Page 898 - Furious Fate

After a long period of grappling with a shadowy organization, there’s no more enticing incentive a player needs than an opportunity to punch a shadowy bad guy in the face. And no greater bait for a DM to deploy. And no better window into just how sadistic your players can be when they get to be judge, jury, and executioner.

DM: Princess Celestia lands in the stadium and approaches you.
Princess Celestia: I hear you’ve had an eventful day, my student.
Twilight Sparkle: Uh, yeah! We’ve got a whole bunch of evidence to give you after this event is over.
Princess Celestia: I see. Did you manage to find and stop the Thief interference?
Twilight Sparkle: …Did we?
Rarity: The Guild didn’t get what they wanted, so yes.
Twilight Sparkle: What DID they want?
Rarity: To fulfill Wind Rider’s contract, ostensibly. Though I suspect that just conveniently plays into some overarching goal.
Twilight Sparkle: Which is?
Rarity: I don’t know. We may find out at the Gala, if it turns out they specifically didn’t want Rainbow Dash there.
Rainbow Dash: Wait. They’re gonna be at the Gala? This fancy party’s gonna have punching Thieves in the face?! WHY DIDN’T YOU SAY SO SOONER?!