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 No.701721[View All]

The party now returns to Kaco Island, having accomplished many things during their time on the small satellite island:

First, they learned more about aura and developed their potential even further, culminating in the creation of new abilities for some and improvements on current abilities for others. Second, they recovered a large cache of red herbs, called Helltongues, which would enable them to cure people from infection by Queen Toko's white parasites. Third, they resued an alien from outer space whose spaceship had crashed at sea during his research for his dissertation.

Now, Cutlass and Thessaly are heading back to meet with the leaders of the Three mafia Families who rule over Aristar and who have rapidly become the last stable leaders on Kaco Island following the Queens' thorough destruction of Potnia and other towns on the southern half of the island. Meanwhile, the rest of the party has plenty of time to kill before Alder and Cerulean are due for their circus performance in Aristar at 6. Thus they're heading back to check out some of the destroyed towns and pick over what might remain.

Post sheets.
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 No.705960

>>705954
Both Make Believe and Sparkler are struck as they try to attack their targets in the dark, with Make Believe falling as a bottle is broken over his head. It's alright, nothing I'm not used to, he assures you as he stumbles.

You attempt to get the drop on Guard B, but he kicks you in the chest, and shouts at Guard A to get help. Still shaken, Guard A bolts for the door leading to the ship's interior.

>Cutlass loses 5 Hits


Sparkler curses profusely and lunges at Guard A. [1d10+2]

Make Believe tries to get up. [1d10]

>>705957
It's just a little large, but by fluffing up your feathers to make yourself bulkier, you find that it fits on you quite nicely – not too stiff, not too loose. You also find a classy cane with a diamond at the end of it, and some tap-dancing shoes.

>>705959
You have yourself a nice little tour of the circus' backstage area. Much has changed since you were last here, such as the vast amount of overworked and stressed-out staff, and the abnundance of fierce, caged monsters around, trying to claw at anything and anyone that strays too close. You also see quite a few props that catch your eye, such as jars of what appear to be popcorn, only labeled "Hopcorn," instead, and some belts, which are labeled "Belters."

>>705956
>>705958
"Waiting until the end…?" Droplet asks. "Hmm, alright. Waiting increases the chances she might move somewhere unfavorable, but the cover of the climax will give us plenty of room to slip out afterward. I'd say it works out in our favor.

Roll #1 9 + 2 = 11 / Roll #2 3 = 3

 No.705961

>>705960

"Get him," Cutlass orders as Guard A goes for help. She herself launches a dagger at Guard A's head.

[1d10] ranged telekinetic dagger

Roll #1 1 = 1

 No.705962

>>705960
"I doubt she will move about much. She has some of the best seats in the house, after all. Still, we should keep an eye on her position at all times."

>>705956
"Changing the size could work," she nods. "Although, it would mean having to change the plan some…" She thinks, then nods. "Try it. See what happens from here."

 No.705963

>>705960
"Oh! It even has a cane, how nice!" the griffon chirps, spinning around a little and twirling the cane. He'll return to the main room, looking for Cerulean!

 No.705964

>>705960
"Ooo! Popcorn!" Cerulean remarks, seeing the, what she knows to be, sweet treat. She doesn't seem to pay much mind to the label and opens a jar, proceeding to grab a hoofful and munch on some.

 No.705965

>>705958
"Oh yea. She'll probably be too stunned by the parasites leaving her to defend herself. Still doesn't answer how we get that close though."

>>705960
>>705962
"Alright, let's see. I bet smaller might make it a worse view, plus with all sitting it'd look like it's sagging under all of them so it's buyable."
Cloud steps up behind the stands the queen and her group sit on, eyes glowing as he tries to shrink them down a little bit. Enough to be noticeable but not enough to be suspicious.
>Wax/Wane [Shrink Bleachers] [1d10]

Roll #1 4 = 4

 No.705966

>>705965
>Round 2 [1d10]

Roll #1 6 = 6

 No.705967

>>705964
>>705963
As Alder catches up with Cerulean, he too sees quite a bit of the strange props mentioned in >>705960
: the Hopcorn, the Belters, even a few other things like "Give-a-Hoots," which are these little owl-shaped cookies, and "Spyderglasses," which appear to be sets of glases, only with four lenses on each eye, which can be moved freely as a kind of adjustable magnification option.

As Cerulean eats the hopcorn, it tastes like caramel popcorn, but suddenly, she notices something odd. Each time she moves one of her hooves off the ground, she makes a small involuntary hop, launching her a few feet into the air, higher than a normal jump would. It happens each time she lifts up her hooves, effectively turning her into a jumping bean.

>>705961
Sparkler catches Guard A, and the two grapple for a moment, before Guard A shoves her into the way of the knife, using her as a shield so that the knife sinks into her shoulder blade. With a grunt, she takes the hit and twists the guard into a pretzel, breaking his neck and several bones, before tossing the lifeless corpse aside.

Guard B stands there in momentary frozen terror, and looks to you, just before Sparkler flops over from the pain of the knife.

>>705965
>>705962
>>705966
Cloud causes the bleachers to shrink subtly, mostly accumulating in the middle. The guests don't seem to notice it at first, but a few of them try to scoot away, shoving their guards off the bleachers and forcing them to stand on the sides so that they themselves can have more room. The result is that the bleachers are now less populated and more open, with the guards now having to stand on the sides rather than be able to sit at the edges to serve as body shields.

>Paused

 No.706181

Post sheets along with your response.

Last time on PQ…

Cutlass spied The Golden Vein, the Crimson King's three-tiered, leviathan-class ship, floating off in the waters distant from Kaco Island. She took Make Believe, Ossie and Sparkler, and resolved to capture one of the transport ships that the Bee Queens and the other aristocrats used to travel from The Golden Vein to the island for the circus performance.

Thessaly, Cloud and Droplet shrunk themselves down to discreetly access the circus' VIP Entrance after the aristocrats and their entourage of guards had taken their seats in the VIP Seating Area. There, they juggled options on when to attack, with Thessaly suggesting that it was best to wait until the performance had reached its climax, so that they could assassinate her when the audience would be most distracted by the spectacle.

Alder and Cloud went backstage to the actors' lounge, where they met the Pattern Juggler for the first time since he attacked the Beesting. He was far friendlier this time, and scheduled their performances alongside the other actors' time slots, along with opening the carnival's copious amounts of props, costumes and tools for their use.

===

Meanwhile, the crew of the Beesting laid in wait at an unknown location, with their mission being to keep Queens Hurscurs and Qaromarrow from being able to activate their joint Aura Ability, called the Hunting Grounds, which would disrupt the attack by dragging everyone who had been stung by their bee soldiers into a pocket dimension of Aura.

Puddin Tame had openly gone rogue, declaring that he would kill the Queens at first sight. He and Naza are also waiting in an unnown location.

The crew of the Secret Assassins would meet up with Cutlass once she was en route to The Golden Vein, and assist in the capture of the ship.

 No.706182

>Alder, Cerulean
As Alder catches up with Cerulean, he too sees quite a bit of the strange props mentioned in >>705960
: the Hopcorn, the Belters, even a few other things like "Give-a-Hoots," which are these little owl-shaped cookies, and "Spyderglasses," which appear to be sets of glases, only with four lenses on each eye, which can be moved freely as a kind of adjustable magnification option.

As Cerulean eats the hopcorn, it tastes like caramel popcorn, but suddenly, she notices something odd. Each time she moves one of her hooves off the ground, she makes a small involuntary hop, launching her a few feet into the air, higher than a normal jump would. It happens each time she lifts up her hooves, effectively turning her into a jumping bean.

>Cutlass

Sparkler catches Guard A, and the two grapple for a moment, before Guard A shoves her into the way of the knife, using her as a shield so that the knife sinks into her shoulder blade. With a grunt, she takes the hit and twists the guard into a pretzel, breaking his neck and several bones, before tossing the lifeless corpse aside.

Guard B stands there in momentary frozen terror, and looks to you, just before Sparkler flops over from the pain of the knife.

>Cloud, Thessaly

Cloud causes the bleachers to shrink subtly, mostly accumulating in the middle. The guests don't seem to notice it at first, but a few of them try to scoot away, shoving their guards off the bleachers and forcing them to stand on the sides so that they themselves can have more room. The result is that the bleachers are now less populated and more open, with the guards now having to stand on the sides rather than be able to sit at the edges to serve as body shields.

 No.706183

https://pastebin.com/w7vFkeLu

>>706182
>>705962
"That didn't work quite as well as I thought. But we got some guards moved at least, have anything to go off of that?"
Cloud asks Thessaly and Droplet

 No.706184

>>706182

"Well done," Cutlass says quietly as her dagger slashes at the throat of Guard B nearby.

[1d10] Single attack, DC-1

Roll #1 9 = 9

 No.706185

>>706182
>>706183
https://pastebin.com/FG7PKshS

She taps her hoof idly as she observes the results. "Hmmmm… Perhaps we could pose as guard to call away some of the butlers? Then take them out, assume their identities and do whatever the queens wish us to until the final act of the evening. What do you two think?" She looks to Cloud and Droplet for opinions.

 No.706186

>>706185
"That sounds good.But how are we gonna pull one of those guards away then?"

 No.706187

>>706186
"We could pose as nobles wishing to make an inquiry, perhaps. Or other guards needing to alert them to a situation. Although, we should not risk alerting all of them. We would be woefully outnumbered, and I have no intention of dying tonight."

 No.706188

>>706187
"Right, right. We would need a good situation to only draw one away… Hey, what about posing as one of the circus staff and come up to ask if they need more seats. See if we can lure one guard away to find a bigger seating spot, then we take him out and replace him?"

 No.706189

>>706182
>>706181
https://pastebin.com/HZDtCp5g
Alder giggles a little bit as the sharkpony involuntarily jumps every time she takes a step, covering his mouth with a wing and trying out one of the Give-A-Hoots.

 No.706190

>>706188
She nods. "That seems like a good option. Only one of us infiltrates the bleachers, while the others wait in the wings to escape. Did either of you want to be the ones to do the deed?"

 No.706191

>>706189
You bite into the sweet cookie, getting hints of mint and chocolate. Brieflly, your aura flares up, and a translucent barn owl appears before you, made out of purple aura, which you instinctively recognize as your own. "I will give a hoot for a single request, master," the bird says with a dignified accent. "How may I serve you?"

>>706185
>>706190
>>706188
"Let's not assume it will be so easy or straightforward as waiting," Droplet adds. "Better for one of you to take this task. I'll busy myself with making disguises and preparing for our getaway."

He starts scooping up shadows and molds them into shadow disguises based on the grotesque, buglike demon guards.

>>706184
You slice Guard B's throat just as he tries to flee and run, and he collapses, clutching at his neck for a few moments to staunch the blood, yet it is too much, and he keels over.

Sparkler and Make Believe get up, and Sparkler retrieves a few potions from one of her bags, tossing a couple to you and Make Believe. "Should be a few more below deck," Sparkler whispers. "Capture or kill the lot?"

 No.706192

>>706191

"We don't need them. Kill them. Stick together. There's still 8 more."

Cutlass searches for the rest of the crew. [1d10]

Roll #1 6 = 6

 No.706193

>>706192

Also, drinking potion (I assume it heals me).

 No.706194

>>706191
>>706190
"Well, I'm good with talking, so I guess I could. Wait, do you mean the lure the guard away deed, or the taking out the queen part?"

 No.706195

>>706191
"Doubtless we will have to bend over backwards for the harridans," she sneers. "For the sake of kkeping up appearances, that is. Little do they know what awaits them."

>>706194
"The luring," she responds. "If you feel more comfortable with persuading the guards, then by all means. I am not much of a talker myself."

 No.706196

>>706191
"O-Oh, hello there!" Alder says, a little dumbstruck at the appearance of the owl. He looks around the room in confusion, before giggling a little and saying "I-I am afraid you have caught me rather off-guard. I do not think I have anythi- Oh! Actually… I have a bow that appears to have some sort of carvings. I do not understand them, however. Can you tell me what they mean?"

 No.706197

>>706195
>>706191
"Alright, I'll try my hoof at it. Droplet, got a disguise like one of the circus workers here?"

 No.706198

>>706192
Your mood perks up, as if you had just drank a shot of liquid happiness. Your minor injuries regnerate, and you see Make Believe giggling silently as the same happens for him. Even Sparkler cannot help but smirk as her potion heals her.

Finding no more of the guard on the top deck, you head down to the second level of the ship, where you find the rest of the guard in a common area. Four are smoking, drinking, gambling and just having a good time, while the other four are in various states of semi-consciousness, falling asleep and drunkenly snoring on hammocks and barrels, with half-open bottles of rum beside them.

Make Believe and Sparkler leap into the fray, leaving their targets no time to react.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x3oYWHgZbao
Make Believe puts a soldier sticker on Guard C [1d10+2]
Sparkler reaches for Guard D's throat [1d10+2]
A knife flies out from the shadow underneath your hat's brim at Guard E [1d10+2]
Guard F falls over in terror, and flings his plate, full of food and silverware, at you. [1d10]

>>706196
The owl inspects the bow. "These inscriptions are mockeries of the Occultic Script.

"You see, witches, sorcerers and warlocks are not welcome in every corner of the world. In places where they are hunted by priests and holy warriors, these spellcasters will mark certain areas. Some denote places where spellcasters can breathe easily, while others signal that, if they openly practice their magic there, they will be turned over to the authorities and killed. The runes on this weapon signify the latter; therefore, it must have belonged to a witch-hunter, and likely has enchantments for killing spellcasters."

The owl starts to fade. "I have given my hoot, and will take my leave. 'Til next time, master."

>>706197
>>706195
Droplet nods and points to the first disguise he gave Cloud. "That one will make you look like a generic employee, just barely above starving on your minimum wage paycheck, despondent and desperate to quit your job, but unable to do so for fear of not being able to make rent or clothe yourself."

He pauses after his elaborate description. "…I put a lot of thought into these."

Roll #1 4 + 2 = 6 / Roll #2 5 + 2 = 7 / Roll #3 6 + 2 = 8 / Roll #4 10 = 10

 No.706200

>>706198

Cutlass telekinetically throws a dagger right back at Guard F, straight through the plate.

>[1d10] range attack


Roll #1 6 = 6

 No.706201

>>706198
"Yea no kidding."
Cloud mutters as he takes the shadow and pushes it into his chest to put on the disguise.

>>706195
"So I'll try to pull one of the guards out. I'll try to lead him out and around the main area so we can get him in a quiet secluded spot so we can knock him out without an issue. You got anything that'll help there?"

 No.706202

>>706197
>>706198
She hangs back and lets Cloud do his thing. "Sounds absolutely charming," she comments at the description of the disguise. "Have fun, Cloud."

>>706201
"I can tail you while shrunken, then when the moment comes I can bind him, and break him if need be." She holds up her hoof and conjures a few shadow tendrils for emphasis. "If a fight breaks out, I'm sure I could also call on an elemental or three."

 No.706203

>>706198
"Oh… interesting. Thank you, mister owl!" the griffon says, looking the bow over in a new bout of curiosity. He packs it away for later, and tries to get ready for his show later tonight!

 No.706204

>>706200
Your knife splits the plate into fragments and pierces right through the demon's head, and he falls over dead. However, the fragments of the plate still whiz toward you and break upon your face, leaving you badly scratched and nearly blinded from the blood splatters.

>Cutlass loses 5 Hits


Sparkler effortlessly breaks Guard D's neck and shoves him to the side like trash, while Guard E gets a knife in his throat, and drops just as quickly.

Guard C straightens up as Make Believe's sticker lands on him. He salutes smartly to everyone, including the now-dead demons, before Make Believe gestures at the other four demons, who are now waking up with shouts of alarm from the commotion.

Guard C bellows, grabs a fork, and stabs at Guard G [1d10+1]
Sparkler punches at Guard H [1d10+2]
Ossie throws another knife at Guard I [1d10+2]
Guard G blubbers from the sudden awakening and the confusion of being attacked by his ally.
Guard H tries to trip Sparkler [1d10]
Guard I draws his gun and shoots at you [1d10]
Guard J tries to run for the door.

>>706203
As you practice some of your tap-dancing routine, a few of the stage crew briefly check you out as they run by, busy out of their minds. Some give you some approving looks and even a single wink.

Roll #1 8 + 1 = 9 / Roll #2 3 + 2 = 5 / Roll #3 9 + 2 = 11 / Roll #4 6 = 6 / Roll #5 2 = 2

 No.706205

As Cloud puts on the disguise, he transforms into a generic-looking unicorn, the kind of person you immediately forget after passing by on the street, wearing an ill-fitting circus uniform. His eyes betray a broken soul, his shoulders the slumping of a crushed will. It's depressing even just looking at him.

"Eugh, this feels weird. Like I'm wearing some creepy tight suit."

>>706202
"Sounds like a plan. I can help bind too, so between the two of us it should be enough."

>>706198
Now in the form as a worker, Cloud walks away from the bleachers to be out of sight when he returns to normal size. He loops back around, to look more like he's coming after being informed of the situation. He steps up to the guard on the right side of the stands.
"Excuse me, sir," He says flat, un-enthused tone, "I'm sorry there isn't enough seats for your group here. I can show you a few other spots if you'd like to move so you can all have a place. Cause the show can't put you on the edge of your seat if you don't have one!"
Cloud says the last line in a tone that while happy sounded, has the undertone of physical pain at having to rehearse a forced catchphrase by a company, to sell the act better.
>Persuasion, if needed [1d10]

Roll #1 6 = 6

 No.706206

>>706204

"Gah!" Cutlass growls in pain. She wipes away her own blood from her eyes. As she finishes, she notices Guard J running for the door.

"Get him!" she shouts as she launches her own dagger at him.

>[1d10] ranged attack


Roll #1 6 = 6

 No.706207

Health fix.

 No.706208

>>706205
>>706202
The demon guard subtly cringes and leans away from Cloud as he approaches, clearly pitying this wretched excuse for a living being before him. But, as he makes his suggestion, the guard shrugs and looks up at the Queens. Queen Toko glances over and gives him a dismissive wave. Then, the guard turns back to Cloud. "Alright, get moving. You mind if I bring another guard with me? It's his birthday today." His breath sounds like the sloshing of briny water in a barrel full of mold, and his breath matches it.

 No.706209

>>706205
>>706208
"You look FA-bulous, darling," she says to Cloud in a flat, dry tone. She hates herself a little more than usual for having said that. She watches with amusement and follows subtly behind Cloud.

 No.706210

>>706208
"Sure, whatever. Just follow me and we'll find a great spot for you."
Cloud continues in his worker tone. He leads the guard(s) and Thessaly back out and tries to find a good path either backstage our outside the tent were no other ponies would be.

 No.706211

>>706204
Alder blushes a little bit and offers a thankful smile to the passersby that compliment him. After he lets some of the blush fade off, he looks around to see if anything's started yet.

 No.706212

>>706206
Your dagger nails Guard J in the back, and he falls, smashing his head against the doorframe, and dies. In a flurry of blood and limbs, Guards I and G are also cut down, and while Guard H manages to make Sparkler stumble for a moment, he hesitates once he sees that he's the last living guard. He raises his gun to make a stand, but Make Believe sneaks up and wraps a chain around his neck, garrotting him. The guard struggles for a few moments, kcking and choking, but eventually gives in, and falls limp.

Make Believe telepathically hums a victory theme. The boat is all ours, captain! Your orders?

>>706211
You head back to the curtain dividing the backstage area from the main stage, and find that the general public is now gradually being let into the seating areas (see map, posted above). It looks as though it'll be a full house, and you estimate that the circus could hold about 1,000 occupants. In the center seating area, you see that Queen Toko and her entourage are in a special VIP zone, which somehow appears smaller than it should be. Among them, you see the other two Queens, whom you recognize from when you went to the Crimson King's ship, and the Princess of Embers, sitting next to a far older and taller male griffon, who looks to be her father.

You feel a chill as you survey the area, and out of the corner of your eye, you see the Pattern Juggler floating behind you, rolling his three levitating dice.

>>706209
>>706210
You lead the guards out of the tent through one of the emergency exits, which is basically just an open pathway blocked off by a curtain. Outside, there's only some empty trailers, and a nice view of the ocean, with the shoreline being at the end of the slope below you.

"…Where's the seats?" the guard asks Cloud, glancing around.

 No.706213

>>706209
>>706212
"Yea sorry for the long route. We're in a bit of a bind with the big show and all. Have to take long way around so we're not getting tied up in the crowds trying to get in. Don't want to disturb the performers either, but we'll just curve around to the other side."
Cloud says, starting to walk again but slowly, hoping Thessaly catches on.
"Oh, also Happy Birthday."
Cloud adds, to the other guard.

 No.706214

>>706212

"Sparkler and Make Believe, keep everyone off this ship until we get back," Cutlass orders once they're all dead. "Make Believe use your… thrall… " she looks at the hypnotized guard, trying to think of a word. She shakes her head. "Use him to deter people if possible. If it doesn't work, try to put a sticker on them. Violence is a last resort. Too many dead and we get suspicious."

"We'll be back," she says as she straightens her hat and leaves the ship to go back to the remainder of her crew.

 No.706215

>>706213
>>706209
Cloud also cuts his magic on Thessaly, letting her grow back to normal fighting size.

 No.706216

>>706213
>>706212
>>706215
As soon as she gets resized, she shoots out her hoof, shadowy fetters bursting from it in an effort to ensnare one of the guards. "Géilleadh," she hisses, eyes narrowed.

[1d10+2] Shackles
>spell; Thessaly conjures shadowy tentacles to bind a target in place, rendering them immobile for 2d3 turns. On a crit, this roll also gets a +1 bonus, but the effect cannot last more than 6 rounds. A Shackled target may roll to break free of the spell. Larger targets may be more resistant or outright immune to Shackles. (Kamer) (BP: +1)

[2d3]

Roll #1 3 + 2 = 5 / Roll #2 2, 3 = 5

 No.706217

>>706216
>>706212
As Cloud hears Thessaly use her spell, Cloud's eyes glow while he continues to walk as he attempts to loosen up the ground under the guards to help in the trapping, while hoping they don't turn on him immediately.
>Earthen Grasp [1d10]

Roll #1 9 = 9

 No.706218

>>706212
Alder peeks out at the crowd, quickly pulling back when he feels the chill overtake him. He backs into the readying room in a bit of a panic, before taking a few moments to calm himself down. He feels like this is something he should tell the others about, but… he'll need to wait for a good time.
>Master Thief (figure out when he's not awatching me, or when that chill subsudes?) [1d10]

Roll #1 5 = 5

 No.706219

>>706216
>>706213
"Wow, you two are the only people who remembered," the guard says. "I really do appreciate it. I was hoping to get today off, but Queen Toko doesn't give vacation days… or sick days… or days off in general. This is the first good thing that's happened all week– oh god!"

Since she got the drop on him, Thessaly's snares imprison the unwitting birthday guard, and he thrashes about in their grasp to no avail.
The other guard looks around for what happened, and draws his dagger. But then, Cloud collapses the ground beneath the two guards, and they are sealed up in a cage of earth, with just their heads and upper parts of their torsos sticking out.

>>706214
I've been calling them my Sticker Stars, which is not-so-coincidentally the name of my Ability. But now's not the time for exposition!

You head back up to the deck, and checking that the coast is clear, head back up to the carnival zone. You see that the general public is now being let into the circus tent, a crowd of about 1,000. You see your alloted crew members hanging around inconspicuously in the carnival zone, and as you come back into view, they raise their heads, wondering if it's time.

>>706218
The Pattern Juggler floats out of your way as you head back to the readying area. It seems that he wishes to speak with you, yet the chill lingers.

 No.706220

>>706219

Cutlass gestures for them to follow her, and she leads them back to the ship.

[1d10] if necessary

Roll #1 7 = 7

 No.706221

>>706219
She dusts her hooves off businesslike, and stares down the guards imperiously, commanding the shadowy tendrils to bind their mouths as gags.
[1d10] if needed

She then looks to Droplet. "Droplet, our new faces, if you will."

Roll #1 1 = 1

 No.706222

>>706219
Cloud turns around after he sinks the guards, relieved it went off without a hitch.
"Sorry bud, we got a job to do. Don't worry though, you'll have plenty of days off after this."

>>706219
>>706221
"Yea, and hurry. I think I'm actually getting depressed from wearing this disguise."
Cloud adds to Droplet.

 No.706223

>>706220
Gradually, and in small groups, your crewmates follow you slowly, in order to not draw too much attention to themselves in the process. It takes a little while, but eventually, they are able to board the transport ship without attracting any unwanted attention.

>>706221
>>706222
Before Thessaly is able to get a gag on the guards, the birthday guard looks at them with a genuinely crushed look. "…But why?" is all he's able to ask before Thessaly winds the gags around the two.

Droplet, still a tiny pony, hands you both some disguises, which are about the size of marbles to you. But, they still work just fine, and you take on the appearances of the guards.

>Paused



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