/q/ - Quest


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The crickets chirp and the moon shines bright outside a tavern in the middle of nowhere.
Inside, a group of travelers gather in response to an ad calling for "brave goats willing to risk life and limb for adventure." The air is thick with cigar smoke and filled with the sound of rowdy drunk patrons.

Before the party sits a middle aged pegasus.
"One… two.. three… Alright that looks like enough of ya. Sit down and we'll get started"
The pegasus beckons each of you to sit down.


"Hail and well met, friend pegasus!"


I have a seat, carefully adjusting my hat. "Of course. What kind of adventure is this?"
Rolling to inspect what him, what does he look like?

Rolled 4 = 4


Sit down,

Rolled 1 = 1


"This adventure better be worth it, I didn't come for some basic dungeon exploring."
I sit down


The pegasus is a light shade of blue. His mane is short and somewhat wavy and brown in color. The cutiemark on his toned flank is a pair of eyes looking to the side

You fall flat on the floor, missing the chair completely

"It'll be worth it it believe me"
The pegasus takes a drink of his ale
"Now I won't lie, this'll be a bit of a goose chase. I'm not even sure where what I need is. But bring it back to me, and I'll give ya riches you couldn't even begin to imagine."
He pulls out a piece of paper and lays it flat on the table


"A quest of much import, I am sure, but tell us, o pegasus, your reasons for casting far and wide for as well-armed and honored a party as this."


I take out a cigarette and light it.
"Riches beyond our own imagination? Why, tell me why I shouldn't believe that's a mere fabrication?"


"Let's see how much of a goose chase this is then."
I take a look at the map


"Well, if its worth it too you, then I'll be glad to help. " I wait for him to explain further, while admiring that flank. rolling not to get noticed.

Rolled 3 = 3


I climb back up onto the chair.

"So, why goats, then?"


"When you see what it is you're going after, you'll understand"
The pegasus notices your stares. He gives you an indifferent look but shifts his rear a bit out of sight
You see that it is not a map at all. In fact it is a page torn from a kid's storybook. It details a legend of a book lost for ages

"It's an old nanny's tale. A book whose pages are said to be the most divine tasting thing ever to have existed. It's enchanted with flavor beyond mortal comprehension and replaces each page as it's torn out."
He gives a sly smile
"I need you goats to find it for me. Bring it back in one piece, and I'll give you more gold than you ever could imagine. I'll even let you sample a page."


"Ah, a quest for a relic of the gilded ages! I have read much about such wonders. No doubt it is in the hands of some foul wizard or dragon as we speak.

"I happily accept the quest for such a treasure!"


"You called us in for a fairy tale? While I have my doubts that this exists, there could be some truth to it. I'll accept your quest."


I stare at the page for a bit.

"I dunno…this book seems a heck of a lot better than just a bunch of gold…"


I smile at this simple task. "Well, naturally it will be found in some kind of uptown library. Oh, Oh I know just where to go! The grandest and oldest library in the land! Naturally located in the most fashionable city as well." I say excitedly at the thought of seeing such a place.


"Good son, good. Glad to hear you're on board."
"While I don't know exactly where it is, I can at least point you off in the right direction"
He pulls out a map and places it on the table
"Canterlot to the north has a library full of books. I find it hard to believe you wouldn't find something about the book there. And I've heard ruins of a holy temple to the south hoarding all sorts of old texts. I can only afford to send you to one place though, so you gotta choose."

A barmaid rolls out a tray and places a drink in front of each party member.
In the background, the drunken patrons start to get louder and rowdier


I stare at him in disbelief, dropping my cigarette.
"…A foal's tale? What are you, droll? You can't possibly be serious! This is… this is frivolous!"
I drop my head against the table.
"…you are. Wonderful. Magnificent. I don't even care to rhyme anymore. Will you at least be fronting an expeditionary fund? I am in… much need of provisions."
I take my drink and down it.


"But I liked the rhyming."


"No, a nanny's tale. One about a delicious book that nobody else but goats will care about."
He narrows his eyes
"600 bits now, unlimited bits later. I guarantee you this is very real"


I take my drink and sip it, finding it to be bitter and foul tasting. I set it to the side, motion for the waiter to come closer and whisper to the waiter. "could you bring me something with a little less bite dear? I'm sure you can fins something with a sweet flavor back there.."

"Comrades, we simply must go to Canterlot! Its a once in a life time chance. just imagine all the new ideas I will get there.." I stare off lost in the idea "Besides, the old temple might be in ruins, and have no books."


"That is quite the sum!

"But why do you want this book?"


"Seems obvious that a book rumored to be the most delicious thing ever would be in a temple, and if not there's whatever other relics we can find."


"You are, after all, no goat. And, as you are quick to say, only goats would want such a tasty and useful item."


I immediately perk my head up.
"S- Six hundred… Why, you have a deal! No library shall remained unplundered!
…Now, mayhap we have our funds now, even just a feel?"


I blink.

"That sounds like a lot. Why so much for something you wouldn't even eat?"


"Hold on now, unlimited bits? How could you even fund that?"


"Right away sugar~"
The barmaid winks at you and leaves, coming back with with a mug of sweet cider
"Seems a little light for a strong billy like yourself!"
The pegasus puts on a flat expression
"I need it for research. I'm sure this book has some kind of holy enchantment on it and I'm dying to see what"

"Just as soon as you ready to leave, it's yours"


"Un-unlimited bits?"
rolling to not faint

Rolled 1 = 1


"A book that regrows its own pages could feed a lot of hungry goats. That's all I'll say for now"

You fall out of your chair and land face first in the barmaid's rear


I turn to the barmaid,
"Barmaid, bottle of absinthe and a dripper! Be fast about it and I'll be quite the generous tipper!"
I light another cigarette.


"Ah, then, it is for science and the arts! Say no more!"

"Gentlegoats, I suggest we begin our preparations immediately."


"Oh, I'm so sorry. dear!" I dust off her outfit and make a point to help her up. "Oh, your mane is simply divine. What do you use on it?" I smile at her and take my cider.

rolling to be charming.

Rolled 9 + 2 = 11


"I thought you had to be a unicorn for that. Besides, how did a pony hear about a goat tale in the first place?"


"I like the way you think. Fellow adventurers, I say we head out asap."


>And I've heard ruins of a holy temple to the south
should be I've heard rumors. sorry

She blushes smiles excitedly
"Oh, imported conditioner! T-Thank you for noticing~"
She swoons a bit
"Sorry… abwha-? I've never heard of it."
"Since when have holy relics been exclusive to unicorns? And goat tales aren't exactly hidden from us ponies, just… very uninteresting to us."

"Now then, have you decided where you're headed?"


"We must head for Canterlot — the city of chivalry! There we can ask the sage minds of the Royal Court about the book, and we may gain the patronage of the fair Celestia."

I look around at this crowd. Are there any particularly large and drunken ponies amongst them?

Rolled 1 = 1


You down your drink and look around for a large drunk pony
You find one. He's large and toned and staring right at you, winking.


"You there, knave! I am in need of a squire, and you seem large and imposing enough to serve on the field of honor. Repent your ways and come with me at once!"
in other words, Command

Rolled 1 = 1


I scowl.
"Feh. The strongest alcohol you have, then."
I turn to the pegasus.
"I vote for Canterlot, for there are many places we can tend."


"I say those ruins, at the very least there has to be some ancient artifact to make it worthwhile."


"I simply insist on gong to Canterlot."


[Paused due to horrible internet]


STORY SO FAR: Our party of goats answered an ad for adventure. They agree to find a magical book with delicious pages for a pegasus whose name they don't even know. Everyone now has 600 bits as starting payment, except for Clarence who started with 900. Unlimited bits are promised upon return. AND THEN PERSEO STARTED LOOKING FOR A GOOD TIME

"Right away hun!"
The barmaid leaves and quickly returns with a mug filled with the blackest substance you've ever seen. It has the consistency of syrup of smells of death

The pegasus turns his head to the tavern entrance and whistles. "Canterlot!"
A pony standing near the door nods and quietly walks outside.
"That nice stallion'll be waiting outside for ya. Try not to keep him waiting will ya?"

>double 1
The large drunk stallion leans against you. "Mmmm I'm yours to command master!"
You climb atop his back and yell CHARGE! You then proceed to ride the stallion around the tavern, muttering incoherently about striking down evil in the name of the sun.
Maybe you're naive, or maybe you're a lightweight and that one drink was all it took to intoxicate you, but it just doesn't sink in that this stallion isn't actually under your command. In fact, it's almost definitely the second reason.
The pegasus laughs and tosses you your bag of bits, which you manage to catch and pocket. "Hey fuzzy, I'm not payin ya to play cowboy!"

The stallion comes to a sudden stop, sending Perseo flying into a group of drunk patrons. Something pushes him off and Perseo hobbles back to the party.

"Whhhaaat the fffuck is wrong with you goat?" A large drunken diamond stumbles up to him. "Don't you knnnow better than to fuchk with shomeone bigger than you?"
Four ponies walk up behind him, each with weapons drawn and in equally foul moods.
"IIIIII'm gonna kick your assesesss!"

Combat begins now!


"Treachery most foul! To arms, my comrades!"
I headbutt the diamond dog right in the testicles — don't want to kill any bar patrons, even if they are evil, treacherous minions of Grogar!

Roll #0 4 = 4


"Aw, come on! I can't shoot these guys!"

I charge the leader and bury my horns in his gut.

Roll #0 8 = 8


I draw my sliver blade, holding dramatically in the air while I stand poised ready to strike. "I do not wish to fight with you, but if you force my hooves then I will oblige you kind sir, and I will not go easy on you because of your state of mind."



Roll #1 7 = 7


I drink a large gulp and try to enj-
…Whelp, never mind.
"Can't you hooligans try not to kill each other for one day?
Is there really no other way?
We all die in the end,
Why try to rush to that bend?
Or that sharp steel,
Thrusting into you and causing you to keel?!
Life is suffering,
Death is suffering,
What reason do you have,
For wanting to choose between these two halves?!"

Roll #0 8 + 2 = 10


"Haven't even walked out the door and already there's trouble."
I cleave the four ponies with the flat end of my greatsword to knock them out

Roll #0 5 = 5


The diamond dog takes a step back and you stumble. He takes the opportunity to knee you right in the face,

Your aim is much better. The diamond dog winces and you slam straight into him

Your words fall on deaf ears. One of the ponies charges you and you give him the gift of pain by smacking him with the side of your sword

"I… I can take it! What am I doing with my life?!"
One of the ponies slams into a wall, intent on ending his life. He only manages to knock himself right out.

You swing with all your might, but you're just a tad bit too far away to hit anything


I twirl around and slice an unsuspecting attacker from the side. "Watch your step dears!~" I say as I prance a bit with my steps.

Roll #0 6 = 6


"You would attack a fallen knight?! Shame on you, foul beast!"

I try to inspire my comrades with a noble song of chivalry.

"Brave, brave Sir Pumpkin Squash faced the giant shrew,
He charged the rat with his mighty lance, and struck his mark true,
And all the maidens fair and plain swooned for him that day!
But he did not fall for any mare, for Sir Pumpkin Squash was gay!"

Roll #0 7 + 2 = 9


I attempt to knock out the three remaining ponies with another cleave

Roll #0 6 = 6


I jump up and bounce around on his shoulders.

"Why are we doing this? Can't we have more fun outside?!"

Roll #0 9 = 9


"Feh, weak willed egotist,
Unable to exist,
Neither in life nor death,
A life of misery and sorrow until your last breath!"

I draw my dagger and strike one of them.

Roll #0 10 = 10


You twirl just in time to dodge an incoming pony. The wound you leave on his side is almost pretty!

Your song gets your party pumped to fight, as well as get a few onlookers laughing.
+1 to rolls next turn

You swing your sword and give each pony a smack on the face. It's enough force to knock each of them out

"Get off me youuuu horneded fffuck!"
You jump on the diamond dog and keep him from moving

Your dagger flies right for the diamond dog's face. The damage done isn't enough to kill him, but painful enough to make him pass out

All enemies are down

The rest of the drunken patrons have gathered around the party. Some of them get excited for some action of their own and start swinging at other. Before long, the whole place is in one big brawl. Fighting ponies surround the party on all sides! None of them have their attention on you, but they are blocking the exits.


"Ye gods! A general melee!"

I use word of power to condemn the fighting and return the bar to peace.

"Cease your fighting, one and all!"

Roll #0 5 + 1 = 6


I try to shove my way through them.
If that doesn't work, GOAT CHARGE.

Roll #0 6 = 6


I get as close to the exit as I can, and use Barrier of Protection to push anyone blocking it out of the way

Roll #0 9 = 9


Try and navigate my way over them and out a window.

Roll #0 10 = 10


I get up on a table and tap an empty stein with a spoon to make a sound that rings through the whole room. "Gentle men, Please. Calm yourselves. This is a day for celebration, not brawling. Please make your selves civil at once!"
persuasion roll.

Roll #0 5 + 2 = 7


Your words reach the ears of a single pony. He immediately stop fighting, The second he does, however, a stray stool hits him in the head and knocks him out

You manage to squeeze through the ponies to the exit. You are now outside

You push the fighting ponies out of the way with your wall. A slight breeze passes you as you each the exit. The barrier fades as soon as you leave, as you are no longer there to maintain it. You are now outside

You jump over the heads of the ruffian ponies and gracefully jump through a window.
You are now outside

A few of those fighting hear you and calm down. There's still plenty of brawling happening and the exits are still blocked. +1 if you try to escape


"No! I shall not let you fall this day!"

Rolling to grab hold of the pony who was knocked out and drag him outside with me.

Roll #0 10 + 1 = 11


"Well, that was…more fun than I thought!"

I sit down and look back inside the window.


I give a sneer to the ponies inside and light a cigarette.
Were we payed or do we have to go back inside?


I look for the pony that the pegasus said would be waiting for us


You effortlessly drag the pony outside. It's almost as if the barricade of fighting ponies parted just for you!

Outside are two ponies hooked up to a carriage. One of them is the stallion the pegasus who hired you was talking about. Clarence is still inside.

The ponies are still inside. The fight is still going on.
Oddly enough, the pegasus is nowhere to be seen.

Everyone got their bag of bits. 600 bits


Lets get out of this disastrous area.

Roll #0 3 + 1 = 4


"Wake up, good pony!"
I try to wake him up.

Roll #0 4 = 4


You stumble through the wave of fighting ponies. They shove you around and you can even feel a hoof slap your flank, but you make it out eventually without any real damage.


You shake the pony a bit, but all he does is snore.

The two ponies attached to the cart give impatient glares to the party.
"Are you goats ready or are you still looking for more innocents to slap around?!"


I give him a glare and climb into the cart.



"Oh my!" I go over to my friends and see Perseo trying to wake a pony.
"Oh, a heart to mend? Let me handle this!" Rolling to heal the pony.

Roll #0 2 = 2


I get into the cart.


You place your hooves on the pony and concentrate to heal. You end up pressing down too hard and leaving a bruise.


"A knight's quest waits for nothing! Nothing except justice, that is! And I cannot leave this kind-hearted, noble pony here, where any witch or Grogar-worshipper might find him…."

I drag the pony into the cart with us. Surely he'll appreciate this.

"A kind gesture, dear priest, but this pony needs the sort of medical attention only Canterlot can provide, I'm sure."

"Alons! To Canterlot"

Roll #0 8 = 8


One of the ponies turns his head back towards the carriage
"This is a one way trip, got it? Once we drop you off you're on your own."

You lift up the large passed out stallion and dump him into the carriage.


"Oh, simply disastrous! I can't leave this pony like that!" Let me try once more! I concentrate and say a prayer to pinkie pie, as I use heal once more.

Roll #0 5 = 5


A pink light emanates from you and the bruise slightly fades.


"Do you always talk like that?"

I hop in the cart.


"I speak with the voice of honor!"


I say nothing, merely taking more drags of my cigarette.


"You speak with a voice of silly words."


I hop in the cart and look after the stallion. "I simply must try again to right this wrong.." Heal once more.. '1d10'

Roll #1 2 = 2


"A knight's words are not silly! They are the words of love, truth, and justice!"


You make the same mistake and add another bruise to the poor large stallion.

The two ponies begin pulling, and the party travels north to CANTERLOT!

The journey takes almost two days. In the meantime, the unconscious pony wakes up. Bewildered and confused, he makes no movement. He doesn't even speak. He just enjoys the ride and hopes none of the armed goats who kidnapped him intend on slicing him up.

It is the afternoon when the party arrives in Canterlot.
"You're on your own now kids!"
The two ponies nod and the party and ride off.
Everyone now stands in the middle of the city. Various food shops and homes line the street they are on.


"Now that'd we're in Canterlot, what are we doing with this pony we took?"


"Oh, indeed! Truth, Justice and love are fantastic things, no one should make fun of them! For those who underestimate the power of love will be doomed to suffer~" I say in a sing song tone.


The large muscular pony shakes as he hears you speak.
"P-Please… just don't kill me. I don't even have any bits on me…"


"Oh, we're here!" I stare gaping at the city and check myself over, do I match, am I wearing the latest thing, how is my fur?!


"Friend pony, I am glad to see that you have recovered from your wounds.

"What you did in that bar was very brave. To set aside one's arms in the name of peace is far nobler than any victory on the field of battle.

"I am in need of a squire, and it is clear that you have the heart of a warrior. Come with me and join our quest for a relic of the elder days, when goats and ponies were made of nobler stuff.

"What say you?"

Roll #0 10 = 10


You will need to roll if you want me to answer that


"Kill you? No, we just couldn't leave you passed out alone! You're free to go home now."

Roll #1 4 = 4


"Kill you? I have no idea what you're talking about,"


"A-Are you sure…?"
The pony begins slowly backing away until he hears >>161959
Something about your words just makes sense to him. He suddenly feels nothing more than to be a squire under your command.
"Y-Yes! I will do anything to serve under you, master!"
The pony kneels at your feet. He is now yours to command!


"Wow, you really are good at talking to ponies…"


You have you evening kimono on with the sash from your morning kimono around your waist. Your hair is a little out of place.


'1d10' for looking good

Roll #1 2 = 2


"Arise, young, er…"

"What is your name, my squire?"


"Love? Love is a construct for those too weak to face the realities of their suffering. A momentary respite to distract themselves from the truth of their bothering."
I light a cigarette.
I also smack my face.
What band of idiots have I bonded myself with…


"B-Boulder, sir!" He rises up.
"At your command!"


Oh good, I just fix that up, and then look around at all the fancy things to do.. "This library thing isn't a rush order is it? We have time to look around right?"


I used >>161961 for that roll


"You take an unconscious pony and recruit him, taking him away from whatever life he had? Well now that we've got him taken care off, let's head off to that library."


just ignore it then, sorry for double roll


"Ah, very good!

"But we must get you outfitted at once! A sword and shield, at least, to keep the legions of the damned at bay…

"Can you swing a sword? Or write a tune? What are you good at, my boy?"


"It was the power of love that recruited him! He wanted to fight by our side for the right of everypony to love who they desire!"


"Geez, weh nyou put it that way it sounds like such a downer."


"Well… I can handle myself around the shadows well enough! I uh… don't have any equipment on me at the moment though. I'm sorry master!"
He kneels

Boulder is a rogue


"Sounds more to me he didn't want to die if he he refused, since he was scared to death when we woke up."


Boulder turns to you.
"Scared, yes. But now I care nothing but to help master on his adventure."


"Are you really surrendering your free will to this ponce?"


"Yes, 'twas fear, no doubt! Fear of the death of the courage in his heart! Fear of the wasting death of cowardice and shirking in the face of evil!"

"Boulder — 'tis a fitting name! You shall be the rock upon which we build our deeds, young sir!"

"But first we must find a blacksmith and get you some armor."


"Don't you have somewhere else to be?"


"Ah, you felt so inspired that you gave you life to Perseo! How marvelous!" I search in my bags for a nice accessory to give him for the occasion.
ooc: rolling because I don't know what would look good on him/ what he looks like

Roll #0 5 = 5


"P-Ponce?! Watch what you say about my master! Only a skilled adventurer could speak such words as he!"

"Yes! I have an adventure with my master to start on. Onwards!"

"Anything to help me serve you better!"

You see a sign pointing two different ways. One is to the market district, the other to the upper district


"You should have some dignity at least, you're talking like a slave."


You place a cute bow on his head. It's… a little too large.


"To the market district! A penny saved may be a penny earned, but a saved penny does no good against the spears of the wicked!"


Rolling to not find this hysterical.

Roll #0 10 = 10


"I'm no slave! I chose to serve!"

You make your way to the market district. From where you stand you can see various shops and carts. A book store, a weapons and armor shop, fruit carts, a small toy shop, a music shop, and a clothing shop all catch your eye.

You have never seen anything as unfunny as this. You don't even crack a smile.


"How darling!" I smile to myself.
"Agreed, lets do some shopping!" I head to the market district.


"He speaks with the intelligence of a buckling! How could you possibly listen to his bamboozling?!"
I groan and give up.
"Fine… be content in your slavery."


"Sir Harvest Blossom also wore a ribbon in his hair, 'tis said. His enemies laughed, but they did not laugh when he slew the Dragon of Broken Hoof Pass."


You arrive next to Perseo and Boulder and see the same thing.


I trot over to the clothing store. "I'll be back in a moment boys!"


"Stand fast, o brooding one! You may think me the fool, but who is the true fool: The goat with love in his heart and honor in his bowels, or the goat who know neither?"

I find the nearest armor and weapons store.


"At least you're sticking to your master, that shows some honor in you."
I follow the others to the market district.


Inside the clothing store you see tons of classy apparel. Most of it is very new and very in style.

You arrive and see the same places to shop at.


You arrive in the shop. Various grades of weapons and armor line the walls and rack. Everything looks quite shiny.
"What can I help you find?" says a young pony standing behind the counter



I immediately head to the weapons and armor shop.


I enter the weapons shop


You see the same thing as >>162011 and are greeted as well.


You too arrive at the shop. Everything looks quite tantalizing.
I suggest rolling if you're looking for something specific


Oh, I simply must find something charming to impress nothing to much, but something that will show off my style… '1d10' to find a new hat.

Roll #1 8 = 8


I suppose I begrudgingly follow him.


"Greetings, shopkeep! As you can see, I am a knight-errant. I have just taken on a squire, and we need to outfit him properly so that he may wrestle with demons and witches and emerge unscathed.

"A sturdy shield, sword, and leather armor should do the trick."


Y-You too enter.


I inquire about any special bolts he might have.


I look for what swords or greatswords they have

Roll #0 10 = 10


You find a simply fabulous hat with a lovely floral print on it. It's quite trendy!
Pay for it manually

"Of course!"
He gathers each item and places it on the table.
"500 bits for the lot of it!"

"We got bolts that set stuff on fire, bolts that make stuff go boom, bolts that'll make you sick inside out, and bolts that'll knock anything right out!"

You manage to find a LARGE and SHINY greatsword. Wow it's shiny!
Lowers cleave critfail range by 1


"A preposterous price!"

"Have you no honor, sir? Have you no love for a knight on a mission from the Holy Sun?!"

word of power to get a discount or something

Roll #0 2 = 2


"Now this is a fantastic weapon. Shopkeeper, how much for it?"


I look around for anything sinister looking. Maybe a… kris. Yes, definitely a kris.

Roll #0 9 = 9


I nearly squeal with delight and pay for it gladly. "Oh, this is simply the perfect thing "
is 50 bits about right?


"Ooooh. They all sound like fun. How much for each?"


"No sir, I have no honor!"
He smiles

"For that beauty? 600 bits is the lowest I can go."

You find a black kris. It's not exactly special, but it's dark like your soul.
100 bits

Sorry sugar, it's 2trendy for that pleb price! The tag says 300 bits

"I can give you a bundle of 20 for about… 150 bits each."


pay for it anyway, you can't be too picky with fashion!


"You have yourself a deal."
I pay for the sword


Perhaps I can find something even better.
I keep looking.

Roll #0 10 = 10


"Very well. Honor demands that I provide young Boulder with the accoutrements of knighthood."

I pay them pony and leave for the square.

Roll #0 1 = 1


You open up your coin purse and find… you've only 500 bits?!
Oh no, someone must've snatched a few in all the commotion at the tavern! Do you still want it?

You have yourself a new greatsword. Also, you're now broke!

You pay your 500 bits, leaving you with 100. As soon as Boulder equips his stuff the clerk boots you out the door. You land flat on your rear outside.

You notice something about that kris that you didn't see before… it seems to sparkle in the light!
+1, still 100 bits you butt


No, I'll leave this shopkeeper alone for now.
I pay for the kris.


"Hmmm. I'll take…the boomy bolts and the fire bolts."


You are now 40 bolts richer, and 300 bits poorer!

The kris is now yours, leaving you with 500 bits


What?! This is terrible! I explain the situation maybe she can lower the price for me? I complement her up and down, and say her mane is the finest I've ever seen, it simply matches her eyes so perfectly.
rolling to persuade.

Roll #0 9 + 2 = 11


You strike up a lovely conversation with the shopkeeper about fashion and manestyling.
Her adoration gives you a DEEP discount! It's now 50 bits


"Yet another example of the infestation of evil that plagues this land! There simply is no love here, in the heart of the city! More wealth, more problems. We must move carefully."

I wait for our companions and show Boulder a few of the tricks with a sword I picked up from all those novels.

Roll #0 7 = 7


I leave the store and meet up with everyone else


I depart and search for a book store of some kind, or perhaps a shop that would be willing to sell me objects of necromatic power.

Roll #0 8 = 8


I smile, kiss her hoof, pay for the hat, and promise to come talk to her next time I'm in town.


I meet up with the others, donning my new hat.


There is indeed a book shop, and you do indeed enter it! The clerk ignores you as you enter and keeps to the novel she's occupied with.

He picks up a few techniques. Not bad for a rookie!

You lose 50 bits and gain a new hat, heaving you with 450.


Ignore her as well and look for tomes on necromancy.

Roll #0 3 = 3


You find a coloring book with a bunch of skeletons on it. Some of the pages are already colored.



I walk over to the clerk.
"Excuse me, by chance would you have any tomes of necromancy, however few that may be?

Roll #0 5 = 5


She looks at you and gives a confused look.
"We have uh… biology books? That's as close to books about dead bodies as I can think of."


"Oh, hello there!" I wave excitedly and trot over to you. "You will not believe the hat I just picked up. Just look at this design!" I point out my new hat. " Its absolutely the newest thing! Did you find what you wanted?"


The remaining party members stand in the center of the shopping district. There are still the stores listed >>162000
Though it's getting closer to night time by now, a few resident ponies still walk about


"Nice hat. And yes, I found a new greatsword."


"Oh, how wonderful! It just feels good to have something new doesn't it?" I am still beaming from getting my new hat.


I sigh and an evil frown comes to my face.
"Alas, another fruitless effort…
Not worth the energy I exert,
What is the point in continuing my search?
When I know all I will happen is a continual lurch?
Trotting along in life,
Filled with infinite disappointment and strife,
I ask, what is the point of continuing with this task,
When I know by the end of the day it will all come to drowning in a cask?
Escaping my woes,
Until the day I go!"


Roll #0 2 + 2 = 4


Stop one of the ponies wandering around and ask for directions.

"You there! Stand fast! We require your aid. We are on a quest of great import, and we require the patronage of your Princess. How do we get to the Royal Court from here?"


All you end up doing is making yourself depressed. Maybe it's all these books?
You leave the store and join the others.


"Yes it does, although I have to wait before I can test it out."


You corner and old mare walking by. Your sudden appearance startles her and causes her to jump back.
"Oh your scared me boy!"
She gives a sigh of relief. "I don't know nothing bout no food court!"

The mare seems to be slightly deaf


"No, not a food court, my dear spinster, but the ROYAL Court! Where the Princess holds audience!"

Roll #0 9 = 9


"Well, I'm certain it will come in handy when we have trouble down the road. " I pat Tindeth on the shoulder.
rolling to see if I can hear this shouting.

Roll #0 10 = 10


"Oh! Why didn't you say so? It's down past the upper district. That's where all the fancy shmancy schools and castles and rich folk stay"

You hear everything. He has a certain passion in his words, as if he's on an urgent mission


"It seems our comrade has found a heading for us!"
I go over to him


You've also heard the mare's response


I thank him and bounce out.


I follow


You join the others

You join Clarence and Perseo
The old mares looks at the three of you funny
"Well? Is that all?"


"Oh, yes! Thank you maim! Forgive my partner for being so rude, he's simply a passionate man. " I say loudly enough that she can hear.

To the others I say. "Should we go to the library now?"


"What did you say now, funny-talker?"


"Yes, please. Let us be off!"
I give a disgruntled snort.


"Yes, we should head over to the library if everyone is finished shopping."


"I asked for directions to the court of the fair Celestia. We may petition her for aid in our search for the magical book of feasting."

Roll #0 3 = 3


"No need to be so down, Pinkie can turn your frown upside down!" I say a prayer to pinkie for an idea to cheer up this grumpy goat.

Roll #1 3 = 3


While the party decides their next course of action, a cloaked goat can be seen walking down the market district. The goat, whether intentional or simply by careless mistake, bumps in to Clarence, knocking him to the ground.


You begin your prayer, but are immediately knocked to the ground by >>162102


I look completely off guard by the sudden goat on top of me. "Oh, are you the answers to my prayers?" rolling to see how embarrassed I get.

Roll #0 9 = 9


The old mare gets weirded out by the fact that you're still around her. She scurries off while Happyhorn has your attention.

Your cheeks remain unflushed. You are not embarrassed.


"Please, what do you hope to accomplish? You think that stupid pink pony can soothe my anguish?"


I step back and look at him and the rest of the group.
"I doubt it. It's odd seeing so many goats all in one place here. Are you all tourists?"


"You prayed for another goat? Aren't there enough here already?"


"You could say that, we're on our way to the library."


"We are a fellowship of goats, on a mission to find a holy relic: The Book of Many Pages. Legend states that one may eat any page from it, only for it to grow anew."

Roll #0 2 = 2


I raise an eyebrow.
"The library? This is a big city, I am sure there is more than one."

"Really now? Mind if an extra pair of horns joins your group?"


"No, I prayed for something to cheer up Goatsburg. I wasn't expecting someone." I get up and dust off my hat before replacing it on my head.
"I'm Clarence. " I hoof shake him eagerly and give him a small hug.

Roll #0 8 = 8


"Pray tell, are you sane? Much unlike the lunatics I am stuck with, like an annoying chain?"


Your hoof strays a little with the hug, but it is otherwise a normal hug.

It is now 8 at night. A few of the shops are beginning to close up


I return the hoofshake and break the hug when I feel his hoof stray.
"Erumal. Is Goatsburg the one that looks like a hipster corpse?"

I smile.
"Sane? I'm perfectly sane."


I offer him a cigarette as a sign of good will.


"Oh, dear look at the time! We'd best hurry or the library will be closed!" I head to the fancy section of town.


"Its starting to get late, we best hurry before the library closes."


"You are more than welcome to join us, friend goat!"

"I am Don Perseo de la Planta, knight-errant and crusader for love and justice. And this," I gesture to the pony beside me, "is Boulder, my squire."


"He sure is. He likes to rhyme too!"


The two of you arrive in the upper district. The royal castle stands tall in the distance, past the upper district.

Around you are various upper-class houses. A bit further down you can see what looks to be a chapel, and even further a large academy.


"Uh, thanks."
I slip the cigarette into my saddlebag, or whatever the goat equivalent is.

"Reallllllly now? A knight and a squire? How interesting. Are you questing for your liege?"

"Lead the way."


Head to the academy.


"Probably too late to check the castle, let's try the academy."
I go to the academy


>Are you questing for your liege?
"I have no liege but the spirit of the Holy Sun itself. It came to me one day as I tilled my field in a village in la Planta. As the heat of the sun beat upon my brow, a vision overcame me: The Sun told me to take up the sword and vanquish all evil in this world, and so here I am before you."

"Yes, to the academy! The Royal Court can wait until the morning."


"Are you sure you didn't just get bored? That sounds like it would be boring."

I follow.


You walk towards the academy. Many of the rooms look unlit. There are still a small handful of what looks to be faculty and students walking about.
Around you are what look to be student housing area, a building labeled as a cafeteria, and various buildings that lead to areas where various courses are taught.
To the back is a rather large building labeled 'Library"


"Not to sound irreverent, but are you sure that wasn't heat stroke?"
I follow the others to the academy.


"We wouldn't want to bother the princesses so late."


"Ahaha! You sound just like my sister!"


I head to the library.


"Good, the library's here. Let's get searching."
I enter the library.


The four of you arrive at the academy and see the same things as in >>162131


Go to the Library of course!


"I'm being serious. Are you sure you had enough to drink that day? Have you ever seen Celestia in person?"

I follow >>162142 in.


You approach the library intent on entering, but two guards standing in front of the entrance stop you from doing so
One of them looks you up and down and spits to the side
"Well well… what do we have here? What do you think you're trying to do boy?"

The both of you stop after seeing the guards prevent Sir Tindeth from entering


"Wait, weren't we supposed to look for a book in there…?"


I groan.
"What's the problem?"


"What are you two stopping us for? We have permission to be here! Just walk back to your barracks and look for the notice, I am sure it is there."
A Word In Your Ear to make them leave.

Roll #0 1 + 2 = 3


"I'm looking to do some research."


"The problem here, can muncher, is that this library is closed for renovations! If you ain't faculty or one of the Princess' goody good pupils, ya ain't gettin' in!"

The other guard sees your words as a threat.
"Get back you horned trespasser of a freak!"
She shoots a magic bolt at you, causing you to seize up and fall over helpless.
Roll to get up

"No way boy!"


"I'm in search of the knowledge of love! My fellow goats and I simply must enter. Oh, and trust me, I'm no boy If you know what I mean.." I place my hoof on the guard's armor "It has such a nice form to you, is that because of the armor, or are you naturally that shapely?"

Roll #0 7 + 2 = 9


"Well then, if this library is under renovations, is there another we can use?"

Roll #0 4 = 4


The guard you place your hoof on blushes bright red.
"N…no! S-Sory… goat…"
He looks around uncomfortably


The guard give a somewhat mean glare.
"I'm sure there's a bookstore downtown or something that your kind can parade around in."


"What is our plan, in any case? We can ill-afford to spend weeks or months scouring the library for any reference to the relic."

"What we need is help from some sage scholar in these halls."


I try to stand back up.
"Do you hate every race, or just goats?"

Roll #0 9 = 9


I pout a bit and say "Okay, you just do your job and 'i'll see you later~" I walk away and look around the back.


"And what do hope to achieve by denying us entrance?
Validation for your pathetic life?
A steady wage perchance?
Until your cut down by some lowlife's knife?
Your entire existence spent standing in front of a door,
Like some abhorrent eyesore?"


Roll #0 8 + 2 = 10


"Alright then, no use to stand here arguing with some thick headed guards."
I look around to see if there's a second floor entrance or something to the library.

Roll #0 9 = 9


"Guardspony, hold your tongue!"

"I am Don Perseo Lauraceae Laurales Magnolides Angio de la Planta, Knight-Errant, Spear of the Sun, and Guardian of Love and Honor. In the name of the holy sun I command you to answer my question: Who could help us with finding information about a very special book?"

Roll #0 1 = 1


You spring up to your feet without much effort.
"Heh, you calling goats a race? I call 'em a pest!"

Carefully slip away to the back of the library. It looks like construction is still going on back here. Some of the columns are broken in a strange pattern.

You follow Clarence and see the same thing. you also notice that the broken columns can be jump on and climbed to reach a window that was left open!

"Screw off you fuzzy horned ass!"

Both of the guards pause as your words sink in. Tears begin to form at their eyes, followed by full force crying. Both of them run off into the nearby woods. You assume some kind of unspoken suicide pact has formed between them.


"…wow, that was pretty mean, Goaty. Did you mean all that?"


"Good, we can get in this way."
I jump along the columns and enter the window

Roll #0 5 = 5


I give a low whistle as I watch them go.
"Amazing. I don't think we were properly introduced. My name is Erumal."
I extend him a hoof.


You jump up on a column and almost slip.
Roll again to continue up or change your mind


Continue jumping

Roll #0 5 = 5



follow him up. '1d10'

Roll #1 3 = 3


"Did I sound like I didn't?"
I reluctantly meet his hoof,

I enter the library.


"I dunno, it seems so…out there."

I follow him in.


You jump up the rest of the columns with uneasy footing, then flop in through the window.

You do the same, but your entrance through the window is far more harsh.
You crash into Sir Tindeth as he's jumping through, sending you both to the ground. The both of you land and tumble through the library floor.
Roll to see where you land


"Since they've shirked their duty, someone must protect this place from thieves!"

I enter the library and post Boulder at the door to make sure no one unsavory enters.


I follow him in.
"So you are a poet? How did you get roped into this quest?"


As in both Clarence and Tindeth roll



Roll #0 9 = 9


"Oh dear, this isn't a stylish entrance at all!"

Roll #1 6 = 6


Boulder dutifully stays stationed at the door.
The four of you enter the library. It is incredibly dark inside. None of you can even make out the shapes of the shelves.

You land right in front of the party. You even land on all fours!

You also land in front of the party, but on the ground and with a loud thud.


"The… employer, was offering an unlimited supply of bits."


I light a match and try to find a torch to light.

Roll #0 10 = 10


I light my torch.

Roll #0 7 = 7


"Neither of you happen to be magic users, do you? I have absolutely nothing against the followers of Grogar."


I find a glowing accessory and wear it! '1d10'

Roll #1 5 = 5


"I have a moderate interesting in the necromantic arts, but I am not a conventional magic user, no."


"Grogar seeks to pervert and destroy life! His followers are evil to the last."

Roll #0 1 = 1


"I have to magic of healing. I don't know if that's what you mean, but I'll do my best to keep you patched up."


"I…uh..can raise dead things. That's about it."


You take your hat off and put it on backwards

Your light gives off a bit of light, but only enough to see a small area in front of you.

Your match somehow gives off enough light to match Perseo's torch! However there still isn't much light nor are there torches immediately visible.

You almost choke as you finish that sentence.

Suddenly a large figure appears down one of the aisles! It's too far away to be seen with the party's light, but its eyes do give off a bright red glow.


"The only magic I wield is defensive, and eve then its only for those I call allies."


"But no glowing horns? Pity. It would be a shame if this place caught fire.

"Sounds like Grogar didn't like what you said."
I see the large figure.
"Looks like it too."


I draw my kris but otherwise wait for the creature to approach us.


"Hey! Do you work here? We're looking for something!"


I draw my greatsword
"Identify yourself!"


"Sir Greenshanks slew the Necromancer of Hoofton with guile and stealth…"
I hide behind a book stack and put the torch out.

Roll #0 5 = 5


There is no answer

You stand behind a book stack… 3 books high. You are not very well hidden at all.

Whatever it is, it doesn't move. You can see it's eyes start to sparkle a bit.
After a few seconds, you feel a sharp pain in your head.


Whatever it is, I resist! Break line of sight and move behind a shelf!

Roll #0 1 = 1


"What are you? Tell us what you are, if you can speak."
Rolling A Word In Your Ear.

Roll #0 10 + 2 = 12


"Afraid we're an all goat party, no one glows here.."
I look around for a book.

Roll #0 2 = 2


"Hey! I asked you a question!"


You slip on a book laying on the floor and fall flat on the ground. You are now helpless AND your head hurts.

You hear a rustle from it, but there's otherwise no answer. Perhaps it can't hear?

It's hard to find anything when it's so dark in here!

The figure's eyes shine bright. It's becoming increasingly apparent that it isn't willing to talk.

Combat time!


"You guys look around for anything about that book we need to find, I'll keep whatever this is out of the way."
I use Barrier of Protection to wall of the thing away from us

Roll #0 10 = 10


I get up.

Roll #0 1 = 1


I try to find a way behind it before lighting my torch so I can get a better look at it.

Roll #0 2 = 2



Help him up!

Roll #0 9 = 9


I pull out my crossbow and shoot.

Roll #0 2 = 2


I call out for Boulder to rejoin the party.

I sing the Ballad of the Plowmaiden to inspire my friends.

"There once was a plowmaiden, strong and true,
Her heart belonged to the Lord of the Field,
She dug up a root and made a new brew,
Served it to the Prince and his heart she did steal"

Roll #0 1 + 2 = 3


You create a giant wall. The wall is so giant, that it blocks off everything in front of you. The only way is to the back, where the entrance is.
You will have to roll to maintain it and not take any other action if you wish to maintain

You slip on another book and fall flat on your face.

You are quickly cut off by Tindeth's wall. There is no way behind anything.

You arrow bounces right off the wall.

You extend a hoof to Goatsburg and help him up.


What a horrible song! the party looks visibly ill. -1 to all rolls next turn


"…much appreciated."
I strike the beast with my kris!

Roll #0 9 = 9


Whoops. Did Boulder hear me?

I give an inspiring speech, instead.

"Take heart, my comrades in arms! As long as our hearts are true and our ways are just, none can stop us! Not even some strange, dark force like this."

Roll #0 6 + 1 = 7


"This is shaping up to be a fun night. What now?"


"…huh. What do you all think that was?"


"Look through what books we can reach now, if there's nothing on the book we're after then we'll deal with this thing."
I keep the wall up

Roll #0 9 = 9


"Best stay on your guard, Erumal, lest that wall come crashing down and you find yourself unprepared against that beast's ministrations!"


"That one was not full of love my friend!" I shake my head and focus on the beast.
I draw my blade, the "to live" side is facing my left and the "to love" side is facing the right. Not that anyone can read it in this darkness.. I prepare to defend my friends if need be.

Roll #0 1 - 1 = 0


I take out my knife.
"Don't worry about me."


There's no way to strike at it with Tindeth's wall in front of you. Instead you toss a heavy book over. It lands with a loud thud on top of the beast.

Your speech puts a little pep in the party's step. +1 to all actions next round.

The wall stays strong. The beast and much of the library is blocked off behind it.

You get a little enthusiastic drawing your blade, carelessly making a large gash on both of your sides as you do. The pain is too much and you fall over helpless.


roll to get up.

Roll #0 4 = 4


If Boulder isn't back yet, I run and get him.

If he is back, I look around for a card catalog or collections guide or something.

Roll #0 3 + 1 = 4


"Are you sure you know how to use that?"
I heal him.

Roll #0 10 + 1 = 11


Do it again!

Roll #0 3 + 1 = 4


I look for an alternate path out and around the beast.

Roll #0 7 + 2 = 9


"Perhaps the wall is to big, prepare yourselves in case this fails."
I try to shift the wall to move closer to the beast and open up more of the library to us

Roll #0 4 + 1 = 5


You just don't have the strength to get up. Your sides are in too much pain.

Boulder somehow feels your desire for a card catalog and comes running. What he has is a book about collecting bugs.

All sorts of crazy colorful lights begin to surround Clarence's wounds as you mutter a strange prayer. He suddenly leaps back up to his feet as he feels his wounds close tight.

You hop up on top of the wall to get a better view of the library. There's very little light up here to make out a path.

You wall fades, and Happyhorn falls to the ground, landing on his feet.

The book flies up, then right back down, hitting you in the face.

The beast still stand before the party. The glowing in its eyes intensifies.


I hop up on top of the bookshelves!

Roll #0 4 = 4



Forget this!
I run around the wall and strike at the beast with my kris!

Roll #0 3 + 1 = 4


I throw a book at the beast in an attempt to blind it.

Roll #0 4 = 4


"Good effort, Boulder, but not what we need right now! It would be a large cabinet filled with sm-"
"Gah! Attack the beast, lad!"

I charge forward with my sword, as does Boulder (first roll for me, second for him).

Roll #0 7, 3 = 10


"We've held back for too long, and the beast has given no response."
I draw my greatsword and Power Attack the beast right in the head

Roll #0 9 = 9


I thank Erumal "Oh, what a wonderful spell! Simply marvelous form!"
I face the beast and jump on the book shelf to the left of him.

Roll #0 7 + 1 = 8


>+1 because racial
You try to jump up on a shelf, but can't quite get reach up there.

You instead charge at the beast. You suddenly stop as you feel something hit your head again.

Your book flies far and misses completely. You suddenly feel something hit you as Boulder >>162252 charges into you
Perseo however, slams into the beast with force. Loud rustling can be heard as his sword comes in contact.

You land on the shelf with very little effort! You are now above the beast.

You bring your greatsword down upon the beast with great force! As soon as it makes contact the beast seems to explode!

Bits of the beast rain down on the party. It's seems to have…. burst into treats? Wait is that candy?


I pop a piece into my mouth. Is it candy?


Fight through it! Strike this beast down!

Roll #0 9 + 1 = 10


I sniff at it and poke a piece.

Roll #0 1 + 2 = 3


"Wait, what?" I look at the candy that exploded from the beast. "Did we spend all that time fighting a giant pinata?"


Perfect, now to drop down on the beast and stab it with my pretty sword.

Roll #0 5 = 5


"A trap!"
Inspect the candy. Boulder also inspects the candy.

Roll #0 10, 5 = 15


>didn't read

I light another cigarette?


And by "inspect" I do mean "nibble."


It is indeed candy!

You light a cigarette like a champ. The taste is divine.

WOW this may be the best candy you've ever had! Boulder seems to be indifferent on its taste.

You land on where the beast was and run your blade clean through a book on the floor.

You pop a piece in your mouth and nearly choke!
DC4 to swallow it or spit it out

Two figures can be seen poking their heads out from behind a book shelf.


I remove my sword from the book and pray to pinkie pie, did she turn the beast into candy?

Roll #0 9 = 9


"Your candy golem lies slain and we emerge victorious! Show yourselves! "

Roll #0 9 = 9


"A pinata? All that panic over a pinata?
I start laughing and load up my bags with candy.


I turn towards the two figures.
"Who are you, was this thing yours?"



"…Did it really turn into candy, or are my eyes just deceiving me?"


"Who cares? Either one is perfect."


You hear a voice in your head speak
Hehe, nope! But candy is candy! Take some!

The two figures poke their heads out a little more. One is short and the other is much larger.

"We… we weren't finished with that."
The voice that speaks almost sounds upset.

It was indeed candy that came from it.


Light my torch again. Let's get some light in here.

Roll #0 5 = 5


Rolling to spit!

Roll #0 8 = 8


"What was it?"
I light my torch.


"You should have kept it in a more safe area if you didn't want people smashing it up then."


Throw a match at them to try and show who they are.

Roll #0 7 = 7


I nod, and scoop up some candy saving it for later. Candy is always good for surprises! "Who are you all talking to?"


'1d10' to spot the voices

Roll #1 5 = 5


You manage to hack out the candy. It lands straight on the floor.

You approach the figures with a dim torch. All you can see is a big floppy ear as the two figures disappear from sight.

You throw a match into the darkness. It lights up the area where the figures were, showing nothing but books.

There is no response.

The figures are gone


I cough.

"Wait..there are ponies living here?"


"This night is almost perfect."
I go looking for a card catalog that can tell me where I can find books about what we are looking for.


I also roll.

Roll #0 10 = 10


"Guess they got upset and left."
I look around for a history or myth section of the library

Roll #0 7 = 7


I looks around for a helpful book.

Roll #0 5 = 5


"Sorcery! Bah!"

I look around for a card catalog or collections guide again. I describe what I'm looking for — large cabinet with lots of little cards in it or a big book with lots of entries about books and stuff — to Boulder, and he looks, too.

Roll #0 4, 3 = 7


Eh, forget them.
I look around for a card catalog.

Roll #0 9 = 9


You find a complete listing of each category in the library. History, fiction, non-fiction, mythology, religion, spellbooks, royal army field guides, healthcare… EVERYTHING.

The both of you see Erumal find the listing.

Both of you as well as Boulder find a lovely collections of books for kids.

While the party searches, the front entrance swings open. The silhouette of a goat can be seen standing there.


"Ah, hello! You are goat, too?"


"I was the last time I checked."
I go to the mythology section and start looking for information about the book the group I joined is after.

Roll #0 4 = 4


"Wow! I don't think I've ever seen so many goats in one pace before!"


I start nibbling pages. Do any of them grow back?

Roll #0 3 = 3


"Hello, hello! It is good to meet you! My name Chev, I am here to look for magic book."

Kiss him twice, once on each cheek.


"Let's split the categories into one for each of us, we'll get through it faster that way."
I turn towards the goat who entered.
"Greetings, can I assume you're not part of the staff here?"


I greet the new comer enthusiastically "Oh, another goat! Greetings!"
"Great! which section should I take?"


You wander off into the darkness. It's very hard to see and you aren't sure if you're even heading in the right direction.
While you wander around you hear voices laughing.

You take a few bites out of an older book. Nothing grows back.


"What a coincidence, so are we! Where are you from, Chev? Your accent is strange."


You will have to retrace your steps to go back and say that


I follow Erumal.
Anything to get away from these lunatics…
Rolling to find something useful.

Roll #0 3 = 3


Nevermind then.


"Is good to meet you too, friend!"

Kiss him once on each cheek.


"Pick whichever one you like, I'm going to try history."
I head to the history section and look for anything about old books

Roll #0 7 = 7


We start looking for a catalog or reference guide again.

"Greetings, fellow goat! I am Don Perseo de la Planta, Knight Errant, Champion of the Sun, Sword of the Righteous! And this is my squire," pointing at the pony beside me, "Boulder."

Roll #0 3, 7 = 10


You stumble around in the darkness, nearly slipping on a book in the process. You manage to catch up to Erumal and also hear the laughter.

You follow Erumal and Goatsburg then branch off to the left. As you walk towards the history section, you feel something hit your head with a loud SQUEAK
Roll please.

The listing Erumal found was left in plain view for the rest of the party to see.



Roll #0 4 = 4


>The listing Erumal found was left in plain view for the rest of the party to see.
Oh, good.

I look for a listing for "legendary books," or "relics," or "magical books."

Roll #0 1 = 1


"You look like strong warrior! Caprastan also have many strong warriors, we kill many griffons!"

Kiss him once on each cheek, then go look for books.

Roll #0 10 = 10


..! "Oh, my! Are you a french a goat? I'm Clarence"
"I think that I'll try magical studies section.."


I check the listing on mythology.

Roll #0 6 = 6


I look for magical books.

Roll #0 2 = 2


Didn't I light my torch, or do I have to roll for that?
I silently pray to Discord and ask him to lead me to the books I am looking for.

Roll #0 3 = 3


…Try to find where that laughter is coming from!
I hate laughter!

Roll #0 9 = 9


"No, no, I from Caprastan! You dress… very interesting, by the way. Very, uh, chic!"


You feel another bump on the head and another loud squeak. This time the squeak is loud enough to be heard throughout the entire library. When you look up you barely manage to catch a glimpse of something hopping off the top shelf towards the back of the library.

The listing looks threatening! You quickly cut it to pieces. Surely that thing was possesed by evil!

You give a much longer than normal kiss, and head off towards Erumal and Goatsburg.

The listing is destroyed! You follow Chev though, he looks like a smart billy.

You are distracted by Perseo's outburst. Also his flank.

You mutter a prayer but suddenly stop as your cloak flips up over your head.

You can almost pinpoint exactly where it's coming from. It's in the back, that's for sure.


"Oh, Why thank you! This look is very in right now. Isn't it simply marvelous! And this lovely little hat. I just had to pick it up! It was so perfect, that lovely floral pattern. Oh, I could go on, but we mustn't doddle here.. That pair of voice from earlier could come back!"


"Must be whoever made that pinata."
I ignore them and continue looking around the history section for stuff that might give some information on the magic book

Roll #0 5 = 5


"What reason do you have for your laughter?
What joy is there in bother?!"
Continue trying to find the culprits!

Roll #0 2 = 2


"What was that? Come out, filthy dog!"
Get my bow ready before carefully going off to look for books on the magic book.

"You look like good friend, yes!"

Roll #0 8 = 8


Discord has made his will clear to me! I charge forwards until I hit something, then pick up the first book I see. Is the book at all useful?

Roll #0 10 = 10


I look around for that noise.

Boulder looks around, too.

Roll #0 2, 6 = 8


"Oh, Perseo.. The list was.. Oh, well. can get a new one dear its fine!" I try to focus on the laughing voices, and not blushing..

Roll #0 1 = 1


"I was reading that!"

I slink along behind Chev.


"'Twas possessed!"


"Of course it was.." I giggle a little at how cute he is.


[/s]You follow Chev as you talk[/s]

You reach for a large book on mythology. As your hoof makes contact with it, another hoof comes out from nowhere and lands on the book too. You look up and see a young goat smiling at you.
Suddenly suddenly, pies launch from behind the goat. In fact, many more than he could've possibly thrown himself fly out.
Erumal manages to dodge a pie flying at him with the grace and speed of a young kid.

A pie flies out and hits you right in the face.

You see a pie fly at you and jump out of the way just in time. It instead hits Happyhorn in the face.

Two pies fly from across the library, landing on both of your heads. Boulder remains unpied

Erumal and Goatsburg stand at the back of the library. In front of them are a young goat and what looks like a feminine buffalo laying on the ground, laughing themselves to tears.


"How could it have been possessed? It was paper!"


Out of nowhere, four more pies land directly on Clarence's head. His hat and kimono are now quite dirty!


"What is the meaning of this, buffalo and goat?"

Roll #0 10 = 10


You missed my post >>162357

Roll #0 1 = 1


Sorry I cut it and meant to paste it down lower. Forgot to paste!
You make a right turn, then a left, then another right, another right, then left again. It's so darn hard to see in here! You end up near the rest of the party.


"Explain yourselves right now!"


"Sir Button Hook the Jaundiced was famously beset by paper-demons! He only defeated them when he burned down the infernal forest from which the possessed paper came!"


I put the book into my bag.
"What's this then?"



PIE ON MY NEW HAT!?! I fume with rage and don't even bother to wipe it off yet. "SHOW YOURSELVES NOW! SOMEONE HAS TO ANSWER FOR THIS!"

Roll #0 2 = 2


"This place is like a maze in the dark."
I see that the others have been hit with pie.
"What happened here?"


I lick the pie off my face.

"I think I need to start going to libraries more."

I ignore Perseo and run up ahead.


"Gah! Pie ghosts!"


The goat and buffalo are almost laughing too hard to speak.
The goat manages to squeak out a sentence. "Hahahaha! Oh man the look on your face right now!"
The buffalo does the same right after. "Yeah! You guys look so silly, hahaha!"

Some of the pie drips off your hat and on to your face. Loud laughter can be heard in the back of the library.


"This is no-"
I stop to taste the pie
"This is no laughing matter! We are on a quest of great importance!"


I run back there jumping over or just kicking anything and everything out of my way. "I WILL GET YOU FOR THIS!"
+1 for goat agility?

Roll #0 1 + 1 = 2


I head to where I hear the laughing coming from.


I.. I..
Rolling not to completely flip out on them.

Roll #0 5 = 5


"I asked you what is the meaning of this! You answer!"

Roll #0 10 = 10


I nibble on the most undamaged pie I can find while looking for more books related to what we are looking for.

Roll #0 7 = 7


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You hop on up to the top of the nearest book shelf and start making your way towards where the laughter is coming from. As you hop to a shelf at the back, you lose your footing and fall face first into another pie laying on the ground.
The buffalo and goat see this and laugh themselves to tears

You are with the others in the back

You manage not to totally flip out, but you are still very visibly angry.

The goat giggles "Sure likes like a laughing matter to me! Pfffhahaha!"
The buffalo does the same. "Ain't that the truth!"

"The meaning is!… what's the meaning again?"
The buffalo turns to the goat with a confused look.

You feel like you already have something important enough, but the pie you find is quite delicious. You do see a gray unicorn sitting at a table behind the two on the floor. He looks like he's just seen the most absurd thing in the world.
pic related


"The two of you have made my night perfect, but it is getting late. Me and my friends should get going now."


"So it was you two who made the pinata then I assume? Now you may be having fun, we are on a mission. I ask that you refrain from pranks while we look around."

Roll #0 4 = 4


Well, chasing them in a bland rage didn't work.
Eat a bit of the pie and clean up then. How does it taste?


"Do you take joy in others suffering? Take pleasure in your wily tricks? Explain yourselves at once you pricks!"
I try to give the pair a menacing glare.

Roll #0 4 = 4


'1d10' if you need a roll.

Roll #1 8 = 8


"Who are you and what are you doing here? We are here in library to look for magic regenerating book!"

Roll #0 8 = 8


Rolling to locate the goat and buffalo.

Roll #0 3 + 2 = 5


>The goat giggles "Sure likes like a laughing matter to me! Pfffhahaha!"
>The buffalo does the same. "Ain't that the truth!"
"Well, heh, I suppose it is."

"We need help, though. We are looking for a magical book of infinite pages. Would either of you know of what we're looking for?"

Roll #0 6 = 6


It's banana cream! Made with fine imported bananas too!

You just manage to give them a goofy face. They both hold back laughter.

"For the party, duh! We weren't even finished with it! It was gonna have lollipop eyes and everything!"
The buffalo nods. "Yeah! We were even gonna have it held up by a string and we'd send it all flying everywhere like 'pschoooo'!"
The buffalo stands up and jumps around trying to mimic flight.

You followed Chev. He is in the back with the others, as are you. The two are right in front of you

The goat shrugs. "No, but Dreamy might know!"
He points to the unicorn at the table behind them

The goat hops up on top of the buffalo's back. "Aw, but the party's just started!"
The buffalo puts on a pouty face. "Yeah! And everyone knows parties are more fun with more people! Stay a while! Pleeeease?"

The unicorn glares at the book partially sticking out of Erumal's bag.
"Is that royal academic property in your bag? Are you even faculty? What are you buffoons doing trespassing here this late at night?!"
Erumal roll please


The goat gives you a weird look.
"Haven't seen anything like that! Lots of tasty ones though!"


"What would the faculty do if they knew the three of you caused so much damage to the books with these pies?"

Roll #0 8 = 8


Wait a minute…

"Bessy? Pommo? That you?"


"I apologize about smashing you're pinata, but again, you should have not had it in the open if it wasn't ready. Now, why is it that you're here anyways?"


"Oh, imported bananas! Well, of course its okay then.. " Since no one is looking anyway i'll just change into my evening robes and stash my hat away. After that I go to the back of the library in a much better mood, it was just a prank, and importing bananas for a prank shows class.
'1d10' to get to the back with out messing up this outfit as well.

Roll #1 8 = 8


I stomp my hoof on the ground and light another cigarette.
Damn hooligans.
"Feh. I'm done with you two."
I ignore them and try to find any information, ANY information on the stupid book we're looking for.

Roll #0 10 = 10


"You, unicorn! If you operate this library, do you know anything about book that can restore pages, so goat can feast until his stomach explode?"

Roll #0 3 = 3


"Hey! It's you with the girl germs!" Pomelo hops off and gives you a hover hug
Bessy perks up. "The one and… er, two and only! Uh… Happyhorny? Yeah, something like that! How have ya been?"
The unicorn glances in your direction. "Oh, how wonderful it is to see you, Happyhorn. Is that old crone in your gaggle of cud-chewing miscreants, too? This misadventure has all of her hoofprints on it."

All three of them pause and give uneasy looks.
The goat speaks up. "We had a whole lotta reading to do okay? What're you doing in here?!"

You successfully slide change and return without making a further mess of yourself.

You light up a cigarette and ignore EVERYTHING. You don't even notice Bessy and Pomelo making funny faces at you. You do reach down and find

"I don't operate anything in here, I'm a professor. But a book that restore pages… what about it?"

"I'ncidental damage in the apprehension of trespassers and THIEVES,' is what they'll think."
He tries to levitate the book out of Erumal's bag and towards him. Erumal quickly bops the book and it falls to the floor.

[Paused for now]


>You do reach down and find a
You reach down and find a tiny red vial. You inspect it and pocket it
Single use, removes a hit when smash against a party member




Last time on Goat Quest: Shortly after the party decided to head towards Canterlot, a slightly inebriated Perseo mounted his trusty steed for fun times. This led to a nasty fight with a few drunken patrons, which then escalated into a full on brawl between everyone inside the tavern.
The party escaped, dragging out a poor soul knocked out in the commotion. They then took the carriage that was waiting for them outside to their destination, taking (kidnapping) the unconscious earth pony along for medical treatment (hostage holding). Upon arrival, they set the earth pony free, only for Perseo to talk him into servitude.
The party did some shopping, Goatsburg caused a potential double suicide, and everyone trespassed onto royal academy property. Along the way they gained two new party members: Erumal and Chev!

The party now stands in the library of Celestia's royal academy. Sitting at a table before them are a small goat and a feminine buffalo (identified as Pomelo and Bessy by Happyhorn), and a grey unicorn (identified as "Dreamy" by Pomelo). Four lanterns surrounding the party and now lit, and the book found by Erumal now lies on the floor. It's cover clearly states "The Complete Equestrian Encyclopedia of Myths and Legends"

The unicorn looks at the party with an annoyed expression. "I'll ask you trespassers again, what about a page restoring book?"
He begins to levitate the book towards him.


"It is book that can regenerate pages! And all the pages taste very nice! We are looking for it, so we can feast until stomach explode."


"We were hired to find a book rumored to restore any pages that are torn out, and that it is the best tasting thing ever."


"It is an artifact of yore! A goat may feast upon its pages and never go hungry. Our employer suggests some payment or some such, but it will undoubtedly be of use to the hungry peoples of Equestria."


"Er, goats, that is."


"Trust me, if I had something that could explodes stomachs I'd give it to you without hesitation."

"Hired? Someone hired you break into royal property for a "tasty book"? What is your idiotic employer's name?"


"Book? Yes, we can get to that in a minute. First, you pranksters should know that you got pie all over my new hat!" I put a hoof to my head dramatically, rolling not to fall over '1d10'

Roll #1 6 = 6


"We are looking for it for our own reasons. Just go ahead and put that Myths and Legends book back in my bag, if you would."

Roll #0 7 + 2 = 9


A Word In Your Ear


"He only hired us to look for it, we came her on our own choice, figuring it would be the best to find any information on it."


>What is your idiotic employer's name?"
"It's, um….
"I forget, actually."


"You are very naughty horse with naughty friends. But is okay, you give us book about this myth if you don't have the book, then everything okay!"


You dramatically slap your hoof to your head. A bit too hard, but not too painful
Pomelo starts giggling. "I know! It's hilarious!"

"Oh, so you don't even know who hired you. Great"

"AND you're idiot by choice"

"I'm not letting you have school property!"

The book hangs midair for a second, then slowly starts levitating back to the unicorn again.
that will only work on a crit

"What sort of idiot pays a search party for a book. In fact… what is he paying you?"


"Our employer? Please don't make it sound so droll. He was just a kind pony looking for answers about an old kid's tale. No need to worry about him."


"A goodly sum of bits, but I'm afraid I don't remember much of that, either."


"I'm not quite sure where you are getting your ideas from, Dreamy. You accuse us of being thieves because we want to read a book that is in a library. Why, if there weren't a goat and a buffalo with you I'd be suspicious of your reasoning."


"Come on, please try give book if you know! I can read story for you if you want!"

Rolling for entertain

Roll #0 5 + 2 = 7


"Please, you have no idea how expensive that hat was! " I show them the hat, and the stains their pie left. "I may never be able to get those stains out!" I let a single tear fall down. "Its such a shame, it was the prefect thing.."


"May I ask why you're questioning everything? All we did was look around for a book."


"A lot of money for a foal's fairy tale. He sent you to die, I'm sure of it"

"Don't take me for a fool, goat. I've had quicker wits than you try to trick me in the past. You stole into this library, somehow getting past the guards, and you expect me to believe you to be just some commoner look for a bedtime story I've never even heard of?"

The goat walks up to you and gives you a hug. "I'm sorry… here!"
He takes off his robe and puts it on your head.

"Because this library is closed off to non-staff!"


The all three suddenly fix their eyes on your act. The book stays floating in place


I smile and hug him back. I can tell already he's a cute goat. "Aw, I forgive you!"
'1d10' for hugging.

Roll #1 7 = 7


"If you operate library, you like story, yes! If I tell story, you lend book okay?"

"There was once a very good goat, who lived peacefully. But then a nasty Diamond Dog come and take all his money and land. So the goat go to the Diamond Dog, cut off his head, throw his body into a well and have a big party. The end."

"You like?"

Roll #0 8 + 2 = 10


I give a small clap for this amazing story. "What a classic tale!"


You squeeze him tight and give him a nice hug!

Bessy and Pomelo sit on the floor in front of you, cheering and stomping their hooves.
Dreamkicker gives a sigh and puts a hoof to his head. "Just take it. Get out of my sight, the lot of you"


"What guards?"


"The ones supposedly guarding this place. Are you telling me those airheads left their posts?!"


"Thanks, Dreamy."
I put the book into my bag and head towards the exit. As I walk I call over my shoulder.
"Don't worry, we'll return it when we're done with it!"


I lightly applaud.
"Not bad."
"We saw no guards when we came in."


"Thank you, thank you!"

Kiss Dreamy once on each cheek.


I call again.
"Looks like it!"


"Thank you very much, Good Librarian and his staff! To the nearest inn! We must search this book for knowledge!"


"Take your time. Really"
He rolls his eyes

"I'll be informing campus security in the morning then. Can't have thieves wandering around every corner of school grounds."

The unicorn spits and pushes you away, saying nothing.



"Alright, I did see a handsome guard earlier, but I came in the back so I don't know what happened to him." I look kind of hurt at the last comment "Well, hopefully the book will help us, at least farewell you three.. Maybe you can invite me next time you have a party?" rolling to be extra charming. '1d10+2"



Roll #0 7 + 2 = 9


Bessy and Pomelo cheer and yell in unison. "YEAH! PARTY!"
Dreamy shakes his head


I wait for most of the group to get outside before speaking.
"Where are we going to be staying tonight?"


Chev now has the book by the way


"The inn? Is here anywhere else to stay in a city where we won't contract a disease of the skin?"


"We want to leave soon? We should find a hotel with proper roof! And if we are wanting luxury, running water! Yeah!"


"We'd have to find an inn, unless you prefer seeping outside."


"Oh, good! Just ask for the fabulous Clarence, accessory designer number one from goatsville! " I reach in my bag and find some matching accessories to give the three as a parting gift. A little blue bow with a wave on it, and s glittering gem for each of them. "You three be famous to each other!" after hearing their reactions I leave.


May as well start reading that book too

Roll #0 9 = 9


"I am sure there are many fine inns in a town such as this!"

Boulder taps me on the shoulder and hold up our purse.
"Uh, Don Perseo, after all you spent on my armor…"

"Oh, quite right! I'm sure a city as infested with villainy and evil in need of vanquishing as this has many inns of a more affordable value!"


"This is Canterlot. If we have the money we can each live like kings. If we don't have the money, well…"
Rolling to see where Erumal has been staying during the month or so he's been here.

Roll #0 9 = 9


Both Bessy and Pomelo put their bows and each other and begin gawking at how pretty they are.
Dreamy looks at you like you're an imbecile

You only need to turn a few pages before you come to a section about the book you are looking for.
It's a small section, barely a paragraph long with a small picture to accompany it.
It details that the book is a legend among goats for it's glorious taste and self-regenerating abilities. It also states that the book has been lost to time, though some reports tell of it last popping up in a battle at the Foal Mountains, to the east of Canterlot.

Of course you remember now! There's a large in just a little ways down, between the Upper and Market districts


"Oh! The book say we go East to Foal Mountains, they say magic book was last found there! Where we sleep tonight, though?"

Roll #0 7 = 7


I rejoin the others just in time to hear this.
"Oh, how wonderful! We should head there in the morning."


"…well if we don't have the money I now a nice enough place. Follow me."
I start walking towards the inn.


"Good, now we have some direction on where this book is."
I follow


"Yes, to the inn!"


I follow.


You walk down to the inn and go inside.
"Welcome! How many roo—"
The pony at the desk pauses as she makes eye contact with Erumal. Her eyes go wide and and her pupils start to swirl. She picks up every room key and dumps it on the table without saying a word.
"Anything you wish…"


"Oh, my!" I pick out a key to a larger room. "Are you feeling alright dear?" '1d10' to check her over.

Roll #1 6 = 6


How hot is this pony?

Roll #0 4 = 4


Her eyes are definitely not normal. Perhaps she's been affected by words from some outside influence!


I take a key to one of the better rooms and depart to it without saying a word.


I grab a key and head off to the room


"Thanks again, miss. We will be leaving in the morning so keep a few rooms ready in case me or my friends ever come back, alright? Oh, and bring each of us some dinner and something to drink, if you wouldn't mind."
I pick a room key out of the pile at random and turn to the others.
"Well, what time should we leave tomorrow?"


She has an orange coat and light red hair. Her face is okay, but you've seen cuter mares for sure!

You make your way up to the appropriate room, unlocking it then going in.

The mare nods and shuffles off. "Anything you wish…"


"It's good to see that you have such good friends in this city, Erumal! No doubt, it will come in handy."

"I'll take a key, please. Boulder, you shall sleep on the floor. No need to trouble the inn for more beds."


My own eyes go wide at this realization. She is giving us a free room, but if she's been enchanted it simply wouldn't be right to leave her that way..


Rolling to see if I notice Clarence notice that something is off.

Roll #0 2 = 2


Eh, never mind then.
Take a key and head off.

Roll #0 1 = 1


"Ah, excuse me, I just need a moment before going up to the room.."
Rolling to ask pinkie pie for help here. '1d10'

Roll #1 8 = 8


Pray to the stars above that this band of idiots stops being a band of fucking idiots.


I'm even gonna roll for it this time!

Roll #0 4 = 4


Boulder's head hangs low. "D-Do I have to sir?"

You recklessly jam a hoof into the pile of keys. Fortunately, a few of the sharper ones in the pile cushion the impact. There are now three keys jammed into your hoof. You are bleeding pretty badly!

You notice nothing at all. You barely remembered who Clarence was.

You think of everything you hate as you drift toff to sleep. That is to say, you think of everything.


You hear a voice speak to you
"I bet some mean creep but some words in her ear that made her act all goofy!"


"Please be careful. It would be a shame if you got blood all over this generous pony's inn."
I try to pull the keys out and bandage his hoof.

Roll #0 6 = 6


"Hmm…. Well, it's certainly not a good sign for a squire to be so needy, nor for him to question his master's orders, but I shall relent."

"Two keys, innkeeper!"


You pull out the keys and carefully bandage him up. He'll probably be fine by morning.

Boulder's head perks up and he gives a small excited jump.
The innkeeper pays you no mind, so he just takes a key for himself.


Right, lets try using cure to make her normal again. "Just hold still dear, I'll make your head clear right up!" '1d10'

Roll #1 8 = 8


"Aaaah! Help!"

Find something to help this

Roll #0 2 = 2


You utter a prayer and the mare's eyes suddenly stop swirling. She shakes her head and looks at the party.
"Oh boy… where am I? Who are you? I don't remember anyone coming in recently…"

You tear your bandages off. Somehow your wounds have healed a bit, but still aren't closed all the way.



Take my key and head off to my room then

Roll #0 2 = 2


You bump your hoof on a wall as you walk up to your room, dripping a tiny bit of blood.


I scowl at Chev, but my head snaps when I hear the innkeeper speak.
Discord? The spell wore off earlier than you said it would. Could you be a pal and extend it just a few hours more, or is this your will?
Silently praying to make her go back to the way she was.

Roll #0 4 = 4


"Something was wrong with you. Did you talk to anyone strange recently?"
"Wait!" I hold out a hoof to try and stop you but you are already gone.


The innkeeper holds her head to her hoof for a moment, then looks at you.
"D-Don't I know you…?"

"I… I'm not sure. I do remember that one though…"
She points to Erumal


"Yes, of course you remember Erumal, your good friend."

Rolling to unintentionally word of power her.

Roll #0 1 = 1


"I would hope so. I've been staying here for a month and you never charged me for a room. You are a very generous pony."


Her eyes widen.
"Now I remember! Good friend? No, THIS BASTARD HYPNOTIZED ME!"

The mare takes out a club and charges at Erumal.
Erumal, roll to dodge/take action


I look horrified. "Erumal?! How could you!"


I come out upon hearing the commotion?

"What is going on? You let is inside yourself, no? Why you think he hypnotise you?"


Roll #0 2 = 2


She sees through your lies and charges even faster


"No, no, I've known Erumal here for several hours and he's been more than gracious towards me. You must be confused, madame."

Roll #0 2 = 2


I cheapshot her to get her on the ground and away from the club.
"You are unwell, miss. Don't you remember your parents hiring me to look after you for a few months? I even acted like a tenant so you wouldn't be too embarrassed."
Hopefully A Word In Your Ear will put her back in her propper place.

Roll #0 5 + 2 = 7


I look at him and back to her."So, he's the last one you remember coming in?" I take her hoof and slip a few bangles of in, colors that compliment her coat. "Come back to a room with me, and tell me anything you can, and don't worry you look fabulous!" '1d10+2' to defuse the situation with charm.

Roll #1 2 + 2 = 4


Your obvious lies make her angrier. You've never seen a pony charge this fast!.

The mare's eyes begin swirling again. Her body screeches to a halt but not before she crashes into a wall.

The mare doesn't acknowledge you. Also the bangles don't match her coat.


I guide her back to a seat. "Oh, that looked like it hurt.. just stay here for a moment."
I charge over and headbutt you, "What did you do?!" '1d10'

Roll #1 9 = 9


Rolling to catch on to what's going on.

Roll #0 7 = 7



"See, is good that you see sense now! Only Diamond Dog do dastardly thing like hypnotise!"

Go to my room.

Roll #0 3 = 3


Would Cheap Shot work here?
If it doesn't I try to dodge him.
"I didn't do anything, I've been trying to help this poor mare!"

Roll #0 7 = 7


I slam the door and approach the stairs.
"What in the name of the ever holy fucking stars is going on here?! Some goats would like to sleep you jackasses!"


You stub your hoof as you walk back, leaking more blood

"You aren't sure exactly, what's going on, but you do know Erumal did something to control the mare."

I don't have you down as having cheap shot. Also it's pvp. Would you like to interpret these rolls yourself?


"Erumal, I think this mare has a point! What did you do to her?"


Oops. I was using his skills from Trotantium.
Don't opponents interpret each others rolls? That means I would decide what he did and he would decide what I did.

Rolling to sound believable.

Roll #0 9 = 9


Yes interpretation is all up to the players unless they request dm help.
Rolling to sound believable is also pvp unless zulu doesn't wanna


I guess I head butted you and you failed to dodge it so you slammed into a wall?

"Oh, really?" rolling to see through his lies. '1d10'

Roll #1 4 = 4


"Well, you clearly did something. What was it? I'm sure it was in good faith."


I guess. The rules aren't very clear here.

"Didn't you here me? I'm supposed to be looking after her, she isn't well and all this excitement isn't good for her."

Roll #0 6 = 6


"Hmmm. Well, I know you wouldn't lie to me, your dear friend!"


I mostly believe you.. "If you're supposed to be looking after her then why are you so willing to leave?"


I smile at him.
"I'll take care of her, don't worry."

"My replacement is getting here tomorrow. I'd show you the letter, but I got and hungry. You know how it goes. She'll be fine by herself for a few hours in the morning once she's taken her medicine."


While Erumal, Perseo, and Clarence talk below, the mare begins to shuffle upstairs, pulling along what looks to be a covered tray


"Oh! Is tray for me? Very nice!"

Roll #0 4 = 4


I sigh and grumble to myself, when I notice the mare coming upstairs.
"Yes? Do you want something? Or have you come to annoy me too?"


"Alright, I suppose you wouldn't really hypnotize anyone.. I should probably check on Chev's hoof anyway.." I take my key and head up to look for the room Chev is staying in.


I exit my room after hearing all the commotion downstairs.
"Oh, did someone order something?"


The hypnotized mare walks into your room, handing you a plate of mush. Some of it drips onto you.

The mare then makes her way to your room, shoving a hot plate of indecipherable food in your face.

You enter Chev's room just as the mare leaves. It is just the two of you in there.

The mare walks towards you with a plate, suddenly tripping. The plate flies at you.


I go to her room. Is there anything to drug her with?

Roll #0 6 = 6


I attempt to duck under the plate

Roll #0 2 = 2


…I poke at it.
It's not going to kill me, is it?

Roll #0 1 = 1


"Oh hello Clarence! The nice lady give me some… I think it is food?"

How does it taste?

Roll #0 2 = 2


I retire for the evening.

Boulder retires, too.


You find a jug of water and some cups in her room, and near that a few jars of what look like medicine.
A label on one of them says "SLEEP AID".

The plate flies at you, bouncing pretty hard off your face and covering you in mush!

It's… rotten! Horribly rotten!
Roll to not puke!

The mush jiggles as you poke it. The jiggling doesn't stop…. in fact it get more intense with each second! The plate of mush suddenly bursts into flames and explodes!
Roll to dodge

You and Boulder are now asleep


"Oh, I was so worried about her.. she seemed off. I came up to see about your hoof. It wouldn't do to have you bleeding everywhere after all!"


I dodge the fuck outta there.

Roll #0 8 = 8


I poor her a glass and wait for her to get back.


You dodge with grace, missing every piece of burning mush. Most of it lands outside the window, while the rest fizzles out on the stone floor.


The mare walks back to her room with a rather nicely made plate of grass and herbs. She sets it down on the the bed and stares at you


"Watch your step next time."
I wipe as much food off me as I can, and check to see what it is

Roll #0 4 = 4


…Fuck this.
I'm going to sleep.
Rolling to dream of depressing things.

Roll #0 1 = 1


I put the tray on the floor and motion to the cup I filled.
"Get into bed and drink that, then drink another cup when you wake up in the morning."


You wipe your forehead and examine what's on your hoof. It seems to be wet and slightly dead grass. Edible, but not tasty!

You dream of bright sunny fields, with baby goats and ponies and even buffalo playing with each other in harmony!


The mare nods and picks up the cup. She chugs it down the flops on the bed, laying on top of the exquisite meal already placed there.


"Better than nothing."
I eat whatever grass I could salvage, then sleep for the night

Roll #0 9 = 9


>I put the tray on the floor
I eat the meal then go find my room. Once I get there I make sure all my stuff is packed then go to sleep.


The grass was actually better than expected! You fall asleep and have pleasant dreams.

You fall asleep in your room

Everyone ready for morning?




"Oh , thank you, you are a very kind!"
Kiss him twice again.

Roll #0 8 = 8


You kiss him twice, and then sneak a third.

It is now morning, and the party is rising from their slumber!


I clutch my chest in horror at what I just dreamed.


"Oh, gosh!" I try not to blush too much and heal his hoof.
first roll to heal, second too contain blushing.

Roll #0 6 = 6

Roll #1 4 = 4


I put on my cloak, make sure my dagger is where it should be, and grab mysaddlebags before heading downstairs.


His wounds heal properly right away. You wake up in the morning blushing and thinking about Chev's "friendliness"

Downstairs, you see the innkeeper mare. She's balancing on one hoof on the desk while chugging a glass of water


"You are blushing? No need, is traditional Caprastan greeting!"


"Shouldn't be be in bed for a few hours more?"


She immediately drops the water and flips off of the desk.
"As you wish…"
She heads back to bed


"Ah, what a refreshing rest."
I head downstairs


"Ready for a big day of exploring?"


"Of course it is! I just.. Um.. Was happy!" I take my way down stairs to meet the others.


"I sure am, let's hope the others are as well."


"Good morning, comrades!"


"Exploring? Lovely…"
I walk down the stairs.
"Please don't tell me there will be meadows where we are going."


"Is good to be happy, yes!"

Go down and meet up with the group.


"Are you a knight like Perseo?"

"Good morning."

"I think I remember someone saying we were going to a mountain."

"Do you still have that book?"


The party is now downstairs. Everyone is well rested (except Goatsburg), and they have a full day of adventure ahead of them!


"Yes, here!"

Give it to whoever wants it.


"Yes, its a very good thing!"
"Good morning!"
"Say, where is your replacement? I simply can't bear the thought of leaving that mare alone if she needs to be guarded!"


"Before we depart, I say that we must gain audience before the fair Celestia, so that she might grant us her patronage and her blessing!"


I take it and put it in my bag.

"He should be getting here in a few hours. There innkeeper is nice and safe in bed asleep."

"Ahhh, do we really have time for that?"


"Oh! Maybe I can interview Princess Celestia too! Will make good article for Caprastan magazine!"


"Gaining the blessing of Celestia? When were are but a mere bunch of goats and the rest of you are fucking idiots, some of whom she may even mistake for suffering from dementia?"
I chuckle.


"The princess?" I panic a bit. "I simply don't have anything fancy enough!" Quick search for something to spruce up my day set! '1d10'
"I'm going to see her before we go, something really isn't right with her."

Roll #1 8 = 8


"Yes, in a way."
"I doubt we have the time for that, or if we could even do so in the first place."


You whip out a lovely bracelet with a pretty design on it and slide it on!


"I hope you understand that I must be with her."


"Oh my! That's lovely~..but for the princess? It will simply will have to do, but for the rest of you.." I look at the others, are they even close to presentable for royalty? '1d10'
"I suppose there is nothing wrong with both of use checking on her.."

Roll #1 6 = 6


They are adequately presentable for royalty. Of course, there's always room for improvement.


"Then let's go. She should be asleep, so be a dear and try not to wake her."
I quietly walk into her room.


I follow closely. "Of course.."


You make your way up to the mare's room. You see her on her bed, eyes closed.


"See? She's fine."


"I'd like to check her again.."
I quietly tip-trot over, and examine her.

Roll #0 4 = 4


You check her over and come to the conclusions that… yep, she's asleep!


Give her pinkie's blessing, channeled through a cure.

Roll #0 8 = 8


You place a hoof on her, and pink waves course through her body as you pray.
Her breathing slows down a bit and a small smiles forms at her mouth.



I smile to myself and leave quietly closing the door.
"Yep, she'll feel better now." I whisper to you


"Are we going to see Pony Princess?"


I follow him out.
"Daylight's burning."

"We can do that once we have found the book and become rich."


"Yes, a fine idea. We can bring her our treasures from the quest!"


"Let's focus on the finding the book first."


I follow him out as well.


"My dearest Chev, if you desire to see her.. we can certainly try! But you've to to be dressed for it!" I hand him a small collar and tie combination that is very in the stallions. "Try this!"


The path to the foal mountains lays past the market district, on the other side of town.
It is about two and a half days of travel on foot from Canterlot


"Very nice, I like!"

Kiss Clarence again.

"We should prepare for journey first!"


"Are we all ready for a long journey? I could use a bit of stuff."
Rolling to see how much money I have.

Roll #0 3 = 3


200 bits. Remember though, stuff can get pricey in Canterlot!


I go back to the market with boulder and see what sort of fancy traveling cloaks I can get with 100 bits.

Roll #0 4 = 4


"Alright, lets go see if she's available then. " Head to the palace.


I nod my head in agreement.
Rolling to find some place where I can buy a totally 3edgy4u cloak.

Roll #0 8 = 8


I goo looking for some good traveling rations.


"No need, we go look for book first."

Let's find somewhere that sells travel supplies. A good cloak, maybe.


>I go looking

Roll #0 10 = 10



Roll #0 2 = 2


You make your way to the market district and look for cloaks.
There's a lovely variety of cloaks to be found. Unfortunately, all of them cost more than a hundred bits!

You make your way to the palace. A total of ten royal guards stand in front of the entrance.

You sulk around the clothing shop and find a black cloak. It's kind of comfortable!
150 bits

You can't seem to find the clothing store. Maybe you're not used to being in Canterlot.

You go looking for rations. Instead what you find is the most beautiful vial of sand you've ever seen! It's a lovely mix of pretty colors.
200 bits (5 is a success when using blind)


Is that a permanent upgrade or a one-time upgrade?




"Excuuse me! Is the Princess holding any audiences with the public today?" I trot up and ask the guards in a charming, non-sexual way. '1d10'

Roll #1 3 = 3


Good thing I only spent a 100 of my 600 bits!
I buy dat shit.
Any effects?~

Roll #0 1 = 1


Oh bah. Keep looking.

Roll #0 9 = 9


I'm a strong billy goat that don't need no "real" food.
I buy the sand.


The guard takes a bit of offense to the way you speak.
"Eeeugh, sorry. No audiences today sir"

You find a lovely cloak on sale for 150 bits. It has a certain patter than reminds you of home.
No unique qualities to it

You spend 500 bits and purchase a cloak! The cloak is actually far too tight around your neck, making you feel more vulnerable when wearing it. In fact, you are able to take one less hit with it on!

The sand is now yours!


Well, as long as everyone else is looking…

I look for what they have in hats.

Roll #0 6 = 6


He swindled me!
I march back into the shop and demand a refund!
In fact, better than a refund! He deserves to give me extra!

Roll #0 7 = 7


I head to a weapons shop and see how much I can get for selling my old greatsword

Roll #0 6 = 6


"Oh, that's simply too bad. When does she usually hold such a thing?"


"Is nice, but I want to take Canterlot-quality merchandise back to Caprastan."

See if I can find a better one.

Roll #0 1 = 1


It has a certain pattern that reminds you of home

You find a fairly decent hat. Not ugly, but nothing stands out about it.
80 bits

The clerk looks at you and smiles.
"I believe you willingly bought it yourself! The most I can give back is 250 bits"

The pony working the weapons and armor shop offers you a cool 150 bits for the old sword

You walk into a store, excitedly kissing every pony you see. The pony kindly asks you to leave, then forcibly tosses you out after you kiss him. You are now banned from the clothing store!

"She holds them by appointment only sir…" He still looks a bit disgusted


I sell it for the 150 bits, and see what armor I can get for that much.

Roll #0 3 = 3


"I must make note, in Canterlots they do not like Caprastan greetings."

Go back to see that cloak again!

Roll #0 9 = 9


Is there anything interesting going on around here? any fun ways I could spread a bit of chaos while I wait for the others to get back?

Roll #0 1 = 1


What about socks? They got any fancy socks?

Roll #0 6 = 6


"Oh, is there a way I can arrange such a thing? " I think for a moment, it will probably take us a month to finish our quest. "A month from now? I'm with a group of goat adventures, and we should have something exciting to show her by then!"

Roll #0 4 + 2 = 6


Every bit of armor in your price range is rusted and dull.

You almost make it in the store, but the clerk keeps you from walking back in. You are still banned!

You decide to cause a bit of chaos on your own body! You pop open your container of itching power and toss some on yourself. Then you scratch and dance around like a fool.
In the end, you only end up making yourself look like an idiot.

Socks line the walls in bundles. A pack is 30 bits each

"A month… I'll give word to the princess and see if it can be arranged. What is your name, may I ask?"
He seems slightly less disgusted by you.


My expressions darkens even more.
"…Really now?
Are you such a swine that you can't even refund a customer's purchase?
Do you go home at night and do a little bow?
In front of the mirror, pretending that you're someone glorious?
When all you are is a little swindler?
Never amounting to anything, anything at all?"

Roll #0 5 + 2 = 7


Once I've finished scratching I go looking for one or more of my party members.

Roll #0 8 = 8


"A please! I will write good review of your establishments in Caprastan magazine!"


Roll #0 4 + 2 = 6


"Oh, My name is Clarence! I'm a humble accessory designer from goatville." I brush back my fur a little."I'm most grateful that you're arranging this for me!"

Roll #0 6 + 2 = 8


The clerk's expression dims and he starts to sniffle.
"Yeah.. you're right. I'm nothing."
He slaps your 500 bits down in front of you. "Take it, whatever…"
He sniffles as he pulls out a rope and walks to the back room

You scratched the right spots and are no longer itchy.

The pony pauses and thinks for a bit.
"…Fine. But I'm watching you…"
You are now allowed back in!

"Clarence.. I'll remember that."
The guard blushes a tiny bit and nods.


Fancy belts?

Roll #0 3 = 3


"Great! I'll see you a month from now then." I go look for the others.


Now that that is taken care of I go looking for one of my party members.

Roll #0 2 = 2


I leave the store and meetup with whoever is finished shopping


>He sniffles as he pulls out a rope and walks to the back room

…Rolling to see Goatsburg does anything.
pls rng

Roll #0 9 = 9


"Maybe.. you can give me discount on cloak? It show you good to tourists, will attract many visitors!"

Roll #0 3 + 2 = 5


The fanciest!
And only for the low price of 300 bits!

You make way to the middle of the market district with Erumal

Just as you turn to look, Clarence bumps into you. You almost lose your balance!

You meet up in the center of the market district.


You crack a smile at your work. 'Yeah, the loser had it coming,' you think to yourself

"Keep it up and I'm throwing you out." The pony glares at you


Join Tindeth


"Oh, there you are Erumal!" I help steady him. "Where are the others? I have great news!"


Rolling to maintain my balance.

Roll #0 6 = 6


"I was just looking for them. What news?"


You shake a small bit, but manage to stay on all fours.

You and Boulder join the others in the center of the market district.


"Okay, okay…"

But the cloak and head out.


Was… was he young?


"Oh, you will not believe it! I managed to make us an appointment with the princess!! Its a month from now, so that's plenty of time for us to find the book and come back with our treasure. Surely she will impressed!"


"Excellent news! Good work, Clarence!"


You now have a cloak with a familiar pattern and are at 300 bits



"Realllly now. Well that is something, isn't it. She wants to meet with all of us?"


I guess I also look around the store for another cloak?

Roll #0 9 = 9

Roll #1 3 = 3


"Really? I'm surprised they set up an appointment for a bunch of adventurers."


You are unable to find a darker and edgier cloak than what you have. And also one in a bigger size.

As for the clerk, he was getting on in years.



I nod, "Yes, isn't it just marvelous!" I swoon a little at the thought of seeing her. "I wonder what she will be wearing?"
"Where is Chev? I simply must tell him right away!"


I dump the cloak then and leave to…
I take a quick peek in the back room. Did he already…?


"very nice, I can interview! You are very helpful, I like you!"





Roll #0 10 = 10


The pony is still alive, sitting on a stool while bawling his eyes out. The rope seems to have been tossed in the corner.


"…Maybe you should reconsider your life choices, pony. Not swindle others of their bits. Be honest and fair."
I collect my bits and quickly and very uncomfortably leave.


You join the rest of the party in the center of the Market district. The path to the east still sits beyond, with the journey taking 2 and a half days on foot.


>still sits beyond the market district



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