In Changelingia (West Equestria), Brie gains the support of a Changeling queen for his endeavors. Spark is doing his best to help an ill Wolf spiritual leader.
In Free Equestria (East Equestria), Iron is trying to intimidate a group of criminal griffin interlopers. Fantasy Play is helping to shut down an Anarchist press. Silver is helping his new household. Amber Sunset is walking through the city, and Dark Star has just finished helping the orphans.
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By the way, Dark Star's player is in the area affected by the recent hurricane and so doesn't have power or non-phone based internet now
>>134499
Hmmm.... there's a decent chance Fantasy could come by.
>>134499
Hmmm.... there's a decent chance Fantasy could come by.
I'll try to play with you guys again soon but I most inform you tat this is something that i do whenever i feel like it and have time. don't have the time to take this too seriously. It will have to be when it be.
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So I decided to keep playing to see if time would run out in the game. I rented out mercenaries to Wingbardy/Griffonian Empire when it tried taking over New Mareland but despite this we were steadily pushed back as the AI Equestria was much more competent than I was in the last game. After we failed to push out a naval invasion in the south it was basically all over, and the Griffonian Republic declared war for the scraps in the north.
After that nothing interesting went on for years, though the game does have random wars in the late-game to spice things up. Unfortunately the Dread League's done squat and after switching to it I saw it wasn't even building an army. The Aquilean Republic decced on the Griffonian Empire and puppeted everything in the north, becoming a superpower while Equestria had absorbed the southwest of Griffonia. As the only "fascist" country left I used my plentiful political power to influence half the world. I successfully turned the Polar Bears, the Pinguins, and Stalliongrad, but countries like Olenia and the Changelings never flipped because of their high stability. I started coups in Aquileia and its major northern vassals but despite having 70 divisions the fascists in Aquileia got crushed by the Republic's huge army, which proceeded to swarm north and drove back my volunteers. Fortunately I micro'd my troops so they didn't get surrounded before the capitulation.
After that I thought it would be "the end of history" but I pressed on.
I managed to get the fascists to become a majority in the River Federation but before they could be elected to power the whole Federation was taken over by the Kingdom of Prydwhen sp00kily. Haukland got itself puppeted by declaring war on Equestria but has the same leader as before, but this ended a stalemate over a decade long with the Dragons. All of a sudden though the Kingdom of Prydwhen absorbed Equestria as well, with Celestia being exiled to New Mareland. I justified for the Village Up North though I didn't expect to use the CB; however, when the Free Creatures Alliance (basically the Harmonic Alliance without Equestria itself) declared war I took advantage of this opportunity. I've been winning the defensive air war and have even been bombing Albion, and I managed to make a naval invasion on Trottingham with my knights. However, to defend my skies and project power my air force needs 21k of fuel, leaving me dry and unable to use my decent fleet to effectively patrol and harass convoys. I can buy more fuel but I barely have room for more civ factories/they take too long anyway, and I've been building anti-air to reduce the number of planes needed. Also I'm critically short on every other resource though I have a decent stockpile.
It's 1028 and the best time to invade Equestria while Prydwhen is locked in stalemate with Olenia and the Changelings but without fuel it might be suicidal. I think I'll reload to mid-1026 and focus on fuel production and move faster to avoid this deadlock.
This sort of scenario would be great for a multiplayer game where the players have to work together to take on the Prydwhen hyperpower. It's late-game so all focus trees are done as well as most research, but you can still try to get the best units using experience. I don't know how you would go about doing setup for the nations, though.
After that nothing interesting went on for years, though the game does have random wars in the late-game to spice things up. Unfortunately the Dread League's done squat and after switching to it I saw it wasn't even building an army. The Aquilean Republic decced on the Griffonian Empire and puppeted everything in the north, becoming a superpower while Equestria had absorbed the southwest of Griffonia. As the only "fascist" country left I used my plentiful political power to influence half the world. I successfully turned the Polar Bears, the Pinguins, and Stalliongrad, but countries like Olenia and the Changelings never flipped because of their high stability. I started coups in Aquileia and its major northern vassals but despite having 70 divisions the fascists in Aquileia got crushed by the Republic's huge army, which proceeded to swarm north and drove back my volunteers. Fortunately I micro'd my troops so they didn't get surrounded before the capitulation.
After that I thought it would be "the end of history" but I pressed on.
I managed to get the fascists to become a majority in the River Federation but before they could be elected to power the whole Federation was taken over by the Kingdom of Prydwhen sp00kily. Haukland got itself puppeted by declaring war on Equestria but has the same leader as before, but this ended a stalemate over a decade long with the Dragons. All of a sudden though the Kingdom of Prydwhen absorbed Equestria as well, with Celestia being exiled to New Mareland. I justified for the Village Up North though I didn't expect to use the CB; however, when the Free Creatures Alliance (basically the Harmonic Alliance without Equestria itself) declared war I took advantage of this opportunity. I've been winning the defensive air war and have even been bombing Albion, and I managed to make a naval invasion on Trottingham with my knights. However, to defend my skies and project power my air force needs 21k of fuel, leaving me dry and unable to use my decent fleet to effectively patrol and harass convoys. I can buy more fuel but I barely have room for more civ factories/they take too long anyway, and I've been building anti-air to reduce the number of planes needed. Also I'm critically short on every other resource though I have a decent stockpile.
It's 1028 and the best time to invade Equestria while Prydwhen is locked in stalemate with Olenia and the Changelings but without fuel it might be suicidal. I think I'll reload to mid-1026 and focus on fuel production and move faster to avoid this deadlock.
This sort of scenario would be great for a multiplayer game where the players have to work together to take on the Prydwhen hyperpower. It's late-game so all focus trees are done as well as most research, but you can still try to get the best units using experience. I don't know how you would go about doing setup for the nations, though.
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I'll be writing a lot tonight or today for you 'merican! So I can play but will have a slight delay in my responses.
Although, it will have to wait a little bit because I'm not quite ready to start yet. I'll sign back in when I can, also obviously if you guys can as well.
Although, it will have to wait a little bit because I'm not quite ready to start yet. I'll sign back in when I can, also obviously if you guys can as well.
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>>134758
Phew, I dodged a bullet. I just came back from church and I was worried I wouldn't be here if you wanted to play.
>>134757
>Wait what
It's a super sekrit event chain for the Kingdom of Brodfield but I didn't know it happened with historical focuses. I don't know if it has to do with my lack of DLCs but the mod after the invasion of New Mareland seems very unfinished in the late game, both in terms of lack of unit icons/descriptions and in terms of events. I think this is just some random stuff they threw together to reward players who stick around. I'm still impressed by how much depth there is and it's perfectly possible to have any number of adventure campaigns set in the 1020's.
Phew, I dodged a bullet. I just came back from church and I was worried I wouldn't be here if you wanted to play.
>>134757
>Wait what
It's a super sekrit event chain for the Kingdom of Brodfield but I didn't know it happened with historical focuses. I don't know if it has to do with my lack of DLCs but the mod after the invasion of New Mareland seems very unfinished in the late game, both in terms of lack of unit icons/descriptions and in terms of events. I think this is just some random stuff they threw together to reward players who stick around. I'm still impressed by how much depth there is and it's perfectly possible to have any number of adventure campaigns set in the 1020's.
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>>134760
>Church
>At what is ~11 PM Central US Time
Uh, alright
I think I've only ever twice been into the 1020s, and neither time was past 1022 if I even got that far. One of those was Dread League.
>Church
>At what is ~11 PM Central US Time
Uh, alright
I think I've only ever twice been into the 1020s, and neither time was past 1022 if I even got that far. One of those was Dread League.
>>134761
Timezones. I don't plan on playing such long games again, but I'm just curious at this point whether there's a hard time limit or if the game stretches on to infinity like that one Civ 2 game.
Timezones. I don't plan on playing such long games again, but I'm just curious at this point whether there's a hard time limit or if the game stretches on to infinity like that one Civ 2 game.
>>134762
Prolly stretch to infinity, but you reach a point where you've reached your full potential in terms of tech. Most grand strategy games let you do that in order to get the sweet world domination satisfaction.
Prolly stretch to infinity, but you reach a point where you've reached your full potential in terms of tech. Most grand strategy games let you do that in order to get the sweet world domination satisfaction.
>>134114
>>134111
Iron gets nearer the trawler, which is located with its hull between a sort of pair of yellow steel rails. the hull itself seems to have chipping and barnacle infested red paint. The boat is painted white, with the cabin in the forward end and a boom and mast in the rear. The upper part of the mast appears to have been taken down to fit within the high ceiling of the structure. It's possible to climb to the deck, but it's high enough above the concrete floor of the room that it requires some effort to jump and climb up.
There is sound on the opposite side, which sounds most like a chair scraping on the floor.
>>134111
Iron gets nearer the trawler, which is located with its hull between a sort of pair of yellow steel rails. the hull itself seems to have chipping and barnacle infested red paint. The boat is painted white, with the cabin in the forward end and a boom and mast in the rear. The upper part of the mast appears to have been taken down to fit within the high ceiling of the structure. It's possible to climb to the deck, but it's high enough above the concrete floor of the room that it requires some effort to jump and climb up.
There is sound on the opposite side, which sounds most like a chair scraping on the floor.
>>134777
Iron tilts his head, remembering the Wirraway from the dream at the similar physical deterioration. (So this is either used a lot or is in disrepair and in need of fixing,) he thinks until the sound of chair scraping on floor is heard, quickly trotting to see what was the sound all about first in case it's something to be worried about.
Iron tilts his head, remembering the Wirraway from the dream at the similar physical deterioration. (So this is either used a lot or is in disrepair and in need of fixing,) he thinks until the sound of chair scraping on floor is heard, quickly trotting to see what was the sound all about first in case it's something to be worried about.
>>134778
Looking around the boat, he sees behind the boat and to the right, three darker feathered griffins sitting around a wooden table in chairs. One of them has just gotten up
[1d2 = 1]
Looking around the boat, he sees behind the boat and to the right, three darker feathered griffins sitting around a wooden table in chairs. One of them has just gotten up
[1d2 = 1]
>>134779
(Uh oh,) Iron thinks to himself, briefly turning around and looking for a suitable chokepoint that he could use in order to maybe take these griffins on one at a time.
(Uh oh,) Iron thinks to himself, briefly turning around and looking for a suitable chokepoint that he could use in order to maybe take these griffins on one at a time.
>>134780
The room is very large and open, maybe 50 feet wide, a hundred feet long, and 35 or more feet in height, being essentially a garage. There are work benches and tool boxes around the edges that make it a little harder to move. By far the largest and greatest obstacle in the room is the raised set of rails on the left side, and the trawler near the middle, as well as the winch in front of the trawler and at the end of the rails. These effectively cut the room in half (though it's possible to step or maybe fly over the rails) except on the far right side. There are windows on the second level, a (closed) large door on the left, a door to exit where Iron came from, and the status of any doors on the other side of the trawler is unknown
The room is very large and open, maybe 50 feet wide, a hundred feet long, and 35 or more feet in height, being essentially a garage. There are work benches and tool boxes around the edges that make it a little harder to move. By far the largest and greatest obstacle in the room is the raised set of rails on the left side, and the trawler near the middle, as well as the winch in front of the trawler and at the end of the rails. These effectively cut the room in half (though it's possible to step or maybe fly over the rails) except on the far right side. There are windows on the second level, a (closed) large door on the left, a door to exit where Iron came from, and the status of any doors on the other side of the trawler is unknown
>>134781
From what he understood from the scenery seen, he at first check the winch's position in relation to the griffons, starting to use his less developed concrete jungle mind to diminish the enemy's advantage in numbers by forcing them to attack one at a time.
(Maybe I can buy some time by making them split up through the bars while one tries to hold me down,) he thinks.
From what he understood from the scenery seen, he at first check the winch's position in relation to the griffons, starting to use his less developed concrete jungle mind to diminish the enemy's advantage in numbers by forcing them to attack one at a time.
(Maybe I can buy some time by making them split up through the bars while one tries to hold me down,) he thinks.
>>134782
The winch is rather large, with a spool of steel chain two feet in diameter, propped up several feet off the ground and connected to an electric motor. The end of the chain is connected to a moor on the trawler. The winch is directly attached to the rails and forms the end of it. The rails are several feet tall, several feet apart from each other, and have a recess underneath them that is deeper than the floor of the room. The rails and the winch are painted in alternating stripes of yellow. The winch is essentially parallel to the griffins and their table, across from them
The winch is rather large, with a spool of steel chain two feet in diameter, propped up several feet off the ground and connected to an electric motor. The end of the chain is connected to a moor on the trawler. The winch is directly attached to the rails and forms the end of it. The rails are several feet tall, several feet apart from each other, and have a recess underneath them that is deeper than the floor of the room. The rails and the winch are painted in alternating stripes of yellow. The winch is essentially parallel to the griffins and their table, across from them
>>134783
Iron couldn't help but pout softly as he looked back at the entrance, now deciding if the hallway back there is a better spot to hold the ground if it manages to undermine their numbers.
Iron couldn't help but pout softly as he looked back at the entrance, now deciding if the hallway back there is a better spot to hold the ground if it manages to undermine their numbers.
>>134784
The door behind Iron does indeed still exist, with Sands looking uncertain and standing near it
The door behind Iron does indeed still exist, with Sands looking uncertain and standing near it
>>134785
Iron's mouth curls further. (Crud. Now Sands' there and if I go there, she's going to be attacked, too,) he thinks (specially with the unconscious bodies around there.)
Glancing back at his battlefield, he starts to walk towards the winch, licking his lips in anticipation as he looks for a way up there.
(I might need to go all out,) he thinks (give in to my natural instincts.) aka barbarian rage.
Iron's mouth curls further. (Crud. Now Sands' there and if I go there, she's going to be attacked, too,) he thinks (specially with the unconscious bodies around there.)
Glancing back at his battlefield, he starts to walk towards the winch, licking his lips in anticipation as he looks for a way up there.
(I might need to go all out,) he thinks (give in to my natural instincts.) aka barbarian rage.
>>134786
Three griffins. They don’t look as large as the two that he fought earlier. It’s hard to see what weapons, if any, they have available. They seem to have been playing a card game, and look surprised by the appearance of Iron
Three griffins. They don’t look as large as the two that he fought earlier. It’s hard to see what weapons, if any, they have available. They seem to have been playing a card game, and look surprised by the appearance of Iron
>>134787
Feeling it's a good idea to simply walk away from their vision while acting the slightest bit shocked himself, Iron trots towards the right-most corner instead and hopefully manage to either get them close to him or leave their weapons behind and thinking it's just a trespasser and not some sort of henchman seeking to bust their feathers.
Feeling it's a good idea to simply walk away from their vision while acting the slightest bit shocked himself, Iron trots towards the right-most corner instead and hopefully manage to either get them close to him or leave their weapons behind and thinking it's just a trespasser and not some sort of henchman seeking to bust their feathers.
>>134789
Feeling exposing himself yet again is going to cause more headaches for the griffons, Iron's foalish side can't help but to slowly, carefully retreat back into cover, still remaining as slightly shocked as ever.
Feeling exposing himself yet again is going to cause more headaches for the griffons, Iron's foalish side can't help but to slowly, carefully retreat back into cover, still remaining as slightly shocked as ever.
>>134792
It's unclear whether the room is large enough to allow flight or cramped enough to prevent it... But the ceiling is high above his head in almost every position, although the hull of the trawler gives some cover, and it's probably technically possible to go underneath the trawler on the rails or inside the cabin if he could get on the deck. Aside from that, he can go back the way he came.
It's unclear whether the room is large enough to allow flight or cramped enough to prevent it... But the ceiling is high above his head in almost every position, although the hull of the trawler gives some cover, and it's probably technically possible to go underneath the trawler on the rails or inside the cabin if he could get on the deck. Aside from that, he can go back the way he came.
>>134793
Seeing no other feasible option that doesn't involve getting striked from above, Iron decides to trot back the way he came into the room, having given up on the room to provide a good battleground for his rather disadvantagious position.
Seeing no other feasible option that doesn't involve getting striked from above, Iron decides to trot back the way he came into the room, having given up on the room to provide a good battleground for his rather disadvantagious position.
>>134794
Sands, seeing Iron coming, goes through the door before him. Iron again finds himself in the hallway, expanding to a cubicle behind him, two closed doors on the right, and a closed door on the left
Sands, seeing Iron coming, goes through the door before him. Iron again finds himself in the hallway, expanding to a cubicle behind him, two closed doors on the right, and a closed door on the left
>>134795
"Three griffons," Iron whispers to Sands as he closes the door behind him "I could not see what they had, but they definitely saw me."
With that being said, Iron chooses the closed door on the left, attempting to maybe weird the griffs out enough to maybe follow him to a door he could use to limit any attacks against him.
(Yeah. As long as they do not bring weapons, that should work.)
"Three griffons," Iron whispers to Sands as he closes the door behind him "I could not see what they had, but they definitely saw me."
With that being said, Iron chooses the closed door on the left, attempting to maybe weird the griffs out enough to maybe follow him to a door he could use to limit any attacks against him.
(Yeah. As long as they do not bring weapons, that should work.)
>>134797
Quickly beckoning Sands inside the room, Iron leaves this door partly open before pointing at the stalls. "I will see if I can take them," he whispers to her before readying himself, using his hearing to pinpoint an estimated location.
[1d20+8 = 27]<Listen Check
Quickly beckoning Sands inside the room, Iron leaves this door partly open before pointing at the stalls. "I will see if I can take them," he whispers to her before readying himself, using his hearing to pinpoint an estimated location.
[1d20+8 = 27]<Listen Check
>>134798
The griffins are talking to each other. Iron cannot make out what they are saying, and they do not seem to be speaking ponish in any case. One of them opens the door to the hallway
The griffins are talking to each other. Iron cannot make out what they are saying, and they do not seem to be speaking ponish in any case. One of them opens the door to the hallway
>>134799
Realizing the potential from hiding inside the stalls to jump out into surprised enemies, Iron intentionally makes the door creak before slipping into a stall himself, closing the door and awaiting his time to strike.
Realizing the potential from hiding inside the stalls to jump out into surprised enemies, Iron intentionally makes the door creak before slipping into a stall himself, closing the door and awaiting his time to strike.
>>134802
Iron attempts to peek from any cracks the stall has to offer in the hopes of seeing what was coming.
Iron attempts to peek from any cracks the stall has to offer in the hopes of seeing what was coming.
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Just a quick update on my game though it's probably distracting at best.
This time I loaded an old save two years back and focused on navy construction and oil production, building as many synthetic refineries as I could fit in my land. With all the technology this amounted to 1.8k extra production, not enough to be secure but I was able to make up the difference with judicious use and sacrificing production to buy oil on the world market. It wasn't challenging in the fun way as I had to micro my planes constantly and hold them when enemy bombings stopped. However, I never got below 50% in reserves so that was reassuring.
I also moved faster when I declared war, promptly landing troops on Trottingham as soon as the coast was clear. This was a handy base from which to launch bombers to obliterate the enemy navy. Naval bombing is as OP as it is in real life as Prywhen losts countless cruisers, battlecruisers, carriers, and battleships to my coastal bomber presence. Combining this strategy with submarine warfare made being a Prywhen sailor the most dangerous profession in the world.
In reality I think the Kingdom of Prywhen is a paper tiger despite the excellent buffs it gets with national spirits. You can see how much land it has in the first picture. However, only the Changelings who had been previously castrated by Equestria looked to be in any serious danger, though I'm sure Olenia would have fallen with enough time. I was preparing to launch a D-Day into Equestria but both the Changelings and the deer beat me to it, but my reinforcements helped secure the eastern coast. Although Prywhen had nearly a thousand divisions the few I encountered were 20-width and melted before me, though that may be because I was using space marine templates and fully upgraded griffon knights. The whole enemy army looked to be starved by the time and I didn't face any major offensive, but maybe that had to do with Equestrian resistance. Fascist Stalliongrad joined the war after I already took the northeast and the first thing they did was nuke Canterlot. Anyway, it took only a year after the outbreak of war to completely secure Equestria, with the Changelings somehow occupying more land than Chrysalis ever did. I'm confident Griffonia will be more challenging though I wish I could use "ally" airfields.
I should have screencapped war participation, but I have 35%. I barely have any ground casualties with about two million for our side total, but Prywhen has taken over twelve million after losing the entire army in Equestria.
This time I loaded an old save two years back and focused on navy construction and oil production, building as many synthetic refineries as I could fit in my land. With all the technology this amounted to 1.8k extra production, not enough to be secure but I was able to make up the difference with judicious use and sacrificing production to buy oil on the world market. It wasn't challenging in the fun way as I had to micro my planes constantly and hold them when enemy bombings stopped. However, I never got below 50% in reserves so that was reassuring.
I also moved faster when I declared war, promptly landing troops on Trottingham as soon as the coast was clear. This was a handy base from which to launch bombers to obliterate the enemy navy. Naval bombing is as OP as it is in real life as Prywhen losts countless cruisers, battlecruisers, carriers, and battleships to my coastal bomber presence. Combining this strategy with submarine warfare made being a Prywhen sailor the most dangerous profession in the world.
In reality I think the Kingdom of Prywhen is a paper tiger despite the excellent buffs it gets with national spirits. You can see how much land it has in the first picture. However, only the Changelings who had been previously castrated by Equestria looked to be in any serious danger, though I'm sure Olenia would have fallen with enough time. I was preparing to launch a D-Day into Equestria but both the Changelings and the deer beat me to it, but my reinforcements helped secure the eastern coast. Although Prywhen had nearly a thousand divisions the few I encountered were 20-width and melted before me, though that may be because I was using space marine templates and fully upgraded griffon knights. The whole enemy army looked to be starved by the time and I didn't face any major offensive, but maybe that had to do with Equestrian resistance. Fascist Stalliongrad joined the war after I already took the northeast and the first thing they did was nuke Canterlot. Anyway, it took only a year after the outbreak of war to completely secure Equestria, with the Changelings somehow occupying more land than Chrysalis ever did. I'm confident Griffonia will be more challenging though I wish I could use "ally" airfields.
I should have screencapped war participation, but I have 35%. I barely have any ground casualties with about two million for our side total, but Prywhen has taken over twelve million after losing the entire army in Equestria.
>>134808
>Prywhen just annexing large nations
Okay, that's really spooky
>Prywhen is a Paper Tiger
>Had 1000 divisions, and suffered as many losses as all Soviet losses including POWs in WW2
You and I have very different definitions of "Paper Tiger
>Prywhen just annexing large nations
Okay, that's really spooky
>Prywhen is a Paper Tiger
>Had 1000 divisions, and suffered as many losses as all Soviet losses including POWs in WW2
You and I have very different definitions of "Paper Tiger
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>>134495
>>134494
Jubilosa gives her own commentary:
"Well, I don't see what is so wrong with that..."
She trails off at the end, aware that her words are not desired, and she becomes quiet. Khoi doesn't act like she heard Jubilosa. But she does respond to Silver's question:
"You must understand, the Khoe dynasty would face a difficult task even without the rebels, and without the Storm King. Ngua Nam would face change regardless, and to stand strong as King in these times would be like to stand strong in the middle of river. You are more likely to be swept away with the current. The Khoe dynasty started two centuries ago, when a general named Cháy Rừng overthrew the last ruler of the Yín Mén dynasty, a northern Kirin bloodline, and restored Ngua Nam to rule by the native Kylan.
Áo Gió Khoe, the old King, was very well versed in the teachings embodied in the Great Vehicle and ruled Ngua Nam in peace for twenty-five years. But he tired of politics and ostentation, and decided to seek awakening in a small farm on a hill in the country. He visits the temples and the places of the poor to help out sometimes. He retired a year before the Storm King came. Some say he stepped down to leave the throne to his son, so he would not be the last king of Ngua Nam, the one to lose it all.”
She pauses, and closes her eyes as she hakes her head
“But that is not true at all. He helps his son when the country needs it, but stays away from power otherwise. I admire him…
His son is Prince Chắn Sóng Khoe. They is call him ‘Prince’ because of his young age and his still living father, who often makes the decisions instead of Chắn Sóng. But he is King now, and has been much of his life. I think he wants to be something more than a ‘king,’ a highest noble. He wants to be a sort of father of the nation, a ruler who does not simply rule by law but cultivates the virtue of his people. This philosophy is common in the Kirin Empire, but he may have been inspired by your . But he is more likely to be the Last King than to be a father of the nation. He appeared weak when the Storm King came, and his personality is sometimes overshadowed by his ministers. His passion, I think, is in reforming the education system, to add more state-owned schools alongside the village and religious schools. I went to one of these for a couple years. He lacks his fathers wisdom, but he has the energy and idealism of youth. What one lacks, the other has.
The Foreign Minister is Hěnduō Fāngfǎ. He is not Kylan but is the foal of Imperial merchants. The elder king could see his talent and positioned him as ambassador to the Empire. He proved skilled at navigating the complex relationships between nations, and so was made Foreign Minister, and in this role has served both kings. His special project is trade. He hopes to attract foreign investors, and to open new markets for exports. But he’s spent most of his tenure dealing with the wars. It was he more than anyone who kept the Storm King’s forces at bay and stopped them from despoiling the country. But it was likely he who invited the subversive foreign advisers, a failure that casts a shadow over his whole tenure. Neither the foreign mining corporations he has brought, nor the new military backers make him especially popular in the country. But I remember the siege of Cue Song. I do not think the rebels could have been defeated were it not for the foreign bought planes bombing the rebel artillery. His craftiness is invaluable to the nation.
Gió Nóng is the head of the Army and the Minister of War. Like Hěnduō he is not Kylan, but he is not northern Kirin either, but is of a minority tribe of the western mountains and follows an Equestrian Celestialist religion. Born to a landowning family, his family’s plantation has been destroyed and its remains taken twice, by both the Storm King and the rebels. With no where else to go, he spends day and night organizing the resistance against the partisans. He is not a full supporter of the Monarchy, admittedly a dangerous trait for his position, and instead calls himself a ‘Nationalist’ and an ‘Anti-Communist.’ Yet he is valuable because, though does not quite equal Bright Will’s tactical genius, he has a firm understanding of the provincial rulers, their lands and needs, and is a skilled staffer. He is less popular with the peasantry than he is with the landowners, less popular even than Hěnduō. What he considers a ‘modernizing national service’ is seen by some as just a peasant levy. But I was impressed into the national service myself. And I know that Cue Song did not fall, for all the effort of the enemy. And I know that no major city has fallen since he became Chief of the Army"
>>134494
Jubilosa gives her own commentary:
"Well, I don't see what is so wrong with that..."
She trails off at the end, aware that her words are not desired, and she becomes quiet. Khoi doesn't act like she heard Jubilosa. But she does respond to Silver's question:
"You must understand, the Khoe dynasty would face a difficult task even without the rebels, and without the Storm King. Ngua Nam would face change regardless, and to stand strong as King in these times would be like to stand strong in the middle of river. You are more likely to be swept away with the current. The Khoe dynasty started two centuries ago, when a general named Cháy Rừng overthrew the last ruler of the Yín Mén dynasty, a northern Kirin bloodline, and restored Ngua Nam to rule by the native Kylan.
Áo Gió Khoe, the old King, was very well versed in the teachings embodied in the Great Vehicle and ruled Ngua Nam in peace for twenty-five years. But he tired of politics and ostentation, and decided to seek awakening in a small farm on a hill in the country. He visits the temples and the places of the poor to help out sometimes. He retired a year before the Storm King came. Some say he stepped down to leave the throne to his son, so he would not be the last king of Ngua Nam, the one to lose it all.”
She pauses, and closes her eyes as she hakes her head
“But that is not true at all. He helps his son when the country needs it, but stays away from power otherwise. I admire him…
His son is Prince Chắn Sóng Khoe. They is call him ‘Prince’ because of his young age and his still living father, who often makes the decisions instead of Chắn Sóng. But he is King now, and has been much of his life. I think he wants to be something more than a ‘king,’ a highest noble. He wants to be a sort of father of the nation, a ruler who does not simply rule by law but cultivates the virtue of his people. This philosophy is common in the Kirin Empire, but he may have been inspired by your . But he is more likely to be the Last King than to be a father of the nation. He appeared weak when the Storm King came, and his personality is sometimes overshadowed by his ministers. His passion, I think, is in reforming the education system, to add more state-owned schools alongside the village and religious schools. I went to one of these for a couple years. He lacks his fathers wisdom, but he has the energy and idealism of youth. What one lacks, the other has.
The Foreign Minister is Hěnduō Fāngfǎ. He is not Kylan but is the foal of Imperial merchants. The elder king could see his talent and positioned him as ambassador to the Empire. He proved skilled at navigating the complex relationships between nations, and so was made Foreign Minister, and in this role has served both kings. His special project is trade. He hopes to attract foreign investors, and to open new markets for exports. But he’s spent most of his tenure dealing with the wars. It was he more than anyone who kept the Storm King’s forces at bay and stopped them from despoiling the country. But it was likely he who invited the subversive foreign advisers, a failure that casts a shadow over his whole tenure. Neither the foreign mining corporations he has brought, nor the new military backers make him especially popular in the country. But I remember the siege of Cue Song. I do not think the rebels could have been defeated were it not for the foreign bought planes bombing the rebel artillery. His craftiness is invaluable to the nation.
Gió Nóng is the head of the Army and the Minister of War. Like Hěnduō he is not Kylan, but he is not northern Kirin either, but is of a minority tribe of the western mountains and follows an Equestrian Celestialist religion. Born to a landowning family, his family’s plantation has been destroyed and its remains taken twice, by both the Storm King and the rebels. With no where else to go, he spends day and night organizing the resistance against the partisans. He is not a full supporter of the Monarchy, admittedly a dangerous trait for his position, and instead calls himself a ‘Nationalist’ and an ‘Anti-Communist.’ Yet he is valuable because, though does not quite equal Bright Will’s tactical genius, he has a firm understanding of the provincial rulers, their lands and needs, and is a skilled staffer. He is less popular with the peasantry than he is with the landowners, less popular even than Hěnduō. What he considers a ‘modernizing national service’ is seen by some as just a peasant levy. But I was impressed into the national service myself. And I know that Cue Song did not fall, for all the effort of the enemy. And I know that no major city has fallen since he became Chief of the Army"
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>>134495
>>134811
She continues,
"Gió Nóng’s main assistant is the head of the National Police. Someone called Không Ai. I don’t know his background. We just know his horn is broken from an assassin’s bomb, and he wears excessive clothing. Gió Nóng may be disliked by many, but Không Ai is the most hated person in all Ngua Nam. He has not a single friend, save for an Equestrian Pegasus stallion named Drawn Card, who is an advisor on matters of policing, and part of the attache. The two are said to sit by themselves at a table, eating together in the public lunchroom, as they do many things together. Drawn Card must be a strong influence on Không, as Không likes to dress his officers up in black uniforms, and decorate themselves with the two horseshoes, back to back.”
Khoi moves her hooves so that she can try to form the symbol of the two horseshoes. Her split-toed Kirin feet don’t look like they could fit normal horseshoes.
“Though he does not have the love of the people, he has their fear… His officers arrest suspected rebels by the thousand. They come at night, and during work, and every hour of the day. There are stories about what happens to prisoners... And there are rumors that he is addicted to painkilling opiates, or that he commits crimes against nature with Drawn Card… But you must understand, he is near legendary among the nation. When his name is mentioned, or his National Police is mentioned, ears go up and Kylan look around. He is like a made up creature parents tell their foals to spook them into behaving, lest they be dragged away and eaten. I think the other ministers tolerate him because he is like a mousing cat.”
She pauses for a long moment and looks around
“In the earlier days of the war, the city of Đền Cổ came under siege from the rebels. The garrison there took up position behind the barricade… Until part of the garrison let the rebels through the gate at night and slaughtered the loyalists. Nothing like that has happened since Không Ai has come. If Gió Nóng is a match for Bright Will’s determination and strength of will, then Không Ai is a match for his ruthlessness.”
She takes another pause, this one shorter
“Trên Tán Cây is his opposite. She was born of the peasantry, to a family that has supplied many monks. She went to school in the Griffin lands, and a teacher of hers there, Ailes Bleues I think is his name, has come here to teach. She believes the people embrace the new ideas because of issues like poverty, or anxiety about industrialization. So she promotes helping the poor and the less advantaged. The young Prince made her the Minister of Health, besides roles like land redistribution and resettlement – one of the few staff choices to come from Chắn Sóng and not the Elder King. Their ideas about education and healthcare are similar. She is very popular among the people. Unlike the other Ministers, who stay in their concrete buildings in the walled cities for fear of assassination, she walks out in the open unafraid, from town to town and village to village. Her plans have not been perfect, for even where there is an effort to make them real, they meet opposition, like land reform, or face practical problems, like resettlement, or in the cases of some hospitals, are targeted by the rebels. But she is one of the few with the hope, the ideas, and the compassion to challenge Bright Will’s vision of the future.
When I was in the national service, I was a nurse's assistant in a makeshift hospital under her ministry. There was no air cooling, and there were not always enough beds or doctors or good sanitation, but the Kylan there carried on their duty. I could tell she was an inspiration to them… to all of us.”
She sighs
“I don’t think the Monarchy knows what it wants to be. And I don’t think it has a singe person, or single idea, to match the fever-dream movement of the rebels. But with the wisdom, the youthful idealism, the determination, the ruthlessness, and the compassion of the many who comprise it, they are collectively a match for Bright Will and his movement. Though they hold only half of a less wealthy vassal state of the Empire, they persevere as a capable and independent nation in spite of a decade of intermittent war and foreign influence.”
>>134811
She continues,
"Gió Nóng’s main assistant is the head of the National Police. Someone called Không Ai. I don’t know his background. We just know his horn is broken from an assassin’s bomb, and he wears excessive clothing. Gió Nóng may be disliked by many, but Không Ai is the most hated person in all Ngua Nam. He has not a single friend, save for an Equestrian Pegasus stallion named Drawn Card, who is an advisor on matters of policing, and part of the attache. The two are said to sit by themselves at a table, eating together in the public lunchroom, as they do many things together. Drawn Card must be a strong influence on Không, as Không likes to dress his officers up in black uniforms, and decorate themselves with the two horseshoes, back to back.”
Khoi moves her hooves so that she can try to form the symbol of the two horseshoes. Her split-toed Kirin feet don’t look like they could fit normal horseshoes.
“Though he does not have the love of the people, he has their fear… His officers arrest suspected rebels by the thousand. They come at night, and during work, and every hour of the day. There are stories about what happens to prisoners... And there are rumors that he is addicted to painkilling opiates, or that he commits crimes against nature with Drawn Card… But you must understand, he is near legendary among the nation. When his name is mentioned, or his National Police is mentioned, ears go up and Kylan look around. He is like a made up creature parents tell their foals to spook them into behaving, lest they be dragged away and eaten. I think the other ministers tolerate him because he is like a mousing cat.”
She pauses for a long moment and looks around
“In the earlier days of the war, the city of Đền Cổ came under siege from the rebels. The garrison there took up position behind the barricade… Until part of the garrison let the rebels through the gate at night and slaughtered the loyalists. Nothing like that has happened since Không Ai has come. If Gió Nóng is a match for Bright Will’s determination and strength of will, then Không Ai is a match for his ruthlessness.”
She takes another pause, this one shorter
“Trên Tán Cây is his opposite. She was born of the peasantry, to a family that has supplied many monks. She went to school in the Griffin lands, and a teacher of hers there, Ailes Bleues I think is his name, has come here to teach. She believes the people embrace the new ideas because of issues like poverty, or anxiety about industrialization. So she promotes helping the poor and the less advantaged. The young Prince made her the Minister of Health, besides roles like land redistribution and resettlement – one of the few staff choices to come from Chắn Sóng and not the Elder King. Their ideas about education and healthcare are similar. She is very popular among the people. Unlike the other Ministers, who stay in their concrete buildings in the walled cities for fear of assassination, she walks out in the open unafraid, from town to town and village to village. Her plans have not been perfect, for even where there is an effort to make them real, they meet opposition, like land reform, or face practical problems, like resettlement, or in the cases of some hospitals, are targeted by the rebels. But she is one of the few with the hope, the ideas, and the compassion to challenge Bright Will’s vision of the future.
When I was in the national service, I was a nurse's assistant in a makeshift hospital under her ministry. There was no air cooling, and there were not always enough beds or doctors or good sanitation, but the Kylan there carried on their duty. I could tell she was an inspiration to them… to all of us.”
She sighs
“I don’t think the Monarchy knows what it wants to be. And I don’t think it has a singe person, or single idea, to match the fever-dream movement of the rebels. But with the wisdom, the youthful idealism, the determination, the ruthlessness, and the compassion of the many who comprise it, they are collectively a match for Bright Will and his movement. Though they hold only half of a less wealthy vassal state of the Empire, they persevere as a capable and independent nation in spite of a decade of intermittent war and foreign influence.”
>>134811
>>134813
Silver listens quietly and respectfully during her telling of the kirins behind the Khoe Dynasty. He mimics her hoof gesture to make the Black Hooves symbol, grimmaces at her telling of the secret police of Không Ai, and smiles at her tale of Trên Tán Cây.
"It sounds little bit like Whites of Severyana, during our own civil war."
His smile slowly fades as he thinks about the outcome of that particular war.
"Hmm. If I was move religious pony, I might suggest that you were not destined to fight and die in civil war, but to live on and share your light. Certainly there would have been bright light snuffed out from this world had you stayed and died. But I do not know if that would answer your question of why you fought at Hoebuck and not in your motherland. I do know that civil war is bloody, and brutal. There is usually very little to be gained from such fighting besides spilling your own countrypeople's blood. Perhaps you felt disillusioned with it, for Ngua Nam to survive fighting bloody war against Storm King only for your own people to start killing each other in aftermath instead of rebuilding. It also sounded like you had hoped to bring rest of your family here too when you had become settled, right?"
>>134813
Silver listens quietly and respectfully during her telling of the kirins behind the Khoe Dynasty. He mimics her hoof gesture to make the Black Hooves symbol, grimmaces at her telling of the secret police of Không Ai, and smiles at her tale of Trên Tán Cây.
"It sounds little bit like Whites of Severyana, during our own civil war."
His smile slowly fades as he thinks about the outcome of that particular war.
"Hmm. If I was move religious pony, I might suggest that you were not destined to fight and die in civil war, but to live on and share your light. Certainly there would have been bright light snuffed out from this world had you stayed and died. But I do not know if that would answer your question of why you fought at Hoebuck and not in your motherland. I do know that civil war is bloody, and brutal. There is usually very little to be gained from such fighting besides spilling your own countrypeople's blood. Perhaps you felt disillusioned with it, for Ngua Nam to survive fighting bloody war against Storm King only for your own people to start killing each other in aftermath instead of rebuilding. It also sounded like you had hoped to bring rest of your family here too when you had become settled, right?"
>>134834
She looks sad for a moment , but then had a reassured smile at Silver’s words.
“I don’t... I don’t know. My father would not want to leave our home. His family has owned that land as free holders for four generations, since his great grandfather received it. My older sister is married. I don’t think they would want to leave unless they had no other choice. I don’t want that to happen. I would like to return, if I could. And I would like to send money back to them, to help them.”
She looks sad for a moment , but then had a reassured smile at Silver’s words.
“I don’t... I don’t know. My father would not want to leave our home. His family has owned that land as free holders for four generations, since his great grandfather received it. My older sister is married. I don’t think they would want to leave unless they had no other choice. I don’t want that to happen. I would like to return, if I could. And I would like to send money back to them, to help them.”
>>134835
Silver smiles back at her.
"If you are willing, I would be honored to help you, in whatever way I can."
Silver smiles back at her.
"If you are willing, I would be honored to help you, in whatever way I can."
>>134837
"I know, but my offer still stands for you if you want it, Khoi."
He continues to smile brightly at the kirin.
"I know, but my offer still stands for you if you want it, Khoi."
He continues to smile brightly at the kirin.
>>134842
She looks embarrassed
Jubilosa:
“Yeah. Why not?0
Mala:
“I wish someone offered me money when I was on the street.”
Khoi:
“Well... I mean... each Kirin, err, creature should strive to be self sufficient. To care for others rather than to be cared for. That is part of becoming an adult.”
She looks embarrassed
Jubilosa:
“Yeah. Why not?0
Mala:
“I wish someone offered me money when I was on the street.”
Khoi:
“Well... I mean... each Kirin, err, creature should strive to be self sufficient. To care for others rather than to be cared for. That is part of becoming an adult.”
>>134843
Silver nods at Khoi.
"That is understandable. But there is no shame in offering or accepting help, especially if it is to or from those who care for you."
He leans over to give the poor Mala some pets.
"You do not have to accept it, but I would like for you to know that my offer of help is always there for you."
Silver nods at Khoi.
"That is understandable. But there is no shame in offering or accepting help, especially if it is to or from those who care for you."
He leans over to give the poor Mala some pets.
"You do not have to accept it, but I would like for you to know that my offer of help is always there for you."
>>134844
She smiles. Mala also smiles
“Thanks... I would like to stay here some time more, if I could. Maybe not until I am married, but... a little longer.”
She smiles. Mala also smiles
“Thanks... I would like to stay here some time more, if I could. Maybe not until I am married, but... a little longer.”
>>134846
She smiles.
Jubilosa:
“I would like you to stay around longer. It’s been kind of nice these last two days.”
She smiles.
Jubilosa:
“I would like you to stay around longer. It’s been kind of nice these last two days.”
>>134847
Silver nods in agreement.
"It has been wonderful being part of household again, and you are valued part of it."
Silver nods in agreement.
"It has been wonderful being part of household again, and you are valued part of it."
>>134849
Silver rolls his eyes and lets out an amused chuckle.
"Well, whatever you would call it, it has been wonderful having you three here."
Silver rolls his eyes and lets out an amused chuckle.
"Well, whatever you would call it, it has been wonderful having you three here."
>>134851
Most definitely. He looks to his friends after they release each other.
"I do have to apologise, but I have couple quick errands I have to finish tonight. I will be back before too long, though."
Most definitely. He looks to his friends after they release each other.
"I do have to apologise, but I have couple quick errands I have to finish tonight. I will be back before too long, though."
>>134852
The creatures look up at him
Khoi:
“Uh, alright”
Jubilosa:
“Get some wine while you are out.”
Mala just stares
The creatures look up at him
Khoi:
“Uh, alright”
Jubilosa:
“Get some wine while you are out.”
Mala just stares
>>134853
Silver nods to Jubilosa.
"Absolutely."
He bids them goodbye, then departs for Black Cauldron's place of work. If it's available, he takes a taxi, otherwise he trots.
Silver nods to Jubilosa.
"Absolutely."
He bids them goodbye, then departs for Black Cauldron's place of work. If it's available, he takes a taxi, otherwise he trots.
>>134854
Taxis are not as common in Cherry Hill as the main city, and Silver trots some ways before a taxi passes. But it isn’t that long, really, before a taxi comes along and takes Silver to East side, to the Watering Hope. By this time a crowd is building, and music is playing - some new tune. He knows this is the place, and it’s a pretty active time. Or at least, it will be soon.
Taxis are not as common in Cherry Hill as the main city, and Silver trots some ways before a taxi passes. But it isn’t that long, really, before a taxi comes along and takes Silver to East side, to the Watering Hope. By this time a crowd is building, and music is playing - some new tune. He knows this is the place, and it’s a pretty active time. Or at least, it will be soon.
>>134810
Allied losses were only about three and a half million, mostly among the Olenians, Changelings and New Mareland. Nova Griffonia has taken only a few thousand casualties (I don't think air losses are counted, otherwise it would be higher). I'll grab a screencap of the war next time.
>>134841
>she squirts around on the couch
NOT ON THE COUCH!.
Unironically though, great backstory.
>Hěnduō Fāngfǎ
Kek
>Gió Nóng is the head of the Army and the Minister of War. Like Hěnduō he is not Kylan, but he is not northern Kirin either, but is of a minority tribe of the western mountains and follows an Equestrian Celestialist religion.
I feel proud for knowing the irl corollary of this character.
Allied losses were only about three and a half million, mostly among the Olenians, Changelings and New Mareland. Nova Griffonia has taken only a few thousand casualties (I don't think air losses are counted, otherwise it would be higher). I'll grab a screencap of the war next time.
>>134841
>she squirts around on the couch
NOT ON THE COUCH!.
Unironically though, great backstory.
>Hěnduō Fāngfǎ
Kek
>Gió Nóng is the head of the Army and the Minister of War. Like Hěnduō he is not Kylan, but he is not northern Kirin either, but is of a minority tribe of the western mountains and follows an Equestrian Celestialist religion.
I feel proud for knowing the irl corollary of this character.
>>134912
I’m curious as to why that name invites a “Kek”
Gió Nóng, the head of the secret police, and even the griffin have direct IRL parallels, as do many of the programs and efforts described.
writing this almost felt like an application for EAW writing
I’m curious as to why that name invites a “Kek”
Gió Nóng, the head of the secret police, and even the griffin have direct IRL parallels, as do many of the programs and efforts described.
writing this almost felt like an application for EAW writing
>>134913
It's literally "Many Methods" in Mandarin so although it's not an accurate Chinese name it's a clever use of Google translate
You would be a great EAW loremaster. I don't know if they would accept you because of your associations, and you're definitely busy with other things, but still.
It's literally "Many Methods" in Mandarin so although it's not an accurate Chinese name it's a clever use of Google translate
You would be a great EAW loremaster. I don't know if they would accept you because of your associations, and you're definitely busy with other things, but still.
>>134914
It’s supposed to me “many ways,” which is an epithet for Odysseus in “The Odyssey,” since the character’s modus operandi was similar to a description of Odysseus I recall from a literature professor in college. I have no idea if that explanation is more or less satisfying than what you imagined.
I mean, they have literal talkie on their team, so...
[s\Also, uh, any other commentary?
It’s supposed to me “many ways,” which is an epithet for Odysseus in “The Odyssey,” since the character’s modus operandi was similar to a description of Odysseus I recall from a literature professor in college. I have no idea if that explanation is more or less satisfying than what you imagined.
I mean, they have literal talkie on their team, so...
[s\Also, uh, any other commentary?
>>134915
Not really. I'm guessing "talkie" is supposed to be "tankie." That's an interesting bit of fluff, I just thought it was an appropriate name for a foreign minister who can make things happen through his connections.
Not really. I'm guessing "talkie" is supposed to be "tankie." That's an interesting bit of fluff, I just thought it was an appropriate name for a foreign minister who can make things happen through his connections.
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>Before anyone asks I can't play just came by to say hey
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>>134861
When Silver goes to the counter, he sees a young, red stallion with spiked hair and an eye patch over his right eye. Evidently he works as the bar tender
When Silver goes to the counter, he sees a young, red stallion with spiked hair and an eye patch over his right eye. Evidently he works as the bar tender
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>>135127
"Thank you for the information,sir. is there anything that needs to be taken care of around the HQ?"
"Thank you for the information,sir. is there anything that needs to be taken care of around the HQ?"
>>135128
"There's a new filly we are testing, and the natives are restless as always, but nothing especially relating to you. The actual investigation of the trafficking operation from last night is being taken care of by R & M."
"There's a new filly we are testing, and the natives are restless as always, but nothing especially relating to you. The actual investigation of the trafficking operation from last night is being taken care of by R & M."
>>135130
He nods
"She's on a probationary period of sorts. She's tasked with helping to locate an anarchist printing press. If she succeeds, excellent. If her motives are less than noble, she could only do so much harm."
He nods
"She's on a probationary period of sorts. She's tasked with helping to locate an anarchist printing press. If she succeeds, excellent. If her motives are less than noble, she could only do so much harm."
>>135132
"An Equestrian unicorn filly from somewhere deeper in the countryside. Her name is 'Fantasy Play.'"
"An Equestrian unicorn filly from somewhere deeper in the countryside. Her name is 'Fantasy Play.'"
>>135136
"She likes cats, even taking one inside with her. She's fairly young. She says she has some expertise in illusion magic. She doesn't seem to like either the Anarchists or the Changelings."
"She likes cats, even taking one inside with her. She's fairly young. She says she has some expertise in illusion magic. She doesn't seem to like either the Anarchists or the Changelings."
>>135138
He nods
"It seems the natives in this area didn't appreciate Canterlot's reach any more than the Dominion did, and the new migrants here just do what the labor unions tell them to do. It's rather sad that they go this way, but we are making slow progress to plug the leak. The Changelings, of course have few friends anywhere."
He nods
"It seems the natives in this area didn't appreciate Canterlot's reach any more than the Dominion did, and the new migrants here just do what the labor unions tell them to do. It's rather sad that they go this way, but we are making slow progress to plug the leak. The Changelings, of course have few friends anywhere."
>>135139
"Its Sad Really. i wish things could be different. the labor unions are nothing more than traitors to ponykind."
"Its Sad Really. i wish things could be different. the labor unions are nothing more than traitors to ponykind."
>>135140
He nods again
"Indeed. In other cities they are known to have connections to the mafia. But here, even the mafia would not touch them. The largest of the unions, "CAN" I believe, was nothing other than a political organization that had no other purpose than provoking rebellion, and all of that in the time of the Princesses. So the military banned it, and of course they started a rebellion... It's still banned under Halcyon Shores, and all collective bargaining is done through the state-run worker's Union."
He nods again
"Indeed. In other cities they are known to have connections to the mafia. But here, even the mafia would not touch them. The largest of the unions, "CAN" I believe, was nothing other than a political organization that had no other purpose than provoking rebellion, and all of that in the time of the Princesses. So the military banned it, and of course they started a rebellion... It's still banned under Halcyon Shores, and all collective bargaining is done through the state-run worker's Union."
>>135142
"Oh so much more has already been done, especially in the last revolt. You must understand, that in Baltimare, the Left is very powerful, in a way it isn't in Canterlot, or Fillydelphia. When Stalliongrad seceded to form their own, 'social project,' the Left revolted here too. They subdivide into three seperate factions.
Historically, the most powerful is the Social Democratic Party of Baltimare. They promise to be everything the far left is, minus the whole 'violent revolution' aspect. Whether they actually offer meaningful change through slow reform, or are merely enabling hierarchy and exploitation by curbing its greatest excesses and thus forestalling violent revolution... that is an argument I leave to Left. They came to power after Celestia's Royal Guard crushed the rebellion a quarter century ago. Canterlot thought the region more easily ruled if a compromise were met, and so the SDP took Baltimare as their own personal fiefdom. Through scandal, they lost the election a cycle or two ago... but they took it back.
The Black Hooves Party and its Fascist Republican ideology does not rule as a one party state. You must understand that. And to that end, as a sign of good faith, the Blackhooves have allowed free, democratic elections open to all parties willing to pledge allegiance to Sunset. Half of the SPD consented, and half didn't, but those who did were strong enough to take the key posts in the election. They have undermined Blackhooves rule by refusing to order their police to search homes and look for resistance members. They have placed subtle blocks to our war time industry. Their complacency towards organized crime is questionable to say the least. But the most disturbing trend is that some of them have been found to support the Resistance. And so we have uncovered their indiscretions with Comte Burgher... This will certainly hurt them.
Another faction in the Left in Baltimare is the Communist Party. They've always been the least popular among the masses here - the locals don't take too kindly to the Authoritarian spirit of the ideology, or its tendency towards centralization - but they've become more popular with defectors from the SPD, and their support abroad, as well as actual effectiveness in insurgency, has always boosted their support. They lead the efforts on Blackbriar peer a week ago. And so when that was crushed, a significant blow was struck against the Communists in Baltimare, both in material terms and prestige.
This leaves one strong enemy, the ideology with the most support among the radicals. The Anarchists. I don't care much to explain their ideology, just know that it's perhaps the most appealing the ponies.. and non-ponies" he shudders "of this region. They are neither tainted by the collaboration of the SPD nor the foreign atrocities of the International Communists. Their failures in 92 and 12 hurt them then, but time has passed. They remain strong."
"Oh so much more has already been done, especially in the last revolt. You must understand, that in Baltimare, the Left is very powerful, in a way it isn't in Canterlot, or Fillydelphia. When Stalliongrad seceded to form their own, 'social project,' the Left revolted here too. They subdivide into three seperate factions.
Historically, the most powerful is the Social Democratic Party of Baltimare. They promise to be everything the far left is, minus the whole 'violent revolution' aspect. Whether they actually offer meaningful change through slow reform, or are merely enabling hierarchy and exploitation by curbing its greatest excesses and thus forestalling violent revolution... that is an argument I leave to Left. They came to power after Celestia's Royal Guard crushed the rebellion a quarter century ago. Canterlot thought the region more easily ruled if a compromise were met, and so the SDP took Baltimare as their own personal fiefdom. Through scandal, they lost the election a cycle or two ago... but they took it back.
The Black Hooves Party and its Fascist Republican ideology does not rule as a one party state. You must understand that. And to that end, as a sign of good faith, the Blackhooves have allowed free, democratic elections open to all parties willing to pledge allegiance to Sunset. Half of the SPD consented, and half didn't, but those who did were strong enough to take the key posts in the election. They have undermined Blackhooves rule by refusing to order their police to search homes and look for resistance members. They have placed subtle blocks to our war time industry. Their complacency towards organized crime is questionable to say the least. But the most disturbing trend is that some of them have been found to support the Resistance. And so we have uncovered their indiscretions with Comte Burgher... This will certainly hurt them.
Another faction in the Left in Baltimare is the Communist Party. They've always been the least popular among the masses here - the locals don't take too kindly to the Authoritarian spirit of the ideology, or its tendency towards centralization - but they've become more popular with defectors from the SPD, and their support abroad, as well as actual effectiveness in insurgency, has always boosted their support. They lead the efforts on Blackbriar peer a week ago. And so when that was crushed, a significant blow was struck against the Communists in Baltimare, both in material terms and prestige.
This leaves one strong enemy, the ideology with the most support among the radicals. The Anarchists. I don't care much to explain their ideology, just know that it's perhaps the most appealing the ponies.. and non-ponies" he shudders "of this region. They are neither tainted by the collaboration of the SPD nor the foreign atrocities of the International Communists. Their failures in 92 and 12 hurt them then, but time has passed. They remain strong."
>>135143
"The anarchists must be crushed, if there's any hope of restoring my homeland to her former glory."
"The anarchists must be crushed, if there's any hope of restoring my homeland to her former glory."
>>135144
He nods
"When the city revolted last September, half of the city was out of our control. The whole eastern side away from the harbor. It took five days for the garrison to push in most of it, and eleven days to clean up the remnants... But like puddles left after a flood, some of it came back in... In one neighborhood, the Anarchists have sectioned off a 'commune.' They have a council of their own, and deny the police access often but not always. Our own garrison forces and police never go there. It hasn't been quite the stronghold they hoped, owing to a fear infiltration and informants, and as they have support elsewhere. But things have changed in the last few weeks. The governor in Manehattan decided to do a purge of sorts of the organized crime syndicates, foreigners, and academia, and the results were... predictable. It now has our opponents spooked everywhere in East Equestria. They think they need to act to help their comrades in Manehattan, or at least, to prevent the same from happening to them. Add to that the massacre on Blackbriar Peer, we can only assume the Anarchists feel pressured to act. And we must take this danger seriously."
He nods
"When the city revolted last September, half of the city was out of our control. The whole eastern side away from the harbor. It took five days for the garrison to push in most of it, and eleven days to clean up the remnants... But like puddles left after a flood, some of it came back in... In one neighborhood, the Anarchists have sectioned off a 'commune.' They have a council of their own, and deny the police access often but not always. Our own garrison forces and police never go there. It hasn't been quite the stronghold they hoped, owing to a fear infiltration and informants, and as they have support elsewhere. But things have changed in the last few weeks. The governor in Manehattan decided to do a purge of sorts of the organized crime syndicates, foreigners, and academia, and the results were... predictable. It now has our opponents spooked everywhere in East Equestria. They think they need to act to help their comrades in Manehattan, or at least, to prevent the same from happening to them. Add to that the massacre on Blackbriar Peer, we can only assume the Anarchists feel pressured to act. And we must take this danger seriously."
>>135145
"if they do act that would be bad for them. they would literally be signing their own death warrants."
"if they do act that would be bad for them. they would literally be signing their own death warrants."
>>135146
"Perhaps. But they may well be signing the death warrants for many of our soldiers and collaborators as well, besides disrupting the manufacture and shipments of essential landing gear and aviation gasoline. It would be better to strike first, or - if we must react defensively - that we know precisely what they are doing and where."
"Perhaps. But they may well be signing the death warrants for many of our soldiers and collaborators as well, besides disrupting the manufacture and shipments of essential landing gear and aviation gasoline. It would be better to strike first, or - if we must react defensively - that we know precisely what they are doing and where."
>>135168
"I'm not good with these sorts of things. He just looks ill. I didn't notice anything out of the ordinary kind of sickness."
"I'm not good with these sorts of things. He just looks ill. I didn't notice anything out of the ordinary kind of sickness."
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Fun 1940's fact: did you know public restrooms, or more specifically their stalls, were pay-to-enter and had locks which unlocked by inserting a coin?
Anyway, I did promise to give you screenshot updates of that war. Prywhen had at least 50% more divisions at the start of the war. I was going to join Equestria in a southern naval invasion but after a few in-game days my computer went kaput.
I think my fan is broken. That won't stop me from playing this game, though, whenever it picks up again.
Anyway, I did promise to give you screenshot updates of that war. Prywhen had at least 50% more divisions at the start of the war. I was going to join Equestria in a southern naval invasion but after a few in-game days my computer went kaput.
I think my fan is broken. That won't stop me from playing this game, though, whenever it picks up again.
>>135170
They are still like that in Europe
Okay, that’s quite a few losses for Prywhen
Now I just need to figure out what the characters are doing...
They are still like that in Europe
Okay, that’s quite a few losses for Prywhen
Now I just need to figure out what the characters are doing...
>>135171
They were banned decades ago in the U.S. because feminists argued they comprised gender discrimination as urinals could not be locked the same way. I learned all this from a lockpicking video and it surprised me as I always thought paying to use the restroom was a Rollercoaster Tycoon meme.
They were banned decades ago in the U.S. because feminists argued they comprised gender discrimination as urinals could not be locked the same way. I learned all this from a lockpicking video and it surprised me as I always thought paying to use the restroom was a Rollercoaster Tycoon meme.
hopes to play again soon
Cute farmpony noises
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>>134960
Silver sits down in one of the open seats, and calls him over.
"Have any whiskey? I will take one if you do."
Silver sits down in one of the open seats, and calls him over.
"Have any whiskey? I will take one if you do."
>>134805
Though he pushes open the door with force, he slows down, moving in front of the first stall, then the second, then by Iron's stall...
>>135199
Without word or comment, the pony pulls a glass up from under the counter, then takes a bottle from the shelf behind him, poring Silver an orange tinted whiskey
Though he pushes open the door with force, he slows down, moving in front of the first stall, then the second, then by Iron's stall...
>>135199
Without word or comment, the pony pulls a glass up from under the counter, then takes a bottle from the shelf behind him, poring Silver an orange tinted whiskey
>>135200
Iron readies a mighty buck for the exact moment the griffon tried to open the stall door, hoping to donk him out in one go.
Iron readies a mighty buck for the exact moment the griffon tried to open the stall door, hoping to donk him out in one go.
>>135203
Silver places three Bits on the counter in front of him before taking a drink of his whiskey. He sighs as the drink burns in his throat, before looking to the bartender again.
"Do you know if Black Cauldron is in?"
Silver places three Bits on the counter in front of him before taking a drink of his whiskey. He sighs as the drink burns in his throat, before looking to the bartender again.
"Do you know if Black Cauldron is in?"
As he rotates around, he freezes in place, locking eyes with Silver for some seconds. He moves over to the side, and taps on the shoulder of a big grey Diamond Dog wearing a jacket. The Diamond Dog says to Silver,
"Yes?"
>>135207
Iron bucks back onto the door, immediately knocking it off its hinges, and sending it flying backwards, the top half leaning forward and going first. It flies into the griffin, sending him back towards the wall, and evidently causing his head to hit the back of the wall first, sandwiching him between the wall and door.
"Yes?"
>>135207
Iron bucks back onto the door, immediately knocking it off its hinges, and sending it flying backwards, the top half leaning forward and going first. It flies into the griffin, sending him back towards the wall, and evidently causing his head to hit the back of the wall first, sandwiching him between the wall and door.
>>135208
Silver turns to the Diamond Dog.
"I am looking for Black Cauldron. Do you know if she is in?"
Silver turns to the Diamond Dog.
"I am looking for Black Cauldron. Do you know if she is in?"
>>135208
Iron quickly trots out, slamming against the door with his body in order to bonk the griffin further and potentially trap him between a rock and a hard place.
Funny joek.
Iron quickly trots out, slamming against the door with his body in order to bonk the griffin further and potentially trap him between a rock and a hard place.
Funny joek.
>>135211
Iron turns to Sands with a sheepish smile, pretending that was his plan all along before turning a serious expression and looking down at the griffon.
"Welcome to the jungle," the native greets before proceeding to bonk on the griffon again to knock 'im out.
Iron turns to Sands with a sheepish smile, pretending that was his plan all along before turning a serious expression and looking down at the griffon.
"Welcome to the jungle," the native greets before proceeding to bonk on the griffon again to knock 'im out.
>>135212
Another "slam" on the door, and he's unambiguously out. White Sands scrunches, but stands up and looks to Iron
Another "slam" on the door, and he's unambiguously out. White Sands scrunches, but stands up and looks to Iron
>>135213
Huffing softly, the native turns to Sands. "I assume we have more to do before we get out of here," he proposes, sheepish smile coming back again at her scrunching.
Huffing softly, the native turns to Sands. "I assume we have more to do before we get out of here," he proposes, sheepish smile coming back again at her scrunching.
>>135211
"I met her previously, and thought she might be able to tell me where I can find fence to sell goods to."
"I met her previously, and thought she might be able to tell me where I can find fence to sell goods to."
>>135215
Iron's radar ears start its scanning, wondering if the other two griffs have heard the three slams in the bathroom.
[1d20+8 = 28]<Listen check
Iron's radar ears start its scanning, wondering if the other two griffs have heard the three slams in the bathroom.
[1d20+8 = 28]<Listen check
>>135219
Popping his neck, Iron readies his hooves, carefully walking towards the door for yet another door hinge surprise.
Popping his neck, Iron readies his hooves, carefully walking towards the door for yet another door hinge surprise.
>>135222
Iron, being the predictable stallion that he is, awaits the moment where the griff was standing right in front of the door, licking his lips softly as he glances for Sands' position and potential critique of his current, somewhat desperate method.
Iron, being the predictable stallion that he is, awaits the moment where the griff was standing right in front of the door, licking his lips softly as he glances for Sands' position and potential critique of his current, somewhat desperate method.
She only stares on. It's hard to tell just precisely where the griffin is, as the floor outside is quieter than the tile in the bathroom
>>135225
Iron, feeling the need to ensure the griff comes even closer, does his best imitation of a griffon from what he learnt back at the dock.
"I am-a fine, fellow griffin," he lets out in the crudest Griffalian accent ever recorded in civilized history.
[1d20+1 = 12]<Bluff check
Iron, feeling the need to ensure the griff comes even closer, does his best imitation of a griffon from what he learnt back at the dock.
"I am-a fine, fellow griffin," he lets out in the crudest Griffalian accent ever recorded in civilized history.
[1d20+1 = 12]<Bluff check
>>135227
Cursing softly, Iron unleashes the powerful buck, ready to once again give the griffon a nice, snug massage with doors and walls.
Cursing softly, Iron unleashes the powerful buck, ready to once again give the griffon a nice, snug massage with doors and walls.
>>135230
Iron misses the griffon, but pushes strongly into the door, pushing the griffin back into the hallway, closing the door and damaging it
Iron misses the griffon, but pushes strongly into the door, pushing the griffin back into the hallway, closing the door and damaging it
>>135231
Iron, feeling his joker side coming up, stifles a smile before licking his lips for yet another cultural appropriation crime.
"It is-a private place!" he calls out with that horrible Griffalian accent.
[1d20+1 = 12]<Bluff Check x2.
Iron, feeling his joker side coming up, stifles a smile before licking his lips for yet another cultural appropriation crime.
"It is-a private place!" he calls out with that horrible Griffalian accent.
[1d20+1 = 12]<Bluff Check x2.
>>135234
>"È qui!"
Uh oh.
Iron quickly opens the door up in order to deliver a strong punch to the now tumbling griffon.
[1d20+5 = 24]<Attack (+5 to -5)
>"È qui!"
Uh oh.
Iron quickly opens the door up in order to deliver a strong punch to the now tumbling griffon.
[1d20+5 = 24]<Attack (+5 to -5)
>>135235
By the time Iron opens the door, the griffin is recovering, having evidently just picked up a hatchet. But Iron kicks him. Solidly.
By the time Iron opens the door, the griffin is recovering, having evidently just picked up a hatchet. But Iron kicks him. Solidly.
>>135223
Silver shakes his head no.
"No, came here for you actually. I was wondering if you know of any fences to sell goods to."
Silver shakes his head no.
"No, came here for you actually. I was wondering if you know of any fences to sell goods to."
>>135242
Iron does so with gusto, albeit far more precise this time.
[1d20+8 = 22]<(+2 to -2) Attack roll
He couldn't help but smile at Sands' attempt to help him out, even if she failed.
(She sure got spirit.)
Iron does so with gusto, albeit far more precise this time.
[1d20+8 = 22]<(+2 to -2) Attack roll
He couldn't help but smile at Sands' attempt to help him out, even if she failed.
(She sure got spirit.)
>>135246
Huffing softly, Iron turns to Sands, patting her back before his ears start to scan for the last enemy.
[1d20+8 = 25]<Listen
Huffing softly, Iron turns to Sands, patting her back before his ears start to scan for the last enemy.
[1d20+8 = 25]<Listen
>>135247
This isn't hard. This isn't hard at all. He's coming for Iron through the open door in the reception area, carrying a double barreled shotgun
This isn't hard. This isn't hard at all. He's coming for Iron through the open door in the reception area, carrying a double barreled shotgun
>>135242
Silver nods.
"That it is. I am still new to city, though, so I have no one to sell it to. Can you help me?"
Silver nods.
"That it is. I am still new to city, though, so I have no one to sell it to. Can you help me?"
>>135248
Charging towards the shotgun wielding griffon with a menacing look on his face in order to sell that scare factor even further, Iron opts to buck the griff in his chin while ignoring the glaring issue of charging at the most effective singlefire close range weapon.
[1d20+7 = 23]<Charge attack (+5 for -5)
Charging towards the shotgun wielding griffon with a menacing look on his face in order to sell that scare factor even further, Iron opts to buck the griff in his chin while ignoring the glaring issue of charging at the most effective singlefire close range weapon.
[1d20+7 = 23]<Charge attack (+5 for -5)
>>135257
>>135256
>>135255
Pushing through the insane recoil of the shotgun, Iron connects his powerful strike with a strained smile on his face to intimidate the griffon that thought the big boomstick would actually help him right now.
[1d3+10 = 12]<Bonk
[1d20+9 = 24]<Intimidate (just to add some extra oomph into the griff's psyche.)
>>135256
>>135255
Pushing through the insane recoil of the shotgun, Iron connects his powerful strike with a strained smile on his face to intimidate the griffon that thought the big boomstick would actually help him right now.
[1d3+10 = 12]<Bonk
[1d20+9 = 24]<Intimidate (just to add some extra oomph into the griff's psyche.)
>>135260
Iron huffs softly as the pellets inside his coat started to tickle his nerve in a bad way before turning to Sands with a couple of shallow holes in his chest and a smile.
"Whew," he utters out, breathing somewhat even "that was close."
Iron huffs softly as the pellets inside his coat started to tickle his nerve in a bad way before turning to Sands with a couple of shallow holes in his chest and a smile.
"Whew," he utters out, breathing somewhat even "that was close."
>>135260
Silver takes a drink of his own, shaking a little as the alcoholic warmth spreads through his body.
"Ahh...so, how was Khoi's first day working for you?"
Silver takes a drink of his own, shaking a little as the alcoholic warmth spreads through his body.
"Ahh...so, how was Khoi's first day working for you?"
>>135262
"Those griffs will think twice after that last griff saw me barrelling through that big metal boomstick he got," Iron confirms with a smile before looking at Sands. "Do you think we should keep going or that this will be enough to convince them of our powerful nature?"
"Those griffs will think twice after that last griff saw me barrelling through that big metal boomstick he got," Iron confirms with a smile before looking at Sands. "Do you think we should keep going or that this will be enough to convince them of our powerful nature?"
>>135267
Iron tilts his head by Sands' holding request, yet provides no comment aside from waiting a follow up to it.
Iron tilts his head by Sands' holding request, yet provides no comment aside from waiting a follow up to it.
>>135271
She goes up the stairs, and to a landing with a window at the far end with a door to the left
[1d3 = 2]
She goes up the stairs, and to a landing with a window at the far end with a door to the left
[1d3 = 2]
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