Page 925 - Groovy Dove, Part 2

You might say “Then that makes a farm the perfect place to hide!” Sure, in some cases. I’m just saying an organization made up primarily of white-collar grifters might possibly turn their collective nose up at a deep rural assignment.

Speaking of thieves, I’m about to start running my next big campaign using the Dusk City Outlaws system (or at least the current preview materials). Stay tuned for a new podcast!

DM: Your ride to the estate awaits.
Rarity: The estate is real, and there are workers? This cover is thorough.
Applejack (DM): See ya, sugarcube. We’ll be ready when ya’ll return.
Rainbow Dash (DM): Tubular.
DM: Is that what she says? …No?
Rarity: <ahem> And you must be…?
Flax: Flax Seed, ma’am. Nice to finally meetcha, Miss Dove.
Rarity: Right, you wouldn’t see very much of me…
Flax: It’s alright. We know you’re a very busy pony. Not like much happens down on the land. We make do just fine.
Rarity: Good…
Flax: Though some thieves tried to break in last–
Rarity: Thieves?! I mean, uh– So he’s not an agent, then. A real farmer.
DM: Everyone working at the homestead is real. No Guild member wants to hide out in the sticks.
Rarity: Great.