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Lit Fuse complied, quietly letting himself be physically examined. He is a somewhat tall Unicorn with a slender build. Some small cuts and bruises can be noticed under his grey coat. He seemed to have shown some signs of undernourishment - likely eating what he could find in the wilds as he traveled. His light turquoise eyes were reddened with exhaustion but otherwise seem to work just fine. A large bandaging on his left hind-leg used to conceal a sharp, uncanny blackened scar which seems to have been dealt long ago, but somehow refusing to heal properly. It could be the cause of his limp.

(An attentive character would notice Lit slightly flinch as his bandages were removed).

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Hurricane was just about to fly off to steal some food, but she stopped herself when she noticed the sick, injured pony. She watched how the other ponies reacted to the stranger before doing anything. She watched as they gave him medicine and food. Wait, food? That's exactly was Hurricane needed. She needed to figure out where the food was coming from, but she was distracted by the commotion happening with the sick pony. She wanted to find out more about the ponies she was going to be traveling with. The best way that she could do that was by watching them. Hurricane saw that Lit Fuse had flinched from pain as his bandages were being taken off. She wanted to point it out to somepony, but wanted to see if any of the other ponies had noticed.

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Ylva liked being around the forges. The clang of hammers on anvils, the huffing of the bellows and the racks with tools and weapons reminded her of home. As a cub she had spend many an afternoon running around her uncle's forge until he would shoo her away. Most things in Equestria were so different from home, but forges where the same whereever you went.

"Can I help you?"

It was the bladesmith, the dark one with the scarred face. She liked him too, he reminded her of her uncle.

She opened the bag she had brough, revealing the dented collection of cookpots and pans.

"Can you too melt these down?"

He frowned. "Why? We got no shortage of scrap."

She gave the bag a kick. It fell over, spilling it's content soundlessly on the grass.

"One of the wiizards put a spell on them. I'm not gonna cook with no magic pans."

He nodded slowly. "Two bits then, for the coal."

"I thought your work is free."

"Crusade business is. Unicorns mucking around with pots ain't."

She grumbled, produced her purse and handed him him one coin. "Can I clean my axe somewhere around here?"

He eyed the coin, bit it, tucked it in a pocket on his apron. "There're rags and oil in the wagon over there."

She found the rags, sat down next to the wagon and began the lengthy process of wiping the sap of her axe's edtge.


 

 

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@,@@@Rokkurin"This might sting a bit..." said Terra as he cleansed the wounds of the pony as best he could... the pony was seriously malnurished and had obviously gone through a lot. It was possible that the rule of Discord was one that left many ponies in this state... Terra promised himself to do his best to help them. Once he saw the bigger wound he had he gasped for a moment.

"Sweet mother of Mercy where did you get THAT?"

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Lit fuse, having his old wound exposed, flinched at the memory. "It's nothing. An old magic wound, and an older memory,"

His voice now carried more clarity and his injuries (sans the one on his leg) appeared to be reacting well to the natural remedies. His eyes flashed with gratitude, he smiled gently at his saviors before speaking, still shifting uneasily and attempting to shy away his wound. "I had it for a while now."

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@,"It seems to me like it wasn't taken care of the right way... It's going to heal in time but still... There seems to be some dead tissue in this wound. It'd take... uncoventional methods to cleanse this. That water i gave you should enhance the speed at which this heals." after finishing his work Terra made sure to ask "Well is there anything else i can do for you before i get back to my duties?" 

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@ "This... wound will be fine, i assure you. I was wondering who are you ponies," He paused, forcing a thankful smile. He then proceeded into looking at his (now mostly recovered) wounds one more time, then once again at the group near him. "I would like to know a little better the ponies who helped me."

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"I am Golden Dawn, captain of the Solar Guard," the pegasus offered to Lit Fuse before pointing his hoof at the blue stallion nearby, "This pony is Eclipse Scribe, captain of the Lunar Guard. We are both here to help in the aftermath of Discord's terrible rule and bring the light of the Celestial Sisters to rest on ponies in need of aid after all they have been through."

 

Considering the ponies all around and in sight Golden offered, "For the other ponies here, I am sure you can ask them yourself." He could always offer the introductions himself but apart from names and their responsibilities in the army, he could not offer much on the ponies around him.

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