. Hoki mai i to wahi huna i raro i nga ngahere"
She then prances happily over to the last idol, the golden idol of a pony skeleton
"Te nuinga o ratou, te atua o te mate, Mictlantecuhtli. I peia koe ki te reinga ka hirihia ki reira. Pakaruhia to hiri me te whakaora i to rangatiratanga"
She then continues prancing around in a circle
"Ko te atua o te ra, nana nei koe i tuku, kua ngaro. Tangohia ahau hei tohunga kau. Ka awhina ahau ki a koe, ka koropiko ki a koe, ka rite ki taku tupuna i mua i ahau."
Pear is a bit preoccupied at the moment
>>106126
"I do not know. Undead were never my specialization. Let us just hope that was last one of those."
"I do not know. Undead were never my specialization. Let us just hope that was last one of those."
>>106124
A porcelain smoke pipe with sea pony engravings on it, and a letter
The letter is entitled "Plans for action"
"To Oilseed Marsh, Wipperwill and I have been following Joseph Curwhinny for some time. We know that in your experience working as a sailor under him his policies could be a bit forceful or overbearing, and what we now know shows that the worst of it is not his monopoly over the tobacco and salt trades. After the discovery of a wrapped and mutilated cadaver along the Hayseed river last spring, long held suspicions that something was amiss were confirmed. The full extent of the horror has been revealed by an associate of Curwhinny's. As the local officials are as involved in the trade monopolies as Curwhinny himself, if not more so, our action alone can put an end to it. We believe he spends his weekends on a farm out of town. Under that farm is a network of tunnels, possibly built as a hiding place during earlier dragon incursions, and more likely built recently as an underground housing either for slaves or smuggled goods. Be advised that he is expected to have unholy thralls under him, or at least, he may. They are different depending upon whether or not the subject they were created from were alive at the time of the procedure. At least, so says Wipperwill's source. Meet by the stream tonight, and more precise instructions will be given there. Look for me, under the tallest oak tree, and for Wipperwill, a white pegasus stallion.
Wildfire, January 4, 770"
A porcelain smoke pipe with sea pony engravings on it, and a letter
The letter is entitled "Plans for action"
"To Oilseed Marsh, Wipperwill and I have been following Joseph Curwhinny for some time. We know that in your experience working as a sailor under him his policies could be a bit forceful or overbearing, and what we now know shows that the worst of it is not his monopoly over the tobacco and salt trades. After the discovery of a wrapped and mutilated cadaver along the Hayseed river last spring, long held suspicions that something was amiss were confirmed. The full extent of the horror has been revealed by an associate of Curwhinny's. As the local officials are as involved in the trade monopolies as Curwhinny himself, if not more so, our action alone can put an end to it. We believe he spends his weekends on a farm out of town. Under that farm is a network of tunnels, possibly built as a hiding place during earlier dragon incursions, and more likely built recently as an underground housing either for slaves or smuggled goods. Be advised that he is expected to have unholy thralls under him, or at least, he may. They are different depending upon whether or not the subject they were created from were alive at the time of the procedure. At least, so says Wipperwill's source. Meet by the stream tonight, and more precise instructions will be given there. Look for me, under the tallest oak tree, and for Wipperwill, a white pegasus stallion.
Wildfire, January 4, 770"
>>106125
I am not sure about this, but I could say he knows enough to know what is going on at least. After all, he is simply a Native from a tribe in the Forbidden Jungles.
Wow, Pear is really devoted to this culture in particular, and it sounds lie necrotalk at the end there...
Iron does his best to slowly crawl closer to the chanting and dancing mare, a small chill going through his spine.
(This is getting quite elaborate for my liking. Is she really trying to summon the gods?)
I am not sure about this, but I could say he knows enough to know what is going on at least. After all, he is simply a Native from a tribe in the Forbidden Jungles.
Wow, Pear is really devoted to this culture in particular, and it sounds lie necrotalk at the end there...
Iron does his best to slowly crawl closer to the chanting and dancing mare, a small chill going through his spine.
(This is getting quite elaborate for my liking. Is she really trying to summon the gods?)
>>106128
Silver takes these, as well as his tricorner hat. "Hmm. I wonder if that is why these undead are in almost pristine condition. They were turned pre-mortem."
Silver takes these, as well as his tricorner hat. "Hmm. I wonder if that is why these undead are in almost pristine condition. They were turned pre-mortem."
>>106126
Hello
>>106130
Silver does so
>>106129
Would they have selected her for the expedition if she weren't very familiar with the culture? She is stated as being an anthropologist... er, hippologist, who specializes in religious practices
She stops, and goes to the fire, and scatters something on it
"Hoki mai. Kua ki te ao i te hara me te hubris me te hiahia"
What ever dust she scattered on the fire, catches flame in a burst of green and yellow light
"Hoki mai. Whakahokia tou torona"
She pulls out an obsidian piece, and walks away from the fire, further away. Further away still until she reaches a brown stallion, sitting up, tied and gagged. It's a stallion Iron knocked unconscious during the fight against the bandits the day before
"Ka tukua atu koe e ahau i roto i ou here"
Hello
>>106130
Silver does so
>>106129
Would they have selected her for the expedition if she weren't very familiar with the culture? She is stated as being an anthropologist... er, hippologist, who specializes in religious practices
She stops, and goes to the fire, and scatters something on it
"Hoki mai. Kua ki te ao i te hara me te hubris me te hiahia"
What ever dust she scattered on the fire, catches flame in a burst of green and yellow light
"Hoki mai. Whakahokia tou torona"
She pulls out an obsidian piece, and walks away from the fire, further away. Further away still until she reaches a brown stallion, sitting up, tied and gagged. It's a stallion Iron knocked unconscious during the fight against the bandits the day before
"Ka tukua atu koe e ahau i roto i ou here"
>>106134
"Hmm. I see. If I remember correctly, it's effect will end once you touch or attack any undead. I do not know why or how, though."
Silver trots back to Star. "So long as there are no more surprises, all that is left that are couple skeletons, trapped in pit. Want to help me drop rocks on their skulls? We can talk more about this job you have asked me about on way."
"Hmm. I see. If I remember correctly, it's effect will end once you touch or attack any undead. I do not know why or how, though."
Silver trots back to Star. "So long as there are no more surprises, all that is left that are couple skeletons, trapped in pit. Want to help me drop rocks on their skulls? We can talk more about this job you have asked me about on way."
>>106133
Iron's eyes widen at the implications, but does not try to do anything about it.
(I must be sure of her intentions. If I jump out without catching her red-hoofed, she will definitely bluff her way out.)
Nevertheless, he rocks Cauldron to wake her up and see the show, in case things turn nasty.
Iron's eyes widen at the implications, but does not try to do anything about it.
(I must be sure of her intentions. If I jump out without catching her red-hoofed, she will definitely bluff her way out.)
Nevertheless, he rocks Cauldron to wake her up and see the show, in case things turn nasty.
>>106135
>>106134
Roll die
>>106136
Cauldron lies on her side, with her head on a blanket she brought with her. Her mouth is open, her tongue partly out, and she is slightly drooling.
"Huh?" She gets up onto her belly and places herself over her legs when Iron wakes her. She looks around, until she sees Iron
"What is it?" she asks
Pear continues going forward, speaking
"Kei toku ringa te hoari i whakamahia e taku koroua. He wairangi tenei. He tahae ia. Ka hoatu e ahau he kaha ki a koe. Na inaianei kua pakaru o koutou here."
She goes up to the stallion, brandishing the piece of sharped, black obsidian. From this distance, and with the light of the fire making it difficult to see certain darker objects in the distance, it is impossible to tell if the pony's eyes are open, but... probably they are, witnessing the whole event unfolding before him.
Pear stands before him for a moment, staring. Then, she does a twirl on her hind legs, raising her forelegs, and swinging around her hoof, blade held firmly.
A "theek" sound is herd, and the blade has definitely sliced the throat of the stallion, whose head hangs. She tries to pull him towards the fire.
There is a "hmmmm" sound from another prisoner, further away
Pear continues, dragging her bounty to the fire
"Kua oti te mahi"
>>106134
Roll die
>>106136
Cauldron lies on her side, with her head on a blanket she brought with her. Her mouth is open, her tongue partly out, and she is slightly drooling.
"Huh?" She gets up onto her belly and places herself over her legs when Iron wakes her. She looks around, until she sees Iron
"What is it?" she asks
Pear continues going forward, speaking
"Kei toku ringa te hoari i whakamahia e taku koroua. He wairangi tenei. He tahae ia. Ka hoatu e ahau he kaha ki a koe. Na inaianei kua pakaru o koutou here."
She goes up to the stallion, brandishing the piece of sharped, black obsidian. From this distance, and with the light of the fire making it difficult to see certain darker objects in the distance, it is impossible to tell if the pony's eyes are open, but... probably they are, witnessing the whole event unfolding before him.
Pear stands before him for a moment, staring. Then, she does a twirl on her hind legs, raising her forelegs, and swinging around her hoof, blade held firmly.
A "theek" sound is herd, and the blade has definitely sliced the throat of the stallion, whose head hangs. She tries to pull him towards the fire.
There is a "hmmmm" sound from another prisoner, further away
Pear continues, dragging her bounty to the fire
"Kua oti te mahi"
>>106139
Iron gently points towards the sacrifice ritual going on right about now while Pear is distracted. His coat is far more sweaty than usual.
"It sounds like she is trying to call upon the gods for some reason that may endanger us. Get your weapon ready and help me unchain the pots off of me as sneakily as possible."
Iron gently points towards the sacrifice ritual going on right about now while Pear is distracted. His coat is far more sweaty than usual.
"It sounds like she is trying to call upon the gods for some reason that may endanger us. Get your weapon ready and help me unchain the pots off of me as sneakily as possible."
>>106138
"im not going to take any chances, we'll have to round up Iron,Oynx And the rest of the Party."
"im not going to take any chances, we'll have to round up Iron,Oynx And the rest of the Party."
>>106142
"You do make it sound serious. Let us see who we can find after this. I know Brie is missing, at least."
"You do make it sound serious. Let us see who we can find after this. I know Brie is missing, at least."
>>106140
>>106143
What is that at the end of the hallway? Down the stairs from the top level to the bottom, inside of the damages stone doorway
>>106141
wouldn't Iron have done that before falling asleep?
Cauldron looks over, and her eyes go wide. Very wide. She tries to keep her voice down, but she is loud through gritted teeth.
“I knew something was wrong with that quiet one. That bitch is crazy”
>>106143
What is that at the end of the hallway? Down the stairs from the top level to the bottom, inside of the damages stone doorway
>>106141
wouldn't Iron have done that before falling asleep?
Cauldron looks over, and her eyes go wide. Very wide. She tries to keep her voice down, but she is loud through gritted teeth.
“I knew something was wrong with that quiet one. That bitch is crazy”
[1d20 = 16]
>>106145
Let's go with that, then.
"You know how it goes," he whispers to the now scared zebra "Fire when the fighting starts."
Iron attempts to silently close the distance to Pear without the pots on, taking advantage of her being distracted with her sacrifice business.
>>106145
Let's go with that, then.
"You know how it goes," he whispers to the now scared zebra "Fire when the fighting starts."
Iron attempts to silently close the distance to Pear without the pots on, taking advantage of her being distracted with her sacrifice business.
>>106147
Pear moves towards the fire, slwoly, then tosses the body into the fire with her reserves of Earth Pony strength. it falls in the center, and sparks fly around it as embers and pieces of wood are displaced
"Na tenei ka wawahi koe i ou here"
She walks back towards the prisoners, but a bit more to her right. Towards anther prisoner who is leaning against a log. He is clearly awake, because he is moving his head. Pear comes up to him, and stands in front of him. She stares at him intensely, with anger, and begins a very one-sided conversation.
"What was all that about the Equestrians being imperialists, forcibly assimilating cultures and oppression others by eliminating their customs?"
"Hmmmph hmmph!"
She points a hoof directly to the fire. A blood trail leads from it.
"THIS is what native culture looks like. This is what their customs were."
"Hmmph!"
"Pfft! Of course, you already knew that. Tartarus, you got robbed by a native and a Zebra just earlier tonight..."
"umph!"
She rolls her eyes, but they land back on the prisoner quickly enough
"And what was that about the Equestrians being the villains? Their harmony being a tool of imperialism? The Inquisition being the embodiment of oppression?"
"Hmmph"
"THIS is what the Inquisition warned against. Fought against... It's why the lessons of the Princesses, the Elements, the Pillars were so important. They taught Harmony..."
"umph?"
"But they could never teach it well enough. They could never really get across the importance of Harmony... Even when they could, they were just reacting to the circumstances. Answering a call filled by others..."
She looks at him, more sad now
"But the age of heroes is over. You all have abandoned your princesses. You have already unlearned the teachings of the elements. They could never quite teach you. They couldn't make you listen."
She smiles
"But that's alright. It wasn't the Princess who taught the Elements the principles of Harmony. It wasn't the Pillars who taught the United Tribes Harmony. No. Even they couldn't do it alone"
she comes closer to him, and speaks more softly
"I know I certainly cannot"
she looks to the skies
"But I know who can"
Back to him
"It wasn't the Princess who taught her disciple the importance of Friends. It was Nightmare Moon. It wasn't the ponies by themselves who learned the importance of unity and harmony. It was the Windigos who taught them that important lesson"
Now she smiles more malignly
"What's that? You don't believe in Windigos? You don't believe in the Stars that Aid in Her Escape? You think it's all superstition? All made up stories and fables? Hahaha!"
Now it's a big grin
"Well Dr. Grant. You're about to get an education. Pay attention please. Learn all those things you failed to pick up in Sunday school"
Pear moves towards the fire, slwoly, then tosses the body into the fire with her reserves of Earth Pony strength. it falls in the center, and sparks fly around it as embers and pieces of wood are displaced
"Na tenei ka wawahi koe i ou here"
She walks back towards the prisoners, but a bit more to her right. Towards anther prisoner who is leaning against a log. He is clearly awake, because he is moving his head. Pear comes up to him, and stands in front of him. She stares at him intensely, with anger, and begins a very one-sided conversation.
"What was all that about the Equestrians being imperialists, forcibly assimilating cultures and oppression others by eliminating their customs?"
"Hmmmph hmmph!"
She points a hoof directly to the fire. A blood trail leads from it.
"THIS is what native culture looks like. This is what their customs were."
"Hmmph!"
"Pfft! Of course, you already knew that. Tartarus, you got robbed by a native and a Zebra just earlier tonight..."
"umph!"
She rolls her eyes, but they land back on the prisoner quickly enough
"And what was that about the Equestrians being the villains? Their harmony being a tool of imperialism? The Inquisition being the embodiment of oppression?"
"Hmmph"
"THIS is what the Inquisition warned against. Fought against... It's why the lessons of the Princesses, the Elements, the Pillars were so important. They taught Harmony..."
"umph?"
"But they could never teach it well enough. They could never really get across the importance of Harmony... Even when they could, they were just reacting to the circumstances. Answering a call filled by others..."
She looks at him, more sad now
"But the age of heroes is over. You all have abandoned your princesses. You have already unlearned the teachings of the elements. They could never quite teach you. They couldn't make you listen."
She smiles
"But that's alright. It wasn't the Princess who taught the Elements the principles of Harmony. It wasn't the Pillars who taught the United Tribes Harmony. No. Even they couldn't do it alone"
she comes closer to him, and speaks more softly
"I know I certainly cannot"
she looks to the skies
"But I know who can"
Back to him
"It wasn't the Princess who taught her disciple the importance of Friends. It was Nightmare Moon. It wasn't the ponies by themselves who learned the importance of unity and harmony. It was the Windigos who taught them that important lesson"
Now she smiles more malignly
"What's that? You don't believe in Windigos? You don't believe in the Stars that Aid in Her Escape? You think it's all superstition? All made up stories and fables? Hahaha!"
Now it's a big grin
"Well Dr. Grant. You're about to get an education. Pay attention please. Learn all those things you failed to pick up in Sunday school"
>>106162
The double barreled shotgun is pulled from his jacket, and it slips rather cleanly and carefully. Still, a small sound is made, and the creature turns its head towards Dark Star
The double barreled shotgun is pulled from his jacket, and it slips rather cleanly and carefully. Still, a small sound is made, and the creature turns its head towards Dark Star
>>106154
Iron's sweatiness increased.
(Has she gone mad? I thought mares were not supposed to act like this ever.)
He wiggles his foreleg, hovering on the ground while the sudden chills cross through his spine.
(If she can do this to somepony who was in her team... what would she do if Cauldron and I were to walk away with the pots to sell them off?)
His brow furrows and his gaze focuses on the lucid madmare.
(There is no way she will hurt my partner if I have a say in it.)
How close is Iron to Pear? How long until he reaches her with the Move silently roll?
I need to know to confirm my action.
Iron's sweatiness increased.
(Has she gone mad? I thought mares were not supposed to act like this ever.)
He wiggles his foreleg, hovering on the ground while the sudden chills cross through his spine.
(If she can do this to somepony who was in her team... what would she do if Cauldron and I were to walk away with the pots to sell them off?)
His brow furrows and his gaze focuses on the lucid madmare.
(There is no way she will hurt my partner if I have a say in it.)
How close is Iron to Pear? How long until he reaches her with the Move silently roll?
I need to know to confirm my action.
[7d6 = 19]
>>106169
A large flash of light erupts from the chambers of Dark Star’s gun, as it fails to fire properly
>>106169
A large flash of light erupts from the chambers of Dark Star’s gun, as it fails to fire properly
>>106171
Should I roll Move Silently again or if I try to move further she gets a listen roll to spot Iron?
Should I roll Move Silently again or if I try to move further she gets a listen roll to spot Iron?
>>106176
So what should I roll in this instance if I want to get closer? Move Silently, Hide or is it luck-based?
So what should I roll in this instance if I want to get closer? Move Silently, Hide or is it luck-based?
>>106179
The trouble is the fire light, the incomplete set of obstacles to hide behind, and to a much lesser extent, the moonlight. She'll see him the moment she turns around. Maybe if he rushes, if he's both silent and lucky?
How close to her?
>>106180
https://youtu.be/_qdSLk1DQ3E?t=475
The creature is shot in the head, exploding its skull, sending shriveled brain fragments flying. It is shot in the knee, exploding that, and shot basically everywhere else, tearing it to shreds
>>106181
Uh...
The trouble is the fire light, the incomplete set of obstacles to hide behind, and to a much lesser extent, the moonlight. She'll see him the moment she turns around. Maybe if he rushes, if he's both silent and lucky?
How close to her?
>>106180
https://youtu.be/_qdSLk1DQ3E?t=475
The creature is shot in the head, exploding its skull, sending shriveled brain fragments flying. It is shot in the knee, exploding that, and shot basically everywhere else, tearing it to shreds
>>106181
Uh...
[1d20 = 11]
>>106183
The closer to engage in grappling without an AoO, the better.
I understand that the only thing stopping her is that she needs to turn her neck around, so it's a move silently in a rushed pace. I'll roll it.
Iron, knowing she could turn around at any moment, picks his pace up to a hurried, hopefully silent gallop.
(I need to restrain the mare and dishoof her. Otherwise she may either call the gods into a rampage or hurt Cauldron.)
>>106183
The closer to engage in grappling without an AoO, the better.
I understand that the only thing stopping her is that she needs to turn her neck around, so it's a move silently in a rushed pace. I'll roll it.
Iron, knowing she could turn around at any moment, picks his pace up to a hurried, hopefully silent gallop.
(I need to restrain the mare and dishoof her. Otherwise she may either call the gods into a rampage or hurt Cauldron.)
>>106185
"I think so,yea. i guess i need to clean my shotgun..."
He Sighs
"Thanks for killing that thing."
"I think so,yea. i guess i need to clean my shotgun..."
He Sighs
"Thanks for killing that thing."
>>106186
"I apologise for letting it strike at you. Should we face another, I shall take its aggression in your place." Silver loads in another mag. "I will need to stop and reload my magazines soon, at this rate."
"I apologise for letting it strike at you. Should we face another, I shall take its aggression in your place." Silver loads in another mag. "I will need to stop and reload my magazines soon, at this rate."
>>106188
She does not notice him. At least, not until the end of her “talk” with Dr. Grant
“You will wish for your princesses and your Elements back. And you will wish for new heroes. They will rise. And then. Only then, will you appreciate something other than who has what chair, or university rankings.”
She does not notice him. At least, not until the end of her “talk” with Dr. Grant
“You will wish for your princesses and your Elements back. And you will wish for new heroes. They will rise. And then. Only then, will you appreciate something other than who has what chair, or university rankings.”
>>106189
"No Need to apologize. if anything its my fault. Might as well reload now. who knows how many more of these bastards are still creeping around?"
"No Need to apologize. if anything its my fault. Might as well reload now. who knows how many more of these bastards are still creeping around?"
[1d20+10 = 16]
>>106190
I'll assume I can grapple the mare now.
Seeing how she is still busy, he takes the chance to grapple her, attempting the grab her forelegs and pulling them towards her hindlegs to make her fall.
>>106190
I'll assume I can grapple the mare now.
Seeing how she is still busy, he takes the chance to grapple her, attempting the grab her forelegs and pulling them towards her hindlegs to make her fall.
>>106191
Silver nods, and begins the relatively lengthy process of reloading his two empty mags. "So, how did your morning mission turn out?"
Silver nods, and begins the relatively lengthy process of reloading his two empty mags. "So, how did your morning mission turn out?"
>>106196
Silver pauses in his reloading to look his friend up and down. "You look pretty good for pony who says they almost died. What happened?"
Silver pauses in his reloading to look his friend up and down. "You look pretty good for pony who says they almost died. What happened?"
>>106197
"I Got Shot 3 times in the barrel, by a changling, that was disguised as a cop, who was partners with a gang member posing as a cop. the bandages are under my jacket.""
"I Got Shot 3 times in the barrel, by a changling, that was disguised as a cop, who was partners with a gang member posing as a cop. the bandages are under my jacket.""
>>106195
He takes this opportunity to place himself on top of the mare in her compromised position. This is the one time one could say they really were wrestling.
I think Pear can do an action before I get to pin and later disarm her. Attacks have -4 to hit.
He takes this opportunity to place himself on top of the mare in her compromised position. This is the one time one could say they really were wrestling.
I think Pear can do an action before I get to pin and later disarm her. Attacks have -4 to hit.
>>106198
He slowly starts to shake his head. "Hmm. I suppose you found changeling's identity out prior to getting shot?"
He slowly starts to shake his head. "Hmm. I suppose you found changeling's identity out prior to getting shot?"
>>106199
She slowly turns her head to look up at the stallion that has placed himself on top of her with a smile
“Hello”
She slowly turns her head to look up at the stallion that has placed himself on top of her with a smile
“Hello”
>>106201
Pear can feel a light shudder coming from her grappler, his expression is clearly shocked judging by the widened eyes and raised eyebrows.
(Is this what civilization does to mares?)
She can feel Iron applying pressure with his body weight, holding her forelgs with his own.
"What are you doing with your partner?"
Pear can feel a light shudder coming from her grappler, his expression is clearly shocked judging by the widened eyes and raised eyebrows.
(Is this what civilization does to mares?)
She can feel Iron applying pressure with his body weight, holding her forelgs with his own.
"What are you doing with your partner?"
>>106202
"As expected. Infiltrators are notorious for taking much pride in their disguises and infiltration abilities. Whereas other changelings may try to bluff their way out of it, infiltrators react violently, as if insulted."
"As expected. Infiltrators are notorious for taking much pride in their disguises and infiltration abilities. Whereas other changelings may try to bluff their way out of it, infiltrators react violently, as if insulted."
>>106204
I assumed Pear's position is belly to floor but since he grappled with his forelegs, he could easily move hers to the sides as he made her tumble to the floor.
I assumed Pear's position is belly to floor but since he grappled with his forelegs, he could easily move hers to the sides as he made her tumble to the floor.
>>106207
Silver chuckles. "No doubt there were other infiltrators in that department, who are now running for hills since one of their own has been found and killed. You did good."
Silver chuckles. "No doubt there were other infiltrators in that department, who are now running for hills since one of their own has been found and killed. You did good."
>>106203
>>106206
Perhaps there is a misunderstanding as to the meaning of “smile”
Pear gives Iron a malign grin, which shows that she has resigned herself to being unable to immediately escape or fight, while her resolve has not yet fled her. She shakes, showing she is involuntarily in great fear. She pulls down her tail, trying to wrap it close to her and under her.
Cauldron comes over, clearly pissed off
“The fuck were you doing?!”
Pear answers Iron’s question first. Slowly, deliberately, with hints of anger. Occasionally, fear breaks through
“I was talking to him”
>>106206
Perhaps there is a misunderstanding as to the meaning of “smile”
Pear gives Iron a malign grin, which shows that she has resigned herself to being unable to immediately escape or fight, while her resolve has not yet fled her. She shakes, showing she is involuntarily in great fear. She pulls down her tail, trying to wrap it close to her and under her.
Cauldron comes over, clearly pissed off
“The fuck were you doing?!”
Pear answers Iron’s question first. Slowly, deliberately, with hints of anger. Occasionally, fear breaks through
“I was talking to him”
>>106209
Iron brow furrows, angered by her feigning ignorance.
"You killed a pony and threw him into the fire right in front of him! That is not how normal talking works, Pear!"
Iron brow furrows, angered by her feigning ignorance.
"You killed a pony and threw him into the fire right in front of him! That is not how normal talking works, Pear!"
>>106210
"About as done as I was, which means I have likely two more trips to make, perhaps three. If you are asking because you wish to know when I will be ready for mission, then I will tell you that I still have couple other things I need to do after this. I need to see Father Maren about putting Joseph Curwhinny to rest, and I have couple issues with equipment and weapons that need solved."
Silver thinks for a couple seconds. "Iron and Onyx, do they have firearms?"
"About as done as I was, which means I have likely two more trips to make, perhaps three. If you are asking because you wish to know when I will be ready for mission, then I will tell you that I still have couple other things I need to do after this. I need to see Father Maren about putting Joseph Curwhinny to rest, and I have couple issues with equipment and weapons that need solved."
Silver thinks for a couple seconds. "Iron and Onyx, do they have firearms?"
>>106211
“It’s how you spoke to Dr. Grant the first time you met him. You killed several ponies, in fact. Killed by leader of the bandits, too. Didn’t even give him - them - a chance to speak back. It’s how you spoke to him when you two tried to kill him later. It’s how you spoke to all those ponies in the camp. What were there, like, six of them? A couple playing poker. Why are you angry at me for speaking to the pony you almost killed yourselves?”
“It’s how you spoke to Dr. Grant the first time you met him. You killed several ponies, in fact. Killed by leader of the bandits, too. Didn’t even give him - them - a chance to speak back. It’s how you spoke to him when you two tried to kill him later. It’s how you spoke to all those ponies in the camp. What were there, like, six of them? A couple playing poker. Why are you angry at me for speaking to the pony you almost killed yourselves?”
>>106212
"Father Maren,huh? i've been meaning to go see him myself."
He Puts his Hoof to His Chin
"No, they do not. iron likes to punch things. and oynx has a halberd. Why where you asking?"
"Father Maren,huh? i've been meaning to go see him myself."
He Puts his Hoof to His Chin
"No, they do not. iron likes to punch things. and oynx has a halberd. Why where you asking?"
>>106213
Iron shakes his head.
"Do you honestly believe fighting between ponies is equal to killing somepony who could not even defend itself?"
He looks at Cauldron, determined.
"Tie the forelegs."
Iron shakes his head.
"Do you honestly believe fighting between ponies is equal to killing somepony who could not even defend itself?"
He looks at Cauldron, determined.
"Tie the forelegs."
>>106214
"You say you might need to request some heavy artillery for this mission. In my years of working as mercenary, I have seen combat become far deadlier in recent years, and fought at increasingly longer distances. As much as it pains me to say, even my beloved greatsword is not as effective in modern combat as it used to be, when swords were still viable against those early breech-loaded rifles. And thus, I have noticed that there is two among our number who lack ranged weaponry. I still have one Lavender Rifle that I need to get cleaned and fixed, and there is still that Colt pistol you left in my possession. I was thinking perhaps that they could be given to Iron and Onyx once weapons have been readied, that they may have option to fight at distance."
"You say you might need to request some heavy artillery for this mission. In my years of working as mercenary, I have seen combat become far deadlier in recent years, and fought at increasingly longer distances. As much as it pains me to say, even my beloved greatsword is not as effective in modern combat as it used to be, when swords were still viable against those early breech-loaded rifles. And thus, I have noticed that there is two among our number who lack ranged weaponry. I still have one Lavender Rifle that I need to get cleaned and fixed, and there is still that Colt pistol you left in my possession. I was thinking perhaps that they could be given to Iron and Onyx once weapons have been readied, that they may have option to fight at distance."
>>106215
Cauldron scarcely needed Iron’s direction. She goes up to tie her. Pear uses the occasion to wrap her long red tail under her.
“Fighting? Is that what you call it? Because it’s hardly fighting. Ambushing opponents. Attacking before they know you are there. Attacking them with no chance to defend themselves. Attacking them before you even know they are hostile to you. And most of them you attack... the only reason you had get past them at all was money. All for a little money.”
>>106216
This makes me sad
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Cauldron scarcely needed Iron’s direction. She goes up to tie her. Pear uses the occasion to wrap her long red tail under her.
“Fighting? Is that what you call it? Because it’s hardly fighting. Ambushing opponents. Attacking before they know you are there. Attacking them with no chance to defend themselves. Attacking them before you even know they are hostile to you. And most of them you attack... the only reason you had get past them at all was money. All for a little money.”
>>106216
This makes me sad
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>>106216
"I've never thought about that before. it seems like the end of an Era. I Have Some money left if we have to buy or rent them. its not too much that i have though."
"I've never thought about that before. it seems like the end of an Era. I Have Some money left if we have to buy or rent them. its not too much that i have though."
>>106219
"It feels like it. Some days, I feel like relic of ancient and storied past. Even so, it is likely I will continue to wield my sword until day I die. But I would be fool to deny that we are in Age of Firearms, and no longer in Age of Swords." Silver smiles at Dark Star. "And you may keep your Bits. I will pay for restoration of firearms out of my own pocket."
"It feels like it. Some days, I feel like relic of ancient and storied past. Even so, it is likely I will continue to wield my sword until day I die. But I would be fool to deny that we are in Age of Firearms, and no longer in Age of Swords." Silver smiles at Dark Star. "And you may keep your Bits. I will pay for restoration of firearms out of my own pocket."
>>106217
Iron raises a hoof, poking his chest.
"Oh no. They did have the chance to defend themselves. Why else would I have all the metal bits in me if that were not the case? Do you think Grant gave all of these wounds?"
He then pokes her flank.
"You? You do not even have a scratch. From the moment the maroon pony and his two goons aimed a gun at me and my partner for the dog idol to now, yet you feel entitled to kill a pony in a vain attempt to spread your ideas to a scared pony whose only thought process is," he looks to the sky, face contorting into a pleading expression, "'Help! Help! I am going to die.'"
He turns back into the judgemental stare at Pear.
(Damn these history ponies. Why are they so crazy?)
Iron raises a hoof, poking his chest.
"Oh no. They did have the chance to defend themselves. Why else would I have all the metal bits in me if that were not the case? Do you think Grant gave all of these wounds?"
He then pokes her flank.
"You? You do not even have a scratch. From the moment the maroon pony and his two goons aimed a gun at me and my partner for the dog idol to now, yet you feel entitled to kill a pony in a vain attempt to spread your ideas to a scared pony whose only thought process is," he looks to the sky, face contorting into a pleading expression, "'Help! Help! I am going to die.'"
He turns back into the judgemental stare at Pear.
(Damn these history ponies. Why are they so crazy?)
>>106222
"There is no doubt in my mind that you would be. But you have been far too kind and generous to our group, and especially to some poor old relic like myself. I will have money coming in soon, after this job. Allow me to show some generousity as well, to you and group both."
"There is no doubt in my mind that you would be. But you have been far too kind and generous to our group, and especially to some poor old relic like myself. I will have money coming in soon, after this job. Allow me to show some generousity as well, to you and group both."
>>106221
She smiles, and shakes her head
“Even after blatant murder, robbery of a temple, desecration of a grave site, you are still self righteous and morally superior. So killing is morally justified if it’s in the pursuit of your efforts to sleep with a Zebra I take it?
She smiles, and shakes her head
“Even after blatant murder, robbery of a temple, desecration of a grave site, you are still self righteous and morally superior. So killing is morally justified if it’s in the pursuit of your efforts to sleep with a Zebra I take it?
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