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Dungeons and Apples
“Good Mornin’, sugarcube, looks who’s here to see ya!”
“Urrughaa.” Apple Bloom’s usual cream face was instead a pale green as she slowly rolled herself over and forced her eyes open to see Cousin Braeburn standing in the doorway of her room. “Braaeb?”
“Yeah, Cousin Apple Bloom. I heard you weren’t feelin’ too well and since there’s not many chores to be doing in…” He rocked backwards on his legs to enunciate the word, “Appleloosa! I figured I’d come down to spend some time with ya.”
“And I’ll go get yall some water.” Applejack’s voice disappeared down the hallway.
“So, back in my day my friends and I found this game called Dungeons and Dragons that we started playing and we loved it so much that we started playing it when we got sick and it made us feel like the illness wasn’t even there.”
“Hoooww?”
“It’s easy little cus. First you make a character then go on a dungeon crawl. I brought a few with me that you can choose from.” He started pulling a picnic table, folding chairs, and a box out of the sack he dragged upstairs. “I have ‘The Apple Cave’, ‘The Neverfree Forest’, and ‘Temple of the Sea Ponies (shoop-de-doop)’.”
“Seeeeeea…”
“Are you sure cus? That one’ll be hard.”
Apple Bloom made a nodding motion with her hoof closest to Braeburn.
“Back!” Applejack entered the room carrying three glasses of water and one of cider for Apple Bloom.
“Great timing! We were just about to make characters! Now you can be any of the three races and I have sets for fighters, wizards, rouges, clerics, and rangers.”
Apple Bloom’s ears perked up at the sound of a wizard and decided to be a unicorn to get the best stat line up with the class.
“I want to be a fighter please.”
Big Mac walked into the room.
“Here to play with us?”
“Eyup.”
“Use your level 5 rouge?”
“Eyup.”
After some brief set up a unicorn wizard, a pegasus rouge, and an earth pony warrior were standing at the gates of an old, gray, and collapsing temple with no obvious danger in sight. “What do you do?”
“I walk up to the temple,” responded Applejack.
“You step on a trap but…” rolls a d6 to get a 5, “you resist most of the damage and only lose 8 hp.”
“Foaalllo.”
“Follow behind Applejack into the dungeon?”
“Eyup.”
“You are now in a crescent shaped room with a pool of cold water in the center.”
“We creep up to the corner and check for monsters.”
“You roll a… 14. There is in fact a seapony sun tanning next to the pool.”
“Tanning? I thought this was a dark temple,” interrupted Applejack.
“Well, it’s old and there are holes in the ceiling.”
“If you say so, Braeburn.”
Apple Bloom swallowed then let loose a string of words from her mouth while lifting her head up. “We run up and attack!” She grabbed some water then plopped her head back down into her pillow.
“You do… 3 damage with your magic bolt,” said Braeburn. “The seapony uses slam which deals 20 damage and the knockback pushes you into the pool.”
Big Mac moved his piece up to the seapony along with Applejack.
“24 damage here, 8 here. Apple Bloom needs to roll a 5 or higher to climb up… nope. Sea Pony does 10 damage to Big Mac. Oh, good backstab there. That’s a whole 50 damage. Another 8 from AJ. Cousin Apple Bloom is still stuck in the water. Oh, but Big Mac kills off the monster. Ya’ll get a bunch of experience points and some loot.”
Applejack picked up the loot to find a potion of lesser mana restoration, flippers, and a scale of plus two defense. Apple Bloom finally rolled a 5 to escape from the water.
“Lets see, you were in there for three turns so I roll… a 1… That means you get pneumonia from the chill and pollio from the water. Your character can’t walk and is slowing losing hit points. You’re down to 5 HP and neither Big Mac or AJ have a healing potion or the ability to cure your illness. I believe that means you’re dead.”
Apple Bloom scowled and turned over bed. She then made a shooing motion with her hoof. The remaining Apples grabbed the table and chairs and carried them outside.
“Man Big Mac,” said Applejack. “I think we should’ve called Pinkie Pie instead.”
“Eyup.”
“Urrughaa.” Apple Bloom’s usual cream face was instead a pale green as she slowly rolled herself over and forced her eyes open to see Cousin Braeburn standing in the doorway of her room. “Braaeb?”
“Yeah, Cousin Apple Bloom. I heard you weren’t feelin’ too well and since there’s not many chores to be doing in…” He rocked backwards on his legs to enunciate the word, “Appleloosa! I figured I’d come down to spend some time with ya.”
“And I’ll go get yall some water.” Applejack’s voice disappeared down the hallway.
“So, back in my day my friends and I found this game called Dungeons and Dragons that we started playing and we loved it so much that we started playing it when we got sick and it made us feel like the illness wasn’t even there.”
“Hoooww?”
“It’s easy little cus. First you make a character then go on a dungeon crawl. I brought a few with me that you can choose from.” He started pulling a picnic table, folding chairs, and a box out of the sack he dragged upstairs. “I have ‘The Apple Cave’, ‘The Neverfree Forest’, and ‘Temple of the Sea Ponies (shoop-de-doop)’.”
“Seeeeeea…”
“Are you sure cus? That one’ll be hard.”
Apple Bloom made a nodding motion with her hoof closest to Braeburn.
“Back!” Applejack entered the room carrying three glasses of water and one of cider for Apple Bloom.
“Great timing! We were just about to make characters! Now you can be any of the three races and I have sets for fighters, wizards, rouges, clerics, and rangers.”
Apple Bloom’s ears perked up at the sound of a wizard and decided to be a unicorn to get the best stat line up with the class.
“I want to be a fighter please.”
Big Mac walked into the room.
“Here to play with us?”
“Eyup.”
“Use your level 5 rouge?”
“Eyup.”
After some brief set up a unicorn wizard, a pegasus rouge, and an earth pony warrior were standing at the gates of an old, gray, and collapsing temple with no obvious danger in sight. “What do you do?”
“I walk up to the temple,” responded Applejack.
“You step on a trap but…” rolls a d6 to get a 5, “you resist most of the damage and only lose 8 hp.”
“Foaalllo.”
“Follow behind Applejack into the dungeon?”
“Eyup.”
“You are now in a crescent shaped room with a pool of cold water in the center.”
“We creep up to the corner and check for monsters.”
“You roll a… 14. There is in fact a seapony sun tanning next to the pool.”
“Tanning? I thought this was a dark temple,” interrupted Applejack.
“Well, it’s old and there are holes in the ceiling.”
“If you say so, Braeburn.”
Apple Bloom swallowed then let loose a string of words from her mouth while lifting her head up. “We run up and attack!” She grabbed some water then plopped her head back down into her pillow.
“You do… 3 damage with your magic bolt,” said Braeburn. “The seapony uses slam which deals 20 damage and the knockback pushes you into the pool.”
Big Mac moved his piece up to the seapony along with Applejack.
“24 damage here, 8 here. Apple Bloom needs to roll a 5 or higher to climb up… nope. Sea Pony does 10 damage to Big Mac. Oh, good backstab there. That’s a whole 50 damage. Another 8 from AJ. Cousin Apple Bloom is still stuck in the water. Oh, but Big Mac kills off the monster. Ya’ll get a bunch of experience points and some loot.”
Applejack picked up the loot to find a potion of lesser mana restoration, flippers, and a scale of plus two defense. Apple Bloom finally rolled a 5 to escape from the water.
“Lets see, you were in there for three turns so I roll… a 1… That means you get pneumonia from the chill and pollio from the water. Your character can’t walk and is slowing losing hit points. You’re down to 5 HP and neither Big Mac or AJ have a healing potion or the ability to cure your illness. I believe that means you’re dead.”
Apple Bloom scowled and turned over bed. She then made a shooing motion with her hoof. The remaining Apples grabbed the table and chairs and carried them outside.
“Man Big Mac,” said Applejack. “I think we should’ve called Pinkie Pie instead.”
“Eyup.”