Set six years after season 6, Occupied Equestria presents an alternative history where the Changelings have conquered half of Equestria, while a former Equestrian colony - soured to Princess Twilight's notion of harmony with all creatures because of their encounters with griffins - Invaded and took the other half. In Baltimare and the Equestrian Southeast, the magic of friendship has weakened, as Communists, Changeling infiltrators, Fascists, gangs, and corrupt creepy politicians threaten the city. This role play is based in large part upon the Equestria at War mod for Hearts of Iron 4, and uses D&d 3.5e mechanics
Shimmering Spark, Onyx Steel, and Brie Achtungsex now make the perilous crossing into the Changeling Lands. In Baltimare, Dark Star prepares for his next big assignement, while Silver concludes his mentoring of traumatized foals. Much further away, Iron stands under jeweled nighttime skies, preparing his next move
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>>106126
"I do not know. Undead were never my specialization. Let us just hope that was last one of those."
"I do not know. Undead were never my specialization. Let us just hope that was last one of those."
>>106124
A porcelain smoke pipe with sea pony engravings on it, and a letter
The letter is entitled "Plans for action"
"To Oilseed Marsh, Wipperwill and I have been following Joseph Curwhinny for some time. We know that in your experience working as a sailor under him his policies could be a bit forceful or overbearing, and what we now know shows that the worst of it is not his monopoly over the tobacco and salt trades. After the discovery of a wrapped and mutilated cadaver along the Hayseed river last spring, long held suspicions that something was amiss were confirmed. The full extent of the horror has been revealed by an associate of Curwhinny's. As the local officials are as involved in the trade monopolies as Curwhinny himself, if not more so, our action alone can put an end to it. We believe he spends his weekends on a farm out of town. Under that farm is a network of tunnels, possibly built as a hiding place during earlier dragon incursions, and more likely built recently as an underground housing either for slaves or smuggled goods. Be advised that he is expected to have unholy thralls under him, or at least, he may. They are different depending upon whether or not the subject they were created from were alive at the time of the procedure. At least, so says Wipperwill's source. Meet by the stream tonight, and more precise instructions will be given there. Look for me, under the tallest oak tree, and for Wipperwill, a white pegasus stallion.
Wildfire, January 4, 770"
A porcelain smoke pipe with sea pony engravings on it, and a letter
The letter is entitled "Plans for action"
"To Oilseed Marsh, Wipperwill and I have been following Joseph Curwhinny for some time. We know that in your experience working as a sailor under him his policies could be a bit forceful or overbearing, and what we now know shows that the worst of it is not his monopoly over the tobacco and salt trades. After the discovery of a wrapped and mutilated cadaver along the Hayseed river last spring, long held suspicions that something was amiss were confirmed. The full extent of the horror has been revealed by an associate of Curwhinny's. As the local officials are as involved in the trade monopolies as Curwhinny himself, if not more so, our action alone can put an end to it. We believe he spends his weekends on a farm out of town. Under that farm is a network of tunnels, possibly built as a hiding place during earlier dragon incursions, and more likely built recently as an underground housing either for slaves or smuggled goods. Be advised that he is expected to have unholy thralls under him, or at least, he may. They are different depending upon whether or not the subject they were created from were alive at the time of the procedure. At least, so says Wipperwill's source. Meet by the stream tonight, and more precise instructions will be given there. Look for me, under the tallest oak tree, and for Wipperwill, a white pegasus stallion.
Wildfire, January 4, 770"
>>106125
I am not sure about this, but I could say he knows enough to know what is going on at least. After all, he is simply a Native from a tribe in the Forbidden Jungles.
Wow, Pear is really devoted to this culture in particular, and it sounds lie necrotalk at the end there...
Iron does his best to slowly crawl closer to the chanting and dancing mare, a small chill going through his spine.
(This is getting quite elaborate for my liking. Is she really trying to summon the gods?)
I am not sure about this, but I could say he knows enough to know what is going on at least. After all, he is simply a Native from a tribe in the Forbidden Jungles.
Wow, Pear is really devoted to this culture in particular, and it sounds lie necrotalk at the end there...
Iron does his best to slowly crawl closer to the chanting and dancing mare, a small chill going through his spine.
(This is getting quite elaborate for my liking. Is she really trying to summon the gods?)
>>106128
Silver takes these, as well as his tricorner hat. "Hmm. I wonder if that is why these undead are in almost pristine condition. They were turned pre-mortem."
Silver takes these, as well as his tricorner hat. "Hmm. I wonder if that is why these undead are in almost pristine condition. They were turned pre-mortem."
>>106126
Hello
>>106130
Silver does so
>>106129
Would they have selected her for the expedition if she weren't very familiar with the culture? She is stated as being an anthropologist... er, hippologist, who specializes in religious practices
She stops, and goes to the fire, and scatters something on it
"Hoki mai. Kua ki te ao i te hara me te hubris me te hiahia"
What ever dust she scattered on the fire, catches flame in a burst of green and yellow light
"Hoki mai. Whakahokia tou torona"
She pulls out an obsidian piece, and walks away from the fire, further away. Further away still until she reaches a brown stallion, sitting up, tied and gagged. It's a stallion Iron knocked unconscious during the fight against the bandits the day before
"Ka tukua atu koe e ahau i roto i ou here"
Hello
>>106130
Silver does so
>>106129
Would they have selected her for the expedition if she weren't very familiar with the culture? She is stated as being an anthropologist... er, hippologist, who specializes in religious practices
She stops, and goes to the fire, and scatters something on it
"Hoki mai. Kua ki te ao i te hara me te hubris me te hiahia"
What ever dust she scattered on the fire, catches flame in a burst of green and yellow light
"Hoki mai. Whakahokia tou torona"
She pulls out an obsidian piece, and walks away from the fire, further away. Further away still until she reaches a brown stallion, sitting up, tied and gagged. It's a stallion Iron knocked unconscious during the fight against the bandits the day before
"Ka tukua atu koe e ahau i roto i ou here"
>>106134
"Hmm. I see. If I remember correctly, it's effect will end once you touch or attack any undead. I do not know why or how, though."
Silver trots back to Star. "So long as there are no more surprises, all that is left that are couple skeletons, trapped in pit. Want to help me drop rocks on their skulls? We can talk more about this job you have asked me about on way."
"Hmm. I see. If I remember correctly, it's effect will end once you touch or attack any undead. I do not know why or how, though."
Silver trots back to Star. "So long as there are no more surprises, all that is left that are couple skeletons, trapped in pit. Want to help me drop rocks on their skulls? We can talk more about this job you have asked me about on way."
>>106133
Iron's eyes widen at the implications, but does not try to do anything about it.
(I must be sure of her intentions. If I jump out without catching her red-hoofed, she will definitely bluff her way out.)
Nevertheless, he rocks Cauldron to wake her up and see the show, in case things turn nasty.
Iron's eyes widen at the implications, but does not try to do anything about it.
(I must be sure of her intentions. If I jump out without catching her red-hoofed, she will definitely bluff her way out.)
Nevertheless, he rocks Cauldron to wake her up and see the show, in case things turn nasty.
>>106135
>>106134
Roll die
>>106136
Cauldron lies on her side, with her head on a blanket she brought with her. Her mouth is open, her tongue partly out, and she is slightly drooling.
"Huh?" She gets up onto her belly and places herself over her legs when Iron wakes her. She looks around, until she sees Iron
"What is it?" she asks
Pear continues going forward, speaking
"Kei toku ringa te hoari i whakamahia e taku koroua. He wairangi tenei. He tahae ia. Ka hoatu e ahau he kaha ki a koe. Na inaianei kua pakaru o koutou here."
She goes up to the stallion, brandishing the piece of sharped, black obsidian. From this distance, and with the light of the fire making it difficult to see certain darker objects in the distance, it is impossible to tell if the pony's eyes are open, but... probably they are, witnessing the whole event unfolding before him.
Pear stands before him for a moment, staring. Then, she does a twirl on her hind legs, raising her forelegs, and swinging around her hoof, blade held firmly.
A "theek" sound is herd, and the blade has definitely sliced the throat of the stallion, whose head hangs. She tries to pull him towards the fire.
There is a "hmmmm" sound from another prisoner, further away
Pear continues, dragging her bounty to the fire
"Kua oti te mahi"
>>106134
Roll die
>>106136
Cauldron lies on her side, with her head on a blanket she brought with her. Her mouth is open, her tongue partly out, and she is slightly drooling.
"Huh?" She gets up onto her belly and places herself over her legs when Iron wakes her. She looks around, until she sees Iron
"What is it?" she asks
Pear continues going forward, speaking
"Kei toku ringa te hoari i whakamahia e taku koroua. He wairangi tenei. He tahae ia. Ka hoatu e ahau he kaha ki a koe. Na inaianei kua pakaru o koutou here."
She goes up to the stallion, brandishing the piece of sharped, black obsidian. From this distance, and with the light of the fire making it difficult to see certain darker objects in the distance, it is impossible to tell if the pony's eyes are open, but... probably they are, witnessing the whole event unfolding before him.
Pear stands before him for a moment, staring. Then, she does a twirl on her hind legs, raising her forelegs, and swinging around her hoof, blade held firmly.
A "theek" sound is herd, and the blade has definitely sliced the throat of the stallion, whose head hangs. She tries to pull him towards the fire.
There is a "hmmmm" sound from another prisoner, further away
Pear continues, dragging her bounty to the fire
"Kua oti te mahi"
>>106139
Iron gently points towards the sacrifice ritual going on right about now while Pear is distracted. His coat is far more sweaty than usual.
"It sounds like she is trying to call upon the gods for some reason that may endanger us. Get your weapon ready and help me unchain the pots off of me as sneakily as possible."
Iron gently points towards the sacrifice ritual going on right about now while Pear is distracted. His coat is far more sweaty than usual.
"It sounds like she is trying to call upon the gods for some reason that may endanger us. Get your weapon ready and help me unchain the pots off of me as sneakily as possible."
>>106138
"im not going to take any chances, we'll have to round up Iron,Oynx And the rest of the Party."
"im not going to take any chances, we'll have to round up Iron,Oynx And the rest of the Party."
>>106142
"You do make it sound serious. Let us see who we can find after this. I know Brie is missing, at least."
"You do make it sound serious. Let us see who we can find after this. I know Brie is missing, at least."
>>106140
>>106143
What is that at the end of the hallway? Down the stairs from the top level to the bottom, inside of the damages stone doorway
>>106141
wouldn't Iron have done that before falling asleep?
Cauldron looks over, and her eyes go wide. Very wide. She tries to keep her voice down, but she is loud through gritted teeth.
“I knew something was wrong with that quiet one. That bitch is crazy”
>>106143
What is that at the end of the hallway? Down the stairs from the top level to the bottom, inside of the damages stone doorway
>>106141
wouldn't Iron have done that before falling asleep?
Cauldron looks over, and her eyes go wide. Very wide. She tries to keep her voice down, but she is loud through gritted teeth.
“I knew something was wrong with that quiet one. That bitch is crazy”
[1d20 = 16]
>>106145
Let's go with that, then.
"You know how it goes," he whispers to the now scared zebra "Fire when the fighting starts."
Iron attempts to silently close the distance to Pear without the pots on, taking advantage of her being distracted with her sacrifice business.
>>106145
Let's go with that, then.
"You know how it goes," he whispers to the now scared zebra "Fire when the fighting starts."
Iron attempts to silently close the distance to Pear without the pots on, taking advantage of her being distracted with her sacrifice business.
>>106147
Pear moves towards the fire, slwoly, then tosses the body into the fire with her reserves of Earth Pony strength. it falls in the center, and sparks fly around it as embers and pieces of wood are displaced
"Na tenei ka wawahi koe i ou here"
She walks back towards the prisoners, but a bit more to her right. Towards anther prisoner who is leaning against a log. He is clearly awake, because he is moving his head. Pear comes up to him, and stands in front of him. She stares at him intensely, with anger, and begins a very one-sided conversation.
"What was all that about the Equestrians being imperialists, forcibly assimilating cultures and oppression others by eliminating their customs?"
"Hmmmph hmmph!"
She points a hoof directly to the fire. A blood trail leads from it.
"THIS is what native culture looks like. This is what their customs were."
"Hmmph!"
"Pfft! Of course, you already knew that. Tartarus, you got robbed by a native and a Zebra just earlier tonight..."
"umph!"
She rolls her eyes, but they land back on the prisoner quickly enough
"And what was that about the Equestrians being the villains? Their harmony being a tool of imperialism? The Inquisition being the embodiment of oppression?"
"Hmmph"
"THIS is what the Inquisition warned against. Fought against... It's why the lessons of the Princesses, the Elements, the Pillars were so important. They taught Harmony..."
"umph?"
"But they could never teach it well enough. They could never really get across the importance of Harmony... Even when they could, they were just reacting to the circumstances. Answering a call filled by others..."
She looks at him, more sad now
"But the age of heroes is over. You all have abandoned your princesses. You have already unlearned the teachings of the elements. They could never quite teach you. They couldn't make you listen."
She smiles
"But that's alright. It wasn't the Princess who taught the Elements the principles of Harmony. It wasn't the Pillars who taught the United Tribes Harmony. No. Even they couldn't do it alone"
she comes closer to him, and speaks more softly
"I know I certainly cannot"
she looks to the skies
"But I know who can"
Back to him
"It wasn't the Princess who taught her disciple the importance of Friends. It was Nightmare Moon. It wasn't the ponies by themselves who learned the importance of unity and harmony. It was the Windigos who taught them that important lesson"
Now she smiles more malignly
"What's that? You don't believe in Windigos? You don't believe in the Stars that Aid in Her Escape? You think it's all superstition? All made up stories and fables? Hahaha!"
Now it's a big grin
"Well Dr. Grant. You're about to get an education. Pay attention please. Learn all those things you failed to pick up in Sunday school"
Pear moves towards the fire, slwoly, then tosses the body into the fire with her reserves of Earth Pony strength. it falls in the center, and sparks fly around it as embers and pieces of wood are displaced
"Na tenei ka wawahi koe i ou here"
She walks back towards the prisoners, but a bit more to her right. Towards anther prisoner who is leaning against a log. He is clearly awake, because he is moving his head. Pear comes up to him, and stands in front of him. She stares at him intensely, with anger, and begins a very one-sided conversation.
"What was all that about the Equestrians being imperialists, forcibly assimilating cultures and oppression others by eliminating their customs?"
"Hmmmph hmmph!"
She points a hoof directly to the fire. A blood trail leads from it.
"THIS is what native culture looks like. This is what their customs were."
"Hmmph!"
"Pfft! Of course, you already knew that. Tartarus, you got robbed by a native and a Zebra just earlier tonight..."
"umph!"
She rolls her eyes, but they land back on the prisoner quickly enough
"And what was that about the Equestrians being the villains? Their harmony being a tool of imperialism? The Inquisition being the embodiment of oppression?"
"Hmmph"
"THIS is what the Inquisition warned against. Fought against... It's why the lessons of the Princesses, the Elements, the Pillars were so important. They taught Harmony..."
"umph?"
"But they could never teach it well enough. They could never really get across the importance of Harmony... Even when they could, they were just reacting to the circumstances. Answering a call filled by others..."
She looks at him, more sad now
"But the age of heroes is over. You all have abandoned your princesses. You have already unlearned the teachings of the elements. They could never quite teach you. They couldn't make you listen."
She smiles
"But that's alright. It wasn't the Princess who taught the Elements the principles of Harmony. It wasn't the Pillars who taught the United Tribes Harmony. No. Even they couldn't do it alone"
she comes closer to him, and speaks more softly
"I know I certainly cannot"
she looks to the skies
"But I know who can"
Back to him
"It wasn't the Princess who taught her disciple the importance of Friends. It was Nightmare Moon. It wasn't the ponies by themselves who learned the importance of unity and harmony. It was the Windigos who taught them that important lesson"
Now she smiles more malignly
"What's that? You don't believe in Windigos? You don't believe in the Stars that Aid in Her Escape? You think it's all superstition? All made up stories and fables? Hahaha!"
Now it's a big grin
"Well Dr. Grant. You're about to get an education. Pay attention please. Learn all those things you failed to pick up in Sunday school"
>>106162
The double barreled shotgun is pulled from his jacket, and it slips rather cleanly and carefully. Still, a small sound is made, and the creature turns its head towards Dark Star
The double barreled shotgun is pulled from his jacket, and it slips rather cleanly and carefully. Still, a small sound is made, and the creature turns its head towards Dark Star
>>106154
Iron's sweatiness increased.
(Has she gone mad? I thought mares were not supposed to act like this ever.)
He wiggles his foreleg, hovering on the ground while the sudden chills cross through his spine.
(If she can do this to somepony who was in her team... what would she do if Cauldron and I were to walk away with the pots to sell them off?)
His brow furrows and his gaze focuses on the lucid madmare.
(There is no way she will hurt my partner if I have a say in it.)
How close is Iron to Pear? How long until he reaches her with the Move silently roll?
I need to know to confirm my action.
Iron's sweatiness increased.
(Has she gone mad? I thought mares were not supposed to act like this ever.)
He wiggles his foreleg, hovering on the ground while the sudden chills cross through his spine.
(If she can do this to somepony who was in her team... what would she do if Cauldron and I were to walk away with the pots to sell them off?)
His brow furrows and his gaze focuses on the lucid madmare.
(There is no way she will hurt my partner if I have a say in it.)
How close is Iron to Pear? How long until he reaches her with the Move silently roll?
I need to know to confirm my action.
[7d6 = 19]
>>106169
A large flash of light erupts from the chambers of Dark Star’s gun, as it fails to fire properly
>>106169
A large flash of light erupts from the chambers of Dark Star’s gun, as it fails to fire properly
>>106171
Should I roll Move Silently again or if I try to move further she gets a listen roll to spot Iron?
Should I roll Move Silently again or if I try to move further she gets a listen roll to spot Iron?
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