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@Blitz Boom

"Well, I guess Pringle is going to need a college fund then."

"Yeah! Pringle needs a college fund!"

Pringle walked over to the pony.

"He says you should be use to crazy things by now."

"Well, if she's from Ponyville at least."

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@Dji 

  Silently Kaltrop slows his wingbeats, backpedaling his wings a small amount to lower to the ground at below normal Pegasus flight speeds. He hovers just as silently at the house before them and quietly motions to wordlessly check with the mare if its the correct house before landing.

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@Catpone Cerberus

 Continuing to bob his tail, the draconequus presses a corner of one of the tailfins on the end of his large paddlefish tail into the small housecat's chest, encouraging it to latch on with it's tiny, needlelike claws & teeth. With it firmly sunk deep into what would count as Widdershins's flesh, he dangles the kitty in the air, playfully turning it around and letting it gnaw on him. Likely due, of course to the fishy scent & texture to the tail!

 Widdershins smiles at the one cat he's hooked to play with him, his attention now on it as he grins past the catpony not so much ignoring as giving an unmentioned encouragement.

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@Blitz Boom and The Deej!

 As Cherish floated closer her incorporeal body displaced little in the surroundings, the immense flower quivering only slightly as plants are wont in slight breezes. Were it not for the fact that there were far too many other flora around to have an uninterrupted breeze, much less the gale force that it would take to move a giant flower bud like this with a stem as thick as most trees. Besides, as well aware as Last Stand was, when the plant life in Equestria cared enough to take bites out of passersby, it usually had not the intelligence to bother with subtly.   

 The flower stands still, basking in this one ray of sunlight as unintelligent as plants get. The skin of its stem a mixture of dark green, a light purple and a very faint sparkle of Inexplicable Pink. Each of the three huge, fleshy petals on its bud easily thicker than a pony's army, its trunk thicker than the body of most ponies; any plan with it at all would require some considerable forethought.

 Forethought most often devoid of plants, as each tiny, lidless, button eye stares motionless upward. A small glint shines across each of the three little bumps, like the glint of a day's light off the back of a diminutive beetle of some sort.

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{MATRIX TWANG}

Matrix wasn't about to just let this stallion barge in and take the body. No, she would step in front of him and levitate a nearby plate over. "Nope. Sorry. Please leave. Now." If either of them moved towards her, she would feel threatened and under attack, thusly reflexes would take over and she would smash the plate over their heads. As they would've been the instigator, she could plead self-defence and thus be acquitted of the assault charge. As for Button's situation? She was solid.The evidence was completely insufficient, and thusly she could not be convicted of the poisoning. It could be played off as a fainting spell from the self-injury, or various other natural causes.

As well, she had only put a few sprinkles of the poison in her bottle - the rest was genuinely sugar. This would ensure she wasn't found with a bottle of poison on her person. It had been a poison that dissolves quickly, is untraceable, but works just ask well, meaning they couldn't prove she planted the poison in the stew to begin with. 

As of right now, she was completely innocent in the eyes of the law. She intended to keep it that way. She was sporting two pairs of tie-dye socks, thus her hoofprints were not left behind.

"Well? You gonna go?"

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@Moonlit

"*gasp* Pears! Awesome!"

Ziggy quickly went over to munch down on one of her favorite fruits. A troublesome one to find in Ponyville at times since it were a very apple dominated area, but oh so much better in her opinion. She'd enjoy these for sure,a long with a few other things she saw like banana and... She wasn't sure what it were, but it looked kinda hairy, so some type of large nut or something? Whatever it were, she were gonna have to try it eventually.

The mimic however, were very much like Serenade, and followed right over to the meat area, where she'd grab herself a piece of fish and start to munch on it rapidly, looking simply like how a squirrel would as she did so. Sure she could maw over a lot at once, but then it'd be done fast, and she liked to chew down these sorts of things instead. The gaping maw were mainly if she were in a hurry or were chasing her prey.

She did have a little side fun though, as she scurried over the table and placed herself in front of the intern, where she'd raise a paw up and make some playful squeaky noises to get the pony's attention. Soon as she had it, Fah'lina would open her maw wide open and let out a small hiss for a few seconds to show where the *space sharks* from before had come from, before closing up again and returning to gnaw on the fish tail, which were all that were left for the time being of her first meal at the table.

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@EQ_Theta

22 hours ago, EQ_Theta said:

“Okay, we have some time to spare. I will show you around and introduce you to someone. He’s with the artisans and could help make something out of this hair. I gave you that scale and necklace because Sen and I want to show you just how grateful we are. It is a gift and you didn’t need to do something like it but if it makes you happy, whatever becomes of this hair, I’ll wear it with pride. Besides, the fact that it is still moving is impressive in a creepy sort of way.”

It had been Discord's idea that Omen's hair should be moving at all times, even in a complete vacuum. Meddling around with Celestia and Luna had made him feel inspired by their physical traits a few times, and when time had come for him to pick a form for his very own, obedient servant, he thought it both fun and sort of a jab against the sisters, to have one near him that shared some similarity with the alicorns. He had opted out of the horn and wings though, in favor of other things, such as the elongated tongue. It just seemed more fun to him than being a simple, boring copy of another creature.

That it were still moving were an unintended side effect that he hadn't considered, and honestly hadn't cared much about either. The most he had said of the situation were that he did find it a little amusing to see any loose hair that might have been yanked from Omen writhe around, and making others think that some sort of worm were coming towards them. Placed in the right sort of lighting, they certainly could look like some.

22 hours ago, EQ_Theta said:

“This right here is the communal hut. Every village has one and it is where everyone gathers when there is something important to discuss or when there is a wrongdoer whose case needs to be decided on. Otherwise, the elder and the council does their work here. I don’t know what it is they do exactly but I can guess it involves a lot of talking. For the most part, they make sure the village is running well." 

"Many homes are usually built on the trees with the ones on the ground reserved for elderly families. Wouldn’t want them to risk their health by climbing up and down all day. Otherwise, small specialty huts are found here: artisans, gatherers, and traders. Around the village are the hunters towers. They’re the ones watching out for trouble at all times.”

Omen gazed at the first building Lin stopped them at. It looked big and important, and as she spoke further on it, it became more tangible to think of it that way, as it correlated closely to the nearest pony equivalent. That being the court rooms/meeting centers she knew from some more rural parts of Equestria. A lot of boring, long worded talking going on there, where others came in and presented their case for why somepony needed to be punished, before others had to decide on the faith of whoever were on trial. The court rooms in Canterlot and such were different, with more official looking things going on too, ways to do things right, etc.

Seemed like all the homes in this place had some greater sense behind it, and it did explain one thing that Omen had been curious about. That being why there were some homes further up than the ground level. She had guessed they might just be watching posts or tree huts, but it seemed to be more focused on whoever had the strength to live up there, contra who needed the ground level as they were weakened and/or had goods for the village.

"Makes sense."

22 hours ago, EQ_Theta said:

Grandfather? Have some time to spare?”

“Huh? Oh, ha ha! Of course I have time to spare! And you’ve brought your friend here… ugh, um… What’s her name again?”

“It’s Omen,” Lin turned to her sister as the elderly longma extended his claw to the Ki’Nathar’s head and brought his face closer to have a better look. A little too close that Omen might find a little unsettling “Omen, this is Grandfather Zo, the finest artisan this village has!”

As a curious being with no real grasp on the concept of personal space, Omen hadn't any issue with the elderly longma they had run into within what appeared to be a kind of craftsman store. In fact, she bridged the distance herself a little and almost touched the elder with her nose, whilst sniffing the air in front of him. From this distance, he'd have to be legally blind to not see the pale, unblinking eyes that gazed curiously at him at the same time, and hopefully could see that she were essentially not a being with violence or disdain of any kind in mind.

She did gaze down briefly to see the claw, which she met with a hoof right at the tip, and shook it slowly up and down until Zo would stop the physical contact.

22 hours ago, EQ_Theta said:

“There she goes again with the praises but yes, if it is fine craftwork or family stories you need, you come to me! Lin says you're the one to thank for helping out with that mess with the last elder. You did a good thing, very good. Now, what can I do for you?"

Zo already showed his eccentric side by shoving his face right up to Omen’s, the graying and limp webbing along with a lazy eye hints to his very advanced age. There is a noticeable hunch on his back that is prominent when he sits down and a few darkened spots on his hide are visible under fair amounts of light. Besides that, he spoke with an upbeat and welcoming tone as he greeted Omen, likening that to one of those little shops run by small families in Equestria. 

"Lin says I helped. I do not know if it were good or bad. Many things happened. Strange I hear. But Lin says it were good. I trust her."

Varied beings had varied responses to actually talking with Omen, as the whispering voices that were projected into the heads of those around her were a somewhat unsettling thing for others to be faced with, but the elder seemed kind and welcoming so far, so perhaps it wouldn't be an issue to him. Though with the whole mind trickery of Solasan's schemes... It were hard to say for sure.

"Trying to make a gift for Lin. Not sure what. I think it is important though."

If Lin didn't present the hairs, Omen would, holding them wrapped up in her elongated tongue towards the elderly longma. It would be interesting to see what his response and ideas would be.

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@Califorum

The mansion were quiet and darkened, as the ponies within had gone to sleep. A brief, flickering and pale light had been seen in one window as the thief would have approach, but gone out soon after and not reigniting.

Avoiding the guards wandering around were a smart move, and though it seemed almost too easy, the thief would be able to break into the first window she'd attempt, seemingly without any sort of resistance or consequences.

On the other side, were one of many rooms in the mansion. In this case an empty guest room, with a large, comfy bed made in an olden design, and a beautiful, carved dresser next to it. On the walls were a few paintings that like most of the furniture in the room, were clearly reprints of actual, expensive things. That being said, these were custom made, high quality items, would still be worth a nifty sum.

Several more things were in the room, which were dressed up as if you were looking at a house add from a few centuries ago. Whoever lived here, seemed to want things that oozed a certain style and class, but had either not enough funds for, or no interest in stacking everywhere with the real deal. At least not in here.

The door to the hallways would be locked from this side, so it would be easy to open and get out there, where she'd find vases, statues, more paintings, elegant couches and other luxuries lining the halls. A few things were missing here and there though, where there obviously should have been something. Mainly pedestals without something on them, or a break in the system of paintings and furniture. There seemed to be no obvious reason as to why this were however, nor why despite how large this place seemed and how certain areas weren't used, it all seemed to be clean.

There would be no indication which way any sort of vault or area with riches were to be found here, and many doors without any signs or the like to show where they led. The thief would have to go at this the old fashioned way it appeared.

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@Lucid_Nightlight

The mare didn't even respond with a whimper or anything as she were being talked to. She seemed rather broken and in need of some sort of- Wait, what the?

"What? I'm fixing this."

You're standing with a plunger, who have a suspiciously pony-face sized rubber part...

"Well, duh. I have to fiz her up all nicely and good again, right? So, I use my special plunger for it. The trick lies in the brain altering fungus, hehe."

Against his better judgement, the author did not interfere as Anomaly put the plunger on the mare's face, and started to plunge her face. Some convulsions went through the mare, but she seemed fine, and smelling of burnt pine cones after a few seconds, once the plunger went off,a nd looked around confused.

"Uhm... Where am I?"

"Private island for a wedding silly. Now you go talk to the other ones where it's snugly and safe."

"Wait, don't I know you from somewheeee..."

She were trying to say something when Datt Mamon had shouted his name, grabbed her with his surprisingly large maw, and ran off towards where he had seen others before.

Sometimes I wonder if giving him to you was such a wise choice.

"No backsies!"

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@Widdershins @Dji

"Seems like there's some weird bugs on the base, but it's still a beautiful plant."

It were a hefty thing for sure, but in its own way, Cherish could see some elegant beauty in the way it just sat there, basking in the sun with the sun gleaming off the three glistening bugs, as well as the thick trunks and surprisingly delicate looking flower petals.

It had been so long since she had left the castle grounds that she had forgotten what sort of plant life she used to see, so she couldn't tell if she had ever seen something like this before, but that wasn't on her thoughts as she almost mesmerized by this creation of nature, lifted a hoof and reached it forth to make contact with one of the flower petals. She were corporeal as this took place, wanting to feel the delicate and potentially touch petals beneath her cold touch.

Last would approach, but so far stay silent and make sure that she remained in front of Twilight, to keep the princess from harm. As this might be a dangerous situation, she had also drawn her sword, which she now held in her muzzle by the hilt. A hard to miss weapon, considering the white flames that licked against the blade constantly, yet for some reason did not burn or give off heat. Obvious as to why when you knew off the magical properties, and how these flames were mainly meant to hurt being who traversed on other planed of existence, such as ghosts, but something of a curiosity if you only saw flames of any kinds as being the regular, burning kind.

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@Sweet Scoop

6 hours ago, Sweet Scoop said:

Matrix wasn't about to just let this stallion barge in and take the body. No, she would step in front of him and levitate a nearby plate over. "Nope. Sorry. Please leave. Now." If either of them moved towards her, she would feel threatened and under attack, thusly reflexes would take over and she would smash the plate over their heads.

"Alonsus is needed to bring this mare away. Please stand asi-"

*Crack*

As Alonsus had stepped forward, not wanting to know why this mare why try and bar him passage, he had gotten the plate smashed onto his head, which made the otherwise pleasant grin on his face stiffen, and once the pieces of the plate had fallen down, he would glare directly at Matrix.

This would not be the Alonsus that the locals knew off though. His glare were boring straight into you, with an ominous, angry look that silently promised substantial physical harm to whomever were trying to act against him.

The eyes of the stallion were not the only thing that seemed to change on a dime, as his whole stance and facial expression went from speaking of a jovial bundle of muscles, to a more intimidating presence, whom almost radiated an intimidating aura around him, much like you'd see from a bodyguard, or some sort of gang member who were out to teach you a lesson.

The later were in fact, the actual truth when it came to Alonsus. Though it were years past, and he had done everything to distance himself from it - including moving to a new town far away where he only needed to inform his parole officer and whoever he worked for about his past - Alonsus had been working as muscle for a gang for a good while back where he came from, and still had the ability to inflict some serious injury on others like he did back then. In no small part because he had ensured that being in prison, going to meetings or finally getting away from everything and starting somewhat fresh, he made sure to keep up his physique, and he hadn't exactly been originally brought into the gang because he looked like a regular pony. He were a large, brawny earth pony with thick packed muscles, and whilst these days he mainly used that for appearances and to be able to help with lifting heavy loads, he'd be just as able to grab hold of this mare and break her through a wall if she tried to smash through his head again like that.

He felt blood seep down from where the impact had caused the porcelain to break through his skin, but didn't care about that in the slightest. He had something to do here, and this mare were starting to show that she wanted to stand in the way of that.

6 hours ago, Sweet Scoop said:

"Well? You gonna go?"

"Get out of my way before I break the door with your face."

He tried hard to keep this side of himself away most times, which in part were also why his personality were shown to be a little over the top. He were trying to compensate all the old bad things with pure positivity, though right now, this were becoming a tense moment where a mare needed to go to the hospital, and yet somepony here were trying to stop him from getting her there, and had attacked him for it. She were frankly making him too angry to care about appearances right now, and the deep, grovelling tone of his voice should emphasize that he meant business, though she still might not care. She'd have to do something else though if that were, as Alonsus would push forward again, though this time not trying to be dainty and avoid hitting things. He'd push through like a rampaging rhino, and if this mare were smart, she'd get out of his way before she'd get trampled, then try her scheme again another time.

As for Stare, she just stood and looked on as this happened, though her eyes did get a slight nervous glance to it as she saw Alonsus unfold and peel away the peaceful, jolly facade. It were not something she had ever expected to see from him, even if he were justifiably angry about being hit in the head with something that would have likely knocked out a lesser pony.

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@Blitz Boom Sunrise and Harmony giggle, and watch as the food is devoured. Before Harmony gets up and walks into the kitchen. Serenade chuckles as she watches Fah'lina. The Intern Shrieks, then faints. Sunrise rolls his eyes and eats his dinner. Serenade finishes her dinner and rolls onto her back, "sooo...good" she burps, "sorry, excuse me"

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She began to pick up the more smaller items and collecting them silently, doing it quickly and collecting as much as possible into a small pile into a room. Then with a bit of red flash they vanished, if anyone was looking they would have seen the flash however it was too fast to tell really what it was. And like that, she moves into the other rooms, doing much the same thing. She moves quickly, however. She had thought that the missing things were stolen by others, so she knows she is probably not the first thief there however, that doesn't matter though, she is going to take as much possible from this place and sell it somewhere else. The larger items were rather impossible to move without making sound or doing heavy lifting, to which she wasn't in the mood for.

She stole what she can from those rooms and began to move on down the various hallways, looking around and taking what she can. However, she is quite weary of being watched, and even at the slightest noise or the creak of a door, she would duck and hide almost silently.

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"The locks don't have traps, and even if they did, they are so rusted it wouldn't work." Ruby simply stated as she kept breaking the locks "Besides, if I open the lids with the shovel, it will take the hit if there is a trap that still somehow works." "Because only kind of trap that could reach me is magical one, and that would have activated already." Right when she finished her sentence, Ruby hit the shovel under the lid of one of the boxes and opened it.
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Nada to her usual style just listened the conversation, though this time she didn't have anything to comment after it, but she had something else to say "I'm actually surprised it is still recognizable if we really talking about the same place. I saw how the lake and its surroundings changed during my time there, so I kinda just assumed a lot smaller pond would change lot more."

@Widdershins
Cerberus wasn't sure how to read Widdershins, but he assumed the answer was 'go ahead' to his wordless question since it wasn't negative either, so he made his way closer to the moving tail, observed it for a moment, mostly to see where his smaller friend was so that he wouldn't harm it accidentally, and then bounced at the tail. Widdershins wouldn't be able to feel too much from Cerberus' pounces and playing, because though he pretty much mirrored the movements and actions of the cat, he had hooves and flat teeth like a pony. 

 

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“Whoa, what is with the voice going around my head? It’s like you are talking all around me. There’s just one of you though but you sound like there are more.”

“You’ll get used to it, grandfather. It grows on you.”

Zo hadn’t noticed Omen shaking her hoof at it made contact with one of this claws. Despite making that comment on her method of speaking, it didn’t cause him to recoil in fear. A little uncoordinated and dissonant as he seemed to respond likewise but sound a little surprised. Lin wasn’t quite sure when this developed as he never exhibited this behavior before. However, she would continue by pulling some of Omen’s hair from her saddle bag and show it to her grandfather, which distracted him from his current spell of confusion. As for grandfather, it he just decided to go along with his and hope the talking sound in his head wouldn’t drive him to insanity. 

“You want me to make a gift out of those worms?! Are you crazy!”

“No, it’s hair. Omen’s hair. She’s wondering if you have some ideas about it.”

“Hair… Oh I see, and if it is for a gift, you better leave now. It’ll ruin the surprise. Go on! Come back later.”

Despite his age, Zo started pushing Lin away from his little workshop. His lack of physical strength didn’t deter him one bit and he somehow managed to move his granddaughter away a little. She got the idea and decided to comply, albeit silently as she couldn’t provide a retort with Zo muttering gibberish out loud. Conversely, the elderly longma pulled Omen inside his workshop. Maybe it is better to get some supplies now to pass the time.

It is a cluttered mess inside, shelves upon shelves of tools and completed pieces of work adorned each nook and cranny with very little room to move. Strangely, his table seems to have more space than the rest of the hut and right beside it, a wooden stool for Omen to sit on and watch. The longma grabbed whatever tools were closest to him and began work, starting with all of the strands of hair he got from Lin. Weaving it in and out, it appears to be a braid of some sort and reinforced with some wooden picks and string to hold it all together into a shape that couldn’t be discerned at the moment. Then with some leftover strands, he made a second one. Whatever it is he has planned, he won't say for now. Even it will be a surprise for Omen.

“Hair is the last thing I expected to work with but if this is for my granddaughter, I’ll do it. You left a good impression on Lin and Sen. She told me all about it, and besides her brother, she has nothing but praise for you. How about I tell you a story or two about your friends to pass the time? You probably want to know more about them.”

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"Hopefully the wedding gifts aren't silver. Ponies tend to give fancy things and that sometimes means silver."

"Will they get paid for showing up?"

"Yeah, we need gift bags."

Lucid had an idea.

"We should give them keychain."

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Mariposa was in a strange mood today. The pegusus, of a magenta hue and with short, violet wavy hair was flapping her wings lazily as she flew through town, not really paying much attention to anything.

Just as she was landing, she accidentally knocked into someone, causing the two to tumble over. 

"Oh....ohmygoodness!" Mariposa recreated, "I'm so sorry... I didn't mean... are you alright?" She asked, helping the stranger up.

 

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Matrix looked him over for a good moment. He didn't seem too bad of a threat. Rather, since he was an earth pony, it wouldn't be so hard to dismantle the situation. Stepping backwards a step, she focused, zoning in on the stallion.

She cast a lullaby spell on the stallion. In success, which she felt was likely due to his species, he would plop asleep within a few simple seconds. If this happened, she would up and walk outside, a new idea in her mind. As she'd pass Stare, she would stop to speak. "I'm legally innocent. Think about it." She would step outside, shutting the door behind her, walking casually down the street, depositing the cup the stew was in inside a public trash can. She'd smile to herself, knowing her plan had worked and she couldn't be convicted of murder nor assault.

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It was always an awkward to be sitting in on a conversation about one's self as if they weren't sitting on the road among the three of them.  At least they were at a point in calming the town enough that he wouldn't need to insert himself to keep spells from flinging at each other.  Rising Dusk didn't say anything, but the gathering of magic for the specter pony didn't go unnoticed by the detective.  Rather familiar with the light magic wielded by the priestess and the goddess that saved him upon his visit to Harrowmark.  The urge to get up to his hoofs was annoyingly foiled by his rump not wanting to move from the ground.  The detective sighed and just continued to listen.  The Captain and Wisp seemed to be getting along well enough, even if the hoof shake was mildly awkward.  Not that he was expecting much in those regards with the vast cultural difference.  He could see Wisp being the first of the town to visit Equestria, short of this queen he hasn't met yet making other decisions.

Finishing the hoof shake, The Captain returned her hoof to the ground.  Wisp should have no worries, The Captain always kept her word and hopefully the unicorn of Harrowmark would be able to capitalize on it in the future.  Finally getting to the meat of why Rising summoned her as earlier as he did.  Rising Dusk knew the story on this end, not that he could forget any of it.  But while Wisp had been working hard to refer to him by his name, it quickly devolved into calling him great savior.  It was mute at this point to offer up any corrections, seeing as he'd already been threatened with having to see some sort of stone carving of himself the next time he shows up.  Hopefully they get his good side.  The Captain stared down at the specter pony and listened intently to the story of what happened when sending her detective off to fight the dark wizard.  Not as detailed as she was used to receiving, but she knew there would be a more full report upon their return to Manehatten.

"Well well, Manehatten's Spell Breaker and now Great Savior of Harrowmark.  You're racking up some nice titles darling," the larger unicorn jested with a honeydew giggle that she even raised a hoof to cover her mouth a bit for.  "What will you ever do with me," he replied to their little inside joke.  Detective was the only title that he preferred, but something always drove ponies to attach more fancy titles to things.  The Captain herself had her own laundry list of titles that most were only known to higher elites in Equestrian society.

To the matter at hoof though, she took on a more business type demeanor.   "We currently have a witch of the wilds named Lily Monkshade in custody that we believe to be an apprentice of his.  Twisted's first attack on our city came in the form of polluting the air with mind control spores that my darling detective dealt with swimmingly.  Enough to the point where the dark wizard had to abandon the tactic and I also believe that was the moment Rising discovered he was using borrowed power, yes?" she tapped her chin in thought.  Rising Dusk nodded in confirmation.  

"The next wave came as a three prong attack.  He sent three wicker ponies that bleed fungus with some strange wasp creatures with more mind control capabilities at our main street.  Three of my agents dispatched the wicker creatures and destroyed the wasp hives along with the vast majority of the already spawned bugs.  A few managed to escape, but not before being infected by Crimson Pollen," she informed the trio.  Rising's ears perked a bit.  Bash used his last Crimson Petal?  Poor guy.

"Let's see...  A dozen wicker axemen with an elderly caster attacked your friend's workshop.  When the battle wasn't going his way, he attempted to fuse the wicker monsters into one big one, but Scarlet managed to stop it before it could complete itself.  You'd be so proud of our Junior Officer Rising.  We also took the elderly pony into custody.  Before you ask, everypony in the workshop was unharmed."  Well that was good to hear.

"And lastly the vile wizard attacked one of our schools with crystal spiders and a giant abomination of a monster.  Myself, Flare Blitz and Wind Gale slew the abomination and spider queen on the other side of the portal.  They managed to web up many students and teachers, but we saved them before they were taken through.  All of them have been freed from the webs and returned home.  I'll be visiting with the mayor and Princess' upon my return for a full status report, but I refused to remove myself from the map room until I received a beacon from your cutie mark.  The city is in quite a bit of chaos darling," she finished her report.

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KARMIC & ATZY

"Why are you showing me this?" Karmic whispered more to herself but Enzo was close enough to listen in. She was watching the filly version of the changeling in her head play with some rocks before seemingly hearing something and took off down the path, heading down the right tunnel at a fork in tunnel. She wasn't waiting for an answer from Atzy and shouted after the filly. "Hey! Wait!" and then began running after the filly, despite knowing that it was a vision and that Atzy couldn't hear her.

@Blitz Boom

AURORA LIGHTS

"A race," Aurora repeated and hovered while following Happy. "A race over this flatland? To where? There's no landmarks around here to make a finish line of!"

@Blitz Boom & @Widdershins

TWILIGHT SPARKLE

Twilight herself had no choice but to move forward with Cherish so her bond wouldn't strain her. She walked near the flower but was cautious and stayed a few steps away. However, due to the sheer size of the petals and such, she could see things were a lot clearer close up. Her ears flicked in response to Cherish's observations. She did backstep a couple more though when Last stood in front and she shook her head. "Maybe I shouldn't be standing so close. I just didn't want Cherish to feel pain if her bond was stretched too much. And besides, this flower looks positively radiant," Twilight told the ghost and guard before squinting her eyes when she saw three identical glints on the plant. "Are the black spots on the petals meant to glint? If they're a part of the make-up of the petals themselves then no, they shouldn't. However if these black bumps are not a part of the petals ...."

@Widdershins

DAWN STREAK

Dawn gave a huge sigh of relief when she back on solid ground and looked up slightly at the drake. " .... I thank you for ... for taking me home," Dawn said with such effort it looked like it was painful. Most likely she wasn't used to thanking others for help. "You look small enough ... do you want to come inside?"

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@Moonlit

Fah'lina can't help herself as the intern faints, and jumps on top of the mare's head, then raising her paws and posing as if she had just won a race and were basking in the adoration of fans. About ten seconds later, she'd jump down, go over, and grab hold of a crustacean which she'd start to munch down with a noticeable crunching sound.

Meanwhile, Ziggy see's Serenade fall back after getting filled up with plenty of meat, and wanders over with a half pineapple slice sticking out of her muzzle, and pokes to her friends stomach a few times.

"Hehe, you're gonna have a lot to swim off later. Big squishy tum tum."

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@Califorum

After the third room would have been ransacked for smaller items to nick, a door would open a few meters away, with the faint light in the room bathing the one who had just exited.

It were a stallion in his forties from the looks of things, with a pale-blue coat, short black mane, and a short, bushy tail. He'd be holding a candlelight as he didn't want to turn on the light and potentially wake up others in the household, so the thief wouldn't be guaranteed to be exposed just yet, depending on where this stallion would end up walking.

"Hmm... I best be sure..."

He'd wander straight towards where the intruder were, which might alarm her, but he'd then pass her and with a key, open up a door that wouldn't be easy to access normally, and creak it open to see what went on in there. Seemingly nothing, and this were a far more impressive room than the first one the outsider had been into, which marked it as a rather important room. Potentially the master bedroom.

Seeing nothing, he'd close the door again and lock it, before letting out a great sigh and shake his head.

"He can't keep going like this..."

He set down the candle holder on a chair next to the thief, which would bathe some light on her if she hadn't moved at that point, though he didn't look at her. He instead withdrew a small flask from the shirt pocket of the pajamas he were wearing, and took a swig, before absentmindedly picking up the holder and wandering off down the hall in the direction that the intruder had been heading before.

Unless of course, at any point, the thief would interfere with things or draw attention to herself in some fashion.

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@Catpone Cerberus

Inside, she'd find a rusted through spring mechanism that seemed to have been designed to throw a bag of something foul smelling at whoever opened it. Likely some sort of toxin, yet whoever had put this down there had apparently not thought of getting materials that would last the ages, giving easy access to the gold within.

"Phew, smells like elderberries who'd been lying in the sun for four days. Y'know, before getting sat on. What's in those things? Old, dirty laundry or some sorta thing? We're gonna need to get the gold to a cleaner if that is, because that right there smells like it'd melt ya nose right off."

The fourth of the five chests would have not malfunctioned, and whatever defensive mechanism were in that, would activate. Be it a powder, some sort of liquid, spell, or whatever. One of the traps would still be active, though potentially not as potent as it once were.

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@Catpone Cerberus

"I mainly go by what you said, of the rocks around it. I have only seen one such place yet, so I do hope it is that, though I will say that I cannot recall seeing anything that proved it were once used for anything. A lot of vegetation had started to take hold when I last saw it however, so there may be something hidden beneath."

It had been around on the western side of the grass, and started to reach the rocks when she had been there. A somewhat small layer of thick, pale-dark vines with dull, green spikes lining it, that seemed to grow in the shades, and latch on to whatever it could. Something which they'd likely see soon enough, as Lyriel lead them towards a collapsed entrance to the area. A few tips of this overgrown vine bundle were shown to be poking out through some of the rocks, and in their own pace, seek for new surface to latch on to.

She'd bow down and gently put a hoof on the plant. An action which would make her eyes full of sadness, whilst she kept running her hoof around the tip of this strange vegetation.

"I don't know what this is, but it feels as if it have long been held away from the gentle caress of the earth mother."

"What do you mean?"

"It screams when touched. Alarmed somehow. It felt distant and unwilling to speak when first I saw it, but this is different. Something have changed. Does any of you know what this plant is?"

"Not a clue. Nada, you have any sort of idea?"

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@Lucid_Nightlight

If you wanted gifts, perhaps you shouldn't have kidnapped them? Doesn't give any time to ready something.

"Stop using logic, human thing! This is my island, and logic's a naughty word."

"Before you proceed to talk with... Whomever seem to have slighted you, may I suggest we go on? I believe I can hear some rumbling from the Candle Thread area, which may hold another of your... Unwitting guests."

"Right, saving and stuff. We go do that, then forge the guests into a large key chain."

That was Not the point of what Lucid were saying!

"I weren't really listening to everything. Just something about gifts, key chains, and bags. Did he say we should take them to a shopping mall then?"

Just... Go on and try to save others...

"Yeppers. Super Anomaly, to the rescue!"

A cape manifested on the draconequus as she grabbed hold of her little hamster friend and walked quickly in the direction he pointed them towards, whilst making *whoosh* sounds.

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@Emerald<3

Mariposa would find that she had run into a filly of mixed heritage, who would take the offered help to get her up, but look none worse for the wear.

The wings, teeth, and overall appearance of the filly did seem to scream of a strong bloodline of bat pony, yet her mane, tail, and color scheme would suggest otherwise, as pure-blooded thestrals tended to be colored between dark grey and pure black, to blend in with the night surroundings they usually roamed through. This one however, were out during the day, which were why she had to wear the large glasses with the colored lenses in. It helped to mitigate the sun from not blinding her naturally light sensitive eyes.

"Yessire, I'm all fine. Gary? Are you okay too?"

From her tall mane, a rather larger spider would poke the front of his grey, hairy body out, and respond in a small hissing sound which of course, she couldn't understand, yet somepony who could understand insects and potentially arachnids, might be able to hear this as *Not squished. Is fine.*

The spider glanced at the mare who had run into them with his black, beady eyes, but just seemed curious, and would retreat back into the mane if she seemed to react hostile to his presence. Some here in Ponyville didn't like a spider his size - doubly so as he were a hunting spider variant, so he didn't make web to catch his prey, but jumped after them - and he had resigned himself to hiding and stay alert when they were in the open streets, so he could get out of the way of anypony who would try to make him into mush.

"Hehe, all seems okay here. Are you okay miss?"

The filly looked up with a big smile and a glimmer of youthful wonder and friendliness dancing in her eyes. she had just arrived here a day and a half ago, and had spent most of that time hanging out with her father, or staying at home and trying to help clean up etc. as Stargazer had lots of things to do during the rebuilding of Ponyville, so not a whole lot had met her. She had hung around a few of the locals foals though, with varied results. Pipsqueak seemed to get along well with her though, even if his parents had sent some nervous glances at the strangely-clad half-blood who were giggling and posing for a few of their sons pictures. It had seemed fun to the filly, and she hoped to see the pictures once they were done. Should look great.

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@Sweet Scoop

Alonsus would have trampled straight past - and potentially through - Matrix, had she not done her spell, yet he were brought low quickly by this, and would slump down to his stomach a few centimeters from where he would have hit her. It were kinda lucky that he didn't still hit her with his mass after he had been put asleep, though it could have been a rather effective way of dealing with her, and who could say how she'd deal with being trapped beneath her *friend* being carried by a bundle of heavy muscles? Might just be so heavy that she couldn't do anything.

Yet, as it stood now, she'd leave with a cliffhanger, which Stare wouldn't respond to, as she instead walked right over to check up on her coworker and Storm, to see if they were okay. Beyond the sleep spell and poisoning that were. She were more thinking about potential wounds from hitting something, but they seemed fine.

The words that had just been spoken rung through her head through this though. Even though Stare knew what had happened, and Alonsus would surely take her side on this, what proof would they have? There were a lot of poisons that would be hard to track, and they could blame this whole thing on either the head trauma Storm already had, or some sort of food allergi/food poisoning. Legally, it would properly be futile to try and prove anything about Matrix.

Raising her head to look at the door the mare had wandered out of, Stare would fire up her horn and prepare to cast a spell, whilst muttering something to herself, in a voice lower than she already spoke normally.

"There are other ways."

With that, she'd finish her spell, and teleport the three of them to the hospital. There, she'd inform the nurse that Alonsus had just been hit with a rogue sleep spell, and that they should focus on Storm, whom had knocked herself out in a spout of erratic behavior, which might mean she had gotten poisoned by something. They'd make sure to get Storm checked up on and given some general anti-toxins against common poisons, then upgrade it rapidly if it seemed not to work. One way or another, Storm were going to be fine, and would eventually wake up to find one of two ponies there, depending on how long she had been out. If it were less than four hours, Stare would sit near her bed and read a small book about ancient weaponry, whereas if it were longer than that, Alonsus would have taken over, and would be chuckling lowly to himself, whilst slowly reading a hardcover of varied news paper cartoons, gathered up into a large book for the enjoyment of whomever wanted to read it in the hospital.

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@EQ_Theta

23 hours ago, EQ_Theta said:

“You want me to make a gift out of those worms?! Are you crazy!”

“No, it’s hair. Omen’s hair. She’s wondering if you have some ideas about it.”

“Hair… Oh I see, and if it is for a gift, you better leave now. It’ll ruin the surprise. Go on! Come back later.”

Zo's actions were followed closely by the mare, who tried to figure out how to approach him now after the way he had reacted to a few different things.

First off, the voice seemed to have disoriented him, which Omen were not too unfamiliar with. It were mainly either ignored or got strange looks - like with Stargazer - but being disoriented or confused were not the rarest thing she had run into, at least not among ponies. As she didn't know too much about interactions like this with longma, as she could only really remember Sen and Lin, Omen had to draw some parallels elsewhere to try and understand and adapt to things here. Sen and Lin had reacted pretty calmly about the whole thing, and barely mentioned it in the time they had known one another, and the Ghilan seemed to not react to it either, but with this one, her memory were only up to 4 longma she had interacted with, and when she ran into reactions that she hadn't seen in any of the other three, she'd have to try and compare elsewhere, and since ponies were the majority population in the world, it were easier to go with them, even if longma looked more like dragons than that.

Another thing then were the hair, which he seemed to regard as worms before he were corrected about them being hair, and insistingly pushing Lin out of the room. She wasn't sure what to make of this, other than thinking that perhaps this meant she could put her hair on a hook and use it to fish, but perhaps there were some lesson in this that she could draw from eventually.

She'd be following to leave alongside Lin, as she weren't sure if she were supposed to leave too, when the elderly longma had turned and grabbed hold of her. At which point, she stopped dead in her tracks, and followed along obediently. He wouldn't find her resisting much more than the time it took for her to adjust her path at the very start of this short trip into some sort of work shop. There were many tool on the walls at least, and as she were let go off, Omen went over and sniffed a few off them, before tentatively poking to something that kinda reminded her of a screwdriver.

In the time he had done the first bit of work, Omen would have poked a few things, taken a look around the room to see what were here, and accidentally pushed a bowl to the floor with her tail. It almost hit too, before a gate opened beneath it, made it fall through, and then down from another gate opening above her to land on her back. She'd be able to put it back there after that, and safely close the gates, though eyes were standing ready and glaring outside. It seemed the unformed siblings were back out and about.

23 hours ago, EQ_Theta said:

“Hair is the last thing I expected to work with but if this is for my granddaughter, I’ll do it. You left a good impression on Lin and Sen. She told me all about it, and besides her brother, she has nothing but praise for you. How about I tell you a story or two about your friends to pass the time? You probably want to know more about them.

"Yes. New siblings are strange. Thoughts and emotions, I do not understand. History that makes their faces wrong when they tried to speak. Sen squirming when he sleeps. This place, with many bad things said. Their past is important, yes? I want to hear, and answer too.

Ask about you. Mother would want to know they have other family. Thought them gone. All of them. Strange I heard them say nothing about you. I think? They say I were in town before. No memory of it. Perhaps they said something there?"

Omen for one couldn't remember either of her friends speaking about a grandfather before, but if this word - along with granddaughter - were used like with ponies, that must mean that they did have a blood relative. Mother would surely want to know about that, the next time Omen saw her. It might be important, but mostly it were because this regarded family, and since Sen and Lin were part of theirs now, it seemed important to bring up some that were still lingering from way back before Lin became what she now were.

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@Rising Dusk

1 hour ago, Rising Dusk said:

"Well well, Manehatten's Spell Breaker and now Great Savior of Harrowmark.  You're racking up some nice titles darling,"

"𝕀𝕥 𝕚𝕤 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕒 𝕥𝕚𝕥𝕝𝕖 𝕨𝕖 𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕝𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕝𝕪, 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕕𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕚𝕕, 𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕚𝕤 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕒𝕔𝕔𝕖𝕡𝕥𝕒𝕓𝕝𝕖. 𝕀 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕒𝕤𝕤𝕦𝕣𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕟𝕒𝕞𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕓𝕖 𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕙𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕝𝕖𝕘𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕡𝕒𝕤𝕥."

It were something reserved for beings who actually saved their country in their time of peril, which even in the millennia of record keeping that had been made in Harrowmark, had only in one form or another, been used to describe nine beings. Eight ponies, alongside the monstrous Ogruf Hammertail, who had lead the combined packs of diamond dogs in defense of invaders some nine hundred years ago, and emerged not only victorious, but as a conqueror who took the entirety of the ships, carts, treasure, food and such from the retreating armies, and claimed them for the throne of Harrowmark. It left him as quite a figurehead for his people in this land, and to this day, he remained the only one of his kind in this country who had ever been knighted. Those of his bloodline that still lived were generally proud of this, and it were not uncommon for some of them to seek to live up to their heritage. One of the reasons why there weren't a whole lot left of them sadly.

2 hours ago, Rising Dusk said:

To the matter at hoof though, she took on a more business type demeanor.   "We currently have a witch of the wilds named Lily Monkshade in custody that we believe to be an apprentice of his.  Twisted's first attack on our city came in the form of polluting the air with mind control spores that my darling detective dealt with swimmingly.  Enough to the point where the dark wizard had to abandon the tactic and I also believe that was the moment Rising discovered he was using borrowed power, yes?" she tapped her chin in thought.  Rising Dusk nodded in confirmation.  

"The next wave came as a three prong attack.  He sent three wicker ponies that bleed fungus with some strange wasp creatures with more mind control capabilities at our main street.  Three of my agents dispatched the wicker creatures and destroyed the wasp hives along with the vast majority of the already spawned bugs.  A few managed to escape, but not before being infected by Crimson Pollen," she informed the trio.  Rising's ears perked a bit.  Bash used his last Crimson Petal?  Poor guy.

"Let's see...  A dozen wicker axemen with an elderly caster attacked your friend's workshop.  When the battle wasn't going his way, he attempted to fuse the wicker monsters into one big one, but Scarlet managed to stop it before it could complete itself.  You'd be so proud of our Junior Officer Rising.  We also took the elderly pony into custody.  Before you ask, everypony in the workshop was unharmed."  Well that was good to hear.

"And lastly the vile wizard attacked one of our schools with crystal spiders and a giant abomination of a monster.  Myself, Flare Blitz and Wind Gale slew the abomination and spider queen on the other side of the portal.  They managed to web up many students and teachers, but we saved them before they were taken through.  All of them have been freed from the webs and returned home.  I'll be visiting with the mayor and Princess' upon my return for a full status report, but I refused to remove myself from the map room until I received a beacon from your cutie mark.  The city is in quite a bit of chaos darling," she finished her report.

"𝕋𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕖𝕩𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕚𝕟 𝕨𝕙𝕪 𝕤𝕠 𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕖𝕞𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕕𝕖𝕗𝕖𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕙𝕠𝕞𝕖. 𝕊𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕞𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕘𝕠𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕟 𝕓𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕤𝕜𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕠 𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕤𝕠 𝕞𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕚𝕔 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕔𝕖𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕪.

𝕀 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕠𝕗 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕜 𝕠𝕗𝕗, 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕀 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕜 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕓𝕖 𝕡𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕤𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕤. 𝔽𝕠𝕣 𝕠𝕟𝕔𝕖, 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕤𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕖𝕣 𝕨𝕒𝕤𝕡𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕜 𝕠𝕗𝕗? 𝕀𝕗 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟 𝕒 𝕗𝕖𝕨 𝕞𝕒𝕟𝕒𝕘𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕖𝕤𝕔𝕒𝕡𝕖, 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕣𝕖𝕞𝕒𝕚𝕟 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕕. ℍ𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕠𝕨𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕜 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕕 𝕞𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕒 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕣𝕚𝕕 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕤𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤, 𝕪𝕖𝕥 𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕖𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕕. 𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕚𝕔 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕤𝕖 𝕙𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕕, 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕓𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕤, 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕠𝕦𝕥𝕘𝕣𝕠𝕨 𝕠𝕣 𝕤𝕙𝕣𝕦𝕘 𝕠𝕗𝕗, 𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕤𝕖𝕖𝕜 𝕟𝕖𝕨 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕒 𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕥. 𝔹𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕔𝕖𝕣𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕤𝕖, 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕚𝕗 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕖𝕤𝕔𝕒𝕡𝕖𝕕, 𝕚𝕥 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕞𝕦𝕥𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕚𝕥𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕗 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕒 𝕟𝕖𝕨 𝕙𝕚𝕧𝕖, 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕙 𝕒 𝕗𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕙 𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕤𝕡𝕒𝕨𝕟. 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕒 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕠𝕟 𝕨𝕙𝕪 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟 𝕒𝕞𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕒𝕣𝕜𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕤, 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕓𝕪 𝕋𝕨𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕤𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕒𝕤 𝕒𝕓𝕙𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕥.

𝕊𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕝, 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝕕𝕒𝕣𝕜 𝕨𝕒𝕪 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕕 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕣𝕘𝕪 𝕠𝕗 ℍ𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕠𝕨𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕜. 𝕀 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕞𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕒𝕕𝕒𝕡𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕣𝕘𝕪 𝕗𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝔼𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕚𝕒."

Twisted had found them to be a fun little side project, after he had found a mutated wicker wasp that had gotten tangled in with another of his experiments, but had shown itself to be an adaptable survivor, hellbent on little more than infestation and protecting their nests. It was his doing that they eventually became more or less supercharged mind control on wings, at which point he had released them to enjoy the mayhem, and at times, go to collect some of the overtaken for his own plans. Hopefully the ones who had gotten stuck in Equestria, would prove to be less corrupted in that land of harmony and love.

"𝕀 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕖𝕚𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 *𝕃𝕚𝕝𝕪 𝕄𝕠𝕟𝕜𝕤𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕖* 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕜 𝕠𝕗, 𝕟𝕠𝕣 𝕒𝕟 𝕖𝕝𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕪 𝕡𝕠𝕟𝕪 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕝𝕤 𝕨𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕖𝕣 𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖𝕤, 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕋𝕨𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕕, 𝕙𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕕 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖𝕝𝕪 𝕘𝕠𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕟 𝕓𝕠𝕥𝕙 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕖𝕚𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤, 𝕠𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕟𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕓𝕪 𝕥𝕠𝕨𝕟. 𝕎𝕚𝕤𝕡, 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕦𝕣𝕖 𝕞𝕖 𝕒 𝕝𝕖𝕕𝕘𝕖𝕣."

"Of course High Priestess, though... I know of Lily Monkshade. She used to be Oaksbrook's moss farmer, and... I-I know her daughter."

"𝔹𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕗𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕪 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕠𝕗𝕗 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕠𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕟, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖. 𝕐𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕞𝕒𝕪 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕚𝕞𝕡𝕠𝕣𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕥."

Wisp had looked like it stung when Lily's name had been brought up, and she were highly reluctant to speak up about knowing who that mare were, yet among these powerful beings, were she not to offer what information she could? She had pushed herself because she thought that answer were yes, though she did not look forward to what she had to gdo as she scurried along to find what the high priestess had asked of her.

"ℂ𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕨𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕖𝕣 𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕒 𝕣𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕘𝕚𝕗𝕥 𝕚𝕟 ℍ𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕠𝕨𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕜. 𝕀𝕥 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕓𝕖 𝕒 𝕥𝕒𝕝𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕋𝕨𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕖𝕩𝕡𝕝𝕠𝕚𝕥, 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕀 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕒𝕨𝕒𝕚𝕥 𝕔𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕛𝕦𝕕𝕘𝕖𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥. 𝕀 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕋𝕨𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕖𝕟𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕥𝕠 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕞𝕠𝕤𝕥 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕤𝕖𝕣𝕧𝕖𝕤 𝕙𝕚𝕞, 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕝𝕖 𝕔𝕙𝕠𝕚𝕔𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕕𝕠𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕠. 𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕡𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕣 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕡𝕣𝕒𝕪 𝕥𝕠, 𝕞𝕒𝕪 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕞𝕖𝕣𝕔𝕚𝕗𝕦𝕝 𝕚𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕘𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕟 𝕒 𝕔𝕙𝕠𝕚𝕔𝕖, 𝕤𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕜 𝕠𝕗𝕗.

𝕀 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕚𝕟𝕗𝕚𝕝𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕠𝕣 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕣𝕪𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕝 𝕤𝕡𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕚𝕧𝕖. 𝕀 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕤𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕙𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕤 𝕕𝕖𝕥𝕒𝕚𝕝𝕤, 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕀 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕕 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕟𝕒𝕞𝕖, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕖𝕕𝕘𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕤, 𝕀 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕕 𝕚𝕥, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕨𝕙𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕞𝕒𝕪 𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕝𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕪 𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕖 𝕤𝕙𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕟𝕠 𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕣 𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕. 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕝𝕕 𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕚𝕤 𝕕𝕖𝕒𝕕 𝕞𝕒𝕪 𝕒𝕝𝕤𝕠 𝕓𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕞 𝕤𝕠𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕖. 𝕆𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕝 𝕧𝕚𝕔𝕥𝕠𝕣 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕕𝕒𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕒𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕣𝕠𝕜𝕖𝕟 𝕣𝕖𝕞𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕚𝕓𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤, 𝕚𝕥 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕕𝕖𝕔𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕤 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕟𝕖𝕨 𝕞𝕒𝕥𝕣𝕚𝕒𝕣𝕔𝕙 𝕥𝕠 𝕘𝕝𝕦𝕥𝕥𝕠𝕟 𝕚𝕟 𝕖𝕟𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕡𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕣, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕦𝕣𝕖 𝕖𝕟𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕟𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕖𝕣𝕤, 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕖𝕠𝕡𝕝𝕖 𝕒𝕘𝕒𝕚𝕟."

It might seem like it were easier to just eradicate the spiders entirely and not risk it, but the ecosystem of Harrowmark were one who required certain creatures in it. Among the more important ones, were actually the crystal spiders, whom even if they were a danger to anyone who crossed them, were also voracious hunters of zombies and certain wicker creatures, which helped reduce the number of fatalities those could cause. Had to be more control of the varied towns now until a new matriarch got things going again, but they'd stabilize in due time.

"𝕀 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕡𝕖𝕠𝕡𝕝𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕗𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤, 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕦𝕡 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕔𝕒𝕤𝕦𝕒𝕝𝕥𝕚𝕖𝕤, 𝕄𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕪. 𝕀𝕥 𝕚𝕤 𝕟𝕠 𝕤𝕞𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕖𝕗𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕕𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕤𝕠 𝕞𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕝𝕠𝕤𝕖 𝕒 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕝𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕪𝕞𝕖𝕟. 𝕆𝕦𝕣 𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕞𝕒𝕪 𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕨𝕚𝕤𝕙 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕣 𝕕𝕖𝕥𝕒𝕚𝕝𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕕𝕚𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕕𝕦𝕖 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖, 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕠𝕟 𝕙𝕠𝕠𝕗 𝕚𝕟 𝕔𝕒𝕤𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕋𝕨𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕞𝕡𝕥𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕖 𝕒𝕘𝕒𝕚𝕟.

𝔸𝕝𝕝 𝕚𝕟 𝕕𝕦𝕖 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙. 𝕀𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕔𝕚𝕥𝕪 𝕚𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕒 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕠𝕤, 𝕨𝕖 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕨𝕒𝕚𝕥 𝕦𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕝 𝕚𝕥 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕔𝕒𝕝𝕞𝕖𝕕. 𝕀 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕚𝕟𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕞 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕚𝕥 𝕓𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕨𝕒𝕚𝕥 𝕒 𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕝𝕖, 𝕕𝕖𝕤𝕡𝕚𝕥𝕖 𝕞𝕪 𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕖𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕤𝕙𝕖'𝕕 𝕨𝕚𝕤𝕙 𝕦𝕣𝕘𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕨𝕚𝕤𝕙 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕖𝕖𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕝𝕝.

𝕎𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙, 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕒 𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕕𝕖𝕤𝕖𝕣𝕧𝕖𝕕 𝕔𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕓𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕕𝕖𝕥𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕧𝕖'𝕤 𝕙𝕠𝕟𝕠𝕣. 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕀 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕦𝕣𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕝𝕠𝕔𝕒𝕝 𝕘𝕠𝕠𝕕𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕠𝕟 𝕠𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕣, 𝕤𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕠𝕠 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕥 𝕚𝕟 𝕣𝕖𝕛𝕠𝕚𝕔𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕖𝕟𝕕 𝕠𝕗 𝕒 𝕥𝕪𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕥?"

If she'd take her up on her offer, but wished not to go over there and mingle with the ponies who did not currently see her as a threat anymore, Thistle could float near and have some things brought over. It seemed like a nice gesture to do towards one who had clearly had a stressful day because of Twisted as well, and since Minty had to deal with him and his ways, did she not deserve so celebrate his fall as much as the rest of them? Thistle would say yes. At least now that the captain had become less of a dramatic, yet well-intentioned individual.

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"Seers..."

Enzo rolled his eyes as he spoke this word. He should have expected her to suddenly run off, unaware of her surroundings, and yet here they were, and he had been caught off guard as she had wandered further in. Praise be the elders that this place had been carved out for creatures even larger than himself. otherwise, he wouldn't hav been able to follow as he then did, to ensure that the mare were kept safe, as well as searching for answers to this mystery of what may have been here, and why - if this were memories and not just lies - Atzy wished for Karmic to see this. Perhaps they may end up uncovering some grim truth that had quite literally been buried long ago, and not just waited to be brought to light.

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"Sure there are. That big ol' tree 'round two hundred and fifty meters ahead? That's the goalpost."

Happy set himself into a spring as he galloped towards the large tree ahead. It were a good place to catch ones breath anyway, since it'd provide some shade, but for now, that right there were their target, and even if he were gonna lose out to Aurora, Happy weren't gonna trail too far behind if it were up to him.

So he ran and ran as his pulse went up, and he felt sweat pibiling forth on his legs and forehead, and his breath become heavier. Honestly, he were having a great time just mashing ahead and jumping once in a while if he saw something that'd stumble him if he just kept on running in one line. It made him feel wholesome in a way to just enjoy some good running in a beautiful landscape, without having to worry about being caught out or hunted down if he showed off some of his true self by accident. And to think, in the human world he had openly rolled his eyes at joggers who were pretty much all about the same thing. Guess that were just one more of the multitude of things that changed with him after landing in what he'd consider to be a world he actually felt at home in.

Y'know, after the torture, forced transformation, and having to deal with changeling drones who hated how the queen liked him more than them. No roses without thorns, eh?

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Mariposa placed a hand over her heart, exhaling in relief, "Yes, I'm just fine."

"Thank Celestia." She commented, smiling happily, "My name's Mariposa. What's your name?" She asked.

Her eyes landed on the spider and instead of screaming, she smiled. 

"I'm glad you're fine too, sir." She commented, "I would have felt awful if you were hurt too." She turned back to the filly, "Is the spider yours?" She asked, clapping her hooves together excitedly, "He's just so cute!" 

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@Blitz Boom Serenade groans, she is in a food coma. "Soo...good" Haramony walks over, and nuzzle her. "Come on, can't have you sleeping in the dining room. Your father already does that already." Serenade gets picked up in a flickering magic glow, "This way my dear" She inclines her head toward Ziggy and drags/lifts the well-fed Siren to the backyard, where a large pool is. Ziggy can see it's actually connected to the Bay through at least one underground tunnel. Harmony puts her daughter down on a lawn chair, then turns to Ziggy. "She'll be like this for a few, apparently my cooking is" She rears up onto her hind legs, and puts her front leg to her chest "Princess Level worthy" With a *clop* she falls back down, "Eventually she'll end up in the water, until then. Would you like to stay, or would you like the bit-tour?"

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"How about we not turn them into a key chain. We should give then key chains."

"You should also build a giftshop. What is an island without a giftshop?"

Lumen answered the question.

"An island without a giftshop."

"That's right."

Lumen, Lucid, and Novia followed Anomaly to where she was going.

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“I’ll be honest with you, I did not understand about half the things you said. From what I gathered, they didn’t mention anyone else in the family. They’re somewhat right about it. Among anyone who could be traced into the lineage, only I remain. On their mother’s side, both passed away from old age. And from my side, my dear partner passed on from sickness. With my child and his beloved gone, it’s just me and their children. Even so… I think I’m also living on borrowed time. Could be gone in a year or two, or maybe even tomorrow. I don’t think about it, which is why I distract myself with this kind of work. Gotta make myself useful with the time I have left.” 

Longma have an average lifespan of about 150 years. Dying of old age is about as lucky as anyone got. Disease is a lot more common, especially if they are in season. The rains may come bearing a blessing for the plant harvests but if not careful, it may also lead to proliferation of diseases. Zo may not look like it but with his vision blurring, his mind not as sharp as it once was, and his bones feeling rather frail, his guess on his own remaining time may be spot on. He’d be lucky to live five more years but he wasn’t always the busybody he is now, and that led to many problems in his youth. Still, he is content with what he got, no point in wishing he was born different. 

“And they didn’t mention anything about me because they couldn’t find me. I wasn’t around when Solasan went mad with power. When my child was taken away, I tried fighting it, doing everything I can to get the elder to reconsider. Of course he threatened to go after me next so regretfully, I fled. I stayed away from any village in the forest and lived in the wilderness for many years. It is only recently I returned and went back to making crafts. Good thing the village remembers me.”

Zo didn’t miss a beat as he worked on the strands of Omen’s hair. At this point, they began to resemble the centerpiece of an amulet or pendant, a gemstone wrapped in the braided strands to accentuate it as a the likeliest talking point anyone would first notice. And there was not just one, but two identical-looking pieces. From here, he would begin on the rest of the finished product. 

He did pick up on something Omen said, a confusing thing. He would hold off on providing more information about his grandchildren until he could figure this one out. Even if Sen and Lin trusted her, this was likely something a little too big for him to just take in with ease. Zo’s voice slowly shifted into a more serious and somewhat accusatory tone, just short of him going into the personality of an aggressive interrogator. 

“Strange of you to call them siblings though…. Does that mean your parents adopted them?”

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"My guess would be some kind of poison." Ruby said as she tossed bag away with the shovel and proceeded to open the next box, she did this to the two others too, but when she opened the fourth one, still using the shove, the mechanism threw the bag out, but like she had said earlier, it hit the shovel, thus it didn't fly far, but it did cause cloud of powder to come out "I suggest you holding your breath and getting bit further away, there's possibly poisonous dust in the air." she wasn't concerned about herself, because even if the poison still worked somehow, there simply wasn't enough to harm her. 

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Nada shook her head "I don't know what it is, but I have seen it before..or at least I think it was this one, may have been just very similar."  she then said "Some time ago, anything from few months to decades, I'm not sure about time anymore, this type of plant started quickly taking over everything, and I mean quickly, I saw it growing, but then there was a flash of light and it just disappeared." 

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Over the next couple days, Marcus went to train in private, in a place kept secret by the elders.  Hunter would practice his archery and work on making more of his own arrows as well as a spare bow, which many would see him making, but after he finished, nopony would see it again.  When it came to his target practice, he had perfect aim, but he wouldn’t make a show of it.  The stunt he pulled at the party was to prove a point, but the practice was for himself as he could not afford to allow his abilities to fade in the slightest.  A few times, Keg was caught letting the children play with firecrackers, then bang snaps, then sparkler sticks.  It was nothing too dangerous (when compared to what he usually works with), but the parents were not too happy about it, so each time he downgraded to something less powerful until they settled with the sparklers.  He made these things in between making several types of explosives, which he made a good distance away from any standing structure or high traffic area to avoid any chance of damage or injury.  He made sure the children stayed away from his work area, and would bring the little things over to wherever the children gathered when he wanted to take a short break.  He seemed happy to see the children smile, and he wouldn’t talk back when their parents confronted him.  He simply would agree and apologize.  The main complaints were that they were too dangerous, so he thought giving them something less dangerous would be okay.  In all fairness, giving them something small to play with and focus on helped to keep them occupied so they wouldn’t get too close to the real heavy duty explosives in their curiosity.  Some of the children even saved some of the sparklers for later.  As the sky began to change colors just before sunset on the night before the journey, everyone would be called together for a short speech by Marcus.  

        A microphone and a podium were set up for him outdoors with an open area in front of it for everyone to stand.  Once everyone found their places, including Hunter standing amongst the crowd though Keg was nowhere to be seen, the elders walked out of their building with Marcus, dressed in his ancient armor that had been perfectly maintained over the centuries.  The style was reminiscent of what we know as that of the ancient Romans, however it was much more intricate than that of the average soldier of the time.  The gold had a brilliant shine to it.  When he stepped up to the podium, he spoke loudly for all to hear, but he didn’t know anything about microphones.  “Greetings!” erupted loudly from the speakers.  This startled him for a moment, but one of the elders whispered something into his ear, and he started again, but at a normal speaking volume.  “Greetings to all of you.  It makes me proud to see that this order has survived the tests of time.  The mere fact that you are here is a testament to the willpower of your ancestors.  It is their determination that kept this order together.  Now has come the time that the true purpose of their efforts can come to fruition.  For years I fought evil, but with the order behind me, I never fought alone.  The strength that they poured into the Sacred Gems gave me the power I needed to vanquish Ponykind’s greatest enemies.  In this way, their strength could be carried into battle without putting their lives on the line.  I shall once more carry your strength with me, but this time I shall carry with it the knowledge that your lives are now at risk if I should fail.  It is my burden to bare as my battle with The Forgotten One within the Diamond Seal was to no avail.  The beast could not be defeated until it was given mortal form by the life magic of an Everwood Spirit.  And yet I felt it was necessary to continue fighting for all that time to keep it from breaking free.  My stubbornness left your ancestors to wait, and to pass down their knowledge to generations that would never know me.  All the while, bits and pieces of the history of this place would be chipped away by time, leaving you wither and die to maintain relics that had no use to you.  Tomorrow, Sugar Lime shall bear witness as we set off to regain what was once lost!  Sugar Lime, you may now adorn the Robe of the Witness,”  one of the elders  would pass a robe to Marcus, while another beckoned Sugar toward the podium.  This robe looked like the ancient robe, but much newer.  On closer inspection, it would be clear that it was in fact the same robe.  Someone had poured their magic into it to restore it, but who?  Was it Marcus himself, or perhaps one of the crystals was used?  Marcus would hold out the neatly folded robe with one hoof for Sugar Lime to take once he arrived at the stage.

 

(Gaea is on page 351, Charlie is on 350, and Penny is on 352)

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The thief stayed put and silent as that had happened though she kept watching him as he went down the hall. Once he was a good ways a way she moved out silently, she had already nagged a good deal, though with him being up and about it makes the process more fun, so she decided that she is going to stay here longer than she intended and steal much more than she intended. After nagging the rest she could get from the room she was in she grabbed a chair and threw it down the hall. In a way that drew attention away from where she was, and drew attention somewhere else, to distract him.

The sound of the chair suddenly hitting the floor was sure to shock him and any others in the house as she proceeded into another room, silently nagging more. More and more things were picked up, then vanishing with a spell, before she proceeded to look for a place to access the attic, perhaps there was a pull down stairway to get into the attic, if there was she went up into it and shut it behind her, if there wasn't, she proceeded to hide behind clothes in a closet.

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It was a peaceful sort of day in the city of Vanhoover, though for Velvet Lily, he was more preoccupied with making sure the plants were looking fine for the customers. He worked in a plant nursery, selling plants to all kinds of customers. And they seemed keen to buy from him. Velvet had a rare talent for an Earth Pony, being active manipulation of the otherwise subtle magic that Earth Ponies employ to tend to crops and gardens, or in simpler terms, a healing touch. And he employed it regularly on plants that seemed under the weather, which was simple enough to recover from, as he could simply add an extra teaspoon of sugar to his coffee to get that energy back. Larger plants took more out of him, but thankfully, they didn't sell massive shrubs.

He hummed a little tune to himself, using his talents to liven up a sad-looking tomato plant as he took up the front counter, wondering what today had in store for him. Maybe he'd finally be able to decide on his future career today, since he still had three equally viable options to choose from.

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Impressive how easily they could gleam enough to identify individual ponies from just a description of the attacks on Manehatten.  Or at least a grisly tale of what Thistle had to witness while imprisoned in the dark wizards little workshop of horrors.  Centuries was a long time, even for a ghost, he figured.  If these were to be threats the detective could have ended up facing upon his arrival, then he'll count his lucky stars this night that his appearance face to face with Twisted wasn't expected so quickly.  The politics on who Lily would be given to was far above his head, but considering the warning she gave him about Twisted and her own fear of him, he doubted the Princess' would deliver a harsh punishment.  The type of psychological trauma and twisting that goes with being under hoof of such a begin couldn't be easy.  A up hill battle for the newly returned High Priestess indeed.  Especially with any possible work she'll need to do to reassert her dominance over such an absent Queen.  

The wasps did sound problematic since some escaped, but Equestria has its own special animal handlers that might have different results with them than Harrowmark.  Equestria itself, a land of light, hope and friendship in of itself could have an affect on the foreign creatures.  Not to dissimilar to how the dark magic of this land had an affect on the unprepared Rising Dusk.  "I couldn't ask for a better group of darlings in the O.M.I.," she gushed, proud with a twinkle in her eye.  "Although..." she started, "With these growing threats and the new permissions to work outside of Manehatten, an expansion might be past do," The Captain concluded.  It was difficult enough to defend Manehatten.  If an attack stretched over Equestria, they'd be hard pressed to support the Royal Guard and Element Bearers.  Thus far only Rising Dusk, Black Jack and herself had authority to enforce the law outside of Manehatten,

"A celebration in Rising's honor you say?" she inquired.  The Captain of course noticed the party going on when she arrived, but the details were not known to her.  "Well, I haven't eaten since your departure and a little energy refill would greatly aid in returning the two of us all the way to Equestria.  I gladly accept your invitation High Priestess," she bowed her head respectfully.  Gracefully trotting along with her head held high toward the party, igniting her horn to levitate the worn Rising Dusk off the ground and float alongside her.  "Come Detective Rising Dusk, you can't miss your own party!" He looked less than amused, but this was better than walking there himself in the long run.

"No Cider," the unicorn expressed rather matter of factly.  The elegant snow white unicorn gasped, "I'm beyond a grown mare!  And your boss!" she snorted.  "Cloudsdale," he replied with simply.  "One time!  I teleport a mountain to the Moon one time and none of you can drop it!" she groaned, almost dropping the floating stallion.  "You're driving," he rebuked.  While teleporting really wasn't like driving a carriage, he'd much prefer they return to Manehatten and not themselves end up on the Moon because she drank too much.  "Fine!" she pouted and plopped the detective on a vacant seat with a thud.  "Juice... Please," she requested through a forced smile.

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@Emerald<3

"My name's Jelly Drop, and this is Gary. I found him on a school trip when he were a tiny, lonely little egg in the forest, and he's been my bestest, non-venomous friend ever since he hatched."

The filly grinned wider up at the mare as she seemed to not just be a nice one, but also like spiders! Not a lot of mares and fillies she had run into had that sorta attitude, with most of them wanting to have Gary get as far away from them as possible. The few who weren't like that were the ones that made Jelly the happiest to run into, though this one seemed to be acting a little strange. Almost as if she could understand the spider, but pff, that was impossible. Her brain was just being silly about this.

"Have you lived here a long time miss? I just moved to town with my daddy. You've seen him? He's a big, bulky bat pony with a long beard and pretty, silvery circles on his coat. He's really helpful to everypony, and when I grow up, I'm gonna be a big, tough guard just like him. I already helps lots of ponies. Like, do you need any help with something, miss? Perhaps Gary and I can do it."

Jelly loved her mother, no doubt about that, but she adored her father a whole lot more, and wanted to follow in his hoofsteps when she got older without a shadow of a doubt. That both her parents were Night Guards certainly didn't discourage her from it, and neither of them wanted to dash her dreams, with her father actively showing her how to scare off others or defend herself, much to her mothers dismay, who thought it was too early to learn Jelly how to fight. Her daddy had thought otherwise, meaning it best she could stand up to herself from an early age and then focus on making sure she understood that she should only try to defend, not attack, unless it were to help somepony else that really needed it. In his own words, he never wanted his only daughter to be a helpless victim.

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@Moonlit

As soon as Serenade got picked up and floated away with, Fah'lina would raise her head and ears, whilst looking at them, unsure whatever or not to follow, with both of her paws currently grasping each end of a leg haunch from what seemed to be a boar.

She considered following, but the want for food won, and she clutched down again to keep going with her ravaging meal, whilst Ziggy followed her friends and her mother as they went to somewhere to leave Serenade whilst she digested. The zegasus had enough filling her tummy right now to not need more without getting overindulged and rounded up like Serenade, or how the mimic would end up eventually, if she kept munching meat down her gullet.

They ended up surprisingly, outside, in a pool that appeared to be connected to the larger body of water nearby, which were good. It gave Serenade some escape options, in case something strange were gonna happen. Ziggy honestly just though that this would be inside instead, considering they seemed to want Serenade's real form to be unseen, but perhaps it were easy enough to slip out here. harmony were her mother, and had known Serenade ever since she were a tiny little bundle. She'd know what were going on here a whole lot more than the zegasus did.

Seeing Serenade getting slung into a lawn chair, Ziggy had a bit of a looksie to see if she looked okay. Not so much that she missed the boasting by Harmony though, which made her snicker a little. Not that she's say her statement weren't true. She just found it funny for some reason. Perhaps this whole place was just making her all giddy. She sure felt like she were, as she also stood and jumped a little in place.

"Oooh, a tour sounds fun, I'm totally up for that!"

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@Lucid_Nightlight

"I used to have a gift shop. Then Rose broke it apart by accident and I kinda forgot to make a new one. Hehe, I can put one up after the wedding perhaps, so everypony can get some souvenirs? That'd be fun."

Speaking of the opposite on fun, they would be at the entrance to a large cave going into the ground, with small spiders scurrying around, and webbing being in abundance nearly everywhere. If they got up close and looked though, the webbing seemed to be made of hardened candlewax, and the small spiders too were made of wax, but covered in dust and other debris as a sort of camouflage. They even had a tiny ember flickering on their abdomens that helped keep the wax threads inside them warm and malleable. They were going to have a hay of a time here, or they'd accidentally set fire to everything. Plenty of chances for both outcomes.

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@EQ_Theta

Omen didn't react to his switch in tone in the slightest, as she figured this were just something that others did sometimes, for reasons that remained mostly unknown to her.

"Lin were broken when we found her. Strange magic did bad things. Sen did not know what to do about it. So I took them home to see Mother."

A large gate swirled open behind Omen, giving ample view into the darkened realm of moving shadows, which she called home. Several pairs of nearby, curious eyes would come from the depths and glance towards the elderly longma and his workshop, though the blobs didn't pass through or anything. They were physically incapable of doing so without a master to give them form.

"Mother repaired Lin, made her one of us. She says they are family too now, since Lin have our essence in her, and Sen is her blood. Same thing she says, and Mother never lies to us.

You creatures I hear, have two parents, yes? Few siblings. We have one. Mother, the first, who makes us. Keeps us safe. And siblings are many. Large number I do not know, playing. Waiting for a master to give them a body."

The amount of eyes behind her rose and fell depending on whom were close and wanted to see what were going on here, but it were certain that the unformed blobs with eyes that she referred to as her siblings, were taking a keen interest in this glimpse to a land full of experiences and wonder. Kinda like tourists, but far more well behaved.

"Lin had other magic. Mother used that to make her, like Master Discord made me. Do not know how. Magic is strange. Weird."

Omen tilted her head and closed the gate behind her again, though if at any point during this she would have seen an obvious negative response from the elderly longma to her opening this, she would have closed it far before. This were Sen and Lin's family, so she had to treat him like that too, if she understood Mother right. That meant not do things that he did not like, and help him, if he looked like he were not good.

"Does that explain things? Good? Bad?"

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@Catpone Cerberus

Spicy didn't have to be told twice and scurried several meters behind her to avoid the potential poison.

As Ruby would soon come too figure out though, whatever this were, had either gone inert ages ago, or it didn't affect dragons in the slightest. That if, if you ignored how it'd make her feel like something were crawling over her scales for a few minutes, and meddling with her disguise spell. It potentially wouldn't full on go and ruin it, and would just be uncomfortable and irritating, but Ruby would have to feel for herself if it had some more deep effects, or if it were just some sort of poison that had gone bad, and become some sort of multiple level itching powder. If it hadn't been to begin with already.

"Are you alright there Ruby? Is something happening?"

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@Catpone Cerberus

"You mean the plunderseeds that overtook the forest and attacked Celestia and Luna? I mean, they kinda resemble them, but it's not perfect, and the princess blasted them out of existence. I think? That's the story we got told at least, after they vanished."

The vine nearest the the dryad retracted as the word *princess* were used, and Lyriel stood up on her hooves with a concerned face.

"For a brief moment, I felt as if it were scared when you mentioned your princess. I think it may be important for us to find a way inside this place, so that I may try and speak with this plant more directly. I fear that something might happen to it if it remains left alone.

Nada, you once performed here, yes? Can you tell us of another way in than this, which somepony appears to have broken down?"

This plant seemed sentient and keenly aware, though she couldn't say that she felt any sort of malice in its being. It reminded her more of a wounded animal. Terrified, and trying to escape the area it were in, to safely lick its wounds elsewhere. Strange behavior for a plant, yet plant or animal, Lyriel felt as if she needed to try and help regardless, and Nada may be able to help them get through to the small, enclosed pond that had been mentioned by the siren as being her old performance area.

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@Seamore Sandwich

As he were called up, Sugar Lime nervously gulped and stepped forward, whilst doing his best to keep his head held high. This were a high honor after all, and he should be proud of being chosen for this task. Yet at the same time, it were a lot of responsibility put on his shoulders, which he were not sure if he could live up to, and it made him nervous. What if he disappointed Marcus? Or failed them in a critical moment? How could he ever come back and face his family if he fell short?

His eyes gazed on his nearly snow-white wife and their two foals, sitting on her back to give them a better view of their dad. They looked so awestruck at everything, and his wife had this glimmer of not just joy and pride, but hope dancing in her eyes. After he had told her that perhaps the life that had been lost for him and many others, could be returned if they were successful in retaking the lake, she had been the happiest he had seen her in a long time. She too didn't want their foals to be left without their parents, but had followed the scriptures as required, and to think that perhaps they could now go into a cycle where their young were not left orphaned from parents meeting an early end, made her heart skip a beat with excitement.

She had been encouraging him from the start to take the mantle he were offered by Marcus, and after this reveal of potential salvation, she had gone the step further and tried to help him focus on what he were doing, by making him repeat to himself that he were not doing it for himself, or because he were ordered to, but for their foals. Long as he could keep that in mind, she were sure he'd find the strength to push on and give it his very best, and as his gaze fell upon them, he could feel the nerves ease some. To think that he might end up disappointing them were a grim prospect roaming through his head, but she were right, he would do everything in his power if it meant they wouldn't end up like Belladonna and himself had. The cycle needed to be broken.

So he stepped forward to Marcus and the elders, and would bow deeply before their hero of myth before taking the offered garments.

"Thank you, great one. I will do everything in my power to live up to the trust you have put upon me."

Slowly, Sugar would start to adorn the robes as he were asked to do, unsure of what came next, but praying that he would not make a fool of himself, nor fail them in the days ahead.

Belladonna gazed at him from the audience too, but didn't say anything, as she were mostly observing the ceremony and made mental notes of it. She would have plenty enough to say to him once they were done here.

As for Brute Force, she were standing tall not too far away either, and looked everything over with a neutral look on her face. As a professional fighter, she could respect the theatrics and need for putting on a show for the audience, but she were not all that interested in these formalities. She more cared to get out there and start hitting things. At most she had done that here, were a few times when some of the younger foals came around and started asking questions, which somehow often ended with them asking her if they could see her crush stuff. Weren't any harm in that, so she had obliged with what loose stuff she found around, like some loose left over wood, rocks, and that one time she wanted to show off, a tree she struck down and started to chop into firewoods with her bare hooves outside. Some parents had not been all that thrilled about that, but Brute cared little about that. They hadn't been her audience at the time, and she made sure that none of them were getting hurt. It were as much a show, as when that explosives expert she had seen also drawing the younglings attention, fired off some fireworks. Some rather pretty stuff too, she'd give him that, though she had wished he would've stayed his ground a few times rather than just accept the parents judgement over how dangerous some of the items might be. It had gotten a little too far in her opinion. To each their own though, she supposed.

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@Califorum

The throwing of the chair would indeed get some attention, though it came from another room instead, where a mare popped her sleepy head out and looked around.

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Rose were frankly none too pleased about this ruckus, and would go out and turn on the lights to see what were going on. She did not care as much as the others about not waking others up right now, though luckily for the thief, the rosy mare had her back turned on her, and wandered down the hallways where the chair had been thrown, away from her, which gave enough time to find the hatch that went to the attic. And sure enough, soon as the hatch were pulled, a folded ladder would follow to allow easy access. Rather practical.

Though, she'd find that her luck had run out soon as she popped her head up there, as she'd be met in the darkness by a pair of confused, azure eyes.

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"Huh? Who're you, and what're you doing here?"

The pegasus were a tall one, but she didn't look all that intimidating. However, it were not just her that there were to content with, as the large rodent skull around her neck had suddenly gotten two pale orbs flaring up in the empty sockets, who'd follow the intruders every movement as long as she remained within vision. Invisibility wouldn't work against that particular onlooker, if the thief were to try that to avoid further exposure.

As for what these two were doing in the attic in the first place... Well, Sorrow hadn't been too tired, and liked to roam around at night, so she had gotten curious about what might be laying up here and given it a trip. Might as well have the night go with something when you couldn't sleep, right?

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@Kaze Yousei

"A-Are you sure?"

"Positively my dear. We have gotten this far already, and this will be a perfect place to visit from the sounds of it. Nice and quiet."

The voices would come a few seconds before a pretty strange pair of creatures entered the facility.

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The one going in first had not just strange coloring and a peculiar, unnatural tail for what seemingly were a pony, but also carried rings in varied colors on his legs that were clearly not just put there, but were somehow made to stand still on the places they had been placed, almost as if they had been bolted in.

More things would pop out at you the longer you looked. For one, the flower in his mane seemed to be growing there, rather than stuck with a pin or something, and though a cape covered his back, something seemed to be beneath it beyond a mere coat. A coat mind you, that if you looked closely enough, would be more reminiscent of moss than normal hair, with the mane also having a curiously straw-like quality to it.

What most saw with this one though, were the closed eyes that seemingly did not hamper his movements regardless, and his friendly smile, which were somewhat undercut by the fact that his teeth were razor sharp and seemed more fitting for a predator beast than a pony, though clearly, this one were not one.

Perhaps if the owner had a good deal of history knowledge, he'd know of the evergrown and be able to identify this one, though after the falling out that came from some ponies harvesting their kind for the hyper-fertilizer that ran through their veins some three hundred years ago, barely any had been seen, as the creatures had withdrawn out of a sense of self preservation. Still, Velvet might know, or if not, he would potentially get to.

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The one that followed closely behind him with her head nearly touching the floor, were another story than the confident stallion that stood in front of her. She were a teenager by the looks of things, a changeling clearly, yet a mane and tail were usually reserved for queens, which this one did not give off the aura of being. Their exoskeletons were usually also pure black with a little green or so splashes in on the belly, not this interrupted coloring,t hat made it seem like patches of the darkness had grown around on her and then one day suddenly stopped.

Her large, pale eyes jolted around nervously, and combined with her stance told a pretty straight forward story about her being nervous and frankly scared, if the fearful voice from before had not been enough of a heads up. A strange changeling, but at least a race which many knew with varied attitudes towards. Integration laws or not, some ponies were still refusing to let go of old grudges, though not a whole lot could direct their anger against this young mare, as she already looked like an abused animal, and most had the heart to feel bad about adding to that.

"See? This place have a great atmosphere, and currently remains calm."

His ear twitched and even if Velvet had said nothing, the stallion would turn to face the owner with a big, toothy grin. Like looking at a smiling shark mingled with a friendly pony.

"Ah, hello there my good sir. Briar Trapjaw, at your service. How fare you this fine morning?"

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@Rising Dusk

An entire mountain, moved to the moon? This made the eyebrow of Thistle raise a little, whilst Wisp instead had eyes open up further and give a shocked, yet impressed look towards the captain. If this were true, that were certainly an impressive feat, and since Rising did not correct her about this - and in fact seemed to hold it against her - the odds of it being false were slim.

One wondered if perhaps Minty would have simply done that to Twisted, had she been the one to go here and stop him instead of Rising, but that were mere speculation. However, it were apparent that it were both unwise to get her drunk, and that she were best to get on the good side off. Potentially something that coupd be capitalized on.

Whilst Wisp would go and fetch a mug of juice for the tall, pale mare, Thistle would go over and talk with someone briefly, who then came back to her with something that she floated over and poured some of the local brew into. She would return after that, at which point Wisp would have either brought a variety of the local foods, or let Minty pick for herself, if she seemed to make an effort to pick and chose.

"ℙ𝕖𝕣𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕤 𝕒 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕖 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕓𝕖 𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕕."

Floating towards Minty, and landing in front of her, were a wooden flask seemingly carved out of a single piece of wood, with a cork in the top to keep it sealed shut. Aesthetically, it looked like an old, barren oak tree - the symbol of the town - though it were easy to grab hold off as the main cup mainly had a bark-like carving, and the branches were for the top part, with only the main one that currently had a cork in it, possible to pour liquid from. It would be kind of annoying to wash this certainly, but around here they usually just left soapy water in it for a few hours, then rinsed it through and let it slowly dry off. Considering this were meant for aesthetic purposes more than being the best to drink from, it did what it were made for.

"𝔸 𝕙𝕒𝕝𝕗 𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕠𝕗 𝕆𝕒𝕜𝕤𝕓𝕣𝕠𝕠𝕜'𝕤 𝕔𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕣, 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕦𝕞𝕖𝕕 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕓𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣. ℂ𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕚𝕥 𝕒 𝕣𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕙𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕚𝕔 𝕕𝕒𝕪."

Another reason it were great for the purpose? The way it was made, it were impossible to pour fast from this. Filling a thimble or small shot glass wouldn't take too long, but a full on glass? Or even attempts at drinking from this? No, the narrow design of the branches didn't allow for a whole lot to come at once, and more often than not, the ones who drank via this were those who had to keep themselves in check, as they did not have the patience for waiting forever, nor conviction to saw through the cup. It were anyones guess how it would work for the powerful Minty, but it seemed a nice gesture that Thistle could oblige to.

Also, the stuff in the flask packed a bit of a punch, so it were for the best that you didn't take in too much of the earthy drink at once.

"ℕ𝕠𝕨, 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕜 𝕠𝕗 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕔𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕆.𝕄.𝕀.? 𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥, 𝕡𝕣𝕒𝕪 𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕝? 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕙 𝕠𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕪'𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕞𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕝?"

Wisp too would lie if she didn't also get curious about this, but she hadn't known how to ask without making it sound as if she were more curious about the extra branch they spoke about, and she didn't want to make things confusing. It were better that the high priestess dealt with this for the time being, and she then listened in.

In the meantime, there were plenty enough here to chose from of things to eat. From local fruits and root stew, to sweets, where most of those with a sugary taste were partially or completely covered in the bug dust that they used as sugar in this area. Seeing how this were a pretty isolated looking area, and the farmland seemed to not be focused on sugar beats or the like, perhaps Minty would be the one to ask that which should not be asked, or she'd just ignore that, and enjoy some sweet treats, thinking she were feasting on real sugar. Depending on her stomach, it might be for the best to not know, though that could be said about a good chunk of the ingredients used here. Perfectly normal stuff to the locals, but Equestrians might have a... Slightly different viewpoint.

As for the locals, they seemed to not interfere with the group, though they did sometimes get a few looks from the diamond dog, and something seemed to be going through his head every time, before something else apparently distracted him and he went back to what he had been doing, rinse and repeat with random intervals.

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The thief was surprised and shocked to see that there was a pony up there. Her plan had failed, she had gotten what she wanted out of the place, and now that she was caught she was sure to be found out, at least she got what she wanted, at least for now. That skull was quite interesting, would it be worth stealing? Who knows, with something like that missing they would be sure to find out who did it. The thief tried to look more surprised and innocent than she actually was, "Oh! I was just...inspecting your house by the order of the guard, my apologies, I was late due to a few incidents that happened earlier, I'll be on my way now." she lied, trying to be casual about it as she proceeded to shut the ladder and then began running out of the place, casually, however fast. She might be caught escaping, anything is possible, though she is sure to take a roundabout way if she is, indeed to escape.

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