Sandgroup session 15

12[23:38] <~Damhoof>  -----------------------------------------------------------------------Session15-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
12[23:39] <~Damhoof>  While lemon_cookie searched for a trainer the trade inside Arsenal went well, with Blueberry stocking up on ammunition for the crew, buying a better rifle for herself while courteously seducing Nugget with promises of finding his brother, and overall they managed to get resupplied. After having refused the opportunity to obtain a master crafted multi tool Mayhem, Blueberry, Chrome_Veneer and Wolf left the Arsenal and as they lingered at the local market where fish and cloth was being sold bench from bench between each others they notice the rather standing out schoolfilly uniform of Sampletext amongst the crowd.
[23:40] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Sample?"
08[23:42] * +Chrome_Veneer "Mnh?" Chrome mumbled as he looked at Blueberry and then tried to follow her gaze. "So she's safe then?" He asked and tried spotting the pony that Blueberry had apparently seen.
[23:42] <+Mayhem> "Oi, lass. What have ye been up ta?"
[23:43] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "The heck do I know, Chrome."
08[23:43] * +Blueberry_Muffin adjusts her new battle saddle config. She still has to get used to it
12[23:44] <~Damhoof>  The young filly takes note of her name being shouted, and the puce earth pony mare known to the filly as Hawk looks down upon her. "You have friends?" she notes with a surprised expression.
15[23:46] * Retrieving #foesand modes...
08[23:51] * +Sample_Text bows her head, "You sound suprised."
[23:53] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Well, we lost ya' over a week ago an' thought somethin' happened. Lemon's been worrying all tha' time."
12[23:53] <~Damhoof>  "Ha ha ha. Very funny." She raises her tatooed eyebrow in a judging gaze. "If you had friends you`d not have spent the night listening to a bunch of mares being rutted."
12[23:54] <~Damhoof>  the puce mare dressed in leather mentions this openly in front of Blueberry_muffin while the mare talks to Sampletext.
08[23:56] * +Sample_Text can't look at Blueberry apparently, since she keeps examining her hooves.  She mumbles, "They weren't in town, and I don't think they're my friends."
08[23:59] * +Chrome_Veneer waits beside Blueberry, looking at Sample in a strange way and tapping his hooves nervously. "Are you really alright? Heard the mansion was attacked."
08[23:59] * +Blueberry_Muffin raises an eyebrow. "Well, then so be it. See ya' later. I don't know where ya' can find us."
12[00:01] <~Damhoof>  "Ah." The puce mare nods in affermation of Sample_text`s words as she stretches and cracks her neck with fluid motions. The mare stretches out her hoof and smiles to Blueberry_Muffin. "Before you go. My name is Hawk, and I`ve been taking care of this rather curious chase for some time now, but our guild has limited protection and she`s not elected to join us just yet. Could you take her off our shoulders?"
08[00:02] * +Mayhem raises an eyebrow at the sudden rudeness of Blueberry, but just shrugs. She then perks up at the mare's question. "What does your guild do? Since you spoke of rutting earlier?"
08[00:03] * +Sample_Text stands there ears drooping, shoulders sagging, her uniform still stained a little pinkish.
08[00:03] * +Chrome_Veneer stared blankly, "Rutting?" he asked obliviously.
12[00:05] <~Damhoof> "We are the sweepers of Constantinomare, and personal trainers for those of lesser moral qualms, however our protection from the black guild only stretches so far and we had to bunk at a friends place. Arena champions are fairly loaded with mares and as thanks for staying I provided him with a few samples to keep him from asking the right questions." Hawks smile fades as she eyes Sample_Text. "As much as I enjoy taking care of others and helping out this is starting to put a strain on me and this poor unfortunate filly`s relationship."
[00:08] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "So ya' want us tha' take her with us?"
08[00:09] * +Mayhem perks up at the mention of arena champions. "Arena champions? And what do ye mean with Sample's relationship?"
08[00:11] * +Chrome_Veneer was still perplexed by words he didn't know and was at a complete loss for the jist of the conversation.
12[00:15] <~Damhoof>  "Yes. I happen to have befriended a former arena champion. He gave away his claim a few years ago, but he played it smart, and happens to not like the prices put fourth on a mare`s quality time. So I provided for him to keep Sample and me safe while this whole guild thing blows over. They want this filly for some reason, but its been days and she`s started to smell of bad investment, and other assorted smells." Hawk`s gaze narrows at Blueberry_Muffin. "I can only stretch myself so far for a non guildie, and you seem like you wouldn`t let her stew in the streets with a death sentence hanging over her so yes. I want you to take her."
[00:19] <+Mayhem> "How does one get ta fight in tha'arena?"
[00:19] <+Sample_Text> "It's fish, Hawk," she adds dully, "Fish and guests, eccetera
12[00:21] <~Damhoof>  "You sign up." The puce earth pony mare points towards the hagia sophia`s wall. "There is an arena on the other side of that castle, directly opposite of where we are now. I am sure they`d appreciate a minotaur for the melee."
[00:21] <+Sample_Text> "Look, I'll go.  I said that before...."
08[00:21] * +Sample_Text starts to shuffle off into the market traffic.
12[00:21] <~Damhoof>  "You can`t just go." The mare gallops fourth and stops Sampletext.
08[00:23] * +Blueberry_Muffin deadpans "A death sentence?"
08[00:24] * +Sample_Text sighs, "That's what she said.  They seem histironic enough to proclaim something like that."
12[00:24] <~Damhoof>  "If you leave without me or them you will die." Hawk points towards a shadow in the corner, "The black guild is not a joke, and you know this to be true. If you`d just join up. Get the tatoo and help me out we`d have no beef, but you never wanted to be with the slavers guild so my only other option is to slap a collar on you and take you to bootcamp."
08[00:25] * +Sample_Text nods, "I understand.  You might as well just do it, I'm worth more as property and less trouble."
08[00:25] * +Mayhem raises an eyebrow. "Slavers?!"
08[00:25] * +Chrome_Veneer snapped out of his thoughts, "Death? Slavers... what?
[00:25] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Why is everyone around me crazy?!"
12[00:30] <~Damhoof>  "I know you`d make a great slave Sample_text, but once you get that collar on it`ll be hard to remove. You`d be stuck with that brand for life. You`re not a criminal or some lowlife trampling on others." Hawk moves her hoof to pat Sampletext on her forehead. "You`re a mystery to me kiddo, but I was like that too sorta. That`s why i joined up with the guys. I`m happy here, but you`ve seen it and you haven\t asked to join yet so you clearly have something else in mind."
[00:33] <+Sample_Text> "I'm a deadmare Hawk, you said it yourself.  That doesn't exactly breed optimism.... it won't help to bring down trouble on you and your's either."
08[00:35] * +Sample_Text gives Blueberry a pointed look
[00:39] <+Mayhem> "Ugh, seriously girl, you gotta pick yerself up! Ye can't keep moping around like this. I had some similar problems in me past. But I think with some good companions, you can overcome everything."
[00:41] <+Sample_Text> "It can also get them all killed."
[00:42] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Pfft. Gettin' headshots runs in tha' family. I survived a minigun ta' tha' face."
[00:43] <+Mayhem> "What is there ta live fer, if not fer tha' thrill? And believe me, we get enough opportunities, even without ye. So it really isn't a diffrence."
12[00:46] <~Damhoof>  "You probably stand as good a chance with them as with us." Hawk rolls her eyes and winks her tattooed left eye at Blueberry_Muffin. "The only difference is we have more indirect protection from curses through our guild seal."
[00:48] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Who's 'us' anyway?"
08[00:52] * +Chrome_Veneer "Yeah..." feeling like he wanted to contribute to the conversation, but at the same time making a bluntly stupid mistake of also wanting to fix his ignorance. "Who's the group you've been speaking of, and what's rutting?"
12[00:54] <~Damhoof>  "Why the slavers guild ofcourse. Every guild has a tatoo they get from the priestesses that sorta marks you for life. Some get it where it sticks out, others put it somewhere descreet, but we all show it proudly when it`s time to announce where you stand in life. With that tatoo comes not just holy protections, but also obligations to the guild." The mare points to her left eye where a water drop tatoo bursting into flames linger. "You didn`t recognize it or are you guys tourists?"
08[00:54] * +Blueberry_Muffin facehoofs at Chrome_Veneer yet again. "Ruttin's another word fa' sex."
[00:55] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "An' we're sorta tourists."
08[00:55] * +Chrome_Veneer "We're knew here." Chrome confirmed with them, turning to face Blueberry for a moment and losing his cool completely. Blushing obviously and turning to walk away, he didn't care what they were talking about anymore.
[00:57] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Chrome, ya' stay here!"
15[00:58] * Chrysanth|GM ([email protected]) has joined #foesand
08[00:59] * +Chrome_Veneer shook his head, and waited a few feet away, sitting down somewhere he couldn't hear what they were saying.
12[00:59] <~Damhoof>  Wolf look at the unfolding scene and shrugs. "I think dat dere filly needs a mommy Mayhem, and goldiecomb is good with dem kids."
08[01:00] * +Mayhem shakes her head. "That lad, really. Aye, she is wolf. And Blueberry, I think it would be a great idea to sign me up fer tha' arena thang."
12[01:02] <~Damhoof>  He lets out a giggle as a perverted smirk rises on his face. "You thinking what I`m thinking? She`s got de stuff. Just need to get stuffed. Yaknow."
[01:02] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Sample can handle herself. Sorta."
[01:03] <+Mayhem> "Ye talkin' 'bout Honeycomb? Well...yeah...sort of..."
08[01:05] * +Sample_Text mopes
08[01:05] * +Sample_Text hasn't seen Lemon_Cookie, since he hasn't spoken up
08[01:05] * +Lemon_Cookie isn't among them
08[01:05] * +Sample_Text finds Lemon to be in a quantum state
[01:06] <+Sample_Text> of there and not there, unless proven one way or the other.
[01:06] <+Sample_Text> "I don't care.  Hawk doesn't want me, you all don't need me.  Do what you like."
08[01:16] * +Sample_Text kicks at the cobbles
12[01:19] <~Damhoof>  "Girl you really should have kept those Dash inhalants for yourself. Our guild wants you. The black guild wants you. Those tourists over there might want you, but I just can`t keep giving you handouts without nothing in return." Hawk shakes her head in dismissal. "Do what you like she says.." Hawk looks from Sample to Blueberry_muffin with a thoughtful outlook on her face.
12[19:52] <~Damhoof>  -----------------------------------------------------------------------Session16-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
15[19:52] * Alexis is now known as Mayhem
12[19:53] <~Damhoof>  Faced with abandoning Sampletext to the slavers guild and leaving her to fate, or taking her in. Blueberry and her assorted company of equines and minotaur have a standstill with the rather blunt slaver mare called Hawk about what to do.
[19:54] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "ok Sample. Ya' can come with us, if ya' want. Lemon probably'll want a talk with ya'."
08[19:55] * +Sample_Text shrugs
[19:55] <+Sample_Text> "It'd be alright for a little bit I guess."
[19:55] <+Sample_Text> "Your funerals."
08[19:56] * +Mayhem raises an eyebrow at the filly. "Me thinks, we can handle ourselves young lass!"
12[19:56] <~Damhoof>  Hawk nods and pushes the embittered filly towards Blueberry. "If you knock on my door without those deals settled I`ll find a place for your sorry hide."
[19:56] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "We got sokem serious dakka here."
[19:56] <+Blueberry_Muffin> +some
[19:57] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "An' we got Mayhem here and...Chrome over there."
[19:58] <+Sample_Text> "Something tells me you've never had an entire criminal organization wanting you dead."
[19:59] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "I said ya' can come if ya' /want/. If ya' rather stay, fine with me. I'll just have ta' explain it ta' Lemon."
08[19:59] * +Chrome_Veneer is definitely over there. His face still a bit red, refusing to get closer to the group that so unnervously mentioned rutting, and explained its meaning to him.
12[19:59] <~Damhoof>  Rolling her eyes at Blueberry`s confidence the puce mare looks around the buzzling market. "See ya." She utters before taking her leave of them in long strides.
08[19:59] * +Sample_Text shuffles towards Blueberry
[20:01] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "We'll head directly ta' tha' crone. If ya' really have some many persuers, I reckon we'll be safest there. Tha' rest of tha' black wolf mercs are there too."
[20:01] <+Sample_Text> "The ones that aren't dead?"
08[20:02] * +Blueberry_Muffin nods and points a hoof at Black Wolf "Yep. An' we got their leader right here with us."
[20:02] <+Sample_Text> "I saw."
[20:05] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "We should be safe. At least fa' now."
08[20:05] * +Mayhem whispers in Blue's ear. "Ah dun' like 'er look and tha way she talks. Smells trouble ta me."
08[20:06] * +Sample_Text also still smells kinda like blood.
08[20:06] * +Blueberry_Muffin simply nods with look an agreeing look
12[20:07] <~Damhoof>  Wolf rubs his nose and eyes Mayhem. "Whazzat. You doing dem girltalks?"
08[20:08] * +Blueberry_Muffin rolls yes "Yep, girl talks. No boys allowed."
08[20:08] * +Mayhem looks up to Wolf with a smile. "Aye. Ah jus' told 'er, what I am going ta do ta her, once we are alone."
08[20:08] * +Chrome_Veneer is a ways away anyway, waiting for them to get a move on to the Crone. And Britania.
08[20:09] * +Blueberry_Muffin 's eyes go wide in shock and she misses a step or two, stumbling over her own hooves in surprise
08[20:09] * +Mayhem gigglesnorts at Blueberry and walks on.
12[20:11] <~Damhoof>  Lemon_Cookie just visited the arena. His visit proved a confirmation of what the librarian uttered. The mare proved an absolute crude that suggested with a nasty laughter that she needed the tutoring to be worth her while in caps or favours. *growl* The suggestive tone and rather large sum left on her services proved an admirable deterrent against the pink maned buck and as such he left for Blueberry to talk finances. Probably.
12[20:12] <~Damhoof>  Wolf raises an eyebrow and shakes his head at Blueberry. "Dem`s are Queer thoughts." He mutters as they walk up the market stairs towards the entrance of the hagia sophia.
08[20:13] * +Sample_Text follows along with the group
08[20:13] * +Chrome_Veneer walked beside Wolf, he'd need the unicorn after all.
08[20:13] * +Blueberry_Muffin takes point alongside Mayhem
08[20:14] * +Mayhem follows and speaks up: "So when are we goin' ta go ta the arena?"
[20:14] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Once we secured ourselfs some beds."
12[20:15] <~Damhoof>  Lemon_Cookie finds Blueberry and company as they get up the stairs, and quickly he percieves the familiar shape of Sample_Text.
08[20:15] * +Chrome_Veneer rather than beds, could use some water. He found himself quite thirsty after having been so long without water.
[20:17] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "So, Sample. Why are ya' wanted again?"
08[20:17] * +Lemon_Cookie doesn't spend time greeting the rest of the group. He runs to Sample, relieved beyond belief.
[20:17] <+Sample_Text> "I offended the wrong ponies trying to make a contract."
[20:17] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Welp. Hi Lemon."
08[20:17] * +Sample_Text mumbles.
08[20:17] * +Sample_Text gets lemon'd.
08[20:18] * +Blueberry_Muffin notions Chrome_Veneer and Black Wolf to follow her. "Mayhem, wanna come with us?"
08[20:18] * +Chrome_Veneer "Can we find some water while we're at it?"He requested, all though he'd imagine the Hagia Sophia might be able to provide.
[20:18] <+Mayhem> "Aye, Ah'm commin'."
08[20:19] * +Lemon_Cookie doesn't glomp Sample.
08[20:20] * +Blueberry_Muffin heads to the crone
08[20:21] * +Sample_Text looks pretty bleak still
08[20:21] * +Lemon_Cookie He trots up, coming to a stop, before giving her a small hug.
08[20:21] * +Sample_Text gets Lemon'd to the next level.
[20:22] <+Lemon_Cookie> "... I was worried sick," he mutters.
[20:22] <+Sample_Text> "Sorry."
08[20:23] * +Lemon_Cookie disengages after a moment, falling in beside her.
[20:25] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Hey, everypony..."
08[20:25] * +Sample_Text moves with the group
12[20:27] <~Damhoof>  As Blueberry_Muffin heads into the Hagia Sophia Courtyard she can feel that something is different inside here. A distrubing scene catches her eye. A priestess lying in a pool of her own blood and gore from having fallen from the wall above has half a dozen templars surrounding it and citizens oogle at the scene from the nearby entrance.
08[20:28] * +Blueberry_Muffin sighs "Oh great..."
12[20:29] <~Damhoof>  Chrome_Veneer can sense his body tense up, and a grating vibration following a humming tune envelops his inner ear.
08[20:29] * +Blueberry_Muffin trots up to one of the templars. "What happened?"
08[20:29] * +Lemon_Cookie looks at the scene as much as he can without leaving Sample's side.
08[20:30] * +Mayhem sees the dead pony. "Oh darn. She sure went splat."
08[20:30] * +Chrome_Veneer looks to what Blueberry sights before feeling a chill down his spine. It felt hard to move for some reason, a humming tune... quietly whispering to himself as though asking confirmation, "Sea Pony?"
08[20:30] * +Sample_Text stops before she runs into Blueberry or Chrome
12[20:30] <~Damhoof>  The guard shrugs. "She just went crazy. Some of the animals too, but they were carried off and calmed down before.. This."
08[20:30] * +Sample_Text doesn't look
08[20:31] * +Lemon_Cookie furrows his brow at that.
[20:32] <+Mayhem> "So ye are sayin' she just jumped down on 'er own?"
[20:32] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "So she jumped and went splat on tha' ground?"
12[20:32] <~Damhoof>  "Eyup." The guard nods to that. "The guard on the wall gave us a thorough account on her actions on the wall. Suicide."
[20:33] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Ugh. is tha' conference still goin'?"
08[20:33] * +Lemon_Cookie scrunches his muzzle at the scene. Signs point to malevolent influence.
08[20:34] * +Chrome_Veneer couldn't find himself able to move forward, to look at the scene or head toward the Crone.
12[20:34] <~Damhoof>  "It was being delayed, because of this, but the crone insisted on carrying out after a short break. You`re in the luck. Just head into the temple main room." The guard shakes his head. "Such a shame too. She was one of those priestesses dedicated to closing the rift."
[20:34] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Tha' rift?"
[20:34] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Suspicious."
08[20:35] * +Blueberry_Muffin suspects magic
[20:35] <+Mayhem> "Wha's that rift yer talkin' 'bout?"
[20:35] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Tha' rift at Wolf Manor."
08[20:36] * +Sample_Text twitches
[20:36] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Tha' break in tha' city's protective seal."
12[20:36] <~Damhoof>  "The incident at wolf manor created a rift in our protective barriers. What happened after was. Not very good. They will start soon, and that means they`ll close the doors." The guard nods towards the entrance. "Straight ahead."
08[20:36] * +Lemon_Cookie doesn't notice Sample's reaction.
[20:37] <+Mayhem> "Bleh, magic shenaningans..."
08[20:37] * +Blueberry_Muffin nods to the guard "Thanks a lot." then heads into the temple
08[20:37] * +Chrome_Veneer spoke up this time when they started to move forward, "I heard humming."
12[20:37] <~Damhoof>  Chrome_veneer still hears humming.
[20:37] <+Chrome_Veneer> hear*
[20:38] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Humming? Can we please discuss that later?  Or tell tha' crone?"
08[20:39] * +Lemon_Cookie looks back to Sample and nuzzles her slightly.
08[20:40] * +Chrome_Veneer frowned, but listened to Blueberry and ignored the sounds for now. For now simply walking forward although still listening to the tune.
08[20:40] * +Blueberry_Muffin takes off her helmet, revealing her missing ear and the bandages
12[20:43] <~Damhoof>  As Blueberry_Muffin, Mayhem, and chrome_Veneer enter the building along their fellow party members they grow concious of the tense atmosphere within the room. There is something in the air, something they have breathed in that makes their bodies tense up. Just staying here makes them feel uncomfortable and uneasy.
08[20:44] * +Blueberry_Muffin shivers "Let's get this done and leave as soon as we can."
08[20:44] * +Chrome_Veneer feels doubly uncomfortable with his body already having been tense. He feels like he'll split any moment, along with the humming  going on in his head.
[20:45] <+Mayhem> "Tha's sure dark an' gloomy in here..."
08[20:45] * +Blueberry_Muffin looks around to find the crone
08[20:46] * +Sample_Text doesn't care
12[20:47] <~Damhoof>  The main hall is crowded with dressed equines of many robes and colors riding various guild flags engage in a furious debate. Everyone at large seem filled with the same edgieness and shift their weight to the tense beat of Chrome_Veneers humming tune. He growsto suspect that the grating vibration or hum might be part of a greater effect taking place on the building itself. Even the crone seems affected. Seated on a tall chair with her purple robe and gold gleaming glasses her majestic apperance shrinks to the vibrant atmosphere within the room.
08[20:47] * +Blueberry_Muffin approaches the crone
08[20:48] * +Mayhem keeps in the background, eying the other ponies and zebras.
08[20:49] * +Chrome_Veneer rolls his head around when they enter the room and move forward, the increased weight of the tune to the hum irritating him.
08[20:50] * +Sample_Text 's ears flatten back farther and she edges closer to Lemon
12[20:50] <~Damhoof>  As the doors close behind them the crone gives a signal and a burly templar guard blows a ceremonial horn to quiet the crowd. However its loud nature does not calm the beat of the hum within the room itself. The crone rises shrinking once more to the size of the room as if being devoured by imaginary shadows. "You will all speak, but wait for your turn."
[20:52] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "We're here about tha' seapony."
12[20:53] <~Damhoof>  "Yes." The crone nods to Blueberry_Muffin. "I`ll talk to you in my chambers after this meeting."
08[20:53] * +Lemon_Cookie cradles Sample's head with his own.
08[20:53] * +Chrome_Veneer is more here about the sea pony than anypony else, but has trouble focusing on anything but the hum.
12[20:53] <~Damhoof>  "But first my guilds will speak. We will start with the merchants."
08[20:54] * +Blueberry_Muffin digs out the dagger from her saddlebags "An' I have /this/. I suspect tha' Mad King has made his first move."
12[20:55] <~Damhoof>  The crowd of guild members gasp with fear, but a representative of the merchants guild carrying gold and green robes hiding a rather voluminous posture walks forward. "The merchants guild can confirm this. We heard a lot of rumors as of late that the mad king is coming to Constantinomare."
08[20:58] * +Chrome_Veneer finds himself sitting to the side, listening to the hum. Not sure what it was anymore.\
12[20:58] <~Damhoof>  A well clad armored zebra moves forward as the merchant retreats. "The dune hordes are stirring, and with the storm clearing up they would be poised for attack. They could sack Constantinomare with impunity if they are provided with enough incentive."
12[20:59] <~Damhoof>  The crone waves a hoof in dismissal. "We have dealt with those before."
[20:59] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "We killed a former apprentice a' him at Dust Devil Pass two days ago an' found this at an assassin."
08[21:00] * +Lemon_Cookie looks on at the proceedings.
08[21:00] * +Sample_Text whines almost inaudibly and nuzzles against Lemon.
[21:00] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "He used seapony pearls ta' transform himself into an abomination. And damn, that thing was ugly."
08[21:01] * +Lemon_Cookie When Sample nuzzles him, though, he nuzzles back.
12[21:02] <~Damhoof>  "We can talk of this in private," The crone`s head sags a bit as she looks towards the other guilds.
08[21:03] * +Blueberry_Muffin takes a few steps back "Good., then turns to Lemon "Lemon? Can ya' go an' look up tha' 'Dune hordes'?"
08[21:03] * +Lemon_Cookie looks over to Blueberry.
[21:03] <+Lemon_Cookie> "... sure."
08[21:03] * +Blueberry_Muffin sighs "Thanks."
12[21:05] <~Damhoof>  "The slavers guild can report that there are talks within the green city of an alliance with Roam itself. If this were to fall through they could grant their food to the dune masters like in the olden days to rid themselves of their enemies." A chained and large zebra with multiple scars utters with confidence and the crowd once more erupts in a crazy flame war. It takes another blowing of the meeting horn to calm them down.
08[21:06] * +Blueberry_Muffin just listenes
08[21:08] * +Chrome_Veneer just lets his head droop down, sitting and listening to the hum.
12[21:10] <~Damhoof>  "If you cannot protect us then we will take steps to protect ourselves. I hereby withdraw my troops from the army." The clad mare utters with rage, but the Crone rises to the occasion. "You will not." She utters with a commanding presence. Silencing the dissent. "We must stand together. Divide our army now, and the city will fall. War might be brewing, but panic like this is unwise and expensive. Since the rampaging animals and that suicide it has been impossible to focus on anything. You are dismissed for today while we try to root out this presence."
12[21:11] <~Damhoof>  "Go." She utters with finality. Waving her hoof at the exit as the murmuring crowd begins to leave. "Go and work. Go and do your duties. Be safe that I`ll find a solution..."
12[21:13] <~Damhoof>  "I really wish you hadn`t shown them that dagger." The crone utters to Blueberry_Muffin as the team of ponies are left alone with her. The mare slumps onto the throne on top of a pillow and moans. "This was stupid. I should never have listened to this Honeycomb."
08[21:13] * +Lemon_Cookie stands there, thinking.
08[21:14] * +Chrome_Veneer noticed everypony exiting, and finally decided to move closer and speak up to the crone. "Does nopony else hear that humming?" He almost begged this time, it was bothering him that they didn't hear it earlier.
12[21:14] <~Damhoof>  "The dune hordes are a tribe of nomads that travel from oasis to oasis. They were used once as pawns of destruction because of how numerous they were and have once more become."
[21:16] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Sorry, but I had tha' ta do it."
12[21:17] <~Damhoof>  "No. I can`t hear any humming." The zebra shaman gets up and looks to Chrome_Veneer. "Must be your seapony affinity reacting to the mad kings influence." She shrugs and yawns. "What was this about meeting a shaman serving the mad king?"
08[21:17] * +Blueberry_Muffin goes to tell the crone of what has happened at Dust Devil Pass
08[21:18] * +Lemon_Cookie hugs Sample_Text close.
08[21:19] * +Sample_Text gets squeezed
08[21:21] * +Mayhem remembers something and digs the meat out of her bags. "Aye. There was this bloated flesh thing she made. I cut a piece of a' it."
12[21:22] <~Damhoof>  "Quite an astonishing tale. With a piece of his flesh to back it up." The crone nods to Blueberry`s recounting of their adventure. "When you set out to ascend as my mother taught me. You must bring with you part of what you wish to ascend into. In his chase it was raiders and no doubt a part of that sea creature you had for help."
08[21:22] * +Chrome_Veneer taps the ground with hooves impatiently. It felt better just knowing what it was, but still with the hum he was quite bothered.
12[21:26] <~Damhoof>  "Do not be alarmed. I would never do such a thing without knowing what i got into, and for that I`ll need some help. If I am correct. The mad king has begun advancing his influence throughout Constantinomare, and I am trying to learn just how he can do this, because unless it is stopped, thousands will eventually go insane or die. Whatever he is doing could destroy this testament of cooperation between equines of all kind. Would you aid me?"
[21:27] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "I have no question. What'll become of ya'?"
08[21:28] * +Chrome_Veneer begins tapping as though trying to ignore the hum counteracting the mad king's influence. "I just want to return Britania and Anavia back to the sea... although Blackwolf has a desire for information before he assists."
[21:32] <+Sample_Text> "I just wanna go."
12[21:33] <~Damhoof>  "I don`t know yet. You see once the great cindering had passed and Equestria had been blasted with everything we had left of balefire and death the shaman took to governing their own tribes, and harnessing one of our later wartime discoveries. The power to ascend. To go beyond practicing practical magic and harness the capacities of other creatures. You could become a great benefactor to life by adopting the traits inherent within other creatures." The crone pauses. "One such shaman grew obsessed with the idea however, and he sought to become an immortal dragon. We called him the mad king. When you came here with a witch and stuff i thought maybe to combat this I could become a dragon myself, but with this story you`ve told me. It is quite disturbing indeed."
[21:34] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Oh great, dragons."
08[21:35] * +Lemon_Cookie looks at the crone, countenance dour.
08[21:35] * +Sample_Text squeaks
[21:36] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Maybe we can help. What we need first are beds an' a roof over our head. Then we needsome protection fa' oour friend Sample_Text here. And then we can go an' look into solvin' tha' issue, but i can't promise anythin'."
[21:38] <+Mayhem> "Ah great. Flyin' geckos."
12[21:38] <~Damhoof>  The crone nods in response to Blueberry. "I`ll need to investigate some more sources of information. There is a scroll referenced in one of my mothers tales concerning the relationship of acending shaman and the magic inherent within such things, but I know of only one place were one such scroll might exist. The library of Othand hidden within the ruins of the tablelands. Not quite the center of the mad kings reign, but by going the roundabout way you could be there within two weeks time."
08[21:38] * +Lemon_Cookie sighs lightly.
08[21:39] * +Sample_Text mumbles something like, 'One does not simply walk into Othand'
[21:39] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Ya' say this Mad King is projectin' his influence here inta' Constantinomare."
[21:40] <+Lemon_Cookie> "An' ya' say it can drive thinkin', reasonin' bein's ta' violence and suicide."
[21:40] <+Lemon_Cookie> an'*]
[21:40] <+Lemon_Cookie> "What's ta' stop that from happenin' ta' us?"
12[21:41] <~Damhoof>  "The black guild broke our seals, and conventional methods of repairing it has only lead to.. What you saw outside." the crone frowns and puts a way her golden glasses to reveal sleepy eyes. "I tried my best to stem the tide, but it is either this or finding some other way.."
[21:41] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "I guess we have ta' find tha' scroll then?"
08[21:41] * +Chrome_Veneer stopped his tapping, "Mmmmmmmmm"
[21:41] <+Lemon_Cookie> "... that's not really an answer."
[21:41] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Yes Chrome?"
08[21:42] * +Chrome_Veneer "Nothing." He answered, but evidently he was just venting frustration. "MMmmmmmmm."
[21:42] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Try again in more proper equestrian, Lemon."
08[21:42] * +Lemon_Cookie looks... angry. But not at the Crone in particular.
08[21:43] * +Lemon_Cookie He looks to Blueberry.
[21:44] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "What is it Lemon?"
[21:44] <+Lemon_Cookie> "... what do ya' mean 'more proper Equestrian'?"
12[21:46] <~Damhoof>  "Well. There are ways to resist his influence, and I could lend what protections we`ve got by outselves, but i don`t think you stand any danger of being influenced as such because he would be focusing his attention here on the city. Not on your small band of travellers passing through his country."
08[21:47] * +Chrome_Veneer "Let's go as soon as possible then." He encouraged, "Mmmmmm."
[21:47] <+Lemon_Cookie> "So he has limits an' it's not jus' a giant sphere a' madness inducing mental alteration magic?"
[21:47] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Then we need supplies an' guns. Maybe better armour fa' miss Mayhem."
08[21:48] * +Sample_Text hides her unarmored flanks behind Lemon, "Don' wanna go..."
[21:49] <+Mayhem> "Or a nice new laser gun."
08[21:49] * +Chrome_Veneer shrugs, "Also left Storage, havin' her wait outside until we finish with the Crone here and get Britania.. "He mumbled to himself mostly, "We could split up again, leave Blackwolf and myself here to help the Crone." ... "Mmmmmm"
08[21:49] * +Lemon_Cookie turns back to Sample and touches his muzzle to her.
08[21:50] * +Lemon_Cookie Despite having slept for most of the way back to Constantinomare, he's still exhausted.
12[21:51] <~Damhoof>  "Yes. I suppose there are limits. No other shaman really knows yet. We know the basics of life binding influences and how you can direct your aura towards a landscape. The good seeps into the earth and the land promoting great lush growth, but his is one of greed and it pulls the good off the land to feed his corruption." The crone nods towards Chrome_Veneer. "I have already talked with Anivia about the presence she can feel, and she`s warmed up to the idea of helping out."
[21:52] <+Mayhem> "Who's tha'?"
08[21:52] * +Chrome_Veneer finally looked a bit happier, and stopped his humming to the hum for a short time at least. "That's great!" He glanced over to Blackwolf, "Are you going to ask about the Black Guilds?"
08[21:52] * +Chrome_Veneer "Sea Witch from the boat." He answered Mayhem.
12[21:52] <~Damhoof>  "You should take a few days in constantinomare. The Asticles estate`s would be open to you. That fat merchant bastard has more than enough space to make room for you lot to sleep over and recover thoroughly if you should need it."
12[21:54] <~Damhoof>  Blackwolf stares at Chrome_Veneer and then shakes his head. "I was gonna, but dis here was a lot of talking about Mad King. I always fancied beating up a king. Den I could call myself a royal beater. Blackwolf the kingslayer. Dat dere is good reputation."
08[21:56] * +Chrome_Veneer shrugs, "Well as long as you're still for helping, so all is fine with the world." He paused. "Almost." He shook his head, "Mmmmmmmm."
08[21:57] * +Lemon_Cookie turns his head to look at Chrome.
08[21:58] * +Chrome_Veneer "I'm a bit thirsty, but besides that all i wanna do is get Britania back, which means helping you 'ascend' with my unicorn friend here." He looks to the rest, Lemon looked like he wanted rest, and Blueberry professed to wanting to do even more purchasing. They didn't need him around to get their rooms or buy goods though.
08[21:58] * +Blueberry_Muffin snerks at Black Wold
[21:58] <+Blueberry_Muffin> *Wolf
12[22:00] <~Damhoof>  "Well. I suppose Anivia would want to get to know her Pearl Knight. You couldn`t have found someone more clever?" The crone shrugs. "I`m not going to try to ascend yet however. I need more information. That`s why I`d send you to Silver Spring. From there you can sneak into the tablelands."
08[22:01] * +Lemon_Cookie whispers to Sample about needing to go talk to Blueberry about something.
08[22:01] * +Sample_Text nods
08[22:01] * +Chrome_Veneer frowned, just wanting to fulfill his promise to Britania. "Mmmmmmmmmmmmm."
[22:01] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "That...sounds good actually...We'll stay a few days for RnR an' some research. Do we have ta' buy tha' provisions an' such on our own or do we get 'e mfrom tha' city?§
[22:01] <+Blueberry_Muffin> *"
08[22:01] * +Lemon_Cookie walks over to Blueberry and tells her about wanting to go learn healing spells.
12[22:02] <~Damhoof>  "The hunters do it all the time. Nothing to fear from traversing on the black corrupted soil. Just make sure to bring plenty of water from the outside so you won`t have to drink or eat anything living on the inside."
08[22:02] * +Lemon_Cookie ... and the need for compensation and negotiation.
08[22:03] * +Blueberry_Muffin Her remaining ear perks up "Oh, an' theres another thing. My brother hear is a skilled wizard, an' he'd like t' expand his field. Is there any chance he can learn some healin' spells in tha' city?"
[22:04] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "An' we'd also like a little extra compensation fa' gettin' rid of tha' shaman. Seiing s s things are, he could've becoma real pain in the haunches."
12[22:05] <~Damhoof>  "I could sign him up with a most thorough teacher that works inside the pleasure guild. I`ll make sure he takes some time off." The crone nods to Blueberry_Muffin`s request. "Oh. Compensation. Well, uhm. I`m giving you free room and broad, an express tutor and putting the fate of my city in your hooves so. What do you say to 500 caps?"
[22:07] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Ya' got yourself a deal. We'll head out as soon as we got our stuff an' Lemon his spells."
12[22:07] <~Damhoof>  The crone yawns again, and wipes the sleep out of her eyes. "I could also afford to give you some protection against the mad king in the shape of some tatoos and trinkets."
[22:08] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Tatoos an' trinkets? I'll be gratefull fa' whatever we can get."
[22:08] <+Mayhem> "Tattoos? What tattoos?"
08[22:08] * +Chrome_Veneer "Would it stop the hum?" He perked up.
[22:08] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Glyphs a' protection."
[22:08] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Runes."
12[22:11] <~Damhoof>  "Tatoos are just the physical manifestation of a very refined coctail of herbs being needled right under your skin that when exposed to certain conditions bloom and flies into your bloodstream or bone marrow. It is most effective against mind altering influences as it alters your state of mind."
12[22:14] <~Damhoof>  "it`s not a permanent protection though, that`s why we have trinkets." The crone smirks. "Nature is sweet."
08[22:14] * +Lemon_Cookie rubs his head, closing his eyes for a moment.
08[22:14] * +Lemon_Cookie He walks back over to Sample.
12[22:16] <~Damhoof>  The crone shows Blackwolf and Chrome_Veneer to a guard and sends the two towards the large bathroom he passed last time. Urging them to say hello to their ladies. "Hehe. Ladies." Blackwolf smirks. "Dat just sounds mideaval."
[22:16] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "I dunno. Can I get a special form?"
[22:16] <+Blueberry_Muffin> *shape
08[22:16] * +Lemon_Cookie looks to Blueberry.
[22:17] <+Lemon_Cookie> "I wouldn't get a tatoo."
08[22:17] * +Chrome_Veneer stops beside Blueberry before heading off, "Here's a hundred caps i have on me. Don't really need anything for myself, wouldn't might a better magic weapon but eh, satisfy everypony else's needs first." He waved a hoof to them before heading off with the guard and Blackwolf.
08[22:17] * +Chrome_Veneer "Mmmmmmm."
12[22:18] <~Damhoof>  "Yes. I`m only advising you get one on your forehead so it can work faster. It is the safest measure we`ve got against mental attacks. A totem or a trinket that you suck on, stick inside your rear or poke into your skin tends to look weird and at times you aren`t aware that you`re being attacked so you can`t react to it."
[22:19] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Oh c'mon Lemon. Wha- stick in side my rear? Like a dildo or a buttplug?"
[22:20] <+Mayhem> "Oh this is where ye perk up, huh?"
08[22:20] * +Lemon_Cookie facehoofs.
12[22:20] <~Damhoof>  The crone looks at Blueberry_muffin as if she was joking. "Uh.. Like a pill. Except it gets absorbed through the rear."
[22:21] <+Sample_Text> "Suppository,"
12[22:21] <~Damhoof>  "I mean. You could coat your toys with it, but that`s kinda impractical."
08[22:21] * +Blueberry_Muffin blushes "uh sorry. Let'sjust say we have /active/ parents. Kinda messes with ya' head an' mind."
08[22:21] * +Lemon_Cookie whacks his forehead repeatedly with a hoof.
[22:22] <+Lemon_Cookie> "So these aren't runes. They're magical drugs."
[22:22] <+Mayhem> "So, where do ah get meself such a tattoo?"
08[22:22] * +Lemon_Cookie mutters something about shit being fucked.
12[22:24] <~Damhoof>  "Out of the chamber, to the left and past the library. You could get a piercing too if you wanted it."
12[22:24] <~Damhoof>  The crone yawns once more and nods to Lemon_Cookie. "If you wanted runes I`d have to imbed them into your skull, and that isn`t very healthy."
12[22:26] <~Damhoof>  "Then again you do have a horn. We could make it work. If you want a permanent weapon."
08[22:26] * +Lemon_Cookie turns his withering gaze to the Crone, looking like he's on the verge of saying something uncouth, then goes back to staring elsewhere.
[22:26] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "So a tatoo sounds like our best bet. I could get one at tha' base a my mane. Nopony could see it."
[22:27] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Ya' can count me out."
08[22:27] * +Sample_Text says nothing
[22:27] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "So what's your plan Lemon? I'm open an' thankfull fa suggestions."
12[22:28] <~Damhoof>  "Fair enough. You`ll notice the hunters easily on their exessive tatoos. They`re exotically coated in them." The crone smirks with perverted intent while admiring the colouration of Lemon`s coat. "Some black stripes would suit you nicely."
[22:28] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Nothin'. I'm jus' not gettin' a tatoo or subjectin' myself ta' psychoactive drugs as a countermeasure against mind-control.
08[22:30] * +Blueberry_Muffin suddenly facehooves "Where are my manners! I never introduced myself ta' ya'. I'm Blueberry Muffin."
12[22:32] <~Damhoof>  "It`s the same psychoactive drugs dragons use against magic. There aren`t any proven side effects from them except that they retard outside forces." The crone yawns and pulls her at her golden glasses. "Nice to meet you Blueberry."
[22:33] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Are those tatoos permanent?"
12[22:34] <~Damhoof>  "The base substance will be broken down over time, but the color tends to stay yes."
[22:35] <+Mayhem> "What did ye mean with permanent weapon and me horn and glyphs?"
08[22:36] * +Lemon_Cookie looks to Mayhem.
[22:36] <+Lemon_Cookie> "She was talkin' ta' me when she said that."
[22:37] <+Mayhem> "Oh. Ah thought she meant engravin' runes in me horns."
12[22:38] <~Damhoof>  "Yea we could do that with your horn instead of a tatoo. I forgot you have this minotaur with you."
[22:39] <+Mayhem> "Something ye didn't say yet: How much does it cost?"
[22:39] <+Lemon_Cookie> "How about ya' give me a ritual diagram, an' I'll make a trinket."
[22:40] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Lemon, how much do ya' know about that? An' how mauch can ya learn in a wekk max?"
[22:40] <+Blueberry_Muffin> *week
[22:41] <+Lemon_Cookie> "I know a lot, sis."
[22:41] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "But please don' overestimate yaself."
12[22:41] <~Damhoof>  "The problem with trinkets is that they can get lost or fall off, and there goes your protection. If that was your wish then I`ll make you some, but they can quickly get taken away and then what do you do?" The crone replies back to Lemon_Cookie.
[22:41] <+Lemon_Cookie> "I can build a rig, but I need gems an' a spark battery."
[22:42] <+Lemon_Cookie> "... an' a chisel an' some metal."
[22:42] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "What kind a rig?"
[22:43] <+Lemon_Cookie> "A ritual-spellcastin' rig."
[22:45] <+Mayhem> "I would really like to get me some runes, some piercing and some tattoos in some...places." She grins and blushes, but just slightly.
12[22:45] <~Damhoof>  "That sounds like an awful lot of resources dedicated to protecting yourself against something that some daragon juice put into black ink can solve just as easily." The crone pouts at Lemon_Cookie and turns her half lidded gaze over to Blueberry. "I knew he`d be a difficult one to please. Thats why i gave him soap so at least his wife would shut up, go with it and fuck him at times."
08[22:45] * +Lemon_Cookie looks at the Crone.
[22:46] <+Lemon_Cookie> "What high praise, your grace."
08[22:46] * +Blueberry_Muffin snerks
08[22:47] * +Sample_Text lays on the floor.
12[22:48] <~Damhoof>  "Well. At least you are determined to see your own folly through. Fine. I will send word to the arsenal, and we can make your little toy." The crone snickers. "I just need some sleep before we get started."
[22:49] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Good. Can we meet again tomorrow at noon?"
08[22:49] * +Lemon_Cookie thinks something to the effect of "stew in Tartarus".
[22:50] <+Lemon_Cookie> "I would like tha' parts given ta' me directly."
[22:50] <+Lemon_Cookie> "So that I may assemble it ta' my likin'."
[22:50] <+Lemon_Cookie> "An' better meet my an' my friends' needs."
12[22:52] <~Damhoof>  "Fine. You may visit the armory tomorrow and i`ll send my designs with the express command of giving you access to our rather limited supply of gemstones."
[22:53] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Well. I think we should go now."
12[22:53] <~Damhoof>  "Was there anything else?" The crone looks to Sample_Text. "Clothes?"
[22:53] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "more like armour. She'll need somethin' better if we go where we're supposed ta' go."
12[22:55] <~Damhoof>  "Yes. A hunter uniform no doubt. Some refurbished animal leather. I`ll see what i can do."
08[22:55] * +Sample_Text cowers in front of the crone, "Only what you ask of me."
[22:56] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Ya' alright Sample?"
08[22:56] * +Lemon_Cookie whispers reassurances to Sample, looking concerned.
[22:56] <+Mayhem> "Well, ah guess, we will handle tha' tattoos and glyphs tamorrow then."
12[22:57] <~Damhoof>  "Fear is for the guilty.." The crone muses at the cowering filly. "Aaand now I have a headache. Yes please. Go, so i can nurse myself back to health."
[22:58] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "We better be goin' then. C'mon guys. We better get tha' tht mansion an' rest up."
08[22:58] * +Sample_Text backs up
08[22:58] * +Sample_Text keeps backing towards the door
08[22:59] * +Lemon_Cookie follows Sample.
08[22:59] * +Mayhem is positively giddy at the prospect of the tattoos and glyphs, but follows Blueberry.
08[22:59] * +Lemon_Cookie He looks terribly downcast at Sample's reaction.
12[22:59] <~Damhoof>  "A guard will guide  you to the asticle estates." The crone mumbles as she waves them ahead.
12[23:03] <~Damhoof>  Chrome_Veneer and Darkwolf head into the corridor and down to the more private quaters of the crone, as they walk a steady mist seems to rise from the floor, and giggling, rolling laughter removes the sinister hum within Chrome`s ears. The large part of the bath is steaming and the sounds of two seaponies free of their bonds, and playfully bathing lends a hopeful rise to his weighed heart.
08[23:05] * +Chrome_Veneer is immediately relieved on many levels. The hum was gone, the sea ponies were no longer 'captives' in the same sense as before, and the Crone didn't sound as mad as the shaman they'd finished off back in the mountain. He continued walking in through the steam, eager to see Britania again. She was still trapped, but not like before.
12[23:12] <~Damhoof>  Mayhem, Blueberry_Muffin, Sampletext and Lemon_Cookie are guided past the hagia sophia and beyond the wolf manor into a lush green mansion of reputable size and much more grandiose design with polished statues, servants and much empty housing. The fat merchant from before greet them in his green robes. "Why hello there. You`re that dagger mare. The messenger of doom as we`ve come to call you. Ah yes. Housing. Some of my staff fled this morning when the news hit, and as such we have a lot of space. Would you care for their quaters or shall I provide of my own? I have a lovely and comely little palace for instance of utmost quality with large beds for frolicking about and silken clad tables from the capitol."
12[23:16] <~Damhoof>  On closer inspection his neck seems to buldge with dissing flabs of fat worming its way much like a frog poised for quacking. All of it from his cheeks down to the neck is covered in an all encompassing blue tribal pattern. Which lends itself to a rather unique apperance.
08[23:16] * +Blueberry_Muffin cocks her eyebrow "Well, Thanks fa tha' offer. Whatcha say guys? Palace or staff quarters?"
[23:17] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Whichever is more private."
[23:17] <+Mayhem> "Meh, fine with any."
08[23:18] * +Lemon_Cookie looks -- at least to Blueberry -- like he's barely containing rage.
[23:19] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Uhm, we take tha' staff rooms. Can we lock tha' doors?"
12[23:19] <~Damhoof>  The merchant gives off a laugh at that and draws a wide smile while his eyes flicker from blueberry to mayhem. "Why the palace is rather comfortable and we merchants do prefer our privacy. Why would you ever go for the staff chambers. They would be cluttered with all manner of servants. Relax a little upon our silken sheets and live as a king for once."
08[23:20] * +Blueberry_Muffin looks around her comrades "Well, any objections?"
[23:20] <+Lemon_Cookie> "I don't think anyone'll be livin' like a king pretty soon."
[23:20] <+Lemon_Cookie> "But yes. If ya' insist."
[23:21] <+Mayhem> "Well, if ye insist, we can take tha upper querters."
[23:22] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Well, I guess we could do fa' a comfy bed fa' once. Where are tha' fancy quarters?"
08[23:23] * +Sample_Text belatedly adds, "Let's."
08[23:23] * +Lemon_Cookie turns his attention back to Sample, face softening.
12[23:24] <~Damhoof>  "Precisely. Which is why you should appreciate the higher level of comfort while it lasts. The crone is footing the bill after all." He waves them inside and points them from the entrance up the stairs to a single door. "I will tell have a servant outside the door at all times to keep watch and provide with any additional food or drink. The dining quaters have already been filled with a banquet. Courtsey of the merchants guild." He laughs once more.
08[23:25] * +Blueberry_Muffin trots up the stairs and mutters "Okaaaay, that was wierd"
08[23:26] * +Sample_Text mumbles, "Someone needs to check for bugs."
[23:27] <+Mayhem> "Aye, t'was. Do ye want ta take yer own room or take one with me, just ta be sure?"
[23:27] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Everythin' in this place is weird, sis."
[23:27] <+Lemon_Cookie> "This whole city is weird."
[23:27] <+Lemon_Cookie> "This whole country is weird."
[23:27] <+Lemon_Cookie> "I need a fuckin' bath..."
12[23:30] <~Damhoof>  "Baths are first door to the right." A modest, spotlessly dressed and finely combed servant mentions in passing as they reach the top of the stairs. "I am Hide. Your servant for the day. Ready to assist with any request. The merchants guild stands by the crone and will provide if it is within our power."
08[23:30] * +Sample_Text repeats herself in a whisper to Lemon and Blueberry, "/Somepony needs to check for listening devices/."
[23:32] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Thank you," Lemon says politely to the servant.
[23:33] <+Lemon_Cookie> "If I may, I believe we'd like ta' dismiss ya' fa' tha' next few hours as we get ourselves settled."
12[23:34] <~Damhoof>  "Rest assured that you have full privacy. Much like the late missus Asticles had when she lived in these quaters not long ago." The servant opens the door and flourishes his hoof. Giving way for an air of freshly made food awaiting them within.
[23:34] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Agreed. I'll call ya' when I need ya'."
08[23:34] * +Sample_Text slinks inside
08[23:34] * +Lemon_Cookie follows, eager to slip out of the barding he'd been wearing almost nonstop for the past few days.
08[23:34] * +Mayhem prods Blueberry about her last question.
08[23:35] * +Blueberry_Muffin follows. "Ok. I don' like this, but we better play along fa' now."
08[23:35] * +Lemon_Cookie He mutters to Sample about how he'll help check for bugs.
12[23:36] <~Damhoof>  Ahead of them is a long corridor. To their right is a large dining room filled with various dishes of exotic origin. To their left is a large bathroom made for multiple ponies, and two bedrooms. Further on is a living room dressed up in pictures, with a third more exotic bed intended for uhm harem sleepovers .
[23:38] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "C'mon Mayhem, let's share a room. I think Lemon an' Sample need some time alone."
12[23:38] <~Damhoof>  Using their intellect and deductive reasoning, Lemon_Cookie and Blueberry_Muffin turn over the livingroom and the dining room searching for bugs. They find nothing.
[23:40] <+Mayhem> "Agreed. Which one do we take?"
08[23:40] * +Lemon_Cookie tells Sample he didn't find anything.
[23:40] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "I dunno. ya' pick."
[23:41] <+Mayhem> "Well, pony beds use ta be a bit too small fer me. How about that with the bigger bed? There would be enough room fer the two of us."
08[23:41] * +Sample_Text nods
08[23:41] * +Sample_Text has wiggled into bed and under the sheets, only her muzzle sticking out
08[23:42] * +Lemon_Cookie gives Sample's muzzle a tired smooch.
08[23:43] * +Blueberry_Muffin picks the room with the bigger bed and gets inside, starting to strip of her equipment
08[23:45] * +Sample_Text wiggles
08[23:45] * +Blueberry_Muffin is quite sweaty as she lays off the last piece of her armour and jumps onto the bed, getting comfortable
[23:46] <+Mayhem> "Don't ye want ta take a shower first, now that we have tha comfert?"
[23:47] <+Lemon_Cookie> "... I'm gonna' go take a bath, Sample," he says, removing his armor and saddlebags.
08[23:47] * +Blueberry_Muffin gets up again "Yeah, sorry. I'm just a tad tired."
08[23:48] * +Blueberry_Muffin waits for Mayhem so that they can head to the baths
15[23:49] * Disconnected
Session Close: Sun Nov 25 23:49:05 2012

Session Start: Sun Nov 25 23:49:05 2012
Session Ident: #foesand
15[23:49] * Attempting to rejoin channel #foesand
15[23:49] * Rejoined channel #foesand
08[23:50] * +Mayhem shrugs and gets completely out of her clothes. She takes one of the towels and heads to the door. "Shall we?"
15[23:50] * ~Damhoof ([email protected]) Quit (Ping timeout: 121 seconds)
08[23:50] * +Sample_Text nods
15[23:50] * Dinawartotem is now known as Damhoof
15[23:50] * ChanServ sets mode: +qo Damhoof Damhoof
08[23:51] * +Blueberry_Muffin nods "Yes we shall..." She looks tired, dirty and rather beat up from the past few days
[23:51] <+Lemon_Cookie> "... ya' want ta' come with?" he asks her, hesitant.
08[23:53] * +Sample_Text pokes her head out, gazing forlornly at Lemon
[23:53] <+Sample_Text> "....yeah."
08[23:55] * +Lemon_Cookie smiles and reaches over to help Sample along.
12[23:56] <~Damhoof>   ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------session"end"-----------------------------
12[23:57] <~Damhoof>  Experience 350
08[23:59] * +Mayhem walks into the baths and goes for the bubble bath. Some unwinding massage would do her good.