Name: VexinTitle: The Vexing VixenClass: AlchemistStrengths:

Name: Vexin Title: The Vexing Vixen Class: Alchemist Strengths:

Transformation Brews

Silver Tongue

Adorable-ness (counting it)

Weaknesses:

Hates her hairbands touched

Chocolate (she likes it)

Chocolate (she loves it)

Chocolate (she wants some more of it!)

Easily susceptible to bullying

Can’t cook. At all.

Items she’ll bring: Saddlebags:

Chocolate (no wait… that’s gone)

Bread (5 loaves)

Firewood (2 fires worth, or one long one)

one torch

Pots

A few alchemic ingredients (2 new potions worth)

8 potions (One of each color, one dose each)

All weighing a total of 85 lbs, a lightweight load for vexin

Obsidian’s Congratulatory Picture Take Two!

Nice 100 get, Obsi! Hope it looks alright.

(On a side note, I’m not quite as pleased with the lines on this one as a whole as the one I had last night, but… bluh. Not like I was going to do anything else with those four hours I lost anyway, and I’m rather satisfied overall despite everything.)

(( small retcon. the fang looked too fierce, so had it downsized and made less noticeable. ))

Name: Osidian Position: Team Leader and Primary Researcher

Strengths:

Fire Breathing

Strength

Endurance

minor casting

Weaknesses:

Limited Magic. Aside from the water generation spell and some minor telekinesis, he’s not going to have a lot of magic to use

Slow speed, the primary reason the trip is a week each way

Not a clever pony

Carried in his saddlebags:

Canteens

Trail rations, primarily comprised of nuts, raisins, and similar. Also including some heat-to-eat meals

digging tools; hoof picks, shovels, etc

Jeweler’s equipment; perfect for examining small things or prying stuff out of nooks and crannies

Maps and basic navigation equipment

Camera

Medium Bowgun (optional); Picked up on a misadventure with Coldflame, just in case. Ammo included.

It comes to over a hundred pounds, not enough to encumber him too badly, though about half that is just food (with the BG it’s about 150, he’ll need to use another of his spell slots to keep from being encumbered )

I’m Crescendo Kite Armwing. I’m a pony with a shield and note cutie mark. It’s been over a year since an event that I forever remember as the happiest day for me has happened. The Anniversary of that day marks the day my world crumbled around me. My wife was taken from me. The thing I know, is…

Dimstar turns around to the sound “Somepony help him and get the little ones, I’m going to get the big one up top!” He starts to rush up to the top while cloaking himself

Without hesitating Roland turns, whipping out his machete from it’s sheath and charging at the creature atop Obsidian. With a thud he knocks the creature off, sending it rolling as he steadies himself, offering a hoof to Obsidian. “Upsy daisy mate.” he murmurs as he helps the kirin off the ground before turning to face the creatures, drawing his handgun as he turns. “Any idea what they are?” he asks, firing a shot into the air after, hoping to scare them off.

“WOAH WOAH WOAH” the zony jumps up, extremely startled “what the buck are those things?” she says slowly walking toward her saddlebag, her only source of defense and eyes the creatures, not minding the ponies around her much. She was no-good in a physical fight so she hopes her teammates do not do anything rash to upset the creatures before we know what we’re dealing with.

“Thanks.” Obsidian replies “They’re nothing more than scavengers, little more dangerous than jackals unless they have an alpha leading them.”

Coldflame hisses out  ”Shit shit shit, i tell you Obsi…” He runs to where he set his sword and grabs it.

The chittering comes from deep in the bushes as the maker of the sounds observes the group with careful precision. Their love so succulent to feed on from this distance, coupled with the fact that she hasn’t eaten in so long drives her to draw ever so closer to the group.

(( prompt ))

The smaller ones around the edge leap forward with a snap and then back up a pace with a snarl. They’re either trying to intimidate the group or herd them together.

Obsidian takes a deep breath and snorts a bit of flame, and this makes them take a step back.

The large one on the rock above leaps down to attack the zony, not seeing the pegasus flying up. Over in the bushes a toothy maw clamps down on the hind leg of the chittering thing that was too distracted with the ponies.

Wasteland Wanderers pt 5