Dreamweaver
One Thousand Club
Cyan Hide
GeneralTyrus
Dumbledoof
There was a little thunk as the pony hit the ground, his plate armor clanking as he landed hard. Rose had been about to go over and check on the griffons with Wind, when she stopped suddenly. She had to do a double take of the pony on the floor. He looked very different than she remembered, but... "... Huh, I know that stallion. He's one of my old gang members. Guess he got out before things got real wild."
...
Bang.
Rose quite casually blew the top of his head off, holstered her revolver, and shrugged. "He was real bad, don't worry. Real bad. Un des pires..." She muttered, though it seemed like she was mostly talking to herself in that moment. She was pretty caught off guard that one of her old acquaintances would be out here, working for these thugs.
Rose wandered over to Wind and checked the cage out. Here's the thing about griffons; they are predators. They weren't cowering or whimpering like a pony might be, they were clawing at the cage trying to get out so that they could eat the bandits. A griffon backed into a corner was an incredibly dangerous animal... and right now, with what had just gone on, their blood was pumping rather fast. Luckily the group was obviously here to save them, and they calmed down.
"Let us out!" the griffons barked, each of them circling around the cage and growling slightly.
"Can you do it, Wind?" Rose asked while motioning to the lock. "I'll go look for the key."
This wasn't an ordinary lock; it was really intricate and would be tough to get open.
WIND: The DC to open the lock is 17, dexterity check.
There was a little thunk as the pony hit the ground, his plate armor clanking as he landed hard. Rose had been about to go over and check on the griffons with Wind, when she stopped suddenly. She had to do a double take of the pony on the floor. He looked very different than she remembered, but... "... Huh, I know that stallion. He's one of my old gang members. Guess he got out before things got real wild."
...
Bang.
Rose quite casually blew the top of his head off, holstered her revolver, and shrugged. "He was real bad, don't worry. Real bad. Un des pires..." She muttered, though it seemed like she was mostly talking to herself in that moment. She was pretty caught off guard that one of her old acquaintances would be out here, working for these thugs.
Rose wandered over to Wind and checked the cage out. Here's the thing about griffons; they are predators. They weren't cowering or whimpering like a pony might be, they were clawing at the cage trying to get out so that they could eat the bandits. A griffon backed into a corner was an incredibly dangerous animal... and right now, with what had just gone on, their blood was pumping rather fast. Luckily the group was obviously here to save them, and they calmed down.
"Let us out!" the griffons barked, each of them circling around the cage and growling slightly.
"Can you do it, Wind?" Rose asked while motioning to the lock. "I'll go look for the key."
This wasn't an ordinary lock; it was really intricate and would be tough to get open.
WIND: The DC to open the lock is 17, dexterity check.