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Day 447 thread

You and others are asked by Rain Drop to go out into the woods to explore new animals to catalouge for the big book of animals she has been working on.
>Heading for the outside forest on the Eastern Edge of town you soon pass by the farmlands and see a purple horse standing near the forest waving rapidly to you all.

"Glad you could make it!" Say's Rain beaming happily at you, "Now all you guys have to do is just go out there and bring back any new animals you happen to come across, but be careful you don't know what could be out there!"

>Waving you off the mare flies off to manage some clouds over the farms once more as you decend into the forest to investigate, passing through a few trees you soon come across a few pathways.
>One leads to the north where a mountain range can be seen far off.
>Another leads to what looks like a cliff further east.
>The last trail that you can find has a few vines hanging from low branches and stooped trees.

Thread based adventure fun times, if you could post your job, outlook on life and what element you think fits you in your post that would be great. Please use one single word to describe each as best as you can. Please note that this is not going for full realism you autists are used to.

>heading out from the forest you travel along the path the cliff slowly drawing ever closer to you when you hear something rustle ahead!
>Creeping up just a tiny bit you look forward to see what could be seen when it's just a normal bush resting in the clearing ahead, there is also some mushrooms around the bush that appear to be wiggling.
>Every so often the will release what looks like spores into the air giving it a rather dream like quality to the area.

>Continue onwards nothing to see here.
>Investigate the bush you are sure you heard something.
>Investigate the mushrooms, they sure do seem psycadelic.
>Nope back to the previous area.

>She inspects the bush wondering about what could rustle the leaves in such a way before the memory of certain mushrooms and fungus like peat that shoots out spore cap sat high velocity in order to reproduce and spread out. She also remembers how peat can spontaneously combust due to a build up or charcoal/carbon and sulfur. For fear of catching on fire she gently pokes the mushroom with a long study branch. From a distance I might add

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>Poking the mushroom makes the fungus suddenly shake as it releases a burst of orange spores into the air!
>4 Success
>Leaning back with a neigh and a snort you manage to avoid inhaling the spores from engulfing you!

>However the noise has caused something rustle ahead ominously!
>The bush itself literally uproots itself and turns to look towards you as a face made of bark and wood appears in a hogs face.
>It's a hedgehog!
>Though it looks blitzed out of it's mind as it stares at you dooply.

>Move away from this crazy shit
>Poke the creature
>Collect spores and acquire bitches

She remembers one of those things from when she went on a adventure one time with some others. (Rain did it) Her deductive reasoning skills come into play seeing how the plant rat is bombed out its mind and leaves it alone retreating a fair distance away so she can observe it. She grabs her journal and pencil and begins to sketch the hedgehog and mushroom. Maybe like a really earth pig it's rooting around for truffels

>Attempting to draw out the mushroom you relax as you feel the writing utensil you're using suddenly dances across the paper.
>You feel euphoric in how awesome this paper is going to wind up you can just tell!
>After a bit of staring intensly at the hog and the mushroom you look down to find you haven't really made decent picture, actully it looks more like you doodled in it then actually drew anything to represent them.

>Huffing you look up to watch the boar shuffle about on the ground as it nudges one of the mushrooms.
>A large puff sprays out and makes the hog squeal in a rather high pitch before it burrows down using it's paws to root once more.
>Every so often you notice that it seems to take a deep breath as the fungus keep releasing more spores in the air.

>yup this has happened more times then you would think and she decided to move away before she goes further down the rabbit hole "Ehh fuck it" she whispers as her eyes lull in their sockets. She looks at her note pad when she stands up and just blinks looking at the chicken scratch that usually is on her papers during school; she closes it with a chuckle before moving on hoping that the day time air can clear her head before something crazy happens.

3 Successes
>Amazingly though sheer dumb luck or you just being used to strange auromatic smells that alter your mind you soon make your way through the forests reasonably sure where you are going.
>However you do hear something flapping wings off to your right.
>Or that could be the large catepiller that just offered you some of his peace pipe to your left.
>Rather hard to tell at this point.

>she looks surprised to hear the flapping and looks to the right but if whatever it is is gone or regualr she turns to the catepiller

The large catepillar you could have sworn was there is gone when you look back.
>All that is left is a stump that looks like a snail with black leaves around it however.
>The flapping to the right has stopped for now.
>Taking a moment to center yourself you take a deep breath and hold it in.
>5
>4
>3
>2
>1
>Exhale.

>Looking around with much calmer eye's you see that the stump is still there and the leaves are as well though you do notice some dragon flies buzzing about further back.
>They seem to have not noticed you yet, but you get the feeling they are going to not be happy with you as they buzz around in a swarm near smoking stems of a plant.

>Currently you know that you must have breathed in some of that spore or some one slipped you a micky before you headed out.
>You also know that it is getting late if the moon is any indication.

>She starts to have a memory about Kindle saying stuff about coffe trees and jelly beans that sprout up when you get zapped by these things. She cautiously reaches into her bag for a jar but looks around first to see if anything is going on. Damn it's dark.

>slipped you a micky

Observing that area around you reveals nothing...wait!

Yes, that's it you're sure you heard something like breaking glass behind you quite a ways, actually its around the same area that the flapping had come from, maybe a bird had crashed into a window?

>None the less you soon pick out a jar of stuff to pick up things in!
>Ahead of you the dragonflies seem content to be flaming at each other with small sparks as they rest on cool rocks in the dew laden grass or in the trees around their small 'home'

>were in a woods she wonders leaving the bugs alone for awhile as she goes to check on the glass crunch; taking out her sword and lamp which she covers up to give her the slight adventage of stealth

3 Successes
>Amazingly enough you manage not to tramp through the forest like a tourist hitch hiker that is lost in the Appalachian mountains waiting for hill billies to kidnap you for food.
>Forgetting about the dragonflies and other things you soon approach the area where you had last heard the glass breaking sound.
>For a moment you don't see much in the gloom as only the stars can be seen along with the moon shining brightly down in the small holes the canopy gives you.
>Then a cloud passes by over the moon making even that meager amount of light fade.
>Yet you can still see, for before you is a strange, but oddly mystical bird made of stars!
>At first glance it looks like a hawk or an eagle, but if you had to guess it might be a falcon with it's wings and curved beak.
>It's quite majestic as it flies from branch to branch with the sound of liquid moonlight before letting out a quiet call that brings to mind of silver bells ringing in the distance.

What shall you do?

>She marvels at the glass creature made of nothing but celestial whatevers. She pulls out her draw pad and tries to sketch it as best she can in the dim light and proceeds to follow it. You don't often come across something like this; It's magic~

also how tall is it?

SOrry was distracted here we go.

Shocked for a moment you just stare dumbly at the bird before hurrying out in a rush to see get a better look at the animal. As you do the bird lands upon the branches of a nearby tree as it trills softly at you in curiousty.

You have the disctinct feeling that it is as curious about you as you are about it. However a small thing you do notice is that when the clouds slowly pass by and reveal the moon once more you see that portions of the light that falls into the clearing are missing, in their place is just a smidgon of darkness.

As the light returns thanks to the moon the bird lets out a soft cry again before flying into one of the moon beams which it opens it's mouth promptly plucking the light from it's place in the air leaving behind another bit of darkness and the sound of tingling broken glass!

She wows internally but keeps her mouth closed not wanting to scare off such a beauty. She gets her trusty journal and tries to the best of her abilities to sketch the bird while it is still.

>Watching with a stronger curiousity as the bird plucks a piece of the heavens out of the sky she can only wonder how much pain Luna could be in. It's like that one greek myth about the eagle eating the one guy alive

>*note writing intensifies*

 sucess.

Upon sitting down to sketch over the bird as it flies around you stick out your tongue in a pretty adorable way as the charcol dances about in your hooves. The bird noticing your efforts seems to preen itself as it's majesty is recorded for future generations to be in awe of it's greatness!

Then with another soft cry it spots a tasty looking beam it flies up snagging the light as it flies off with the light beam in it's beak disappearing from view.

Upon review of your notes you notices that your sketch manages to convey the general shape of the creature though most of the fine details are missing.

she awes... :c seeing the bird fly away from view and tries to see if she can find it again. If she doesn't she will pack things up and try to see if she can find the dragon flies again but if she can find the bird the GM will have to figure that out

1 success.

You think for a moment that you spot some of the moonlight that the bird had flown off with, yet as you hurry to approach the source it is nothing more than a small pale cream colored pool on the ground. Searching further for the bird reveals that you can't continue on wards as you had no idea where the hell that darn critter had wandered off to.

Aside from the small puddle of creamy looking liquid there are a few trees, a stump near the edge of the pool and what looks like a small fetish looking totem made from bone and a few scraps of cloth. How odd. Gazing upon it a tad longer makes your spine shiver as the wind blows by with a sudden gust. Not to mention you are getting quite tired at this point in your travels you feel it would be best to return to town, but there is so much more to explore here in the forest..

She must have walked up on the bird mid fap and made it cum out of fright. She doesn't stick near the white goo, and throws a stick at it before she sits on a stump to recover and gain back some strength. She eats some of the bread she packed and washes it down with some now warm water while sitting in the moonlight enjoying the night.

>It's late out but insomniacs don't sleep anyways and she'll probably be awake like she is every night until her body quits on her.

>She stands up to leave before she spots a "fetish looking totem" 'What?' she says externally as her [fetish is made out of a wood totem.... She still picks it up to take with her; maybe George can explain why her fetish is just lying about in the open. She skin crawls at the sight of it but damn is it sexy~

>small fetish looking totem

Throwing the stick it flies end over end until landing with a splash into the pool. Bobbing for just a moment it soon settles out into normal floating stick much like in a pool of water instead of the sludge you had expected it to be. In the meantime you down your rations for the night and feel full if a still bit spooked by how dark the night seems to be in this big forest.

For now looking over your body's internal reserves you guess with the food and your natrual depostition to ignore it's cries for sleep you can manage another hour or two.

As for the totem you approach it the sense of unease growing in your stomach as it tries to rebel from your control. Forging onwards you swallow down your fear and grasp the bone fetish up in your hoof. Closer inspection of the item reveals it to be a rather crudely if ingenious fitted together totem, it takes the bones of different forest animals and combines them in a rather spooky looking figure. Even now it still causes your eyes to shift side to side nervously as the shadows seem to grow darker and deeper with secrets of their own, you could swear that you feel watched.

Too uneasy about this totem and back to the forest floor it goes. She groans setting it gently to the floor and goes back to the pool. Apparently it isn't a giant turd like she thought. She gets a another stick to poke it and to lift some up wafting the scent over to her sensitive zebra nose.

>She reaches into her bag and produces a jar to take a sample of copiuous amounts. 2 jars worth of the paste. Surroundings also get checked as well

Feeling much happier now that the Totem is out of your possession you go back to the pool, though the sense of being watched hasn't fadded as much as you hoped.

Lifting the sample stick up to sniff the mixture you find it to smell much like banna's and cream! How marvelous! Hurrying to fill your jars you soon acquire two jars of creamy colored liquid! Finished with your canning process you look around the edges of the woods seeing that the time has passed while you were busy. The shadows at the moment aren't as bad as before, though they still give you a sense of unease, you might even think that totem is the source of it all where it not for the fact you hear what sounds live wolves in the distance...

She delights at the smell of this apparent pudding but scrunchies her nose as she is a person who hates pudding. That shit is gross. She tries to decide whether to take the totem with her but the wolves crying in the distance gives her the creeps and fighting wolves at night is not a option. She lets kek decided whether to keep the totem or not.

>kek decided that it was a good idea to take the totem with her but before she looks at it she draws the exact location where she is on her map before leaving with the bone totem which she carries at a distance that ghastly thing held and tied onto a decent sized stick

Bounding along the way the small totem dancing madly before you like some demented Majora's mask from Crash Bandicoot you soon come across rather large trees with low hanging branches, ignoring them for now since >Trees you grunt in annoyance as some of the branches suddenly snag in your mane and scratch at your coat the tugging and pulling feeling like tiny claws scrabbling against your hide as the calls of the wolves seem to grow ever closer...

Eventually through annoyance or afraid of the constant tuggings you hurl yourself forwards totem pole extended in front of you like a knight of old as you burst through the tree cover with a shrill yelp, though in your mind you like to imagine it to be more like a fierce Amazonian warcry.

That is until you feel something is off and look down to let out a girlish scream as you realize you had ran off the side of a cliff!

Before you can make like a tree and leaf you tumble down the dirt and bushes before coming to a stop at the bottom of the 'cliff' in your fear addeled mind what you had thought was a cliff was in fact a large hill with a steep decline. Looking around you find the pole still attached and the dangling totem seems to flicker at you with mischief in the eye sockets of the squirell that make's it's head.

Annoyed at it and yourself you get up from the ground and turn to see you seem to be near the edge of town happy day! Night, same difference really.

hey don't you make fun of aku aku he was my nigga and he would be a welcome party member at any time.

>She watches this evil looking thing dangle infront of her. She meant to put it in behind her but somehow the damn thing turned to the front. She can only watch it with a uneasy gaze . She disregards the trees but apparently they crave attention as they pull her hair. She yelps loudly feeling her roots get stretched by the angry trees. The howling wolves worry her greatly and she decides barreling through them would be easier then just picking them out 1 by 1

>She shakes her head of the branches and carries on before realizing something is off. She stops and thinks "hmm..." she looks around first as her hair stands on end for a moment seeing just vacant space infront of her. She bites her lip and looks down; fuck.

>She falls through the air flailing her limbs in a funny cartoon mannor before she thumps the ground and rolls down to the bottom and into a bush. Sitting for a moment in her leafy aboud she holds her head to make the stars stop swirling around. "god dammit..." she utters with a groan "2nd time that's happened." she looks up at the cliff face "atleast I didn't lose my glasses of smash my head open on rocks like the last time."

>taking a deep breath she looks angerly at the totem autoblaming it for her misfortune and wishes she never took the damn thing... but something about it fascinates her. Maybe it's the bones, or that odd flicker of light in the eye socket but she keeps it for now as she makes her way into town

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The night is long and tiring, most of the town is asleep. As would you if where in bed though you feel like just falling asleep right there on your own four hooves! Nickering to yourself for having such silly thoughts you hurry along the way for the comfort of your bed when a large timber wolve springs towards you with a terrifying roar! Caught unprepared you can only shimmer step to the side with a yell when a distanct TWANG is heard in the area!

With a thud the great beast's body lands on the ground and grinds itself towards you stopping just shy of your hooves a crossbow bolt sitting out from it's eye socket! Looking back towards the origin of the shot you find a pony of the guard holding a cross bow in his hooves while Greenhoof rushes to your side his own bow clanging against his side.

"Damn Flora what are you doing out this late? You could have been killed! Are you alright? I think Rain can bandage you up, Hearth might have some laying around the house too..."

Fussing over you, you see the guard move up closer to the timberwolf intent on collected his bolt when he steps back with an uttered oath as the body of the creature swirls in golden motes rapidly disappearing back into the forest!

>her eyes must have bugged out on her for a moment like they do when she's tired and must have walked with her eyes closed since she disn't notice a smelly bundle of sticks clamor its way to her. She stands in a fright as the giant faggot charges at her.

>Her hands are in her mouth for some reason as the wooden faggot rests at her feet. I guess he tripped and fell on a bolt; I mean crazier things have happened but this is new.

>She nearly karate chops the new Green faggot running up on her just out of instinct. She's a kung fu master and would have like... a platinum belt if she still had traditional thumbs.

>She didn't know Hoof that well but simply nods at him still in shock from nearly being mauled. She looks at that blasted totem in front of her a could swear the eyes lit up for a second as if they were mocking her more. She elects to follow him where ever he leads her brain to tired to think straight as she watches the gold fog rise into the forest.

From there your lead out from the outside and into one of the farm homes, much bustling and hustling is had as Hearth looks you over as she proclaims you alright if a bit sleep depreived. The guard nearby who had followed along snorted a bit under his breath making Green Hoof look over at him with a bit of a nervous look not liking the government in his house to begin with. In the meantime you are soon swaddled in a heap of blankets as Hearth lets you rest on the couch in the main room of the farm. Looking quite insistant the mare sends both stallions away, Green Hoof blusters a bit but is soon sent away as Hearth just stares at him. The guard meanwile made his escape soon enough before being submitted to the tender mercies of the fire pony.

She thanks the horse folk kindly for letting her stay at their place but the totem and pudding worries her. She rises from the couch and grabs the totem looking at it head on as her eye twitches. She carries it outside and puts it in a bush. You can't bring those types of things into a home especially if it's someone elses house. That's against customs and is really a dick move

Planting the totem into the bush to be outside you are soon dragged back inside as a rather irate Hearthfire grabs you by the ear in her mouth as she mutters something about being worse than Rain when doing stupid things.

At that point you begin to feel rather drowsy and sleepy as you tucked back into the couch by the mare and she sits in vigil over you to prevent you from having any more nightly escapades.


QUEST END.

ITEMS ACQUIRED
2 jars of odd cream colored liquid smelling of cream and bananas.
1 strange fetish; Made of different bones of small animals it looks primitive yet it still sends a trill of terror up your spine when you observe it.
1 Sketch of a star themed bird, further research is needed to figure out what in Equestria that is for sure, maybe a trip to the embassy might shed some light on that.
1 page of observations of 'Hedge Hog' and 'Spore Shrooms' Mainly information showing that the creature was acting inberatied when near the mushrooms.

Hope you had fun and if other ponies wished to join in on these little one shots that would be just dandy as well.



Day 447 2nd siting of bird

<Rain> Doubly doo, Flora here here?
[16:44] <Flora> 1sec
[16:48]  * Flora is sitting at a table outside one of the various restaurants around town. She's reading a newspaper and flips to another page before taking a bite out of her bread
[16:51] <Rain> Out of the crowd of the day, a mare appraoches to sit down at Flora's table. "Excuse, ma'am? I've heard rumors that you happen to be something of an expert on the local fuana, would you have happened to come across something like this before?" Using her horn the unicorn levitates out a pair of iridecent wings that are perfectly perserved in a orange glow form the magic of hte
[16:51] <Rain> mare's horn.
[16:56]  * Flora turns the page in her newspaper before tiliting it down at her new visitor. She sets it down letting the edge fold around the table before looking at the stange mare and her wings. She tries to remember if she's seen her face before and those iridecnt wings but responds cheerfully before sipping her tea "I wouldn't neccesairly says expert but I would say I've been around the block." she looks closer at the wings not answering her question too well since the wings werent too descriptive
[16:57] <Rain> The wings now that you look closer leaning over them as they lay on the table looking quite pretty with the sun hitting them, look a touch familier. [Now if I recall there is a knowledge roll we can use here and its involving your Survival roll last I checked, if you dont want to look that up go ahead and just roll]
[17:00] <Flora> !roll d20 rolo
[17:00] <GameServ> 12 == 12
[17:04] <Rain> You distincly remember this belonging to some type of bug, but the name escapes you.
[17:06]  * Flora taps her chin thinking the feathers were bird for a minute, but the gloss changes her mind "hmm, they look familiar. They belong to some bug Ive seen before but the name eludes me; tell me miss where did you find these wings?"
[17:09] <Rain> The mare adjusts her tie which is orange as well, with her magic to a looser fitting. "Well to be honest I came across a pack of the creatures on my way into town actually. I hadn't seen such things near Manehatten in all my life, I mean I have seen some fire flies before but these critters were almost dragonic in apperance! Yet so small it was like looking at a minitrized
[17:09] <Rain> dragon. I had accidently spooked the whole pack of them andhad to start running when they gave chase!"
[17:10] <Rain> Pausing for a moment to catch her breath the mare continues, you do notice that this mare has a CM the outline of a tree with a spark inside it. "It was only when I had gotten away that I had noticed one of them had gotten squished into my bag and disappeared, well I mean to say is that the thing was gone but its wings were still haning on my pack,"
[17:11] <Flora> [is this Tinder Spark?\
[17:12] <Rain> [mhmm]
[17:13] <Flora> [oh I've meet her before IC, she sleeps in my greenhouse and was teaching us stuff since we found her papers for her*
[17:14] <Flora> [we should have been aquainted by now since it's been lik 2 weeks]
[17:15] <Rain> [I know but she wasn't quite ugh forget about it, lets just say she didnlt know you were the animal expert fella and i dont feel comfortable about using embassy personal as they arent mine]
[17:16] <Flora> [ok but she should at least n=know my name]
[17:16] <Flora>
[17:21] <Rain> [fiiine]
[17:21] <Rain> "Flora?" Timber asks looking towards the zebra mare in confusion seeing her deep in contemplations.
[17:25]  * Flora laughs at the recount "ah seems like you're finding the inhabitants of the land and their enjoying your company. Glad to see you made it back in one piece, I hear dragon flies have a nasty bite and burn." she nods her head "and yes it is Flora" she wonders how Tinder didn't know it was her she's been living in her greenhouse for awhile
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[17:26] <Rain> "Dragon flies, right got it then...in that case do you know of any other creatures that could be a hassle when I leave then?"
[17:30] <Flora> "oh you're leaving so soon? I thought we were to have a couple of magic lessons"
[17:31] <Rain> "Well I can't stay for long, I have my own affairs to attend to as well back home Flora, I wish I could stay, but I can't put it off for much longer I'm afraid."
[17:33] <Flora> [did we ever figure out if she was supposed to introduce some form of magic in the game or if she gave lessons? I know she did the first day she was here but I forgot if she was supposed to give more after. I know Orange and I attended and were interested
[17:33] <Flora> ]
[17:35] <Rain> [yeah during the down time she taught you guys soem basics]
[17:36] <Rain> [dont quite recall what all the things we agreed on she taught you aside from a sppell that was made for fireproofing things, identifygin if someting was poson and then something else i am forgetting at the moment.[
[17:36] <Flora> [i really dont remember myself we shoudld ask Star when he's here]
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[17:38] <Rain> [mk then]
[17:43] <Flora> "well I wish you the best of luck when you go but before you do I do have a question for you"
[17:47] <Rain> Timber looks up from the wings and nods showing she is listening.
[17:51] <Flora> "I have a feeling you know a lot about the woods and I want to share with you two things, bu this involves walking in the woods. Would you like me to show you?"
[17:53] <Rain> "Sure! I'm always willing to learn new things!" timber says with a bit of perkyness as she gets up and starts to follow Flora whenever she goes.
[17:56]  * Flora picks up her news paper that has doodles on it and sets it on some random npcs desk while she gets her bag "well lets not waste any time"
[17:56] <Flora> [she goes to the woods]
[17:56] <Flora> we can do it here if you want
[17:58] <Rain> okie dokie then I dont mind
[18:02] <Rain> [um flora? You busy or somethin}
[18:04]  * Flora gets her things as she walks and organizes her stuff. As she wallks through the woods. She openly addresses her rock "hey George wake up
[18:04] <Flora> [sorru]
[18:06] <Rain> Timber stares at Flora like shes a bit outta her mind. George meanwhile wakes with a snort and grumbles out. "....What."
[18:07] <Flora> "come on were looking for that Starbird and banana pudding stuff"
[18:08] <Rain> "Eh...Flora? Who are you talking to? Is that some kind of spell?" TImber asks looking unsure now as she follows her into the woods. George in the meantime takes a moment to think.. "...Star Bird...Comes out....at night...What pudding?"
[18:10] <Flora> 1 sec
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[18:15]  * Flora looks back at Tinder "oh don't worry this is George, he's well something more then a rock but he's saved my ass multiple times. Don't worry I'm not crazy." she says trying to convince her before turnign to her earthen friend "and yes that stuff I found in the woods while lookng for the star bird"
[18:17] <Rain> Tinder really doesn't look all that reasurred by Flora's talk of Hey I'm not crazy but gives it a chance maybe its just how zebra's work? In any case Tinder continues to follow along while Geroge rumbles on "...the...piss?"
[18:19] <Flora> "i'll take you to the spot" she cranes her neck to Tinder "Tinder would you like to follow me out to a place where I saw a bird made of stars that ate mooon light and some puddle of... banana pudding... hmm. that one does sound odd now that I think about it" she says with her hand on er lip
[18:22] <Rain> Tinder looks really nervous as she listens to all of this before she perks up "Wait, a star bird and it eats moon light? I- I think I remmeber reading about that!" Tinder looks really excited for some reason as she trots closer to the strange zebra "How long ago did you see it? It's really really rare to see them in their natural habitat since they are really leery of letting
[18:22] <Rain> others see them all the time!"
[18:25] <Flora> "oh sweet I go out to look around and I found something rare!" she says happily "well let's see" she pulls out her map "I went over near this cliff and heard some bells ringing at night. I followed it and as this bird just swop into a moon beam  and bite some off. I followed it and it lead me to some pudding vat or something. I don't know but it smells like abana pudding."
[18:29] <Rain> Tinder' lowers her ears at hearing the words banana pudding. "You uh didn't eat any of that did you?"
[18:30] <Flora> "oh no no. I don't like pudding"
[18:30] <Flora> "Why do you ask?"
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[18:33] <Rain> "Oh thank goodness well you see, some of the uh nobels I have heard often send ponies out to collect the uh...oh dear this is a odd thing to say, but the excrement of the Starlings to work as either a spice or as its own dish as the bird tends to...do something to it to excrete that..." Tinder lookds down blushing a tad as she relays the detaisl to her zebra firend.
[18:35] <Flora> "excuse me?" shes confused
[18:35]  * Flora understands what she said but the absurdity of it astounds her
[18:37] <Rain> "Um...yeah...I find it disgusting myself...its not as bad as what they do for coffee beans from Ponzile..."
[18:41] <Flora> "you and I are going to have a very long discussion about this when we get back to town because, where I'm from people do the exact same thing with a creature called a civet. I don't know if you have them here but people certainly ienjoy the coffe beans that pass through their digestive system. If you catch my drift"
[18:42] <Rain> "Oh grooooss! That's almost as bad as what the ponies down there do! They wind up using the juices from this bug to work as a drink for them!"
[18:43] <Flora> "eww what bug is this?
[18:46] <Rain> "I'm not sure what it's called but I think its refered to as a Juice bug? Or bug juice? I can't remember exactly..." Tinder taps her hoof to her chin in though before shrugging "Anyway you were leading us to the starling?"
[18:50] <Flora> "i think it's bug juice; if it's anything like camps i'll put money on it being bug juice... and yes to the bird" she says walking through the woods h=to her marked spot on the map "i do wonder how long does this bird poop last and how much would some one pay for it?"
[18:53] <Rain> "Usually it lasts for about a day, or at least most of the night since it tends to evaporate when it's in contact with sunlight I think." Tinder says as they soon approach the area of the starling, at least where it was last seen. Upon entering it looks like the puddle is gone now and only a few trees stand in the area with a stump nearby.
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[18:55] <Flora> "so it only goes bad in the sun"s he says inquisitively as she has 2 jars of liquid shit in her house
[18:59] <Rain> "Mhmm..." Tinder looks around excitedly for the animal but realizes that the sun is still out "Oh..right, starlings dont' like to be out and about in the sun..."
[19:01]  * Flora wonders what price she can fetch for two jars of white gold but dispells the thought "well it looks like were just going to have to wait for the night to come. Here let's set camp up early and wait for our bird to come"
[19:06] <Rain> "Alright then!" So question leave it off here or just go ahead nad do a survival roll since your camping?
[19:07] <Flora> [i guees survival?]
[19:07] <Rain> mk
[19:08] <Flora> !roll d20i must live
[19:08] <GameServ> 10 == 10
[19:09] <Rain> !roll d20 Tinder's roll
[19:09] <GameServ> 20 == 20
[19:10] <Rain> With some help from both of you, you soon have a small encampment established and are ready for roughing it out in the wilderness!
[19:10] <Flora> >tfw
[19:10] <Flora> lived this life for a year and can't make a tent
[19:11] <Rain> Time soon passes and the sun goes across the sky as you worked and it is now time for the night to take the stage! The moon rises and you both wait for the starling to arrive once more...Percpetion check please!~
[19:11] == Aurora has changed nick to Phoenix_Down
[19:11] <Rain> !roll d20 Tinders Roll
[19:11] <GameServ> 3 == 3
[19:12] <Flora> !roll d20~
[19:12] <GameServ> 19 == 19
[19:12] == Snow_Hats has changed nick to Snow_Blind
[19:14] <Rain> Tinder is about to doze off, yet Flora you notice that there is a flapping of wings nearby and with a fwoosh the starling lands out of the range of the campfire you established! It regards you both with a weary eye before trilling a soft note to you both.
[19:16]  * Flora nudges the pony she's next to and picks up George from her bag "hey wake up you two the show is about to start"
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[19:17] <Rain> Tinder snorts and looks about confused before seeing the Starling and gets starry eyed "Oh my gosh! That's ... that's! " It seems that Tinder is having a fangasm as the bird imperiously cleans it's wings as it is being admired looking quite smug.
[19:19]  * Flora sets her rock besides her as shegets her journal to get a better sketch "a beauty"
[19:20] <Rain> The starling sees the striped one start to sketch and begins to take a majestic pose the utter smugness of this bird is almost stifling, ,though tinder doesn't give a damn as she watches this all with large happy eyes and goes to collect her own sketch pad to draw this pretty bird.
[19:21]  * Flora tries to wake George het wake up birds here?
[19:21] <Flora> [i have to leave in 230 minutes]
[19:21] <Flora> 30
[19:23] <Rain> [well we can go ahead and wrap this up if you want, wanna discuss what happens from this point on off screen wise?]
[19:26] <Flora> [sure]
[19:28] <Rain> [k then, what i had in mind was that you guys spent most the evening sketching it and then it would have tried for pecking at some of your supplies.]
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[19:32] <Flora> [Looks like that bird is going to get cooked
[19:32] <Rain> [Then the bird would try to fly away while Tinder looks at you in distress asking why you tried to hurt it]
[19:32] <Flora> [but that's fine did we learn anything new from it?
[19:33] <Flora> [i wouldn't actually shoo it away]
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[19:35] <Rain> [Not really aside from it having a pointy beak hue]
[19:35] <Flora> [ok thanks rain i have to go]
[19:35] <Flora> [i leave you with this as thanks https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZKKQrirz-yI]
[19:36] <Rain> [baaai!]




Day 458 follwed by a small bird for 3 days

Day 461 hit by graphling hook and heard loud noises in woods set up for cury's thing