Session7(sand)

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08[00:16] * +Lemon_Cookie sits on the ground.
08[00:16] * +Lemon_Cookie He's upright this time.
12[00:16] <~Damhoof|Gm>  "Lets start by telling us what happened." The magenta mare adresses them all, but smiles especially at lemon_Cookie. "See. Good as new. Superpotions work wonders. Just don`t drink many at once."
[00:16] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Mm."
08[00:16] * +Chrome_Veneer has no idea what really happened. In fact, likely only Samble really knew.
[00:18] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Well. We were walkin' through tha' market an' it was pretty empty except fa' Sample an' those shady bucks."
12[00:18] <~Damhoof|Gm>  "Sample?" The mare looks around for a confirmation of names.
[00:18] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Yeah an' then the shootin' started. Sample shot in self defense though."
[00:18] <+Lemon_Cookie> "We know her an' were actually lookin' fa' her--" he says, pointing in Sample's direction. "... an' then yeah. Tha' shootin'."
12[00:20] <~Damhoof|Gm>  "Can you tell us what happen then. Miss Sample." The magenta mare looks to Sampletext.
08[00:20] * +Chrome_Veneer shrugged, "It was obvious she fought in self defense, but she did shoot first." He almost asked Sample, after the magenta mare spoke to her.
[00:21] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Yeah. Two large cloaked strangers lookin' all ominous an' gettin' inside my personal space. S'jus' not somethin' that bodes well."
08[00:21] * +Blueberry_Muffin nods "Mhm."
08[00:23] * +SampleText remains standing, "I got up early to come down and see the market.  Two cloaked figures stopped me as I started to the place I'm staying.  I think they took issue with my being Equestrian?"
08[00:25] * +Chrome_Veneer whether or not he was satisfied with what Sample said to defend herself, he wouldn't question it. her matters were not his own.
12[00:25] <~Damhoof|Gm>  "Alright." The mare nods to Sampletext and puts up her white hood against the harsh sun. "You`re all fixed up and given your testimony. I haven`t got the heart to detain you further. Go on you lot. Maybe we`ll find out something later from our prisoner."
08[00:26] * +Lemon_Cookie nods.
08[00:26] * +Blueberry_Muffin nods too
08[00:26] * +Chrome_Veneer nods three.
[00:26] <+SampleText> "Thank you, officers."
12[00:27] <~Damhoof|Gm>  "Hopefully this hasn`t put you off from hodded figures. Many decent folk wear hoods against the sun. Just stay together, and wander in pairs and these things won`t happen again."
08[00:27] * +Lemon_Cookie gets to picking the twenty-two slugs out of his armor.
[00:28] <+Lemon_Cookie> "... well."
[00:28] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Huh? Well what?"
08[00:29] * +Lemon_Cookie still feels queasy, and the sensation of having been beaten senseless lingers very near.
08[00:29] * +SampleText smiles politely, "I'll remember that ma'am!"
08[00:29] * +Chrome_Veneer stretched and looked up his horn. He had to be sure to manage his energy use more efficiently. "Guess we'll move on now that we're finally together?" -- has no sense of the pain that Lemon has felt over the short time of their travels since the ship.
[00:29] <+Lemon_Cookie> "... I dunno' whether we should keep movin' or not."
12[00:29] <~Damhoof|Gm>  "The templars reside in the castle around the hagia sophia." Bonesaw mentions to Lemon_Cookie. "I`ll show you a few of our healing spells when you have time."
[00:30] <+Lemon_Cookie> "I'll be sure ta' check it out," he says to her.
[00:30] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "What do ya' mean?"
[00:30] <+Lemon_Cookie> "I mean magical healin's... kinda' a crapshoot."
[00:30] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "We already accepted tha' contract, we have ta' carry out tha' mission."
[00:30] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Er, in tha' long term."
[00:31] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "It did safe ya' now."
[00:31] <+Lemon_Cookie> "An' yeah. We did. It didn't specify a day, though."
[00:31] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "The sonner we deal with it, the sooner we can go back ta' mining our own buisness again."
[00:32] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Sis," he says, downtrodden and standing weakly. "I jus' got beat so bad I needed a healer."
[00:32] <+Lemon_Cookie> and moving to stand weakly.*]
[00:33] <+Lemon_Cookie> "If ya' want ta' go, fine, but I've got misgivin's."
08[00:33] * +SampleText turns back the way she tried to flee
08[00:33] * +Lemon_Cookie looks over in Sample's direction.
[00:34] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Sample?"
08[00:34] * +Chrome_Veneer shrugged. Honestly if they decided to put the mission off that would give him time to search for a non-Lemon unicorn.
[00:34] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "I won't leave ya'. I guess we can che- Lemon, look at me when you're talking ta' me."
08[00:35] * +Blueberry_Muffin deapans "Tha's common courtesy."
08[00:35] * +Lemon_Cookie turns back, giving her a worried look, then points to Sample.
12[00:36] <~Damhoof|Gm>  "Contracts are usually handed out in to several factions." The mare catiously mentions to the group. "What is there this week might not be there the next, and competition is fierce for those low level contracts. You enjoy your stay. Be seeing you all later. Keep an eye out on miss Sampletext so she doesn`t get herself ambushed again."
[00:36] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "I'm talkin' to ya'! An' Sample; Where are ya' going?"
[00:37] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Some things are more pressin' than others," he mutters.
12[00:37] <~Damhoof|Gm>  The mare waves them farewell along with the other soldiers remaining guard in the near vincinity, along with their prisoner. They haven`t been able to capture more than the one Mayhem and Chrome_veneer shot at.
[00:39] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Sample!"
08[00:40] * +Lemon_Cookie deflates slightly as he watches Sample go without so much as looking back.
[00:40] <+Mayhem> "Oi lass! We are talking ta you!"
08[00:41] * +Blueberry_Muffin rolls her eyes "Let her go. If she want's ta' be mugged again, then so be it."
08[00:42] * +Lemon_Cookie is silent.
08[00:42] * +Lemon_Cookie He frowns slightly.
[00:44] <+Lemon_Cookie> "... don't we have raiders ta' kill?"
[00:49] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Indeed, bro, we have. Mayhem? Chrome? You ready?"
[00:49] <+Mayhem> "Whenever you are, lads."
08[00:49] * +Lemon_Cookie remains silent.
12[00:49] <~Damhoof|Gm>  As sampletext rounds a corner she can see a hooded figure vanish behind a differnt corner. Clearly a stalker
08[00:50] * +Blueberry_Muffin nods "Good. Then let's move out."
12[00:51] <~Damhoof|Gm>  The party itself seems determined to hunt raiders for their contractor and set about heading for the towering gates of constantinomare protecting the citizens from whatever desert dangers the outside world has to provide.
08[00:55] * +Lemon_Cookie plods along.
08[00:55] * +SampleText continues heading towards the mansion, away from the group.
08[00:56] * +Lemon_Cookie He tries not to fuss with the twenty-two sized wounds in his armor.
08[00:57] * +Mayhem follows the rest, still wondering, why Sample just ran off.
08[00:57] * +Chrome_Veneer worries about Sample having gone off alone, but won't pry in to the business of another pony when his is just as shady.
12[00:57] <~Damhoof|Gm>  Our wandering party notice a caravan of ponies preparing to set out into the wastes. A strange zebra is sitting on a small pile of fruit, injecting them with healing potion juice for some strange reason, and beyond the gates loom this wide expanse of sand, wind and sun.
08[00:58] * +Lemon_Cookie looks at the seemingly strange behavior of the zebra, then remembers something.
08[00:59] * +Lemon_Cookie He diverges from the group and walks over to the pile of fruit and its attendant zebra.
15[00:59] * SampleText is now known as GreenBank
15[00:59] * ChanServ sets mode: -v GreenBank
12[01:00] <~Damhoof|Gm>  The zebra looks up from her working on injecting potions into fruit and stare at Lemon_cookie. "What?"
[01:02] <+Lemon_Cookie> "... what are ya' doin'?
12[01:03] <~Damhoof|Gm>  "Filling up fruit with healing potion juice so that the desert heat wont steal it." The zebra replies. "Most pure liquids evaporate at this temperature. You heading out? Might want to do the same."
[01:04] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Yeah. Heard about somethin' like this happenin'..."
[01:04] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "That sounds like a good idea, but we got bottles anyway."
[01:04] <+Lemon_Cookie> "It evaporates even corked potions?"
08[01:05] * +Lemon_Cookie looks over at Blueberry and wonders when she'd decided to join him.
12[01:05] <~Damhoof|Gm>  "Yes." The zebra nods. "Everything. Even water will warm up and dry out within the bottle in heat like this."
[01:05] <+Lemon_Cookie> "That's... not possible with a near air-tight seal."
[01:05] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Really? Damn, that sounds...inconvinient."
[01:05] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Especially if tha' container's near full."
[01:06] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Air inside'll reach tha' maximum saturation point."
15[01:06] * GreenBank is now known as SampleText
12[01:06] <~Damhoof|Gm>  "It is not normal heat." The zebra mutters back. "And no bottle here is made as you say. Plants on the other hoof are airtight."
15[01:06] * Damhoof|Gm sets mode: +v SampleText
08[01:06] * +SampleText walks
08[01:07] * +Lemon_Cookie slowly facehoofs.
[01:07] <+Lemon_Cookie> "... forgot ta' consider wild magic."
[01:07] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Seriously? Tha' desert's magic?"
[01:08] <+Lemon_Cookie> "... damn."
12[01:08] <~Damhoof|Gm>  "Desert is thirsty. The fruit is made to withstand the desert thirst."
08[01:08] * +Lemon_Cookie turns to Blueberry and sighs.
[01:09] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Sis. We gotta' turn back."
[01:09] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Why?"
[01:09] <+Lemon_Cookie> "I don't think we're prepared fa' desert travel."
[01:09] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Seconded, but what do ya' think we can do?"
08[01:09] * +Chrome_Veneer frowned. Turn back indeed, no way he could go out in 'that' heat where his water bottles would somehow evaporate through the bottle. (magic)
12[01:09] <~Damhoof|Gm>  Sampletext reaches the comfort of her mansion, as more shadowy figures peer from their hiding places behind her. She knows their intent by now. What will the budding witch do?
[01:10] <+Lemon_Cookie> "... well, I could try an' learn healin' spells."
08[01:10] * +SampleText goes inside.
[01:10] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Good idea, but how does that help us with tha' water?"
[01:10] <+Lemon_Cookie> "We should also see what we can do about gettin' fruit an' desert clothin'."
08[01:11] * +Chrome_Veneer "I'm already wearing white." He commented, having planned for the sun at least a little bit beforehand.
08[01:11] * +Blueberry_Muffin considers "Sure sounds good, but I don't think our funds can support tha'."
12[01:11] <~Damhoof|Gm>  Sampletext takes a quick note that there isn`t a guard planted on the entrance, and the mansion is awfully quiet. Her hooves echo within the empty mansion and a warm wind howls behind her. Draggin a ninja dustbin around.
[01:11] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Yeah. This... damn. We're gonna' have ta' rethink."
[01:12] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "I mean we both are broke, Sample's gone and so only Chrome and Mayhem have caps. THat is unless ya' want ta' sell some of your stuff."
[01:12] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Can't go out inta' tha' desert ta' get money. Gonna' have ta' try within' tha city walls."
[01:12] <+Lemon_Cookie> "I... have some stuff I could sell. We could also try tha' arena."
[01:13] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Arena? I don't think tha's a good idea."
[01:13] <+Lemon_Cookie> "It's an option."
[01:13] <+Lemon_Cookie> "... but yeah. Probably not to high on the 'good idea' metric."
12[01:14] <~Damhoof|Gm>  The zebra mare shrugs and continues pouring healing potion into her oranges.
[01:14] <+Mayhem> "Whatever you want ta do is fine with me, as long as we get some caps and don't get killed."
08[01:14] * +Chrome_Veneer "Were there any other jobs? I was asleep when you all decided."
08[01:14] * +Blueberry_Muffin sighs "Fair enough."
[01:14] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Nothin' withing tha' vicinity of tha' city."
[01:14] <+Blueberry_Muffin> *within'
12[01:14] <~Damhoof|Gm>  As Sampletext walks further into the mansion she notices a light streak of blood leading down into the east wing of the mansion.
08[01:15] * +SampleText heads on towards her room.
[01:15] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Well... we could try ta' pool our funds.
[01:15] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Indeed an' then we buy some of those fruits. They look delicious too."
[01:15] <+Lemon_Cookie> "What are our other options?"
08[01:16] * +Blueberry_Muffin suddenly has an idea "There's tha' infestation at tha' mansion, but I'm not sure that would yield and caps."
[01:17] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Hm. We'd have ta' find somepony willin' ta' pay us fa' tha' work."
[01:17] <+Lemon_Cookie> "I... don't think centipedes are any good fa' sellin'."
[01:17] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Maybe as food?"
[01:17] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Pfft."
08[01:17] * +Chrome_Veneer gagged, "Like that insect stuff served earlier."
08[01:17] * +Lemon_Cookie looks at Chrome and Mayhem.
[01:18] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Well? Ideas?"
[01:18] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Well, we share tha' manor with tha' wolf mercs. I guess they'd be happy ta' spare a few caps ta' get rid of 'em."
[01:18] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Hmm. Yeah."
[01:18] <+Lemon_Cookie> ... but then they might think a' us as their errand bucks."
08[01:18] * +Lemon_Cookie gets an expression of distaste.
08[01:18] * +Chrome_Veneer "Knowing about the 'magical' heat there's no way we'll be able... i'll be able to do anything out of the city without a stockpile of those fruits." He shrugged, "As for being used as an errand buck, i'm used to stuff like that."
12[01:19] <~Damhoof|Gm>  Sampletext can hear the faintness of muted hooves against the rocks of the outside while she heads further into the mansion. Ponies wearing socks to muffle their own hoofsteps. One of them stumbles and cause a mild crash to be heard, but the sound is quickly muted once more..
[01:19] <+Lemon_Cookie> "It's not so much tha' bein' an errand buck as it is tha' way I think they'll treat their errand bucks."
[01:19] <+Lemon_Cookie> they'll /treat/*]
08[01:20] * +Chrome_Veneer frowned, "What's wrong with being useful to everypony else?"
[01:20] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Nothin'. They might just treat us like dirt afterwards," Lemon clarifies.
08[01:21] * +Chrome_Veneer shrugged, "For doing somepony else a service?"
[01:21] <+Lemon_Cookie> "See us as servile an' weak an' whatnot."
08[01:21] * +SampleText hoofs her door open
[01:22] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Or we could hitchhike with a caravan."
[01:22] <+Lemon_Cookie> "They aren't kind ponies."
[01:22] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Tha' ones I met, anyway," he mutters.
08[01:22] * +Chrome_Veneer has become used to being used as a tool in the past, and doesn't comprehend the idea of helping other ponies making him look weak. "Wouldn't that inconvenience them, though?"
12[01:22] <~Damhoof|Gm>  Sampletext enters her room and finds three ponies inside, bound up and put to hang upside down so the blood rushes to their heads. They sway like pendulums with large potato sacks covering their faces.. A brown male pony, a seablue mare, and a zebra.
08[01:23] * +Lemon_Cookie turns to Blueberry.
08[01:23] * +SampleText sighs and shuts the door.
[01:23] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Well, I guess that's one idea. No healin' chems'll make the journey, though, I don't think.
15[01:24] * +SampleText ([email protected]) Quit (Quit: Leaving.)
[01:24] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "We could sell those drugs if nopony wants 'em."
[01:24] <+Lemon_Cookie> "We might be able ta' negotiate ta' have access ta' fruit, so we can store 'em proper-like."
[01:25] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Actually, wait."
08[01:25] * +Lemon_Cookie beams suddenly.
[01:26] <+Lemon_Cookie> "... wait."
08[01:26] * +Lemon_Cookie returns to neutral, rethinking.
[01:26] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Nah. At best, services as guards would be a deal sweetener."
08[01:27] * +Chrome_Veneer seemed to like that suggestion, "Well, if we're acting in their protection, i don't think it would be as inconveniencing..."
[01:28] <+Lemon_Cookie> "I was wondering, sis, if ya' might be able ta' convince 'em ta' take us on under tha' auspices a' 'guards'."
[01:28] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Maybe we might be able ta' squeeze some money outta' 'em as well as fruit rights."
[01:28] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Indeed."
[01:31] <+Lemon_Cookie> "So. What course a' action we takin'?
[01:31] <+Lemon_Cookie> "*
15[01:31] * ApricotCordial ([email protected]) has joined #foesand
[01:31] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "I guess tha' guard option sounds good."
08[01:31] * +Chrome_Veneer "Let's at least ask them what they think of sharing supplies given our protection of the caravan."
[01:32] <+Lemon_Cookie> "If tha' caravan thing doesn't work out, I say we head back ta' tha' mansion an' rest up."
08[01:32] * +Blueberry_Muffin nods "Want me ta' do it?"
[01:32] <+Lemon_Cookie> "I'll see what I can do about learnin' healin' spells."
[01:32] <+Lemon_Cookie> "... an' yes, sis. This kinda' think is ya' forte."
15[01:32] * ApricotCordial is now known as SampleText
08[01:33] * +Blueberry_Muffin nods and approaches the zebra "Uhm, excuse me? Are ya' part of a caravan?"
08[01:33] * +Chrome_Veneer walked close behind Blueberry, wondering if he might be able to help at all.
08[01:33] * +Lemon_Cookie stands back and lets his sis do her thing.
12[01:34] <~Damhoof|Gm>  "Most of my men would have killed for such a sight." Samplext hears an effeminate voice state behind her.
[01:34] <+Lemon_Cookie> thing*]
08[01:35] * +Mayhem raises an eyebrow at that statement.
12[01:36] <~Damhoof|Gm>  "Most of my men would have killed for such a sight." A female voice from the middle corridor states to Sampletext as she closes the door.
15[01:36] * Damhoof|Gm sets mode: +v SampleText
[01:36] <+SampleText> "I do wish the ponies here'd stop presuming everypony else knew what they were talking about."
12[01:36] <~Damhoof|Gm>  The zebra filling potions in fruit nods. "I am the caravan medicine pony."
[01:36] <+Mayhem> [redact]
08[01:37] * +Lemon_Cookie wonders if such a natural phenomena could exist-- a thirsty desert.
08[01:38] * +Lemon_Cookie He also wonders whether the city is being protected from it, or if the city's outside its area of effect.
[01:38] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Then could I please talk to tha' leader? I have a buisness proposition for him."
08[01:38] * +Chrome_Veneer studies how many ponies are a part of the caravan, and what types of protection they already have.
12[01:39] <~Damhoof|Gm>  "Is it not falttery to assume you knew what you were doing before you did it?" The mare states back to Sampletext. "You are right. We are unreasonable, but that is because we can. You are knew and lack the protective wards that the crone sets out to help promote peace. So we took your little deal and turned it on its head. Just to cause an upset. Oh and by the way. You owe me three lives."
08[01:40] * +Lemon_Cookie also thinks of further options, should they fail to join the caravan under favorable terms.
12[01:41] <~Damhoof|Gm>  The zebra points to one of the stallions at the front of the caravan. A rather brooding fellow, with a wrinkled face.
08[01:41] * +Blueberry_Muffin nods "Thanks." She then approaches the wrinkled stallion "Hello good sir."
[01:42] <+SampleText> "I'm afraid I'm still not following."
08[01:42] * +Chrome_Veneer sticks near Blueberry, a bit back but interested in what sort of propositions she offers
[01:43] <+SampleText> "Initially it was just the bit about what sight I was supposed to be seeing, but I've got a grasp on the rest."
12[01:43] <~Damhoof|Gm>  "The brute you and your friends killed, and the guildie that got captured by templars." The mare nods towards the room that Sampletext had opened. "Three lives that hang in the balance. Take a knife or a gun. Pay me back."
[01:44] <+SampleText> "Ahhh, I see.  It has to be in my room?  I do sleep there you know."
12[01:45] <~Damhoof|Gm>  The stallion draws his lips into a smile as Blueberry_muffin approaches. "Hello there young miss. How can I help you."
[01:46] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "I have a buisness proposition for ya'. My friends and I would like ta' work for ya', as guards. We're very capable of handlin' dangers."
12[01:46] <~Damhoof|Gm>  "There are other rooms with other lives." The black mare responds to Sampletext. "I was just curious as to which room you would enter for your initiation rites."
12[01:47] <~Damhoof|Gm>  "So I filled all the rooms with mercs." The black mare giggles. "A guessing game if you will."
08[01:47] * +Lemon_Cookie hopes Blueberry sets-up the conditions right. They do, after all, have to leave the caravan and kill some raiders.
08[01:48] * +Chrome_Veneer is sticking with Blueberry to ensure she doesn't set their expectations of the group too high or leave something out.
[01:49] <+SampleText> "Now that's fun.  Although I do rather wish I'd have gone somewhere other then my bedroom now," Sample murmurs
12[01:50] <~Damhoof|Gm>  "These are dangerous times. Are you sure a mare such as yourself would want to travel when raiders lurk about?" The stallion eyes her closer. "I would rest easier knowing our passage was clear, but no bounty hunters have bothered to take the job. Can you believe it? Why in my time half the city would be rearing to go kill such treacherous bastards."
08[01:51] * +SampleText hoofs out her knife.
[01:52] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "I'm from Manehattan. It's kill or be killed there. We can handle that."
08[01:52] * +Chrome_Veneer "To be honest, our group out to seak those raiders you just mentioned. Problem is we're just recently become grounded and aren't necessarily prepared for the heat as much as we are for the raiders themselves." He interjected.
12[01:53] <~Damhoof|Gm>  "Now its all about that stupid arena. Not that I blame these craven foals. Bourne from a craven shaman leading them." The stallion licks his lips. "She is scared. and faar to young. You will? and you? We can sponsor you with some food and drink."
12[01:54] <~Damhoof|Gm>  The black mare giggles. "Why isn`t it more fun to sleep amongst fresh corpses?" She is nodded to a different door. "Three lives."
[01:55] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Good point Chrome. You mentioned tha' raiders. We're probably workin' towards tha same goals. It would be benfical ta' both sides if we'd coorperate. I take it ya' go through or near tha' Dust Devil pass?"
12[01:56] <~Damhoof|Gm>  Sampletext is shown a different bedroom. One with different ponies, and no zebra this time. They dangle anonimously in the air with bags over their heads.
08[01:56] * +Lemon_Cookie watches the proceedings from a distance.
[01:57] <+SampleText> "I can't say I've had the pleasure more then a time or to."
08[01:58] * +SampleText shrugs, "Might as well be these three."
08[01:58] * +SampleText trots forward.
12[02:00] <~Damhoof|Gm>  "Yes we do." The stallion nods to Blueberry_Muffin. "You and your fellows are going to clean them out from that infernal place? Make sure you don`t just replace them."
08[02:02] * +Chrome_Veneer shook his head, "Replace them? Why would anypony want to live like a raider. There's bounties on their being for a reason."
12[02:02] <~Damhoof|Gm>  Sampletext is incenced by the fear extruding from these bodies. There is something in the air. Red herbs, and a dry arid scent that makes her wish for water.
08[02:02] * +Blueberry_Muffin chuckles "Oh we're gonna clean 'em out alright. We're jus' lookin' for a ride ta' get there. We could double as guards on your journey."
12[02:04] <~Damhoof|Gm>  "Might aswell. Or you can actually help around. So long as you are gone by dust devil pass I`ll let you ride on my caravan, and eat from our supplies." The stallion nods. "We leave in an hour. When the sun is headed for dusk."
08[02:04] * +Blueberry_Muffin looks to the others "I guess we're already set."
12[02:05] <~Damhoof|Gm>  "You have a very pragmatic onlook on things." The black clad mare states back at Sampletext. "Why is it that you never visited us after the slavers? Did you think the black guild would be ignored? Did you think the crone would protect you?"
08[02:06] * +Chrome_Veneer bows a bit to the leader of the carvan, "We'll ensure nothing bad happens over the course of the journey." He confirmed looking to his water bottles to see if they'd already started to empty.
[02:06] <+SampleText> "I thought you were above dealing with a weak child for substances you already had."
08[02:07] * +SampleText approaches the first pony, "However, it appears you're far more petty then I expected."
12[02:08] <~Damhoof|Gm>  "You would have us believe that you intended to sell some drugs and leave it at that?" The marely voice asks Sampletext in turn. "It is not about the money. It is about sending a message. You are perfect for our purposes. Ave to Caesar."
12[02:10] <~Damhoof|Gm>  The stallion looks to Mayhem. "Yes. Maybe you will do all of that, but you have big bodies and big bodies needs food. Worse you`ll need a transport back home. How many days rations do you have?"
[02:11] <+SampleText> "Not /some/ drugs, a /lot/ of drugs," She tries to remember the proper way to slit a pony's throat, "I have no gods or masters, but caps get fairly close."
08[02:12] * +Lemon_Cookie sits within earshot of Mayhem.
[02:12] <+Lemon_Cookie> "... ya' think we should a' gone back fa' Sample?"
[02:12] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Think of what ya' can gain from havin' tha' raiders removed." (Barter)
15[02:13] * +SampleText ([email protected]) Quit (Quit: Leaving.)
12[02:16] <~Damhoof|Gm>  "I was thinking that I`ll be deposing a bunch of raiders with new ones." The stallion nods to Blueberry_Muffin. "But you seem different from the last band that went over there. Climb on board and try not to be too much of a bother."
08[02:17] * +Blueberry_Muffin nods happily "Guys, saddle up. We got ourselves a ride!"
08[02:17] * +Mayhem stands up and walks over to the caravan.
08[02:18] * +Lemon_Cookie sighs, clearly still dwelling on Sample, then moves sluggishly towards the caravan.
15[02:18] * ApricotCordial ([email protected]) has joined #foesand
08[02:18] * +Blueberry_Muffin jumps on one of the wagons and makes herself comfortable on it
15[02:18] * ApricotCordial is now known as SampleText
08[02:19] * +Chrome_Veneer finds his own place besides a wagon for now, drinking both bottles of water before letting the heat take them from him.
12[02:20] <~Damhoof|Gm>  As Lemon_Cookie climbs on board the caravan sets about moving forward with ponies and brahmin working together with dragging the carts around the desert wasteland surrounding Constantinomare quickly overtakes their sights along with the sun and a dry atmospheric pressure.
15[02:20] * Damhoof|Gm sets mode: +v SampleText
[02:20] <+Lemon_Cookie> "... wait. Shit."
[02:20] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Need ta' put tha' healin' potions in oranges."
08[02:22] * +Blueberry_Muffin gives the stallion a sweet smile "Right. Sir?, can you please handle that?"
12[02:22] <~Damhoof|Gm>  "A lot of drugs is our domain. Just like a lot of death." Sampletext hears a click and a whirring sound behind her. "Tell me. Where do murderers go?"
08[02:23] * +Lemon_Cookie also wonders if he should fill his canteen with desert berries instead of water.
08[02:23] * +Chrome_Veneer looks around the caravan ponies to see if there happen to be any male unicorns.
12[02:23] <~Damhoof|Gm>  The stallion digs up a few pears from his coat and presents them to Blueberry_Muffin. "Here. Use my pears. I hate pears."
[02:24] <+SampleText> "Same place as all other ponies."
[02:24] <+Lemon_Cookie> "... oh. Wait. I have apples."
[02:24] <+SampleText> "Or zebras."
08[02:24] * +Lemon_Cookie wonders if his apples might secretly have drugs in them.
[02:24] <+SampleText> "Whathave you."
08[02:25] * +SampleText just jams the knife in the throat of the pony right in front of her.
08[02:28] * +Lemon_Cookie hopes Sample's okay. He probably should've gone after her.
12[02:28] <~Damhoof|Gm>  The body jerks out of its sleepstate and gives off one last ditch effort at life before leaking blood all over Sampletexts. The black mare behind her gives off a bemused "Ooh." And claps her hooves together. "Wonderful. They`d pay to see this in the arena. If taking life in such a fasion was ever shaman sanctioned that is."
[02:28] <+SampleText> "Mm."
[02:28] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Uhm, do we have a syringe?"
08[02:29] * +SampleText pulls it out and moves down to the next one.
12[02:32] <~Damhoof|Gm> "Is there any particular reason you chose to abandon your friends and come here?" The black mare asks with some reluctant anticipation in her voice. As one body died, the dryness in the air seemed more noticable, and Sampletext can feel it even while being bathed in blood.
[02:33] <+SampleText> "They're not my friends."
[02:33] <+SampleText> "What I told the police was true; they're acquaintences at best."
12[02:33] <~Damhoof|Gm>  Blueberry_Muffin is handed a fresh and empty syringe from the medicine zebra they talked with before. "How are you all holding up?"
08[02:33] * +Blueberry_Muffin takes the syringe with her mouth "Thank ya' kindly."
08[02:34] * +Lemon_Cookie gets the pears and potions and prepares to make the transfer.
[02:34] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Lemon, would you please be so kind?" She offers him the syringe.
[02:34] <+Mayhem> "Ah am just doin' fine so far."
08[02:35] * +Lemon_Cookie begins to transfer the potions over.
08[02:35] * +SampleText repeats the same process, splitting up the second pony's throat
12[02:36] <~Damhoof|Gm>  "Still. Having aquaintances around would mean you had some relevant form of safety or at least dependable shots. They saved you in the alley did they not?" The voice asks sampletext reluctantly. "What was waiting for you here that you felt important enough?"
[02:37] <+SampleText> "I'd planned on taking a nap, then writing a letter to send home."
12[02:38] <~Damhoof|Gm>  Sampletext is being bathed in the blood as the body jerks and spills its liquid on the ground and the budding mare. "And continue your form of life while your friends uncover hidden threasures? The mad king would love you."
[02:40] <+SampleText> "While they get themselves killed for baubles and relics?  Yes.  I've felt things, you know, in this place," sidesteps to the final pony, "Can I build up credit, or is strictly on a payback basis?"
12[02:41] <~Damhoof|Gm>  Lemon_Cookie manages to squeeze in all the healing juice of his two bottles into the pears. Just in time to hear the stallion bark an order and his ponies taking a large sip of water.
15[02:41] * Blueberry_Muffin is now known as Laini
[02:42] <+SampleText> *Sample sidesteps to
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12[02:42] <~Damhoof|Gm>  The mare laughs. "Build up credit? Such as murder the entire house ?"
[02:43] <+SampleText> "Why not."
[02:43] <+SampleText> "If you've done 9/10 of the work for me," she says, eyes on her final victim.
15[02:45] * +SampleText ([email protected]) Quit (Connection closed)
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15[02:45] * ApricotCordial is now known as SampleText
12[02:47] <~Damhoof|Gm>  "No this is just an initiation." The dark clad mare retorts with an air of arrogance. "We need bodies for our other initiates. The next kills will be harder, but the king will reward you."
08[02:49] * +Mayhem pops open one of her Sparkle Cola bottles and empties it.
15[02:50] * Damhoof|Gm sets mode: +v SampleText
08[02:51] * +SampleText slits this one's throat, badly. (repost from before DH's last)
08[02:51] * +SampleText can't keep the sarcasm from her voice, "Oh that's nice."
15[02:51] * Mayhem is now known as Arx_Sanare
08[02:52] * +Lemon_Cookie drinks his water.
[02:53] <+SampleText> "I'm not a hired killer."
[02:53] <+SampleText> "For any reward."
[02:54] <+SampleText> "No lords or masters."
08[02:56] * +SampleText hides the knife back away and turns for the first time.
[02:56] <+SampleText> "Are we finished here?"
12[02:56] <~Damhoof|Gm>  "And yet you killed for me. Just so." The very rock around them seems to crackle with heat. The black mare looks to Sampletext with a gloating expression. "It is done. We are finished."
[02:58] <+SampleText> "Good to hear that then."
[02:59] <+SampleText> "My life isn't a reward."
12[03:00] <~Damhoof|Gm>  "We also want you to reroute the drugs to our guild." The mare states to Sampletext while taking a few steps back to the end of the room, and covering the door with her rear.
[03:02] <+SampleText> "20 caps per dose of Rage, 40 per dose of Buck or Dash."
[03:06] <+SampleText> "That's the deal."
12[03:06] <~Damhoof|Gm>  "Thirty." Sampletext is measured in the eyes of the mare. "You know the price. Don`t tempt the mad king or he might see you dead."
08[03:06] * +SampleText repeats herself, "That is the deal."
12[03:09] <~Damhoof|Gm>  "We will, but you must seal the deal in blood. Lure the hawk away. Sever your ties with the slaver guild." The mare replies to Sampletext.
[03:11] <+SampleText> "This seems like far more trouble then my existing deal, for an at best marginal increase in profits," Sample mused.
[03:13] <+SampleText> "I have no 'ties' to the slaver guild, and this Hawk doesn't know anything more then my name."
12[03:14] <~Damhoof|Gm>  "Your existing deal will end up with the black guild and the mad king stretching his tendrils over equestria to take back what is his." The threat hangs over Sampletexts head. "We are many, and you are to untrained, poor, or unequipped. You must offer something with the deal to sweeten the steeper cost."
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08[03:14] * +SampleText cocks an eye at her, "I'm sorry, how does not dealing with you end up with your King on Equestria's nonexistent throne?"
12[03:18] <~Damhoof|Gm>  "This deal with drugs hurts our trade. It hurts the mad king. He will eliminate this, but he can be kind in doing so and offer you a suitable alternative to being enemies." The mare points at Sampletext bathed in the blood of her 3 victims. "Have you not witnessed his power? We destroyed and defiled this mansion in his name. Now his hand will run across the town and there is nothing the crone can do to stop him."
[03:20] <+SampleText> "How does crushing a single mansion of mediocre mercenaries hurt the crone again?  Doesn't she have her own army and police?"
12[03:23] <~Damhoof|Gm>  "You can feel it in the air." The mare states in a smug manner. "We have been working tirelessly to bend the barriers within the noble quaters, and this was the weakest link, now broken, and she will grow desperate. You will see. The mad king will depose all these kings, and cast his gaze on Equestria. Be smart and pick the right team."
[03:24] <+SampleText> "'Team'?"
08[03:26] * +SampleText wrinkles her muzzle, "The gods are dead, the struggles on Equestria are petty and without purpose.  I advise your King to let his gaze linger on Equestria before he decides that is where his future lies."
[03:28] <+SampleText> "Equestria is simply more trouble for less reward."
12[03:29] <~Damhoof|Gm>  The mare raises an eyebrow at Sampletext. "We will agree to your price." She takes her leave of the room. "Do not incur a debt with us again, or we`ll come collect it again."
[03:32] <+SampleText> "Fine."
12[03:32] <~Damhoof|Gm>  The mare closes the door. leaving Sampletext alone with the bodies of her recently slain as life moves on..
08[03:33] * +SampleText smiles pleasantly, "I'll write that letter, and hopefully I'll recieve some word back in the next couple of weeks.  No doubt you'll be able to find my new lodging, so I won't worry about informing you."
08[03:33] * +SampleText turns to remove the coverings from her victims
12[03:35] <~Damhoof|Gm>  "The mansion with the ruined gate is open for you. Come visit us if you want logings." The voice whispers back to Sampletext as padded hooves takes their leave of her entirely.
12[03:35] <~Damhoof|Gm>   ---------------------------------------------Session6supertotalrealend.becausedamhoofissleepy-----------------------------------------------------------------
12[03:37] <~Damhoof|Gm>  Sampletext gains -60 Karma
15[03:56] * +SampleText ([email protected]) has left #foesand
15[04:17] * Disconnected
Session Close: Sun Sep 23 04:17:06 2012

Session Start: Sun Sep 23 14:57:59 2012
Session Ident: #foesand
15[14:57] * Now talking in #foesand
15[14:57] * @ChanServ ([email protected]) has left #foesand (Leaving)
15[14:57] * ChanServ sets mode: +qo Damhoof Damhoof
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15[18:25] * Damhoof sets mode: +v Lemon_Cookie
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15[18:37] * Damhoof sets mode: +v Kroama
15[18:50] * Lemon_Cookie is now known as DFB
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15[18:52] * Damhoof sets mode: +v Blueberry_Muffin
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15[19:14] * ThePrettiestFilly is now known as SampleText
15[19:17] * Kroama is now known as Chrome_Veneer
15[19:32] * Damhoof sets mode: +v f1r3w4rr10r
15[19:32] * Damhoof sets mode: +v SampleText
15[19:35] * DFB is now known as Lemon_Cookie
15[19:37] * f1r3w4rr10r is now known as Mayhem
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12[19:54] <~Damhoof>  As the group continues onward in the blasted heat of the sun, the caravaneer zebra calling herself Melody seems to have taken it on herself to  ensure that the group is kept well enough liquidated with meeting these raiders, and the wrinkled zebra stallion seems rather content with navigating the wastes at the front of the small column of travelling Merchants. The atmosphere is friendly. Hushed laughter can at times be heard from a few rows behind them while the sun reaps its heated vengeance from above. Some of the groups bottled wares are indeed evaporating ;D
12[20:04] <~Damhoof>  Sampletext was last we saw her left alone in the room by the dark mare and the mansion has once again quieted down.
08[20:06] * +Chrome_Veneer already drank what was left of his drinks to prevent the evaporation, but now he had the hood of his white cloak up and attempted all things possible to stay out of the sun. He was thankful every time they tried to offer liquidation, but despite how much he packed himself full of water prior to leaving and how much they offered him it never seemed enough.
08[20:07] * +Lemon_Cookie has been drinking water from his canteen like crazy as well. /Damn/ he's going to need to take a wicked piss later.
08[20:08] * +Blueberry_Muffin decided her only bottle of water later
[20:10] <+Blueberry_Muffin> *decided to drink
08[20:13] * +Lemon_Cookie has his helmet off. Thing's like a sauna-slash-pressure cooker in this heat.
[20:13] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Lemon?"
[20:13] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "I'm gonna buy a power armour. Just for the airconditioning."
08[20:14] * +Lemon_Cookie wipes his forehead and airs out his neck-sleeve as much as possible.
[20:15] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Powered Bardin' jus'... ain't even fair when ya' think about it."
[20:16] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Assholes don't even smell like death when ya' kill 'em, tha' patrolmares told me. Waste recyclin' system in tha' armor."
08[20:16] * +Blueberry_Muffin nods "Yeah."
[20:16] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "That thing's a walkin' stable. It's got everythin'."
08[20:17] * +Lemon_Cookie snorts.
[20:17] <+Lemon_Cookie> "'A close enough, anyway."
08[20:17] * +Chrome_Veneer just remains quiet, trying not to move around a lot. The heat taking its toll on him, although listening to the twins talk about air conditioning sure sounded nice.
12[20:18] <~Damhoof>  The zebra mare he`d asked about fruit before walks up to Lemon_Cookie while carrying a piece melon in her muzzle. She presents it to him with an insistant frown on her face.
08[20:19] * +Blueberry_Muffin sighs and looks around "How did tha' zebras survive here?"
08[20:19] * +Lemon_Cookie raises an eyebrow.
08[20:19] * +Lemon_Cookie He looks over to his sister.
[20:20] <+Lemon_Cookie> "How d'we survive in Manehattan? Good, comprehensive education."
08[20:20] * +Lemon_Cookie turns back to the zebra mare.
[20:20] <+Lemon_Cookie> "What's this fa'?"
[20:20] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "At leas' in Manehattan we don't have such a /heat/."
12[20:22] <~Damhoof>  "Eating." The zebra mare replies with an air of pragmatism. "This is the last piece. You seem tired."
[20:22] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Oh," Lemon says simply. "Thanks."
08[20:23] * +Lemon_Cookie takes it in his telekinesis.
08[20:26] * +Lemon_Cookie He starts to eat the whole thing, crunching the seeds and rind up as he goes.
12[20:26] <~Damhoof>  The zebra mare lets go of the piece of melon and nods. "Foreign ponies dont last long alone. Good of you to bring friends." She mutters back before heading off again. Leaving lemon to taste the juicy fruit for himself.
08[20:27] * +Lemon_Cookie Clearly this buck has never eaten a melon before.
[20:28] <+Lemon_Cookie> "... infereftin'," he says, taking his head back when he's about halfway through.
08[20:30] * +Blueberry_Muffin perks up her head "What?"
12[20:30] <~Damhoof>  As Lemon_Cookie methodically eats his fruit the buck can notice little things such as the radiant red coloration and liquid drooping from its core, and yet now that it is experiencing the open sun what was once juicy and ripe has begun evaporating at a relative pace.
08[20:30] * +Mayhem was walking besides the carts the whole time and comes up to the sibling's cart now. "Ye still all right?"
08[20:31] * +Lemon_Cookie munches.
08[20:31] * +Blueberry_Muffin nods "Tha' heat's killin' me but I' can cope with it."
[20:32] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Meron," Lemon says through a mouth of melon.
[20:32] <+Lemon_Cookie> Lemon mumbles*]
[20:34] <+Lemon_Cookie> "... wait a second," Lemon says, finished with his melon.
[20:35] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Why tha' hell are we travellin' by day? Nasty monsters roam tha' desert sands by night a' somethin'?"
12[20:35] <~Damhoof>  "Almost there." A voice in front of them shouts. The wrinkled stallion speaking up for the first time since they left Constantinomare, and true enough a row of jagged spines and rocky badlands seem to await them in the distance. "As for your question. The night is just as bad."
[20:36] <+Lemon_Cookie> "... seriously?"
08[20:36] * +Blueberry_Muffin groans "For the love of Luna!"
[20:36] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Shit. Anypony ever figure out what kind a' crazy-ass magic's causin' this stuff?"
[20:37] <+Mayhem> "How 'bout nature?"
08[20:38] * +Blueberry_Muffin nods "Probably."
[20:38] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Well, that's tha' /easy/ answer."
12[20:39] <~Damhoof>  "The heat is tolerable if you dress for it. During the night any walking and travelling stallion is liable to freeze and die. Ask any shaman what causes it and you get a different answer each time." The stallion muses. "Probably means there are several reasons to this weather."
[20:39] <+Lemon_Cookie> "... but magic's always -- /always/ -- structured."
[20:39] <+Lemon_Cookie> "... thousand an' ten different fuckin' rulesets, but there are always rules," he mutters.
[20:40] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Don't rack ya' brains LEmon."
[20:40] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Shush, you! They're my brains ta' wrack!"
08[20:42] * +Blueberry_Muffin chuckles "As long as ya'r focused durin' combat."
08[20:43] * +Lemon_Cookie just shakes his head at his sister.
12[20:43] <~Damhoof>  The stallion chuckles. "Nature is never structure. Nature is wild and beautiful. Just look over there." he points over yonder at a swirling, twisting pillar of blowing dust and sand seemingly ascending at least 50 feet into the sky. It screams over the dead plain, promising stinging death to those who enter its skirts. "That over there means we`re at dust devil pass."
[20:43] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Nature's got order. Lots a' it."
[20:45] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Pfft."
08[20:45] * +Lemon_Cookie looks over at the dust devil.
08[20:47] * +Chrome_Veneer finally lifts his head to see the impressive twisting pillar of dust.
12[20:49] <~Damhoof>  "The only order we`ve got here is that some things die, and other things keep on living. its trying to control and order it around that got us into this mess in the first place."
[20:49] <+Lemon_Cookie> "See? Tha's either a cold front meetin' a warm front, a' magic."
12[20:49] <~Damhoof>  The dust devil howls once more, and Lemon_Cookie can easily deduce that its caused by wind travelling inside the passage underneath it.
08[20:49] * +Mayhem looks over to the swirling dust, but it is nothing she already knows from home.
15[20:49] * SampleText is now known as ColdStorage
08[20:51] * +Blueberry_Muffin looks over to the pass, amazing by the sight
08[20:51] * +Lemon_Cookie squints his eyes.
[20:51] <+Lemon_Cookie> "... hard ta' tell from this distance."
08[20:52] * +Blueberry_Muffin pokes Lemon_Cookie "Focus, bro."
12[20:52] <~Damhoof>  "That is where you are headed." The stallion chuckles. "The raiders take shelter inside the dust devil pass itself. Assaulting travelling caravans and such. We`re going around. I`d rather brave the swamp than raiders."
[20:52] <+Lemon_Cookie> "There's nothin' ta' focus on /but/ tha' giant tower a sand an' wind!"
[20:53] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Hm. Finally pop's ol' goggles are useful..."
08[20:53] * +Lemon_Cookie starts rummaging around in his bags.
[20:53] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Can ya' believe he said tha' primary reason he kept them around was ta' 'complete his aesthetic'?"
[20:54] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Guys, get ready, we're goin' in." She seems a bit excited now.
08[20:54] * +Lemon_Cookie slips the goggles on.
08[20:54] * +Chrome_Veneer stretches, readying himself feeling that battle was near. The first real job of this new land, his first chance to get solidified. "Of course."
08[20:55] * +Lemon_Cookie He also puts his neckerchief on over his muzzle, providing him with a rudimentary facemask.
12[20:56] <~Damhoof>  "You take care now." The zebra mare from before makes her approach with furrowed brow and two healing potion oranges get presented to Lemon_Cookie. "Take these."
08[20:56] * +Blueberry_Muffin adjusts her cloak and then continues to play with her braided mane
[20:57] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Thanks," Lemon says, barely muffled at all by the neckerchief.
08[20:58] * +Blueberry_Muffin nods "Thank ya'."
08[20:58] * +Lemon_Cookie takes the oranges and place them in his pack next to the pears.
08[20:59] * +Mayhem gives the mare a glance, as the plays with her mane. She sure looked pretty and cute when doing that.
12[20:59] <~Damhoof>  "You`ll need them." The zebra mare chuckles. "The raiders know their territory well, and you are new to this land. Be wary of traps."
[20:59] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Thanks fa' tha' warnin'."
08[20:59] * +Lemon_Cookie looks over to his sister and Mayhem.
[20:59] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Hear that? Traps!"
[21:00] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Mhm. Traps."
08[21:00] * +Lemon_Cookie levitates his helmet back on, flipping the visor down.
08[21:00] * +Lemon_Cookie He's transformed completely into a faceless, dark-blue monster.
08[21:01] * +Blueberry_Muffin cuckles "Lemon. Your horn sticks out."
08[21:01] * +Lemon_Cookie If he talked a little gruffer, he might sound just like a Slit Neck clansbuck.
[21:02] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Hm. Should get a sheath fa' that a' somethin'..."
08[21:03] * +Blueberry_Muffin shakes her battle saddle "I'm as ready as ever!"
12[21:03] <~Damhoof>  "Take care." The mare points towards the raging cloud of dust, and the awaiting passage while the trader caravan begins to turn and bend off in a different direction.
08[21:04] * +Blueberry_Muffin jumps off the cart. "Mayhem? You wanna take tha' lead?"
08[21:04] * +Lemon_Cookie hops off and lands on the ground. After he lands, he flexes his right foreleg, testing its strength.
12[21:05] <~Damhoof>  Lemon_cookie finds his foreleg to be just as muscular as he left it. (3str)
08[21:05] * +Chrome_Veneer gets ready a bit behind the rest, not apt on being the first to charge in to unknown territory.
08[21:06] * +Blueberry_Muffin keeps close behind Mayhem
08[21:07] * +Mayhem pulls out her Magical Laser Pistol and takes a cautious look around.
08[21:08] * +Lemon_Cookie summons eight shards of arcane force.
08[21:09] * +Chrome_Veneer prepares his laser pistol as well, though he doesn't imbue it with power.
08[21:09] * +Lemon_Cookie They whizz about his head, shifting with his concentration and subconscious.
08[21:09] * +Blueberry_Muffin grips the mouthpiece of her battle saddle in her muzzle and nervously chews on it
12[21:09] <~Damhoof>  Mayhem can see the dust and dirt of the ground being howled into the air by the winds surrounding this pass, and the single entrance makes it all too ominous.
[21:10] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Sis," Lemon says, noticing Blueberry. "Muzzle discipline.
[21:11] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "I know. I jus' have ta' get used ta' it."
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15[21:12] * Damhoof sets mode: +v Arx_Sanare
[21:13] <+Lemon_Cookie> "Stop chewin' on tha' trigger!"
12[21:14] <~Damhoof>  Mayhem can spot a small part of the passage having jagged points of entry, as if somebody a long time ago chiseled out steps to make a stair leading upwards.
08[21:14] * +Blueberry_Muffin stops chewing and looks around. "I need a better rifle."
15[21:14] * +Mayhem ([email protected]) Quit (Ping timeout: 121 seconds)
15[21:15] * Arx_Sanare is now known as Mayhem
12[21:16] <~Damhoof>  The passage itself outside of these stairs is rather straightforward and narrow. Possibly leading them directly into awaiting hooves, or not. What the party can deduce however is that the howls generated by wind are repeatedly gnawing at their ears.
08[21:17] * +Mayhem cautiously moves forward into the pass. Her eyes are shifting around continuously and she tries to keep close to cover at any time. She moves to what looks like stairs, the MLP ready to fire at all times.
08[21:17] * +Lemon_Cookie is quiet as possible.
08[21:17] * +Blueberry_Muffin trots behind Mayhem
12[21:18] <~Damhoof>  The stairs are leading up the mountain and into the hurricane of dust and dangerous sidewinds. A more dangerous road surely, but with possible reward lurking in the end.
08[21:18] * +Lemon_Cookie is glad he has some protection.
08[21:19] * +Mayhem as she is at the bottom of the stairs, she listens intently for anything else than the howling of the wind.
12[21:20] <~Damhoof>  mayhem cannot hear anything except the howling wind tearing at the mountainous parts of the pass and whirling dust crashing against rock.
08[21:21] * +Lemon_Cookie clusters his arcane daggers around his horn, holding them close to avoid hitting his companions in these close confines.
08[21:21] * +Mayhem cautiously moves up the stairs, keeping the MLP aimed forward.
08[21:22] * +Chrome_Veneer tends to watch where they came from, more than where they were headed. Ensuring they wouldn't be ambushed from behind while everypony else was focused in the forward direction.
08[21:23] * +Blueberry_Muffin curses her lack of goggles
08[21:23] * +Lemon_Cookie has goggles and a facemask and a helmet with a visor. Hooray preparedness!~
08[21:23] * +Lemon_Cookie He occasionally spits into the neckerchief and rubs it into the fabric to facilitate more dust-catching.
08[21:27] * +Mayhem pulls out her swithc blade and takes it in her left hand, while keeping the MLP in the right. The blade points to the underside of her fist.
12[21:27] <~Damhoof>  Mayhems trip up the stairs lead her to a small part of the mountain, which seems in part to have been hoofmade, yet the small road ahead, while big enough for her to cross, is being assaulted directly by the dust and wind of the pass itself and seems relatively unused.
08[21:27] * +Lemon_Cookie looks at the path and almost holds his breath.
[21:29] <+Lemon_Cookie> "... well?" Lemon shouts above the roar.
[21:29] <+Lemon_Cookie> "What are ya' waitin' for?"
08[21:30] * +Mayhem is moving along the path all the time.
12[21:31] <~Damhoof>  Mayhem feels the sting of the wind bear down through her armour as she moves down through the path. (4dmg)
08[21:31] * +Lemon_Cookie follows and prays they don't die.
08[21:32] * +Chrome_Veneer does the same, far less protected than the rest.
12[21:33] <~Damhoof>  Chrome_Veneer, and Blueberry_Muffin can feel the wind and sand bear down through armour and assault them harshly (3dmg).
12[21:34] <~Damhoof>  Lemon_Cookie can hear the sand hail and scrape against his armour.
08[21:35] * +Chrome_Veneer stumbles a bit but quickly regains composure, his style of clothing tending to help the force of the wind push him around.
08[21:36] * +Mayhem moves her head down between her arms and squints her eyes, but still moves along the path
12[21:36] <~Damhoof>  After much tribulation and ravaging winds Mayhem can see the edge of her road end abruptly
08[21:37] * +Blueberry_Muffin shakes her head to get the sand out, but quickly realises that its of no use
12[21:37] <~Damhoof>  It would appear as if the mountain has been hollowed out and she`s now facing a large stone door build into the mountain itself, yet the winds have bore down on it so hard that it is just the entrance left.
12[21:40] <~Damhoof>  The entrance itself offers some relief from the continous assault of weather and wind, and leads into a hoofcrafted hallway chiseled out by hooves.
15[21:40] * Lemon_Cookie is now known as Lemon_Cookie|AFK
12[21:43] <~Damhoof>  Awaiting the party in this hoofcrafted hallway of howling winds is a skeletal figure with rotted and ruined armour along with lumps of dust that have yet been stepped on. Indicating to Mayhem that Whatever raiders are in dust devil pass they have yet to make use of this entrance.
[21:45] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "C'mon, let's get in thar'. Tha' wind is unbearable."
08[21:45] * +Mayhem walks into the entrance, relived to be out of the storm. She inspects the skeleton closer, looking for something usable.
08[21:47] * +Blueberry_Muffin and Lemon get into the hallway. Blueberry shakes her mane "I need better armour an' some goggles."
08[21:47] * +Chrome_Veneer agrees and follows Mayhem in through the entrance, but still more focused on where they came from, rather than where they were going.
12[21:47] <~Damhoof>  The equine skeleton and whatever equipment it was carrying has been picked clean. The uniform, an ancient type of zebra armour is decimated by time and age. Mayhem notes however that his last actions before death was to scrape at a piece of the wall, and there are lines indicating that this is some form of hidden door. She would only have to find the mechanism to open it.
12[21:49] <~Damhoof>  Blueberry_Muffin can see opposite of mayhem theres a part of the wall wavering as the wind carries itself through the hallway.
08[21:49] * +Mayhem whispers: "Hey! Blueberry! Look at this."
08[21:50] * +Mayhem looks around if she sees anything else.
[21:50] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Huh? Wha's up?"
[21:50] <+Blueberry_Muffin> Lemon restrics himself to keeping watch, the arcane daggers swirling close to his horn.
12[21:52] <~Damhoof>  Mayhem sees intriquate markings around the wall and a torchholder with no torch in it.
[21:53] <+Mayhem> "What can you make of this?" She points at the carvings in the wall.
12[21:55] <~Damhoof>  The wallmarkings are from Blueberry_Muffins standpoint curved and licking flames in the shape of an ocean. Very hip and cool.
[21:56] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Looks fancy. There's a torchholder without a torch. I guess it'll activate somethin' if we stick one in."
08[21:57] * +Mayhem stands up and puts the knife away, trying to pull at the torchholder.
[21:58] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "An' tha walls don' seem very stable. Tha' winds been doin' a good job."
08[21:59] * +Chrome_Veneer stands beside Lemon, looking around the room but not with as much detail as the other two.
12[21:59] <~Damhoof>  The torchholder flops down with the weight of Mayhems pull and flops back up. Theres the sound of a mechanism clunking into place and the wall next to the skeleton flops open.
[22:00] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Woah! Damn, we better be carefull. Might be a trap next time. Good work anyway.!
[22:00] <+Blueberry_Muffin> *"
[22:00] <+Mayhem> "Yer thinking, way to comlicated, lass." She chuckles as she pulls out her knife again and looks inside the new door.
[22:00] <+Mayhem> *complicated
12[22:02] <~Damhoof>  The secret passage opened up by Mayhem reveals a rather empty room containing a silver basin in the middle, built into the shape of a fountain and overflowing with what seems to be pure water.
08[22:02] * +Blueberry_Muffin taps her hoof with a hoof. "I'm bein' carefull, tha's all."
[22:03] <+Blueberry_Muffin> *her nose with a hoof
[22:04] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Wha's in there?"
08[22:05] * +Chrome_Veneer notices the water from where he is, and becomes immidiately drawn to it. "Water?" He asks, walking toward the room without the same precaution that the others take. An obvious trap, but he can't help it.
[22:05] <+Mayhem> "Ah fountain with water."
[22:05] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Chrome! Be carefull!"
08[22:05] * +Mayhem moves slowly into the room, checking the corners.
[22:05] <+Chrome_Veneer> [after hearing mayhem mention it]
08[22:06] * +Chrome_Veneer shrugged, "Water though, right?" He asked just before entering. Real water too, not watered down fruits.
12[22:07] <~Damhoof>  As Chrome_Veneer enters his chest begins to swell with emotion. A great sadness fills him from within and he is forced to his knees by the supposed basin of water.
08[22:09] * +Chrome_Veneer unlike the cautious Mayhem, Chrome walks in blindly and finds himself falling and barely able to hold one hoof solid on the ground while the others give out. "W.. What is this?" He asked with tears in his eyes.
08[22:10] * +Mayhem as she sees Chrome collapsing, she quickly sheathes the blade and pistol and grabs him by the hindlegs to pull him out.
08[22:11] * +Chrome_Veneer struggles to stay in despite Mayhem's pulling him out of the room for his own good. "Wait, something about that water it... i want to see it!" Although his entire body felt weak.
12[22:12] <~Damhoof>  Chrome_veneer finds his heart acheing with grief and a word. A name. A song. "Ul-Athra." It seems to say. Now that he knows the name, it would seem as if his spirit is relieved.
08[22:14] * +Chrome_Veneer pulls himself to all four hooves, still shaking and finding it hard to look away from the fountain despite unable to get closer.
[22:15] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "You alright?"
08[22:17] * +Chrome_Veneer "I don't know..." he answered with worry in his voice. Looking back in to the room his mind began to dwell on Britania and Anavia. "Thanks..." he told Mayhem, but shook his head. "But I'm fine... i want to see..." He found himself walking forward in to the room again, despite something having clearly had a huge effect on him the last time. He walked right up to the fountain to peer inside.
08[22:17] * +Lemon_Cookie|AFK looks back from his lookout position.
[22:17] <+Lemon_Cookie|AFK> "... anythin' weird goin' on in there?"
[22:18] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Chrome's been actin' silly, tha's all."
[22:18] <+Lemon_Cookie|AFK> "Silly... like... 'magical compulsion' silly?"
[22:18] <+Lemon_Cookie|AFK> "Trust very little ta' be natural, sis. Whole desert's crazy."
[22:18] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Silly like in not thinkin'."
12[22:19] <~Damhoof>  The fountain is quiet to him now that he knows the name and the pure water seems to draw the buck to drink and fill his bottles.
[22:19] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Lemon, I need your expertise. A fountain in a hidden room in tha' desert?"
[22:20] <+Blueberry_Muffin> Lemon nods and enters the room, examining the fointain in hopes to find out anything
08[22:21] * +Chrome_Veneer brings himself to the fountain, once again without worry and comfort under the name of Ul-Athra laps up a small amount of water.
[22:21] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Chrome!"
[22:21] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Do ya' want ta' kill yourself?"
12[22:23] <~Damhoof>  The basin gives off the scent of pure water, and a part of the structure suggests it is just a small part of some bigger kind of water supply. No doubt a remnant from before the war.
[22:25] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Is it safe Lemon?"
12[22:25] <~Damhoof>  Chromes head rings true with an oceanic clarity. He feels refreshed and ready for what is to come. His head being drawn further into the complex.
08[22:27] * +Chrome_Veneer pulls out two empty bottles from his bag and begins filling them in the water basin, "It's fine." He announces, drinking a little more afterward.
[22:27] <+Blueberry_Muffin> Lemon "'Suppose so."
08[22:28] * +Blueberry_Muffin slowly drinks some of the water and feels a bit refreshed. "I still don' really like it."
08[22:29] * +Mayhem takes a sip. "Aye, it doesn't have that radiated feeling to it, eh?"
08[22:32] * +Chrome_Veneer shrugs, "Don't you feel different drinking it?" He asked drinking some more, "It feels... special." He stated, though he was the only one feeling that way from the water basin. To everypony else is was probably just extremely purified water.
[22:32] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "Well, it tastes a tad better, but tha'S all."
08[22:34] * +Chrome_Veneer "I suppose?" He asked them, not bringing it up anymore. Now he seemed to find his attention drawn elsewhere, a path heading deeper down.
12[22:35] <~Damhoof>  The team is then left to explore the end of the corridor which seems to end in two large stone slab doors. Protected from being blown down by their sheer thickness and pull mechanism. Outside of the howling wind Mayhem can indeed hear the echo of hooves and muffled voices on the other side.
08[22:36] * +Mayhem looks for any way to open the doors
[22:36] <+Blueberry_Muffin> "We could blow 'em up with the right charge."
15[22:40] * +Lemon_Cookie|AFK ([email protected]) Quit (Quit: )
12[22:44] <~Damhoof>  Mayhem finds a nice and comfortable iron knob sticking out from the stoneslab. This seems to be the opening mechanism, and by pulling just so she can eaasily pull the slab open.
15[22:55] * Disconnected
Session Close: Sun Sep 23 22:55:45 2012

Session Start: Sun Sep 23 22:57:51 2012
Session Ident: #foesand
15[22:57] * Now talking in #foesand
15[22:58] * ~Damhoof ([email protected]) Quit (Ping timeout: 121 seconds)
12[23:35] <Dinawartotem>  What awaits our adventurers. Find out in the next session of sandgroup Equestria.
12[23:36] <Dinawartotem>  -----------------------------------------Session 7end---------------------------------------