- 262
- #69
Dice Rolled:
🎲d100
72
85
157
Roll(s): 72 85
Grange was practically hissing it was so bright and there were so many other ponies. Coming here was a mistake. but the allure of accepting every pony out there was interesting. Not only that but he was certain there would be quite a few good things to steal. it was then something shiny in a tank caught his attention. Coming closer to the tank he realized it was a few bits in the water with a deepling. The little creature seemed to have the same interest in gold and currency that Grange did. it then crawled toward the edge of the tank and seemed after Grange's lure. How interesting. He thought he and this deepling might get along it would be a good addition to the ship.
His head close to his body rather then wandering about Feedmes was looking at the accessories they didn't seem to notice the slight rancor of death that always seemed to cling to them. thankfully it wasn't to bad. more like plant undergrowth smell which many ponies seemed to like but it was off-putting to some. it was consequence of their use of the plant head that they adored so much. Feedmes loved his plants had quite a few growing he could use as a back up head should something happen to this one and kept them all well fed. The lure of death around him was strong enough a strix came to him at this time. He glanced at it and was amused. he didn't mind if it chose to hang around.
Grange was practically hissing it was so bright and there were so many other ponies. Coming here was a mistake. but the allure of accepting every pony out there was interesting. Not only that but he was certain there would be quite a few good things to steal. it was then something shiny in a tank caught his attention. Coming closer to the tank he realized it was a few bits in the water with a deepling. The little creature seemed to have the same interest in gold and currency that Grange did. it then crawled toward the edge of the tank and seemed after Grange's lure. How interesting. He thought he and this deepling might get along it would be a good addition to the ship.
His head close to his body rather then wandering about Feedmes was looking at the accessories they didn't seem to notice the slight rancor of death that always seemed to cling to them. thankfully it wasn't to bad. more like plant undergrowth smell which many ponies seemed to like but it was off-putting to some. it was consequence of their use of the plant head that they adored so much. Feedmes loved his plants had quite a few growing he could use as a back up head should something happen to this one and kept them all well fed. The lure of death around him was strong enough a strix came to him at this time. He glanced at it and was amused. he didn't mind if it chose to hang around.
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