[center][h1][color=red]Cloak's Crew[/color] and the [color=green]Changeling[/color][/h1][/center]
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The changeling chuckled a little and wandered over to the window as well [color=green]<Oh aye, we'll certainly speak again, and I just realized I never introduced myself properly... I am Chryssocolla, though Chryss is much easier.>[/color] His horn lit up then and calmly dragged the dead queen across the floor, though it was starting to dust up, most of it was still intact enough... enough to-[color=green]<I should probably use this as a sign for the ponies down there... If they know we helped kill off a queen, it should at least get them to consider staying chill.>[/color]

Beyond that he hopped up on to the edge of the broken window, and leaned out to get a look as well [color=green]<I'm going to deposit this where they can clearly see, and go check in on my ship, I have some survivors to convert to our hive before they rot away in absence of their queen, then I'll return to help with communication, it shouldn't take too long.>[/color] Then he glanced back to the still prone crew-man [color=green]<Also, I could sense your curiosity earlier, he will be okay... His spine was severed, but not destroyed, we can mend bone and nerves fine, it will just take time... and we may need to retry a bit to adapt to your biology, so he will still be out for a while.>[/color]
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The tall red clothed man didn't seem to be phased by the bulky armored marines focusing on him, and simply continued a casual pace of approach, spreading his arms after a few more moments to make some showy gestures with his speech "They call me Cloak, er Cap'n, tho ah cant be much a cap'n without a ship, heheh." His arms went wide first, before one curled against his belly as he made a slight 'greeting bow', the other pointing straight up at the sky "And ah come from up thar." Then he straighted up and raised a hand to his... chin... area... "I suspect farth'r up thar than yerselves, in tha gret zea rather than beyond, given ah saw yer ships pear'in outta thin air as we fell tord a rock, tha turned out to be a hidden world, heheh."

A closer view didn't reveal much more about him beneath the clothing, though he was quite tall at barely a foot shorter than the armored suit, the hat's brim covered any view of 'face' from the sergeant's angle of view. otherwise though his body was structured quite tall and slim, and his clothing was clearly fabric and leather... it actually looked fairly fancy, if unnecessarily modified to cover every last inch of his form... visually, the sword and musket looked entirely plain. "Rather glad to see summin speak'n simple 'ere, ah did'n much fancy try'n ta talk to critter's at only know a local lingo."


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[color=orange][center][h1]The new Thiccness[/h1][/center][/color]
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[@evanist][@lugia][@ridlins]

There was little sound remaining beyond the ship but the crackling of the ring of fire, the firey reature turning it's gaze hither and thither, seemingly glaring at the forest, the trees almost seeming to lean away from it's glare... For a moment her gaze turned nearly under herself, locking directly on the pair of a 'pony' and a dragon, it wasn't clear to anyone else, but she sensed some of her sisters magic lingering on that one... it clearly wasn't who her eyes were telling her it was, but she had more important business to tend to at the moment.

Her gaze returned to the ship and the fuzzy creature that was coming out of it... she seemed about to drift down to interact, when something else flew up behind her, three streaks of color, they came up so fast there was barely a blink to notice them before they stopped next to her with such force that the back-wind blew the flame of her mane and tail quite wildly... clearly allies, as she stayed thoroughly calm with their presence. They of course were smaller quadrupeds, though their features were hidden behind masks, armor, and flight-suits with lots of purple and black... They seemed to communicate for a few moments before the firey creature visibly relaxed, even from a distance...

In moments the fire faded from her body, leaving the pristine whiteness behind accompanied by the river like flow of neon rainbow mane, and far less 'firey' eyes, before her attention returned to the fluffy thing and she simple folded her wings, dropping out of the air... And upon landing with a Thud that slightly cratered the ground right inside the edge of the fire-ring, causing it to blow away a bit before steadily dispersing it. Now she seemed far less 'threatening' without the fire, but she still carried an aura of power and authority as she approached what she assumed was a representative of these creatures.

[color=f7941d]"Hello little one, What are your intentions now?"[/color] She 'tried' a simple communication, but it was unlikely she would be understood in her own language, which could clearly be recognized as a near orchestral arrangement of vocalization... Though if Trevor was close enough to hear, he might recognize some small bits, not enough to know what she said, but perhaps to pick up that his now 'pony' ears seemed to pick up something that other's might not... though how that might help is a mystery...

Beyond that, she began repeating herself, ever with a pleasant and motherly smile now, clearly testing different languages she knows of, bird like calls, insect like chitters, gruff barking... how this creature could 'make' these sounds was another mystery, but hopefully it clearly got the message across that she was trying to find a language they would recognize.