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Galehaut follows Lapis, but waits near the cellar door,

"Move along, I'm going to get Timber Hoof out of the scenario he's in."

after the party are safely away, he shouts down the hallway,




Timber looks toward the cave then toward the caves, visibly weighing his options. He hopes that the options that the griffons thinks he's weighing are not the options he's actually weighing.

"Shit." With a single word, he gets up and quickly runs toward Galehaut's voice.

[1d10] to be convincing if necessary

Roll #1 8 = 8


Abenad starts taking stock of the supplies to see if there's anything worth taking.


Gloria nods to Lapis, looking about the room in search.



Roll #1 7 = 7


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The duo jump at the sound of Galehaut's voice. "You're in for it now, you are," the first one says with a smirk. "At least we're doing our part. At least I am. I don't want him to kill me."

"…What do you think that'd be like? To be dead?" the second one asks out of nowhere.

"…Probably dull," the first one shrugs. "Dull and full of complaints." He puts on a whiny voice as Timber hurries onwards, joining Galehaut and the others in the cellar. "'The ground's too cold! My grave should be bigger! My bones hurt! Why does he get more worms than I do?' Etcetera."

There's plenty of food of all shapes and sizes to be found, especially dried fish and other meat. Compared to the Resistance or the Disciples, the Shells have a veritable banquet at their fingertips.

It doesn't take you long to find it. There is a cupboard in one corner containing dried samples of a fungus of some sort labeled as "Bleeding Jelly". It isn't hard to see why it's called that; Bleeding Jelly is a spongy white shapeless species with several dark red translucent growths on it, giving the impression that it bleeds. It looks repulsive. "That should be it," Lapis says as she looks over, handing you a bag. "Let's take as much as we can carry and get out of here." In the background, you see Kivoda help himself to the cellar's supplies, serving himself some of the wine in a pewter cup. He shudders at the taste of it.


>also yay, commissions

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The small tidal cave system known as Alcatel Grotto has been reported to be host to eldritch activity by the locals of the area. Whispers have circulated of shadowy, shapeless figures seen entering the grotto at sundown, and of unearthly wails and screams heard during the witching hours. A group of sellswords from all walks of life have been hired to investigate this grotto and discover the truth behind the rumors - and to put an end to their source, if possible. Who will answer to this call?
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"Well, uhm… we did. Maybe ya got some kinda… sleep magic?"


"Maybe…though I think I'd want to find out…not close to the grotto that had weird slimes and stuff in it."


Pyrite chuckles a little, and offers the mare a hoof "Well, we might wanna head on back t' town. I'm not much've a night pony, s-so I think I'm gonna wait till t'morrow to head out. Wanna come with?"


She smile slightly and takes his hoof.
"Sounds nice."


Pyrite helps the mare up and makes his way back to town, a little happier to not be going on his own, and to bhe making his way away from the grotto

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First of many threads to come.
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Stone Heart salutes Bulwark. "All of you did well."

Then finishing him off with a strike from his maul.

Roll #1 2 = 2


"Don't worry too much about. Just know I take any insurance you might have," she says, then tries to punch him in the face.
"And yeah. Gee gee."



Roll #1 7 = 7


Pyrite yelps a little louder as he's bonked upside the face, chuffing a little and trying to finish him off with a body check
[1d10+1] Bonk!
"G-Good fight! Sorry 'bout this!"

Roll #1 8 + 1 = 9


You finish off Bulwark, standing victorious for a moment. With surprisingly little fanfare, the world around you begins to vanish, eventually blinding you with a flash of white light as you return to reality. After taking a moment to readjust yourselves to your surroundings, you take off the harnesses and step out. Powder Keg is there to greet you, along with the enemy team. Most of them do not have their equipment with them. Some, like Nevermore and Balgus, look a bit salty at their defeat, but the rest seem to take it fairly well. "Congrats," Powder Keg says with a big grin. "That was a hell of a fight. I thought for sure the other team had it in the bag near the end there, but you really turned it around once Balgus got taken out." Balgus frowns disapprovingly. "And congrats to you two," he says as an aside to Veta and Brimstone. "You're slightly less poor. Or slightly richer. I don't know how much you make." He shrugs.

"Anyway, you're all official competitors now. If you want to go on to do the official tournaments, there is a fee, but you get a discount. If you're interested in doing another round, we can get you sorted into another game mode…" He starts rambling a bit about the logistics of the Arena, and you quickly lose interest. The party, sans Pyrite, are suddenly alerted to a message from Gunther, linking you to a news article about a house fire that broke out overnight on Rona, severely injuring the inhabitants. It was Think Tank's house.

>To be continued…


Pyrite hops out of the harness with an excited, dopey grin on his face as he goes over to vigorously congratulate each of the competitors on the fight. He doesn't seem to notice any of the saltiness from Nevermore and Balgus, from the look of it. After he finishes with the enemy team, he canters back over to the rest of the group and excitedly shouts "Awesome job, y'all! Thanks f'r lettin' me tag along with ya in th' arena!"

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The oasis is alive with activity, from colts playing to busy merchants and traders. It seems most of the structures here are tents.

You were examining the strawberry trees last. It's not fruiting right now, which isn't surprising since you're headed into winter – not that you can tell by the heat out. The tree is large, with thick branches and a wide canopy of flat, wide leaves. Strange pitcher-shaped leaves are growing around the case of the tree. The wood itself is red-orange.

Your eyes bolt open and you jerk awake. Morning. You're in an inn. Not in chains. Yet, anyway.

Kotone & Marina
Your travel makes for odd bedfellows. Now that you've departed for the high seas and your crew is full-to-burst, space is at a premium. A certain ninja having to be downsized and stored in Kotone's room, and Marina having to share Cumin's "room" since it takes up so much space and that's already running short.

Kotone learned the ninja's name is Horosha – "Wanderer" – but that seems more like a codename than a real name to you. Maybe in time you can get her to open up a little more. Speaking of little, you've pilfered some of Marina's seeds and set to work developing your little garden a little more. Of course, rations have to compete with alchemy ingredients for your limited hydroponics trays.

Marina has been spending some time closer with Cumin. If you're getting married soon, you might as well know about each other. It seems Cumin had already known a lot about your mother before meeting - she had read about her in scholarly texts. It's kind of weird to think of Mom in that way, that there are Equestrians speculating on who she is, what she's like. To raise crew morale, you distilled some fruity wine, and even got Cumin to drink some after assuring her that everyone else was drinking it anyway so nopony would make fun. While she was tipsy she admitted to trying on one of your dresses - not the wedding dress she insists - and apologized because she felt bad about violating your privacy. The two of you passed out drunk in bed, but nothing came of it, because sometimes getting drunk in close quarters really doesn't add up to anything. In any case, she assures you that her supposed confession was probably a drink-induced dream and she didn't wear any of it.

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I'm sure Cumin can help find a nice place, since he… she used to live here.




Shake my head.
"Oh, no, no, hold it right there, it's fucking perfect."
Look at him, my eyes welling up without me noticing.
"Don't you fucking see? I feel… for fuck's sake, for the first time since that night in Anniev, I feel like I'm myself! Like I'm no longer just a ghost who fucking wandered into the wrong set of clothes!"


Unfortunately, fashion is definitely in the material realm of the world, and you have to visit the merchant enclave. With Kotone's business and fashion sense, you quickly pick out a new, cute green dress for Cumin and some matching panties (so she no longer needs to borrow Marina's). Besides getting some whistles from some construction workers on the way out, the whole affair is as pleasant as could be.

With the kimono issue settled, Kotone and Horosha are free to head south, while Marina guides her marefriend through the temple in search of a lunar artifact.



"So be it. I will pass no judgment."

Yster finally speaks up: "Emrille! Feeling dissociated with your body – that's a normal part of getting older. Look at yourself, for real. You've ended up younger than Bran, you look eighteen! All of us feel young on the inside - but don't you want to grow up?"


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In the garden of the royal palace at Istanbull…

"I thought you said you came because you got mail saying our ship sank?" Aria asks, surprised. You said you came because of that weird letter that said Reptil.

Kotone and Marina
The ship's bell rings from above, freeing poor Cumin from answering any further questions – though Marina no doubt has some serious questions for her father. With such a tiny boat, he has nowhere to hide.

Still, that bell signals docking… Kotone will soon have to make a choice about whether to leave the party for good, but the chance to leave and pick up her room means that she doesn't have to answer any hard questions about whether she was eavesdropping on that VERY private conversation.

You've just learned some serious theological lore surrounding the creation of the world – the well known Mother Nature, and the scarcely mentioned Spirit of Law… this corruption wasn't what you were expecting, but it's certainly raising some questions. On the other hoof, you've had the most exhausting day you've had in a long time.

While you've started to get unpacked to make your cave nook a little more comfy, Sitar went ahead to try to find an elder to get that lead you suggested.
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You examine the tree more closely. It's not fruiting right now, which isn't surprising since you're headed into winter – not that you can tell by the heat out. The tree is large, with thick branches and a wide canopy of flat, wide leaves. Strange pitcher-shaped leaves are growing around the case of the tree. The wood itself is red-orange.


Smell the leaves


The smell reminds you of sap. Thick and oily.


I wonder if this has any alchemical value? Do I see anypony around picking these leaves?


The palm leaves seem much more popular. You've seen them being woven into baskets, tents, and even clothing.

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This is a thread for ███████████, commonly known as ARC, hosted by the GM Timber.

Addendum (1); Femto Roleplaying System: http://pastebin.com/Pu749mrT
Addendum (2) [DATA EXPUNGED]
Addendum (3); ARC Info Document: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1W0vz-DIzE7oXBylKUewIqqao70xlMbY7LUymLl6RnK4/edit
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She pours Love in.

"Done!" she says pouring the beaker into several test-tubes and sealing them with corks. She skims the notes on the table.

"…vaccine effect, just what I thought…." she keeps reading for a moment., surely making Xavier's blood boil with impatience.


She rushes up the stairs, pockets jingling with glorious medical science. She holds up two of the test-tubes.

"Catch!" she says tossing them to Blue and Jack respectively.


The shadow retreats to the… shadows and hides above the doorway.
"Not even the courtesy to hand it to me."


Roll for stealth [1d10]

Roll #1 8 = 8


The Scientist, breathing heavy, holds one out to him.

"Shut up."



The final result is a completely clear substance. It's not unlike water, but it doesn't even refract light. If you didn't know better, you'd think the vials were empty.


Elaine rushes upstairs while the monster is still down. She hands them out to everyone. Xavier helps feed it to Blue Screen and Jack since they are having troubles.

The moment Blue Screen and Jack drink them, the Sin stuck to them evaporates into thin air.

Once everyone drinks Salvation, there is almost immediately a loud bass-like sound outside. It sounds like an air blaster being shot directly into your ear. A second later, the party can see through the broken door what looks like a meteor crashing through the sky. The massive objects lands in the ground. The size of the object combined with the distance makes it difficult to say how far or how large it is.

Before the rubble of the impact can even land back down to the ground, something huge and fast flies out of the dust and begins moving toward the house. Despite it's size, it moves so fast it's just a massive blur getting larger and larger.
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20 years ago, the Changeling Army took over the world. No military or mage could go up against them and come back alive. So the Princesses of the world surrender.

Now, the world is under the control of the CHRYSALID Organization, responsible for maintaining their power performing their heinous projects.

But you are not one to let yourself get used that way. You have made contact with the Resistance, and now your efforts are needed if any Equestrian wants to see a world free of the Changelings control.
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>Liberty Boost is not ready for Extraction
The car turns on without a hitch. You just set it to Drive and you'll be gone!

There's too many bullets! You can barely crawl into the street.

The Car is right there! Just a bit more!

Liberty 3/4
Auld Helpless/1


help Auld get up and into the car '1d10'
and get gone '1d10' !

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


Time to get gone!
'1d10' '1d10'

Roll #1 4 = 4 / Roll #2 3 = 3


Liberty manages to drag up Auld and help him to the car as the two Soldiers continue to fire on them, adding to their injuries. Auld is bleeding out, even in the car, so get him to some medical help ASAP.

You drive off, and get to watch as the power facility explodes behind you.

Mission Complete
Enemies Killed 4/6

Resistance Wounded 2
Resistance Killed 0

Rating: Good


Got away alive!

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Slowly, gently, a tremor running through your body – you lean in. It feels so surreal. The air seems to be made of cotton - your whole body is numb, like a dream. You feel like you've been in the motion of leaning forward for several minutes when suddenly your sense of balance goes and you plant your face on the bed. Opening your eyes, you see you were a little too far to the side, and missed. At least your mouth didn't end up anywhere embarrassing. Strictures kisses your forehead as you lay there, red-faced.

Just when it seems the furnace is hot enough to make a decent bath, your door suddenly swings open, interrupting your moment. One of the Inquisitors you met earlier barges in out of the rain, shutting the storm out with a slam of the door.

"We've found the source."

Stricture, not missing a beat, replies: "That was fast."

"It's closer than we thought. Somewhere on the southern half of Dandelion Island."

You went into the military wing and into a basement store room - with nothing but some crates, a lit sconce, and a little bell. You rang the bell.

At first, nothing. Then, bricks in front of you rippling like water, a blue pony with a green mane sticks his head out through the apparently-not-solid wall. He has tired eyes.
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''From… The Heart? What?''
Suddenly the voice of Steve rings in my mind again, him talking about brain, heart and dick…


"No, they uh… made me a soprano. That was a long time ago, though, my voice is definitely deeper now."

It isn't.


Truly they are the three things that motivate great creations!

"Yeah, you feel it! It's not just chemistry!"


''I don't believe you'' Cross my arms
''You know what, let me try, I'll make a gelatin just as good as yours

…Though now that I think of it, cooking IS just chemistry, you combine ingredients in portions and prepare them, put them in different temperatures until you get a satisfying result. Cooking IS just a kind of science!


"Well, if you'd like, I could help you practice your voice so it doesn't sound gravelly? I mean, as it is they might think you have a cold, so…"
I'll avert my eyes for a moment.
"So it wouldn't hurt to practice a more 'naturally you' voice. I mean, if you want to."
Cough a little.
"It would, uh, give us a reason to have some time to ourselves during the trip."

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The first thread, in which the GM is nervous

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"I know, I just helped kill a guy with one." He says, agitated because he still has the bullet hole.



"You found it? Nice, lemme just saaunter on out."

All In says, taking a cup of filled with bits and emptying them into his satchel. Walking away from a slot machine he was playing,

"Hope it wasn't too much trouble."

>Timeskip intensifies

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"It was 200 bits."



"That sounds right to me," Aphelion nods.


In nods,

"200 each sounds about right, was gonna have the knights split it, but I've been lucky at the slots, so here ya are."

He hands a sack of coins to Aphelion,

"Split it amongst yourselves. I've got to find someone who details boats."

rip my motivation

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You spent weeks studying
Learning about the way of the mystic
Perfecting your magical abilities at the Canterlot Academy of the arcane arts for the magically endowed
All you had to worry about was the bell, your homework, and grades
But an accident made your life take a turn you were not prepared for
You were transported back in time to a simpler age, and to return, you will have to use everything you learned, and more…
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You see her beak curling into a grin ''Just admit it, I'm a natural, much more than you even'' She picks her bone wand and waves it around ''You know sometimes I even thought that I could make a great witch when I was a kid. Doing whatever I wanted with my powers… HAH!'' She lunges foward with her wand…

And nothing happens


I face hoof.
"Don't you listen? They said not to use magic here, probably because they are already using a lot of magic to keep this forest so green."


She straightens up, neck and face feathers poofed in embarassment ''R-right, I knew that! I was only pretending to cast, goodness, you think I am stupid?''
She puts away her wand and clears her throat, reverting back to serious Garzha again

Doesn't take long until you see a clearing ahead, it must be the village no doubt


No where to go but forward.
"But, you are pretty good." I giggle at her.


She smiles with confidence ''O-of course I am, and soon I will be even greater, heh…''

As you pass by some more trees, you see it. A big gathering of simple wooden houses and shacks among the trees, either on the ground or built on the branches, connected by bridges and stairs. It is quite the sight, but something is lacking… There are no deer anywhere running around or prancing or little kid deers playing. It is deserted, making the cheerful place just a bit omnious
Before you take another step however…
''There you are'' You hear a raspy, mature voice and see a tall buck approach you. He is a male, and is quite tall, even more than Garzha and wears some kind of tunic ''Come, the Elder waits'' he says, looking down at both you and Garzha

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