[BERRY]
 
“Hey Red, think you can take one of those red bottles and split it between these two? Maybe get their flanks up.”
>”I’m not sure Berry, I think AJ’s getting hypothermia, but I’ll do my best…”
>Red removes her cloak and wraps it over AJ’s, and then she removes a bottle from Anon’s belt and splits it between them.
>Red used Anon’s Medium Healing Potion
>33% to Anonymous
>+43 HP<
Anon: [HP: 73/130, KO][MP: 20/20]
>33% to Applejack
>+80 HP<
AJ: [HP: 175/240, B, KO]
>With the warming effects of the potion taking place, AJ stops shivering, but her color is still off, and she’s still wet in the midst of a blizzard.
“I think we need to get out of this stupid wind and find a house or something… Can we still use the outpost?”
>Everyone gives you a bored expression.
“Right, heh…”
>All of a sudden, your mind becomes filled with tons of ideas and thoughts that you feel as if they were not your own, but they’re good ideas nonetheless!
“Okay, if we can’t use that outpost there, then let’s get all the shit we can, find a sled or something so we can drag those two guys over there back home with us, look for things to keep us protected from this cold, like blankets or rags. In fact, we should relight our torches, don’t know why the hell Anon told us to put them out…”
>You pull out your matchbox and light one up, each member eagerly letting their torches relight and bring heat and warmth to the area.
[-1 match]
“And since we’re looking, see if we can find any extra torches or supplies, maybe notes on what happened here.”
>Everyone is silent.
“What?”
>Gable intervenes here.
>”It’s just… Never seen you take charge. It’s a refreshing change.”
“Well, our ringleader is sort of clonked out of his ass, so… Let’s get to work?”
>They all nod and they prop up Anon on Iron Will, and AJ on Gable.
>You and the group return to the Outpost, and get to searching.
 
>...
[SEARCHING FOR SUPPLIES . . .]
[ATTENDING TO LIST . . .]
 
Blankets - (4)
Torches - (2)
Sleds - (1)
Medkit - (0)
Supply Medkit - (1)
Rags/Cloth - (5)
Outpost Paraphernalia  - (2)
Other - (1)
 
[LOOT]
[LIFE-DRAINED GUARD #1] - Badge I.D. (Iron Aegis - Lieutenant), Journal
[LIFE-DRAINED GUARD #2] - Badge I.D. (Bastion Aurora - Corporal)
[SHADOW-CORRUPTED GUARD] - Badge I.D. (Tidal Wave - Officer), Royal Pass, Missive from Shining Armor
[BATTLEGROUND] - Hunting Bow, Quiver (3 yew arrows)
[COMPILING LIST . . .]
 
[You have found 4 Blankets, 2 Torches, 1 Sled, 1 Supply Medkit, 5 Rags, a Bulletin about the increased aggressive behavior of animals, Iron Aegis’ Journal, a Tobacco-filled Pipe, a Magically-preserved Instant Dinner, 3 Badge I.D.’s, a Royal Pass, a Missive from Shining Armor, 1 Hunting Bow, and 1 Quiver (3a)!]
>...
 
>It takes a little while to scavenge the destroyed outpost, but you finish along with the rest of them and take a quick glance at the half-broken clock.
>It’s just about 10 P.M.
“Okay, let’s get these guys on the sled, I have an idea.”
>Gable carefully lumps AJ onto the found emergency sled, still trying to unfreeze his wings.
>”I have to ask, is this what you’re like sober?”
>You give him a very cautious look.
>”Sorry, sorry. Just wondering…”
>He tightens his headband and helps Iron Will throw Anon onto the sled next, then you and Pinkie drag the life-drained guards onto it.
>There’s just barely enough room for the four of them layed out like this, and AJ is still shivering.
“Okay, blankets on them…”
>You pull out the blankets you found looking through the building and your group helps you drape two of them over each set, then the other two for extra insulation.
“Okay, Pinkie, can you get AJ’s rope off her, and you get Anon’s rope, Red, and we’ll tie these blankets down, because these totally aren’t gonna stay with this kind of wind!”
>Pinkie and Redheart comply and take the ropes from the respective members and tie down the blanket, creating a little cocoon for them.
>Red notices that AJ is still shivering intently.
>”We need some sort of fire source, or she isn’t going to last long like this.”
>You think for a moment, brushing your snow-drifted mane out of your eyes.
“Uuh… okay, Pinkie!”
>”Huh?”
“AJ needs a lot of support right now, so you need to give her the biggest, longest hug you’ve ever given anypony, okay?”
>”Okey dokey Berry-loki!”
>She bounds over and wraps herself around AJ’s shivering form.
>”Oooooh she’s c-c-c-cold-d-d-d-d…”
>Hopefully that’ll buy her some more time.
>You frantically look around for something you can use as a heat source, because the torches were the only thing keeping the rest of you from a cold, bitter end.
>You take a swig of your flask after such hard work, and you look over at the fireplace, seeing it completely blown away with snow and ruining the logs that were previously hosting such a toasty fire.
“Hey, Anon’s got firewood, right?”
>Redheart, who had retreated to his unconscious body after the searching was finished, begins looking through his bag.
>”I think so… aha, here!”
>She pulls out three of the logs that he so oddly stowed with the rest of his things, and Iron Will and Gable, like the gentlecolts they are, move out the ruined snow-drifted logs, and you place them new ones in, dousing them with a bit of your rum and setting them alight with your lit torch.
>After a minute or so of tending, there was now a roaring flame in the half-destroyed fireplace, the sled the closest to it to keep the lazies from freezing.
>Now it’s nearing 10:30 P.M., the temperatures are going into dangerous subzero temperatures, and you have no foreseeable shelter for miles, sans maybe the cave on the way home.
>The party is surviving, but the torches have grown much dimmer than their first lit existence.
>What would you like to do?
 
 
 
[You give Redheart a Supply Medkit.]
>There’s nothing else to do at this point besides stay near the fire and stay warm.
“So… What now? Should we stay here? I mean, it’s a bit late to be charging into a snowstorm…”
>Redheart shakes her head to this notion.
>”We don’t have enough firewood or supplies to keep up the flames through the night… It’s not going to get much warmer during the day, either.”
“Then should we start heading back?”
>They all look around at each other, Gable breaking the lingering silence that follows.
>”We don’t have much of a choice, do we?”
>He flaps his thawed wings and holds them closer to the flames, making sure they were alright, most likely.
“We could head out to the cave we passed here, maybe… sleep there? Wind won’t ruin any fire we make inside.”
>Pinkie doesn’t look enthused by this idea.
>”But w-what if there’s more yetis, o-or bears, or big giant pumpkin monsters?!”
>Red facehoofs.
>”Why would there be pumpkin monsters out in the Tundra, Pinkie?”
>”I’ve seen them everywhere! They’re just like parasprites!”
“Alright, alright. Don’t worry Pinkie, if there’s anymore yetis, we’ll take care of it, okay?”
>Her ears fall.
“I mean, not like that. We can probably put it to sleep or something, right?”
>Redheart nods.
>”He does have those sleeping darts…”
“See? We’ll be fine…”
>You take a sizable slug of your flask to get your buzz back on, and you start looking through some of the notes you found while the others start getting ready.
>You begin with the Journal you took off of Iron Aegis.
 
>There are 5 entries.
-Date: Yesterday
-Date: 3 days ago
-Date: 4 days ago
-Date: 1 week ago
-Date: Tonight, approx. 6 P.M.
 
>Which would you like to view?
 
 
 
[IRON AEGIS’ JOURNAL]
>1 week ago
 
Dear Journal,
 
Can’t really say I’m into doing stuff like this. I could never finish a mandatory essay on time, let alone have enough motivation to write something on my own time. That’s probably why I flunked out of school in the first place, now that I think about it. Maybe mom wouldn’t have shipped me off to military school if I passed. Anyways, my wife was the one who bugged me into doing this, so I’ll do it for her. Well, I’m a bit late on the draw, but better late than never, right? Hoping that we can get some confirmation on any chance of getting supplies. We won’t last much longer in this cold if we don’t.
 
>4 days ago
 
Dear Journal,
 
Finally got some confirmation from Rusty Ratchet. After a brutal three months, we’re finally getting some more supplies. We were running dangerously low and I’m tired of having to share my veggie pot pies with Bastion. I like the guy, but he’s just a hog when it comes to food. I’m pretty sure I saw him eating meat, so I’m definitely watching my flank.
 
Anyways, Officer Tidal Wave is coming down with a full caravan and two other guards to replace us for the next six months. I’ll finally get home to my wife. She’ll probably be going into labor the minute she sees me, and we might actually be able to start our family. I really hope it’s a colt.
 
>3 days ago
 
Dear Journal,
 
Something isn’t right here. Tidal Wave got here today, but there wasn’t anypony with him. We asked him what was wrong, because he looked tired as hell. His eyes were even a little foggy, but he insisted he was fine. I don’t really trust him on that, but so long as I get out of here soon, I don’t care if he starts eating the logs in the fireplace.
 
I got a letter from her today. She’s already in the hospital. If Wave hadn’t screwed up, I would be going home to see her right now. It’s maddening to think we’re barely six miles apart and there’s no way for me to go home. I didn’t even get to see the birth of my young. But at least I’ll be happy with them for the rest of my life.
 
>Yesterday
 
Dear Journal,
 
Well, shit. Today’s just been fantastic. First Tidal Wave comes in acting like a brainwashed oaf, and then he attacks me for no good reason. After a short scuffle, I had no choice but to knock him out. I hate to admit it, but I’m still a bit shaken. There was more to it than just him being agitated, but I can’t pinpoint it. Something about his appearance was off.
 
I’m held up in my room right now with the door locked behind me. Tidal’s in the other room. I’m not going back out to check. I’m just going to sit in here, pack my things, and get ready to come home, because I miss her, and I just… I just want to come home.
 
>6 P.M.
 
Dear Journal,
 
I don’t know what it is, but Wave’s gone completely insane. He’s just yelling and babbling incoherently, screaming his damn head off. Bastion tried to calm him down, but he’s not listening to reason. His eyes are black and he’s got no color in his fur… there’s something seriously wrong with him. If he gets too dangerous…
 
Now he’s bashing against my door. I don’t hear Bastion anymore. He’s dead. He’s fucking dead. I don’t know what to do, this thing doesn’t even sound equine anymore, it’s just guttural noises, he’s fucking insane, I’m getting my spear and I’m going to end him, right here! White Dawn, if you read this, know that I love you and cherish you, and please take care of our foal. I love you so-[Writing becomes illegible]
[The rest of the page is torn with blackened edges here.]
 
>You try your best not to cry in front of the others.
>They don’t need to look at something like this right now, not when you’ve had such hard times out here.
>Not even another drink can help with this.
>You attempt to block what you just read out of your mind as you pick up the missive, in hopes that whatever you read here will ease your heart.
 
[SHINING ARMOR’S MISSIVE]
 
NAME: IRON AEGIS
RANK: LIEUTENANT
DATE: Approx. 1 week ago
CODE: ORANGE
 
Lieutenant,
 
It has come to my attention that your platoon has recently been removed from service in the Crystal Palace. Do not be alarmed at this action, as it does not mean that you’re out of a job. The Palace has been quarantined due to an illness that my wife, Princess Cadance, is suffering. She is cautious of her ailment and does not wish to afflict any other ponies with whatever she’s come down with, so your platoon has been relocated back to the guard station. It’s best this way, as there’s been an increase of crimes on the streets these past few weeks.
 
In more personal news, you might just be home to see the tournament. First annual one of the Crystal Fair, I’m really pumped to see what kind of fighters come to it, especially since Celestia’s done such a good job keeping the peace all these years. No action, know what I’m saying? Of course, I have to wait to judge until after I make sure Cadance is okay. I’ve never heard of an illness that takes the color out of your eyes and gives you grody mood swings, but I’m sticking with her through it all. Anyways, I hope you’ll be here so we can share a few drinks.
 
[Guard-Captain’s Signature]
Shining Armor
 
[End Document]
 
>Wow, looks like Iron Aegis is on his way to a promotion.
>At least, if he survives out here.
>Wait… What was that you just read about Princess Cadance?
“Oh… Oh no.”
>They all look back at you, Iron Will speaking first.
>”What’s going on, lovepunch?”
“The shadow got Cadance.”
>Redheart immediately gallops over to you and starts reading the missive you’re holding in your hooves.
>”We need to go. Now.”
>You really do need to get moving.
>The majority of the party is ready now, and it’s nearing 11 P.M.
>What would you like to do?
 
 
 
“Alright, let’s get off our flanks and get out of this dump. If we go quick, we can get back to the cave and save our heat before we freeze to death. Just let me do something real quick…”
>You quickly scan the outpost for one last time to find some sort of container.
>Anon has a penchant for collecting stuff like this, so you decided to get some of that black gunk for him.
>After a minute of searching and protests from the group, you finally find a little bowl with a lid you can use.
>You then approach the overturned table, and the sight on the broadside nearly makes you vomit.
>What was formerly Officer Tidal Wave had been anchored to the table by his head with the odd shadow stuff, but now that the table’s flipped, it looks more like the shadow had replaced his skin and it just wasn’t attached anymore.
>You’re looking at rotten brains.
>You stick a hoof over your mouth and suppress your gag reflex, not wanting to lose your buzz or taste acid for the next day, and you bring the container close to it.
>You very carefully begin to use the claws on your horseshoes to scrape off bits and pieces that looked deader than the rest, and when you think you’ve gotten enough, you cap it and throw it in your bag.
[ACQUIRED BOWL OF SHADOWY SUBSTANCE]
>Once everything is said and done, you rejoin the group and give them a toothy grin.
“Alright, ready. Keep the torches close, let’s get this firewood put out and take it with us. Iron, baby, can you pull the sled with Gable?”
>”Oh right I can, sugarberry.”
>It still sickens you, but you aren’t about to screw up a good night with him.
>You, Redheart and Pinkie take to putting out the flames and collecting what firewood is left while Iron Will and Gable strap themselves to each individual rope pulling the sled.
“Ready?”
>They all agree, and Iron and Gable start heaving, the snow beginning to pile around the edges of the sled as it’s dragged across the tundra.
>You and the party are now on your way back.
>While you are walking, you stay back near Pinkie and wait until Redheart gets involved in a conversation with Gable, then you speak lowly so nopony else hears.
“So, Pinkie…”
>”Hi Berry! What’s up?”
>A grin spreads across your muzzle as your devious idea hatches.
“I know Gable was just in the heat of the moment, but he was right, you know… I’ve seen you eye Anon a lot lately. Acting all weird around him like a filly with her first crush.”
>Pinkie’s cheeks blaze red instantly, and she stops bouncing.
“Don’t worry, I won’t tell nopony. Just for the record, uh.. Anon cares about you too.”
>She makes a tiny gasp, her big blue eyes staring right into your own magenta irises.
>”You really really think so?”
“Then again, he cares about all of us. He’s always helping someone with a problem whenever he sees it, like the good ol’ hero he is.”
>You could’ve sworn her mane got a little flatter when you say this.
“But…”
>Then it gets poofier.
“It’s not hopeless. If you want a piece of that, you just gotta ask Red. They probably wouldn’t mind, you know, being ‘open’.”
>She doesn’t say anything, obviously a little too embarrassed to keep up the conversation.
>It’s really strange, you’d think with the way she acts and being so outgoing and upfront about everything that she’d have been a little more… experienced. Like you.
>But you can’t always assume things.
>For example, you assumed she’d be into that foursome when you and Anon teamed up.
>That was more just to get with him, though.
>You still wouldn’t mind having a shot with that guy, but he and Redheart seem to have a really strong, faithful love.
>You’d only get in between it if they both asked you, that’s for sure.
>In any case, you decide to do a little more chopping so you didn’t run out during the night.
 
[SEARCHING FOR FIREWOOD . . .]
>There’s nothing in the basic plains of the tundra.
 
>After nearly an hour of travel, you finally come back to the diverging triple fork of the pathway.
>Wait a minute…
“..Uh.. Does anypony know which way we came from?”
>They look around for track marks, but the blizzard has long since covered their own.
>Not to mention you can’t even find the sign anymore, being buried under nothing but snow.
>There are three paths, but mountainous areas span across each, there being no sign of where the paths goe because of the blizzard’s accumulation.
>Which path do you take?
 
 
>Inspect Window of Reality
[A simple hoof-shaped mirror, it brings deceit to sight when you look into it. When your vision crosses its light, it reflects not what is around it, but what is around its time. It allows you to see a short distance into the future if you are about to make a choice, with vague interpretations of what might happen. There are no restrictions on usage, but take every vision you see with a grain of salt.]
 
 
>A thought crosses your mind that might just save you from turning into icicles.
>You walk over and begin thrashing around Anon’s bag, and you find the Map to the outpost in one of the pockets.
>Opening it, you take a very comprehensive look, and you feel the eyes and breath of the rest of the group hovering right behind your head.
“A little room, jerkwads…”
>They awkwardly shift back as you flick your eyes over the map in concentration.
>It looks like the left path goes back to the mountain pass, the middle path is through a valley, and the right path is the cave!
“Oh yeah, we’re going right, baby. See? I make a great leader.”
>You stick your nose in the air and lead the way, before quickly returning it back to the safety of your coat.
>...
>Another 30 minutes pass before your party finally reaches the maw of the cave.
>Snow drifts at least a house length into it, but this thing was huge anyways, it would be a while before you get to the other side.
>It might still be colder than the north pole, but at least there won’t be any windchill, and the heat’ll be insulated.
>With the rest of them eager to go in, you can smell the slightly pungent smell of sweat coming from the whiff of the cave.
>Do you want to enter the cave? Y/N
 
 
 
>N
>You get a little offput by that smell.
>Is something living in here?
>You slowly step in and look in through the tunnels as best as you can, but without light, it’s futile.
>It doesn’t help that the only light source you have is torches.
>Wait…
“Okay… Maybe it’s a little fishier than I thought. Here, let’s give these two a little more of that healing stuff. I think it’s time we woke up Anon, don’t you think? At least he knows what he’s doing. And a little extra to him, just in case.”
>Redheart nods at you and patters over to the sled, happy to get her hooves out of the snow.
>She reaches under the blanket and fishes out one more of his healing potions to use.
>Used Medium Healing Potion on Anon and AJ
>66% HP
>60%/40%
>40% to Anonymous
>+52 HP<
Anon: [HP: 125/130]
>26% to Applejack
>+62 HP<
AJ: [HP: 240/240]
 
>When Redheart finishes giving each of them their respective doses, you then wave over Pinkie whispering something into her ear.
>She nods at your command, and she suddenly makes a single bound onto Anon, a wide grin on her face as her lips part…
>”NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!”
>”FUCK, WHAT?!”
>He instinctively raises himself up to the loud yell, but is snapped back down by the roped blankets, hitting his head on the sled.
>“Ow…”
“Good to see you up, Anon. How goes the hangover?”
>”Wha…  but I didn’t drink…”
“You did get a nice little shock from the Windigo, though. Let’s help him out, mares…”
>You, Pinkie and Redheart slowly help him slide out of the blanket without disturbing Applejack, and you readjust the ropes so she and the two guards are still well-insulated.
>Once Anon shakes off his exhaustion and replaces his bag on his person, he reaches up and feels his face.
>”Oh…”
>Red affirms his sensation.
>”Whatever that Windigo did, that shadow’s gone out of you.”
>He actually sighs in relief.
>”Awesome… That was not a good idea.”
“We could’ve told you that, dumbass. Anyways, we’re backtracking through here, and we went through the caves this time so we can get some sleep and ride out the night. Good plan?”
>He nods after a moment.
>”Probably for the best… Why’d you wake me up, again?”
“Use those nostrils for a change and find out.”
>You point your hoof out at the cave entrance.
>Anon’s nose flares as he sniffs, and his eyes widen slightly.
>”I think that’s just the musk of the cave. But you’re right, it’s best to be prepared…”
>At least he smells it too, good for nothins’.
>With Anon awake, you feel a bit safer and braver to enter the cave now.
>Do you wish to enter the cave? Y/N
 
 
 
>Y
“You're right, Anon. Might be nothing... but I don't want to wake up with some hulking monster right on top of me, at least not without my permission.”
>You give a little wink to Iron, who waves at you with those magical fingers.
>A few of the group groan at the resurface of your romance.
>Well screw ‘em, because you’re screwing him!
“Think you could poke around with that dart gun and make sure we're safe to bed down for the night?”
>”I suppose we could, but I only have one dart left right now. I’m gonna have to be careful to make the shot, and not miss like I did before.”
“Yeah, you sucked. But you’ll be better this time-- OH! Can you give us a quick once-over with that medkit of yours, though? Not everyone got checked with the hustle and bustle of the Windigo exploding and all that.”
>”What, it exploded?”
“Yeah, we killed it! Oh, that reminds me…”
[You give Anon Sword of the Windigo Spirit and the Window of Reality.]
“Just wanted to make sure you got these little things, the thing dropped this stuff when it died.”
>”Oh… Alright. I’ll get to work, then…”
>Anonymous begins to check over each party member, patching up those that require it.
>Turns out, Gable wasn’t very healthy right now.
>”I’m fine, we just had bigger issues on our plate.”
>”Yeah, you’ll be fine when you get frostbite on your open wounds, that’s always a nice feeling.”
>Anon uses Medkit on Gable
>25% (+50% skill) = >75%<
>+150 HP<
Gable: [HP: 200/200]
>”...Thanks. You’re still wasting your time, though.”
>Anon nods, patting him on the shoulder.
>”No problem. It’s never wasting time when it’s for a friend’s health.”
>Doctor Anon, the paragon.
“Now that that mushy stuff is over, get that metal-clad ass in there and scout out that cave.”
>Anon removes his torch and lights it off yours, commenting as he does so.
>”Since when did you grow a commanding spine on you?”
“Since you fell three stories into a pile of snow.”
>You take a large swig as he shakes his head with a smile on his face.
>Then he takes his leave, blowdart armed and ready as he lets the torch lead the way.
>You and the rest of your party are now freezing in the snow, waiting for him to affirm safety.
>What would you like to do?
 
 
 
“Since he’s in there, probably wanna be ready if there’s something in there.”
>”Oh, right!”
>Everyone in the group readies their weapons, including you, making sure your claws were ready.
“If we hear anything, we rush in and give him a hoof, alright?”
>”Yeah. I’m not letting my Anon get hurt.”
>”Here we go…”
>”Iron Will’s knuckles are all he needs!”
>”I hope Nonny doesn’t find any pumpkin monsters…”
>You’re all attentive as you wait to hear for any sounds…
>
>”OH MY GOD!”
>You hold your breath, while Pinkie and Red gasp.
>”HE’S EATING ME ALIIIIIVE! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!”
>”ANON!”
>You charge in with your group right behind you, all voices shouting in a united battle cry as you rush into the cave with all your weapons drawn!
>As soon as you see Anon, however, something’s off.
>He’s clutching his sides, not in injury… No, he’s laughing!”
>”hhhaaaahahaha… Y-you guys should see the looks on your faces!”
>Anon laughs so hard he starts snorting, but you’re just absolutely livid.
“I’m not even that much of an asshole when I’m smashed…”
>”Oh c’mon, it was funny!”
>You roll your eyes as Redheart makes a very agitated sigh.
>”Sometimes I just wish I could buck you into next tuesday…”
>”We got time.”
>”Anon!”
>”Sorry, sorry… Got your hearts racing th-OOOOGH!”
>You watch as something smashes into Anon’s side, sending him across the cavern and right into the wall!
[-35 HP]
>From the bottom of the beast’s stomach, a bellowing howl pierces your ears!
>Gable’s the first to spot the creature from the depths of the cave.
>”It’s an Ursa!”
>Redheart’s pupils dilate to pins as the monstrosity comes into view.
>”Ursa… Polaris…”
>The white-furred killer approaches swiftly as Anon regains his composure, jumping in front of the group as the beast rages in!
>The roar seems to awaken more of this animal, and two smaller ursa’s join the mother’s side!
>He blows through his dart, hoping to hit the mother before they have to fight another battle.
>”I can’t fucking see!”
>The dart misses!
>”Shit!”
 
[BATTLE START] [ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vZIuTIYeVOo ]
-Anonymous: [HP: 90/130, KO][MP: 20/20]
>Basic hand to hand combat
>Ogre Dance (0-4 Fail, 5-9 Succeed, confuses enemy)
>Expert spear combat (+15 dmg, ½ crit chance)
>Call Shot (Call specific location to attack, focus dmg and -66% hit chance)
>Shoot dart
>Giga Buster (R, -4 MP, Good attack, +25 MA, 3 turn CD)
>Redheart Cummer (-2 MP, +25 magic dmg, 2 turn CD)
>Flamescythe (-2 MP, Good attack, +10 MA, 4 turn CD)
>Parry (50% hit, deflects enemy atk/counters 50% dmg)
>Heart’s Calling (5tcd, Gives 50% attack boost to entire party for next turn)
>Shoot (R, Shoots F.U.C.K.E.R.)
>Ignite (-2 MP, Fire source, +25 MA, 50% chance to burn for 3 turns, 3tcd)
>Shockwave (-5 MP, AoE +36 MA each, 25% chance to stun for 3 turns each, 7tcd)
>Life Leech (-5 MP, Attach your magical connection to another living being, giving 10% of their health to you)
 
-Redheart: [HP: 130/130]
>Basic Spear Combat
>{S.S.S. +15 dmg with Anon’s/Red’s separate dmg.. 5 turn CD}
>Block (+5 PD and 25% chance to negate all dmg.)
>Parry (50% hit, deflects enemy atk/counters 50% dmg)
>Downforce (Good attack, +12 PA, split between all enemies, 3tcd)
-Pinkie Pie: [HP: 105/105]
>Sugar Rush (+3/+3 PA, hits twice)
>Party cannon (R, x3 damage, 5 turn CD)
>Darkstrike (Epic attack (rnd) single, or Good attack AoE split, 90% chance to bleed enemies hit, 7tcd)
>Parry (50% hit, deflects enemy atk/counters 50% dmg)
>Hypno-Necklace (0-4 fail, 5-9 win, confuses enemy)
-Berry Punch: [HP: 220/220]
>Throw beer bottle
>Drunk Dragon (R, 2.4x multiplier AoE, 4x against wood, 3tcd)
>Fisticuffs (Basic attack)
>Do No Evil (Good Attack, +25 PA, 5tcd)
>Trample (+25 PA, 50% chance to crit for x2.5, 2tcd)
-Gable: [HP: 200/200]
>Expert Hand to Hand Combat (+15 basic attack, 10% chance to crit for x2)
>Winged Fury (x5, 3 turn CD)
>Screech (+15 PA, 20% chance to fear for 5 turns, 3 turn CD)
>Flight (Allows 3-dimensional travel / R, +20 PA, 40% bleed chance for 5 turns, 4 turn CD)
>Rip and Tear (Good attack, 25% bleed chance for 5 turns, 5 turn CD)
-Iron Will: [HP: 275/275]
>Pummel (Basic attack)
>Charge (+25 PA, 2 turn CD)
>Enrage (+75% PA, -25% PD for 5 turns, 8 turn CD)
>Assertive Annihilation (Good attack, 50% chance to stun for 3 turns, 5 turn CD)
>OOOH YEEAAAH (Increases Party defense by 25% for 3 turns, 6 turn CD)
Ursa Polaris: [HP: 750/750]
Polar Cub 1: [HP: 300/300]
Polar Cub 2: [HP: 300/300]
[AWAITING BATTLE COMMANDS]
[ANONYMOUS]
>Uses Heart’s Calling! [5 turn CD]
>Party’s damage increased by 50% next turn!
 
[REDHEART]
>Uses Block!
>+5 PD and ¼ chance to block all damage next turn!
[PINKIE PIE]
>Attacks Ursa Polaris with Darkstrike! [7 turn CD]
>37 (4 RND) = >437<
[-30 PD]
>407<
Ursa Polaris is Bleeding!
Ursa Polaris: [HP: 343/750, B]
[BERRY PUNCH]
>Attacks Ursa Polaris with Trample! [2 turn CD]
>0 (+25 PA)(x2.5 CRITICAL) = >63<
[-30 PD]
>33<
Ursa Polaris: [HP: 310/750, B]
[GABLE]
>Attacks Ursa Polaris with Screech! [3 turn CD]
>3 (+15 PA) = >18<
[-30 PD]
>0<
Ursa Polaris: [HP: 310/750, B]
[IRON WILL]
>Uses Enrage! [8 turn CD]
>Attack power increased by ¾, Defense decreased by ¼ for 5 turns!
[AWAITING ENEMY ATTACKS…]
>Ursa Polaris attacks the party with Matriarch Roar! [5 turn CD]
>3 (+40 PA AoE) = >43 split<
Redheart is afraid! [3 turns]
Pinkie Pie is afraid! [3 turns]
Berry Punch is afraid! [3 turns]
Iron Will is afraid! [3 turns]
Anon: [HP: 83/130]
Red: [HP: 123/130, F]
Pinkie: [HP: 98/105, F]
Berry: [HP: 213/220, F]
Gable: [HP: 193/200]
Iron: [HP: 268/275, F]
>Polar Cub 1 attacks Redheart with Ice Paw! [2 turn CD]
>3/3 (+15 PA/+15 MA)(x1.5)(+25% F bonus) = >68<
[-30 PD, -25 MD]
>13<
Redheart: [HP: 110/130, F]
>Polar Cub 2 attacks Pinkie Pie with Swipe!
>3 (+25 PA)(+25% F bonus) = >35<
[-12 PD]
>23<
Pinkie Pie: [HP: 75/105]
[AWAITING BATTLE COMMANDS]
1
 
[GABLE]
>Gable suddenly runs into the front of the group as the bears begin to charge.
>He gets up on his back feet, spreads his wings, and throws out his claws.
>From his outstretched chest he sucks in, and delivers the most powerful screech you’ve ever heard from him, or any gryphon for that matter right at the family of bears, the sound being so powerful it rumbles the cave’s foundation.
[ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h1-6coVVJ64 ]
>The intimidation of this screech sends the Ursa Polaris and its cubs whimpering and running away out of the cave abroad, completely abandoning their home to get away from Gable!
>The intense volume and fear from the screech terrifies Pinkie Pie and she faints!
Pinkie: [HP: 75/105, KO]
 
[BATTLE END]
 
>That was absolutely terrifying!
>If you were just slightly more drunk, you’d have pissed in your armor.
>You’re completely speechless, staring at Gable like he’s a murderer.
>You eventually get out of the shock, knowing that he was scaring away the bears, but the sound still lingers within your mind.
>Anon’s the first to speak after the horrifying moment.
>”Very impressive… Remind me never to piss you off again.”
>”Duly noted… At least now we have the cave to ourselves, right?”
>He nods, and you take a quick look around.
>Your beneficial friend is holding up his arms, still shaking at Gable’s presence.
>Redheart was recovering, looking over Anon.
>Pinkie’s…
“Pinkie?”
>She’s totally clonked out.
>Anon runs over and kneels down next to her, checking her over.
>”She’s a bit scuffed up, but… what’s that smell?”
>He looks over and clears his throat.
>He subtly moves her a bit backward.
>”Anyways, she just fainted, is all. Pinkie?”
>Anon lightly pats her cheek.
>Then something seems to cross his mind, as his face becomes warped with an evil smile.
>He gets down low next to her ear…
>”POOOOOOOOOOONKAAAAAAAAAAA!”
>Pinkie waves her hooves around her body in self defense, shrieking along with Anon’s shout.
>Then she clocks him right in the jaw.
“Pffffthahahahaaa!”
>He gets knocked back on his bottom and holds his mouth as Pinkie stands herself up in a battle stance.
>When she realizes what she did, she moves her eyes to Anon and gasps.
>”OH! Sorrysorrysorrysorrysorrysorrysorry…”
>Anon shakes his head, putting a hand up to her.
>”It’s fine, I deserved it anyways…”
>Pinkie and Red check on him while Iron and Gable stay near you, laughing at the spectacle alongside you.
>What would you like to do?