open Casual stroll

Catpone Cerberus · February 14, 2021

@Blitz Boom
Ruby didn't show any strong emotion as she towered over the two smaller dragons while keeping them safe, her pose was high and proud, clearly meant to make her look as big as possible, and she scanned the area with cold, serious expression, she somehow looked more threatening than she did when she was visibly angry, could be the calculating bloodlust in her eyes. After things calmed down and any threats had left the area, Ruby relaxed and looked slightly confused for fraction of a second, again she didn't really know what had gotten into her, nor did she know how she had just turned a creature into ash.

Meanwhile Charir went through a confusion of his own when Leviathan suddenly grabbed him and did her thing, he unsurprisingly tensed up at first, but relaxed soon after, he was utterly confused what Leviathan was doing, but didn't stop it, both because he didn't dare to, and because even more confusingly, it was...nice? He felt like he could fall asleep there and then. Charir was rather lucky, having two mothers, neither of which had offspring of their own, as that meant he was the target of both's natural motherly instincts, even if one of them, Ruby, didn't either know it, or just was unwilling to admit it to herself.

Ruby looked at the two smaller dragons for a moment but turned away rather quickly, the reason was not clear, but based on the way she did it, it wasn't to look around, she then broke the silence few moments later "I think that's our mark to leave this ecosystem alone for now." she wiped some ash off herself as she said it

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"You could say that." Scarecrow said "There is indeed something where your insight could be helpful, but I'm not comfortable discussing it in such....open area." he explained "And I am aware that sounds like a trap, but it is not, and if you want, you can make any necessary precautions you want, there just happens to be few....visual details, that would be better kept between us." he was aware that he had probably just revealed the situation, but he didn't care, if this was finally a solution to his problem, he didn't need to worry about blending in, as he would no longer exists, and Crow...well, while he didn't know what would happen to it, it wasn't his fault it came to existence either, so when choosing between his end and someone else's happiness, he would be taking the selfish option. "So if possible, it would be appreciated if we could have a private discussion at some point."

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The siblings didn't comment more on the topic of finding their kind, but they thought about it, they knew what diamond dogs were, as before machines did everything, they and kobolds were the most popular slaves, and thus the two species had good relations, but they weren't sure if even they had found the kobolds before the sisters.

"We are skilled in magic... but we are also very good in both armed.. and unarmed combat." "When going against.. the Night Guard, you can't rely.. on one thing." when your enemy is prepared for anything, you need to be ready to use everything. "We can hunt without magic.. or weapons if needed."

Blitz Boom · February 14, 2021

@abrony-mouse

On 2021-02-12 at 10:59 PM, abrony-mouse said:

As she is looking at the scuffle marks and brings her light-bauble close to them her keen eye sees shapes and colours on the floor, obscured by dust and debris fallen in from the entrance. She carefully removes this to reveal a mosaic image of a red snake with mouth open and fangs ready to strike D: . On a hunch she decides to take out one of most prized possessions - a device that indicated when hostile magic was near. It was a gift from a buffalo clan she had stayed with in the desert. She had helped find a lost herd member and been honoured with a dream-catcher - she had assumed that the cryptic assurance from the buffalo shaman that it could sense when evil spirits were near was just mumbo jumbo, but it reliably chimed when hostile magical creatures or items or traps threatened her. Setting it up in her camps, it had saved her more than once.

Anyway, her device chimed in the dark, warning her that the picture of the snake was more than it seemed - its chimes tinkled most clearly near the eyes of the snake, which seemed to gleam malevolently in the darkness... "Careful!" Fuchsia whispers, and presses a hoof to Billowing's shoulder to halt him. "I think there's some evil magic in this mosaic."

Smokey had halted to have a better look at the mosaic as well, wondering if it perhaps depicted something of a danger in here. Weren't too unusual to have that happen, as a lot of such temples had guardians, or were built to keep something locked up. Often the things depicted had long since escaped, or died, but it never hurt to watch and make sure. Especially not as even though the prime one of old might be dead, there were always the chance of offspring that had taken their place, which might well be even nastier.

His eyes shifted away as he saw his companion withdraw something, which seemed to let off some chimes. A peculiar little device, that certainly drew his eyes to it, wanting to know what the meaning might be of this thing. An answer he got before the question even left his muzzle.

"A dark magic sensor? Haven't seen one of those in years, and the last were not this musical. A rare treasure you have there, and one whose warning I will take to heart. In fact..."

Smokey would pick up a loose rock tot he side, and wrap it in a small smoke spell, before throwing it forward, just to see if anything would activate. if not, he'd continue to move on, and use said stone to check for more areas that might have a dangerous, magical ward. Slower though, in case they'd find some stones that had a movement sensitive trigger, or other such traps, along with whatever dark magic might linger here. If it were close, of course. Could be it were powerful, and just radiating it this far out.

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@Midnight_Aurora

On 2021-02-13 at 3:38 AM, Midnight_Aurora said:

**Her eyes suddenly glow with a pink light and another voice speaks through her,** "It's a reminder of a mistake made long ago. And we mean very long ago. Back before the three pony tribes and even before the first Great Shadow War. We, the first mother, had given life to a special race meant to protect, preserve and help grow the essence of our power. But part of that race broken our most sacred of rules. That rule being to never consume the essence gift of our power. This part of that race had done so and we punished them for it, with a curse that makes them require it to survive. Only two ways are now known to us to break this curse. One was discovered by a lowly Changeling by the name of Thorax. The other is what this one has began to undergo. She doesn't even know we are listening and watching. And you little fairy, are a beautiful sight to behold, despite the chaotic origins that made you. If Lord Chaos could see his children now, so few but so powerful, he would weep tears of pride for them."

"Hehe, do that again, it was funny."

Rose were delighted at what she had just heard. Not so much the story, as she thought that was crazy talk, but more the fun in there apparently being a two in one package here. Maybe a possession by an old spirit, or some special mutation, but definitely something weird. And with them, weird were a compliment.

"So you're a two part mutation bug pony, or bundles of crazy? Hehe, mom's really gonna like you. And definitely wouldn't want me to do anything to you now. Best when folks are real weird to begin with, but come on, we're almost ther- Hey!"

A chunk of the ceiling fell down, headed towards the shark pony mare, who had looked curious at Cacora as her voice changed, confused at what she just heard. It didn't hit her though, as Rose extended a hand towards the stone, and from her fingertips, fired off a lightning bolt of pure black. It were as if the light itself refused to touch the thing, and when it hit the rock, it didn't explode, or pulverize. It were completely evaporated into it's base molecules, and the energy fizzled back out into the world. Leaving the shark mare even more confused as for what she had seen, but safe.

"Hmph. The castle aren't allowed to hurt the guests, unless they're mean, and we made it alive first.

So, in case you're not crazy, can the other one hear me? I wanna say thanks for the compliment. A lotta folks thinks draconequui like mom, or offspring like Henry and me, are monsters. Boo to them, right? Henry's totally innocent, and I'm getting better at not being like, irrationally crazy when I see plastic.

You have any fun things that really tick you off?"

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@Midnight_Aurora

On 2021-02-13 at 3:38 AM, Midnight_Aurora said:

**He thinks for a moment and says,** "The potion normally can last for days if not months. However, the instability of my own magic and the lack of a physical focus for it means that I have no control over how long it can last."

"Then I would say that it would be best to see how long you last before you only have one left, and then act accordingly. Best not to take any risks, I would think."

On 2021-02-13 at 3:38 AM, Midnight_Aurora said:

**He then remembers something about the location itself,** "If memory serves, the crystal heart is on display in the center of the crystal empire. Anybeing can see it. And from what I can see of the Ever Living Spell Matrix, I believe, with the help of a magic user, the needed stabilizing focus matrix I need can be created just from viewing the matrix in motion. Besides, the crystal fair should be coming around soon, if I am not mistaken."

"I couldn't say. I've been imprisoned in crystal for the majority of the past few millennia, and only released within the last few months. I have no made myself aware of all of the holidays that have sprung up in my absence. Though I imagine this holiday you speak of, are the time of year I kept hearing more noise than usual, in my prison?

In any case, I may be able to help when the time comes, but I need permission first. It is up to you to gain that, as it is mine to serve my mistress and her husband, as well as I can."

On 2021-02-13 at 3:38 AM, Midnight_Aurora said:

**He then gathers his words following her still and says,** "I also already knew that I would need to prove myself and my trust. One doesn't simply ask for something with nothing to offer in return. But that's to regain the matrix. I was more of less seeking her aid in weaving a spell of sorts. It is a simple spell and I know how to cast but can't currently do so. That's also why I was hoping to send off the scrolls first and leave a message for the sisters. It's a simple message and Luna would easily be able to understand what it means."

"Hmmm, a workable plan. Perhaps you would prefer we start wandering towards the palace first then? I can't pass through inside of it, due to the wards it holds, but I can enter the garden. We could deliver it there then, and return to this path. In Equestrian time, it would only be a detour of I would say, six minutes, at worst. Less if you run, but I would not advise it. If you fall down from these tendrils, you are never returning again, and I am not going down to pick you up. Stronger and more ancient beings than I have been taken by those below, and I am not arrogant enough to think I would fare better.

It is up to you though. I can also simply park you in a location, then go do this myself. IN either case, it sounds as if you need the night princess to be of some help in this matter. Which means it does require some preparation time from that angle, yes?"

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@EQ_Theta

23 hours ago, EQ_Theta said:

“Huh, looks like I’m mistaken on the premise. I think I’m remembering the wrong play.”

“Yeah. Clearly there are no witches in this play’s story, and it sounds a lot more whimsical than an examination on good and evil. Regardless, I think this will still be fun and entertaining. It’s Jelly, right? I’m Lin. Pleased to meet you.”

"You may h-have been thinking about The Unicorn of Cods. It have witches, and some questions about good and evil there. It's also a p-pretty popular, classic play. Far as I know, we're performing that in... T-Twenty-six days, in Las Pegasus. During the midday to evening shows.

And uhm... N-Nice to meet you. I'm Jelly, yes. I'm guessing that means this last one is... Boba?"

"Rosa, actually."

"S-Sorry, it'd been a little hectic, and we were both busy. I didn't hear the names all that w-well."

Rosa would dismiss this being an issue, and it would be about the time they then had, before the show went on, and they had an experience worth looking at. At least in his opinion, which as the others began to reply, sounded like weren't just him.

23 hours ago, EQ_Theta said:

Once the show was over, the siblings clapped with the crowd. They’d remain silent for a while, taking in everything they’ve seen and heard, clearly having enjoyed the show. Admittedly, they were a little confused about what went on in some parts of the story, but the visuals had them glued to the show the whole time. Once Rosa’s reception to the show was evident, the siblings were feeling good about everything going on.

“Seeing this show was a great experience! I’m glad you brought it up so we could enjoy it.”

“Definitely! And it’s clear you enjoyed it. What was your favorite part?”

"I must admit, I have always been rather partial to the tea party. Dealing with logical thinking all the time, it is fun sometimes to witness something where logic is twisted to such a degree, for pure entertainment value. And the songs are rather catchy too. The last time I saw a performance, they got stuck in my head for weeks afterwards. Not thee worst thing to go around and hum at times, certainly."

"The tea party reminded me of Master Discord. I think I liked that. Felt familiar."

Omen's perspective on these sorts of things, were if she could relate to it, as it were then easier for her to guess how she felt about things. This one had been close to what she recalled back in her early days of being in Equestria, so it resonated with her. Though she think that perhaps she liked the queen as a character more. Something about her caught her interest, and made her follow her with her eyes, every time she were on stage. And not just because she knew it was Cheshire.

Shrimp had been interested when the scene with the random things Haylice ate were there. But he were a being focused on food at his current age, so no big wonder there.

"What of you two? What caught your eyes, and what might you think of the play in general? It's somewhat nonsensical, but it is a treasured one in several equine cultures."

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@Califorum

17 hours ago, Magnolia said:

"It...may not be tomorrow or next week...or maybe even years from now...but time will heal our pain eventually...when we take steps forward...hopefully we never fall back. I-I don't think I need to be...your focus. Y-you really need that right now...not me. I d-don't know how I would feel if you were to...focus on me when you clearly have...all this going on...but if that is...the way to move forward than it shall be..." Magnolia said in a slightly strained fashion. She really cared for her friend, and was unsure how to feel about how to move forward here, clearly. But still, her attempt at consoling Zeehva would show that she cares, to the utmost degree.

Zeehva smiled through her tears yet they didn't stop falling. It were not that simple to simply forego weeping over a lost future, but it felt good to have one here, who to some degree understood, and were sympathetic.

Zeehva would also wrap a hoof herself around Magnolia, and place her head gently on the side of the mare's throat. A sign of endearment and trust where she came from, as hugs were not as common as the air one breathed, like it were here in Equestria.

"Shhh, it's okay. You don't have to be worried about me. Though your words are kind, my tears have fallen for a long time now, and they will continue to for a long time more, though it helps that you are here. It reminds me that there are those who care, as well as those who needs my help in kind. That means more than you might think."

She'd let go of Magnolia once her friend were ready for it, though she admitted to feeling a little reluctant to do so herself. Despite her words of encouragement, and telling Magnolia that she were helping by showing that she cared, Zeehva wouldn't be able to lie to herself, about wanting just a few more seconds. Though that feeling would continue, so best if one just stopped when it were possible, and moved on, before it became awkward.

She'd wipe the tears from her wet eyes, and put on a warm smile for Magnolia, to try and soothe her mind a little.

"I don't recall a full day were I haven't cried, since his passing. I suppose, that's why Equestrians have come to all me The Weeping Widow, even if it confused some ghost hunters that came looking for me.

Maybe a story you'd like to hear? Though keep your ears peeled. We're soon in the forest, and in Equestria, that means timberwolf territory. It's best to be on your guard."

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@Sekel

10 hours ago, Sekel said:

"Oh come on, I'm not buzzing!" Atzy whined, now walking with Karmic down on the street below Enzo.

"I don't know what there is to see. I'm normally walking around in a daze," Karmic admitted to him.

"I could see why. Personally, I don't believe there is much for me to see here, as your jewelry, clothes, and various knickknacks, are not made for one of my stature. And your statues are too small, for me to think them worthwhile as decorations.

My want for wandering here, is more to see how far this acceptance that were spouted out, truly matters. Thus far, it seems we have not been assaulted by guards, and only had one minor, insignificant creature that considered itself above us. A fairly well done task so far, but let us see if we can reach the other end of town before I make a final judgement."

They would be followed as they wandered around, by some guards. Night Guards that lurked in the shadows. The ones who had been after them earlier, in preparation to strike. Enzo knew they were there now, but he fully intended to ignore them. They were likely just a security measure, in case the three of them started to go on a rampage. Or rather, if he did, specifically. He could likely deal the most damage, through sheer physical strength alone., than Atzy and Karmic could, if they put their all into it. It may change over time, but right now, it hardly seemed likely.

"Have either of you anything you wish to see here? I am not in a rush, if that is so."

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@Sekel

10 hours ago, Sekel said:

"You came with us, sorry," Twilight groaned slightly at seeing the Manetid before shaking her head. "I don't know what it is between you and the Shrine Maidens, Manetid, but don't go around fighting each other while you're here. I just have to figure out something to do with you now," she told the bug creature before trotting over to Cherish and looked at her in concern. "Are you doing okay, Cherish? We've got two ingredients, we just need a third one now and hopefully, we can perform the ritual for you to unbind you from the stick and onto my castle."

"Thzzzcrxx. The queen won't like I left. But she will be appeased to know of the outside."

"It better not be to cause trouble."

"Xxkrth. She is not as The Eternal Queen were. The invader we met, made sure to tell her children what would happen, were they to follow the path of war. Princess Endorphine was the only one who listened. The sole contender for the throne."

It were implied here, that the other potential queens who could take over, whom had not been listening to Madamme Macabre's warnings, were no longer among them. No wonder that this one were wary and alert once it met the elderly mare. She had personally seen the danger that one posed, and like her new queen, had understood that her warning were best heard, and her presence one to fear.

Meanwhile, Cherish were getting more in focus, as she managed to get past her feeling of queasy, new-vomiting. Something told her that she'd never get used to teleporting, judging by how it had affected her thus far. Must be what others who had seasickness felt like,, when they had to be on a boat.

"Urgh. I'm... I'm fine. It's passing.

Though you heard the scary mare, princess. It wouldn't rebind me. I'd be free, if it were. It'd still stay though. I made a promise. It'll just be nice to be able to float around elsewhere, without having to rely on you to move me. At least for the next few centuries. I thingk it might get me stuck again eventually, if I stay in an area, but being confined to a whole town isn't so bad, right? That's still a lot more space than before.

T-Thank you for your concern though, Twilight. Hopefully the worst of this is over now."

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@Sekel

10 hours ago, Sekel said:

"Uh ... Happy?" Aurora asked nervously when she checked on him and even whimpered a bit. "Don't freak out but ... y-you sh-should look behind you."

"Why? What're back the-"

He'd turn around, and get face to face with the oddity that were trailing them. At which point a rather unmanly noise came out of his muzzle, before a stream of shocked profanities flowed out. Some rather crude stuff, which the goo monster then started to repeat, whilst slowly changing it's gooey form to one looking like Happy.

"Oh come on, that's not cool!"

"Oh shut up."

"Would you stop that?"

"Do I have to?"

It were about this point that Happy just lifted the creature in his magic, and threw it away. Wherever it landed, he could hear a splat some way from them, indicating it hit something. Whatever it were, he felt a little better from that. Still irritated though.

"I swear, I hate those things."

"What? Goo creatures? But they're so fun. Don't you think so, bug pony?"

The new voice came from the front, where a pumpkin with eyes, cat ears and a big, Nightmare Night-like smile on it's face, had lowered down in a thread of orange silk from a tree, and talked to them.

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@Rising Dusk

8 hours ago, Rising Dusk said:

The taxi pulled up to the trio of mares and Gold Mane opened the side door that lead into the interior of the carriage. Decent cushioned seats, Gold Mane and Cork sat on the seats with their backs toward the stallion, leaving the back bench for Omen for better window viewing. "Capitol Hill please, kind sir," the middle aged mare requested from the driver. "Ma'am," the driver nodded and pulled away from the curb to take to the streets.

"Ooooh, is this some sort of wagon? It's really pretty, sir."

She'd give her compliments to the driver, once Grave figured out what this cart were for in the first place. They got nothing like this in Harrowmark, that she knew of. Maybe in the capitol, but she had never been there, so how would she know? She just knew her smaller areas, and the ghost town she had settled down in eventually, and that was about it. And in those places, you either walked, or used an open, or semi-open wagon with a diamond dog, controlled risen, or tamed wicker creature of some kind to drag it along.

She'd tentatively wander inside the cart, and have a seat on the spot that had been made for her, and she weren't gonna lie: She felt like royalty. It was a very pretty thing, and there were being transported within it. Whilst wearing her new dress. This were the sort you'd only experience in fairytales where she were from, or what one could imagine the royalties did, when Twisted had them parade for his own, mocking amusement.

She'

d look out the window the entire trip, with eyes gazing on in wonder at the splendor of it all. She must've looked like an oversized filly to the two officers, but she just couldn't help herself. Everything was so pretty, and full of life. Even the alleys where the dumpsters were, seemed to have a more high class, friendly feel than what she were used to. Granted, there were likely no mimics or rat kings there either, so that helped, but still. Very pretty and full of things to explore for her, in the times ahead.

"This place is so amazing. Even when I still lived in a town full of living ponies, there were nowhere near this sort of lively atmosphere. And the amount of ponies are craaazy. And just look at how orderly and clean it all are! Eeee. This beats the ghost town I lived in by so much, I can't even measure it.

Are every place in this country this amazing? Like, is it all full of massive amounts of buildings, and happy creatures? Is it just ponies out there, or do you have diamond dogs too, for example? They're great creatures. Had one as a good friend before the thorn illness took him.

*gasp* What's That?!"

She'd point out through the window, as a large creature wandering down the street, with scales and a long tail. Along with massive wings, and a rather regal walk to him. A special creature she had never experienced before.

To the others, this would register as a typical city dragon. The sort who tended to get along well enough with ponies, and weren't so large that they couldn't orderly live in a town with the smaller creatures. Even if this one were about six times that of a regular pony. Well behaved it seemed though, as he waited his turn, as carts went past, and made sure not to step on anyone, or swipe things with his tail.

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@Catpone Cerberus

"I think you're right. They know us now, so if they cause more trouble, we can return to deal with them. For a price. Something tells me with the issues they have, the ponies may be willing to pay us to return here eventually."

Leviathan would slowly, yet reluctantly let go of Charir. It were good that he seemed somewhat receptive to her more caring attitude, but she wouldn't overstay her welcome on that matter. Not when it were something so new, and drastically different from what he were used to.

The way Ruby acted were likely different for him too. To go from having one caretaker basically treating him like dirt, to now have two where one gave him a sort of care their variant of dragons seemingly weren't used to, and the other were staunchly defensive, must be strange for the young one.

"Come on then, let's fly away, and see what else we can find to do. Maybe something less dangerous, after this thrill. A little too close to getting Charir hurt for my taste."

She'd fly up quickly, and have a look around, just to see what were happening, and then seemingly froze. Something had apparently caught her eye.

"Huh... Stay here for a bit, or just fly out I'll be there soon."

When she would eventually rejoin them, she would be carrying an old pair of glasses, seemingly fit for a pony, with various gears and such on it. The glass itself seemed broken on the left, yet inside, were a folded piece of bark, with a scrawled plea for help, and something about being trapped by the chimera alpha. Old set of glasses, but the scribble seemed almost fresh.

"Saw it glistening in a tree. Seems like something they'd want to hear about on our way out. Guessing this alpha is the one who had the loud hissing earlier."

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@Catpone Cerberus

4 hours ago, Catpone Cerberus said:

"You could say that." Scarecrow said "There is indeed something where your insight could be helpful, but I'm not comfortable discussing it in such....open area." he explained "And I am aware that sounds like a trap, but it is not, and if you want, you can make any necessary precautions you want, there just happens to be few....visual details, that would be better kept between us."

"... You didn't... K-Kill somepony, and want help to get rid of the body, r-right?"

"Earth Mother no, nothing of the sort. I promise you, that he have done nothing of the sort. It is fully innocent what he have in mind, and are not related to him wanting to hurt, nor having hurt, someone else in recent times."

Ploughman were still unsure on this, as the wording had made her cautious, but the mare seemed like a nice, kind one. If she hung around this one, it couldn't be that bad, right? And it wasn't like she couldn't defend herself. This scythe weren't just for show, or harvesting produce. She were quite capable of hurting others, if she had a need or want to. Mostly just a need though. She rarely wanted to, as she wasn't one who liked to resort to such methods, unless there wasn't another choice, or she were cornered.

4 hours ago, Catpone Cerberus said:

"So if possible, it would be appreciated if we could have a private discussion at some point."

"Well, I suppose it w-would be okay. Just have to wait a little. B-Big Mac wished to show me around on the farm, and have me talk with G-Granny Smith about the cider. Apparently, they make it into marmelade here, of some kind? I d-don't know for sure, but I think we can teach each other much, and it'll be n-nice to meet with some more of the family.

You can join if you w-want, and we can try and find a bit of time to talk d-during it then? Or I guess, we can m-meet later. I don't know much about the t-town, but I could talk with you here, on the far side of the orchard if it w-were? In like... I d-dunno, four hours, maybe?"

The question came down to what Scarecrow would prefer, as it were his decision to make on this matter. It were his life after all. Or unlife? Depended on the way you looked at it.

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@Catpone Cerberus

4 hours ago, Catpone Cerberus said:

"We are skilled in magic... but we are also very good in both armed.. and unarmed combat." "When going against.. the Night Guard, you can't rely.. on one thing." when your enemy is prepared for anything, you need to be ready to use everything. "We can hunt without magic.. or weapons if needed."

"Wise. Never know when you face anti-magic, or a blade won't do the trick. Versatility is often the key to victory."

It wouldn't always work, as there were times when you faced one superior in everything, compared to you. How one then handled things, tended to vary. Some wanting to die in a blaze of glory. Others surrendering, and praying for the best. Whilst she for example, would bargain with the one who won, to ensure her own hide.

"So you have means to support yourself then. That is an important part, and I may know where to find some weapons that could be of use. to you. Without technically stealing them. I don't consider it to be theft is the previous owners are already dead, in any case. Some adventurers are predictably reckless, and leaves salvageable parts behind.

Yet first, you need to be at enough strength to wander out of here. From what I have scoured, you seem to be healthy at least, so the question just comes down to when you are feeling healthy enough to walk without issues. From your condition when I found you, I can imagine it may take a few days. Though I cannot say. You may simply be this scrawny by nature.

Though recovery tends to require suitable food, and rest. Rest I doubt will be an issue, but I can't imagine there are meat within this premise, as this town is full of equines. Predictably against the practice of butchering, though I am have no qualms about it. I could offer to procure some fresh meat, if it were of some interest?"

She didn't usually go out of her way to serve others like this, but she had a need for them to be on good terms with one another, for when the princess would inevitably seek them out. It would help her case, as much as it would theirs, and it wasn't as if she had lied about doing this for selfish reasons. She just hadn't been directly asked about it, and as such, had not technically lied, as much as simply choosing not to divulge the information.

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@Windy Breeze

7 hours ago, Windy Breeze said:

Arriving at the inn/bar Razor has been talking about, I quickly opened the door and and pushed Sorrow inside without any warning before closing the door, surprising a bartender busy cleaning a mug used by some patron, probably stallion whom I saw walking out of the building. The stallion, whom I guess is Cimex is an brown earth pony with red mane and tail, and golden eyes. He regained his composure and questioned us “What can I do for you, ladies?" He spoke in a lovely, formal, and attracted tone, something which I don't expect from a bartender.

The push was a nice idea but Sorrow had already been in motion, and it ended up causing her to get off balance, and waddle forwards, before falling on her stomach. Which caused Legion to swing up, and hit her in the noggin. Made for quite a hollow clonk, but at least she hadn't gotten the teeth stuck on her head, and gotten an imprint that way. Though some might feel snarky enough to ask if the hollow sound had come from the oversized rodent skull, or her own. Like she had never heard That one before.

"Uuuurgh... Ouchies..."

She got up and rubbed her head. Not a fine introduction she'd say, and a fair bit away from the well spoken one that the bartender presented them with. One who were maybe Cimex, though she thought hat one were a female. Maybe she heard wrong though. Things had been sorta hectic. And still were, honestly.

"Hi, we're... We're looking for somepony called Cimex? And sorry for the uhm... Yeah. There's some nasty types on the run out there."

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@Windy Breeze @Califorum @Kujamih

13 hours ago, Kujamih said:

"... Seriusly.. you got use dimension destroying beings at your side asking you if you need help on the matter about your parents who was supposedly been missing due to myateriously atrong magic... That might involve other dimensions."

"Yeah, but I also just met you. Ain't right to just go up to new folks who barely know you, and ask them to drop their stuff and go look at what might be a fools errand. Gonna at least take you out to dinner before we go to that base, eh?"

Molotov grinned at Light, and gave him a little wiggle with his free eye. It were sure nice to get the offering of help, but he were being serious here, to some extend. They Just met. It were probably best for them to get more chummy before going ahead and checking there.

"Also, it's my home, but we'd technically be trespassing, since it's locked down by the royal guards. So, not thinking it's right to just throw you into legal issues. Ain't a good start."

11 hours ago, Windy Breeze said:

Blue and Luna felt pity for Molotov and Blitz upon hearing Molotov's tale. It was a sad tradedy that could leave a scar in the life of any pony or creature. Wanting to comfort Molotov, Luna approached and did what any mares would unlikely do to strangers: she hugged him.

Molotov froze as the mare hugged him, unsure of what to do. Usually mares only got this close to toss him into a wall or something, so he were a bit on the deep end here. Didn't help either the the mood were sorta broken, by the fact that the mare had hit Carmen, who then to not fall to the ground, grasped hold of Molotov's mane with her small fang, swung, and ended up plopping into Luna's mane.

"Hey, that's uuh... Thanks gal. Maybe just stand still and lemme help you with that though?"

He'd use his magic to get Carmen out of the hair, though how difficult it'd be, depended on if Luna decided if she wanted to flail around, and make it worse. Carmen traversed well in hair normally, but she had gotten plopped in on an unusual trajectory. It didn't make it a simple task for her in this situation, and not everypony dealt with a spider that were about the size of a filly's head, with grey, fuzzy hair and metallic legs. It had a certain *Eeeew* effect on some. Especially arachnophobes, and technophobes.

North Star · February 14, 2021

2 hours ago, Blitz Boom said:

mokey had halted to have a better look at the mosaic as well, wondering if it perhaps depicted something of a danger in here. Weren't too unusual to have that happen, as a lot of such temples had guardians, or were built to keep something locked up. Often the things depicted had long since escaped, or died, but it never hurt to watch and make sure. Especially not as even though the prime one of old might be dead, there were always the chance of offspring that had taken their place, which might well be even nastier.

His eyes shifted away as he saw his companion withdraw something, which seemed to let off some chimes. A peculiar little device, that certainly drew his eyes to it, wanting to know what the meaning might be of this thing. An answer he got before the question even left his muzzle.

"A dark magic sensor? Haven't seen one of those in years, and the last were not this musical. A rare treasure you have there, and one whose warning I will take to heart. In fact..."

Smokey would pick up a loose rock tot he side, and wrap it in a small smoke spell, before throwing it forward, just to see if anything would activate. if not, he'd continue to move on, and use said stone to check for more areas that might have a dangerous, magical ward. Slower though, in case they'd find some stones that had a movement sensitive trigger, or other such traps, along with whatever dark magic might linger here. If it were close, of course. Could be it were powerful, and just radiating it this far out.

"It really is, I can't thank that buffalo enough - saved my hide so many times." Fuchsia is eager to say more about it, but doesn't want to blab when danger might be close. "Remind me to tell you all about how I found it when we're in the clear ok."

When Smokey casts the stone, Fuchsia watches its flight closely. Fuchsia, crouches low just in case. Her ears prick up at the ominous sound of a click from the ceiling... but nothing happens. She de-tenses and gives a sigh of relief. "Wait a sec - just wanna make sure it's really safe." she seeks out the source of the click to make sure. By the light of her bauble she can just about make out an indentation in the ceiling and a hole which has been filled by a questing vine that must have grown down from the entrance, looking for water. "I think it was a vent that's been blocked. I wonder what would have come out of it? A dart, or maybe some sort of gas?" Fuchsia muses.

"Anyway let's push on." Fuchsia trots cautiously along, picking each hoof-step and holding the dream catcher in her mouth in case of more traps.

Windy Breeze · February 15, 2021

@Blitz Boom

“You're looking for Cimex? Just a moment” the stallion went out of the counter, he stopped just as he was 5 meters away from me. To my shock, he was enveloped in green flames, something which made me immediately realized the stallion was not a pony. When the flames disintegrated, a changeling now stood before us, “Ladies, my name is Cimex” she spoke up, not only confirming her identity but also confirming they were female, “It has been long since I've been called by my real now instead of the made up one. I asked you mares a question: what can I do for you?”

Windy Breeze · February 15, 2021

@Blitz Boom @Califorum @Kujamih

Luna stared up at the robotic spider now nesting on her mane. While she has no arachnophobia, it felt wrong to have something with so many legs standing on her mane and head. She remained in her hug posture, though her breathing has become forced. Meanwhile, Blue stifled a laugh from coming out of her mouth.

EQ_Theta · February 15, 2021

@Blitz Boom

“Twisting logic in such a way that I can’t comprehend it… Not exactly what I’d consider entertaining but whoever came up with that for the play must’ve been on something strong.”

“And making it fun and catchy? That’s an achievement to be proud of. Seems like the tea party is something to remember for a long time. The tea party was my highlight.”

“Really? I’m more fond of the last part. The trial was nonsensical and eventually that devolved into a brawl. Good thing it was a dream, which probably explains why the whole thing seemed too crazy to happen in reality. Then again, who am I to say what is normal? We watched shapeshifters put on a play in the midst of creatures who can wield magic like it’s nothing. It probably takes a lot to say something is crazy and surreal.”

Frankly, the whole play was a fun, if confusing, diversion. A good one to remember for a long time, and it would be the talk of the village once the siblings finds the time to narrate its events. Shame they couldn’t leave to watch the next show in Las Pegasus, but their work will come first. The elders back home would start grilling them over everything they’ve seen, heard, and experienced, and that would likely take up a lot of time.

By then, the crowds had started to clear out of the area, but Sen and Lin were content to sit for a moment. Aside from giving time for the place to empty out, they were more interested in collecting their thoughts. The play, the evening, their adventure… These things felt like they only happened moments ago, but knowing how this whole series of events came to be, time must’ve passed them by so quickly.

“You know? This is nice. Getting to spend time with friends like this, I don’t know if I could want it any other way. It’ll be hard to go back to daily life knowing it’ll be a while before we can do something like this again.”

“That reminds me, I’ve been meaning to find one of those picture, or um… photo booth places. I think I brought that up with either Banshee or Tomb earlier? Anyway, I’d like to get something for us to remember this night. Could be something to put in the picture frame Omen won earlier. We’ll get you one, too, Rosa! Sound good?”

Midnight_Aurora · February 17, 2021

@Blitz Boom

Cacora's PoV:

**When she starts talking about a two in one cacora looks confused. It seems she didn't notice when the other had taken over.** "That's odd. I know I don't have two souls inside. That honor belongs to another, I have heard about, that serves the Night Princess. But there is a legend among Changelings of an old being that doesn't have a true physical form. She tends to use others, according to the legend, to speak and enact her will. You may have referred to her probably."

**The eyes only glow for a second after Cacora speaks and the being, making use of Cacora's form, just smiles and winks before the glow ends.**

**Cacora wasn't fast enough to react when she heard the castle crumble a bit and almost hit her new shark pony friend. This saddens her a little as she thinks,** 'Damn it all to Tartarus. I really need to practice my reflexes. I don't desire any friends to potentially get hurt.'

@Blitz Boom

Silverwing's PoV:

**Silverwing thinks for but a moment following after whichever way Vivid leads.** "That's an easy one to answer. I know that I can make each potion normally last about a week before having to take another. Or, when not around others, I can always wait to take it as needed for interaction. As for running out, I know what I need to make the potion but don't have enough of the two main ingredients to make it. Heart's Desire and Poison Joke being the two. And yes I know how Poison Joke can normally affect one. That's why if and when I can gather some, I will use proper effects. That's so as to not touch the flowers directly. I wouldn't want to be an Apple Tiny, a Raspberry Tunge, a Floppy Horn, a Rainbow Crash, a Deep Manly Voice or even a Manegy Rarity. While each is funny. The reactions also brought a bit of sadness for a while. But they were warned. Beware those flowers of blue, for they are no joke."

**When spoken of about the events of the land he says,** "I know a good number of them and about when, in Equestrian time, they happen. As well as their similar event from where I come from. Though some don't have events that we celebrate back home. Just to name a few; hearts and hooves day back home would be Valentine's Day, Heart's Warming Eve would be Christmas, Nightmare Night would be All Hallow's Eve or Halloween. But the crystal fair is not one of the common ones. The running of the leaves is equivalent to the fall festival but without the running to make leaves fall. Winter Wrap up is probably equivalent to what I like to call the Spring Festival. My old world may be a dark and deadly world that demons would call a holiday, but it has its moments of beauty."

**He nods in agreement with heading to the castle first. He let's her lead.** "That's fine. I have already figured out the message and have it written down, so I don't forget it. And I even thought to write it in a similar manor to Zecora's speech style. The wings of silver rises once more. Being the message itself."

Evil Pink One · February 17, 2021

On 2021-02-15 at 9:42 AM, Windy Breeze said:

@Blitz Boom @Califorum @Kujamih

Luna stared up at the robotic spider now nesting on her mane. While she has no arachnophobia, it felt wrong to have something with so many legs standing on her mane and head. She remained in her hug posture, though her breathing has become forced. Meanwhile, Blue stifled a laugh from coming out of her mouth.

"... Pfftt".. Light hold his laugh.....

" So lets have dinner already, whered you want to eat blitz" Light gave a smile to the filly.

Catpone Cerberus · February 17, 2021

@Blitz Boom
Ruby said something to Charir, presumably informing him they it was time to leave, and while he was still bit confused, he understood that right away, becasue no matter how weirdly Ruby may have been acting, she was still a female dragon who could easily crush him, and he wasn't willing to test her patience. Charir was going to follow Leviathan but Ruby told him to wait, which he did, and to his surprise Ruby actually explained the reason too while they waited for Leviathan. He tilted his head when he saw the glasses but didn't do anything else regarding them.

"One would think they would know if someone is in there....though then again, the pony guard isn't exactly known for its competence." if it would have been up to her, she wouldn't have bothered with the glasses, one possibly dead pony didn't really faze her enough, and in her opinion the rescue party that was probably going to be made for this was a waste, why risk many for sake of one? "But I guess it won't hurt to tell them, though I certainly won't be going on any rescue missions."

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Scarecrow didn't say it but he wanted to point out that if he wanted to get rid of a body, he wouldn't be asking a pony for help, or anyone in that matter, it wasn't exactly hard to just drop it out somewhere for wild animals to feed on after all.

"Later it shall be then, as I'm not big on extensive social interaction, but I'll hang around the orchard." "I guess we'll leave you to it for now." he half asked, mainly wanting Lyriel's input "As it is clear that you feel uncomfortable around me, and I don't want to ruin your plans with my presence."

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"I can also.. make weapons." Trox informed "Provided this place.. has any usable materials.. anywhere." he had a feeling that the weapons this place had were museum stuff, so if there was any technology or/and magical materials around anywhere, it would most likely be better to just build his own. Not that blades were outside their used weapons, because even in the highly technological land they came from, a sharp piece of metal was exactly what you needed to take someone down.

They thought about the offer of meat, they didn't really have a preference, having used to eating whatever was available, but meat would be lot more helpful for gaining weight. "And while.. we do fare well.. enough with fruits..." Trox started, but Sheska cut in"Assuming we get more.. after they run out." she said it while taking the last fruit, they had been eating them while the conversations had been going on, minus that one that got destroyed on Solar's face of course "...It would be good.. to get some meat too, because while.. we aren't physically.. the most impressive species.. out there, not eating for....few years.. if your years are in.. direct relation.. to ours, it takes a toll.. on one's body." they still didn't know exactly how long it had been, since while the number of the year here was few years from their capture, there was no way of knowing if it matched the current year in their world.

The siblings had their suspicions about the changeling queen, because while in their world kindness wasn't rare per say, it was a well know that most creatures had their own self-interest in mind, that just was how it was, so of course this one also wanted something from them, but they didn't ask about it yet, because...well, self-interest, she was helping them, and they needed help.

Sphinx-Ara · February 18, 2021

@Blitz Boom

Silicon would be on the outskirts of Ponyville, checking her backpack and making sure she had enough bits. Once she was satisfied she'd have enough, at least for a few days, she would shrug her backpack into place and trot into the small town, enjoying the fact that it was a small, friendly town, as she had been in some of the bigger towns or cities ,and she never felt at ease there.

Edited February 18, 2021 by Silicon Chimera

Blitz Boom · February 18, 2021

@Silicon Chimera

"I got a lovely bunch of coconuts-"

The sound of a stallion clapping his hooves slightly against the ground, in a way which indicated that he were tapping to the tune, came from the greenery not too far from where Silicon had entered. off the beaten path in fact, though that were perfectly fine for the stallion in question. You rarely found something interesting when you followed the road.

A meow would come not long after he paused to hum and step, trying to follow the tune, and then, the once who had spoken came out of the brush.

"A valid attempt, my fuzzy friend."

Orchid would pat the cat as it leaned up against him and purred. Adorable little thing, and a great companion in his lonely search for knowledge. Not much in the way of musical talent, yet no one were perfect. Just look at him. He were so focused on first doing that, and then hold up a small,. sealed bag with a dozen weird blue and lime-green seeds, that he just about hit somepony! Not his finest entry into this town, that were for certain.

"Ah, sorry for my blunder, my mind were over yonder. Are you still fairing well? If not, please do tell. I wouldn't want to cause you unrest, or feeling distressed."

Whilst he rhymed away, as their kind tended to do, and give a warm smile towards the one he bumped into - seemingly a female with a fascinating little backpack - the cat would wander from him, and go over to rub her side against the unknown female. She were an affectionate little one.

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@Catpone Cerberus

On 2021-02-17 at 10:07 AM, Catpone Cerberus said:

"One would think they would know if someone is in there....though then again, the pony guard isn't exactly known for its competence." if it would have been up to her, she wouldn't have bothered with the glasses, one possibly dead pony didn't really faze her enough, and in her opinion the rescue party that was probably going to be made for this was a waste, why risk many for sake of one? "But I guess it won't hurt to tell them, though I certainly won't be going on any rescue missions."

"I like personal possessions for my horde, and I figured this might have been someone's treasured goggles they lost. Now, I just think I may as well give them to the ponies when we leave, and let them do what they want with them. Who knows? Maybe they'll call upon us at some point to clear more out, and we can make them pay us for it. Even if not, they tend to care less what you do if they see you help them now and again, and this isn't an issue to fork over to them. And if this... Fauna Phantasma Boom is someone important to them, it might earn us if nothing else, a minor favor. They're a lesser race, but there's still things they can be useful for, so having some of those to cash in at times, can come in handy."

She read the name from the inside of the goggles. A strange name, but then again, it was an equine. They were all weird, one way or another. Dragon names were more sensible, with them usually being simple, gem/mineral/elemental related, or based on something they thought sounded gruff. Her own were given because the one who nicked her egg were a fan of bombastic names, but for a dragon, it still wasn't all that out there.

Flying off, they'd be able to deliver the goggles, and be told briefly that this were somepony they had heard off, but didn't think were still alive, and then thanked for their service. They'd wander off to try and organize a rescue mission amongst the guards, and one taking advantage of the unrest the dragons caused. Only one who remained, were one who'd give them a bag of bits, about the size of his own head. Standard reward for their work, rushed along as they had given them an opportunity they needed to take advantage off, and didn't want to spend time on paperwork.

They'd be able to fly up and get on their way in less than three minutes from handing over the glasses, so it wouldn't waste a lot of times, and Ruby would have a neat bag of coins to hold. She were the biggest, so the pony assumed she were their leader, or something. Best to just pay the biggest dragon in his opinion, to be safe.

"That wasn't so bad. Any idea what you want to do now? We could try and pester your bird again if it were, but he's likely in a large town. Might still be too much for Charir. Or for them, depending on how he'd react to it."

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@Catpone Cerberus

On 2021-02-17 at 10:07 AM, Catpone Cerberus said:

"Later it shall be then, as I'm not big on extensive social interaction, but I'll hang around the orchard." "I guess we'll leave you to it for now." he half asked, mainly wanting Lyriel's input "As it is clear that you feel uncomfortable around me, and I don't want to ruin your plans with my presence."

"Well uhm... O-Okay then. See you later, I guess?"

She'd scurry off, with her scarecrow in tow, which had started to cackle in a low, raspy tone, whilst looking towards Crow. Who'd then in turn, look back at it, with narrowed eyes, and a wholly sour demeanor. It did not trust that little thing.

"That could have gone better, but I suppose, it could have gone worse too. I think we should find some rejoice in at least knowing that you aren't exposed, my friend. She only sense an aura, that might be lingering. For one who can feel death, that seems to be little enough to explain it away, if needed.

I am surprised and worried though, that you show such interest in her. Hearing that you wish to let the costume fall before her, and with what she can do... Are you hoping that she might be able to help you return to the cycle?"

She would be sad to lose Scarecrow as a friend already, but she would understand his wish to end his current existence. It seemed to be a limbo of pain, which ascended the physical, and trapped him in this rotted shell of his. It were not a fate one should endure, and his eagerness to have it end, and simply pass on, instead of being stuck like this, were understandable. As mentioned, she would of course miss him though, but as his friend, she would support his decision, and if need be, bury him in a blooming field. Maybe his soul would find further rest, if he knew that his corpse would be the mulch from which much life would spring. It were in her culture at least, and it could not hurt to follow this when it came to him, no?

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@Catpone Cerberus

Onache nearly sneered at what she heard. Not the part about them needing materials, and wanting to make weapons themselves, That she could understand, and she may be able to arrange something, which would not cause harm in the process, to help them with this.

"So they did not even feed you properly? Fools. How do they expect to keep a workforce at their potential, if they are not given at least some care? Food and scheduled sleep are important to make your workers able-bodied for longer. Withering them away like you, is a waste of potential, and poor management. Some slavers are simply intolerably shortsighted and foolish."

Sure sure, it were horrible the way they were treated, yet she also wanted to focus on how badly it were done by those who had put them through that. If they made sure to keep their bodies strong, and worked on breaking their spirits instead, they would have much more efficient, lasting slaves. Controlling them via starving them, only lead to desperation and riots, along with an increasingly high need to replace workers with new ones, who then had to be molded into doing a job they might not have done before, and hence might do miserably at.

Their methods were cruel, stupid, and lacked a proper way to utilize what you had correctly. How in the world had they managed to keep separate dictatorships active for as long as it sounded like they had, and still fail so miserably in seeing how to run it efficiently?

"Regardless, I will return with something that should suffice soon. In the meantime however-"

Her horn glowed, and the nurse from before came in, whistling, and talking about it being time to restock the bowl. Not something they always did, but this were a simplistic manipulation to do. Trivial really. And with that action, she would take off.

She'd return an hour later, looking no worse for the wear, and having a box around the size of her torso waving after her. Usually this would get searched, but y'know, she made them ignore that.

If the kobolds were still there, she'd open it, to reveal several slices of boar meat, cut cleanly through. Including the bones, which didn't seem to have given any resistance. Half of the pieces were also cooked, as she weren't certain if they ate their meat raw, so it had seemed simpler to just do this, and contemplate her next move in the meantime.

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@Midnight_Aurora

On 2021-02-17 at 3:46 AM, Midnight_Aurora said:

**The eyes only glow for a second after Cacora speaks and the being, making use of Cacora's form, just smiles and winks before the glow ends.**

**Cacora wasn't fast enough to react when she heard the castle crumble a bit and almost hit her new shark pony friend. This saddens her a little as she thinks,** 'Damn it all to Tartarus. I really need to practice my reflexes. I don't desire any friends to potentially get hurt.'

Rose had a good wink and a giggle at seeing this. So it were less two in one, and more this one getting possessed? Cool! Mom were definitely going to like this one.

As for the comment about her reflexes, Rose had a minor giggle herself, as the shark mare just looked confused at them, wondering what sort of danger they were talking about.

"This place is in real bad shape, but we'll get it sorted out. And it's not bad, y'know. I still got the rock. Hehe, I'm mom's last sliver of destruction. Erasing things is my whole stick of fun."

Leading them on as she spoke, they'd finally get to their destination: A seemingly boring door, in the wall ahead of them. To the right and left, were ones marked to make it clear those rooms had belonged to the princesses, once upon a time, but the middle door were the one she were going for, and she'd open it to reveal the entry to a massive forest. Some sort of light were hanging above it, acting like a kind of sun, and through the impossibly large forest area, flew small creatures seemingly made of light, whilst more *regular* critters also rummaged around. Including some small, three headed snakes that seemingly fed on the light creatures, once they got too close to certain flowers. Eating them, seemed to make the snakes look invigorated and glow, before moving on.

There were also the thump of who were likely Henry further inside, as the noise were similar to that heard outside, so he had gotten here before them.

"Sweet, sweet, vacation home. Come on in. It's fun in here: It's full of life you won't see outside, and funny plants. Ignore the zebra striped bamboo stick though. They'll just try and sell you insurance."

The shark mare enjoyed it at least, as she went in, and jumped ahead, so that she could roll around in the fresh grass, and small flowers.

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@Midnight_Aurora

On 2021-02-17 at 3:46 AM, Midnight_Aurora said:

**Silverwing thinks for but a moment following after whichever way Vivid leads.** "That's an easy one to answer. I know that I can make each potion normally last about a week before having to take another. Or, when not around others, I can always wait to take it as needed for interaction. As for running out, I know what I need to make the potion but don't have enough of the two main ingredients to make it. Heart's Desire and Poison Joke being the two. And yes I know how Poison Joke can normally affect one. That's why if and when I can gather some, I will use proper effects. That's so as to not touch the flowers directly. I wouldn't want to be an Apple Tiny, a Raspberry Tunge, a Floppy Horn, a Rainbow Crash, a Deep Manly Voice or even a Manegy Rarity. While each is funny. The reactions also brought a bit of sadness for a while. But they were warned. Beware those flowers of blue, for they are no joke."

"When I were a filly, it were not unheard of for earth ponies to send some poison joke into the boxes that the unicorns got of produce, when they were less than appreciative of their work. It is a very disruptive, chaotic plant. Yet one which indeed have some uses. I find the seeds - if plucked correctly - to be good for spiced nagatongue tea."

On 2021-02-17 at 3:46 AM, Midnight_Aurora said:

**When spoken of about the events of the land he says,** "I know a good number of them and about when, in Equestrian time, they happen. As well as their similar event from where I come from. Though some don't have events that we celebrate back home. Just to name a few; hearts and hooves day back home would be Valentine's Day, Heart's Warming Eve would be Christmas, Nightmare Night would be All Hallow's Eve or Halloween. But the crystal fair is not one of the common ones. The running of the leaves is equivalent to the fall festival but without the running to make leaves fall. Winter Wrap up is probably equivalent to what I like to call the Spring Festival. My old world may be a dark and deadly world that demons would call a holiday, but it has its moments of beauty."

"Interesting how another world entirely, still have celebrations that somehow mimics that of this one. Ones with similar theme's to their names even. A peculiar coincidence.

Demons have four prime celebrations.

The Great Harvest, where some of the tormented gets drained of the last energy they can provide, and are returned to the cycle for rebirth.

The Grand Carnival of Sin, where the souls of the truly depraved gets brought forth, and the maturing demons gets a chance at showing what they have learned in school. A graduation party of sorts, I suppose.

The Blind Silence is my preferred one. The one day each year, in which no screams are heard, as the damned gets a day of respite from the physical pains. And all the while, the Bleeding Mother wanders from layer to layer, a thousand pardons, to those she believes have deserved early redemption. To the damned, she is the closest to a deity they have, and many are those who pray in her name, to be granted the forgiveness she suffers to give them.

And then, there is Ahl-Ra Zanhzuehla. And if I spoke of that outside the demonic realms, I would be punished severely.

There are minor holidays too in a sense, depending on several things. One being created by Her, that I cannot speak of in here. She may hear me, and her words are poison, corrupting your soul with every letter that leaves her lips. Not even her flock are mad enough to risk summoning her, with any sort of frequency."

On 2021-02-17 at 3:46 AM, Midnight_Aurora said:

**He nods in agreement with heading to the castle first. He let's her lead.** "That's fine. I have already figured out the message and have it written down, so I don't forget it. And I even thought to write it in a similar manor to Zecora's speech style. The wings of silver rises once more. Being the message itself."

"I can't say if writing it in the style of a zebra makes it have more authority, but what do I know? It may hold some merit. In my time, it only meant that you intentionally wished to confuse those you spoke with. And that you somehow managed to find one of the rare exiles they had roaming Equestria, in it's early days. It were not a time of acceptance towards others. Even if they too were equine."

Their travels brought them over branches upon branches, and the landscape did not seem to change at all around them. Only the whispers below did, as they varied in what they tried to say, to get them to come down to them.

Soon enough, they'd stand at a particular tree, and Vivid would halt to look into a point near it. Seemingly just thin air, and yet, there appeared to be something she were silently observing for a little, before nodding, and moving along.

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@EQ_Theta

On 2021-02-15 at 3:38 PM, EQ_Theta said:

“Twisting logic in such a way that I can’t comprehend it… Not exactly what I’d consider entertaining but whoever came up with that for the play must’ve been on something strong.”

“And making it fun and catchy? That’s an achievement to be proud of. Seems like the tea party is something to remember for a long time. The tea party was my highlight.”

“Really? I’m more fond of the last part. The trial was nonsensical and eventually that devolved into a brawl. Good thing it was a dream, which probably explains why the whole thing seemed too crazy to happen in reality. Then again, who am I to say what is normal? We watched shapeshifters put on a play in the midst of creatures who can wield magic like it’s nothing. It probably takes a lot to say something is crazy and surreal.”

"Legends has it that the play came out not too many years after Discord were made into stone, and were loosely based off of what he had put some ponies through. The dream is supposedly meant to represent his reign ending, and them waking up to a world that made sense."

Queen Cheshire came over to them, at the edge of the stage. Not in costume, but in her full, changeling queen form, which were quite a bit taller than what she had shown before. She were still wearing an elegant red dress and shoes, along with having a bow in her hair. As well as the cheese legs and glistening fangs that befitted her kind.

"I don't know if it's true, but I could see it be some sort of therapy for somepony. Either way, it's a fun play to make, and I can sure feel I'm not the only one here that enjoyed it."

Omen weren't included in this, as she quite frankly, couldn't really sense any emotions off her at al. Another point that made the mare rather creepy to the queen, but she'd try and keep an open mind here.

"An unsubstantiated rumor, but one that does make a lot of sense. Though regardless, it was a good performance."

"Thank you. We try our best.

Anyway, not gonna take your time, just overheard that one, and wanted to butt in with something. You five take care. And try not to bump into the vats. Concentrated emotions can be a rough rush for non-emotion eaters. You don't wanna look like a crazy clown, do you Mr. Honkers?"

Cheshire pulled her tongue a little playfully at Sen, as she made a little jab at his current appearance. Lest there were more, she'd be on her way, up and help her hive clean up the stage, so they could go back and have a relaxing break before the next show.

Once she were eventually gone, as well as a good chunk of the audience, that went off to see other things at the carnival, Rosa would hear the next which were being said by Sen and Lin.

On 2021-02-15 at 3:38 PM, EQ_Theta said:

“You know? This is nice. Getting to spend time with friends like this, I don’t know if I could want it any other way. It’ll be hard to go back to daily life knowing it’ll be a while before we can do something like this again.”

“That reminds me, I’ve been meaning to find one of those picture, or um… photo booth places. I think I brought that up with either Banshee or Tomb earlier? Anyway, I’d like to get something for us to remember this night. Could be something to put in the picture frame Omen won earlier. We’ll get you one, too, Rosa! Sound good?”

"I'd love to. Usually they allow pictures to be kept in Equestrians jails, and I would like a picture of all of my friends there, to keep an eye out for me, until I get a chance to try this with you again. Hopefully, I could get out on a probationary basis at some point, within too many years."

It were still a little gloomy at the end of the day, that he knew his freedom were now timed in mere hours, but he had accepted this. It didn't sting as much, though he would definitely miss them all. Even if he assumed that he would still see them at times. Omen he suspected, did not care for/did not understand the principle of staying away from his prison cell, in the long run. So quite frankly, he fully expected her to literally pop her head in now and again.

"I think I saw it as we wandered over here before. Let us try and go that way again."

They would indeed have passed it. A rather small place, but it were bristling with customers it seemed, who got plenty a picture taken, and then sat around as it properly developed. There'd be some line to go through, but it shouldn't be so bad. 15 minutes tops. Less if they were lucky, perhaps.

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@Windy Breeze

Ooooh, a Changeling. That made a lot more sense with the name, and the gender fit too. She must not want to be harassed about her heritage, if she hid not just her form, but also gender. Or she identified as male, maybe? Usually Sorrow would be thinking on this, and debating with herself over whatever or not to bring it up, but there weren't time for that sort right now. Instead, she had to scramble too her hooves, and get up closer tot he mare, at the counter.

"We were told that if there were some issue we should come find you, and say uhm... Amicum Tuum."

She were pretty sure she said this right. And hopefully not too late either. They were likely to soon have the others find them, and sooner or later, they might end up catching the lot of them, if they did not act somewhat promptly.

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@abrony-mouse

On 2021-02-15 at 12:28 AM, Fuchsia said:

"It really is, I can't thank that buffalo enough - saved my hide so many times." Fuchsia is eager to say more about it, but doesn't want to blab when danger might be close. "Remind me to tell you all about how I found it when we're in the clear ok."

"When this adventure is done, I do hope that you will join me at my home, and exchange more stories. It is always good to meet a fellow adventurer, and it sounds as if you have many a peculiar tale to tell. Hopefully I will have some that are worthy for you too, in return."

This was certainly a delightful partner to have on his travels, and hopefully, she'd accept his offer. He wasn't trying anything with her. It were just nicer to sit around a table and share stories, with some treats in width, after a nice shower, than it were to do so in a dusty temple like this. He'd give though, that a campfire had a certain ambience that made some stories better. That he neither could, nor would, deny to be true.

On 2021-02-15 at 12:28 AM, Fuchsia said:

When Smokey casts the stone, Fuchsia watches its flight closely. Fuchsia, crouches low just in case. Her ears prick up at the ominous sound of a click from the ceiling... but nothing happens. She de-tenses and gives a sigh of relief. "Wait a sec - just wanna make sure it's really safe." she seeks out the source of the click to make sure. By the light of her bauble she can just about make out an indentation in the ceiling and a hole which has been filled by a questing vine that must have grown down from the entrance, looking for water. "I think it was a vent that's been blocked. I wonder what would have come out of it? A dart, or maybe some sort of gas?" Fuchsia muses.

"Anyway let's push on." Fuchsia trots cautiously along, picking each hoof-step and holding the dream catcher in her mouth in case of more traps.

"My bits are on gas. Darts tends to be more in the walls, and gas being dumbed down upon a subject, works well for ancient traps, since they were often in jars, or glass containers. Well spotted too, by the way."

He too had made note of it, but she had acted faster than him, and gone to explore what might be the source of it. Which thankfully, seemed to be an inert trap. Often something you found in temples like this, since even the most well kept traps, would eventually have to fail. Nature and time, tended to erode away at them sooner or later.

Not that he were complaining. It were far better than one who worked, such as one he bit note in when he saw a stone that were a tiny bit more raised than the others, and he motioned for Fuchsia to stand still. Afterwards, he'd stand at a distance, and use his horn to press down on the stone, which caused a dart to shoot from the other wall, and into the open on their left. Had they stepped on this, it were likely they would have been hit by this. And while whatever poison had once been on it were likely gone a long time ago, it were still deadly, and likely had bacteria crawling on the rusty metal.

"Seems like some of them still works. We should thread carefully."

An example of why would lay in the corner, as they'd be able to see a skeletal hoof of some long gone, past adventurer, who wasn't thinking wisely before going in here. Just the hoof though. There were no signs of where the rest of the pony were, but odds were that it were an adventurer. Who else would go in here? Well, perhaps the ones who had been here in the first place, but then it'd be weird to have a part laying here. Maybe something they'd get an answer to eventually, but they were best off getting a move on, for the time being.

Wouldn't be long - nor many other eroded traps - after, that they would reach an impasse. A forked road. With one seemingly angling down, and another, rising upwards.

"Ah, the eternal question: Left or right? What do you think, Fuchsia?"

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@Califorum

On 2021-02-14 at 9:41 PM, Magnolia said:

Magnolia had kept Zeehva embraced for a few moments longer. Before then she slowly pulled away and stood beside her and looked into her eyes. She simply did an almost fluid like nod to what Zeehva had said, taking her time to process what she had said mentally for a few awkward moments. "It helps that you are here too...I would be so lost and alone without you. Perhaps it is...best for stories another time and when we are in a better and more...suited area? And as for your...name they call you I hope that some day, you won't have to be that way anymore...but it will take time. Lots of time..." Magnolia had said in an attempt to be reassuring.

"It's okay, I don't mind the n-nickname. He used to tell me that there were only two reasons for the masses to give you one: They feared you, or they adored you. He s-said that was usually how heroes and villains were made..."

Tears would still fall from her eyes, but a small laugh would escape her too. Her husband had such good sayings, but tended to deliver them in a rather cheesy way at times. He had never been a master at speeches, but she still had found it endearing to her his hammy readings, and attempts at bravado. It were among the things that had at first made her fall for him, as he had saved a group she had been trapped in, by some dangerous kidnappers. He took her laughing at his speech afterwards rather well, though she were still somewhat surprised how it had evolved after that.

"You know, other Zebricans used to call him Zamzahla-Bahle. It's old Zebrican. I-It roughly translates to Clownboy."

It were meant affectionally, but it still made her laugh when she had at first heard the translation. Sure he made use of some things which accounted for the nickname, but it were still just baffling to her, that this of all things, had accounted for an affectionate nickname, among his peers. It still sounded mysterious and cool to outsiders of course, but for the natives, it had been kind of a laugh.

In fairness, his attire were pretty colorful, and he did have a penance for using magical items, which included special balloons. It wasn't as if it wasn't a fair one at times.

Magnolia should likely not know this name though. Her husband had been a hero, but it were in Zebrica only. He never moved out of the country, so any mention there would be of him, were from tourists that he had helped save.

On 2021-02-14 at 9:41 PM, Magnolia said:

Then she noted what Zeehava said about Timberwolves. "I do not scare against mere timberwolves. You have nothing to fear." Magnolia said in a more bold, yet also cold tone. She wasn't afraid of anything...much that was for sure. Being the mare that she was, her coldness against what comes against her would never really go away. Zeehva could tell that for sure as well. As they entered the forest, Magnolia did so with a bold step into the forest. The forest had lots of shadows, and it was where Magnolia was in her element.

"If it makes you feel any better, I still have more than my own magic. So I can easily fend any dangerous creatures off here, that lay in these woods. Fret not..." Magnolia had said, the previous nervousness and awkwardness almost fading away from her tone.

Following Magnolia into the forest, she got more of a smile on her lips, and the tears began to dry up, as the mare grew her confidence in talking about dealing with timberwolves. Not the largest threat in Equestria, but a wide spread one, that could be really dangerous for the weak and unprepared.

Usually most of them were smart enough to not interfere with travelers though. In most areas, they got too many beatings to find it worthwhile eventually. Not all places though, and the younger ones tended to get testy. Especially in mating season.

So far though, they seemed to be fine, as they wandered through the seemingly unkempt forest. Appeared to be somewhere that others did not normally wander. Likely gave more secrecy, which Scarcity obviously enjoyed. Couldn't have random folks walk in on one of her meetings.

"It's good to hear your voice have confidence again, Magnolia. I don't fear those creatures either though. They have easy to exploit weak points, that will split them apart simply enough, and most others tend to leave if they see a show of force on another of their flock. I worry more for those wandering into forests for a picnic, and who are are not prepared for a flock of them. I had to chase off a few flocks before, that were chasing couples that didn't think on preparing themselves. One of them didn't consider when the creatures had their mating season. It makes them more testy, and far more territorial. A troubling combination, when it comes to the ignorant."

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@Califorum @Windy Breeze @Kujamih

On 2021-02-15 at 2:42 AM, Windy Breeze said:

Luna stared up at the robotic spider now nesting on her mane. While she has no arachnophobia, it felt wrong to have something with so many legs standing on her mane and head. She remained in her hug posture, though her breathing has become forced. Meanwhile, Blue stifled a laugh from coming out of her mouth.

Wouldn't take too long, as she stood still and didn't frazzle around. A minute and a half, roughly, and Carmen would be free, and solidly back on Molotov's head again.

"Sorry about that. She's usually secured on my noggin or back, but she's not used to mares getting close to me unless it's to give me a smack or something like it, so she got a little turned about. And then we had an unfortunate hit. Just a real bad mixture of timing and stuff there. Thanks for being a trooper and stay still though. Carmen can't say it in words you understand, since I haven't worked out the proper way to get a small voice box made for her and Felicia yet, but she understands it isn't something a lot of folks like."

Carmen would indeed be giving off some whirrs and grinding sounds, in an effort to communicate, but only Molotov were aware of her minor language, in the group. And really, so far, only one other had cracked it. That being Rising Dusk, of the O.M. I. Smart cookie that one.

On 2021-02-14 at 11:45 PM, Califorum said:

Cali watched as Molotov was hugged by Luna there. She simply watched with a vague interest before saying, "Well whatever challenges lay in this dimension I am certain to beat them. As is...my magic type and source is beyond this realm's confines, I do not need to obey by the laws and physics in this world." Cali said proudly, taking a stance of sorts. However it was also an attempt to distract them from the sad topics of discussion.

"See? This here I like hearing too. Gotta have confidence if you wanna get anything done in life, right? Best to go by the laws though. Discord thought he didn't have to either, and he got stoned twice 'cause of it. Still, lemme think on it, alright? I might be able to think up a plan that'll mean that nothing goes bad, and we're not having folks called out in a bad way, for rummaging around in there.

We should get some chow first."

On 2021-02-17 at 7:07 AM, Kujamih said:

"... Pfftt".. Light hold his laugh.....

" So lets have dinner already, whered you want to eat blitz" Light gave a smile to the filly.

Blitz pulled at her string in response to this, wanting to go to the place she wanted to eat. One that Molotov knew well, as it were the one place she had asked to go a few times, and frankly, it wasn't a bad choice either.

"Alright, you know what? Lead the way sis, and we'll meet you there. It's close anyway, and now she's driven to a single goal. It'll make it simpler."

Pulling at the string with his horn, he'd unleash Blitz, who then rushed ahead, giggling like a mad filly.

"It's only around two hundred meters ahead, so it ain't so bad. You can't help but see where it is either. It's got the town's biggest ball pit. Drags in foals of all ages, and Blitz is a big fan of both that playground, and a quick haydog. They got other stuff too, so it should be fine for you folks too. Stuff without hay too, since I ain't sure that all present can eat that."

Sphinx-Ara · February 19, 2021

@Blitz Boom

As Silicon trotted into the town, she herself weren't exactly paying attention as she was admiring the sights. She was then gently bumped into by a zebra and she took a step back. As the zebra kindly rhymed his apology to her, she would smile "O-oh it is quite alright" she would say to him "In truth, I wasn't exactly looking where I was going either" she smiles and then smiles as she would look down to pet the kitty that rubbed against her "Is she yours? she's very cute and friendly" she asks.

Windy Breeze · February 19, 2021

@Blitz Boom

13 minutes ago, Blitz Boom said:

"We were told that if there were some issue we should come find you, and say uhm... Amicum Tuum."

Cimex's eyes widened “An emergency huh? You too must be one of Razor's friends. Come, I have prepared a room for you to stay in as long as you want” she turn around and went to a wall beside the counter, starting at it intently. I was going to question her what's she's doing when she uttered the password Sorrow used and the wall...well...it just made a hole in a shape of a doorway (minus the door), and leading to that doorway looks what it seems to be another lobby. Did this changeling just made a secret inn. My suspicions were proved wrong when we and Sorrow followed her into this lobby, there was a entrance door. The inn was devoid of any ponies but it didn't seem abandoned maybe some of the rooms are already occupied.

Cimex suddenly halted, her horn glowed in blue green aura, she closed her eyes. A loud thud can be heard elsewhere, which made me look around.

“Don't worry. I only put all the guests and staffs to a deep sleep. Now, no-one knows the two of you are here”

Windy Breeze · February 19, 2021

@Blitz Boom @Califorum @Kujamih

Luna watched in concern as Blitz left “Should one of us accompany her? Its dangerous for a filly to walk alone in the city” she asked Molotov, wondering why he did not bother to go instead.

Evil Pink One · February 19, 2021

@Blitz Boom @Califorum @Windy Breeze

Light was a bit silent today and just tagged along with the group... His face's reaction changed to a somewhat serious look.

"Hey Luna... You have involvement with the military here right? Are mass disappearance here common?"

Windy Breeze · February 19, 2021

@Kujamih @Blitz Boom @Califorum

Luna turned to Light “No. While I only worked for the Equestrian royalty for two years, I heard no such incident. Though, I swore i heard one news about a mare who has gone missing for years was found petrified in the most dangerous forest. She has already recovered from being statue and all”

Evil Pink One · February 19, 2021

@Califorum @Blitz Boom @Windy Breeze

"....hmm a lot of things don't add up..... Usually is and usally will be....now i fear what lies ahead of us..."

Light noticed another pony following luna.

"Luna... Im quite sure you have combat experience... But what about your...friend over there... Errr um sorry i forgot your name?... And what do you do exactly?"

Windy Breeze · February 19, 2021

@Kujamih @Califorum @Blitz Boom

Blue unconsciously stepped back when Light and Luna turned their attentions on her.

“Her name is Blue Wings. You can easily guess why that's her name” she pointsd out Blue's wings with blue wingtips (the rest of her wings is yellow just like her coat), “She just recently joined the Wonderbolts Academy as a cadet. I think she's capable of self-defense only a little bit” Luna explained.

EQ_Theta · February 19, 2021

@Blitz Boom

“Discord’s influence was felt to the longma, even if we never personally saw it. There was a time when the forest didn’t feel right. Trees floating, fish flying… Some of the longma back home were driven to insanity trying to piece together why those things happened. Why the world was flipped, turned upside down, was a mystery.”

“I didn’t think it could be more than a fun performance, but I may be inclined to think of it as just that. Fun and enjoyable. Thank you for the show, Cheshire; we’re definitely hoping we could catch another one in the future.”

The siblings bade Cheshire goodbye, though not without some playful curtsying from Sen. Given his already ridiculous appearance, he thought he’d humor the changeling queen before parting ways. He already looked like a clown, might as well play it up for all its worth, right? The gesture is something he saw many times while he was in Canterlot, and Sen always wondered if he’d be lucky enough to meet a princess. It’s not quite the same here, but he got his chance. He’d be careful around the vats, though, but it wouldn’t be a problem for everyone as the siblings already held some level of respect for Cheshire and her hive. The queen’s playful banter with them only made things more endearing and fun.

By then, Lin would follow Rosa to the photo booth. More waiting, as expected, but having some moments to just take stock of what’s left to do was sobering. Frankly, the longma was just as interested in how the whole process worked. The idea was an interesting one to ponder, how a moment in time could be captured and preserved. What emotions could be elicited by simply looking at the object?

“Whoever came up with the idea behind pictures in general ought to be commended. It must’ve been a big deal when it was first invented because it seems so normal to everyone.”

Before she could continue, her sights turned to Sen, who was pulled away from the group by several young fillies and colts who have mistaken him for an actual clown. Though Sen wouldn’t try to scare the little ones away, he was struggling to break the news to them that he isn’t a comical entertainer. Lin was speaking out loud, initially airing her thoughts to Rosa before she’d try to get his attention on Sen.

“Speaking of pictures, I was hoping to preserve that look my brother has right now. Look.”

Yes, I like pie, and no, I’m not a clown…. Maybe it would be best if you go back to your parents before they start worrying about where you went…. Fine, but only one honk each, okay?

The little fillies and colts took turns finding amusement with Sen’s gag nose before chuckling and running off. By then, Sen retuned to the queue and to the others, though he doesn’t seem too amused with the cheeky grin Lin is sporting, along with her attempting to stifle her laugh.

“Please tell me you didn’t see all of that.”

Midnight_Aurora · February 20, 2021

@Blitz Boom

Cacora's PoV:

**Cacora shrugs to her response about her thought, not knowing if the being can read thoughts. She however looks surprised and of a bit happy to see such a place.**

" It is beautiful in its own way. That much is certain."

**Cacora continues to follow after the being. But cautiously avoids the more preditory looking creatures.**

Silverwing's PoV:

**Silverwing follows Vivid and continues to ignore the voices. Knowing that they bring the shadows of Mother void against those who listen and he has long sense been done with that.**

**When they arrive at a tree Silverwing waits for her action. He doesn't desire to seem pushy about the task, nor does he desire a conflict of interest, at least while within this place. Plus he knows that he will have to play his cards right in order to aquire what he needs to.**

**As they continue, Silverwing asks,** "Not many know about Humans, correct? Than avoiding the one called Lyra and her human obsession would be my best action to remain hidden if needed after a bit."

North Star · February 20, 2021

On 2021-02-18 at 11:39 PM, Blitz Boom said:

"When this adventure is done, I do hope that you will join me at my home, and exchange more stories. It is always good to meet a fellow adventurer, and it sounds as if you have many a peculiar tale to tell. Hopefully I will have some that are worthy for you too, in return."

This was certainly a delightful partner to have on his travels, and hopefully, she'd accept his offer. He wasn't trying anything with her. It were just nicer to sit around a table and share stories, with some treats in width, after a nice shower, than it were to do so in a dusty temple like this. He'd give though, that a campfire had a certain ambience that made some stories better. That he neither could, nor would, deny to be true.

Fuchsia was rather flattered by the offer from the more experienced stallion :3 Mr Phantom had wanted her as a companion, but more for her mareish qualities (she was young and had the whole 'cute pink pony' thing going when she wasn't covered in jungle mud), so it was nice to be wanted by a stallion for her experiences. Billowing seemed genuine enough, and she had saved his life from a poisonous snake-monster, so she little doubted his sincerity. However, she still heeded the advice of her mother, Roseberry, when it came to offers to stay with a stallion - which was to be non-committal at first and see if they repeat it later "Thanks I'd love to!" she begins, "I did promise Clairvoyance Proudhorn I would help her with a job on the Tall Tale Coast after this though..." she trails off non-commitally, affecting to gaze around for more traps. She met Clairvoyance in Tall Tale ages ago and the stern mare had invited her years ago to come work with her on some project or other - she did keep meaning to go so it wasn't totally a lie... Anyway she hopes that Billowing presses the point again later on.

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"My bits are on gas. Darts tends to be more in the walls, and gas being dumbed down upon a subject, works well for ancient traps, since they were often in jars, or glass containers. Well spotted too, by the way."

He too had made note of it, but she had acted faster than him, and gone to explore what might be the source of it. Which thankfully, seemed to be an inert trap. Often something you found in temples like this, since even the most well kept traps, would eventually have to fail. Nature and time, tended to erode away at them sooner or later.

Not that he were complaining. It were far better than one who worked, such as one he bit note in when he saw a stone that were a tiny bit more raised than the others, and he motioned for Fuchsia to stand still. Afterwards, he'd stand at a distance, and use his horn to press down on the stone, which caused a dart to shoot from the other wall, and into the open on their left. Had they stepped on this, it were likely they would have been hit by this. And while whatever poison had once been on it were likely gone a long time ago, it were still deadly, and likely had bacteria crawling on the rusty metal.

"Seems like some of them still works. We should thread carefully."

As they trot carefully through the temple Fuchsia turns to receive Billowing's praise, and is mid-blush - she wasn't used to it - when Billowing stops her from placing her hoof onto the raised up stone of the dart trap. As the dart springs out she follows it with her eyes (like Princess Celestia with the parasprites). Her praise-blush turns to an embarrassment blush, and she takes the dream-catcher out of her mouth to speak, "Thanks Billowing - saved my flank." she says, impressed but not surprised by the unicorn's awareness, she returns the device to her mouth and presses her cutie mark superstitiously to her flank as a good luck gesture. Inwardly she tells herself to get her head in the game and not blush at compliments when in potential mortal pony peril.

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An example of why would lay in the corner, as they'd be able to see a skeletal hoof of some long gone, past adventurer, who wasn't thinking wisely before going in here. Just the hoof though. There were no signs of where the rest of the pony were, but odds were that it were an adventurer. Who else would go in here? Well, perhaps the ones who had been here in the first place, but then it'd be weird to have a part laying here. Maybe something they'd get an answer to eventually, but they were best off getting a move on, for the time being.

Wouldn't be long - nor many other eroded traps - after, that they would reach an impasse. A forked road. With one seemingly angling down, and another, rising upwards.

"Ah, the eternal question: Left or right? What do you think, Fuchsia?"

Fuchsia's eyes go large as she sees the skeletal hoof - signs of death still gave her the creeps. Pony life doesn't prepare you for things like that. Still, she keeps a grip of herself- it was hardly the first time she'd seen a skeleton - or more recent kills for that matter :s Fuchsia similarly deduces that the hoof must belong to an adventurer. She gingerly trots towards the hoof, waving her dream-catcher at it just in case, and will pick it up and store it for burial in Equestria if there is no sign of any evil magic on it, or traps around it.

As she pickets the hoof, she responds to Billowing's question: "Hmmm..." she considers seriously. She peers closely either way - both paths seem equally dim and musty. She sniffs the air and approaches both walls on either side to feel them with a dull pink hooves and even gives them an experimental lick- sticking her tongue out at the dry mildewey taste. Finally she sits on the ground in the centre of the path, puts both hooves on her muddy flanks - where her cutie-mark would be - and closes her eyes. Eventually she responds, "Left feels like it is guarding something, it feels rougher, tastes sourer and looks dimmer. However, I have a hunch that right wants us to think it is right and is a trap! I feel it in my heart." she says, and begins to go left.

Blitz Boom · February 20, 2021

@Silicon Chimera

On 2021-02-19 at 1:02 AM, Silicon Chimera said:

"O-oh it is quite alright" she would say to him "In truth, I wasn't exactly looking where I was going either" she smiles and then smiles as she would look down to pet the kitty that rubbed against her "Is she yours? she's very cute and friendly" she asks.

"Bellarouge have no owner, but I see her as my friend. Met her when she were a kitten, and ended up smitten, so now we travel along til the end."

Bellarouge were very receptive to the petting given to her. Up to and including, pushing her head into the hoof being used to caress her soft fur. She seemed a fan of this mare, and for the zebra, that were as good of an endorsement as any.

"My name is Orchid Azhera. A pleasure to meet ya."

He'd give the mare a smile, and move in a little closer, to get a better look at her. Something which made him feel... Odd. As if there were this weird aura around this one, that didn't make her feel quite like a regular mare should be. Highly peculiar, yet nothing that rang alarm bells. It were just a strange observation.

"Now I'm in range, your aura feels strange. There are more to you than the eye can see, would you not agree? Might I ask what it might be? I mean no harm, or to raise alarm, I am merely curious you see."

He were acting quite jovial, so hopefully, he would not scare this one off. There were something about her which piqued his interest, and he'd like to learn more. Not in a sense of romance though. Heaven's no. He had a lovely partner back home in Zebrica, to whom he were happily betrothed. This were a simple matter of scholarly curiosity.

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@Windy Breeze

On 2021-02-19 at 1:05 AM, Windy Breeze said:

Cimex's eyes widened “An emergency huh? You too must be one of Razor's friends. Come, I have prepared a room for you to stay in as long as you want” she turn around and went to a wall beside the counter, starting at it intently. I was going to question her what's she's doing when she uttered the password Sorrow used and the wall...well...it just made a hole in a shape of a doorway (minus the door), and leading to that doorway looks what it seems to be another lobby.

Okay, so plus side: She knew Razor apparently, and were willing to help. Beyond that however, she also seemed to have secret rooms in her inn, which made Sorrow question who this Cimex were, that she needed something like this. Were she some sort of smuggler? Regular beings didn't need these sorts of secret rooms. Though she weren't exactly in a position to judge right now, seeing as they needed the room.

Made her wonder how Razor ever met her... A question that he would have to be faced with soon, once they got the peace and quiet to do so. If he were willing to talk that were, when this mare might end up having to be faced with him being dead, but not gone. That might cause some friction.

On 2021-02-19 at 1:05 AM, Windy Breeze said:

Cimex suddenly halted, her horn glowed in blue green aura, she closed her eyes. A loud thud can be heard elsewhere, which made me look around.

“Don't worry. I only put all the guests and staffs to a deep sleep. Now, no-one knows the two of you are here”

"...She's right, nopony is dead."

Sorrow would still be tentative in following, but she knew this much were true. Even if souls didn't often linger, there were still a moment where somepony died, that they were uncollected. She'd be able to feel that, and thankfully, she hadn't. So it seemed like so far, things were okay. Besides, they did not have the time to delay any further, so she had to move to where she were being directed.

Here was hoping that this wasn't a trap...

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@Califorum

On 2021-02-19 at 1:29 AM, Magnolia said:

She would raise an eyebrow at her sayings before Magnolia spoke. "Your husband was...quite the hero it seems. He saved many from fate. He had a good life...I am sure of it. At least, I hope so. I don't think he would want you to be in this...state but that is quite understandable why you are so. Although I am sure he would want...you to move on at some point. Easy for me to say...I still haven't moved on....it's been so long I can't even count. And for you its been...8 or 9 years? Mine's longer...but yours is painful." Magnolia would force a rather pained grin. Almost trying to make light of the situation but truthfully, there was no way she really could. At least in her mind.

"...It's been 7 months, and three days since he died."

Zeehva felt a sadness befall her again, but tears did not leave her being. There were no more to shed right now, even if the memory that now came in, regarded the funeral. An event in which she had barely been able to move, but she had been stubborn, and the family understanding of her position. So they had arranged for her to be able to be there, as he were returned to the earth. A somber occasion, with a lot of silent tears from his friends, family, and those whom he had helped. It were a sign of respect to not voice their sorrow as the funeral progressed, and he were put on the pyre, even though she nearly failed several times. It had felt like everything were pain, and there existed no hope, nor way forward. To see the one whom she had wished more than anything, to grow old and tired with, now burning peacefully... Were it not because her want to send him off with the dignity he deserved, per tradition, were stronger than her want to scream, she could not have gotten through it.

When the ceremony were over though... Her wails were impossible to miss, and she had needed the sympathy given to her by the other attendants, along with that of both his family, and her own, to get through the day.

"I wished to just sit in my misery, and yearn for his memory, but h-his brother were right. He would not wish for me to cling on to something impossible, and just endure pain. He'd want me to find something new to cling to, and use that to find a way forward.

The only thing I had, was a want for justice. It drove me through the treatments, and eventually here to Equestria, after Scarcity sent me a letter. I don't know how she heard of this, but she promised me answers, and gave me a snippet of information to begin with, to prove she were serious. She didn't demand anything of me. Just offered her condolences, and some help, if I were willing to earn it.

That were 4 months ago. I have been w-working odd jobs for her since. Everything seemed to be things that would help others, so I didn't mind, but... It's sadly not been as long as you m-might have thought."

On 2021-02-19 at 1:29 AM, Magnolia said:

Magnolia would stay silent for a bit. Her eyes shaking slightly as she replayed some of the events over in her mind. Not only that, but also of the others she has encountered on her journeys. Most innocent. Some weren't though. Some deserved it. She stammered slightly at that and sighed deeply at her failure to wash the sadness away from within. Then, Magnolia would speak again. "I never released...the magic of a select few. I've met a few as you would say...evil ones in my time. One of them they called the 'Hook'. The Hook as he truly was, a failed sailor who resorted to seeking revenge on those who cast him out. He would...rip the flesh of those that encountered him with his hook, of which he lost his leg and mutilated it...with his hook and replaced it with a horrifying...Contraption... I don't...exactly remember how I came across him but he was alone on a loading dock...covered in blood. He was insane...in every sense of word. And for that, I drained him...of his magic and left him there to be forever weak and fraile...he can't harm anyone anymore...it was rumoured he was discovered by the law not long after...He is too weak to harm anyone else...I believe he is long...gone..." she would shudder a bit, remembering the way the blood that covered that insane stallion, the way it reflected in the light. It always haunted her. Even though it was several years ago. It was still painful. She put her hoof to her chest for a moment, but then continued.

"Other thieves...bandits...who tried to assault me lost their magic as well. One Unicorn, one Pegasi. I later found out...that they were in one of the Mafias in Manehattan. They were wanted for the murder of a police officer...their descriptions matched exactly. Although they were young. Too young to have done such things...I drained them of their magic too. I left their weak...fraile forms infront of one of the police stations. Although that was years ago, I still didn't do...all that bad right?" Magnolia would frown at that, hoping that she did do good after all. "There were others too...mostly bandits...thieves all each with their own story to tell...in total within me...I have the speed of 3 pegasi...the strength of 2 Earth ponies...and the magic of 4 unicorns...but the others I drained...now have their magic back. I am sure they are...quite happy. At least I hope...time has rendered it impossible for me to go back and fix what I did...but I did what I did, in the moment." Magnolia nodded as they started to enter the forst.

Magnolia had her own issues to juggle with however, and Zeehva would wander close to her, as the mare spoke up about some of the things she had done, and what she still retained, even after letting go of much of the magic she had *borrowed*. A rather... Delicate position she were in, when it came to what she had decided to withhold, and one which to some, would be seen as abhorrent. It had to be all that were let go, or she would just be a monster laying low for a while, right?

Thankfully, she weren't as shortsighted as this. Which she would voice out too, once there were a lull in Magnolia's words, after it sounded like she were done. Zeehva did not wish to interrupt her as she spoke of something that were clearly weighing on her, in one way or another.

"Some would judge you for this. There are those who don't think there is a reasonable excuse to harm others, no matter what they did, but I am... Well, my morals a-aren't that short sighted. The Hook sounded like it were best to keep frail, for his sake and that of others. Those who committed murder at such a young age, were probably best off not being able to harm others. Especially the guards.

Some of them, I don't think can be helped. And if they can't, it's best to not have them hurting others. It's a little moral grey zone I suppose, but look at how Equestria deals with some criminals. Banishment from the dimension. T-Turned to stone. There are acceptable ways to punish others, and you did the best you could with these. Though if ever you hear that some of those you harmed may have been reformed, I would encourage you to look them up. J-Just see for yourself if they have changed, and if so, try to give them back some of what they lost. Maybe not enough to be their full selves, but e-enough to do things more normally.

I'll be happy to go around with you, and see how some might have ended up, Magnolia. When you're ready, o-of course. I don't want to push you.

And if it weighs you down... W-Well, remember that even the good creatures aren't flawless. We're just trying to do the best that we can, with the skills we have. You did too, when it came to those you chose to keep weakened. Maybe not always something that worked out perfectly, but you can't see the future. Sometimes, we j-just have to go by what we think is best, and hope we're right."

Ancestors knew that she wasn't perfect either. She had done things she were not proud of, and harmed some who did not deserve it as much as it had ended up being. But she could only do what she thought were best. Magnolia were the same in some ways here, and it were a struggle she'd have to juggle with. Hopefully it would help when she got some input from Zeehva, as they went on to try and make her the best mare that she could be.

On 2021-02-19 at 1:29 AM, Magnolia said:

Magnolia's magenta eyes scanned the treeline. The shadows distorting slightly as Magnolia stepped forward like pawns submitting to a queen. Then she would address what Zeehva spoke of the timber wolves. She spoke with confidence, shifting her manner of speaking from before. "Whatever comes our way...we shall handle it. I've dealt with creatures before...I usually assume that form of an extinct Direwolf to ward them off sometimes...or I just use my shadows to do my bidding. Whichever way I feel, really. You have nothing to worry. Now, let us walk forward." she ended her words on a more hopeful note.

And like that, they moved into the woods.

She would soon have something to deal with, as a fierce presence lurked in the forest, and began to move towards them. The undergrowth rustled as the creature got nearer and nearer, rapidly moving through the brush towards the unsuspecting ponies.

Soon, the quick creature would be upon them, and burst out through a nearby bush, to reveal: A piglet. A spotted boar piglet, from the looks of things, that kept on running, until it impacted Magnolia with its snout. In case she hadn't stopped it in advance that were. It'd fall down to the ground with a surprised oink by then. Seemed to have been a matter of it running around and playing, or seeking them out. Which might mean they had boar farmers in the area. Which were some sort of civilization.

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@EQ_Theta

On 2021-02-19 at 3:30 PM, EQ_Theta said:

“Discord’s influence was felt to the longma, even if we never personally saw it. There was a time when the forest didn’t feel right. Trees floating, fish flying… Some of the longma back home were driven to insanity trying to piece together why those things happened. Why the world was flipped, turned upside down, was a mystery.”

“I didn’t think it could be more than a fun performance, but I may be inclined to think of it as just that. Fun and enjoyable. Thank you for the show, Cheshire; we’re definitely hoping we could catch another one in the future.”

"Thankfully, his madness didn't go far outside of Ponyville after he came back, before he got reformed, so I didn't see as much of his madness. It sounds like your people had a rough time with it though. Hopefully, that will never happen again.

Maybe next we meet, we can exchange some stories. I'm sure there's something less doom and gloom we can discuss."

After Cheshire had taken off, Rosa would have gotten a contemplating look over his face, as he considered what they had just been told about Discord's impact on the longma. He would hae something to say about this, but he would wait for a minor lull in the conversation as they wandered on, and reached the line. At that point, he would turn to the others briefly, and nod vaguely. An indiactor that he had thought on this enough to make up his mind, on whatever or not he would pursue the discussion.

"With his impact being what it were, have you considered it might be best that Omen does not mention Discord, when around your kind? Especially not with the affix of master? I don't wish to step on claws here, but if the history is that grim, would it perhaps not simply sour things, if she declares that sort of allegiance? Especially as they may perhaps worry then, that he will come around them, and this time, his actions be more direct, than the wide-spread influence of old? Not to mention the implications for you specifically, if the council of elders learn that you associate with a servant/creation of his?"

He were directing this question to the longma, as this were their question to answer. In case they agreed on things, it then would come down to asking Omen to have this consideration towards the longma. Not just for her own sake, but for that of politics, as well as her friends. It could cause quite the grim ripple effect for several beings if she were too open about this, and to him, it did not sound like it would be a good thing. For anyone involved. Which included Ghilan, who might get forcefully removed from his post, for endorsing others of his kind, to be around Omen.

On 2021-02-19 at 3:30 PM, EQ_Theta said:

Before she could continue, her sights turned to Sen, who was pulled away from the group by several young fillies and colts who have mistaken him for an actual clown. Though Sen wouldn’t try to scare the little ones away, he was struggling to break the news to them that he isn’t a comical entertainer. Lin was speaking out loud, initially airing her thoughts to Rosa before she’d try to get his attention on Sen.

“Speaking of pictures, I was hoping to preserve that look my brother has right now. Look.”

Yes, I like pie, and no, I’m not a clown…. Maybe it would be best if you go back to your parents before they start worrying about where you went…. Fine, but only one honk each, okay?

The little fillies and colts took turns finding amusement with Sen’s gag nose before chuckling and running off. By then, Sen retuned to the queue and to the others, though he doesn’t seem too amused with the cheeky grin Lin is sporting, along with her attempting to stifle her laugh.

“Please tell me you didn’t see all of that.”

They would soon be interrupted however, as a bunch of young foals would have mistaken Sen for a clown, and were gleefully anticipating a show of some kind. Not an unreasonable assumption really. He looked the part, if you neglected his lack of silly clothes, and this were a carnival. For young minds like that, it probably just made sense that he were part of the festivities.

It were good that Sen were accommodating them though. He were a little dismissive, granted, but overall, he went along to some degree, such as letting them honk his nose. At which point, even though he might have not taken notice of it, the others might find that there were a minor flash happening a few times, as this went on. Rosa could even pinpoint where it were from exactly, before seeing it, as his ears caught the sound. Something which made him face the soon approaching Sen with a wide, truly pleased smile. Something had just made him very happy, and the glimmer in his eyes told that he were just dying to tell Sen about it.

"Do yourself a favor, and turn around for a moment."

If Sen did so, he'd find there were another filly still lingering. Yet this one were some way from him, and were holding a camera. One that she had used to take some pictures as his little performance went on.

She'd look up at them with a wide grin, showing that she lacked one of her teeth to the right in her upper row, and then she ran into the photo area. Right after snapping one last picture of Sen of course. This were something that you didn't see every day, so of course she were going to take the chance to snap a memory more. They wouldn't be able to get to her before the last part of her long, white tail had come in there too, but Rosa were sure they'd meet her soon. After all, they were in line to go right into where she had gone. Might be there'd even be something special for them to see, once they arrived.

"This is going to be priceless."

He were trying to stifle a laugh too, but it were still managing to escape his muzzle every now and again. And the anticipation now. Man, it were almost painful how much he wanted to go up and see these pictures now. Tonight just got better and better.

And when it came to Sen, he could at least be happy to see that while his sister and the thestral were trying not to laugh openly in his face, Omen and Shrimp weren't laughing. They mainly just looked confused, and somewhat neutral at him, with the latter also glancing towards Lin and Rosa. Shrimp weren't sure what were going on, in all honesty. It didn't seem like any of them were hurt though, so that were good, yes?

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@Midnight_Aurora

The ecosystem wasn't meant to hunt things like Cacora. The animals were still small, and thrived off of one another, with the light creatures seemingly acting as a kind of bee, moving polled between the plants. All in all, the entire area were rather peaceful. As well as massive, as they would wander hundreds of meters inside what on the outside, would clearly be a room that should be at most, ten meters deep. Draconequui and their weird little pocket dimensions.

The shark mare had a blast as they moved through though. Mingling with various animals, and rolling through the plants. Some of which did end up sticking to her, and then seemingly fall off again, once she had moved for a time, so they could get to new areas. Seemed like she even found a new sort of animal, than what were at the start, as she'd eventually come around with what could at best be described as a furry imp, with tree branches for ears, and gnarly, wooden hands. The language it spoke weren't easy to discern, but the waving of it's small arms and legs, as it were upside down in the air, did not make it seem happy. Why it were upside down? The mare had grabbed hold of it's tail, and held it in her teeth, presenting it to the others.

"Special frog?"

"Nah, that's a grumbly. They go around and tend to the berry bushes. And get chased by the frizzlers."

One of those seemed to show up, and were a one eyed, elongated creature, that seemed to be made of five eggs stacked on top of one another. It had free floating hands near it, that reached up towards the grumbly. One who were not much more interested in not getting down, but trying to climb the shark mare. It did not seem a fan of this creature, even if it didn't really seem to have a mouth, or anything else that'd make it dangerous. Why, the hands were even fuzzy, like the sort of thing you'd see on fuzzy dice.

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@Midnight_Aurora

7 hours ago, Midnight_Aurora said:

**As they continue, Silverwing asks,** "Not many know about Humans, correct? Than avoiding the one called Lyra and her human obsession would be my best action to remain hidden if needed after a bit."

"Lyra... I think I have heard of her. Obsessed with humans, even if most consider them nothing but fairy tales. Depending on how she is, I would think it may prove a somewhat safe haven for you, if you approached her looking like one. Fanatics tends to enjoy keeping the objects of their affection out of the reach of others."

She were of an older generation, to put it mildly. Being a big fan of something, were not something that had cutesy terms like fanfillies back then. If you were obsessed, or overly intrigued by something, you were considered a fanatic. It were the word they had for it, and it were the one she'd use, lest she be corrected, with a valid argument as to why it would not fit. Thus far, not even the princess had been able to argue against the term not fitting, even if somewhat broadly.

That, and Lyra truly were some sort of fanatic. She may well end up seeing Silverwing as a human, and then tie him up in her basement. Just him and her, forever and ever.

"In any case, this seems a good place to pass through. There is a certain silence over the area. Do not resist."

She'd grab hold of him, and soon after, they would once again pass through the layer, and end up in a secluded area of the garden, outside the Canterlot palace. There were no guards or tourists right here, which she assumed were best, considering the instability issues before. It may be a common thing when crossing over like this. Best not to risk it, yes?

While he likely did that, she'd instead have her attention drawn to a bush of yellow roses. A nice, simple sight, which drew some memories out for her. Of if not better, then at least simpler times. Before everything turned so very, very complicated.

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@abrony-mouse

6 hours ago, Fuchsia said:

"Thanks I'd love to!" she begins, "I did promise Clairvoyance Proudhorn I would help her with a job on the Tall Tale Coast after this though..." she trails off non-commitally,

"If you have given your word, then I should not try and lure you away from that. It is important to keep your promises after all, though know that my offer stands at any time you wish to enact upon it. Even if I am not there. Grim Night will ensure that I am notified as soon as can be, and you are free to relax around the house if you so wish to, whilst waiting.

Of course, I could also offer my assistance in what you are to do after this, and could then extend the offer again? The Tall Tale Coast have a lovely scenery, and there is nothing that needs my attention in Canterlot currently.

I do not wish to sound clingy though, so if you think it is overstepping a boundary, you are at any point, encouraged to tell me to back away, and I will do so. I'd hate to sour things so early on in our adventure, simply because I seemed too pushy."

He were in essence, insisting that she'd come around at some point, but trying not to be pushy about it. It were unseemly, and not something he wanted to be the thing that broke a potential friendship, with a promising, experienced adventurer, such as Fuchsia.

6 hours ago, Fuchsia said:

"Thanks Billowing - saved my flank."

"I am certain that you would have noticed in time, but what are partners for, if not to help one another, just in case? Better to not risk potential harm in here. especially from old darts. Dreadful things that's usually on those things. I know one who had a blowfly infestation from one of those things. I did not see him in the advanced stages of that, but it sounded dreadful, and I were told that he were more than happy to accept the unicorn I hired to go there, and offer him to have the worst of that experience, wiped from his memory. Not an offer I extend often, but some things are best forgotten."

6 hours ago, Fuchsia said:

Fuchsia's eyes go large as she sees the skeletal hoof - signs of death still gave her the creeps. Pony life doesn't prepare you for things like that. Still, she keeps a grip of herself- it was hardly the first time she'd seen a skeleton - or more recent kills for that matter :s Fuchsia similarly deduces that the hoof must belong to an adventurer. She gingerly trots towards the hoof, waving her dream-catcher at it just in case, and will pick it up and store it for burial in Equestria if there is no sign of any evil magic on it, or traps around it.

As she pickets the hoof, she responds to Billowing's question: "Hmmm..." she considers seriously. She peers closely either way - both paths seem equally dim and musty. She sniffs the air and approaches both walls on either side to feel them with a dull pink hooves and even gives them an experimental lick- sticking her tongue out at the dry mildewey taste. Finally she sits on the ground in the centre of the path, puts both hooves on her muddy flanks - where her cutie-mark would be - and closes her eyes. Eventually she responds, "Left feels like it is guarding something, it feels rougher, tastes sourer and looks dimmer. However, I have a hunch that right wants us to think it is right and is a trap! I feel it in my heart." she says, and begins to go left.

There were nothing going on with the hoof, nor around it. It were just a piece of somepony long gone, laying around and collecting dust, it seemed.

Now, something were going on with choosing a path, but that were mainly Smokey giving a few blinks, before letting out a low, yet hearty laughter at the deduction that he had just heard.

"Remarkable decision making. I am not one to argue with a gut feeling though, so you are correct. Left it is. Let us see what adventure awaits us, in the dark depths of theis long forgotten structure."

And so, they would wander into the left passage, and wander a path that were taking them further down, towards the heart of the temple.

The walls around them would eventually begin to carry old, rough looking carvings on them. They were weathered with time, but they seemed to be focused around deer, as fawns and bucks were seen in several places, wearing garments more befitting of certain older cultures, in the deserts of Saddle Arabia. Or perhaps even in the area around the main capitol of the sphinx themselves.

"Fascinating. It isn't often you find old deer mementos anymore, as they are often highly protective of their ancestral grounds. Peculiar how a structure so much more than most things I see them included in, have seemingly been left to time. Makes one wonder, what peculiarities they may have kept down here."

They wouldn't get much in the way of details, sadly. Plant life, and erosion from time, had made most of the depictions illegible. Hopefully there'd be more further down. Strange enough really, that there didn't seem to be any traps right now... Maybe it were but an omen. Or perhaps there were some reason, why there were nothing set up here?

Partially, the fact that at the bottom they'd find a large rock blocking their path, would answer the question. Somepony else had already triggered this one, or it had just snapped at some point. Either way, it were in the way of the door now, plugging it nice and snuggly.

"Now this is a dreary sight. Nothing that can't be dealt with though, if you would simply give me some time."

He'd need said time, to use his horn, and have the smoky aura start to dance around the stone, until it slowly began to seep in via a crack he found in the boulder. More and more smoky aura would pop out of his horn,and flow down there, as his expression got strained, before finally-

"Insert sound of large rock cracking!"

The boulder would crack in half, and his horn would finally stop glowing. Smokey would however, also shake, and have to take a seat, whilst gasping for air.

"*gasp* *gasp* That were... Urgh, quite challenging. It's *gasp* rather dense. Pure amphibolite I think. Just... Give me a m-moment, please."

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@Califorum @Kujamih @Windy Breeze

"Couldn't risk it before, since she didn't have a goal in mind, and we were quite a lotta steps away from the area. Now that she have a target in mind, and it's that close, she's safe. This part of town isn't a danger zone for younglings, and Celestia helps whoever stands in her way."

And he were right. She'd be perfectly fine, once they showed up, and already swimming around in a massive ball room, that filled up around half of the fast food restaurant. Several layers of harmless, plastic balls for the foals to have fun in, and several were. Seemed to be about a dozen or so, but some were obscured from view, so it could be upwards of two dozen, or even more. A risky invest to use this much space for it, but it really drew in families, and that was the bread and butter of this establishment. The food were pretty good too, so it had a positive, friendly reputation. Considering all the competition, that were just a good thing.

Cali would know, as she had followed, and likely seen Blitz run in, wave at one of the mares at the counter, and then jump straight in. Seemed like they knew her here. Although she were surprised to see that it wasn't Molotov who came after her, but instead some mare that she had never seen before. Surely this wasn't... No, that was impossible. Not the way he were.

As for the other group, that would soon be there, Molotov would curiously listen in on the chat happening, before popping in with his own rebuttal. Or information dump, he supposed. Who cared about the details on the wording really?

"Haven't happened any since then either, far as I heard. Almost makes it seem like Center Zero got targeted, though by who, and why, I dunno. Been trying to wring my brain around that for months, and I still don't have an answer.

Now petrification, that I have heard about a few times. Nasty meeting with irate cockatrices mostly, though there's artifacts and spells going on about that too. I think the guards a few towns over, recently got one of them secured? I bet they went into the vault then, if that's true.

Now, did my ears deceive me, or did you say we have ourselves a Wonderbolt cadet? Why Blue, you've been holding out on us. That place is real hard to get into, and much less pass. You must have some real potential."

The levers on his looking glass would move, as he directed it with his magic. All whilst keeping an eye, and a grin, on Blue.

"Excellent bone structure. Definitely a contender to succeed. Here's hoping you get there, though if you ever feel like you need a boost, I got some experimental rocket designs cooking. Might be we could tune you up to a point where Rainbow Dash ended up looking like a snail. Just a bit of invasive surgery, and fireproofing your sides... Yeah, I can see the design for me already."

Once again, he were being weird, and ogling all at the same time. And then Rising had wondered how he were still single.

Evil Pink One · February 20, 2021

@Windy Breeze @Blitz Boom @Califorum

As molotov mention rockets for blue, Light couldn't help but join in as well.

" Oh i know a technique used by rainbow dash called "Iris" you turn into literal light and move like light as well... Just remember to turn back to solid... The only known ponies who can do that in the entire unvierse is rainbowdash and windy breeze. Wanna be one of them?"

Edited February 20, 2021 by Kujamih

Sphinx-Ara · February 20, 2021

@Blitz Boom

Silicon couldn't help but smile, she loved animals, cats especially and Bellarouge was exceptionally friendly, so she would continue to gently pet her, occasionally giving her a scratch behind the ear "Ah even better, an animal that is free is happier than one that is owned, in my opinion" she would say with a nod to his remarks about Bellarouge.

"And it is a pleasure to meet you too, mr Orchid, my name is Silicon Chimera, but my friends call me Silica" she would smile and tilt her head as he would inspect her "My aura? Oh well, yes, that is a long story, how about we grab something to eat and drink and I'll tell you over that, I'm parched"

Edited February 20, 2021 by Silicon Chimera

Windy Breeze · February 21, 2021

@Blitz Boom

my body tensed upon seeing an unconscious mare wearing some kind of clothing, marking her one the staff members in the inn. She lay on the floor on her stomach and head face-down, her legs on her sides. What made my fur stood up is her position made her look like a murder victim (though I didn't see any pictures of a murder victim), but I could hear I faint snort from her, hinting she's still alive and just unconscious by whoatever spell Cimex casted. We later passed more unconscious ponies: one leaning on the doorway, a foal and her mother laying on the hallway floor, and some stallion laying on a puddle of his own glass of juice.

We went to the end of the hallway, with the last room being the storage room. Cimex turned to us and said “Now, both of you may feel uncomfortable, but don't worry. The storage room is just an obscure path to the secret room I talked about. Trust me on this okay?” that sounds very suspicious. There's guilt in her face, maybe she saw the ponies we passed just seconds ago as she's talking to me and Sorrow. I can't blame her, but I wanted to tell her there's an alternate way to sneak past them.

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