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Who Needs Harmony?: An MLP Empire Quest

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Nachtigall said:
That reminds me, we might want to research their equipment and remains, looking for weaknesses to exploit. Crystal is tough, but it can shatter from impacts and heat shocks.

And even if their equipment is merely iron instead of something special, smelting it into steel in our future blast furnaces should be easier than mining for ore.
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The Armor is the same quality as our own. Some of it might be enhanced with magic most likely the armor from the Elites. We can't bury 100,000 corpses so we will simply make large fires and burn the bodies faster and safer no rotting bodies to poison the ground and spread disease.
 
masterofmadness said:
I'm really hoping that we will get 10/10 approval from this then. I feel like if holding the line against impossible odd to save our people from enslavement doesn't get us that then I don't know what will.
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At the very least, we'll get a 10/10 rating in the history books for best emperor.

gryphons will be naming their children after the first emperor and his wife for years after this.
 
Lisain said:
At the very least, we'll get a 10/10 rating in the history books for best emperor.

gryphons will be naming their children after the first emperor and his wife for years after this.
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Yeah, I imagine that Garrick is going to end up being one of those constant names throughout griffon history. I fully expect that Celestia will be dealing with having to remember if this is Emperor Garrick the 14th or 15th for centuries to come.
 
PurposefulZephyr said:
Contemplation
Your smoky form solidifies away from the battle. Snow under your stains with black.
Your horn is bleeding, and you are clutching it's cut-off part in your hoof.
A whirlwind of emotion swirls in your head. Disbelief, sadness, pain, shame, anger, fury, HATE.
You stomp. Once, twice, thrice, ten times. You are too angry to stop. You pound the ground in outrage, sending shockwaves of magic spreading outwards, shooting spires of black ice around you.

They will pay for it!
I'll butcher their subjects!
I'll burn their homes in front of them!
I'll make them scream over and over again!
I'll breed their offspring into hideous creatures, wishing they'll be granted the mercy of death. They'll have none.

You stand there, for a while, winter winds quenching your fiery thoughts, hardening them into cold resolve.
I will come back, and I will show them how weak they truly are.
You gaze back, in the direction of your shattered defeated army. Most of them are broken, useless. All your slaves are dead, and your prized inventions are slain.
It doesn't matter. I can replace them all.

You walk forward, towards your empire. You can fly there, but what would be the point?
It will take years to recover.
And you know they won't be idle, either. No, they won't think it'll be enough to defeat you.
Ha. Defeat me.
Yet, that's what they did. An unwelcome surprise, for sure.
And they didn't have a single sorcerer on the field.

Snow crunches under your hooves, no longer stained by your stump of a horn.
The cold bites into you, insulting your resolve. You welcome the challenge.
You pick up the pace, pushing against the arrogant winds.

What did they have, then?
Archers with odd bows, big enough to pierce your pets monsters.
Things of great strength, capable of lobbing balls of iron at your soldiers.
Not-dragons, breathing their fake flames on your army.
Fealty of mountains themselves, bringing their wrath upon you.

You slip and fall, spitting snow from your mouth.
You want to snarl at this impetuous pile, but think better of it.

That was just the odd things. The... new things. Yet none of those things actually hurt you.
Creatures of various races, standing together against you. How odd.
Their shouts of courage, rallying each other to further battle. How funny pathetic.
Flying "heroes", avoiding your attacks, grabbing you and leaving cuts on your flesh. How irritating.

It's getting dark now. Their generals are probably asleep by now. Weakness.
You force a bit of magic from your broken horn, into your eyes.
You see everything with a tinge of violet.

They weren't broken, yet I was.
You stop at this thought, shocked.
They could still fight, and I had no soldiers to stop them. No magic to finish them off.
You grimace at those treacherous thoughts. I will get more.
They will get more too. More of their fake dragons as well.
YOU WILL GET YOUR OWN DRAGONS THEN! You shout into howling winds.
And they will get their own sorcerers and even more slaves.
You grit your teeth at the images in your mind. Of a robed figure, shining light from their horn, atop a dragon covered in steel plates.

You refuse to change into smoke, to fly over the mounds of snow in front of you.
You will not stop me!

So what?! You shout at the imaginary generals, sneering at you atop his slave-yaks.
You have soldiers who need petty words to stand against me. My army will do as I will, and use their broken bones to stab your throat!
You have artificial dragons, while I can make creatures you've never dreamt of!
You have mere toys, while I hold TRUE POWER!
And at this, you flash your magic once more, clearing snow around you, making a ramp of ice, on which you climb on.
It hurts, and you got a splitting headache, but it's necessary.
Pain will not stop me, unlike them.

In spite of the migraine, your thoughts are clear now. You know what needs to be done.
They will look upon my work, and despair.
No more time to waste. You let yourself fade into smoke, and fly towards your kingdom, towards your Heart.
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+15 to a roll! I think you really captured Sombra's reaction to his defeat here.
 
masterofmadness said:
I'm really hoping that we will get 10/10 approval from this then. I feel like if holding the line against impossible odd to save our people from enslavement doesn't get us that then I don't know what will.
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eh, to get 10/10 we probably would have needed fewer losses, or to kill Sombra once and for all.

We MIGHT get a point or two once we start our recover next turn though

Adventwolf said:
They left almost their entire population behind and only sent their best warriors. They still have enough warrior in their territory to keep that population safe. I don't know where you all keep getting this 1% or 2% from. In no post has this ever been stated. The QM said that while this was a major commitment and it would take them some time to recover he didn't say they were a low population group. I doubt they have as many people as we do but nowhere near as low as some people keep claiming. I would put their whole population closer to 1 million than in the few hundred thousands.
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Questor said:
The ten thousand that came don't represent the entirety of the Yak population. The very young, the very old, and some caretakers were left behind. A small handful of warriors were also left to protect them should this Defence of the pass have failed.

That's not to say this wasn't a serious blow to their numbers, just that it's not as bad as it first appears.
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From what Questor said it seems like the yak warriors are MOST of the ones capable of fighting.

Let's say that only males were sent to fight, and that there are equal numbers of males, females, young and old..that would make their population close to, say, 60 or 80 thousands. We're around 3 millions, so that would be something like 2-3% of our pop.

Of course I might be wrong, but i think it's a reasonable speculation

Even tripling that to avoid possible underestimations, They're less than a tenth of our pop. From what we were said i doubt they can be more than 200.000 at the very most, and more likely closer to 100.000 (which, for a (mostly) nomadic people in a hostile land is not little anyway).
 
Adventwolf said:
The Armor is the same quality as our own. Some of it might be enhanced with magic most likely the armor from the Elites. We can't bury 100,000 corpses so we will simply make large fires and burn the bodies faster and safer no rotting bodies to poison the ground and spread disease.
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Also stops sombra from trying his hand as a Necromancer (at least with a complete army in our borders).
 
Adventwolf said:
Sombra has never shown any ability for necromancy at all. The fact that his forces were not able to keep going after receiving deadly injuries is also a counter to him being able to use Necromancy.
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Never said he is, I just don´t want to give him a reason to TRY. Also a healthy dose of paranoia against a mindcontrolling dark mage can´t hurt us.
 
x0Nothing0x said:
wasn't it a goat or something that was the necromancer in the mlp mythos?
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That reminds me of that card game called Stormbound, where the satyrs can do necromancy.

And now I realize that this is reminding me of Stormbound a lot, with each faction being two allied races.
Such as the Satyrs and Undead, Frogs and Ravens, Dwarves and Frostlings, Rodents and Robots.

Here, it seems to be Gryphons and Diamond Dogs so far for this quest.
 
Lazor said:
I's Pretty sure he's referring the Earth in this setting. Considering the crap Discord seems to pull, and the Sun and Moon are controlled directly by two ponies, it would not be too hard to imagine the Earth could also be flat here.

Someone fetch me some constellation charts and a gnomon.
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This setting is still based on the show, even if it's only loosely. The show also confirms they have the same constellations, meaning that their Earth is in the same part of space as our own.

Personally, I see it as a Tychonic solar system.
 
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    • A Bittersweet Victory: Bells ring in celebration and a sense of relief overcomes the people of the Empire as word of the victory at Redstone Pass spreads North, traveling up the roads and echoing through city streets and underground shelters. But the jubilant mood is dampened by the casualty lists that arrive soon after the good news. It was the bloodiest day in recorded history, worse than any single day under the reign of Discord. It seems that almost every village and town has lost a citizen. Few are the Griffons and Dogs that can claim not to know anyone who met their end in the battle. The victory celebrations quickly give way to wakes and memorial services. But the people of the Empire take solace in the fact that their neighbors and loved ones gave their lives in defense of the nation and their families, and that they had not died in vain.

    The Thaw: The unnatural blizzard that had fallen over your lands has begun to recede, the bitter cold finally giving way to the warmth of Spring. Farmers return to their normal routines in earnest, eager to get back to planting and harvesting, though more than a few have taken a keen interest in the hothouses. Though established as an emergency measure, their utility in peacetime seems obvious to many who can appreciate the idea of growing warm-weather crops year-round. Regardless, it appears the risk of famine is now at an end, and repairs have already begun in earnest on the few structures damaged by the heavy snowfall. +500 Farming Income

    Yaks Return Home: After suffering unprecedented casualties at the hands of the greatest enemy they have ever faced, and having spent weeks ritually cremating their dead in the manner their culture demands, the herds of Yak Warriors begin their long trek back to their ancestral lands. The battle of Redstone Pass has been a serious shock to the Yaks. Their clan-based divisions, their isolationist attitudes, their traditional nomadic lifestyle, all of that has been called into question by the events of the Winter War. Though few are willing to admit it, many Yaks have come to the realization that they could not have survived the invasion from the South as they are without assistance from the Empire. More than a few soldiers of the Empire feel the same way about the Yaks. All agree that the war shall send shockwaves through Yak culture, politics, and society. None dare to guess what the long-term results will be.
     
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    • Questor said:
    Yaks Return Home: After suffering unprecedented casualties at the hands of the greatest enemy they have ever faced, and having spent weeks ritually cremating their dead in the manner their culture demands, the herds of Yak Warriors begin their long trek back to their ancestral lands. The battle of Redstone Pass has been a serious shock to the Yaks. Their clan-based divisions, their isolationist attitudes, their traditional nomadic lifestyle, all of that has been called into question by the events of the Winter War. Though few are willing to admit it, many Yaks have come to the realization that they could not have survived the invasion from the South as they are without assistance from the Empire. More than a few soldiers of the Empire feel the same way about the Yaks. All agree that the war shall send shockwaves through Yak culture, politics, and society. None dare to guess what the long-term results will be.
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    Didn't only a few thousand out of 10 000 yaks die?
     
    Questor said:
    Yaks Return Home: After suffering unprecedented casualties at the hands of the greatest enemy they have ever faced, and having spent weeks ritually cremating their dead in the manner their culture demands, the herds of Yak Warriors begin their long trek back to their ancestral lands. The battle of Redstone Pass has been a serious shock to the Yaks. Their clan-based divisions, their isolationist attitudes, their traditional nomadic lifestyle, all of that has been called into question by the events of the Winter War. Though few are willing to admit it, many Yaks have come to the realization that they could not have survived the invasion from the South as they are without assistance from the Empire. More than a few soldiers of the Empire feel the same way about the Yaks. All agree that the war shall send shockwaves through Yak culture, politics, and society. None dare to guess what the long-term results will be.
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    Griffen: "Never thought I'd fight side by side with a Yak."

    Yak: "How about side by side with a friend?"

    Griffen: "Aye. I could do that."
     
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