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Bridlegrad.
It's the largest city there is on this side of Equestria, main port for every traveller who wants to leave the islands and rejoin the mainland, to the golden shores on Manehattan and the dark underbushes of the Everfree.
But here, far away from the glamour of the ivory towers of Canterlot or the fast lives and harsh realities of Neighago everything seems smaller, slower.
Time flows like a friend through the life of each and every last one of the ponies, the gryphons, the buffalos and deer and minotaurs and goats and dozen other creatures of this remote place, under the watchful eye of the Tower of Light, leftover from ancient, more chaotic times.

You are all here, for a reason or the other, in a small, slightly run down inn near the docks.
It's early in the morning, and the patrons are just starting to pour in, both from outside and from the upper floor, taking their places at the few wooden tables scattered around the room.
Smell of honey and fresh hay permeates the wooden room you are currently in, and a silly tune is playing on the automatic piano placed right under the flight of stairs that leads to the upper floor.
Behind a long counter, the bartender is waiting, looking with a tired face at the main door.

428864

>>428859
Wave at the maidens!

428866

>>428859
Look around the patrons.

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>>428859
Open the door and walk over to the bartender.
"Good morning sir. Can I talk to you for a minute? I have a sound proposition for you."

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>>428864
A few old ladies dressed in black lace wave back at you.
One looks rather angry, muttering to herself.
Is that her impression of a goat's face?
>>428866
Four old horses in the back, a mule at the counter, and two sleepy ponies coming down from the upper floor right about now.
One of them, a young stallion, looks completely lost.
>>428869
Sleepyface puts a hoof up to shield his eyes from the light.
"Wadda-"

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>>428872
"I'm a travelling magician, performing amazing magic tricks for donations from the audience.
I was hoping I could demonstrate my amazing abilities in your humble bar. I'm sure it would attract a large number of customers. It always does."

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>>428872
Giggle, then wave extra hard at her!

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>>428872
I walk to the stallion who looks lost.
"You seem lost, stranger."

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>>428876
"Woldya close that, please!"
He's lying on top of the bar, almost whimpering.
"Ah got the worst han- Ah mean, I'm too tired for this!"
Promptly, a younger stallion comes out of the back, patting the old bartender on the back.
"You should go to sleep popa."
And with a smile, he turns to you.
"I'm sorry miss, my father's been up for the night shift. Were you saying?"
>>428880
She notices this and suddenly turns red, trying to hide away behind the table.
The other mares are giggling at the scene.
>>428882
"Lost?! Lost?"
He's talking rather fast, his eyes darting from one corner of the room to the other.
"YES! How do you know it?! I LOST IT!"

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>>428872
I leave my room and walk down the stairs to the common room.

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>>428889
Just as you leave your room, you can notice one of the other patrons left his room's door open. Do you peek inside or keep going for the common hall?

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>>428887
"Um. Right you are."
Walk to the bar counter.
"Give me some wine."

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>>428887
There's nothing to do with this guy.
Meh he'll see.
Jump on top of an empty table and conjure up some colorful magical sparks. '1d10' Stretch out myself a bit but not too suggestive, sometimes stallions need more then sparks to draw attention.
"Greetings, gentlecolts. Watch and be amazed by the magic of Selena!"

Roll #1 10 = 10

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>>428891
From what I have seen, ponies in this land value their privacy. I keep on going.

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>>428894
You leave the overexcited stallion behind as he keeps snooping everywhere around the room, seemingly looking for something.
The bartender seems to be busy with a pegasus that just entered the room.
Looks like she's ignoring him, and he absently tries to pour you some wine.
'1d10'
>>428896
All four of them look at you. No, wait. The one you saw before is still hiding under the table!
"Hey there young thing."
>>428899
That's impressive. Even the guy who totally didn't drink himself silly but is just tired looks at you with interest. And so does the strange, overexcited guy who's snooping all around the room with the worst case of bedmane ever.
And even those four old ladies over there!
Basically, everyone in the inn noticed you.
>>428900
And so you do, just in time to see a very imposing looking pegasus stand in the most curious, yet interesting way.

Roll #1 9 = 9

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>>428912
And the drink is perfect. Didn't even spill.

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>>428912
I grab it and drink
'1d10'
Then look at the show.

Roll #1 4 = 4

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>>428912
"For my first trick, I shall pull a rabbit out of my head."
Take off my head, wave my hoof.
"Abracadabra." Hat magic '1d10'

Roll #1 7 = 7

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>>428912
I clap my hooves a few times (stomp them against the ground?) before sitting down at a table where I can watch her.

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>>428921
>head
that's HAT

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>>428916
That you do. She's right next to you, even!
>>428921
As you put a hoof into the hat, a soft, familiar sensation of fur embraces it.
A second later, you pull out to reveal a white as snow rabbit with a black tail firmly held by his hears in your hoof.
He pretends to take a few short bows midair and somehow you know he's thinking that this is too damn early and he's paid too damn little.
The four old mares in the back all do a "oooh!" all at once, as if in choir.
>>428922
Empty table, table with the sleepy mare or table with the four old maidens?

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>>428925
Empty table. I also flag down somepony that works here and order a simple breakfast.

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>>428925
Put my hat back on my head.
"Thank you but that's not all!"
I make some wavy dreamy movements with my hooves.
"Is there one or are there TWO?"
Doppelganger '1d10+2'

Roll #1 8 + 2 = 10

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>>428925
A neat trick.
"Do you serve breakfast?"

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>>428926
Empty table it is. You wave at the one stallion currently behind the counter, but it looks like he's captivated by this mare's magic show!
Yet, duty comes first and he starts putting some
'1d3'
1- Hay fries
2- Eggs and Hay Bacon
3- Milk and Orange Juice with cereals
on a plate, slowly advancing towards you without taking his eyes off the performance.
>>428928
You can see him carry a tray of breakfast to the zebra sitting on that table over there.
Could it be they actually do or is he just a beta tester for the breakfast expansion?

Roll #1 2 = 2

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>>428930
Number three.

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>>428930
Tug on the bartender's sleeve and give him some serious bedroom eyes.
"Hello handsome, could you make me some hay fries?"
Huff silently.

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>>428930
I suppose that worked and the audience liked.
I do a bow then and put my hat in front of me.
"Thank you very much"

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>>428930
Can I get a pastebin of character sheets?

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>>428933
"Bwa?"
He looks bewildered at you, then at the tray, then back at you.
"Are you a wizard or something?"
>>428927
As a perfect copy of you happears out of the mist, you think that's not quite doing it, and promptly outfir her and yourself with a perfect showdress, white, red and filled of intricate patterns.
Now just about everyone else is staring at you, the mare stomping her hooves and cheering on.
>>428934
He's a pony, ponies don't wear clothes!
"Miss, are you okay? You look tired!"
>>428936
Sorry I missed you.
And your mirror image bows with you as a small group of ponies who had gathered by the door stomp their hooves in excitement and start pouring in.
>>428937
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1Lwb5C59uw6TfZhKr2wc1834pWTw5wxsPV3am0B2WwdM/edit#heading=h.nboqtlyi1kv7

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>>428941
"I need some breakfast, please."

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>>428941
Are they putting some bits in my hat? '1d10'

Roll #1 9 = 9

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>>428944
Also say thank you to everyone and eye-wink at every qt stallion that gives some bits. That usually mkes them give a little more.

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>>428943
"S-sure!"
He scrambles back behind the counter.
"What will it be?"
>>428944
You put the hat in the doppleganger's hooves as she bows slightly with a smile and goes through the crowd.
The rabbit looks petrified as his only way home ends up covered in gold, and from the top of the bar gives you a mean stare.

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"Oh quiet you." I say to the rabbit. "Here, hop on my back, while I order some breakfast for both of us. I know you'd like that, hmmm? Some carrot pancakes?"

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>>428946
"Do you serve meat? If not, hay fries please."

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>>428949
You doubt he understood a word past carrot, but that one seems to have done the trick. He's looking up to you expetendly.
>>428950
"Sure, got plenty of meat. Just…"
He then nods sideways jerking his head towards the most remote corner of the bar.
"You know, it bothers some costumers."

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>>428953
Sigh.
"Hay fries will do."

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>>428953
Go sit on a table and order some breakfast, including carrot pancakes for the rabbit. I'm not even sure if I should pay, I DID bring in a lot of customers. The least I get is a little discount.

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>>428956
"You sure ma'am? It's not a problem, really, we deal with it every other day but…"
He gestures to the large group of races that just came in.
"It's a tad more crowded than usual."
>>428957
'1d2'

Roll #1 2 = 2

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>>428957
>>428958
The stallion at the bar seems busy, but he winks briefly at you as to say to hold on. Now the question is, where will you sit?

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>>428959
Who looks qt? Any interesting looking ponies?

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>>428960
They all look rather pissed or outright angry, how can you tell who's a qt3.14159265359!

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>>428958
I sigh and go to the corner table.
"Make it a steak then."
Sit down and cross my arms, looking annoyed.

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>>428961
Wait, why are they pissed? I thought they liked my show…
Anyway go sit with that ranger.

>>428962
"Hello, would you mind if I sit here?"

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>>428962
He nods and is off to work on the back.
'1d10+2' for steak quality.
>>428964
Well, the hat is full, so it can't have been the show!

Roll #1 6 + 2 = 8

428966

>>428964
"Go ahead."
Take another sip from my wine.

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>>428966
"Thank you."
I sit down and put the rabbit and the hat on the table.
"Did you like my show?"

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>>428965
>>428966
And not even the time to be off, he's back.
"Medium rare for one."
Smiling, he lays the steak on your table and is off.

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>>428970
"Thank you."
Start eating the steak like a lady.
That is grab it with both claws and gobble up at least a half before even tasting anything.
>>428968
"Absolutely. Nice magic you got there."
Swallow the steak.
"is it any good out there though? In the wilderness?"

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>>428968
"Ah!"
The barkeeper comes back to you with an assorted plate of salads.
"On the house. It's been years since I saw such a rush."

On the background, you can see most ponies ordered a quick drink before leaving again.
Now only a group of sailors remains, in addition to the previous patrons.

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>>428975
"Oh, good days, bad days. We both hang on." I turn to the rabbit "Isn't that right, Nuzzle?"
Pet his head.

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>>428980
He looks disgusted, but the carrot in his mouth, promptly stolen from your salad, makes it impossible for him to reply.
Not like you'd understand rabbit gibberish.

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>>428983
>>428980
I nod while finishing my steak.
"You got one of those feisty bunnies. I saved one from a timberwolf one. She followed me for a while, until my stomach started to growl."
Shake my head.

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>>428987
Nuzzle is looking at you with a menacing stare.
He might be sizing you up to see if he can take you one on one and not online.

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>>428987
Take Nuzzle a bit closer.
"What do you do for a living?"

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>>428988
>>428989
"I'm a ranger. I travel the woods and roads and do my best to help ponies and keep the islands safe."
Finish my wine.
"And I wouldn't have eaten the bunny. She just got scared, like wild bunnies do."

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>>428991
"Ah okay. Sounds exciting. You must have a lot to do."
Look around, why are ponies so angry? '1d10'

Roll #1 5 = 5

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>>428992
>5
'1d10'

Roll #1 4 = 4

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>>428992
"Occasionally."
I stretch and yawn.
"I try not to overwork myself, usually."

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>>428993
Maybe their soup is wathered down?
You still see that one pony running all around the inn, but now he looks defeated and is trotting with a low hanging head towards the stairs leading up.
The old mares have left and the sailors are grumbling louder, arguing about fishes and nets and shoes.
The other mare is chatting it up with the barkeeper's son, as the older stallion sleeps behind the piano.

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#Paused

431123

Mark my words, today we get to the main quest. Maybe.

Five grumpy sailors, a sleepy old coot, a whimpy looking stallion with a mexican accent and a not-to-bright looking mare are chatting it up in a bar, in no particular order.
Perfect setup for a jokequest!

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>>431123
It wouldn't behave a lady to listen in while she eats….
But it's so much fun '1d10'

Roll #1 8 = 8

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>>431124
You what?

431127

>>431123
Did someone sit down next to me?

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>>431126
I'm listening in to the conversation of all those chatters at the bar.
But don't let that stop you from talking to me.

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>>431128
"…but Griffons don't even really eat that much meat. We're omnivores. That reminds of that time I saved a small farming village from a rampaging carrot-monster…"

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>>431129
"A carrot monster? Like a giant carrot?"

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>>431130
"Yeah. It was some mage's idea of a funny april's fool."

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>>431124
"-And so I told him, you can keep your change!"
Giggles follow.
"But I'm having the. Worst. Time, today! Can't seem to find that old thing!"
They are cahtting it up quite nicely actually.
>>431125
Boop indeed, those four ladies are long gone.
What shall you ever do?
I spy a zebra, a pegasus and a gryphon sitting at two tables.
>>431127
Sadly, no. The sailors don't seem in the mood to strike up a conversation.

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>>431131
"What did you do?"

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>>431132
What happened to that panicked pony from last time? I go looking for him.

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>>431133
"I flew it apart and gave the mage a firm talking to. I think the farmers drove the poor sod out of the village."
Shake my head and call for another mug of wine.

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>>431135
Clap my hooves.
"That's amazing."

I gather up the bits from my hat and put them in my saddlebags.

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>>431134
He went up the stairs, with the eyes of somepony resigned to give up on his lifelong dream.
Upstairs, you see the same open door you saw as you left your room, and two more.
On the other end of the short corridor, you can see that pony sitting on a balcony, staring into the distance.
>>431136
You do that. At least a few dozen solid coins in here.

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>>431137
I walk over and sit down next to him.
"I do not mean to pry, but you look as if you wish to cry."

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>>431137
"Do you want to go back home, Nuzzle?"
Put my now clear hat on the table, so the rabbit can go back in it, if he wants that is.

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>>431139
"I heard there's some work in town, but so far I haven't found out anything."

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>>431138
The caramel-colored pony looks at you with a smile.
"Kinda, yeah.
But big ponies don't cry, doncha know that?"
>>431139
"[size5]Took you long enough!"

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>>431140
I nod.
"It's hard times, let's hope you find something. I haven't found too much yet. This is the best paying show I've had in days…"

>>431141
Just nod at him, smiling.
"But you did like the carrot, didn't you?"

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>>431141
I nod my head.
"To keep your tears on the inside shows that your are strong. Would you mind if I were to ask what is wrong?"

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>>431142
"Never making deals with a mage again, mom was right…"
And with that, he disappears in the dark of the hat.
>>431143
He points past the tree blocking most of the view at a tall building resting upon the outer walls of the city.
"See that? It's the guards' academy. Tomorrow is the first day of the new classes.
My classes. After years I had made it in…"

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>>431147
He's such a kidder.
Shake the head, to make sure he's gone through to…..wherever and put it back on my head

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>>431148
Dazzling. As usual, of course.

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>>431147
"That is very good news. Why are you suffering from the blues?"

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>>431140
I turn back to Olga.
"Maybe we could find some work together?"

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>>431152
He lifts his right forehoof, revealing a very intricate and surely ceremonial sock, the pattern runs at least five different colors that end up meeting in the front as to form the same emblem you have seen blazed upon every guard's armor in town.
Then, he sticks up the naked left hoof.
"See the problem?"

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>>431156
"A missing sock? Why that problem certainly is not one to knock. Take me to your room, and once the sock is found your life can resume."

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>>431154
"Maybe we could. But where to look?"

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>>431160
I think.
"Uh…..I don't know. Maybe we could ask around?"
I go to the barkeep.
"Excuse me sir. Me and my griffon friend there are looking for some ways to make some money. Do you know of anypony who might need us?"

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>>431132
Only one thing can be done!
Play the saxophone!
'1d10+2'

Roll #1 2 + 2 = 4

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>>431163
I clap and give her a a few bits from my earlier show, I know how hard it is to get money this way. She could use some encouragement.

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>>431165
Wave at her and grin.
"Thanks! This could have been better though!"

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>>431159
He jerks his head slightly as he smirks, a brief moment before letting out a dry chuckle.
"Well I've already went through it a few times and it's late to catch the starting ceremony but sure, if you want to have a look around sompony else's clothes go ahead."
He gets up and starts walking back, taking you to the one open door.
"Name's Roast, by the way."
>>431162
He looks away from the mare for a second, and starts thinking.
"I don't know. The circus already left this year, but there's plenty of small shops that might need a clerk!"

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>>431169
"Mmmm. And what about the guard? My griffon friend is a warrior."

>>431167
"Keep trying! We all have good days and bad days." I wink.

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>>431170
I gasp.
"You know then! A lot of everyone just judges from first hearing!"

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>>431169
"Miiba is my name, and here I am a zebra of no fame."
I look under his bed for the sock.[1d10+1]

Roll #1 6 + 1 = 7

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>>431171
"Of course. I'm a travelling magician myself. I gave a small show before you came in here. The name's Selena."
And I point to Olga.
"And that's my new friend Olga, she's a warrior."

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>>431173
I bounce around her excitedly.
"OOh, ooh, I love making new friends! My name is Buttermilk Sky!"

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>>431173
I nod.
>>431169
"No evil to slay? No realm to save?"

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>>431174
I smile, a bit overwhelmed by her energy.
"Thanks…are you a traveller as well?"

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>>431176
I nod, still bouncing!
"Uhuh! I travel and spread cheer and joy and music!"

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>>431170
He and the mare chuckle
"The guards? And what jobs would they have?"
>>431172
Entering the room you can see clothes everywhere, most likely thrown around in a desperate attempt from the lil horse to find the remaining socks.
Nothing under the bed, and as you kneel down a chilling wind runs along your back, looks like the windows was still open.
>>431175
The mare and the bartender look at each other for a second before bursting into laughter at nearly the same time.

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>>431178
I look out the window. Perhaps the wind pr a bird stole it?
[1d10+1]

Roll #1 2 + 1 = 3

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>>431178
"I guess not then…."
I look back at Butters and Olga a bit sad.
But….IDEAAAA~
"What if we all travelled together and do shows?"

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>>431178
I facepalm.
"Anything for the mercenary type?"
Grimace at calling myself that.
>>431181
"I suppose that would be fine, but I don't know any tricks."

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>>431181
My eyes widen and I stop bouncing.
"OoooooooOOOoooH! Like a team?!"

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>>431182
"But it might be dangerous out there. You can defend both of us. Make sure we're safe."

>>431183
"Yes, I can do magic and you can ensure the musical decor."

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>>431179
If there was ever a sock-stealer, seed-gurgling bird anywhere around here, now he's far gone.
Nothing out of the ordinary from here.
Roast quickly cimes in from behind you.
"Hey, when did you open that? I'm freezing!"
>>431182
The mare tries to regain her composure.
'1d10'
In the meanwhile, the stallion rightens himself up.
"That… I dunno. Maybe. Guess there was a parasprites problem or something…"

Roll #1 9 = 9

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>>431185
"That would be great!
We could make even more people smile than already!"

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>>431186
All safe on the mare's front, too.
>>431188
She turns to you.
"See, the kid's got the right idea.
There's plenty grumpy ponies around a town as big as this!"

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>>431185
I nod.
"That seems like a good idea."
>>431186
"Parasprites?"

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>>431191
"Far north, thanks the princesses! Nothing to actually worry about. It's mostly just a rumor."

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>>431190
"Oh!
Where! We need to cheer them up!"

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>>431196
The mare shrugs.
"Anywhere. The bigger the town, the grumpier someponies get."
Then she nods over to the group of sailors.
"They have been grumbling since they got here.
Or at least since the coffee kicked in."

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>>431186
"It was open when I came in to look about. I think your sock may have blown out."
I look down at the ground. Did the sock simply fall out?
[1d10+1]

Roll #1 8 + 1 = 9

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>>431197
Bounce over to the sailors, and wave.
"Hi! I'm Buttermilk!"

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>>431200
I look at what that mare is doing…

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>>431198
No such luck. But in the soft ground of the flowerbed right below the window you can see a… A hoofprint?
>>431200
The four of them eye you. Then each other.
"And we asked for a refill twenty minutes ago."
They shove their mugs over to you.

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>>431202
Fill them with apple juice!
And give them free pastries!

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>>431204
'1d10-2'

Roll #1 7 - 2 = 5

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>>431205
The bartender is too starstruck by the lady to notice you slipping a few pastries away.
And then back to their table you are.
"Hey. We are not paying for that extra stuff!"

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>>431202
"Please wait while I check your sock's fate."
I go down to look at the flowerbed. Can I see where the pony that left the hoofprint went?
[1d10+1]

Roll #1 1 + 1 = 2

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>>431204
I go over to Sky and put a hoof on her shoulder.
"Butters, you don't have to refill that. You're not a maid."

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>>431208
I have them in my inventory, dummy.
Both the juice and the pastries.
Never leave home without them!
I'm not stealing, duh! That's bad!
"It's on me!"
Grin at them.

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>>431210
"I know!"

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>>431213
"Well…that's nice I guess."

>>431208
"I suppose you should thank her." I say to the sailors.

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>>431209
As you turn around to leave from the door, like any normal zebra would, you get too confident in your ability to walk just like you've done every other day of your life, and end up slipping on Roast's unused pants.
With an agile backflip, you ready your body for a perfect landing back on your hooves…. But the ground is not there to greet you.
As you open your eyes all you can see is the sky rapidly spinning around your head as you are catapulted outside of the window, falling a whole story right down on the dirt that once housed the hoofprint.
At least these flowers softened your fall…
Oh, and here the pants come, ever faithful. I hope for you he didn't use those.
Roast sticks his neck out of the window, an excited shout immediatly follows.
"Hey I had no idea zebras could fly!"
>>431211
"Whadda…"
They look confused.
"Are you hittin on me goat? I'm married to the sea!"
>>431216
Now they are even more confused.
"You mean she's not the waitress?"

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>>431220
"She's just a nice pony who wanted to help. Now the least you can do is thank her for being so nice."

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>>431221
They all nod eagerly, mouths too full to tal-

-THUD!!-

That came from outside, group on the first floor!

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>>431220
Shake my head.
"You just seemed to be in dire need to cheer up, and it is my job that everyone is smiling!"

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>>431220
"We cannot. Your pair of pants I did not spot."
Is there any evidence left here that I can find of the pony that was under his window?
[1d10+1]

Roll #1 2 + 1 = 3

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>>431222
"Did you hear that?"
Run to the source!

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>>431226
Let's go.
Go see what's up.

>>431223
"Come, Butters."

431231

>>431223
The lead pony has already gulped down his bagel.
"Your job? Damn that mayor gets a new one every day."
>>431225
Pony? As you move out of the flwoerbed to inspect what's left of the hoofprint, you soon notice that it's massive!
So massive in fact, that it has destroyed everything! This must have been a sock-stealing giant, not a pony!
Or maybe it's just what's left of it after you landed flat on the evidence.
But that's how badass cops roll.
>>431226
>>431229
You see a zebra covered in dirt.
And with a pair of pants on his head.

431233

>>431231
Shake my head.
"I do it on my own!
Now have a nice rest of the day!"

Smile at them, then bounce after
>>431229

431234

>>431231
"…..Are you allright?"

431235

>>431231
"Hello. Had a fun night?"

431236

>>431233
You leave a considerably happier looking group of sailors behind to rejoin the others.

431237

>>431236
Wave at the zebra.
"Hi!"

431238

>>431231
I remove the pants from me head and look up at the window.
"I am sorry Roast, but the chances of finding your sock seem like a ghost. This search of yours you should quit. Go to your appointment without it."

>>431234
"Once this spine of mine I align I will be quite fine."
I pop my back.

>>431235
"My night was very quiet. In a town like this I expected a riot."

>>431237
I wave back.

431239

>>431238
Giggle when she? waves back.
"I'm Buttermilk!"

431241

>>431238
I look curious.
"Sock? What sock?"

431242

>>431239
He's all stallion, baby.

431244

431245

>>431238
"Ah!"
He laughs it up.
"Couldn't do that even if it wasn't so late.
But thanks for the help, you know. I appreciate!"

431246

431248

>>431246
I thought that was for Miiba.
He sticks his right hoof out of the window.
"Totally not ceremonial ordnance of the guard uniform! Can't show up without it, they'd just kick me out!"

431250

>>431248
Both. I should have linked more
"What do they look like?"

431251

>>431239
"My name is Miiba. I am a traveling zebra."

>>431248
"Tell them a theif took it where you know naught. Perhaps they will give you another shot?"

>>431245
"I am sorry I could not be of aid to help you join the guard brigade. Think of this as a chance at a new life, perhaps you should look for a pretty wife?

431253

>>431251
"I'm getting conflicted messages here, Miiba!"

431254

>>431251
Gasp.
"And I'm a travelling goat!"

431255

>>431253
"Let's see if I can't help."
Take my hat.
Pull out one of those socks. '1d10'

Roll #1 2 = 2

431257

>>431255
That's definitely the fabric of a sock! You grasp it firmly and one hard pull later, Roast comes out of your hat, falling flat on top of you.
"Wadda…"

431258

>>431257
Spaghettiroll '1d10'

Roll #1 8 = 8

431259

>>431258
"Oh I'm sorry….Are you okay?"

431260

>>431253
"Do not give up on your life plans so easily, but if they fail do not act so queasily."

>>431254
I nod my head.

>>431257
>>431258
"How did you do that? How could he even fit through your hat?"

431261

>>431258
I tilt my head.
"Hi?"

431262

>>431258
>>431259
His eyeballs are rolling madly around and stars can be seen floating around his head, what do you think?
Oh, and don't worry, he's pulled himself up already.
Barely.
>>431260
>>431261
"Wha-" He starts tripping on his own hooves as he tries to stand still.
"-wadday is it?"

431263

>>431260
"Magic. You wouldn't understand it if I explained it."

>>431262
He was on top of me! How could I pull him up?
"Excuse me? Sir, you might be a bit disorientated. Do you remember where your are? Your name?"

431264

>>431263
"Pretty… Colors…"
'1d10', he tries to pull himself together.

Roll #1 8 = 8

431265

>>431263
I roll my eyes.

>>431264
I look around. Perhaps the thief has returned to the scene of the crime and brought the sock with him?
[1d10+1]

Roll #1 9 + 1 = 10

431266

>>431264
"I like pretty colors!"
Throw out some confetti!

431267

>>431264
"I'm terribly sorry." Hold his hoof. "Do you feel better?"

431268

>>431264
What a soldier. Cut from an iron cloth.
Blinking a few times, he stands on attention.
"Roast Seed ma'am! We are in Bridleburgs' dock district, near the Santa Giumenta inn, ma'am!"
>>431267
"Do not fear, I've seen far worse than a miscast!"
You get somehow the idea he hasn't..
>>431266
Confetti you shall have.
"Fancy."
>>431265
You are 100% sure nopony has a left sock with them.
No. Pony. Alive.
Quite the feat.

431269

>>431268
"Hurry up Roast, you are late. Tell them your sock was taken by a reprobate."

431270

>>431268
"Do you like it?"

431271

>>431268
"I'll make sure to find your sock again. It's the least I can do. Whare did you last see it?"
Look around for clues. '1d10'

Roll #1 4 = 4

431272

>>431270
"Yes, yes I love it. Never had many parties back ho-"
>>431269
He turns quickly to look at you.
"Oh damnit that's true!"
>>431271
"The zebra knows!"
He then runs back in, disappearing.
You get the sensation that here, once, there was a clue. Then someone, most likely the culprit, destroyed it.
And guess who just destroyed the whole flowerbed?
Yep, the suspicious zigga…

431273

>>431269
I look at the zebra.
"So….you know what exactly?"

431274

>>431272
I frown.
"Aww, I was just about to throw an improv party!"

431275

>>431272
"The sock we look for is the same as the one on his right hoof. It was taken by a thief that came in from a place opposite the roof."

431276

>>431275
"Huh…then I'll go find that heinous villain. Do you want to help us?"

431277

>>431276
"There are no clues left. The thief that did this was quite deft."
I go inside and finish my breakfast.

431278

>>431277
"But maybe somepony outside saw something."

431279

>>431278
"Or maybe Pinkie knows!"

431280

>>431279
"….Pinkie?"

431281

>>431278
I'm already inside finishing my breakfast.

431282

>>431280
"You don't know her?
She is pretty cool!"

431283

>>431281
I go there then and say this to you.

>>431282
"Pinkie…Pinkie…you mean the Laughing One?"

431284

>>431283
I nod my head quickly.
"Uhuh! Pinkie Pie! We talk a lot! And have parties together! Sometimes she even visits me!"

431285

>>431284
"That explains a lot…."

431286

>>431285
Tilt my head.
"Huh?"

431287

>>431286
"The parties and the happiness"

431288

>>431287
"Oh!
I really like them! But don't forget the music! That's the most important part!"

431289

>>431283
"There will be no speaking until I have finished eating."
I'm making food right now.

431290

I've now finished eating.

431291

I go outside and look for clues.
Maybe somepony who saw something '1d10'

Roll #1 6 = 6

431292

After a few minutes, with a lound clang and a lot of small whines and imprecations, a heavily armored figure starts making his way down the stairs.
Only the face remains unarmored, revealing Roast's suffering but determinated expression.
He stops in front of Miiba.
"Here I go then!"
He's trying his hardest to give a hearnest smile.
'1d10'
>>431291
You stop and old coot walking down the streets with the help of a cane.
"A sock thief? Girl howdidyaknow I lost mah favorite sock jus' tonight?"

Roll #1 2 = 2

431293

>>431292
But his face is red and his teeth grinned from the pain.

431294

>>431293
>>431292
"That's not how you smile!
Need any help?"

431295

>>431294
"N-no I will just.. Soldier through this, yes!"
You can clearly see he's trying his hardest not to lean on his left side…

431296

>>431292
I give him a reassuring pat on the back.
"Are you hurt? That armor does not look like it was made for comfort."

431297

>>431292
"You too? Did you happen to find a hoofprint in your room?"

431298

>>431295
"What's the matter?"

431299

>>431296
>>431298
"You could say that. Wearing an armour without any socks is a pain…"
He winces again, but starts to walk towards the door.
'1d10'
>>431297
"Hurchin on the groom? Nooo way pretty, I'm too old for the sea or marriages!"

Roll #1 8 = 8

431300

>>431299
"Wait… do you only have one pair of socks?

431301

>>431299
"No! A HOOFPRINT IN YOUR ROOM!"
Try to make her understand me '1d10'

Roll #1 5 = 5

431302

>>431299
"Good luck. Remember to breath when you ruck."

431303

>>431299
Roast Seed confirmed for most motivated cadet ever.
He makes it to the door without another complaint.
>>431300
"That's the thing.
They are all gone! Not only the official and totally not ceremonial socks of the guards' uniform!"
>>431301
"Now why would I leve hoofprints in my room? I'm a clean pony I will have you know!"
He tries to use his cane to hit you on the head.
'1d10'

Roll #1 7 = 7

431304

>>431303
Yep, that's a old pony scolding you with a cane.

431305

>>431302
He just smiles back and starts to make his way.

431306

>>431303
"All of your socks?!"
I gasp.
"Who would take so many?
And why? Do they have a really big hoof?"

431307

>>431304
Ow. Ow.
Run away '1d10'

Roll #1 2 = 2

431308

>>431307
Please, you are a grown lady. You shouldn't cry like that!
But here you are, back at the inn.
>>431306
"Not all of my socks.
All of my left socks!"

431309

>>431308
Blink.
"Uh.. aren't all socks left socks?"

431310

>>431309
"No! There are right socks and left socks, Front socks and back socks!"

431311

>>431308
>>431309

Ow. That hurt.
Rub my head.
I walk over to the others.
"It's strange. Other ponies lost their socks as well."

431312

>>431310
"Did you at least try a right sock as a left sock?
When I was little I had these very pretty socks and they had colorful stripes and it didn't matter which one you put on which hoof!"

431313

>>431312
"Stop bothering Roast, he is already late. Let him walk or seal his fate."

431314

>>431311
"Other ponies too?"
Roast just shrugs.
"Might be a really bad day to be a sock."
>>431312
"Of course I tried, but they just won't fit, don't you believe me?"

431315

>>431314
>>431313
"It's just weird!
What kind of socks are those?"

431316

>>431315
"Go up, look!"
He leans in on the door, whistling at the bartender.
"Pedro! Let these ponies into my room if they want, okay?"
Then, he turns back to you.
"I should really go to the guard's station now. However it goes, I will be back here tonight."

431317

>>431316
Nod.
"Okie dokie!
I'll check on those socks!"

431318

>>431316
I go sit down for a second and think.

431319

>>431317
And then he's already on his way, limping slightly, towards the guards station.
>>431318
The bartender is cleaning up, or at least pretending to, and gives you a quick look over.
"Something on your mind?"

431320

>>431319
Turn to the pony he called to.
"Let me at them!"
Rawr!"

431321

>>431320
And then the bartender raises his eyes from Selena and looks at you.
"Alright, guess we can do that."
He throws you a key.
"Go slain those villains upstairs, uh?"

431322

>>431321
Salute.
"You can count on me!"
Bounce up the stairs!
Try not to trip in excitement '1d10'

Roll #1 10 = 10

431323

>>431322
It's like a holy power is driving your bounces across.
No way to fail.
In a hop, skip and a jump you are upstairs, staring inside what looks more like a battlefield than a proper room, with clothes of all kind thrown around everywhere.

431324

>>431321
I look around the bar.

431325

>>431319
"Somepony stole socks all over town. Strange huh?"

431326

>>431323
I'm on a mission!
If only I had a deerdetective hat!
Look for socks!
Many of them!
'1d10'

Roll #1 3 = 3

431327

>>431325
"Roast was not the only victim? This is a problem of which I must get to the bottom."

431328

>>431324
Selena is chatting it up with the bartender, but nothing else is going on. There's always the outside.
Oh, and that one old pony sleeping under the stairs, let's not forget him.
>>431325
"Somepony stole socks all over town? More than strange, impossible! The town is too bit!"
>>431326
SUDDENLY SOCKS! FROM UNDER THE BED!
FROM OVER THE WINDOW!
FROM BEHIND THE LOCKER!
SOCKS!
And they are all angry at you.

431329

>>431328
Let's be friendly.
Wave at them.
"Hi socks!"

431330

>>431328
>>431327

"Well, maybe not everypony, but still a lot of ponies. I wonder why anypony would do that. That's just weird"

431331

>>431329
They wave. All moving as one they wave, quick and sure, silent and fearless.
They wave as waves in the cold northern sea, and they are coming closer and closer, closing around you.
Did that sock just shut the door and crack his sock-knuckles?
>>431330
Pedro shrugs as he wipes a glass.
"Think about it, there are a lot of things you can't do without socks.
No more casual fridays, no more six legs race, no more guards…"

431332

>>431331
"Maybe they're trying to weaken the guard so they can loot the town! It must be bandits!"

431333

>>431330
"Indeed. That it is weird I am agreed. Perhaps you and I would search together? Find who did this and bind him to a tether?"

431334

>>431333
"Of course, and let's get Butters as well.
Wait where is she?"
Find her '1d10'

Roll #1 8 = 8

431335

>>431332
"Bandits?"
He gives you half a smile and a raised brow, slightly leaning forward with his head.
"Now that's just preposterous! Bandits are stuff from comic books!"

431336

>>431331
"What's up, socks?"

431337

>>431334
I follow behind you.

431338

>>431334
She went upside, yapping in some unknown pirate jargon.
>>431336
They dont talk, but keep on dancing.
The sock that closed the door moves sinuosly forward, starting to snap one of his corners as to make a basic beat, and the other soon follow, looking mean as they form a few circles around you.
You could swear there's music playing in the back…

431339

>>431338
OOh!
I get it!
Giggle, and play on my small drums!
Give them the rythm!
'1d10+2'

Roll #1 9 + 2 = 11

431340

>>431335
"Let's go get her."
Go upstairs.
"Butters! Where are you?"

431341

>>431338
I follow Selena up and look around for clues.

431342

>>431339
Somewhere distant, you hear a giggle.
Good girl.
The socks stand suddenly on attention before falling prey of your tune, following the new rythm you lay down for them.
And you see them start to move and dance frantically, running into each other, tripping over other clothes, one is even banging repeteadly against the door, all on his own!

And then, they all disappear.

>>431340
There's music coming off Roast's room…

431343

>>431342
Knock on the door.
"Butters, you in there?"

431344

>>431342
"Wait, stop, where are you going?"

431345

>>431341
And here is my clue looking roll.
[1d10+1]

Roll #1 1 + 1 = 2

431346

>>431343
I bet she heard that.
>>431344
Too slow.
They are all gone, as if they were made of air.
>>431345
Your zebra senses are tingling.
Good luck turning them off anytime soon.
What is it, the bartender?
The coffee-addicted mare in the other room?
That lousy goat?
Whatever it is it's gonna follow you all day.

431347

>>431344
Knock again "BUTTERS"

431348

>>431343
>>431347
"Come in!"

>>431346
Frown
"It's not nice to just leave somegoaty hanging like that, socks!"

431349

>>431348
Stop talking to yourself goat, it's not healthy.

431350

>>431346
Maybe it's that fat ass.
"Do you know the goat? The one who sounds like she was raised on a boat?"

431351

>>431349
I'm talking to the socks!

431352

>>431350
Could this possibly be love? Do you hear little angels sing and see a ray of light surrounding her?
>>431351
But /thereisnosock here.

431353

>>431350
"I just met her but she seems nice."

>>431348
Go in.
"Butters, we're going to look for whoever took those socks."

431354

>>431353
"Oh, the socks were here just a second ago!"

431355

>>431354
Blink.
"And who took them?"

431356

>>431355
Frown.
"They just left me here! Whoos, they disappeared!"

431357

>>431356
"They, you mean there's more than 1 thief? Where did they go, out of the window?"

431358

>>431352
>implying Miiba would settle down with an stripeless zebra.

>>431353
I nod.

>>431357
I give you a is she crazy? look.

431359

>>431358
"She's nice, she just has a wild imagination."

431360

>>431358
No racism in a kid's show!

431361

>>431357
Shake my head.
"Not the thieves, silly, the socks!
They were here, but then they fled and tripped over everything and woosh, gone!"

431362

>>431359
>>431361
"Are there other rooms we are allowed to search? This phenomena deserves research."

431363

>>431361
"Butters, you're so random."

>>431362
"We can take a quick look around, but I doubt we'll find anything."

431364

>>431363
"I swear they were here!
They were dancing and everything!"

431365

>>431364
I nod with a kind smile.
"Let's look around."

i look in the other rooms for anything '1d10'

Roll #1 6 = 6

431366

>>431365
Buttermilk Sky Master Detective!
'1d10'

Roll #1 8 = 8

431367

>>431365
>>431366
There are three other rooms.
One is Miiba's room, one is locked, one belongs to that coffee-addict mare you saw earlier.
Who takes which one?
And keep in mind you have no key to two of those!

431368

>>431367
The room where I danced with the socks!

431369

>>431367
"My room has no socks. We should check the room with the locks."

431370

>>431368
That's Roast's room, and looks like all the socks are gone.
You even trip and fall over some kind of spiked gem or something, bit you right in the flank!

431371

>>431370
"Ow!"
What's that?

431372

>>431370
"What's that?"
Check the gem '1d10'

Roll #1 1 = 1

431373

>>431370
I look at the gem.

Roll #1 2 + 1 = 3

431375

>>431371
It's a gem, same color as the morning sky, really small too.
On it, there's a small tag.
#Totally Useless And Ornamental Gem
>>431372
Yes, it's a true gem.
Yes, your teeth will hurt for a while after biting it to test its autenticity.
Yes it is choking you.

431376

>>431375
"No, the totally useless and ornamental gem is not for eating!"
Pat her back!
'1d10'

Roll #1 6 = 6

431377

>>431375
I try to get it out of her throat with the Heimlich maneuver.

Roll #1 5 = 5

431378

>>431375
Ow.
This is really is a bad day.
Spit it out '1d10'

Roll #1 8 = 8

431379

>>431378
>>431376
The gem comes right out after a sharp coughing sound from the poor mare.
Heeeew, is that her saliva?
>>431377
Slow down Romeo, this is a pg-e show.
No 'healing cuddles'.

431380

>>431379
"You can't eat everything!
What are you, a goat?"

431381

>>431379
"From where came this gem? Is it cursed to cause such mayhem?"

431382

>>431379
I cough.
"T-thanks."

>>431380
"I'm not sure why I thought that would be a good idea."

431383

#Pause

436158

I do believe you had just found something. And the goat was spouting nonsense.

436161

>>436158
Look again at the gem '1d10'

Roll #1 7 = 7

436162

>>436158
I pick the gem up and inspect it.
[1d10]

Roll #1 3 = 3

436165

>>436161
You must have seen this before, of this much you are sure.
Maybe in your line of work.
>>436162
It doesn't ring a bell, you can only see your reflection in its sapphire hues.
Zigga you look smashing!

436168

>>436158
Fix my bowtie and hat.
"This calls for an investigation!
Where did they go?!"

Look for the escape routes of the socks.
'1d10'

Roll #1 6 = 6

436170

>>436165
In my line of work? Whoring? uh I mean, as a magician. Huh.
"This looks like a magical crystal, maybe it's a catalyst"

436172

>>436168
You inspect the whole room with minutious attention, just to realize that the socks simply vanished.
In thin air!
>>436170
Our audience would love to know what it means.
Maybe in another episode.
Maybe.

436176

>>436165
A life of hard work and travel on hoof is bound to make me the pinnacle of stallion perfection.

>>436170
When I hear this I nod my head and try to use it move the dirt i the flowerbed outside with Earthen Grasp.
[1d10]

Roll #1 3 = 3

436180

>>436172
Stomp a hoof.
"This doesn't make sense!
Not even for me!"

436181

>>436176
The flowers look up at you as to ask if they really have to move.
They look really tired.

436184

>>436170
"A catalyst is this gem, but would would leave it on a whim?"

436186

>>436184
"It's strange. Who does this room belong to?"

436188

>>436186
Roast Seed.

436189

>>436186
"To the knighty guy."

436194

>>436189
"Maybe we should talk to him then! Ask him if he knows what this pendant is."

436204

>>436194
"He went to duty already!"

436208

>>436204
"Oh, that complicates things. What about the other rooms?"
And what about the other rooms? Any we've yet to inspect?

436211

>>436208
"I told you, all the socks were here!
Then they vanished!"

436214

>>436208
"With the owner we must plea for another room's key."

436215

>>436208
There are 3 other rooms.
One is Miiba's room, one is locked, one belongs to that coffee-addict mare you saw earlier.

436218

>>436211
I shake my head.
"Buttermilk, you're so random."

>>436214
"…or we can sneak in?" I grin sheepishly.

436222

>>436218
"I'm telling you!
It's tooootally true!"

436224

>>436222
"Buttermilk, socks don't move on their own."

436225

>>436224
"Where did they go then?
I'm not lying!"

436226

>>436218
"I will not sneak, not even for a peek."

436231

>>436226
I scrunch "F-fine. Let's ask then."

436233

>>436231
So where is it, back down?

436237

>>436233
Well, are the doors open?

436239

>>436237
Miiba's door is. One is locked, another one is ajar.

436240

>>436233
Sure but Miiba has to ask.

436245

>>436239
Bounce in the one that is slightly open!

436246

>>436245
This is an extremely plain room! Just a few dresses on the bed and lots of notes on the one desk near the window!

436247

>>436246
Investigate!
For socks or sock related clues!
'1d10'

Roll #1 2 = 2

436248

>>436247
Plenty of socks!
But not the kind your mother would allow you to wear. And strangely, there's only two of each kind!

436249

>>436233
>>436240
While rhyming, I ask the innkeeper for keys to explore the rooms to look for a thief.
Fuck this is hard.

436250

>>436248
I am a free spirit!
I can sock whatever sock I want to sock!
What kind of socks?
And why two?
What's going on here?

436251

>>436249
He compliments your rhymes.
"But there's a problem.
I can't just let you have the keys of my other clients, that'd be just wrong! You will have to ask them!"
>>436250
Hey you can sock if you want to, you can leave your horseshoes behind.
The ones you are holding right now have a particular net pattern and must surely be extremely tight to wear.
And then there's the pair in some kind of plastic, all black and with a lot of belts.
What's the deal with those?
And as you can see from the markings, they are clearly right socks and right socks only.

436253

>>436251
"Okay."
I walk over to the coffee-addict.
"Excuse me miss?" I ask in my sweetest voice.

436255

>>436251
I can prove science wrong!
By the power of willpower I will one of the net socks to be a left sock and put it on!
'1d10'

Roll #1 10 = 10

436256

>>436251
>>436253
I follow and let her do the talking this time.

436262

>>436253
She's long gone.
In fact, nopony else is in the bar, what's up with that?
"Said she had an appointment. Something about the local mage academy."
>>436255
You can almost hear the sock complain.
-Give me a break! First music all night, now this?-
The sock doesn't change at all, but you can confidently tell that those are absolutely going to fit, and no pony could ever question it.

436265

>>436262
I laugh.
"Hah!
I knew it!"

Run down to the others.
"Hey! Hey!"

436267

>>436262
"A clue. Quick we must go there." I say to Miiba.
"Wait where's Buttermilk?"

>>436265
"Butters…that's not appropriate." I groan.

436271

>>436267
"No, no, I know these are not mine, but look!"

436273

>>436271
Rolling to see how sexy that is '1d10'

Roll #1 3 = 3

436274

>>436271
>>436267
You see she's wearing two pairs of perfectly normal fishnet stockings on her left legs.
>>436273
She'sjustakidwhat'swrongwithyou!

436275

>>436273
I'm obviously not that interested in mares.
"Really butters, you shouldn't wear those."
I look around, what does the bartender think of this.

436277

>>436275
>>436274
I facepalm
"Nooooooooooooooo!
Don't you notice anything?"

436278

>>436275
He's trying to hide the glances he's shooting at Sky.
How does he do?
Outroll to notice.

Roll #1 7 = 7

436280

>>436278
'1d10'

Roll #1 5 = 5

436284

>>436280
Looks like he's minding his own business!
What a good boy.

436285

>>436278
'1d10' huh?

Roll #1 9 = 9

436286

>>436277
"What? Butters, what?"

436287

>>436285
Yeah, he was looking at you with a confused expression, just for a second.

436288

>>436286
"Left socks!"

>>436287
Wave at him and smile.
"Hi!"

436289

>>436288
I blink and grab her.
"Let's get you out of those."

436290

>>436288
He tries to keep up the surprise.
"Uh… Hi?"

436291

>>436290
I frown at him.

436292

>>436291
He shrugs, no idea what you are frowning for.

436293

>>436289
"B-But… I found left socks! And all the other left socks were gone! This is a big step forwards on proving all socks can be left socks if you really believe!"

>>436290
Giggle.

436294

>>436293
"I'm sure somepony will give you a reward for that. Why don't you take them off and then we can go to the academy to show your discovery mm?"

436296

>>436294
"But how will we show it if I take it off?"

436298

>>436296
"Uh…mages usually like those off…to…more easily scan it for magic..yes..I know, I'm a mage too."

436302

>>436298
"Yeah, but what if I take it off and they disappear like the other socks? OOh, maybe you should try on those black ones to see if those fit too!"

436304

>>436302
"But Butters, we can't just take those socks…that's stealing!"

436307

>>436304
"Nuh-uh, we'll bring them back! It's just for the time of investigation!"
Giggle.
"I am a detective!"

436308

>>436307
>>436304
The bartender interjects.
"Should I be asking just where you took those from?"

436311

>>436308
Point up.
"From that open room! I'm working on the case of missing socks!"

436313

>>436307
I try to gently push her up the stairs. '1d10'
"Please put them back."

>>436308
"Nowhere!"

Roll #1 7 = 7

436315

>>436313
"Wha-hey? Why? We are making progress!"

436316

>>436311
>>436313
He opens his mouth to speak, but then closes it again and just stares at the two of you.
"Decide what to do and decide it quick."

436342

>>436313
And up the stairs you both are.

436346

>>436342
"Just put them back before that mare finds out…"

436350

>>436346
I frown, and take them off.
"I thought you'd be happy… everyone said that 'No Buttermilk, all the left socks are gone' and these are socks and they fit my left hoof and you were all weird and…"
Try not to tear up '1d10'

Roll #1 5 = 5

436354

>>436350
I bite my lip.
"I didn't mean it like that…It's just that those sock belong to somepony else. She might get upset."
I giver her a hug.

436355

>>436354
'1d10'

Roll #1 1 = 1

436356

>>436350
Your eyes are damp and your nose feels heavy, but you can try and hold it if you really focus.
An observant eye could tell you are having a really bad day though.
No more socks for you.

436358

>>436355
And now you are crying like a child.
Good going, taking it all on a poor goat who was doing nothing but help!

436359

436360

>>436358
Oh, no no no no!
I got to stay strong!
Hug back!
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to upset you!"

436361

>>436360
"I'm such a bad pony….I'm so sorry."

436362

>>436361
"No, no you aren't, don't be silly!
How about a song?"
Cheer her up with a cheery tune!
Any instrument!
'1d10+2'

Roll #1 3 + 2 = 5

436364

>>436362
The music is just not the same when your heart is not wholly into it…

436368

>>436364
Play me off, Pinkie!
"Let's just sort out this mess, okie dokie? We will help ponies find their socks and everypony can be jolly molly happy!"

436370

>>436362
"T-thank you…I'm so sorry. I promise I'll try to be a better pony…"

436376

>>436370
"Ush ush, no time to mope! Uh…"
A sudden realization hits me, and I remove my bowtie and give it to you.
"I know!
You can be my assistant detective!"

436378

>>436376
I smile.
"T-thanks. Now let's go to the academy…"

436384

>>436378
Want to ask for directions around or just puff there?

436385

>>436378
"Put that on and we are off!"

Bounce down and wave goodbye to the young colt!

436387

>>436384
Ask for directions from the barkeeper?

436390

>>436387
"That place? Right in the middle of town, a few steps away from the Tower, really. Big building filled with crystals and stuff, hard to miss."
>>436385
He waves back with a smile.

436393

>>436390
"Allright let's go!"
Go there with butters.

436396

>>436393
>>436390
ONWARDS, AOSHIMA

436400

>>436393
>>436396
After passing a surprisingly empty checkpoint to enter the town's walls you wander the crowded streets for a while before reaching a district entirely in the shadows of the Tower of Light, which you would think makes it dark and gloomy, but the entire tower is made of crystal and the light passes through it just to shed a rainbow of colors upon the buildings below.
Glimmering in this light is what you are looking for, a not-too-tall but strangely, no building except the Tower here is building made of a mix of normal bricks, wood, living plants and gems.
It's like someone cut off a huge tree and then build a house on a side, before placing a bunch of floating crystals enchased in vines all around them.
There is a large door on the 'built' side of the building with a paper that reads "Open".

436403

>>436400
Yay!
Enter!

436404

>>436400
"Good, it's open, let's go in!"

436406

>>436403
You enter on a huge library and a crowd of ponies going back and forth between shelves.
It's at least ten times the size inside than outside!
And a few meters from you, sitting behind a large desk of marble, there's a middle aged mare lost deep behind a book.

436407

>>436406
I go over to the mare.
"Excuse me?"

436409

>>436406
Jump on the desk!
Try not to trip and faceplant '1d10+1'
"Hi!"

Roll #1 9 + 1 = 10

436411

>>436407
She raises her head slowly.
"Yes, how c-"
>>436409
Before being startled by your perfect doubleflip and landing on the stone desk. A few ponies turn to clap their hooves, but she promptly recovers her composture and shushes them.

436412

>>436411
I pretend nothing unusual happened.
"Do you know what this is?" I show the crystal.

436413

>>436411
"I am Detective Buttermilk Sky and this is my stalwart companion and assistant Detective Selena Springleaf!
We are on the case!"

436416

>>436412
"This? It's one o-"
>>436413
But then she frowns and put the crystal down on the desk.
"Missy you know what you just did is extreeeeemely rude?"
You can see her head shake a little as she tries to scold you.

436418

>>436416
Blink.
"Introducing us?
That's polite!"

436420

>>436418
She tries to grab some papers from right under your hooves.
Try not to fall!
'1d10'

Roll #1 7 = 7

436421

>>436416
I grin sheepsihly.
"She's very enthusiastic about magic."

436422

>>436420
Wah!
'1d10+1'

Roll #1 4 + 1 = 5

436424

>>436421
She glares at the goat with an angry look.
"I could tell…"
>>436422
It all comes tumbling down, tumbling down, tumbling down…
At least you manage to land on your hooves!

436427

>>436424
Grin.
"So should I introduce ourselves again?
"I am Detective Buttermilk Sky and this is my stalwart companion and assistant Detective Selena Springleaf!
We are on the case!"

436428

>>436427
"What case are you even talking about, for goodness' sake?"
She looks outright bewildered and proceeds to take a pair of glasses and put them on her nose.

436429

>>436424
"She's just so happy to be in the library.
So…about that crystal?"

436431

>>436428
"The case of the missing left socks! It's an epidemic!"
Motion with my hooves.
Make a 'Bwoosh!' sound too

436433

>>436431
>>436429
"My dear, this is no library!"
She's almost hurt by your words.
"This is Bridlegrad's own magical academy! Scholars from all over the islands come over to research and exchange knowledge and you come here asking for… Socks and toys?"
She points at the crystal.

436437

>>436433
"It's serious!"

436438

>>436433
"Is this a toy? It doesn't look like one?"

436439

>>436437
"Well you could have gone to the market for this! Or to the guards! Those good for nothing!"
>>436438
"Of course it is, can't you recognize it?
It's one of those double catalysts!
They were all the rage some time ago thanks to a bunch of mages doing great tricks from anywhere and whatnot!"

436441

>>436439
Do I remember what double catalysts are? '1d10'

Roll #1 10 = 10

436443

>>436441
Duh! They are specific to your field of magic!
They are like teleports, but for magic!
You place a bunch all over a stage and no matter how many, no matter how far, they will all replicate the spell you cast through the first one!

436444

>>436439
Speak in a scolding tone.
"Miss or Missis, I think you are not handling this situation very well!"

436445

>>436443
>>436439
I facepalm
"Ah, of course. How didn't I see it before."

436449

>>436444
"Me? What do I have to handle? I'm no guard!"
>>436445
"They have never really caught up on the mainland I'm afraid, and you accent doesn't seem to be from the islands.
Common mistake if you are just passing through."

436450

>>436449
Shake my head.
"They weren't stolen!
They disappeared! To thin air."

436451

>>436449
"Do they still sell them?"

436455

>>436450
She raises a brow.
"Sure you didn't hit your head too strong?"
>>436451
"Yes, of course. They are just toys after all, no good for anything more than illusory spells, and weak ones at that!"

436458

>>436455
"Nuh uh, we are helping other ponies out! A guardspony could barely go to duty becauase of missing socks!"

436460

>>436458
She facehooves.
"Those upstuck sillypants…"
Then, motions you to get closer while looking furtively around.

436464

>>436460
Lean closer!

436465

>>436451
>>436458
"Perhaps many gems and a teleport was how the thief could socks transport."

436468

>>436465
I nod and look at the catalysts.
This would be really good for my show

436470

>>436464
"Now, I am no old lady who goes around and talks about other ponies' facts, but there is this old and dear friend of mine who has a daughter, and she was engaged to a guard, and on the day of their second date-"
Roll not to fall asleep.
>>436465
She waves a hoof off.
"No way, you can't use it for such intricate magic!"

436472

>>436470
Hyper awake!
'1d10'

Roll #1 7 = 7

436473

>>436470
"But why not? It explains the fiendish plot."

436474

>>436470
"Maybe somepony altered them?"

436477

>>436472
Whoa there lil goat, are you enjoying this?
"-and so he couldn't find his uniform and was not allowed to leave the grounds until he sew a new hoofkerchief all on his own!"
>>436473
>>436474
"If this somepony had years of magical experience and a great team behind, sure, maybe they could do what our whole academy couldn't in a decade."
She grins.

436479

>>436477
I enjoy everything!
Nod knowingly.
"What does this have to do with the case?"

436480

>>436479
She shrug.
"Nothing.
It's just that guards are wacky like that!"

436482

>>436477
"…that does seem like a lot of work, just to steal socks."

436483

>>436480
Blink.
"Concentrate!
How is it possible that I saw socks one second and they were all gone the next?"

436486

>>436477
I shrug.

436487

>>436483
"Maybe the sock was never there to begin with!"
>>436482
>>436486
"What's this about socks anyway?"

436488

>>436487
"They were! I even saw them! Then whoos, gone!"

436490

>>436488
"Yes, but maybe they weren't there! More like an illusion magic!"

436491

>>436487
"Lots of ponies seem to have lost one sock. Now it might seem just a little thing, but at this scale? We're just curious why somepony would go through all that trouble just to do that."

436493

>>436490
"Nuh uh!
That wasn't an illusion."
Bulge my eyes.
"They were responding to the music."

436495

>>436490
"Why make an illusion of socks? That is almost as pointless as burying rocks."

436496

>>436491
She shrugs.
"There is never shortage of crazy in this world."
>>436495
"You come here telling me socks are stolen and want me to make sense out of this?"
>>436493
She blinks a few times.
"Well then they were most certantly a trick, little goat!"

436499

>>436496
"Who would trick me like that? And why?"

436501

>>436499
She puts her hooves to her mane and falls back on her chair.
"Little miss you are quite the pest!
How am I supposed to know? It's the first time I hear about stolen socks or toys used for advanced spells like that!"

436502

>>436496
I listen to that.

436503

>>436496
"Is there anypony here who knows more about illusion magic? I know a bit but I can't do that kind of magic…"

436505

>>436501
"This is important, there are lives on the line here!
Lives of careless sock wearing!"

436507

>>436503
"Plenty!"
She smiles, radiating happiness now, leaning back and raising a hoof as to showcase the large hall behind her.
"This is the biggest academy of all the Islands, after all!"
>>436505
The librarian just shrugs.
"I stopped wearing socks looong ago, and am not so old I need them yet!"

436509

>>436507
My head hurts too much for me to rhyme any more.
"Any idea who might want to steal socks and make sock illusions?"

436510

>>436507
"One day you will be and you will curse the day you didn't flick an ear to solve this problem."

436511

>>436507
I grin.
"Oooh, I'd love to talk to them.."

436518

>>436509
>>436510
She groands evidently annoyed.
"But I told you I have no idea!"
>>436511
She's kinda defeated at this point, and just nods to stairs behind her.
"There's a sign upstairs, that's gonna show you the way."

436520

>>436518
"Thank you."
I run upstairs and look '1d10'

Roll #1 9 = 9

436521

>>436518
I follow behind Selena.

436523

>>436518
"Thanks anyway!"
Bounce away!

436524

>>436523
>>436520
>>436521
Upstairs, there's a single, round sign on a flimsy pole, with no arrow or writing of any kind.
Suddenly, it sprouts two eyes, and looks at your group expectingly.

436525

>>436524
Wave.
"Hi!"

436527

>>436524
"Hello. Wow, what an incredible illusion."

436528

>>436525
The eyes happily roll around as to wave back and the sign shakes a bit on itself.
>>436527
Before taking a deep bow and writing "Thanks" on the previously blank space.

436530

>>436528
"I'm Buttermilk!"

436531

>>436528
"I'm a bit of an illusionist myself."
Let's hope I don't conjure up a naked version of myself.
Doppleganger '1d10+2'

Roll #1 7 + 2 = 9

436532

>>436530
I am a sign.

436533

>>436528
"Who do we talk to about illusions?"

436534

>>436532
"Pleased to meet you Sign!"

436535

>>436531
The writing shifts again.
Are you looking for illusionists, miss?
>>436533
Follow the like on the ground sir!
And as if magically… Well no, outright magically a yellow line happears on the ground, leading you through the hallways.

436538

>>436535
"Yes, thank you." Follow the line with my doppleganger.

436540

>>436538
The qt little pegasus follows you.
"So, what's up with the toy anyway? Why did you find it in that guard's room?"

436541

>>436535
I follow it.

436543

>>436540
Who says this? My doppleganger?

436544

>>436543
Yep.
But then again, that might even be you.

436545

>>436540
>>436544
"I don't know…this mystery is sure gettting more mysterious by the minute."
Scooby-dooby-doo.

436547

>>436545
"I love mysteries!"

436549

>>436545
"Well you are the brains. Want me to shut up now?"
You are at the arrow's destination, in front of a door with a sign that reads
#Lead Researcher on Light and Illusions: H.A.Baloon.

436551

>>436549
"But I like having your input…Can't you stay for just a second, so I can show…mister baloon."
I knock at the door.

436552

>>436549
Giggle.
"I love balloons!"
Inflate a balloon quickly!
I should have one from my party supplies!
'1d10'

Roll #1 6 = 6

436554

>>436551
"Sure thing precious."
But there's no answer from behind the door…
>>436552
The little pink dot in your head asks what shape you want that in.

436555

>>436554
I carefully open the door to peek in '1d10'

Roll #1 7 = 7

436557

>>436554
Hehe, goat shape!

436563

>>436555
And as you peek inside, you see the office painted in an orange light coming from the blinds on the opposite side of the room, despite it being not later than midday!
But in the room, behind the big wooden desk and the comfy beanbag, nopony is sitting.
A nice breeze draws your attention to the right side of the room, where the walls are missing to make way for a beach, with seagulls and waves and all that stuff!
And on the left the chirping of small birds makes you turn to look at a forrest of tall pines, with pale moonlight shining over it.
>>436557
One goat-baked balloon coming right up.

436565

>>436563
Oh wow…
Mesmerized by the sight I go in and look around. I touch the walls, can I still feel them?

436567

>>436563
Bounce inside.
"Hey! Balloon, I got you a balloon!"

436568

>>436565
Nope. Your hoof loses itself inside the wall. Roll not to tumble face first into the
'1d2'
1- sand
2- dirt
>>436567
She's called Baloon, not Balloon!
I bet she will not answer now, you made her angry!

Roll #1 1 = 1

436570

>>436568
Her name is more fun like that.
Present the masterpiece balloon minime!

436573

>>436570
It just sorta… Floats in the air.
Can it do any tricks?

436574

>>436568
'1d10'

Roll #1 2 = 2

436575

>>436573
Of course!
It can dance!
'1d10'

Roll #1 9 = 9

436579

>>436563
>>436568
I stand in the room.
"Impressive."

436585

>>436574
Nope, you dive nose first into the sand!
And it's all over you! This stuff is as real as real can be!
>>436575
Nopony would notice it's actually you moving the balloo-
Wait, is it you? How can you move all four legs and the head at once?
CONFUSE ME GOAT!
Want some music with that?
>>436579
A voice sounds deep from above you.
"Indeed. Impressive you made it so far so quickly."

#Pause
NEXT TIME ON I DON'T EVEN THINK THIS IS WHERE WE WERE SUPPOSED TO BE
A BOSS
A ROOM OF MYSTERY
A DANCING GOAT BALLOON!

436586

>>436585
Of course I can serve music with that, duh!
'1d10+2'

Roll #1 9 + 2 = 11

437095

>>436586
For an instant, the whole room seems to flicker away like a dream about to end at the rising note of your music, but all of a sudden, a cloaked figure drops from the illusory ceiling made of stars and immaterial stalactites, slashing at your instrument in an attempt to destroy it with his dagger, but your superior goat reflexes kick in automatically and after a quick hop you gain a few meters of distance between you and the unknown aggressor.
"No music. It gets on my nerves."
Yes, the balloon is safe. Still dancing.

"It's such a shame you had to find our little toys."
A mare with a pink, freakishly long mane and strange paint marks on her face slips in front of the door, closing it shut with a key.
"Now, if you would hoof it over without further complications…"
The cloacked pony extends a snow white hoof, and you can clearly see the traits of a stallion under the hood, smirking softly.

437096

>>437095
"Attacking me and no music? No fair!"

437097

>>437095
I attack the stallion with a painful Earthen Grasp.

Roll #1 5 = 5

437098

>>437095
I shake my head and put the crystal away in my hat.
"No, you can't intimidate me!" I snort.
"Why did you steal all those socks?"

437099

>>437096
The hooded figure shrugs.
"What can I say, old habits."
>>437097
And then you charge at the strange figure covering your hooves in earth and rocks, striking for the muscles right above the chest, to make sure he would really feel that one sting.
But he backflips away, shedding off his coat in the process, revealing a short purple… Blue…ish mane?
How is that color even called!
>>437098
Mare and stallion quickly join sides, looking smug at each other.
"Did you hear that dear? They think WE did it."
"As if we'd ever fall on the level of that mule!"
Then, the mare draws a harp and the stallion draws a rose, biting firmly on the stem with a smirk.
"You know this doesn't have to end with a fight, right? Just give us back what's ours and we will be on our way!"

437100

>>437099
"No way! Shoo! Away with you, bad guys!"
Blow a raspberry at them.
"Don't make me get out the trumphet!"

437101

>>437099
I smirk. "Your speech is ridiculous, like you're trying to look really though but you aren't. Come get it from me, if you want it
Doppleganger '1d10+2'

Roll #1 7 + 2 = 9

437102

>>437099
"Tell us who did it and we will return your toy."

Roll #1 5 = 5

437103

>>437100
They sorta look at each other for a second, then the mare turns to you.
"Dearie the grown ups are talking! Go play in the woods or something."
And she waves a hoof towards the side of the room.
>>437101
"Harming a lady… I would have never thought our world could come to this!"
There she is, your own little co-
She flickers out of reality, like a bad illusion gone wrong.
But somehow you can still feel she is around, just, she is not!
>>437102
"No dice, that's something we just can't tell you!"
The stallion laughs nervously.
"Yeah! Imagine what the boss would do to us."

437104

>>437103
I gasp.
"Bring her back!"I shout.
I fire an arcane bolt at the stallion.
'1d10'

Roll #1 1 = 1

437105

>>437103
Okay, blow a raspberry at them again.
With a trumpeth.
'1d10+2'

Roll #1 2 + 2 = 4

437106

>>437103
I pull out my mace.
"Imagine what we will."

Roll #1 5 = 5

437109

>>437104
Extending your wand hoof towards them you prime an arcane charge, the same innocent stuff you make fireworks out of.
This would have been thought the most marvelous of them all by the most exquisite audience in the world, the princesses themselves could have been amused at its sight.
The mare just smirks, standing still.
"Impressive."
But the bolt does not move. No. Indeed it doesn't even leave the tip of your wand! And after a few, speechless seconds, it all blows up in your face, sending you to the ground.
>>437105
"Aren't you holding it up the wrong way?"
Before you can even realize it, the stallion is up to you, and he's holding your own trumpeth!
With a smirk, he rests his lips on it, and with a daring smile, he blows it right in your face, sending you tumbling towards the beach.
Ears still ringing, you land flat on your butt.
Helpless.
>>437106
You do pull out your mace, no need to roll for that!
But the two are kinda busy with your friends right now!

437115

>>437109
I scrunch sadly. And try to get up '1d10'

Roll #1 1 = 1

437118

>>437109
"That wasn't very nice!
You are not nice at all!"
Hop up to my hooves!
'1d10'

Roll #1 6 = 6

437120

>>437109
I try to grab the stallion again with Earthen Grasp.
If this is a puzzle I have no idea how to solve it.

Roll #1 5 = 5

437123

>>437115
The mare stands up and walks towards you, offering a hoof.
Even she can't stand the dozen fishes biting your flank!
>>437118
"But I thought this was your kind of fun!"
And he hops back as he throws your trumpeth back at you, who are ready to catch it in time.
>>437120
You lung forward for what seems to be a distracted little white boy, but his image is instead replaced by a snowpony as your grip comes crashing into him.
He's chortling all on his own a few meters behind.

437125

>>437123
I take it, these fishes hurt!

437129

>>437123
"You are trying to take something from us and slow down the investigation! That's no fun!"

437130

>>437123
I try again.
I think you are confusing Earthen Grasp with Earthen Strike. Earthen Grasp is ranged.

Roll #1 6 = 6

437137

>>437125
She drags you up and slides a hoof around your shoulder, squeezing, and start talking softly to you.
"Now darling, we really have no idea what is up with the socks. We just want our little…
Research back!
As a fellow mage you should understand more than most…
"
>>437129
He feings disdein.
"But that gem was ours in the first place!"
>>437130
Indeed I was. Sorry.
From the forest on your left a dozen plants and vines and roots immediatly lurch forward to take on the stallion and seize him…
Before turning to snow blowing in a fast wind as the forest disappears entirely, leaving space for a frozen land.

The forest has been replaced by a frone waste covered in snow.

437140

>>437137
"You are a meaniepants and it shouldn't be yours then!
You almost ruined my accordion!

437141

>>437137
I turn to the mare.
"That's not what the stallion said."

437142

>>437137
"But why was it in the guards room then? I don't understand…"

437148

>>437140
He slides up to your side and does some fancy trick with his hooves.
DC4 to notice.
"Not my fault music gives me a terrible headache!"
>>437141
"Ush you!"
A gag has happeared on your mouth!
>>437142
"Accidents… Happen, my dear…"
She flutters her eyelashes.

437151

>>437148
I try to spit the gag out.
[1d10]

Roll #1 3 = 3

437153

>>437148
'1d10'
Gasp.
"How can you not like music? You just tried the wrong kind, I bet!"

Roll #1 1 = 1

437154

>>437148
"But…"
I look at my friends in trouble.
"Can't you just tell me what these are for then? Mage to mage..then I'll give it to you."

437159

>>437151
No need to roll, it's just a gag! An imaginary gag that came out of nowhere and now just disappeared into smoke!
You are free now!
>>437153
Nope. He slides in and out of your pockets and you don't notice a thing!
"It… Makes things so fuzzy. So chaotic.
We need more order in our world.
"
>>437154
She shakes her head.
"I cannot, but there is somepony who can! What about meeting our boss, helping us out a bit?"

437161

>>437159
"You've been simply listening to the wrong music then! There are plenty of orderly musics! Want to hear some?"

437162

>>437159
"….can he teach me about that kind of illusion magic too?"

437163

>>437159
"I would like to meet your boss if it would stop this chaos."

437167

>>437161
He winces, while slowly backing away from you, exchanging a glare with the mare.
"No need to, really!"
>>437162
She squeezes you tight.
"But of course! All the magic you will ever want! We will be friends after all!"
>>437163
The stallion reaches over for you, moving all around you.
DC4 to notice what he's doing.
"Sure! You and I, we would be the bane of all parties, the scare of unchained dogs, the fear of jaywalkers!"

437169

>>437167
"No, really, and seeing how mean you are, I know just the song!"
I didn't pack my stringed instruments, did I?
Drums will have to do then.
Take 'em out!

437171

>>437167
"I do not understand what you said, but take us to your boss. Go ahead."
[1d10]

Roll #1 7 = 7

437173

>>437167
"What did you to my doppleganger?"

437178

>>437169
His eyes widen as he looks at the drums.
"NO!"
>>437171
He's been running through your pockets! You are sure of that! The bookmark on your copy of #Behaving Around Stripeless Strangers is on another page!
And now he's striking a dramatic pose shouting Buttermilk not to… Play her drumbs?
>>437173
She blink.
"Totally still around, don't worry!"

437183

>>437178
I shout at him.
"You dirty thief you were in my bags! Explain before I cut you into bloody rags!"

437184

>>437178
Start playing the drums to give the rythm.
And whistle too, imitating a stringed instrument!
Then, the song!
"There are times
When you find
Lobsters in a bucket
Can't climb out
Why won't they climb away?
Because other lobsters
Pull them down
"
Whistle interlude!
"Friends help each other
Any way they can
When you're up at bat
They'll be your biggest fan
When you're in a pit
they'll pull you out of it
It ain't wrong to write a song
For all your friends to sing along.
"
Then slow down, and look him in the eye.
"People too me and you
Can also be like lobsters in bucket
It's all just one big mess
Please don't be a lobster
Friends are best.
"

'1d10+2'

Roll #1 6 + 2 = 8

437186

>>437178
"Really? Selena, give me a hoofbump."
Hold out my hoof.

437197

>>437183
"Hey no need to fret out!"
Suddenly he disappears and happears on the whole other side of the room.
>>437184
"NO!"
He throws a knife to the drums, busting them with a clean shot, but your song goes through. And the whistling is enough.

As if in a broken tv, everything goes fuzzy with statics for a second, the room itself collapses on itself as the glacier and the beach and the sunset disappear alltogether.
It's like watching a film burn as it runs through a projector, reality slowly gains shades of gray and large parts of it start to fall apart, showing the three of you standing dazed in the middle of the room.
Two very surprised and very worried ponies with funny hairs are looking at you from the desk.

>>437186
And as reality comes together again, she bumps your hoof back.
"Miss me yet? You did nothing for like, a dozen minutes!"

437202

>>437197
"The two of you will now explain, or I will send you to a world of pain."

437204

>>437197
What's a TV?
"Hey! You ruined my drums!"

437205

>>437197
"What? I didn't? I didn't see you for minutes!"

437212

>>437202
"Try it you ugly face!"
The stallion looks visibly angrier than before, and the strange tone in his voice is gone.
The mare tries to stop him from jumping ahead.
>>437204
A crystal ball were a toymaker put us all!
"And I would do it again!"
He's spitting out every word with the utmost anger, eyes red and nostrils inflated.
>>437205
"Girl, I was here like, all the time! And you just stared at that boy, so I did the same.
He called us cuties~"

437214

>>437212
"That's a very very mean thing!
You can't just ruin something like that!
Now you'll have to help me fix it somehow!"

437215

>>437212
"I am tired of your comeback. Lay in this bed and relax."
[1d10] to grab him with some spiky wood.

Roll #1 7 = 7

437217

>>437212
"Oh my, he did?~"
I wave my hoof to cool off and cough.
"You tried to trick us! Why?" I say scrunching

437218

>>437214
"Oh, sure!"
He snaps his hoof and suddenly the mare pulls out a small harmonica and starts playing a tune!
'1d10'
>>437215
The planks on the floor spring to life and create a cage of wood for his hooves, holding him in one place, rendering him unable to move!
>>437217
"We need the gem! And there is almost no time anymore!"

Roll #1 9 = 9

437219

>>437218
Everyone rolls on -1 this turn.

437220

>>437218
"No time? Trying to commit another crime?"
I grab her with the same painful wood.
[1d10]

Roll #1 4 = 4

437221

>>437218
"Oh no, you won't get this gem. Let's attack him, sweetie."
I throw my doppleganger one of my swords and we both attack.
'2d10-1'

Roll #1 9, 1 - 1 = 9

437222

>>437218
Improvise a tune, outplay her!
'1d10+1'

Roll #1 10 + 1 = 11

437229

>>437220
"Screw you, I'm not talking!"
Seeing what you did with her friend the mare jumps back on the desk just in time for your planks to grasp air, and with an absourd motion of her mane she throws a few sharp, yellow shurikens at you, hitting your front hooves!
>>437221
Yours is truly a majestic strike that takes the air off the stallion, but the doppleganger is not so lucky.
The stallion whispers something as he bonks her on the back with the handle of his dagger, sending her to sleep with a happy face.
"Sorry cutie."
Then he turns to you.
"Now, mind following yourself and have a nice nap?"
>>437222
There is only one true bard in here, and that one is you. What do they know of the joy of singing, when all their tunes and words are orderly built around the same few notes?
With just your voice and a few streamers you are able to shine high above all the others.

+2 to all rolls this turn.

437232

>>437229
"Hold still, not all your blood I wish to spill!"
[1d10] to Earthen Grasp the mare.

Roll #1 5 = 5

437233

437235

>>437229
Yay!
Heroism!
'1d10+2'

Roll #1 7 + 2 = 9

437237

>>437229
"Ha. You won't get me so easily."
Grab my other sword and attack.
'2d10+2'

Roll #1 10, 1 + 2 = 13

437244

>>437232
>>437233
At your command, the desk snaps in half and tries to catch the mare, who jumps back once more but ends up with her absourdly long mane caught into the desk.
A particularly aggressive drawer punches her in the face for good measure.
>>437235
But of what will you sing, my dear young goat?
Will you sing of battles and strife or will you sing of pancakes and ale?
>>437237
He's not going anywhere, Miiba enchased him in wood!
You trip over yourself in your haste, and one of the swords plants itself in the wooden cage holding the stallion, splitting it open and freeing him…
Just at the other sword goes flying right onto his face, knocking him out cold.
But you are down too, butt in the air and face kissing the wooden floor.

437245

>>437244
Get up before anypony sees my butt!

437246

>>437245
'1d10'

Roll #1 10 = 10

437247

>>437244
"Of your boss you should now speak, or else the desk will punch you in the cheek."
I advance closer to her.
[1d10] to not stare at Selena's butt too much.

Roll #1 3 = 3

437249

>>437244
PARTIES!

437250

>>437246
What are you, fat or something?
Did your cutiemark come out wrong?
Some tattoo you are hiding?
Doesn't matter, because you are already back on your hooves. The Stallion looks out of the fight.
>>437247
Butt? You see no butt.
But you can't help to stop and look at that mare. She has such pretty eyes…
They are as golden as the crops of the great plains, as deep as the waters of the sea.
Meanwhile, your hostage grunts.
"Forget it!"
She tries to spit you.
It's dc10 for her since heroism is up.
'1d10'
>>437249
The poor dude on the ground moans something.
"I… Hate… Parties…"

Roll #1 7 = 7

437256

>>437250
My butt is too big ;_;

"Now tell us what's going on. Why did you need these things…" I show that crystal again.
Do I notice Miiba staring? '1d10'

Roll #1 9 = 9

437257

>>437250
I pull out my club.
"Talk."

437258

>>437256
I flutter my eyes for a second at him.

437259

>>437257
>>437256
She narrows her eyes.
"You are all brutes!"
Also, Miiba, this pegasus seems to be eyeing you.

437263

>>437259
"Nuh uh! You are!"

437264

>>437259
"You attacked us!"

437265

>>437263
"What does a kid understand of world order!"
>>437264
"You stole our crystal and have been looking into our affairs ever since! We can't let you keep at this!"

There are ponies banging on the door impatiently.
"Hey! Anypony there? What's all this mess?"

437267

>>437259
Eying me how? Can I tell?
[1d10]

>>437265
"This crystal was found. It was lying on the ground."

Roll #1 8 = 8

437271

>>437267
Eying you as a compliment.

437273

>>437265
"We didn't steal it, we found it in a guards room."

437274

>>437265
I walk over to the door, but don't open it.
"Who is it?"

437277

>>437267
>>437273
"Well it's ours. Give it back. Now!"
>>437274
A mare's voice can be heard.
"C'mon Baloon, open up! We heard the talk of parties!
Don't be a grump and have fun only with your imaginary friends! We want in too!"
A chorus of 'yeah' and 'right' follows her.

437279

>>437277
"You were very mean!
You don't deserve it!"

Also, say 'Hi' to the guests!

437288

>>437277
I open the door.
"But Baloon is gone…these guys took him."
Point to the 2 ponies.

>>437277
"No."

437290

>>437279
>>437288
You two try to open the door, but it is locked!

437291

>>437258
I wiggle my eyebrows in return.

>>437277
"Tell us why it was in his room, or our search we will resume."

437292

>>437291
"Magic gone wrong, happy now?"

437294

>>437290
"The door is locked." I shout to the other ponies.
"Do you have a key?"

437295

>>437292
"No.
Why were you so mean? You could have just told us!"

437296

>>437292
I give her a "keep talking" look.

437300

>>437295
"We had orders! To take it and be gone!"
>>437296
"You talked about socks, right?"
She sighs.
"Could you… Let me go?"
And to emphatize this, she pulls a bit on her mane.

437303

437307

>>437303
She just sorta shakes her head.
"Magic lock. Seriously, what kind of mage are you?"

437309

>>437300
I let her go and nod.

437310

>>437300
"By who? Another meanie?"

437312

>>437309
She sighs and moves over to her unconscious partner.
"It's not the first time this kind of stuff has happened. So we just… Try to fix it.
But lately things have changed."
>>437310
"Call him what you want kid, he's the last sane pony."

437314

>>437312
I go over to them.
"Open the door! Now!"

437319

>>437314
She fires up her horn and a faint shimmering lingers in the air in front of her.
"Calm down already!
It's here, let me conjure the k-"
BOOM.
The wall behind her explodes, and a huge,
gargantuan hot air baloon with an equally enormous goat on it happears on the other size.
Just, upside down.
Everything through the hole in the wall looks upside down, really!
The goat just bleats something, and then throws a rope around the mare, and pulls away.
DC8 to grab them!

437321

>>437319
I jump '1d10'

Roll #1 10 = 10

437325

>>437319
Nature will help me grab the mare and cut the rope!
[1d10]

Roll #1 5 = 5

437326

>>437319
Goat agility!
'1d10+'

437327

>>437326
'1d10+1'
Now with a roll!

Roll #1 10 + 1 = 11

437330

>>437321
>>437327
No rest for the meanies.
You are firmly holding onto the unconscious stallion the mare is holding onto, and both of you get taken along for the ride, out of the hole!
And suddenly, you are standing outside of the same building that housed the magic academy, and the large hole looks insignificant when seen from this side.
Everything here turns upside down once more and you can see that the hot air balloon wasn't so big after all.
Turns out you were staring out of a different space.
A wizard did it.
"Damnit let gooo!"
The mare isn't actively trying to scroll you off, but you are at least five meters above the ground right now, and the balloon will soon gain altitude.
>>437325
You only get to watch as at least three different ponies and a goat fight at the end of a rope pointing towards the sky, that really isn't the sky but is the ground, as they move towards the ground, but the ground is the sky and-
Ponies are strange.

437331

>>437330
Not if I have a say in it!
Improvise, pop the balloon with a knife!
'1d10'

Roll #1 10 = 10

437332

>>437330
"No, you let go."
Aw shit, that's going to pop.
Pull a parachute out of my hat. '1d10'

Roll #1 2 = 2

437333

>>437330
I jump out and try to grab the rope.
[1d10]

Roll #1 8 = 8

437334

>>437333
Despite the world looking upside down, you take a few steps back and lower your head, in a brave charge towards the other ponies and the rope.
The other four ponies on a single rope.
You end up grabbing onto Selena's Tail, dangling just a meter or so above the streets as ponies everywhere start to look at you.
>>437331
Easy peasy.
And it makes for a great coreography too!
Holding out with your back hooves onto the mare's back, as if riding her, you ready a kitchen knife and fly it square into the balloon, and then another one!
The whole contraption starts deflating with an ominous sibil and the goat looks alarmed, rummaging around for something.
>>437332
Letting go of the rope wasn't the smartest idea. You are hanging in, just barely, and Miiba, that was holding onto your tail, has now dropped so far down he can almost put his rear hooves on the ground and walk!

Meanwhile, the balloon starts to deflate and lose altitude.

437335

>>437334
I start to giggle.
"Woooooo!"

437336

>>437334
I'm holding it with my teeth! Put my hat back on.
And grab the rope with my hooves again
"Grab the rope!" I shout to miiba

437337

>>437334
>>437336
Can I grab onto the rope and hold on, or is Selena's tail in my mouth the best I can manage?
[1d10]

Roll #1 8 = 8

437338

>>437335
"You maniac! You blew it up!"
The mare is furious at you. In the meanwhile, the goat found a helicap and flew away.
Please roll for safe landing.
>>437336
Hat stays on.
The ground is dangerously close now.
Please roll for safe landing.
>>437337
In your mouth? Oh you silly pony. Zebra.
Whatever.
But here's a little bonus. The balloon is falling.
Roll for safe landing on DC2, because really, you are more on the ground than in the air.

437339

>>437338
The mare rolls for safe landing too.

Roll #1 2 = 2

437340

>>437337
Mouth? Lewd!
Roll for safe landing '1d10'

Roll #1 9 = 9

437341

>>437338
Hop off the back of the mare!
"Tee hee, that was fun!"
'1d10+1'

Roll #1 5 + 1 = 6

437342

>>437338
I could have sworn you said I grabbed on with my teeth?
[1d10]

Roll #1 2 = 2

437343

>>437342
Wishful thinkingSilly zebra~

437344

>>437339
She passes out on impact with the ground, the stallion falling off her hooves as the balloon covers them both.
>>437340
Don't ponies use their mouth for everything?
Double backflip and dashing smile, you are even able to conjure a flight of doves as you land.
But just for a split second.
>>437341
I'm sure that breaking noise in her back was nothing you should worry about.
You end up simply walking down the stream of ponies on a rope like you would walk down the stairs. Which is to say, making a lot of noise.
>>437342
Nope. But thinking about it, a pony would, no?
Just by the skin of your teeth. Eh.
Wiggling your legs around like a crazy cow you get a taste for the ground without too many problems, but don't expect ponies to take you seriously as you struggle to even stand still!

437345

>>437344
Look up.
Where is that balloon going?
Follow it '1d10'

Roll #1 1 = 1

437346

>>437345
YOU ARE BLIND!
HORROR!
Darkness as the balloon falls on your face!

437347

>>437344
I keep laughing.
"LET'S DO IT AGAIN, LET'S DO IT AGAIN!"

437348

>>437346
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.
Crawl out, and get my face out of my hat, which surely went over my eyes as the balloon came on it. '1d10'

Roll #1 10 = 10

437349

>>437348
Totally happened chief.
And guess what, nopony heard you scream like a little girl! Or maybe they are all too busy whooing and being impressed in general to point it out.

437350

>>437349
Oh good. I wouldn't want anyone to know I'm just a scaridy pony.
We pausing.

437351

>>437350
Yeah, we #Pausing

442978

The two ponies you just fought happen to be completely unconscious as the hot air balloon comes falling down on them.
Around, a crowd has gathered, mostly looking from the windows of the houses overlooking the street, few daring to come down.
And yet, no guards show up.

442983

>>442978
Doppleganger for crowd control, seeing as the others are still getting their bearings '1d10+2'

Roll #1 4 + 2 = 6

442987

>>442983
"Hey girl."
You pof into existance next to you, gently hopping to the ground, and start the basic show routine.
A little dance, a pirouette…
"Was it a step to the left or a jump to the right?"
There aren't really that many ponies on the road to begin with, but a few look amused, if surprised at the whole ordeal.

443006

>>442987
That's good enough.
Look into the balloon.
"Hoofs up. You're surrounded."

443008

>>443006
No answer…

443012

>>443008
Is there anypony in there '1d10'

Roll #1 9 = 9

443017

>>443012
Two easy to recognize lumps under that mess, three little star overing above each one's heads.

443019

>>443017
Huh…that's weird, that means nopony was flying that balloon.
Look around if I see somepony running '1d10'

Roll #1 4 = 4

443024

>>443019
You saw the goat that was flying the balloon take out a helicap and fly as you all were falling to the ground.
Nope. The coast is clear. But the ponies on the street are starting to become curious.
"Hey miss, what happened here?"

443038

>>443024
Oh right.
"Don't worry, there's nothing to see here…"

443042

>>443038
"But it was such a great show!"
He seems disappointed now, almost sad.

443048

>>443042
"S…show? Oh yes, the show…it was just a show…hahaha. But we can't continue the show right now. I'll do another show tomorrow. Right now I need the guards.."

443053

>>443048
"Good luck with that, there hasn't been a single one around all day! Not even to reprimend the punks that write graffiti all over the streets!"

443063

>>443053
"W…what?"
Oh no their socks must have been stolen too.
I hop around nervously.
"Oh what do I do…what do I do…"
AHA.
"Sweetie" I turn to my doppleqt.
"Can you go and find that guard who we promised to help?"

443069

>>443063
"Who, the hot boy with a tan that couldn't walk straight?"

443083

>>443069
"Yeah, that one. And he wasn't that hot. It was just the uniform."

443091

>>443083
"Buuuut!"
She gives you two puppy eyes and takes to the sky.
A few minutes later, she and Roast are back.
"Pone you'd never believe what's happened to the guards!"

443093

>>443091
"All of you lost your socks? These guys did it."
Point to the 2 ponies with stars above their heads.

443095

>>443093
"Yeah, how did you know?"
He's taken aback.
"Unless you helped…"
He's squinting real hard…

443099

>>443095
"Nono. It was just a lucky guess. Look at these ponies, they did something to Mr Baloon, AND they messed with these things."
Show him the crystal.

443103

>>443099
He looks at the crystal.
"Toys? And what exactly happened here?!"
He just now realizes that there is a huge balloon crashed onto a main street and two unconscious ponies in suits under it.

443105

>>443103
"They kidnapped Mr Baloon from the academy. And they wanted to do horrible things to me and my friends!"

443107

>>443105
"Do you have any p-"
He groans.
"Look you guys helped me, I'm gonna take them him.
You want to give me a hoof?"
He mutters something to himself
"This is gonna get me in so much troubles…"
DC'1d10' to hear that.

Roll #1 6 = 6

443108

>>443107
Do I hear that? '1d10'

Roll #1 7 = 7

443110

>>443107
"Why? Why would it get you into trouble? THey're thieves!"

443112

>>443110
"Oh c'mon look at me! I'm not even a real guard! Not even a real student yet!
And suddenly all this happens and nopony else comes to help because the uniform isn't perfect!
And I don't even know if they are the aggressors or you and your friends did it!
It's four against two, only a fool would take those odds!
And then suddenly there's a hole in the mage's academy, leaking that arcane energy everywhere!"

443115

>>443112
I grab him and shake him.
"But they're THIEVES. You're a guard. That's your job! Who gives a flying feather about that stupid uniform!"

443116

>>443115
"But Selena I'm not a g-"
He just rolls his eyes and groans.
"Help me carry them."
And then takes one on his back. The stallion.
'1d10'

Roll #1 1 = 1

443117

>>443116
"AAH!"
With a hoorible shriek, he falls on the ground as he tries to lift the pony.

443118

>>443116
I roll my eyes.
"Sweetie? Help the stallion please." doppleqt helps guard up'1d10'

I take the other one '1d10'

Roll #1 2 = 2 / Roll #2 5 = 5

443119

>>443118
She looks worried.
"I don't think we should move him…"

443120

>>443119
I go take a look at our brave stallion.
He's not hurt is he? '1d10'
Maybe we should wait for others now.

Roll #1 6 = 6

443121

>>443120
It's the hoof, not the back.
That armor almost mangled it, without protection…
Sure thing.
#Pause

446713

Middle of the day, the two ponies who previously tried to steal the 'toy' from the party are now lying unconscious on the ground, as a small crowd starts to gather on the streets.
Only guard present is Roast Seed, with a very silly looking bent left hoof, who just fell over his back trying to carry the two suspects back to the guard station.

446716

>>446713
Oh boy.
"Is there a doctor around here…somewhere?"

446719

>>446713
I help him up.

446723

>>446713
Look for my knive through the ballon!
And can I stop giggling from all the excitement from this funride already?
'1d10'

Roll #1 8 = 8

446727

>>446716
A mare that was watching from one of the windows perks up.
"Is it about those bags under your eyes?
I tell you, a doctor is not what you need, but there is this great alchemist that has biiiiig potions for everypony and I heard she does half the cost on wednesdays!"
>>446719
"Thanks…"
He's shivering. Wearing that armor without nothing else really took a toll on his leg.
>>446723
2serious4thisquest.
I mean, you go around with knives!
Those can hurt! No time to be all giggly when you are looking for them!

446731

>>446727
I take off his leg armor.

446732

>>446727
Spaghettiroll '1d10'

Roll #1 7 = 7

446733

>>446727
>>446723
I am also a goat and not a donkey!
Bounce after the others after I'm done.
"When will they wake up? Can we do this again! Please please please!"

446734

>>446727
>>446732
I scrunch
"No, it's about this pony, he hurt his leg."
Then I look at my doppleqt.
I don't have bags under my eyes, do I? '1d10'

Roll #1 8 = 8

446739

>>446731
All this while still standing in the middle of the road with a huge crashed balloon and two unconscious bandits?
Turns out keeping a knight in armor steady while two of his legs are giving out and at the same time taking the armor off is not that easy.
Roll dexterity not to fall flat on your asses.
Both of you.
'1d10'
>>446732
>>446734
Please, you look stunning. You know you do!
>>446733
Back you jump.

Roll #1 7 = 7

446741

>>446734
"Then look for a doctor, not an alchemist!"

446743

>>446739
[1d10]

Roll #1 7 = 7

446748

>>446743
Standing tall as a proud warrior should.
And in a moment, the armor around Roast's legs is gone, a few yellow stars flying away, towards the sky.
"Eheh. Guess I should have tried looking better, this morning…"

446752

>>446741
"That's what I'm trying to do! Do you know where one is?"

446753

>>446748
"Nuh-uh! They made an escape!"

446754

>>446752
"What? Yes of course I do!"
>>446753
He's looking at you, sweating from the pain.
"T-they?"

446755

>>446754
Rolling to not lose my patience '1d10'

Roll #1 6 = 6

446756

>>446754
"The socks! I saw them!"

446758

>>446754
I'm not carrying a smile when I say "Then could you tell me please?"

446760

>>446758
She is though.
"Yes."
>>446756
"Ah.
The… Socks…
And where didtheyg-"
He falls on the ground, his armor clattering and shaking, to better look at you.
"-go?"

446761

>>446760
That's it.
"THEN TELL ME FOR PONIES SAKE. THIS GUARD IS IN PAIN!"

446762

>>446760
Smile at him.
"I dunno, they just fled like they've seen a ghost!"
Keep smiling!
"You need help?"

446763

>>446761
Her eyes widen.
"Just how rude can you be!
It's the house next corner, for goodness' sake!"
And with a very disgusted look of superiority, she turns to leave.
And closes the window right in your face.
>>446762
"Nah.
But you guys should take them back to the guards…
I can't help you with that."

446764

>>446763
I stick out my tongue at her.
Prrrrrt!
I turn to the guard and butters.
"I'll be right back with a doctor."

Doppleqt stays here, just in case.

Then run for the doctor '1d10'

Roll #1 3 = 3

446765

>>446763
"Of course you need help! And I know just what!"

March March March, goes the cheery marching tune!
'1d10+2'

Roll #1 2 + 2 = 4

446770

>>446764
As you leave, you notice doubleqt running in place as to imitate you. This is enough to distract you just for the time needed to slam your face into the doctor's door.
Looks like it was really right behind the corner.
>>446765
Seed seems to appreciate, amongst the wincing.
Other ponies, not so much, and you soon have enough tomatoes and old lettuce for a serving for 12 of salad.

446772

>>446770
I try to chase the stars away and get in. '1d10'
"Ponies in trouble, come quick doctor!"

Roll #1 9 = 9

446774

>>446770
Wave at them.
"I'm not hungry, but thanks!"
How fresh are they?
'1d10'
Also, bounce behind Selena.

Roll #1 6 = 6

446775

>>446772
A buffalo with a hint of gray on his head opens and raises a brow.
Then, with a deep and low voice, he announces.
"I'm sorry, but the doc is not in at the moment."
>>446774
Fresh enough for dinner. For a goat.
Roast is gonna miss you.
Up the stairs with her you are.

446776

>>446775
I'm not very good at paying attention to one thing for lon-
OH GOSH GOBBLE IT UP THEN!
'1d10'

Roll #1 9 = 9

446777

>>446775
"WHAT! Then you have to come with me and bring the guard over here."
Try to grab his hoof and drag him with me '1d10'

Roll #1 1 = 1

446781

>>446776
The stairs, the vegetables or the buffalo?
>>446777
You kinda try to wrestle with his hoof, but it being as big as you are doesn't help.
Still clinging to it, you get 'walked out' and down the stairs, back on the streets.
"Okay. Guard. Where?"

446785

>>446781
"Over there."
Point towards the guard.
And I'm still hanging on! '1d10'

Roll #1 1 = 1

446787

>>446781
'1d3'

Roll #1 1 = 1

446788

>>446787
Those stairs sure look tasty.

446792

>>446785
Yes you are. But upside down.
Very heroically, you point at your comrade who's now enjoying a chat with some passerbies.
He waves back at you.
"Hello there nurse Jey!"
The buffalo grunts and nods.
>>446787
>>446788
Go on little goat. Do your part to bring down society. Eat the stairs.
Where are you gonna start from?

446796

>>446792
Yay.
I let go.
"Don't worry, Roast. We'll get those thieves to the guards."
Do I notice Butters is missing? '1d10'

Roll #1 7 = 7

446797

>>446792
Since nogoaty taught me the laws of gravity, I'll start from the bottom of the stairs and go up up up.

446798

>>446796
Oh lawd.
I did see her by the stairs.
Go over there again.
"Butters?"

446802

>>446797
'1d10'
>>446796
He looks kinda conjused as the buffalo treats him.
"I still don't know what they did…"
>>446798
Over there you are, she has eaten -wait next post-

Roll #1 5 = 5

446804

>>446802
Half of the stairs are missing, and Buttermilk is hanging in midair, holding onto the other half by her teeth.

446807

>>446804
Speak through my teeth as I cling and say "Hi" but keep gnawing!
'1d10'

Roll #1 9 = 9

446808

>>446807
Spaghettiroll '1d10'

Roll #1 8 = 8

446809

>>446807
>>446808
"Right."
I'm getting used to this.
"Butters, could you come with me and help carry those meanies to the guards?"

446811

>>446809
Nod.
I'll just finish what I started.

446812

>>446807
This is the best wood you ever tasted.
You gobbled up to the last splinter.

446814

>>446811
"….sure. I'll wait."
Walk back to the meanies and load one up on my back '1d10'

Roll #1 9 = 9

446815

>>446814
'1d2'

Roll #1 2 = 2

446817

>>446814
You pick up the girl, she's so light you barely feel her.

446818

>>446812
>>446814
Tasty!
I'll leave the salads and such behind.
It's rude to eat someone's something and not leave something for them to enjoy.

Hop out to the others!
"What's up?
Need help?"

446821

>>446818
I nod to the guy.
"Let's carry them to the guards."

446823

>>446821
"You think I'm strong enough?"
Am I?
'1d10'

Roll #1 8 = 8

446824

>>446821
The buffalo stops you as Roast stands up.
"Nuh-uh.
He's injuried. No work, just rest. Somepony will have to carry his armor."
>>446823
Definitely.
But only as long as you balance the unconscious stallion on top of your head.
Better find a way to keep an eye on the road.

446826

>>446824
It's just like dancing!
How well I can do this dance?
'1d10'
"Where are we going?"

Roll #1 8 = 8

446830

>>446824
"I've got an idea. Sweetie, carry that armor please!"

Doppleqt carrying armor to the rescue '1d10'

>>446826
"The…guards"

Roll #1 8 = 8

446836

>>446830
"Right!
Where's that?"

446837

>>446826
You can dance if you want to, not even gotta leave your friends behind.
>>446830
6.28 carries the armor, no sweat.
"This is gonna make my butt look fat…"

As you leave the place of the mischief, you can hear in the back the buffalo's voice, screaming in rage something something stairs.
Roast Seed follows suit, whistling a light tune.
TO THE GUARDS' STATION YOU ARE!
And strangely, nopony is around.
Someone even left the hayballs free to roam for the main hall!

446841

>>446837
"What's going on Roast? Where are they?"

446843

>>446837
"Hello!"

446846

>>446841
"Hem…"
He awkwardly motions upstairs.
"They kinda can't get out of bed.
You know, no socks…"
>>446843
It echoes!
"-llo… loooo… hooo…"

446847

>>446846
"….Where are the prisons then? We'll put them away ourselves!"

446849

>>446846
I giggle.
"I found some left socks in the inn!
There were like nets, and there were those black shiny ones too!"

446851

>>446849
"Yes, they were very nice."

446852

>>446847
He buries his face into his hooves.
"That's just so wrong…"
And starts walking towards the holding pens.
Empty, you notice.
>>446849
No wait, one cell is occupied, by a very old goat with a raspy laughter.
"You would look grrrreeeeeeaaaat in those."

446853

>>446852
Drop the girl off in there.

446855

>>446853
She's snoring ludly.

446856

>>446851
"Thanks!"

>>446852
"Thank you too creepy old guy!"

446859

>>446856
"Butters, can you put him in the cell please?"

446860

>>446856
"You aaaaaare welcome, pretty young girl."
In his grin, you can see a golden tooth, somewhere.

446863

>>446859
Can I?
'1d10'

>>446860
Giggle.
He called me pretty!

Roll #1 6 = 6

446866

>>446863
You can, the creepy old guy is not distracting you in the least with his munching at the bars.

And as both unicorn and pegasus are dumped inside the cell, you step out and Roast seals it with a key.
"Okay, now what?"

446869

>>446866
"……we saved the day. We caught the bad guys."
I smile.

446872

>>446869
"Okay. And care to tell me just what did they do?
I mean, I get the whole sock thing… But how?"

446874

>>446869
"And we had fun!
Yay!"
Confetti and streamers!
'1d10'

Roll #1 8 = 8

446876

>>446872
"I don't know. But it had something to do with this."
Get out the toy.
"AND they kidnapped Mr. Baloon, the illusionist from the Academy!"

446879

>>446874
There was a button right here on the wall, it opens a trapdoor on the roof that activates the fire system.
Just, somehow, instead of water confetti come out.
And the whole thing makes the sound of a party trumpet.
>>446876
"The crazy old donkey?"

446881

>>446879
"….I suppose? But they're evil, I know it. They tried to do evil things with us. Also where do these confettis come from?"

446882

>>446881
He brushes his nose.
"Something's wrong with the fire suppression system…
Look, let's see if we can talk to the captain."

446884

>>446879
Wave at her when she asks where they come from.
Also, what's the old creepy goat guy look's like apart from looking like a creepy old goat guy?

446885

>>446882
"That's a great idea!" Follow him.

446899

>>446884
Like a dirty creepy old goat guy, one horn black, one white. Currently busy trying to, unsuccessfully, chew through the bars.
>>446885
Up the stairs you go, passing a whole barrack of soldiers still sitting on their bunks, unsure on what to do.
They all try their best to ignore you as you move past the door and onto the end of the corridor.
Roast Seed knocks at a modest door with a small plaque over it that reads 'Captain Ailout Barn'.
"Sir? It's me, cadet Seed."

446903

>>446899
"What did you do?"

446904

>>446903
"Did da mayor sum snub."

446910

>>446904
"Sum huh?"
Tilt my head.

446912

>>446910
"Ya, sum."
>>446899
No reply from behind the door.

446916

>>446912
"Is that normal?"

446917

>>446912
"But sum whut?"

446920

>>446916
"He was here this morning… Should we go in?"
>>446917
"Sum snub. Ah broke his eggs in da pan, y'know?"

446923

>>446920
"It can't hurt."
Go in '1d10'

Roll #1 9 = 9

446925

>>446920
"You ruined his breakfast?"

446931

>>446923
"Yes mayor. Will be done mayor."
A gryphon is sitting behind the desk set in the back of the room, talons crossed as he looks at you through the blue light of the projection of an imposing minotaur, that immediatly flickers off.
He raises a brow.
>>446925
His voice goes low.
"Ah painted da walls of town hall red…"

446936

>>446931
"Oh…excuse me. We knocked at your door and heard nothing. I feared something might have happened."

446937

>>446931
"Oh, so you're a wallpainter then!
Did he want blue?"

446938

>>446936
"No, I was just busy. Now, what is it cadet Seed and…?"

446940

>>446931
What's going on?

446941

>>446938
"Selena Springleaf. We apprehended a nefarious duo that infiltrated the Magic Academy and attacked us!"

446944

>>446940
You managed to bring the two ponies, still unconscious, to the Guards' station.
They are now locked in a cell, but all the guards are still in the barracks becasue etiquette prevents them from leaving bed without the four socks.
Buttermilk is talking to a creepy old goat guy in the holds and Selena is upstairs with Roast, talking to captain Ailout Barn, a gryphon.
>>446941
"I heard of the incident at the mage academy just now.
The mayor is of your same opinion, the responsible are indeed nefarious."

446946

>>446944
Nod repeatedly with a smile.

446947

>>446946
"Thank you for turning yourself in!
Cadet, take them to the holds!"

446948

>>446944
I'll be talking with the gryphon dude.
"There are a few places we have checked. Do you have a sock teft suspect?"

446949

446950

>>446947
Keep nodding until
"…..wait WHAT? THEY ATTACKED US!"

Is doppleqt around?

446951

>>446948
"Yes, you!"
>>446937
"No, he only wants that terrible white! Ah went crazy!"
>>446950
She's walking against the corner of the room.
"I'm sure the mayor's secretary and her driver had a very valid reason to act in self defense!"

446952

>>446951
"White is booooring!
Did you try confetti and streamers?"

446953

>>446951
"What?"

446954

>>446951
Oh boy. I'm off the charts now.
Jump around while shouting
"YOU SHOULD HAVE SEEN THEM. THEY WERE BEHAVING VERY EVIL. THEY EVEN HAD AN EVIL BALLOON TO ESCAPE.
AND THEY KILLED SWEETIE! THAT'S LIKE KILLING ME! THEY'RE MURDERERS
"

446955

>>446952
"Don't you know there's a confetti drought on the island?"
>>446953
"C'mon, it fits too well.
You attack the mayor's entourage, know where to find the one donkey that could have enough knowledgence to make every sock disappear…"
He stands up and comes closer.
You can notice he's wearing the same armor Roast was, with more decorations and a missing rear.
Gryphon model, most likely.
"Say it, what did you plan to do while all the guards were busy, uh?"
>>446954
"Sweetie? You mean that thing?"
He looks flatly at you and points a thumb of his talon to the silly magic construct.
"Hey! You are a thing, pal!"
6.28 didn't take it too well.

446956

>>446955
Grab sweetie.
"THAT ISN'T THE POINT. HOW WOULD THEY KNOW THAT WASN'T ME? HOW DO YOU KNOW I'M NOT THE MAGICAL CONSTRUCT HUH? IT'S AN ATTEMPT AT MURDERING ME!"

446957

>>446955
Gasp.
"There's WHAT?!"

446958

>>446955
"What?"

446959

>>446957
He narrows is eyes.
"No. Confetti. Anywhere."
>>446958
"You were planning to take over our precious town! Or spread chaos or something!"
>>446956
"…What about you trying to murder them?"

446960

446961

>>446959
Oh no you didn't.
Jump on his table.
"WE CAUGHT THEM. WE DID YOUR JOB. WHILE YOU WERE HERE SLEEPING. WE DID YOUR JOB."

446962

>>446959
"What about here?"
Point at a conviniently placed nearby trash can full of nothing but confetti.
'1d10'

Roll #1 1 = 1

446963

>>446962
They are now parasprites.
The goat raises a brow before screaming in horror and tumbling to the other side of the cell.
>>446961
"SLEEPING?"
He tries to match your voice.
'1d10'
"The honor guard prides itself of a perfect attire and decore no matter what!
And you would want us to go around like…"
He waves at Roast.
"THAT, for just some commottion?"
>>446960
"You never know with striped!"

Roll #1 1 = 1

446964

>>446963
But his voice cracks and he falls over, helpless.

446965

>>446963
"Those aren't confetty at all."
Muse over the thing.
"They are colorful and little roundish…"

Well, put them back in the bin.
'1d10'

Roll #1 8 = 8

446966

>>446963
"JUST SOME COMMOTION? WE SAVED THE DAY!…."
I calm down as I see him down.
"Uh…"
Get down from the table and shake him a bit '1d10'
"Sir?"

Roll #1 6 = 6

446967

>>446965
The little things are buzzing softly as you put two hooffulls of them back into the bin.
>>446966
You slowly help him up, and he hastily grabs a pack of pills from his drawer, gulping down one.
Until today, you never knew gryphons could sweat bullets.
"Goddamnit."
He snarls to himself.
"Fine, tell your side of the story, not like I can stop you anyway now."
And with this, he falls back on his chair, locking eyes with you.

446968

>>446967
Play Peek-a-Boo until they are no longer there.
Confirmed to work every time!
'1d10'

Roll #1 1 = 1

446969

>>446968
You put your hooves over your eyes once, close them, and quickly open them again.
Something must have gone terribly wrong, because turns out now the whole wall is made of bright and colorful buzzing dots.
"YOU FOOL! YOU DIDN'T SAY THE WORDS!"

446970

>>446967
I sit down.

446971

>>446967
"Finally. You see, I'm a good mare, I would never steal socks or do what they did! So anyway, there I was, performing my amazing magic tricks. Let me tell you, the audience was a-mazed"
Look dreamily for a second.
"When suddenly, me and my friends discovered there were socks stolen in this town.
And me, being the good mare I am, said we should go find those socks…" I start telling in incredible detail how I helped the group and citizens every step of the way.

446972

>>446969
"Oh right!
Silly me!"
Giggle!

Okay, I'll need a less silly, more cowgirl-ish hat for this.
"Round 'em up, pardner!"
Round 'em up!
'1d10'

Roll #1 1 = 1

446973

>>446970
You do that.
And the gryphon seems to be snarling at you.
>>446972
Something along the lines of finding your hat went terribly wrong.
Something like the part where, from the cowgirl hat, an endless stream of yet more parasprites comes forth.
Serves you right for hiding that one piece of staircase you couldn't finish in there. Now it's gone and the tribblesparasprites ate it.
And they found your rope.
Wait what are they doing.
That's the moment where you should scream them to stop.
Too late, you are bound like a salami to the bars of the creepy old goat's cell.
A pair of those parasprites are hi-fiving with their small black feet.
As to complete the job, another pair of parasprites put the hat on your muzzle and tie it down tight, silencing you!
>>446971
"Cadet, do you confirm this?"
Roast looks conflicted.
"S-sir, up until where I was with t-th-"
He's cut short by the floor disappearing under him.

The floor in the captain's room has been eaten by parasprites! Countless hordes of them!
Everyone is now down in the holds, surrounded by the creatures.
Buttermilk has been tied with many passings of rope to one of the cells, and she's gagged.

And now pause because I have to think up this fight.

448362

A swarm of countless little colorful dots buzzes around you, giving you all quizzical looks.
But most of them seem little concerned with your apparison, and try to go back to their business. Said business being, eating the place whole.

The goat, still in his cell, shouts to you.
"Dis foo' call' da swarm!
We all doomed!"
Before covering his eyes with his hooves and curling up in the back of the cell.

The captain of the guards fell on top of Roast Seed, and both are out cold.

161 parasprites remain. If left alone, you have no doubt their number will increase rapidly.

448363

>>448362
I crush as many as I can with Earthen Grasp.
[1d10]

Roll #1 1 = 1

448364

>>448362
"Mhhmm hmhm mmhmh!"
Okay, I need to get ungagged and unbound.
Oh, right!
I can't!
Silly me!

448365

>>448362
Wut?
Can I pull some anti-parasprite spray from my hat? '1d10'

Roll #1 5 = 5

448366

>>448363
You try to summon all that is still 'natural' in this cell room to stop the little flying vacuums dead on their tracks.
Too bad whoever built this room probably was very concerned about spellcasters.
You can't sense anything that would answer your call for help. And somehow, deep below your hooves, a scraping, apologetic sound can be heard.
Maybe if you try har-
Whoops.
Parasprites took this moment to lift you up and hang you by all four with a rope from the ceiling of the room above!
>>448364
Yeah, what a shame.
If only you were a goat, you could eat that gag away!
>>448365
You only find a note in the hat.
It reads "Watch your left.".
And sure enough, a parasprites karate-kicks your jaw from the left side.

Miiba
0/4 - bound
Buttermilk
0/5 - bound - gagged
Selena
4/5

448367

>>448366
Too bad I am OH WAIT I AM A GOAT!

Eat up!

448368

>>448366
Have doppleqt save butters '1d10'
While I help Miiba '1d10'

Roll #1 5 = 5 / Roll #2 7 = 7

448369

>>448366
I wait.

448370

>>448367
It tastes salty. Try not to drive after this.
There, not gagged anymore. I bet your friends will love this development.
Still bound to the sbar though!
>>448368
"So I should like, free her?"
6.28 is confused.
"She's kinda cool like this!"
So confused, she doesn't notice the parasprites munching away at her.
And you are too busy flying up and freeing the zebra in an incredibly heroic fashion to notice.
>>448369
You are free!
Take two actions this turn.

Miiba
5/4
Buttermilk
0/5 - bound
Selena
4/5
6.28
4/1

448371

>>448370
I cleave six parasprites.
[2d10]

Roll #1 7, 10 = 17

448372

>>448370
"Hello!"

448373

>>448370
"We can bind her up again, once she helps us get rid of these pests." I whisper to 6.28
She tries it again '1d10'
While I get out my sword and cleave 2 of them '1d10'

Roll #1 8 = 8 / Roll #2 8 = 8

448374

>>448371
With a wide swipe of your sword that would make secular trees tremble, a whole dozen of those thigns disappear.
>>448372
As a rule of thumb, if someone frees you and you still haven't taken an action this turn, you can do so.
>>448373
"Smaaaaart!"
And with a dumbstruck face, she undoes the knot with ease.
Not as stupid as she looks…
After your swing two more of the pests fall flat on the ground.
They aren't moving… How cruel!

Parasprites
146

Miiba
5/4
Buttermilk
5/5
Selena
4/5
6.28
4/1

448375

>>448374
"Why are you hurting them?
That's just mean!"
Time to whip out the accordion!
'1d10+2'

Roll #1 2 + 2 = 4

448376

>>448374
I cleave 5 this time.
[1d10]

Roll #1 1 = 1

448377

>>448374
This one didn't come out completely right.
"Sweetie, there are some of them munching your tail!"
6.28 cleaves 3 of them '1d10'

And I cleave 3 of them as well '1d10'

Roll #1 5 = 5 / Roll #2 5 = 5

448378

>>448375
A bunch of them takes up your shape and mimics a very annoyed goat.
"Mhmh mh hmhmmh mh!"
Before giggling all as one and rushing in your face, knocking you on your flank.
>>448376
Before you can even think about running ahead and plunging into them, you trip to the ground and a bunch of the little animals are content with just jumping up and down on your back.
One might not be much, but they are just so many…
>>448377
"Oh. On that!"
She starts chasing her own tail, running circles as the three keep munching at her.
Too distracted by this show, you can't help but miss.
Focus, girl!

Parasprites
146

Miiba
0/3
Buttermilk
3/5
Selena
3/5
6.28
3/1

448379

>>448378
Am I bound?

448380

>>448378
"That's not funny!"
Okay, play my jam, for real this time!
'1d10+2'

Roll #1 8 + 2 = 10

448381

>>448379
Not this time.
It'd really be no fun.

448382

>>448378
Up I get.
[1d10]

>>448381
That's what you think~

Roll #1 5 = 5

448383

>>448378
"Right, get them!"
She cleaves the 3 of them. '1d10'

And I'll help Miiba again. '1d10'

Roll #1 8 = 8 / Roll #2 2 = 2

448384

>>448380
Accordion, cymbal, trombone…
Aren't you forgetting anything?
Oh well, looks like all the parasprites are confused anyway!
+2 to all your companions next actions, Critfail range on cleave reduced by 2
>>448382
Nope, up you don't!
Because just as you try to, Selena comes in to clumsily swat away the parasprites, and ends up flailing wildly above your back.
Getting up now would cut you to shreds!
>>448383
At least you can tell she's trying her best, as she swats away those from her tail and gives you a beaming smile of victory.
But you should stop that flailing away just one inch above Miiba's back, it's not healthy for him!

Parasprites
143

Miiba
0/3
Buttermilk
3/5
Selena
3/5
6.28
3/1

448385

>>448384
I stay down until she is gone.
[1d10]

Roll #1 3 = 3

448386

>>448384
Okay, grab that trash can and cleave at least ten of them into it!
'1d10'

Roll #1 3 = 3

448387

>>448384
Wait I want to help!
Stop flailing and get him up. '1d10'

And doubleqt gets slamming those parasprites, 5 of them '1d10'

Roll #1 5 = 5 / Roll #2 4 = 4

448388

>>448385
>>448387
>5
>7
Miiba opts for a cautious approach and lays low until Selena finally gets her bearings back and picks him up.
Doubleqt looks much more confident as she swats away five of them with a piece of concrete that was lying around the floor.
>>448386
IT WORKS! You catch just so many of those pesky littl-
What's that sound?
They ate through the bottom of the trash can!
And since there were so many inside, they force it out of your hooves and put you in it, leaving you dazed and bound on the floor!

Parasprites
138

Miiba
5/3
Buttermilk
0/4
Selena
3/5
6.28
3/1

448389

>>448388
Cleave 5.
[1d10]

Roll #1 1 = 1

448390

>>448388
I gave double qr a hoofbump for helping.
And there we go, each slashing 3 of them '2d10'

Roll #1 4, 8 = 12

448391

>>448388
Darn!
Get out!
'1d10'

Roll #1 1 = 1

448392

>>448389
It's the distraction of a moment, and then you see nothing but bright colors fill your vision.
The bunch of buzzing monsters ganged up on you yet again, giggling deviously.
Yep. Yet again, bound from the upper floor, upside down.
>>448390
Hoofbumping in the middle of a fight against hundreads of little things is not the best idea ever.
Lucky for you, 6.28 manages to do double the work, bringing down even the ones that just slapped you.
>>448391
It's just a bit too tight. And this is when you realize the thing is a perfect fit! So tight you can barely breath at all!

Parasprites
132

Miiba
0/2 bound
Buttermilk
0/3 bound
Selena
1/5
6.28
3/1

448393

>>448392
*HERK* is the sound a goat makes when her face starts to be purple from lack of oxygen

448394

>>448392
Oh this is going very, very bad.
I'll help butters '1d10'
6.28 helps Miiba '1d10' Maybe I was distracting Miiba

Roll #1 4 = 4 / Roll #2 4 = 4

448395

>>448393
Try to save the little one you have.
>>448394
Before you can get to her, a swarm of the little things, now unhindered by your defeated companions stops you, forming a solid wall that turns into a punch at the very last second, and knocks you down on your hooves.
Doubleqt comes to the rescue but-
For all her valiance and skills, she's still just an echo. The image of an idea in your mind.
And with time and enough force, drop after drop, even an idea can be defeated.
As she lounges towards you, a desperate expression on her face, the swarm gets to her.
And in doing so, she bursts out in an explosion of light, breaking into millions of pieces like a betrayed mirror.
The last thing you could see was the fear on her face.
But she did not die in vain. As she bursts out, at lest two dozens of those monsters are now nothing more than dust.

Parasprites
104

Miiba
0/2 bound
Buttermilk
0/3 bound
Selena
0/4
6.28
-

448396

>>448395
"NOOOOOOOOO"
I get up, surely her heroic sacrifice gave me the strenght to get up despite all odds '1d10'
nevar forget ;_;7

Roll #1 10 = 10

448397

>>448395
*HEEEERK*
'1d10'

Roll #1 4 = 4

448398

>>448396
Your cry pierces the skies.
Or at least the rope that held Miiba in place, making him fall with a heavy thud on the floor.
He's dazed, but not bound anymore.
And the little goat too, is thrown upside down by your rage, tumbling out of the trash can.
Not bound anymore.
You are up, and burning with determination.
>>448397
Good news!
Selena's desperate cry threw you out of the trash can!
Bad news! You are still dazed and confused!

Parasprites
104

Miiba
0/2
Buttermilk
0/3
Selena
5/4

448399

>>448398
Counting the little chirping birds always helps!
'1d10'

Roll #1 3 = 3

448400

>>448398
"Butters, get up" '1d10'

Roll #1 3 = 3

448401

>>448400
Giggle back at her

448402

>>448401
"This is no laughing matter Butters.
This is serious business!"

448403

>>448402
"But they are so colorful!
They are like confetti!"

448448

>>448398
Attack.
[1d10]

Roll #1 5 = 5

448452

>>448399
You see a star, a gryphon, an airplane, supermare…
Too many! You hit yourself in confusion!
>>448400
A group of parasprites takes you around for a spin around Buttermilk as you try to help her up.
>>448448
Barely, shaking, you finally get rid of the monsters around you and stand up, gripping your sword, panthing and bruised.

Parasprites
104

Miiba
5/2
Buttermilk
0/3
Selena
5/4

448454

>>448452
Supermare!
Help!
'1d10'

Roll #1 2 = 2

448456

>>448452
Attack again.
[1d10]

Roll #1 4 = 4

448457

>>448403
"Let me go, we'll teach you!"
Doppleganger '1d10+2'

Roll #1 7 + 2 = 9

448474

>>448454
If I wasn't fudging everything here, you'd be at 1 wound.
Nope. Keep trying little goat.
>>448456
"Too… Many…"
Roast seems to have regained consciousness, but he's being crushed by the captain.
And this distracts you for long enough to allow the parasprites to land a hit on you.
>>448457
"Hey! This is not a stage!"
She looks concerned around.

Parasprites
104

Miiba
3/2
Buttermilk
0/3
Selena
5/4

448477

>>448474
I like fudge!
'1d10'

Roll #1 8 = 8

448480

>>448474
Give her one of my swords.
"No time to explain. We need to start slashing, quick."
She cleaves 3 '1d10'
I cleave 3 '1d10'

Roll #1 2 = 2 / Roll #2 6 = 6

448485

>>448474
Attack.
[1d10]

Roll #1 4 = 4

448487

>>448477
You see the image of a hairy stallion with two long mustaches.

One day I will introduce you to the mines just outside town.

And with this, he offers you a hoof to lift you up!
Back on your hooves you are. I doubt anypony else saw what happened. No trace of that stallion now.
>>448480
She catches the sword and confidently goes for a downward slash, just to completely ignore the parasprites behind her, that taking on the shape of a huge mallet knock on her head, making the image flicker and disappear as the sword clatters on the ground.
So much for that.
Still undeterred by this, you cut down six more.
>>448485
Notice that mallet of parasprites?
How can such a thing even exist.
Aliens I say.
To the face, they say.
And you see only stars for a second.

Parasprites
98

Miiba
1/2
Buttermilk
5/3
Selena
5/4

448492

>>448487
I keep attacking.
[1d10]

Roll #1 2 = 2

448496

>>448487
Fudge mines?
Maybe he was a fudge miner!
Or a fudge CEO!
Or simply just a fudge packer!

Time to find a nearby broom and whap the parasprites on the head.
'1d10'

Roll #1 6 = 6

448498

>>448487
Good thing that one went before I could get too attached to her….but it still hurts.
Stupid things I'll slash 4 of them '1d10'

Roll #1 3 = 3

448503

>>448492
You fall flat on the ground.
There is really little more left into you… Maybe you should just rest…
>>448496
Bonk.
3 more of the pesky things are gone.
>>448498
Okay, maybe you don't realize how this works.
Attacking 1 is critfail 1.
Attacking 2 to 3 is critfail 2
Attacking 4 to 6 is critfail 3
Attacking 7 to 9 is critfail 4
And so on.

THE GIANT MALLET COMES AROUND FOR ANOTHER PASS!
Right on your face, making you fall flat on the ground.

Parasprites
92

Miiba
0/1
Buttermilk
5/3
Selena
0/3

448504

>>448503
I stay down.

448506

>>448503
I think we need some cheering up in here.
'1d10+2'

Roll #1 7 + 2 = 9

448509

>>448503
I wanted to kill them quick!
Get up '1d10'

Roll #1 6 = 6

448516

>>448504
And so you begin dreaming. Dreaming of snow and mountains, of a narrow passage you have never seen before.
You are wearing a heavy outfit that covers you from head to tail, leaving open just a small fissure for your eyes, that hurt as the wind blows into them.
On your left, a small campfire still burns, no traces of whoever left it here.
>>448506
The parasprites jerk and whine as you sing and bang on your instruments.
+1 to all actions next round, critfail range decreased by one.
>>448509
Up ya go girl.

448520

>>448516
I take offense to this, I'm not 'banging on my instruments', mister voice guy dude, I'm playing on them!
It takes a lot of time to learn all the instruments, okay?
Try to disperse that parasprite mallet with the broom.
'1d10+1'

Roll #1 9 + 1 = 10

448526

>>448516
Even more slashing, 5 of them. '1d10+1'

Roll #1 4 + 1 = 5

448528

>>448516
I investigate the campfire and area around it.
[1d10]

Roll #1 3 = 3

448540

>>448520
That malled is made of more than twenty ammassed parasprites little goat.
Twenty-three to be exact.
And they are not pleased.
Quckly, they reshape the mallet into a sword, and assume a duel stance.
They slowly push you back towards the wall in what looks like a fencing match between a goat with a broom and a foam sword made of little colorful dots.
As they push, you keep going backwards, everntually starting to climb up the wall behind you, too taken by the fight to notice!
After one too many back and forth, the parasprites seem about to give in, and you divebomb on top of them, broom first, swatting away the whole lot as you drop on the floor with a grin.
I hope the other saw this.
>>448526
The whole parasprites-squishing action from Butters dazes you.
>>448528
A tent, a few bedrolls, some supplies.
Seems like a forward camp. No hoofprints, but a road leaves it.


Parasprites
75

Miiba
~out cold~
Buttermilk
5/3
Selena
4/4

448547

>>448540
I walk down the road and keep my eyes open for anyone.
[1d10+1]

Roll #1 5 + 1 = 6

448549

>>448540
Snortle.
"I'm a duelist!
En garde!"
Keep up with the broomplay!
Can I hold it in one hoof, standing on my hindlegs, while having my other front hoof behind my back just for that true duelist look?
'1d10'

Roll #1 8 = 8

448550

>>448540
Keep slashing again.
I can do that too with 3 of them! '1d10'

Roll #1 10 = 10

448557

>>448549
Now where have you ever seen a pony do something like that?
With careful, precise strikes, you start swatting away at dozens of those things, they just drop like flies!
>>448550
Just three? C'mon, be ambitious! Look how many there are!
You try to swipe for only those particular annoying trio you saw earlier, but one other parasprite gets in your way, and you swat it away. Then another.
And another.
And another dozen… But those three are just so close…
One more strike away and…
GOTCHA!
You finally stab at the three as they found themselves pinned against the back wall.
Triumpanthly, you turn around to see the trail of destruction and dead parasprites you left behind you. That's at least two dozens!
>>448547
At the end of the road, which kept going higher and higher, a large slab of ice awaits.
It's at least tall as four stacked zebras, and there seems to be something inside…


Parasprites
39

Miiba
1/2
Buttermilk
5/3
Selena
4/4

448577

>>448557
Can I see what it is?
[1d10+1]

Roll #1 6 + 1 = 7

448580

>>448557
HAHAHA.
I'm on a roll. That's for all the doppleqts they killed.
3 more '1d10'

Roll #1 8 = 8

448581

>>448557
Cutie Pox, Season 2.
I have no idea what that means, but there.
Maybe it was a storybook I read?
Or the name of a music! Like four seasons, only this was season two!
Hah!
While we are at music…
'1d10+2'

Roll #1 4 + 2 = 6

448590

>>448577
Looks like a black rectangular shape, as big as the ice slab itself.
And it has many little dots of grey with some distorted writing around them…
>>448580
With an evil grin you turn around and start dancing, chopping up the air in front of you with every short leap, until a trail of nine more dead parasprites is left behind you.
>>448581
I bet it's some kind of diary.
Say, is there where you learnt how to play such a great trombone solo?
+1 to everyone, Miiba included, next turn.

448593

>>448590
Keep going.
'1d10+1'

Roll #1 1 + 1 = 2

448598

>>448590
I turn around and buck the ice as hard as I can, being sure to think of the ice as my combatant and enemy for that CoG bonus.
[1d10+2]

Roll #1 8 + 2 = 10

448602

>>448590
You ain't heard nothing yet!
Improvise, keep parasprite butt!

448603

>>448602
'1d10'
Now with a roll!

Roll #1 8 = 8

448623

>>448593
Stop.
Where is your mind?
I know you've got your hooves on the air and your head on the ground, if it's any help.
The parasprites got angry and did a real number on you.
>>448602
>>448603
One after the other, you punish their butts like an angry grandmother that has to discipline an unruly nephew.
Except you are what, 16?
You swat a bunch of the and start slapping them one by one until they cry for mercy, deflate and fall to the ground.
Nine more dealt with.
>>448598
And from now on you shall have a powerful hate for all things ice.
With a strong, well set kick, you shatter the whole block of frozen water to reveal the black… Thing underneath.
Something akin to a crystal ball stands on the very top, and many a button, all bigger than your head, can be seen.
The writing is not in equestrian or zebraskiaan.

Parasprites
21

Miiba
~out cold~
Buttermilk
5/3
Selena
0/3

448625

>>448623
Aaaah, I won't let them kill me, I don't want to die.
Get up '1d10'

Roll #1 10 = 10

448626

>>448623
I walk all the way around it a few times to get a good look at it.

448628

>>448623
"If you could turn into confetti that would be really nice!"
'1d10'

Roll #1 3 = 3

448642

>>448626
On the back you see something that looks like an hatch, but half of it is still enchased in the iced base that keeps the whole thing upright.
Other than that, nothing else catches your eye.
>>448625
You are untoppable.
Up you go girl. Up you go.
+1 to your next action as rage burns through your veins.
>>448628
They have other ideas.
Like, making confetti out of you.
In they go, and after a single passing make shear a few passing of fur out of you, sprinkling it into the air.

Parasprites
21

Miiba
~out cold~
Buttermilk
2/3
Selena
5/3

448645

>>448642
RAAAAAH
3 more '1d10+1'

Roll #1 7 + 1 = 8

448646

>>448642
Do a Marilyn Ponroe pose.
Then get my fur back and whack them on the head.
'1d10'

Roll #1 8 = 8

448648

>>448642
I examine the ball at the top.

448650

>>448645
With an explosion of wild magic, you make 6 more of those things pop like they were soap bubbles.
>>448646
A few guards can be heard whistling from above.
Yep, they were been watching all along.
"You go girl!"
Nine hits, nine dead.
>>448648
It's too high for you to reach from here!
You might want to break the frozen base and lay the thing flat on its back.

Parasprites
5

Miiba
~out cold~
Buttermilk
5/3
Selena
5/3

Only five parasprites are left.
No more fudging rolls.

448651

>>448650
>Buttermilk
>5/3
2/3*

448652

>>448650
RAAAAAAAH
Another 3 '1d10'

Roll #1 7 = 7

448653

>>448650
Giggle.
"Don't hit on me, silly guys~


HEY, why aren't you helping?"
Swoosh and flick.
Deadliest broom.
'1d10'

Roll #1 9 = 9

448656

>>448650
I break that base.
[1d10+1]

Roll #1 6 + 1 = 7

448661

>>448652
You might want to check that sore throat later.
With dexterity and expertise, your tired body is able to pull off one final leap, stabbing at the few remaining insects.
>>448653
"No uniform!"
"But we were cheering all along!"

Double death jump in the air.
Close your eyes.
Slightly adjust your head…
Gravity does the rest.
You roll around in the air as your broom sweeps the two remaining parasprites in a single, overkilling motion.
They are done for.
And you even cleaned the place. Sure, a few walls are missing but…
>>448656
And it falls, the ball on top pointing towards the cliff a few meters ahead. The snowstorm is too thick to make anything out of that.
Observing the crystal ball, you can tell it has a slight red tint.
And it looks more like glass than crystal. And there's something smaller inside, of a white-ish color…

448665

>>448661
Can I see what it is?
[1d10+1]

Roll #1 9 + 1 = 10

448667

>>448661
I lean on my sword and wipe the sweat of my brow.
I see Miiba, can I help him? '1d10'

Roll #1 7 = 7

448671

>>448661
"Ta-da!"
Bow.
Wait for applause.
And I'm sure as heck keeping this broom!

448674

>>448671
I clap politely.

448685

>>448674
Grin at her.
"Did you see when I was fencing? Not with a fence, but a broom!"

448686

>>448665
Seems like another smaller ball. Nothing special as far as you can tell. This one is white though.
>>448667
He's taking a nap.
A little bruised, but he'll live.
>>448671
>>448674
From upstairs comes more than applauses.
A riot of stomping hooves and cheers for both of you as the cadets salute your actions.
From underneat the captain, Roast Seed is smiling weakly.
The creepy old goat is shaking in the back of his cell.

448687

>>448686
I try to break open the orb to get it.
[1d10+1]

Roll #1 6 + 1 = 7

448689

>>448686
"I couldn't have done this without my friends!

I feel like something is missing though…"
Stop, as if I were deep in thought.

448690

>>448686
Sigh.
I'll let him recover then.
First things first.
Doppleganger '1d10+2'
I always feel so lonely without them…

Roll #1 9 + 2 = 11

448701

>>448689
Everypony is holding their breath and looking at you.
>>448690
From upstairs, one of the stallions whispers, not so silently to his bunkmate.
"See, I told you there were two of them!"
Dopplebanger gives you a wink.
"Miss me yet?"
>>448687
Pop.
The glass breaks, and inside you see a smaller glass sphere with what looks like a metallic wire inside.

448706

>>448701
Just as Pinkie planned.

Erupt like a volcano with cheer.
"A PARTY!"

448709

>>448701
"You know I like you, you're me!"

>>448706
Facehoof.
Anyway, walk over to the griffon captain.
How is he doing?

448716

>>448706
You jump on top of the unconscious guard captain, already lying on top of the very taxed Roas Seed, that hoofs in pain as air flees his lungs.
The other ponies look at you unsure on what to do.
>>448709
Passed out.
He has severe heart problems.
I'm sure it's nothing.

448717

>>448701
I take the sphere.

448722

>>448716
I shout to the ponies above.
"Do you have a medic out here? Your captain needs help." '1d10'

Roll #1 1 = 1

448724

>>448717
It's firmly lodged to the bigger black body!
>>448722
"I am a medic!
But I can't come down without my socks!"

448729

>>448716
Come on, don't they know how to party?
Show them!
'1d10+2'

Roll #1 3 + 2 = 5

448731

>>448724
Eye-twitch.
Fly up, grab him.
"Don't you doctors have an oath to help ponies, wherever, whenever?"

448733

>>448724
I try to break the sphere and take the wire.
[1d10]

Roll #1 5 = 5

448735

448738

>>448729
Throwing around dead parasprites is kinda creepy.
>>448731
"Uh… Yes?
B-but we have oaths of…
Yknow…"
All the cadets put their right front hoof on their chest.
"Rule number one.
A knight of Bridlegrad shall never leave his bed without a full uniform, may his honor be stained in doing so!
"
>>448733
>>448735
Not like it's fighting back.
You break that too, and…
There's a hole the size of your hoof the wires run into!

448740

>>448738
Multiple wires now? Odd. I take out the wires.

448746

>>448738
"I'll DUMP YOUR BED INTO THE PIT IF YOU DON'T GET UP AND HELP RIGHT NOW!
THAT CAPTAIN MIGHT BE DYING!"

448752

>>448738
I meant show them how to PARTY, duh!
'1d10+2'

Roll #1 6 + 2 = 8

448760

>>448740
Are you completely, entirely sure of this?
>>448746
He taps his chin.
"This might work…"
>>448752
I'm not sure they are in the mood, but you make a great soundtrack for Selena's rampage.

#Pause

448762

453040

To quickly recap:
Mass of dead parasprites, chewed up walls, guards that won't leave their bed, and a captain with a heart attack.
Also, two passed out ponies that tried to attack you earlier safely locked away in a cell each, and the goat sealed away in the other is breathing heavily looking incredule at your lot.

Whenever you want, you might slap Miiba around to wake him up.

453041

>>453040
I keep sleeping.

453042

>>453040
I'm sure he'll wake up if I blow the trumpeth right next to his ear.
'1d10+2'

Roll #1 10 + 2 = 12

453043

>>453041
In front of you, suddenly the snowstorm clears and for a second, the sky becomes blue and shining.
Then, a huge trumpeth takes the place of the sun and as you blink, you find yourself back to reality.
>>453042
You pick a long, shiny trumpeth and blow it right through his hears, entering from the left, passing through his head and coming out of the right before emitting a long blowing sound and retracting itself to more normal proportions and positions.
He's hardly gonna be any more awake than this.

453044

453045

>>448760
Facehoof.
"Your choice"
Do as he asks '1d10'

Roll #1 4 = 4

453046

>>453044
"Wake up, sleepyhead!"

453047

>>453045
"Watch out down there."

453048

>>453045
You can't exactly lift a whole bed on your own…
He's looking at you with a little amused smirk.

453049

>>453046
I stand up.
"What has occurred while I have slumbered?"

453050

>>453049
"I almost threw a party."

453051

>>453048
Lift, no.
But I can PUSH it. '1d10'

Roll #1 5 = 5

453052

>>453050
"How far?"

453053

>>453052
"I think the music would have reached quite far, actually…"

453054

>>453053
>>453052
Mumblemumblemumble.

453055

>>453051
Eheeeeee….
But there are other beds in the way!
"This is so strange. Never had a mare being so pushy around me!"

453056

>>453054
I look at Selena. What is she doing?

453057

>>453056
She's trying to push a guard on a bed towards the hole in the wall so that he can heal the gryphon captain lying on the ground.

All alone.

Don't ask me why she isn't just moving the gryphon, I'm just a voice.

453058

>>453055
"You're the worst doctor I've ever seen. Just letting your captain die like that."

453059

>>453057
>Don't ask me why she isn't just moving the gryphon
>implying I'm going to move a wounded person

top lel

453060

>>453059
Doubleqt looks into the void as usual, but this time her empty glare meets yours for some strange reason.
"That mattress looks comfy."

453061

>>453057
I pick the gryphon up and move him.
[1d10]

Roll #1 8 = 8

453062

>>453058
"Who is dying?"

453063

>>453060
I sigh.
"Just go lay down if you're tired…"
I give up.
I just let the bed go and lay on the ground for a while contemplating why nothing goes right today.

453064

>>453062
"The griffon."

453065

>>453064
"Maybe he's just tired? Should I try to wake him up too?"

453066

>>453065
"No butters, he has a weak heart. He might die if you startle him with your trumpet."

453067

>>453061
After a nigh-instantaneous recovery from being almost dead, you spring back up and fling the armored gryphon captain over your shoulder, letting him down softly on the bed right beside the medic.

"This is much better!"

A few golden and white seconds later, the holy magic starts to fade.

"He should be stable now.
Happens to him from time to time, but we all love him too much to tell him he should take a vacantion."

>>453063
She just settles for laying down with you.
"I bet moving a mattress alone is easier than moving a bed.
And I bet I'm almost as strong as you."

453068

>>453067
Pat her on the head.
"You sure are."

453069

>>453066
>>453067
"Okay.
I'll use the cymbalms then!"
BONG
'1d10+2'
Wakey wakey!

Roll #1 10 + 2 = 12

453070

>>453067
"i will not ask how, but what should we do now?"

453071

>>453069
Facehoof, but say nothing.

453072

>>453069
"Fu-"
The gryphon jolts awake in a hurry and looks around, then turns to the medic.
"Frying Stew what the hell happened here?"
"You were mildly dead sir. Again. Also, some parasprites."
The gryphon just grumbles and turns to your lot, looking especially hard at Selena.
"Now I guess I will have to listen."
>>453070
"Tell me…"
The gryphon helps himself up on the bed.
"What happened here."

453073

>>453072
Smile proudly.

453074

>>453072
"I told you, they were thieves. They stole the socks.
Ot maybe they stole something else, I'm telling you, they were evil."

453075

>>453074
I need something to cheer me up after all this…
Maybe some ice cream…Hat magic '1d10'

Roll #1 10 = 10

453076

>>453072
"Thieves and parasprites make for a number of frights."

453077

>>453074
He groans and facepaws.
"Okay. They stole the socks. This is why my whole company couldn't get out of bed this morning.
How?"
>>453073
A few stallions in the back are talking all ush ush, and a mare behind them is shaking her head.
>>453075
You pull out a legendary quality cone.
#Twentyfour and some flavors cone
This magical portent is enchanted with a stabilization field, it will never melt, never fall apart.
Rolls +2 on every taste check.
Lasts only 30 minutes before falling apart, better eat it by then.

>>453076
"Para…sprites. Right. Where the hell did they come from?"

453078

>>453077
Can I hear what they are talking about?
'1d10'

Roll #1 1 = 1

453079

>>453077
I shrug.
"Mgic?"

453080

>>453077
Oh god, start eating. Let dopple eat some too
'1d10+2'

"They used these toys to do their evil things." show him one of the crystals

Roll #1 6 + 2 = 8

453081

>>453077
I shrug.
"Magic?"

453082

>>453078
They are suddenly looking with a scolding glare at you.
"You should stop staring!"
>>453079
The gryphon looks on the verge of tears.
>>453080
So…
You and your double are eating from a huge cone at the same time in the middle of a room full of starving, maybe even repressed city guards?
Somehow, you can feel the stares on your back.
But it tastes so good~
The gryphon looks mesmerized by this display for a second, before shaking his head.
"Tell you what. We can interrogate them, alright?"

453083

>>453082
Bulge my eyes.
"But you were talking about something!"

453084

>>453083
"And did nopony tell you overhearing is impolite?"

453085

>>453082
THey can go fuck themselves, what did they do to deserve this ice cone? Nothing that's what.
They don't get a SINGLE DROP.
Finish it '1d10+2'

"I think we should, yes."

Roll #1 7 + 2 = 9

453086

>>453084
"No?"

>>453085
"Just make sure they don't try to escape again!"

453087

>>453085
In the most fatal fashion possible, you tear trough the ice cream in a few, well placed bites.
Quick enough to leave everyone with nothing but a glance, slow enough to avoid brainfreeze, and well-placed enough to taste it to its fullest.
If you had to score that cone, you'd say it was a 10/10 on the ign scale. It's okay.
"Right, then let me…"
The gryphon tries to stand up on his own.
'1d10'
>>453086
The other stallion chimes in.
"It's impolite to overhear."
"See? Now he told you. Shoo."

Roll #1 3 = 3

453088

>>453087
But he can't.
"How about…
Some help?"

453089

>>453088
Yummy, at least something good about this day.
Help him '1d10'

Roll #1 3 = 3

453090

>>453088
>>453087
"Fiiiiiine."
Hop over and help him up instead.
'1d10'

Roll #1 2 = 2

453091

>>453089
>>453090
Something went very, very wrong.
Buttermilk is standing on all four atop Selena's head, while she is laying on her back with the gryphon laid flat above her belly.
He tries to stand up.
Again.
'1d10'

Roll #1 6 = 6

453092

>>453091
"What kind of shampoo do you use, Selena?
Your mane is very soft."

453093

>>453091
And with a final, big clang, and squishing Selena some more, he ends up standing again.
"Let's get this over with."

453094

>>453091
I sit back and watch while scratching my head.

453095

>>453092
"Flax & Wheat Apple-carrot deep mane conditioner." I say with a little smile.

>>453093
"Right. You'll see."

453096

>>453094
>>453095
He carefully flutters down the hole that has replaced the walls of the prison and walks up to the two ponies' cells.
"Which one do we wake up first?"

453097

>>453096
"Uh. The guy. He'll break first."

453098

>>453096
I follow them down.

453099

>>453097
With a nod, he takes out a sword and clangs it against the bars of the stallion's cell.
"Wake up sugarcube, time to chat it up!"
'1d10'

Roll #1 2 = 2

453100

>>453099
The stallion in the cell doesn't even look up.
"Five more minutes…"

453101

>>453099
>>453100
"Need help with that?"

453102

>>453100
"HEY YOU WAKE UP!"
'1d10'

Roll #1 2 = 2

453103

>>453101
"Go ahead."

453104

>>453102
He flips on the other side.

453105

>>453103
>>453104
Some very loud and obnoxious instrument.
I need one.
'1d10+2'

Roll #1 9 + 2 = 11

453106

>>453104
Why can't I get anything done today.
Maybe Butters is the sane one after all.

453107

>>453106
Sanity is a buzzword

453108

>>453105
You find a long, red, buttonless trumpeth.
No idea how it's called, but it does the job with its peculiar "PHHHHHHH! PFHHHHHHPHHPHHH!" sound.
The stallion jumps up and covers his ears.
"Ah! What the! Stop that!"
>>453106
You just need to learn more about interrogation and torture!

453109

>>453108
I need a hug.
Won't doppleqt hug me?

453110

>>453108
"OH GOSH WE CANNOT STOP IT UNTIL YOU CONFESS!"

Keep blowing the bugle.
'1d10+2'

Roll #1 3 + 2 = 5

453111

>>453109
She can feel it before you even say a word. Hug incoming straight from behind!
>>453110
"P-please! I will do anyt-"
No little goat
What are you doing
Don't
Now you will need to wash that.

Roll #1 9 = 9

453112

>>453111
Doubleqt is the softest.
She even winghugs you for a double hug, and the stallion melts a little.

453113

>>453111
>>453112
Yay~
That's a good hug.

I put my hooves in front of butters mouth.
"Tell us what you wanted to do with those crystals or she won't stop."

453114

>>453111
Saliva is best washing solution.

453115

>>453111
I keep watching.

453116

>>453113
You put your hooves over Buttermilk's drooling mouth, temporarely silencing her.
The stallion looks grossed out.
"We were just told to retrieve it!"
>>453114
Not your stairs-and-candy flavored saliva is not.
You are getting all sticky.
>>453115
Zebras have been broken by much less. You are a brave one.

453117

>>453116
Try not to slobber too much
'1d10'

Roll #1 7 = 7

453118

>>453116
"Don't lie to me. You know more."
Pretend like I can't hold her.
"Oh my, I can't hold her much longer. You better give us something we can use."

453119

>>453117
You're safe.
>>453118
"Y-you wouldn't!"
He's terrified.

453120

>>453119
"Won't be much longer now…."

453121

>>453120
The gryphon moves closer.
"I think this counts as torture…"

453122

>>453119
>>453120
Grin.
Yay, more playing soon!

453123

>>453121
>>453122
"Desperate times call for desperate measures."
Activate it.
Let her go.

453124

>>453123
BWOOO!
'1d10+2'

Roll #1 1 + 2 = 3

453125

>>453123
The stallion scrambles for the back of the room. The gryphon takes a few steps back and winces.
>>453124
And then nothing happens.
Turns out your mouth is stuck to Selena's hoof!
I TOLD YOU THERE WAS TOO MUCH SUGAR!

453126

>>453125
I can play with my nose.
I won't be stopped!
'1d10+2'

Roll #1 3 + 2 = 5

453127

>>453125
Totally planned.
"Ha, gotcha. I give you one last chance."
Wiggle loose '1d10'

Roll #1 8 = 8

453128

>>453126
You sort of… Whistle a tune trying to stick the vuvuzela in your nose, but is not nearly strong enough.
>>453127
And then you finally manage to wiggle free of the goat.
A shower might be needed, sooner rather than later.

DC6 spot check to read this.
Outside, the sound of a very noisy brake can be heard.

453129

>>453128
Spotting '1d10'

Roll #1 5 = 5

453130

>>453128
Right.
"So, you were going to talk, right?"
We Bwoo now?
'1d10+1'

Roll #1 7 + 1 = 8

453131

>>453130
I assume that was a +2 for the music.

You keep blowing down the instrument as the stallion curls up and shakes on the floor of the cell, tears coming to his eyes.
"P-please stop!
I will talk! I swear!"

The gryphon looks mildly disgusted at you.

>>453129
Maybe it was a bird.

453132

>>453131
Shrug at the birdy.
"What, it works, doesn't it?"

453133

>>453131
Probably.
Pull out some earplugs from my hat.
I've got a feeling I might need them soon.
'1d10'

Roll #1 7 = 7

453134

>>453131
"Then talk!"

453135

>>453132
He shakes his head.
"It's evil."
>>453134
Earplugs: check.
"W-we were sent to retrieve them! It was just orders! We do dozens of jobs like those for-"
He suddenly shuts up and looks past you.
Behind you, a heavy hoof can be heard stomping.

453136

>>453135
I look behind me and throw one of my swordzs at doppleqt and prepare for the evil fight with the evil pony.

453137

>>453135
"It's muuusiiiiiiic~"

453138

>>453136
Behind you, a towering figure appears.
It's a minotaur, of blue coat and dark hairs, wearing a perfect fit, custom tailored suit.
He's staring the pony in the cell with murderous intent.

The gryphon turns.
"Ah. Mayor."

453139

>>453138
Wave with a smile.
"Hi!"

453140

>>453139
He shifts his stern gaze to you.
"Were you the one who apprehended that criminal?"

453141

>>453140
Nod proudly.
"They were stealing!"

453142

>>453140
I nod.

453143

>>453141
>>453142
He moves in with a cold glare of death, his whole shape easily double you in height and widht.
Them he opens his big arms wide, a look of determination on his face.
And in a quick, swift motion… He grabs an hoof from each of you and shakes firmly on it.

"I am so thankful for your contribution to this city's safety!"

#To be continued.


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