17:48:44] Or it would be warmth if it weren't for that damn cold breeze! It keeps getting colder, actually, but nothing to cry about. [17:49:24] GoldenTouch ruffles his wings and follows the path, the silence seems appropriate for the task at hand [17:49:58] Liven shivers a bit at the nipping cold. "Damn, you'd think after my dealing with the Yuki-onna I'd be used to the cold..." [17:49:59] High_Tide 's ears twitch as he follows the group, slowly looking around.' [17:50:21] High_Tide glances at Liven. "You mean Ms. Stone?" [17:50:42] Liven nods. "Yeah, Tumbling," he says, keeing his eyes around him. [17:50:44] "BUUUUU!" An abrupt yell interrupts the otherwise calm procession, coming from way beyond the stomped bush and past some short sturdy trees. Sounds like some other yells and laughs come from the same spot, following the first one with happy tone. "I wanted a new rug, dammit! HAHA" [17:51:50] GreenHoof stays silent, an odd feeling of foreboding washing over him with the cooler breezes. Hearing the yell and laughter, his ears immediately shoot up as he picks his head up and looks around, scanning the treeline for anything. [17:52:04] Weathervane passes a small smile to Al while making sure to keep in close contact to the others, tracing the peaceful path before wincing at the sudden yell. She mouths a 'What?' silently before trying to listen, nothing that it seems like they walked in on a conversation. [17:52:08] Liven stops dead at the sound and assumes his fighting pose. "Guys..." he whispers, slwoly creeping towards the noise. [17:52:14] High_Tide frowns, slowly pocketing his notebook. [17:53:34] [Shit, something important just popped up. I'll be back ASAP. I'm sorry, but I HAVE to deal with this] [17:53:41] Liven [~Liven@pool-108-11-45-96.atclnj.east.verizon.net] is now known as Liven|NPC [17:53:56] GoldenTouch assumes the 'listening to this shit go down...trying to catch hint of whatever this could be' [17:54:04] GreenHoof lowers himself to the ground and creeps along towards the direction of the noise, ears twitching with sensitivity at the slightest sound. The earthie squints his eyes, scanning horizontally. [17:54:09] Al_Dente stops and clutches bone which rests at his side, quietly trotting close to Hoof and nervously nudging his side. "Hear that?" [17:54:17] GreenHoof nods to Al [17:54:48] Weathervane nods and keeps her ears open for any other signs of intrusion. [17:55:21] High_Tide unstraps Duke from his back and slowly readies the shield, leaning on it quietly while he listens for any more noises. [17:55:26] "Well, too bad!" replies a feminine voice. "It's my turn this time!" some more laughs resound and gradually die down slowly. "Let's get done with this soon" Says the male voice, acompained by some noises of hauling. "We can take it back with the report and then continue searching.... or maybe not, heh" The mare responds with a laugh. "I take that as a yes!" [17:55:34] Al_Dente mouths at Hoof about not liking this at all as he looks and tries to usher Weather and Hoof to follow as they go for the nearest cover. [17:55:51] Al_Dente waves his hooves at the other ponies and motions to get in the bushes or at least behind cover. [17:56:23] GoldenTouch tries to find whatever cover is redilly available [17:56:32] GreenHoof slowly reaches to his side and unholsters his crossbow, carefully cradling it to his chest as he observes the strange mare and stallion, prone on the ground. [17:56:34] Hoof manages to see, partially hidden behind threes and more flora, two ponies that haul something with a rope. [17:56:39] Curious|afk [Curious@thinks.everybody.has.got-my.info] is now known as Curious [17:57:24] High_Tide puts a hoof on the green stallion's shoulder, muttering under his breath; "Could be just guards..." [17:58:07] GreenHoof squints his eyes, observing quietly, trying to see what the ponies are dragging. He nods in understanding to Tide, but never takes his eyes off the mare and stallion, watching them closely. [17:58:27] Weathervane quickly follows Al to step in the bushes along the sides, cautious but still conscious of whomever is coming. [17:59:09] "Hey Erinna" the male pony says in a soft voice now. "Do you think they'll find him?" More hoofsteps and now the couple is trotting away from you all, heading in direction of the town by another road. "Dunno! I hope they do, but what can I say. The captain seat is cuuuursed, heheh" Replies the mare and accelerates her pace, leaving the stallion behind. "Let's go! I want to take a rest soon" [18:00:22] GoldenTouch thinks this is exactly the guards...they wouldn't still be dragging phoe, let alone know about the captain seat... [18:00:57] Al_Dente motions at Hoof to slowly move forwards with a slow hoof motion forwards. Pulling Weather's foreleg as he continues creeping in the shrubs and folliage, mouthing the others to 'Move' and 'Silent.' [18:01:17] Erinna and her companion are soon out of sight and none of you could actually say what they were hauling with them, neither see if they were carrying spears to confirm if they were guards.... But they are far now and the woods return to their tranquil previous state. The path heading to the northwest, the path you are following, heads right to the point where the noisy ponies came from. [18:02:12] GreenHoof gulps, suddenly having a very bad feeling. He looks back to the others, whispering. "Should we catch up and stop them? What if they had... something?" He says. [18:02:28] Al_Dente waits for a break in their talking and until the woods are still and tranquil once more. Turning to the others and nodding in agreement with Hoof. "We need to follow them. I dont like this one bit." [18:02:41] GoldenTouch thought they could at least see them "If you want...I can fly ahead and check, if we waste daylight...we might lose tracks of phoe too" [18:02:51] High_Tide glances at Hoof and Al, frowning. "You mean like a wild animal or something? What does it natter?" [18:03:25] "Well keep going North West, Golden you can fly ahead and see if you can get a glimpse or see them. Regroup with us once you do or if you cant find them, well stick to the path." [18:04:04] "What if that was Pheonix in that bag?" [18:04:13] "Or whatever the hell they had?" [18:04:33] "We cant take any chances, we dont wanna spread ourselves thin but we cant miss anything here. It could be the difference between Nix and his life." [18:05:02] [Did we see what direction the mare and stallion went?] [18:05:05] High_Tide rubs his head, muttering. "...Why would it be Nix in a bag...?" [18:05:19] Erinna and the stallion headed to the SouthEast, back to Cannon [18:05:24] "Magical pony land." [18:05:37] [if its back to cannon nevermind!] [18:05:55] [say that IC then :3] [18:05:57] "They were heading towards Four Cannon. Maybe just some hunters. Guards'll probably see em anyway. Let's keep moving." [18:06:06] "Onwards." [18:06:08] Weathervane nods and turns her attention back to the path heading northwest. "Yeah... they were talking like they had no idea where he is, either, so, eh..." [18:06:25] "Then lets just continue onward..." [18:06:30] GreenHoof continues down the path with the other ponies, creeping close to the ground so as to stay out of sight. [18:06:33] "Right. Movin' on!" [18:07:00] GreenHoof holsters his crossbow again [18:08:33] After making their minds the ponies trot past some sturdy trees to reach a majestic looking oak, taller than any other tree on the surrounding and with enormouds roots... around thm, though, you can see signs of a struggle. There's dry blood and fur everywhere, although not of a pony. [18:09:21] Weathervane keeps the path alongside Hoof, keeping her sights and turning her nose up at the blood and loose fur. "Hope you're right about the hunter thing..." [18:09:42] GreenHoof tilts his head at the bloody sight, unsure for a moment, before shrugging and continuing along. He silently nods to Weather, as if to say 'me too' [18:09:54] roll a d20 anybody [18:10:00] !roll 1d20 [18:10:01] 20 == 20 [18:10:01] !roll d20 Oh, boy [18:10:01] 16 == 16 [18:10:02] !roll d20 [18:10:02] 19 == 19 [18:10:07] wow [18:10:07] !roll d20 ech [18:10:07] 20 == 20 [18:10:14] High_Tide echhs [18:10:17] !roill d20 [18:10:22] !roll d20 [18:10:22] 17 == 17 [18:10:30] https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0_C2HJvtRDY [18:10:35] [holy shit, those perceptions] [18:10:39] [Lets solve this mystery] [18:10:39] !roll 1d20+4 for Liven! [18:10:39] (16) + 4 == 20 [18:10:47] hor sheeet [18:10:49] [we're all on meth] [18:10:59] [[ We SS now ]] [18:11:15] [We are the NSA] [18:11:33] GoldenTouch and the rest of the group sees through the trees and walls and earth and finds phoenix easily [18:11:44] [pls] [18:11:58] Al_Dente no clips to Phoenix [18:12:24] High_Tide raises his eyepatch to look around with both eyes, noting how much easier it is [18:12:36] [Back!] [18:12:38] Liven|NPC [~Liven@pool-108-11-45-96.atclnj.east.verizon.net] is now known as Liven [18:12:42] [>raising eyepatch???] [18:12:54] [A NAT 20'S A NAT 20 SUGAR.] [18:13:22] It's a kid's game for you all to notice the many tracks to follow sprawling in two main directions. Firstly and more noticeably to the sout east, by where you calculate Erinna and the stallion hauled something, leaving bloody tracks of their unfortunate prey.... although more interesting are the tracks that head further northwest. [18:13:27] [What I miss?] [18:13:27] [>nat 20's... pls] [18:13:39] [so many nat20s] [18:13:52] [This reminds me of TrollQuest...] [18:13:54] [>wasting 20's on perception :p] [18:13:58] [With the early good rolls] [18:14:09] [Hoof gets it~] [18:14:09] "I think we should go North West." [18:14:36] [What's interesting about the tracks northwest?] [18:14:50] [eek dont wast them 20s guuuys] [18:14:52] [good question, apparently I forgot to write it :3] [18:14:54] Weathervane keeps her sights firmly in the direction of the further tracks, nodding and seeing ahead to the more unusual tracks. "Mhm..." [18:14:55] [They are leading ot your final destination :3] [18:15:10] [E-Err... fun happy ride, that is ^-^] [18:15:29] [So we found the right path am I assuming?] [18:16:43] The tracks heading north west seem your regular hoofprints... actually, many of them, almost making yet another road that crosses the forest, and among them (the tracks), you can see a small orange branch with tiny green leaves, crushed and sad looking. [18:17:37] GreenHoof stares at the orange branch, wtf'ing internally. "Uh... Well, I guess we sould take this path." [18:17:43] Liven frowns as he walks over to the small branch and frowns. "Well, we're going the right way," he says. [18:17:49] GoldenTouch needs to run and go eat, but I say nothwrest [18:17:50] Lucyne [~Lucyne@dslb-094-216-046-036.pools.arcor-ip.net] has quit IRC: Killed (NickServ (GHOST command used by Lucyne_!~Lucyne@dslb-094-216-041-047.pools.arcor-ip.net)) [18:17:50] Lucyne_ [~Lucyne@dslb-094-216-041-047.pools.arcor-ip.net] has joined #FourCannonPnP [18:17:57] Lucyne_ [~Lucyne@dslb-094-216-041-047.pools.arcor-ip.net] is now known as Lucyne [18:18:35] High_Tide nods and continues down the more interesting path with the group [18:18:46] Weathervane nods and keeps her attention to the path, noting the pattern in crushed and fallen branches. [18:19:04] GreenHoof goes along the northwest path with the others [18:19:47] Northwest it is! and is no long after taking that decission that you notice how the woods are gradually less dense, and in the distance, what seems to be a small clear devoid of any tree. [18:20:38] GreenHoof sighs, whispering to the others. "Welp, there goes our cover... Try to stick to bushes, I guess." [18:20:55] Liven frowns a bit more and looks to the clearing. "I don't like this," he says, whisperign to himself. He keeps his amber eyes focued ahead and nods to hoof, staying low and moving towards the bushes. [18:21:14] GreenHoof creeps along, scanning the clear area as he heads towards it [18:22:17] Weathervane notes the depletion of trees and follows Hoof's lead, nodding and glancing over the field while keeping low to the bushes. "Aaah... so this the clearing that the guard talked about..." [18:23:12] [[ sry im back ]] [18:23:45] Flora [webchat@adsl-108-89-245-201.dsl.bcvloh.sbcglobal.net] has quit IRC: Ping timeout: 190 seconds [18:23:57] "Lets look around, see what we can find. Stick close, stay quiet, and keep our eyes open." Speaking rather quietly as he never breaks from looking around the treeline. [18:24:15] The isle of grass in middle of the sea of trees is way bigger than it looked from the woods, but is still reduced in size and nothing seems to be on it. What catches your attention, though, are the many bacl spots staining the grass, another sign of struggling and fighting that, judging by how dry the blood is, took place last night. [18:24:38] Black* [18:26:13] GreenHoof creeps up to the black spots in the grass, frowning. He picks a small blade of grass covered in the dried blood and drops it in his saddlebag before looking for anything else, or perhaps a hint of which direction to head [18:26:18] High_Tide looks to the field, then to the others, frowning. Hefting his shield, the unicorn approaches the clearing. [18:26:28] GoldenTouch thinks that the gang is getting closer to uncovering the mystery of the missing phoe, heading over to look at the blood, his eyes scanning for any tracks showing a dragging, or footsteps leading away, anything [18:26:40] Weathervane immediately zeroes her sights on the dark stains. "Oh, man..." [18:26:49] [Let's all meer up at the malt shop :D] [18:26:52] meet* [18:27:00] Liven [~Liven@pool-108-11-45-96.atclnj.east.verizon.net] has quit IRC: Remote host closed the connection [18:27:05] Al_Dente trots closer with the others and sighs as he looks down at the dark stains on the grass, hearing Weather's tone shaking his head. "Fuck, we got blood. Not that fresh, but looks from about a day at most." [18:27:11] [JINKIES!] [18:27:18] [:I] [18:27:56] [/me wishes Mind High wasn't ushered away so hastily...] [18:28:18] [[ thank Liven for that, but just keep a cool head and play it by ear and we can do what we can ]] [18:28:31] Liven [~Liven@pool-108-25-172-75.atclnj.east.verizon.net] has joined #FourCannonPnP [18:28:38] [Niggernet] [18:28:58] [/ME REALLY WISHES MIND HIGH WASN'T USHERED AWAYYYY] [18:29:10] [I DCed, what happened?] [18:29:12] [You could've prevented this :D] [18:29:18] [GOD DAMNIT LIVEN] [18:29:24] [FAKE RAGE] [18:29:29] [What?] [18:29:41] Nothing odd to see about hte blood, besdies that is dry. The breeze whistles once more and send shivers down Al's spine and in the skies, above them, the shape of a pony they've all seen before appears into sight and slowly glides down to the clear. [18:29:59] [[ ooc please ]] [18:30:20] [[ do we see anysigns of someone being dragged away, broken twigs or pressed down tall grass?" [18:30:21] ]] [18:30:48] [or a mask? Fingerprints or something scoob could sniff out?] [18:32:27] There are actually many clues around besides the blood. to the west, through some tall bushes that almost cover a tree, the tracks of something big show that whatever was fighting there last night rampaged to the west. As for the north, more hoofprints mark a small path that dissapears into the treeline once again. [18:32:50] GreenHoof is waiting for the identity of the pony that just joined them to be identified [18:32:53] Weathervane catches a piece of the breeze dispersing across the field and instinctively looks up, staying at her spot along the sides of the clearing to see whomever is coming down from above. [18:32:59] Mind_High was flying by the clearing, heading for the next location when suddenly his eyes caught a glimpse of fellow ponies below in the clearing. With a sigh, he descended down towards them, followed by a background church chorus and sudden specks of sunlight shooting through clouds - Lord Jesus the mig-... naaaaah, just a smiling, pony-bearded guard, "Oy vey!" [18:33:59] GreenHoof smirks at Mind_High. "Good to see you again, heh." [18:34:44] Liven looks up at the pegasus. "Hey! Did you find anything useful or helpful?" [18:35:08] Suddenly, everybody is way nicer to Mind High! Gee, I wonder why :p [18:35:24] High_Tide wonders why everyone is so much nicer to Mind High all of a sudden [18:35:28] [I was never not nice to him. I wanted him to come along so we'd know where the fuck we were going] [18:35:32] [it was only Liven] [18:35:42] [shhhhh ] [18:35:49] Al_Dente looks down at the blood and crouches next to it and sighs as he rubs his hoof against it. Feeling th crust of the scabbing blood on the blades of grass, his eyes following more disturbances towards the tracks to the west and then the north into the woods or treeline once more. [18:36:21] GoldenTouch looks at pony jesus "Hey there, anything?" [18:36:25] [Pls, all I said was that we had the vial, I was under the assumption that the only reason he was going to tag along was because- fuck it, let's move on] [18:37:40] Mind_High hovers over the group, watching them with a cocked brow, "How's it going lads?", he asks and casts a brief look at the zigger, getting a feeling that this pony thinks that he's some sort of information... or NPC, huh "Talked with other gents in woods not too far from here. Everything's fine and calm, err... mostly." [18:37:41] Al_Dente mutters obscenties and looks west and north again, rubbing his hoof off on some clean grass and shuddering slightly. Taking a deep breath as he stands back on his hooves and looks to the others, "We need to figure something out." [18:38:38] Mind_High rubs the back of his head, "Err... have you seen anything big that wanted to kill you, by any chance?" [18:39:04] GreenHoof shakes his head. "We've seen nothing but a mare and stallion dragging something. [18:39:05] " [18:39:15] Liven hmmms and trots around, looking at, well, everyting. "I wonder... he looks up to the sky. "No, not yet." [18:39:35] "North or West." [18:39:53] High_Tide circles the clearing, looking around the extra paths. Tide hums in thought, looking at the north path. [18:40:01] Mind_High blinks, "A mare and a st- huh, that's odd. Folks said that when they were scavenging throug-..." [18:40:36] Mind_High pauses and looks around the clearing, "-through here... yeeeeeeah, others were already here." [18:40:52] GoldenTouch blinks wondering whats going on with the NPC [18:41:01] "Weather." [18:41:06] Al_Dente motions for Weather to come over." [18:41:16] Weathervane walks to Al's side. "Hm?" [18:41:35] Mind_High nods several times to himself, "Buuut when they continued to move on they've heard something otherwordly coming deeper from western parts." [18:42:02] Mind_High glances down at them, looking a bit confused... if not uncertain [18:42:03] The sun starts to lower down and daylight slowly fades into a pleasant orange hue that dyes the cold pristine skies. In the horizont and trotting around the woodes to the north, a couple of guards carrying their spears are spotted by High Tide, both of them impervous to the group, moving even farther away from them. [18:42:12] "Looks like some hooves make a path int othe treeline again, to the north. West looks like shit went down and behind the bushes and it stormed west." [18:42:35] Weathervane sighs and scratches her head. "Wonderful..." [18:42:41] "Guard!" [18:42:48] GreenHoof shifts where he stands. "We were heading northwest. Think we might just stick to that path." [18:42:55] High_Tide hums, pointing North. "Looks like we have plenty of guards looking around too.." [18:43:13] Al_Dente breaks off from his huddle and turns trotting towards Hoof and Mind High, standing aside them and waiting. "Where are the guards looking currently? Do we have any that can take a route for us?"? [18:45:02] "Look, we don't have much time. If it's okay with everyone, we should keep heading northwest." [18:45:04] Mind_High scratches his beard, "Well, there are some gents east and south of here. I was going to catch up and direct them here as reinforcements." [18:45:58] "West looks like something fought and just stormed out that direction. North is a few prints back into the treeline. What should we do?" [18:46:11] Mind_High looks at Hoof, "Northwest might be safer for you lot." [18:46:14] "Pegasus gotta help with the last maybe 20-30 mins of light." [18:46:17] Liven nods. "I agree with Hoof. We're wasting time and daylight standing here, we need a decision mane, and now." [18:46:23] "Ech... Good point Al. Maybe west." [18:46:23] "As for guards, we'll go west." [18:46:48] "Fuck it, there's safety in numbers. I want to see what's west." [18:47:04] High_Tide shrugs, hefting his shield. "Lead the way." [18:47:44] "Nix would go kicking and thrashing, he isnt one to go lightly. He is a fighter." [18:47:46] GoldenTouch nods and just follows along, quietly, alot on his mind [18:47:47] Mind_High shrugs and glances back in western direction, "If you want to, but like I've said - mates didn't liked the scenery there, that's for certain." [18:48:16] GreenHoof starts heading to the western path. "West sounds the most dangerous, so it'd be more likely that something nabbed Pheonix there. That's where we should look." [18:48:35] "Fuck splitting up." [18:48:48] "Hoof wait." [18:48:50] Liven walks alongside hoof. "When things get odd or dangerous, head towards the sounds of danger," he says, still keeping a watchful eye. [18:48:59] [hey gang, lets split up and look for clues!] [18:49:10] [hue] [18:49:13] [We can meet back at the malt shop!] [18:49:17] [:D] [18:49:40] [>cue 90's pop music and a chase scene] [18:49:42] [weather and I will check out that quiet part of the woods! you all go off, gimmie 10-15 minutes] [18:49:55] Al_Dente grabs Weather and pulls out his torches, all two of them as he hands her one and takes one himself. Having to angle and carefully place his crossbow away and hold his bone and torch, the couple lighting the two of them as he makesit a symbol of their love~ [18:50:02] Mind_High glances at suicidal meat shields and with another shrug, "Imma go catch up with others! Don't drift too far away.", and starts to fly away towards east [18:50:42] Mind_High pretty sure that the gang has everything under control :3 [18:50:44] [So everyone's heading west, right?] [18:50:45] The path to the west head back into a smaller, yet thick, portion of the wood, full of perennial trees that seem untouched eitehr by winter and local fauna. On the ground, almost in a straight line, hoof prints reveal the way a pony followed last night... [18:50:46] "Get some fucking TROOPS TO HELP US YOU USLESS FACK!" [18:50:55] Everybody is going west? [18:50:59] !roll d20 [18:50:59] 4 == 4 [18:51:02] yes. West. [18:51:17] !roll d20 [18:51:18] 6 == 6 [18:51:19] Mind_High haven't heard Dente's words, quickly disappearing in the foliage. [18:51:19] GreenHoof is going west [18:51:36] Al_Dente shakes his head, "I wish I was still guard captain, we could be getting some serious support.... Or at least confidence. Lets keep moving. On your toes, get thoes torches out and keep em light and tight. This isnt joking anymore, it is getting dark." [18:51:36] High_Tide follows hoof west [18:51:45] Liven is going with Hoof [18:51:54] GoldenTouch is following hoof [18:52:07] Weathervane keeps along with the others at a cautious pace, nudging Al with a small smile. "Easy, there!" [18:52:14] [nigga, if yo uwere captain you could be the one abducted] [18:52:25] [[ Imblying~ ]] [18:52:53] [Dente wouldn't sacrifice a 'more important figure' aka himself for some little brat] [18:53:01] [:3] [18:53:04] [[ Imblying~ ]] [18:53:05] [#shotsfired] [18:53:12] [nigga dats low] [18:53:38] [hue] [18:53:47] [Moving on? Moving on.] [18:54:32] [[ lets go ]] [18:54:42] [si] [18:55:46] [I'll be back as soon as possible but something came up, I gotta go. Hoof can NPC me.] [18:55:51] [k] [18:55:57] The hoof prints continue to the west and so do you all, hurrying up to not lose what's left of daylight, soon leaving the pines behind to stand into a plain covered in grass, the end of the hunting grounds. Luckily to you all, the tracks are still easy to spot, as if the pony who left them didn't care to be followed, or maybe wanted to... [18:56:09] High_Tide [High_Tide@S010648f8b36bb04d.no.shawcable.net] is now known as NPC_Tide [18:56:49] "This... think this is the path Pheonix went?" [18:57:01] *Tide holds hooves with Hoof, searching re-assurance on his friend~* [18:57:36] "Hard to say for sure... but it's the only thing we have." [18:57:47] [...] [18:57:51] Liven nods. "I think so, but come on. We need ot hurry up, be us wrong or right." [18:57:53] "It is the best lead we got." [18:58:01] [[ Dont worry Hoof ]] [18:58:05] [[ He is just doing it to spite Liven~ ]] [18:58:09] GreenHoof sighs and hurries down the path. "Alright, let's hurry. Losin' daylight fast." [18:58:12] [[ :c ]] [18:59:09] GoldenTouch follows the tension and pent up emotion keeping him quiet as a flurry of emotion and edge races on in his head [18:59:37] GreenHoof 's heart beats a bit faster, just wanting to find Pheonix before this gets any worse. [19:00:12] [its gonna get worse mates hang on ta yer butts! [19:01:12] The skies turn pink and slowly fade into a purple hue now, entering twilight of the day while the group continues following the hoof prints. The tensions breaks, however, when another couple of guards come into sight, standing one at the side of the other, looking towards the west and giving their backs to the approaching group. [19:01:31] [[ >how now ]] [19:01:35] [[ *cue hues* ]] [19:01:59] [Brazillian laughter intensifies] [19:02:15] [gib phoenix or report] [19:02:34] GreenHoof trots up hurriedly to the stallions. "Hey, where's Pheonix?" [19:02:34] [gibe Phoenix, I report ue] [19:02:45] [guards*] [19:03:02] Liven keeps pace with Hoof and rushes towards the guards. "Please tell us you have good news." [19:03:17] GoldenTouch rushes up with liven and hoof, hoof saying exactly what they wanted to know [19:03:19] Weathervane keeps along until she sees the guards up ahead, giving Hoof and Liven clear air to catch up with them. [19:04:27] Al_Dente goes with the others and keeps the torch held high. [19:05:44] "Huh?" One of the guards turns around to face the ponies, revealing to be a naive looking mare with green eyes, light brown coat and black mane. You average earth mare. "Hey Claire!" She hurries to say to her companion, who's also an earth mare, although of more happy colors, a nice pink straight mane that falls to her shoulders, with soft blue coat and piercing maroon eyes. "what now Lucky?[con [19:06:50] [* Hoof can see that youthful look in her eyes *] [19:07:11] [* Hoof is reminded about himself during early days * :3] [19:07:18] [;~;] [19:07:56] "...are those the comissioner's friends?" Asks Claire while paying a contemptious look to the group. Ignoring her friend's impoliteness, Lucky greets everybody with a hoof and offers them a sympathetic smile. "Hey. You are the guys Mind High told us about, right?" [19:08:39] "Have you seen anything?" [19:08:59] GreenHoof looks at the earth mare, :/ facing as he realizes this looks like a kid who shouldn't be out here doing dangerous work, reminding him of himself eleven months ago. Shrugging it off, he listens before shaking Lucky's hoof. "Hey. Yep. You know where Pheonix is? Or any info that could help? Otherwise, we gotta keep moving. Time is runnin' short, ma'am." [19:09:02] Liven nods at the mare's words. "I guess we are. Any word or clues as to where to find Nix?" [19:11:01] Claire doesn't hide her dissapointment and sighs whiel Lucky finishes answering the questions she wanted to avoid. "Oh- Erh... well, yes and no" Says Lucky with uncertainty, averting Hoof's gaze. "You... should see this" Slowly, she turns around and starts catering to the west slowly, with Claire following her silently. [19:11:53] GoldenTouch slowly follows next to claire, maintaining the silence of before. [19:11:54] [>Lucky Clover >Clover Patch | /me's conspiracy theorist is playing tricks on him, hue] [19:11:59] Al_Dente follows with an uneasy expression plastered on his brow, keeping close to Weather and Hoof as he fights the urge to run past them. [19:13:07] Liven follows Golden following Claire. [19:13:16] GoldenTouch is followed following claire [19:13:47] GreenHoof follows Lucky [19:14:48] Weathervane keeps up with the others, a cross expression on her face as she keeps her sights ahead in concern. "Uh-oh..." [19:14:49] Strong_Metal [~Waveform@cpe-108-176-242-154.twcny.res.rr.com] has quit IRC: Quit: Leaving [19:16:13] Lucky and Claire stop in front of a rock without having gone too far away from where they talked to the group. On top of the flat boulder lies a small silver pendant stained with blood, left there alone as a memento for whoever were to find it. "T-that's where the hoof prints stop" Says Claire in a low voice, adding then. "...We've serached around for an hour now... and only found the pendant" [19:16:24] searched* [19:16:51] "Oh, my..." [19:17:06] Liven looks around at the group and the guards. "Mind if I take a look at it?" he asks. [19:17:07] GoldenTouch slowly walks toward the pendant and stares at it...one of the last remaining things of his friend... [19:17:32] The soft blue mare sighs and steps aside in gesture to allow the group to take a closer look of the pendant. [19:17:44] "Fuck." [19:17:45] GreenHoof 's jaw drops, and he looks to Golden, then the pendant, then back to Golden again as they walk up to it. "Is... Is that...?" [19:18:16] Liven examines the pendant, wishing that he had his glasses right now; not that he needs them, but they help him think. [Can you describe the pendant?] [19:18:16] GreenHoof picks up the necklace and holds it in front of Golden, offering it to him. "Isn't this his?" [19:18:20] GoldenTouch nods....his fears confirmed "Yes...that is definitly it...." [19:18:28] Weathervane passes a glance to the pendant, turning her eyes back up to Hoof and Golden. "Oh..." [19:19:00] GoldenTouch holds the pendent in his hooves and examines it...any alterations he would notice [19:20:00] The sirocco's pendant, with the tiny drawing of a blue pegasus filly and its sad dirty silver outline, looks identical to the one Phoenix had with him since their visit to the cloud factory. It doesn't shine, though, partially covered with dry blood. [19:20:34] "So where do we go from here." [19:20:41] Liven takes notice of the blood. "Have you searched the area for blood?" [19:21:05] GreenHoof frowns, seeing the blood, biting his bottom lip. He turns back to Lucky, haunted green eyes piercing her with urgency. "Ma'am, this is important. You didn't see anything else of importance around here? No paths? Caves?" [19:21:48] "Broken branches, paths in the grass?" [19:21:54] Claire takes even another step aside and Lucky goes after her with a sad expression on her face, stopping when hearing more questions and facing the group again, trying to hind her concern behind hastily spewed words. "W-well, yeah of course.. We both lik-- we both miss the captain so we haven't stopped looking until you came b-but.. The pendant is all we've found" [19:22:03] GoldenTouch squeezes his eyes togeather to stop the imminent flow of liquid pride "We keep looking...yes, anything that could be suspicious..." he looks down at the necklace talking to himself in his head 'We're gonna find you...' [19:22:46] Liven reaches into his bag, pulls out a torch and lights it. "I'm going take a look around, see what my zebra eyes show me." [19:22:51] GreenHoof starts breathing slightly more rapidly, shaking his head in disbelief. The stallion starts darting around the premises, looking for any sign of anything. [19:23:35] "Th-there is a 'road' to the west. It takes you to the Big Hole, but we haven't gone there. There are no tracks, no blood, nothing that shows the Commisioner was taken further to the West. I'm... I'm sorry" [19:24:18] Al_Dente goes to the flat boulder and looks over where the blood stains it, glancing to the hoof prints and how there isnt more of them after the altar or so. "Fuck." [19:24:19] GoldenTouch shakes his head, his tone almost sounding angry "No! He's out here, we're going to this big hole...anywhere!" [19:24:46] "Get more torches, sounds like it will be dark as fuck." [19:24:49] "Come on, we're going to the big hole." [19:24:57] "It's like if he had vanished... maybe into the air?" Mumbles Claire while looking up to the skies that now are dyed of deep blue and black with the shiniest stars glowing already. "...Thet Big Hole is full of trash, there's nothing there" [19:26:09] "I'm still going..." fuck hes not giving up now [19:26:09] Liven walks over to the alter and examines it, looking for anything that may have been overlooked. [19:26:38] GreenHoof follows GoldenTouch for the Big Hole~ [19:27:10] GoldenTouch hasn't left yet [19:27:19] Lucky trots to the side of Claire and gives the group another sympathetic smile, trying to lighten up the best she can. "Good luck then. W-we have orders to return when the night falls to avoid accident and more abductions. I'm very very sorry" [19:28:09] GoldenTouch closes his eyes furrowing his brow as they appologize, "Go back...be safe...can't have any more fucking problems..." [19:28:48] GreenHoof nods to the mares, frowning. "R-right... Please be safe. L-last thing we need is more abductions..." [19:28:55] "Stick together!" [19:28:59] Night indeed falls down like following the words of the earth mare and the day dies to give pass to Luna's Moon that rises and shine in silver. On the flat boulder you can only see a few bloodstains that are now dry, and far away to the west, hills and dark woods that seem endless. [19:29:05] Liven wonders if he can call on his spirit friends for assistance in this matter... [19:29:27] "Watch eachothers backs, hope for us to come out ok, and remember Phoenix and that we are friends till the end." [19:29:58] GoldenTouch choaks out "Yeah...." he wonders who else is coming to this big hole with them... [19:29:59] Liven gets up and nods. "Aye, I agree," he says, rushing over to the group. "So, the big hole?" [19:30:15] Weathervane sighs as she looks over the bleak-looking woods, keeping her torch raised and sticking by the others as much as she can and keeping her attention more on the woods than the hole. "Hmm..." [19:30:40] GoldenTouch looks at phoenix's necklace, dwelling on al's words "Yeah..." he repeats [19:30:48] Al_Dente and Weather stick close as they keep their torches rasied, offering the group a decent sphere of light in the evergrowing darkness. "Into the b-breach it would see. We are sticking together for Phoenix till the end." [19:31:00] [[ http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B8klPYjS3ws ]] [19:31:03] [[ obligatory ]] [19:31:22] GreenHoof nods. "We gotta bring him home..." [19:31:26] Liven clears his throat. "All right, double time people! The faster we get there, the faster we can get Nix back! Promo Victoria!" [19:31:35] GreenHoof looks to Golden. "Let's go to the big hole... I guess..." [19:31:47] GreenHoof starts trotting in the direction of the big hole. [19:32:23] [you realize the big hole is actually a bit far from where you are now, aight?] [19:32:32] [how far?] [19:34:11] [im prepared to walk] [19:34:13] [I say at least one or two hours of trotting, at night, with dangerous shit around. Not trying to disincourage you all, jsut saiyan so you don't blame me] [19:34:29] [[ Fuck ]] [19:34:33] [Ech...] [19:34:38] [damn...] [19:34:45] Liven scratches his head a bit. "Guys, think about it, the hole is a ways away. If you were trying to drag somepony away, it would take hella long and be more than a little difficult." [19:35:05] "The tracks end and the pendant is here." [19:35:09] "I guess you're right...." [19:35:26] "And in this dark, we couldn't really do anything..." [19:35:33] [Big hole is like 10-18kms from town] [19:35:35] GreenHoof stops, considering Liven's words for a minute before begrudgingly turning around, slouching with a sigh. "...You're right... Fine..." [19:35:39] "This is where it needs to come to a head. Something happened here, maybe flying, teleports, magic, closer than we think. But we are on the trail and we cant let it run cold." [19:35:50] [[ Now this is getting ambitious ]] [19:35:52] [but you've already walked in for several kilometers or so] [19:36:34] "I guess..." [19:36:35] "I'm not saying we shouldn't go there, but... well..." [19:36:43] Mind_High [Archivist@May.The.Force.Be.With.You.At.PanicBNC.net] is now known as Overmind [19:37:01] "I could round up all the able fliers and do a flyby of this area tommorow" he says with a renewed vigor, not going to be defeated yet [19:37:35] "If you want," he says, "but I'm not leaving until I find SOMETHING." [Curi, can I roll to look for some sort of clue?] [19:37:41] "Mmhmm... especially if they went 'up,' somehow." [19:38:06] Roll a d20+4, Liven [19:38:16] !roll d20+4 whoop whoop [19:38:16] (9) + 4 == 13 [19:38:22] [Niggers] [19:38:32] "I fucking hate to get left at a dead end, but we shouldnt push our luck with something we never had anticipated. I mean a search yes, but we are going now the distance lets regroup right now for some brainstorming. What do you all say?" [19:38:47] Ikea [~Ikea@h87-96-219-147.dynamic.se.alltele.net] has quit IRC: Read error: Connection reset by peer [19:39:30] Ikea [~Ikea@h87-96-219-147.dynamic.se.alltele.net] has joined #FourCannonPnP [19:39:34] GreenHoof folds his ears back, nodding, unable to force away the sinking feeling in his stomach. "Yeah... fine..." [19:39:36] Your zebra eyes look up into the black skies and around you, eager to find any clue or sign of your friend, but nothing comes to sight.... except for what you think was a shadow flying on the far distance of the northwest... but it may have been your imagination at this point, after all, it was almost a blur [19:40:26] Liven does everythiing from looking around, to listening for anything odd and even SMELLING the area around him. He then looks up into the night skies. "What the..." he shakes his head and blinks. "Did... did anything else see that?" [19:41:24] Weathervane had her head turned away, having a harder time perceving much in the darkening sky. "What's that?" [19:41:47] [[ Can I roll to try and see? ]] [19:41:54] Hmmm.... no [19:42:07] Liven nods. "Northwest. We go northwest. I saw... something. I may be cray, it may be a longshot, but come on, it's the best clue we got!" [19:42:12] [[ O-ok  :) ]] [19:42:13] hue jk, roll a d20, Al [19:42:20] !roll d20 [19:42:20] 8 == 8 [19:42:27] [[ kek ]] [19:42:53] Your urf eyes see darkness and the sillouthes of threes and hills and mountains... the same scenery you saw before [19:43:09] [can I ROLL?1?!?!???!!? :D] [19:43:16] [AND ME TOO!? :DD] [19:43:32] No, because fuck you, that's why [19:43:38] [[ :3 lets move on ]] [19:43:51] "Might be a longshot, but like you said... better than nothing." She scratches her head. "How far off?" [19:44:11] Liven starts running in the direction of what he saw. "No idea, but I've got to check it out. Either catch up, or fall behind!" [19:44:35] GreenHoof shrugs and starts following [19:44:44] GoldenTouch flaps his wings and follows liven into the air [19:44:49] GoldenTouch follows above that is [19:44:53] Al_Dente sticks with Hoof and Weather. [19:45:13] Weathervane keeps close to the others while holding a torch to share some light. [19:46:33] "Damn it hooves, don't fail me now..." [19:46:55] Wilderness at night seems way more ominous and menacing than during day, and is with uncertain hearts that the group trots towards the north west, still making their way to the Big Hole, following something that may not be there...  A few minutes of hasty march and you are facing trees again, forced to go through a small forest unless you want to waste even more time having to surround it [19:48:28] Liven doesn't care about the trees, he's more than eager to move through them. "Stay close! Anytihng can he in here," he says, his amer eyes aided by toechlight while scanning the area. [19:48:38]  [also, this song seems to fit the mood http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6aNNIyxbG5g the adventure is taking] [19:48:46] [or may be jsut me that is high] [19:49:51] Sad dead trees with wide space between them are your first 'obstacle' between you and the road the mares mentioned, the road that takes you to the Big Hole and your hopes of finding Phoenix. [19:50:10] [[ brb ]] [19:51:09] [So we're at the Hole?] [19:51:20] [nu] [19:51:33] [Kay] [19:51:58] "Guess we did wind up coming his way anyhow," he says. "Nix, if you are dead I'm going to effing kill you..." [19:53:20] [[ back ]] [19:53:37] The deeper ponies travel into the forest, the darker their surroundings begin to darken... slowly the number of trees and bushes starts to increase, becoming denser, puffier... more dark. More and more leaves above the group start to cover Luna's bright moon with rustling shadows falling down to the young grass covered ground... [19:53:47] "Cuckoo." [19:55:07] One could barely hear the faint, distant echo of a cuckoo bird, reaching ears somewhere from direction where ponies were heading. [19:56:11] [Please, greet Overmind who'll be taking care of the rest of this 'mini'quest while I take care of Phoenix~] [19:56:27] [[ Oh dear ]] [19:56:35] [[ Danger! Danger! ]] [19:56:38] [oh my!~] [19:56:53] [/me ticks the marker from bad to worse] [19:56:59] Liven twitches his ears as he hears that bird. "Well, least there's life arounf here..." [19:57:26] [o shit] [19:57:34] Weathervane keeps her light close for everyone as the group finds themselves in the thick of things, a little tired but holding firm as she does her best to keep everyone else in her sights. Her ears twitch as it catches a faint glimpse of the bird call, also accepting it as a sign of nearby company but otherwise keeping herself quiet. "Hmm..." [19:57:56] GoldenTouch flys around above, trying to make a clear picture of something [19:58:25] Al_Dente sticks with Hoof and Weather and the others, keeping the torches high as they continue along the path. "Keep in view of the torches Gold." Calling out to him as they continue trotting ahead [19:58:46] "WILL DO" he calls down to the pones [19:59:49] GreenHoof trots along, a bad feeling welling up [20:00:32] [[Why do bad things keep poping up for me... someone NPC me for a bit pls...]] [20:00:40] Liven [~Liven@pool-108-25-172-75.atclnj.east.verizon.net] is now known as Liven|npc [20:00:57] The nocturnal song fades on that one word, leaving only occasional humming of wildlife... The yellow pegasus flies above the trees with bright white moon pouring light over his features, opening quite a serene, breathtaking vista of the dense forest in front of them... Several little night birds hop from one branch to another - same branches that start to impede visibility behind, [20:00:57] slowly shrouding the group underneath them. [20:01:10] !roll d20 [20:01:10] 12 == 12 [20:01:15] Meanwhile, far far away from the gloomy woods the group is stuck into, lost into endless and twisted mazes and labyrinthic passages that dwelve deep into the mountains of the North, where only the wastes of a dark past Equestria deemed forgotten still remain, blinded by sheer darkness of the ceel he is in, an orange pegasus wakes up without knowing if he's still alive or dead. [cont. at #ERPnP [20:03:26] GoldenTouch cureses and sighs not finding anything [20:03:48] [so our RP is over] [20:03:55] [[/me shrugs]] [20:04:04] [I was asking] [20:04:10] [Is our RP over, Overmind?] [20:04:15] [Fission Mailed?] [20:04:21] From time to time, distant echoing howling reaches ponies from south and north, to east, to west, with fostered nocturnal wildlife living its own life... Soon after, the group stumbles on a yet another small, lush clearing, with trees around them towering like walls... one could only wonder how ponies should proceed to trot from here to their intended destination... [20:04:29] [Your RP here is not over] [20:04:33] [RP is not over :3] [20:04:35] [k] [20:04:42] [You are in Over's gentle hands~] [20:05:09] GreenHoof trots up to the clearing, looking around. Looking to the others, he gulps and takes a deep breath, unnerved but determined. "Any ideas, boys?" [20:05:37] Numerous path can be seen weaving past these lush giants with pegasus above quite able to perceive snaking paths drilling through foliage, many of which move deeper towards west... [20:06:02] GoldenTouch thinks that they should go deep into the northern mountains [20:06:20] GreenHoof thinks Golden has had too much to drink tonight [20:06:26] [teehee] [20:06:40] "Cuckoo-cuckoo..." [20:06:57] GreenHoof looks up to Golden. "Goldie! See anything?" [20:07:44] The faint song streams between trees, gliding softly towards pony ears... echoing like a call... [20:08:05] GoldenTouch wonders if he can see anything "IM LOOKING" [20:08:16] Roll perception. [20:09:09] !roll 1d20 [20:09:09] 19 == 19 [20:09:16] !roll d20 [20:09:17] 7 == 7 [20:09:17] GoldenTouch keeps his good roll streak going [20:12:05] The forest looks peaceful and serene above the golden pony, who's gaze drifts around with urgency, seeking for signs of where his friend could've gone. As the pony gazes at the path that was leading north-west, he suddenly notices that something quick, black, like a veiled shadow streamed through tree tops... one could almost notice twigs and leaves moving apart as if this something [20:12:06] was flapping its wings. [20:13:12] The large shadow stays in its spot, before darting away towards another branch and seemingly disappering in the distance. [20:13:35] GoldenTouch narrows his eyes at the target, not yet going to announce it, as he picks up his speed, aiming himself at the black shadow flapping his wings furriously as if it was the very being that took phoe, following the shadow [20:16:07] The pegasus above group darts away into the forest, disappearing from everyone's look... as he attempted to follow the bird.. [20:16:26] Do you continue to follow it? [20:16:36] Dreamcatcher [~Dreamcatc@2606:6000:e5c1:f901:3069:47c1:4224:efe4] has joined #FourCannonPnP [20:16:37] "Fuck Golden." [20:17:08] GreenHoof looks up, realizing Golden is no longer with them. He considers yelling for him, but figures he must've made a tactical decision and instead keeps going in the same direction. He looks to Al. "He must have a plan. Let's just keep going." [20:17:10] Weathervane looks up and over the distance slightly as she catches a glimpse of Golden speeding ahead, keeping her torchlight close as she encourages the others to keep pace. "Heeey! Hold up!" she tries to call out. "Shit..." [20:18:17] GoldenTouch rushes after, feeling the wind grow faster and faster as he chases after the item in hot pursuit [20:18:26] EyeSpy [~kvirc@199.47.65.60] is now known as EyeSpyZzz [20:18:52] "Lets keep those torches lit and just hope, keep going.: [20:18:55] NPC_Tide [High_Tide@S010648f8b36bb04d.no.shawcable.net] is now known as High_Tide [20:18:58] [AAAAH!] [20:19:07] [what's happened] [20:19:23] [Liven died!] [20:19:30] The main part of the group remains in clearing's intersections, surrounded by many paths... and chosen path. The darkness around ground's group soon enveloped them as pegasus was distancing from them more and more, completely disappearing out of their view. [20:19:30] Roll flight+agility, Golden [20:19:35] [nu] [20:19:36] [then hoof was possesed and raped you, tide] [20:19:45] [It's night and we're following some shadow flying or something. Golden went ahead of us in the sky and we're still trotting. Liven isn't ded... YET!] [20:20:06] !roll 1d20+6 [20:20:06] (19) + 6 == 25 [20:20:53] !roll 1d20+8 [20:20:54] (3) + 8 == 11 [20:21:29] Weathervane sighs in defeat as she loses sight of Golden ahead, looking to everyone else at the crossing paths while keeping a firelight handy. "So..." [20:22:32] High_Tide is following beside Hoof, idly leaning on him [20:23:05] GreenHoof is obviously on edge, ears sticking straight up and a slight shiver overtaking him. The stallion scans the area as they trot. [20:23:19] The yellow pegasus was gaining his speed, moving faster and faster behind his pray, pursuing it like a relentless predator... The bird's body in the darkness of the moon was taking more profound shape as he was getting closer to it - it's large eagle-like wings sprawing in both directions and flapping with large swishes... [20:23:24] !roll d20 [20:23:24] 2 == 2 [20:23:27] Al_Dente continues treking ahead with High Tide, Hoof, and Weather as they use the torches to light the path ahead of them still going and uneasily watching the trees and folliagne around them. [20:24:51] At the ground, the foliage was getting thicker as the path narrowed down... if only one would have map on themselves to check where this night-time forest was taking them to, but alas, the team moved on through bushes and twigs... [20:26:09] As they continue, faint howling begins reaching their ears, coming from both directions of the back, noise moving between trees towards them. [20:26:55] Al_Dente stops and gets low, making no noise as his ears try to listen in on the faint howling. "Fuck... Hear that. Shhhh." [20:26:58] [I know what coyotes and wolves sound like. Is it that kind of howling?] [20:27:40] [Yes.] [20:27:47] [k] [20:27:50] [wait so itts a bird?] [20:28:02] GreenHoof whispers to the others. "Coyotes. They'll stay away... I think." [20:28:15] Weathervane groans internally at the distant howling as she sticks back with everyone. [20:28:20] [Maybe :3 You can continue pursuing it] [20:28:24] High_Tide stays silent, holding his shield close. "Stay close, they wouldn't attack a group..." [20:29:10] GoldenTouch decides the best idea is to continue chasing it, speeding after it like sanic the hedgehac [20:32:01] Rain_Drop [Rain_Drop@mo-184-6-73-251.dhcp.embarqhsd.net] has quit IRC: Ping timeout: 190 seconds [20:32:30] [sanic runs not flies] [20:32:34] [fukken dork] [20:32:35] As the pegasus gets closer and closer to it, the bird-like creature starts to grow in size... The blasting wind from the fast pursuit was soaking Golden's eye, with the shadow that was resembling an eagle growing slowly to the size of a pony... and more and more, each flap getting more profound and powerful. The pegasus could sense its body slashing the wind behind it. He was only [20:32:36] [omg] [20:32:36] several meters away from it, but the creature was seemingly ignoring him. [20:32:53] Roll d20 [20:33:02] Everyone. [20:33:05] Starfire [~Starfire@c72063.upc-c.chello.nl] is now known as Starfire|Sleep [20:33:09] !roll 1d20 [20:33:10] 13 == 13 [20:33:50] !roll d20 [20:33:50] 3 == 3 [20:34:15] GoldenTouch sees the creature grow, is this the pegasi he think it is, he sets his boosters on maxiumum, should be easily catching up in his slipstream [20:34:20] Rain_Drop [Rain_Drop@mo-184-6-73-251.dhcp.embarqhsd.net] has joined #FourCannonPnP [20:34:22] !roll d20 [20:34:23] 1 == 1 [20:35:28] !roll d20 [20:35:28] 10 == 10 [20:35:35] [aaaand this is where kek takes a shit] [20:35:38] !oroll d20 [20:35:41] !roll d20 [20:35:41] 6 == 6 [20:35:46] Oh my. [20:35:46] [Yep. Predictable.] [20:38:19] [liven is still here!] [20:38:26] [oh yeah!] [20:38:29] !roll d20 for Liven [20:38:30] 4 == 4 [20:38:32] [...] [20:38:33] Heh. [20:38:41] [#blameziggers] [20:40:45] Deduced_Reckoning [~Deduced_R@97-81-192-42.dhcp.hckr.nc.charter.com] has quit IRC: Ping timeout: 186 seconds [20:41:05] With several quick flaps, Golden gets closer to nocturnal creature, big, eagle-like, dark feathered, the fast wind and tree tops barely brushing its chest beneath... As the pegasus gains his final momentum and gets closer to it... something quick happens. The bird's torso suddenly turns around with its head bringing itself back at the pursuer... only to open the sight of shimmering [20:41:05] eyes that were burning bright yellow glow, staring right into pegasi's orbs and illuminating his features, "Cuckoo........", the loud, all encompassing voice, like a faint wind surrounds his head... and suddenly the large bird darts down towards trees, promptly disappearing in leaves. [20:41:05] !roll d20 [20:41:05] 12 == 12 [20:42:15] Ponies that were traveling on the ground could've notices the loud echo and rustling of leaves as something far away in the darkness dived down into the forest, two yellow specs of light illuminating the darkness far away from them... before vanishing. [20:43:09] GreenHoof squints his eyes, catching sight of the yellow before it quickly dissapears. Keeping his eyes locked on that spot, he trots toward it catiously. "This way, yall." [20:43:36] [the light blinded me?] [20:43:37] Weathervane raises an eyebrow as she catches a glimpse of the yellow lights fading in the distance, taking a small step in its direction before following Hoof's lead. "Golden?" she calls out tentatively. [20:44:06] [Not completely, but considering that it was night - I'd say half-blinded for a short time.] [20:44:49] High_Tide follows beside Hoof, hugging his shield tight and resting it over his shoulder slightly. [20:47:02] GoldenTouch has a mini panic attack as he's blinded by the light, his eyesight going fuzzy for a minute as the bird blinds him allowing it to slip away, franticly turning and looking for it [20:47:10] Rain_Drop [Rain_Drop@mo-184-6-73-251.dhcp.embarqhsd.net] has quit IRC: Ping timeout: 186 seconds [20:49:54] Rain_Drop [Rain_Drop@mo-184-6-73-251.dhcp.embarqhsd.net] has joined #FourCannonPnP [20:50:03] The ponies continued to follow the path... which suddenly ended abruptly in a big, large clearing... hills and a small valley with woods and trees spread around it with only one feature in the landscape looking out of place - a wide, dark ravine, stabbing through the ground. [20:50:09] Flora [webchat@75.10.153.126] has joined #FourCannonPnP [20:50:50] Big hole... [20:50:55] High_Tide frowns, looking over the ravine. "Hmm..." [20:51:06] "Fuck, this looks imposing.. Never  been this far out before." [20:51:45] [http://youtu.be/U4ke4e8hwGc] [20:51:55] GoldenTouch doesn't know where he is in relation to them [20:52:00] GreenHoof peeks into the ravine, gulping. [20:52:34] Golden is more or less above the group if he haven't decided to move farther into 'plains'... [20:52:49] [[ http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B8klPYjS3ws ]] [20:52:53] [wow this one is still going on *clap clap*] [20:53:06] Weathervane looks out to whatever part of the horizon she can perceive, gasping at the clearing and unsettled by the ravine down below. "Hmm... [20:53:07] " [20:53:14] [Combine both tracks :3] [20:54:01] [[ brb dinner ]] [20:55:24] GoldenTouch wonders where the fuck his group is...then he hears sounds below him "oh..." he flaps down to them [20:56:01] GreenHoof nudges Golden. "See anything?" [20:56:39] The wide dark slice in the earth was going deep into the ground with towering, clear walls of rock and earth acting as its borders... the ravine was definitely a lengthy one, seemingly stretching far into the distance across said plains, cutting through small hills and forest alike. The darkness resembled a void from above - black and completely shrouding what couldv'e been hiding [20:56:39] below. [20:56:44] Liven|npc [~Liven@pool-108-25-172-75.atclnj.east.verizon.net] is now known as Liven [20:56:46] [Back] [20:56:49] Deduced_Reckoning [~Deduced_R@97-81-192-42.dhcp.hckr.nc.charter.com] has joined #FourCannonPnP [20:58:01] GoldenTouch looks at hoof and them "I dont know what I saw....that thing was to big to be a bird....it had no pupils on its yellow eyes,..something isn't right" [20:58:09] "that means we're on the right track [20:58:45] GreenHoof nods, a bit unnerved by the description. "Alright, well what now?" [20:58:47] "So I wasn't crazy..." [21:00:28] "I...I dont know...follow it...?" [21:00:39] High_Tide hums, peeking at the ravine. "So... d'you know where it went?" [21:00:48] Liven nods. "At top speed if we can." [21:01:19] [[ back ]] [21:01:20] "You think so? Well, I guess we can hope for that... now then..." She tries not to look down the ravine too much, offput by the abyss as she keeps by the clearing. [21:02:06] Al_Dente nods to Weather's word and keeps the torch held high, shaking it and rotating it to make sure it burns evenly. [21:03:07] Liven takes a deep breath, inhaling and looking around. "Damn it all, why did this have to happen..." he growls a bit. [21:03:33] Rain_Drop [Rain_Drop@mo-184-6-73-251.dhcp.embarqhsd.net] has quit IRC: Ping timeout: 186 seconds [21:03:59] The wide crack in the ground would've seemed narrow if it weren't for small, marshmellow bodies. Even then, the crack seemed very steep and it would prove to be challenging to descend down on your hooves... [21:03:59] Rain_Drop [Rain_Drop@mo-184-6-73-251.dhcp.embarqhsd.net] has joined #FourCannonPnP [21:04:27] Liven reaches into his saddlebags and pulls out some rope. "Think this will help?" [21:05:04] "Should we go down...?" [21:05:18] "How can we be sure they're down there?" [21:05:23] The forest behind continued to play its nocturnal tune with more wolf-like howling reaching group's ears from far far away... otherwise the landscape was serene as always... as always... [21:05:39] "What other choice we got?" the zebra asks, tying the rope around his midsection. [21:06:21] Lucyne [~Lucyne@dslb-094-216-041-047.pools.arcor-ip.net] has quit IRC: [21:07:14] Al_Dente takes a deep breath and looks amoung the others. [21:07:24] Unobstructed by foliage, Luna's moon was scaring most shadows away in this large, open field... only to create more of them behind trees that acted as sanctuary for darkness. Trees and sinister looking crack in the earth. [21:08:27] High_Tide sighs and nods. "Well, if you're sure... let's fashion the other end to a tree or something. [21:08:55] Liven gives the other end of the rope to Tide. "Here, I'm going to try and climb down. If I tug three times, that means pull me up." [21:09:38] By the time ponies were pondering about their options, it was already already way past midnight as some mild tiredness settled on after marching through miles of the dark forest. [21:10:50] "Hoof you said you had rope?" [21:11:03] High_Tide nods and hurries over to one of the trees, tying the end of the rope to the nearest secure tree to the chasm. Tide was sleeping in for most of the day, so he figures he'll be good for a little longer. [21:11:15] GreenHoof nods. "I have rope, but..." [21:11:29] GoldenTouch looks down into the pit... [21:11:36] "I can lower you down, dont worry I got this, hold onto the end and ill lower you down and you can walk yourself down." [21:11:44] "I don't know if we're wasting time and effort here when there's somewhere else we should be." [21:11:58] Liven carefully makes sure to tinterwrine the tope inbetween his armor. "Hoof, if you're coming down with mr, tie up. Non fliers first," he says, turning to Tide. "You got me?" [21:12:01] "Al, dont waste it...gimmie the torch, let me fly down, then we can keep moving if we dont have nothing" [21:12:24] "Lets not go down there if I can make sure its safe first" [21:12:24] GreenHoof shrugs. "But fuck it. Fine." The green pony takes the rope out and ties it to Liven's rope, ready to go. [21:12:25] Al_Dente offers Golden the torch and smiles at him. "Good man, Weather... Hate to put you on the spot.. .But." [21:12:26] The dark abyss stares back at Golden. [21:12:29] GreenHoof nods. [21:12:44] "Can you fly down with Golden..." [21:13:05] Weathervane wearily stays put as she keeps up her guiding light, finding some solace in it through the darkness. "Mhm... Golden's got a point." She looks over to Al with a grin. "Guess I can spot ahead, too..." [21:13:22] "Let me get your torch." [21:13:27] "We shouldnt be in the dark either." [21:13:40] Liven waits for Tide to respond, positioning himself for the trek downwards. [21:14:50] High_Tide nods to Liven, securing the rope around his hoof and anchoring himself with his tower shield. "Just let Golden and Weather make sure it's safe, first..." [21:15:21] GoldenTouch looks at weather and shares a reasuring nod, before lookign to al for a rope [21:15:24] i mean torch [21:15:36] [[ I handed it to you :3 ]] [21:15:47] [[ I had Weather give it to me or am asking for Weather's :3 ]] [21:16:16] Weathervane nods and passes her torch to Al, hovering close by Golden's side to see by his light while getting a sense of the abyss below. "Let's see, then..." [21:16:47] Light cold breeze brushed your manes... even with late spring, the weather outside was getting chilling and more cold... [21:17:22] GoldenTouch extends his wings and flaps them lowering himself into the abyss [21:18:24] Liven looks down, patiently waiting for his chance to decend. [21:18:42] Al_Dente exhales deeply and feels a shudder in his shoulders. Trotting over to Hoof and pulling him towards High Tide and Liven. "Get the crossbows out. We arent waiting for anything anymore." [21:19:20] GreenHoof nods and unholsters his crossbow, holding it tight to his chest, he readies himself to descend. [21:19:23] Both pegasi hover directly over the crack, with their light illuminating top most parts of the crack... slowly both of them begin to descend down, with the cone of light that was surrounding them shrinking as they enter space between narrow walls, going deeper and deeper... Ponies above can clearly see that Golden and Weather move several stories down... [21:19:23] Weathervane positions herself close by Golden's side to stay within the radius of his torch, anxious by the darkness but still assured as she stays more by the walls of the ravine. [21:20:42] The light stretches back and forth through the crack, illuminating rock walls... and soon their eyes can clearly see the stone and mud covered floor below... [21:21:02] "Jesus...this deep...finally, the floor, readdy to land?" he says hovering above it [21:21:32] Al_Dente gets his crossbow out and keeps his eyes darting around and watching for anything as he also keeps his the torch out. A clearly uneasy and nervous expression awash on his face as Hoof and himself watch the treeline and sky. [21:22:05] The soil looks dirty and moist as if water was streaming through these cracks not too long ago. Even then, the cold air around already started to encase some pieces in ice. [21:22:19] High_Tide occupies himself with Liven's rope, letting Hoof and Al worry about the surroundings [21:22:35] ... small shards of ice that cruched under pegasi's hooves as they landed. [21:22:36] Liven looksback. "I'm heading down now as well. Remember, three tugs, Tide." [21:23:02] GoldenTouch looks around the hole in the floor wondering if there is anything that would require them to look around or go deeper into [21:23:20] The zebra takes a deep breath and stedies hismelf before, as carefully as he can, making his way down the chasm. "Golden, Weather, I'm coming down!" [21:23:41] GoldenTouch is waiing for GM [21:24:55] The narrow passage way traveled forward, before Golden's eyes, snaking and disappearing behind a rocky corner. Behind his was nothing more, but a steep, sharp-angled wall. [21:25:09] Dreamcatcher [~Dreamcatc@2606:6000:e5c1:f901:3069:47c1:4224:efe4] has quit IRC: Ping timeout: 186 seconds [21:27:00] GoldenTouch looks back up at them seeing it presses onward "Come on down liven, we gotcha" [21:27:08] Liven is slow and takes his time decending. Each step is carefully planned as he goes deeper and deeper in. [21:27:31] GoldenTouch looks at weather, "I'll spot him, if you want go grab al and start bringing them down one by one" [21:28:28] Liven successfully, if not with a little slip, reaches the chasm's floor. [21:28:35] !roll d20 [21:28:35] 16 == 16 [21:28:37] GreenHoof follows down above Liven [21:28:50] Al_Dente smiles at Hoof and holsters his crossbow. "Hoof Ill lower you down now." Motioning for him to make with the rope.and starting to lower him down slowly. [21:29:20] Weathervane jumps up and keeps herself at a hover just above the ground at the sharp chill of ice on her hooves, sighing as she looks over to Golden. "Yeah... doesn't seem there's a lot here just yet, but it's best if we stick close!" She starts her way back up the face of the ravines wall, keeping her sights up toward the ravine overhead for safety. [21:29:37] Liven makes it down there, a little proud of his efforts. "Okay, I'm safly down," he says, undoing his rope and tugging on it three times. "Tide, I'm safe, pull 'er up!" [21:29:38] Curiosity [~pallmall@190.121.73.227] has joined #FourCannonPnP [21:29:48] As Hoof began to go down into the crack, a loud howl roared behind Al and Tide, coming from the forest the group came out of. [21:30:06] GoldenTouch helps liven out of the rope [21:30:32] GreenHoof doesn't stop decending, although with more urgency he begins rappeling down till he reaches the bottom. [21:30:34] "Double time!" Quickly starting to rapell Hoof down as he slides the Hoof between his hooves. Making Hoof's ride down none the less, fast~ [21:31:09] Al_Dente stopping asap and going to tie down the rope anywhere close to them that looks, secure. A tree, a large boulder, but no vines or roots. [21:31:11] The green horse joins others in the grack [21:31:15] *crack [21:31:35] !roll d20 [21:31:35] 7 == 7 [21:31:51] GM_Cury [~pallmall@190.121.73.227] has quit IRC: Ping timeout: 194 seconds [21:31:53] High_Tide nods and starts to pull Liven up slowly [21:31:57] Curiosity [~pallmall@190.121.73.227] is now known as GM_Cury [21:32:03] [or the rope] [21:32:07] [[ High tide we are going down :b ]] [21:32:22] [I pull up the rope then] [21:33:02] Dreamcatcher [~Dreamcatc@cpe-108-184-72-104.socal.res.rr.com] has joined #FourCannonPnP [21:33:05] Not too far from Al and Tide stood a tree, not less that both of them could use to lower themselves down... though one could never guarantee if the rope would be long enough if it would've been tied up to it. [21:33:06] GoldenTouch helps hoof out and looks at hoof "Whats up with the rapid decent!?" [21:34:10] Liven takes to looking around with dem zigga eyes for anything useful or important. [21:34:11] The howling sound was increasing in volume, oddly, with a flock of night birds shrieking and darting up into air. [21:34:21] "Heard a roar!" the stallion says as he unties himself and puts away is rope. "Didn't you hear it?" [21:34:32] "...Oh..." [21:34:51] Al_Dente looks to High Tide. "Tie it to the tree?" [21:35:08] High_Tide nods and holds out a hoof. [21:35:21] "Better hurry..." [21:36:00] Al_Dente rushes to the tree and ties the rope to the tree. Making three full rotations around it before starting to tie the knot intetwined between the loops. [21:36:05] Inside the chasm not much of a wind... more like a tiny breeze was weaving its way between pony bodies. Liven could see the same narrow passage that was traveling forward, ground littered with freezing mud... [21:36:23] "No, oh shit!" he pushes off the ground flying up at safe speeds to make sure they're okay [21:36:38] Weathervane hears the roar as she flaps her way up. "Guys!" She looks over to Al and High Tide at the top of the cliff, looking over to them while judging the length of rope. "Not sure if we have the time to bring you down slowly... Might have to have Golden and I support you while you come down." [21:36:41] Liven takes out another torch and lights it. "Guys think it's abad idea to toss this down there, see what's what?" [21:36:59] High_Tide nods. "We'll be fine, Al is going down next!" [21:37:24] Al_Dente quickly oblidges and gets down onto the rope and starts sliding and climbing down against the wall. [21:38:22] High_Tide waits for Al to descend and edges towards the ravine, eyeing the treeline wearily. [21:38:45] Weathervane steadily keeps by Al for extra assurance as he descends. [21:39:40] High_Tide unbuckles his tower shield and sets it beside the ravine, but not before taking the combat knife and setting it away in his frock coat. [21:39:43] Liven tosses the torch he just lit down the narrow passageway. [21:39:50] The earth pony started to quickly make his way down against slippery, rocky wall, his hooves and lack of hands definitely making the process more difficult, but fellow friends were always there to help a friend in need, holding him close and never releasing him down... even then his forelegs reached the rope's end... [21:40:18] ... the end that was several meters away from the rocky ground. [21:40:42] GoldenTouch sees tide "Do you want me to carry duke while you climb down?" [21:41:01] Top side, as Al was descending down, yellow dots begin to sprinkle between trees, glowing in Tide's direction... [21:42:29] Rain_Drop [Rain_Drop@mo-184-6-73-251.dhcp.embarqhsd.net] has quit IRC: Read error: Connection reset by peer [21:42:41] Rain_Drop [~Rain@mo-184-6-73-251.dhcp.embarqhsd.net] has joined #FourCannonPnP [21:42:50] Down in the chasm, Liven's torch flies through the air, illuminating more darkness, before it hits a stone wall in the end, the passage seemingly ending with a sharp turn. [21:43:19] Weathervane sighs as the rope just barely had the right length, wrapping her forelegs beneath Al's. "Looks like we'll have to undo this and carry you the rest of the way down, heh." [21:43:49] High_Tide shakes his head. "It will be too much trouble bringing up.." Tide backs up towards the cliff, gulping as he sees the glowing eyes. He wraps his leg around the rope and looks to Golden. "I'm coming down, catch me if I fall..." [21:44:03] "Just jump on my back?!" [21:44:11] Al_Dente smiles faintly and lets go of the rope as Weather helps him the last hop down. "Yeah.." [21:44:16] GoldenTouch sees the eyes too [21:44:22] [/me tries to imagine High Tide riding Golden...] [21:44:27] [~] [21:44:36] GoldenTouch did have a pony riding him before [21:44:56] High_Tide slowly looks over to Golden. "...Seriously?" [21:44:57] I mean, he is smaller than sarge right? [21:45:06] [hue] [21:45:09] [But it's Tide, Goldie... all dem sexy pirate muscles~] [21:45:42] [~] [21:45:45] GoldenTouch could do it, its like a buff pone riding a buff pone~ [21:45:57] Weathervane clenches her forelegs around Al's chest from beneath the pits and uses as much strength as she can must to keep him supported, eventually hovering their way to the floor of the ravine. [21:46:41] GoldenTouch looks at tide to hurry up "If I couldn't carry you now, what good would I be if you fell!?" [21:46:46] The rope remains swinging in air against the wall, meters away from the floor. [21:47:02] High_Tide looks to the treeline and gets nervous about these glowing eyes. "Well, fly over here so you can lower me down WITH the rope [21:47:21] GreenHoof waits at the bottom, occasionally turning around to scan the area. [21:47:31] GreenHoof keeps his crossbow at the ready to shoulder. [21:48:04] Slowly golden glowing dots start to grow in their size, with first dark heads pushing out from foliage... [21:48:18] GoldenTouch is hovering right next to tide [21:49:31] High_Tide hurriedly secures one foreleg around the rope and gives Golden a squeeze~ with the other leg, so he can lower himself down the chasm. [21:49:45] Cold cracking shards of mud underneath Hoof's farmer hooves were prodding soft underpad with theirs edges~ [21:50:11] [[ iS THAT YOUR FETISH ABLE? ]] [21:50:20] [Shhhhhh~] [21:51:15] Al_Dente takes out his crossbow as soon as he is back onto all fours [21:51:40] GreenHoof winces at the shards of mud but ignores them, looking around [21:51:54] GoldenTouch decends with the tide, the homo giving him a squeeze... [21:51:55] Liven waits for everypony to gather together so theyc an continue on. [21:52:23] GoldenTouch gets a good look before he lowers....those eyes... [21:52:36] High_Tide hurries up as he sees the forms emerging from the woods [21:53:08] Weathervane stays by Al's side as she leads him to regroup with Hoof and Liven, still keeping an eye out for the other two before advancing much further. [21:53:20] "You saw it too tide?!" he continues down not wanting to be near them [21:53:20] GreenHoof regroups with the others before they continue on [21:53:52] "Y-yeah..." Tide mumbles, lowering himself down the chasm [21:55:00] "Are we all here?" Liven asks, taking a drink of water from his waterskin. [21:55:08] The rope remained to swing against the wall as group of ponies finally reunited below. [21:55:20] GreenHoof nods. "Present." [21:55:34] "Howdy" [21:55:42] "Mhm." [21:55:45] "Yep." Tide says flatly, missing Duke. [21:55:47] "So....we might have a problem coming back up...." [21:56:47] Liven tugs on the rope a bit, making sure its secure. "Well, we have that, and worst comes to worst you and Weather can help tie a new rope." [21:57:15] "There were things back up topside... Looked like timberwolves but, different.." [21:57:30] "Sounded nasty." [21:57:59] "We'll deal with then when the time comes," Liven says, offering his waterskin to anyone who needs a drink. [21:58:08] The rope was indeed secu-... but at Liven's tug, he felt that something jerked the rope back. [21:58:31] Liven scrunchiefaces at that. "Um... that's... is there somepony else up there?" [21:58:52] "Well... everyone be sure to watch our six. Who knows if-..." Green Hoof looks to Liven. "Huh?" [21:58:54] "Oh? Well... if we're lucky we can find another way around..." She blinks and looks over to Liven. "Uh... not that I'm aware of..." [21:58:54] Al_Dente loops up instantly." [21:58:56] ... the rope remained in his grasp. [21:59:01] looks* [21:59:26] Liven tugs again on it. [22:00:16] High_Tide tilts his head [22:00:19] The rope jerks a bit again while Al's eyes dart up. The reunion seemingly happened not a moment too soon as glowing, menacing dots emerged far far on top, staring down into torch-illuminated patch below at ponies. [22:00:43] GreenHoof looks up, seeing the menacing eyes. "Ah... fuck." [22:01:11] "Friend... or foe?" [22:01:13] "Yeah... those... [22:01:18] GoldenTouch sees them and stares again "Those are the same eyes the bird had...foe liven...foe" [22:01:20] One, two, three, four, five, six... seven... eight... the number of eyes grew with each second. Dark figures were growling in relative quiet unison.. [22:01:52] GreenHoof shoulders his crossbow, but quickly lowers it. He speaks lowly and quietly, but with urgency. "Run. We need to get out of here." [22:01:52] "Lets keep moving." [22:02:04] Weathervane [Vane@the.owner.of.elitebnc.violates.us] has left #FourCannonPnP [22:02:24] Liven nods. "We seem to be safe in here, for now. Let's keep going, towards the torch I just threw." [22:02:40] Weathervane [Vane@the.owner.of.elitebnc.violates.us] has joined #FourCannonPnP [22:02:43] High_Tide nods and turns around, lighting his horn to get a better look of the cavern [22:02:54] "Right..." [22:02:56] Al_Dente nods and shakes his head at Liven, "Now. There is no situation you cant make worse yourself." Holding Weather's foreleg and nudging her with urgency as he starts to pull towards Hoof and motion to go. "Lets get going." [22:02:59] "Now please." [22:03:24] GreenHoof holsters his crossbow, turning around and half-galloping, half-trotting towards the torch, checking over his shoulder every couple of seconds to see if they're being followed. [22:03:39] Slowly, the rope started to slide back up towards surface with slowly, jerking tugs... [22:03:57] GoldenTouch follows along, walking backwards behind the group watching the rope ominously accend [22:03:58] ... as ponies moved out into ravine's darkness. [22:04:01] "Its someone, that jerking is uneasy apendages or something. FUCK THIS NOPE NOPE NOPE." [22:04:17] "Al...calm down" [22:04:23] Weathervane follows Al and the others in the direction of the ravine's path. [22:04:37] GoldenTouch is scared of what might be in the revean [22:05:38] Liven follows the group, picking up his torch and using it for additonal illumination. [22:05:48] GreenHoof stays close to the group as they continue, even more unnerved by their rope being retracted. [22:05:54] High_Tide follows the group, sliding his notebook out to peer at it in his horn light [22:06:44] Hoof, roll perception. [22:06:50] !roll d20 [22:06:50] 16 == 16 [22:07:35] Liven keeps a watchful gaze, his zebra eyes not resting for a second, worried about an ambush or natural disaster, or worse... [22:07:52] The group proceeds to follow Big Hole's ravine, making a sharp turn where Liven's torch was picked up... When the group crossed the turn, Hoof was keeping watch on glowing eyes above... one could've sword that a second before his gaze got abstructed by the wall, yellow glowing dots... blinked out. [22:08:58] Meanwhile ponies continued to follow the passage that with each step was getting a little bit wider and less claustrophobic. [22:10:03] Weathervane feels like she finally has some room to breathe as the ravine's path grows, keeping with the turn and sticking close by the torch's glow. [22:10:37] GreenHoof squints his eyes, questioning his perception, but shakes his head, filing the odd occurance in his mind. "...Weird..." [22:10:40] Walls around them had many polished, dirty indentations, white icy covering freezing from cool air and sparkling from magical and fire's light... soon, the surface began to angle down, little by little, the ravine becoming deeper as they went. [22:10:42] Liven for one is a bit glad at the more spacious area. Howerver, while this did make walking easier, it also meant more enemies in the event it came to that. Still, he zigger sense kept telling him go forward, go forward. His sense has never been wrong before... right? [22:12:10] "Stick close" [22:12:28] "Watch your six." [22:12:34] "Sure thing..." [22:12:40] ... minutes progressed, and the crack widened even more... until the group made another turn and... [22:12:53] GoldenTouch wonders what they see, crossbow pointed when they turn the corner [22:15:32] EyeSpyZzz [~kvirc@199.47.65.60] is now known as EyeSpy [22:18:05] ... an odd sight opened up before pony eyes. The ravine's wall expanded even more, the floor suddenly going down, stretching out into a bowl-like  shape of this large, deep, chamber-like hall with dark void of night's sky far above their heads acting like its ceiling. Small narrow streams of water were gushing from both sides of rock walls, trickling down around this bowl-shaped hall [22:18:06] in shallow wirlpool. The 'bowl' itself, many meters wide, was littered with something that ponies couldn't see in the darkness from their spot, but they definitely resembled... boxes... [22:18:35] [Wooden, or cardboard?] [22:18:54] [Too far to judge... just dark box shapes in the darkness.] [22:19:00] [implying we have cardboard....] [22:19:11] GoldenTouch steps closer toward the shapes, crossbow at the ready [22:19:28] Liven walks closer as well, his... hoves at the ready. [22:22:11] The closer their torches reach littered space, the more familiar blurry shapes become to them - piled up, cracked wooden boxes covered and wrapped in dirty tattered and sliced cloth pieces. Numerous cracked and shattered pieces of glass covering the dump-like place with putrid smell radiating from it. [22:22:12] High_Tide follows [22:22:16] GoldenTouch read >hoves as "hoes" [22:22:29] "I dont like the smell of this.." [22:22:48] "Hmm... lotta trash..." [22:22:50] GreenHoof creeps up to one of the boxes before tipping it over. [22:23:02] Sugarcoat [~S@192.195.154.204] has quit IRC: Read error: Connection reset by peer [22:23:15] [is it big enough to fit over a pony?] [22:23:16] Sugarcoat [~S@192.195.154.204] has joined #FourCannonPnP [22:23:16] !roll d20 [22:23:17] 18 == 18 [22:23:19] Liven doesn't seem phased by the smell; he's from New Jersey origionally, after all. [22:24:01] Snow_Blind [~kvirc@cpe-98-15-182-142.hvc.res.rr.com] is now known as Forstbite[SB] [22:24:12] GoldenTouch covers his nose as hoof flips said object [22:25:16] High_Tide groans under his breath, covering his nose as he shines his horn on it to get a look [22:26:21] Liven gets a bit closer to get a better look. [22:27:28] Only several boxes were pony sized, but most of them were half their size. One could describe the smell as putrid, vomit combined with rot... glassy shards were covered by more textile pieces, some resembling clothes, some curtains, some other cloth - all dirty, stained and wet. The box that Hoof decided to push gave in quite easily, slapping one of its end against wet rock, loudly [22:27:28] resonating with walls around them... [22:27:28] "Property of Equestria." [22:28:56] The label on the box had a clearly visible, but dirty crest stickered to it... [22:29:23] "Whats in the boxes?" [22:29:24] "Guys, we can't get distracted. We need to press on, look for signs of Nix." [22:29:51] GreenHoof tilts his head. hearing Liven, he snaps out of his curious stupor and turns around. "Right. Let's go." [22:29:58] "Can't really parse much through this..." [22:30:24] Liven blinks for a second. "Wait... thes boxes. They're the same ones the clinic had early on..." [22:30:43] High_Tide stares at the boxes with a frown. "Yeah, I remember them..." [22:31:03] Liven takes a breath. "We can check them later, come on, Nix could be dying!" [22:31:05] "Lets move then." [22:31:12] "We can process this info later." [22:31:23] GoldenTouch nods trying not to breath [22:32:22] High_Tide nods and follows [22:32:40] GoldenTouch feels the sudden urge to hit tide [22:32:47] Liven takes another sniff. "Wait... something doesn't smell right..." [22:35:12] [/me has a feeling we're just spinning our wheels here tonight :/] [22:35:24] "Lets go. [22:35:41] It wasn't smelling quite right, that's for sure - as some faint and unsettling aroma was lingering in the air. [22:35:41] Liven sniffs around. "I know that smell... it's not garbage..." [22:35:59] "Oh?" [22:35:59] "Hmm?" [22:36:01] "vut eh it" he says with a clogged nose [22:36:17] [[ Is it the sweet smell of death? ]] [22:36:38] Liven shakes his head. "I may be paranoid, but it reminds me of a body. Let's... let's keep going..." [22:38:55] [Like Sarge?] [22:39:06] Liven looks around for any other passages around here that may take them deeer. [22:39:19] [Naw, I already have his bones] [22:40:57] *deeper [22:41:05] [Sarge's ghost was retconned, yes?] [22:41:23] [i hope] [22:41:29] [... loading - one sec] [22:41:37] [k] [22:41:50] [we've been questing for......6 hours] [22:42:31] Forstbite[SB] [~kvirc@cpe-98-15-182-142.hvc.res.rr.com] is now known as Frostbite[SB] [22:43:38] [/me wonders is someone died, hue] [22:44:12] [?] [22:44:21] [we're all still here] [22:44:38] [[ i am ]] [22:45:18] [There we go~] [22:45:29] When the group begins to move out, away from the dump in direction of a yet another passage, blinking eyes appear above their heads, with same bright yellow dots flashing up in dark night, staring down at ponies below... [22:46:04] High_Tide 's ears flatten as he glances up. "Oh..." [22:46:24] Liven frowns as he takes a look up. "Balls..." [22:46:46] GreenHoof looks up at the yellow dots, gulping in a slight twinge of fear. He brings his crossbow close. "Guys... I don't think we're gonna find Nix tonight. I think we're just... out in the woods... late at night." [22:47:24] Weathervane groans as she looks up. "Hmm..." [22:47:29] The growling shapes continue to look as something big of a bird like shape rushes above, right in the middle of the sky, flapping its wings. Its eyes flash with a brighter yellow glow, "Cuck--hhoooooo...." [22:48:13] [[ so its flying at us? ]] [22:48:15] The voice becomes louder, almost ghost-like, streaming through entire chamber, "Vo... kiv ik viv ks'-e ku'f va te-gsup!" [22:48:32] Liven quickly covers and averts his eyes from their glare. [22:48:39] The flapping beast flaps its wings, covering far in the sky [22:48:52] GoldenTouch has no idea what it's saying, but sees liven doing the same thing, so he also covers his ears [22:49:29] High_Tide stares up at the creatures with a frown, glancing at Golden and Liven inquisitively [22:49:45] GreenHoof feels terror strike through his hard at the odd language, confirming that these are intelligent, and obviously mal-intented, beings. He looks to Tide, then Golden, then looks back up [22:49:50] heart* [22:50:05] Weathervane shudders at the strange voice in the foreign language, unable to make out its language so instead trying to offer an uneasy smile. [22:50:36] "Ik eian gu'p... k-up', puos- vil uhn VOS?!!" it nearly growls out with echoing, otherworldly voice, as if numerous people where chiming it out in a choir [22:51:06] GoldenTouch sees the others arn't bursting into flames or anything so he uncovers his ears "Thats the bird I was chasing, I think we need to get out of here...we're obviously on the right track if something is trying to stop us" [22:51:11] "U-uh..." [22:51:13] Twisted wolves growl louder at the last word, casting their glowing glare up at the large bird [22:51:27] Al_Dente looks up at the large bird like thing with the torch and sticks close to Weather and Hoof, pushing everyone closer to one another. "Lets get the fuck outta here." [22:51:43] "I don't think they'll let us..." [22:52:04] "Uno voh ekk gu' Ik... sove. Ik. Sav. Ta. Nur... hoo- mans." [22:52:15] GreenHoof huddles a bit closer to the group, watching, terrified. [22:52:29] High_Tide pauses, widening his stance. "...What did it say?" [22:52:34] "Humans?" [22:52:39] "H-h...Humans..." [22:52:41] Liven shivers a bit. "Humans... it knows what we are..." [22:53:20] "Does it understand?" [22:53:36] "I...I think it does...." [22:54:00] Liven takes a deep breath and calms himself. "If you have our friend, give him back to us, now!" [22:54:54] "I'm not sure... it's hard to judge just yet, but..." She tries to offer a congenial look on her face as she looks up to the bird. "Just as long as we stay off its bad side..." [22:56:23] The large bird remains in air, each flap of its wings accomponied by growling timberwolves, "Rhe-turn t'u 'ouhm, hoo -mans.", it hisses with a half-avian shriek, "'Yhu s'rround-heed, b'y 'vekhsu." [22:57:07] Al_Dente takes a deep breath and looks at the other ponies "Speak english?" Cant help but ask in vain. [22:58:27] Weathervane winces. "Trying to make it out... you want us to go home, huh?" [22:58:52] High_Tide nods. "It does..." Tide mutters. "But does it know where Phoenix is...?" [22:59:16] "Gu'l eht nu's teer hol... vos.", its eyes glare brighter, eyes darting at Weather, "'Yhu 'av dohn en'ugh-t d'amheege." [22:59:30] Liven growls a bit. "Well leaven when we get Phoenix Down!" he demands. [22:59:42] Al_Dente looks at Weather and looks back up at it with wide eyes. "Holy shit..." [23:01:09] GreenHoof trembles a bit, but doesn't move, partly out of fear, and partly out of wanting to stand his ground. "W-we don't want to hurt anyone. J-just want our friend back...?" [23:01:12] Weathervane looks up to the bird and keeps her eyes turned down, subtly sharing the glance. "We apologize for tresspassing... it's just that we lost our friend, and we're trying to see what all we can do to get him back. We don't know where he is or who took him, so we're just trying to find what we can." [23:01:31] GoldenTouch now can start to make out exactly what its saying, weather is doing perfect [23:01:37] GreenHoof nods shakily at Weather's words. [23:01:50] Al_Dente trots close to Weather and looks up at the massive flying bird [23:03:02] GoldenTouch thinks of something and pulls out phoenix's necklace if he doesn't understand words [23:03:08] GoldenTouch shows it to them up top [23:04:34] The large bird's glare switches to Liven, with only bright yellow lights shining through darkness, "Y'huu 'ruh nut ent-ihtleed tu ah'y kial'so, hoo-man.", the bird shrieks in his direction, before its gaze drifts between ponies, stopping at Weathervane, "Is'h laa-te, nu's orh' paaa'hs. 'Yhu 'hav- ha'rth ser'ph nu'it at- 'ouhm!" [23:06:05] The bird's gaze darts at the amulet, staring closely at it in silence... as if it was contemplating something, the growling noise from timberwolves lowering down, their eyes still staring at the bird."" [23:06:17] Liven stands his ground and breathes, looking up at the thing. "I'm not entitled... to..." he has trouble making out that last word before hearing what is says to Weather, it getting harder and harder to tell wht its saying. [23:07:15] GoldenTouch thinks the language is getting harder to understand the drunker able gets [23:07:24] [kek] [23:07:30] [hahah] [23:08:45] Flora [webchat@75.10.153.126] has quit IRC: Ping timeout: 190 seconds [23:10:54] Weathervane shakes her head as she tries to make the most of the broken language. "We've been travelling for a long time, since before sunset... We had nothing to go off of since the tracks went cold, so we just went off going northwest. It took us to the ravine, and... well, here we are." She looks up with pleading eyes to the bird. "We had no intention of being out this long or going this [23:10:54] Weathervane far... we're just worried about Phoenix! He was stolen, and he's beloved by everyone here, and the rest of the town..." She sighs. "Turns out we're just as lost as him..." [23:11:53] Al_Dente looks down and closes his eyes thinking of a certian guard captain [23:12:08] GreenHoof nods in agreement with Weather. No one could've said it better. [23:13:24] Liven stays silent and nods his head as well. He won't ever forget the doctor who stayed by his side at the clinic, who worked so tirelessly for the people of Four Cannon... [23:16:29] GoldenTouch looks at the necklace of phoes...every bit of time, when they first called themselves the gruesome twosome... the pain they went through on quests, finding out he'd be a dad too, having his best man at his wedding...when star died and he was there...just like a best friend would...he can't just forget about him like that...he'd be out here after him if the situation was reversed.... [23:22:28] The bird blinks several times in silence, listening to their words, especially the winged mare below, "T'he humm'inheenk biiird... ohf, b'ighkt reeb'irrth. Figh-tin sil-hence, ah-'ll alon... Sh-eds of laikht, tra'veel-ling tg-hrou' s-shahdoous, seah...r-'ching fir- sourc'ah of rheys, of sarro'-whs... the humm'inheenk bird is tighkt-leh siiile'd. It's figh't gios oan till morhni'ng... [23:22:28] B-huut it-s-ah baht'tle tha' onleeh h'e, ca'n bes'tah aginste-h of 'em. Sova, lit'e hoo-mans as h'e is to-oah farh ap-'art, an' even'uh i-fh laikht will-eh ree'ch it-s-ah sourc-ah, but humm'inheenk biiird ha'veh loss't - won't mat-ter teahrs of sadnahs, sorrowah, asss-s the're is'k no re-hbirth. " [23:23:35] High_Tide closes his eye, trying to piece together what its saying. [23:25:19] Liven does the same as Tide, working to figure out its broken words. Something about... a bird... silence, fighting... Gah, it's all so confusing to the zebra... [23:25:21] "The human bird of flight...fighting in silence...all alone...shreds of light,traveling through shadows, searching for source of reys, of sorrows...the human bird is...its fight going on till morning" [23:25:56] GreenHoof looks to Golden in shock, what the bird said suddenly making sense. [23:26:39] "But the battle that only he can best agaisnt? soon little humans...as he is too far apart an even if light will reach its source...but human bird hasn't lost...wont matter, tears of sadness, sorrow, as there is no rebirth..." [23:26:48] [did the bird call you all faggots? that's what I understood[ [23:26:48] "..." [23:26:53] GoldenTouch got that [23:27:02] [kek] [23:27:26] "I don't understand... Phoenix is fighting something until morning?" [23:27:34] GreenHoof 's jaw drops, trying to absorb and process the information while staring up at the big bird. [23:27:44] "Does it look in his favor?" [23:27:49] Weathervane smirks as she tries to listen, determining as much sense from the language as she can. "Poetic... we just want to do what we can to make sure Phoenix doesn't go through this alone. If he's going through pain, we just want to be there to help him heal." [23:28:37] Liven grins at Weather's statement. "We'll be there for him, even if we have to march through hell itself!" [23:30:26] "..." He nods at these statements "What direction is he...we promise we'll bring you all no harm...you want us to return you said, are you part of the problem? or are we to trust your word!?" [23:34:38] It's words echo down like that of a whispering phantom, flapping with each swish, "Humm'inheeng biiird ohf b'ightkt reeb'irrth, is to-oah far'eh - up-ah i'n a co'lden vi'st alos - noo-t foun'dee-un't - foth ah townk of'ah cold eck rest'uhlesah dee-ad'i. No-rteress va'ni o eee townk'ah och oss'ah - townk - o'fah - Ne-ath'her-un'i-o'mancer'ak.", the bird hisses and ascends a bit uppoer, [23:34:38] "Rhe-turn t'u 'ouhm, hoo-man's eck... 'hu read'ok th'pie-cah th't u'aveh a'n hel'pah humm'inheeng biiird fin'deh re'sth." [23:35:55] GoldenTouch leaves it up to someone to translate [23:37:33] High_Tide shakes his head, unable to follow this. [23:39:13] Liven grunts and scratches his head. "Humming bird of... bright rebirth(?)... is too far up in a... cold... something... gah, I can't understand the words!" [23:40:11] "Human bird of flight... uh... too far...? N-neathermancer? Return to human? Human bird find... rest?" [23:40:24] GreenHoof shakes his head, unable to really understand. [23:41:31] "Human bird of flight rebirth, is to far up ah in a golden mist alos, not found... for ah town of cold eck rest dead?" he tries the first sentnce [23:42:25] "Pheonix is hidden by a mist to keep him hidden...." [23:43:18] "And the last bit was something like... return to home... humans, hu readd the okay pie... that haven't helped? human bird find rest? [23:43:23] "I think I can get some of that, but the uncertainty is the worst." [23:43:27] "That havn't helped....?" [23:43:50] GoldenTouch thinks of an idea from that.... [23:44:09] Weathervane glances up a little bit in a panic. "But how can we make sure he's back safely? These... mancers? They don't seem like the kind who would keep him safe until we can have a chance to reach him..." [23:45:10] Sugarcoat [~S@192.195.154.204] has quit IRC: Quit: Leaving. [23:46:51] Sugarcoat [~S@192.195.154.204] has joined #FourCannonPnP [23:47:37] Nova_Flux [~Nova_Flux@99-92-69-161.lightspeed.elpstx.sbcglobal.net] is now known as Nova_Devistated [23:47:48] Rain_Drop [~Rain@mo-184-6-73-251.dhcp.embarqhsd.net] has quit IRC: [23:48:01] Alerderna [~Alerderna@CPE00222d90fb5e-CM00222d90fb5a.cpe.net.cable.rogers.com] has joined #FourCannonPnP [23:48:56] Liven coughs a bit at the awkward silence. [23:49:32] High_Tide shakes his head. He's confused, tired, and is having a hard time keeping up. [23:49:37] The bird flaps its wings, ascending up towards sky, "Ne'ath'her'un'i-o'mancer'ak och townk oh'k co'lden, rest'uhlesah dee-ad'i... is'ck no'ht of ah-hem: Kavs'her-it'o set uk'it. Diff-ehrn't. Rhe-turn ... ah seeneh t'he pie'cah. Y'hu read'ok it'ah a'n hel'pah humm'inheeng biiird. Th'k figh'eh en'ds 'oonah - m-orni'ngh." [23:50:44] GreenHoof watches the bird ascend, trying to decipher it's words but mostly failing. [23:51:09] "The fight ends... on the.. morning? What happens in the morning?!" [23:51:12] Liven thinks its saying he and the others have to get to town... some fight ending in the morning... but this is just giving him a headace. [23:52:06] "Rhe-turn... o'rah fin-deh yhu'r ... dee-ad'i... laa-hetah...", the bird squaks as its voice mellows, "T'eha pap-er....... " [23:52:18] "... cuckoo." [23:52:18] "Thank you!" [23:52:55] GoldenTouch nods... [23:53:16] Al_Dente looks at Weather and Hoof, "Im shocked that damn thing helped us somehow. I thought we were fucked." [23:53:24] The large bird almost freezes in the air, singing it's echoing song, before with several large flaps - disappears. [23:53:27] [/me oocly lost his shit at the extra "... cuckoo"] [23:53:35] [huehuehue] [23:53:35] "We come back in the morning...If i know phoe, he's probably charging headfirst at whatever he's fighting" [23:53:58] High_Tide stares blankly, looking around. "So... Phoenix is gonna be okay?" [23:54:10] Liven tilts his head a bit. "You understood that? What... what do we do?" [23:54:17] GreenHoof nods, his mind full of wat. He looks to the others. "I... I guess we have to come back tomorrow..." [23:55:02] Nova_Devistated [~Nova_Flux@99-92-69-161.lightspeed.elpstx.sbcglobal.net] is now known as Nova_Flux [23:55:06] The wolf-like figures lower their gazes down at ponies, their quiet growling... resuming. [23:55:19] Liven holds in a groan, he hates waiting. "Well then... lead the way..." [23:55:23] "We get some shut eye....phoe I know will make it out.." the resuming growlign doesn't amuse him [23:55:32] Rain-Drop [~FourCanno@mo-184-6-73-251.dhcp.embarqhsd.net] has joined #FourCannonPnP [23:55:35] "We still have them it looks like now...." [23:55:53] "Lets get the fuck out of here, check out the crates and see. But lets be out in no more than.... Well we should." [23:56:28] GreenHoof gives a grunt-ish sigh, looking around at the wolves. He holds his crossbow close. "No, fuck the crates. We got bigger problems. Let's just try to get out of here without a fight." [23:57:58] "Yeah.. they smelled like corpses anyways. Let's get out of here..." [23:58:27] Liven will check for bodies later, though he's just glad now it's not Nix's body he'll be digging out. [23:58:59] Weathervane looks down and sighs exhaustedly, disheveled, dirty, and defeated in the wake of their unsuccessful attempt at recovering Phoenix up to this point. She sees the bird fly up to sort through the syllables, though her tired mind has left her stuck in the puzzle as she tries to think over the words. "Hmm... the pictures. read over it and help... fight ends in the morning... I dunno..." [23:58:59] Weathervane She shrugs and scratches her head. "But yeah... it's beyond me for now. Think we all need a little rest..." [23:59:15] GoldenTouch nods "Lets go..." he yells up at the wolves "YA HEAR THAT? WE'RE GOING BACK," [23:59:31] GreenHoof turns around, starting to head back the way they came slowly [23:59:43] Al_Dente nods and looks at the other ponies and nods, rotating his torch as he keeps it burning evenly and holding his crossbow close. "Ok, lets just get the fuck outta here. Same way we came.": [00:00:13] GoldenTouch wants to go to sleep...its 1 am on a school night [00:00:22] One of the wolves snarled at Golden's shout, with others following suit. [00:00:23] Liven goes with the group, covering their 6 just in case there's a surprise attack from behind. [00:01:43] High_Tide walks backwards with the group, not showing his back to the wolves.