Page 1254 - The Stepford Mares

I love me some guile characters and veiled casual conversation for the sake of probing for information, but boy does that playstyle have its challenges. Sometimes your only consolation is the twin daggers your character has holstered beneath their tailored clothing, or all the arcane might just a few words or gestures away.

Gallus (RD): So how do I get out of here?
DM: Basically, Gallus, I’m going to have you roll Acrobatics a bunch of times, because the trick is to cross the right beams and not accidentally cross the wrong beams. Successes cancel out failures, and vice versa. Crossing a beam makes it disappear. It may take a little bit, so could someone watch Gallus’s rolls for me?
Ocellus (TS): Uh, I can.
DM: Great. DC starts at 14. Every 10 attempts lowers the DC by 2. Let me know if you reach a net of 7 successes, 6 failures, or 30 attempts.
Gallus (RD): Okay… <roll>…
DM: Meanwhile, Smolder…
Smolder (RT): Hm? Back to me?
Gallus (RD): <roll>… <roll>… <roll>…
DM: You find yourself in a dragon’s worst nightmare: A crystal dining room where two bedazzling mares are having a tea party.
Stepford Mare 2: And I told her she was the CUTEST pony of ALL ponies!
Stepford Mare 1: Oh. My. Gosh! What did you do after that?
Stepford Mare 2: We talked about dresses and makeup for literal HOURS.
Sandbar (AJ): At least it’s something you’ve got experience in.
Smolder (RT): As Rarity, under normal circumstances, maybe. But for a change, I’m playing as a young dragoness of noble bloodline who sees decorum as a farce and only values strength. So in this new bruiser mindset, I’m finding this to be… genuinely… powerfully revolting. Is this what it’s always looked like from the outside?
Gallus (RD): The first few times? <roll> Yeah.