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“Calm down, Blitz. This furna- oven's knob is already moving before I could do anything. I think this is how it works”

Razor grew interested, walking over to the oven, “Ah, I think I know how it works” he started explaining how the oven works, “this kind of prototype has a knob which acts as a timer which explains why it's moving. The model itself is very rare and very expensive. To see it in the hooves of an individual like Cimex is a rarity”

“I haven't heard of kind of mechanics in ovens before” Windy spoke up, proving his explanation to be most likely true.

“Ovens are unlikely heard of in my tribe” Tepe mused, “We don't really associate ourselves with technology”

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@Blitz Boom @Starforce @Kujamih

Luna sighed in defeat but did not say a word, just letting Blitz boop her whenever she want to. While Blue was both intrigue by the sphinxes though she isn't looking forward meeting one.

 

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On 2021-07-05 at 4:42 PM, EQ_Theta said:

“This has been quite a turn of events. How are you feeling? And how do you know the ambassador? Sorry, sorry! I just can't contain my excitement!” Sen would remember to pause himself and avoid asking too many questions now. Frankly, he had to keep his keep his energy and emotions in check. 

"We have never met, though that will change n the times ahead. By the grace of the eternal princesses, I am humbly serving diplomatically for the kingdom of Equestria, in whatever way I can. Counter intelligence does at time require my awareness, if information is found that needs to be properly introduced to our great allies, such as her radiant majesty, Princess Arabian Night. And I will admit to having some curiosity to see how his probation will go. I wish to hope that there will be nothing but positive results fro this compromise we have arranged."

As they were still not away from the room with the generals, nor the guards, the ambassador would not answer much more than this, as they wandered the halls, and made their way into the fresh air. Not that they were done walking at that point of course, but he would allow himself a few seconds to catch his breath, under the pretense of watching the great outdoors.

"You don't appear to be doing well."

"A recent attack on Canterlot had me slammed rather hard against the throne of Princess Celestia. I have received great medical care, and I am ever grateful for it, yet even mended, some things take time to properly heal. It is one reason why I have a personal attendee with me as I wander. A trusted companion whose service I shall not soon forget."

Said attendant still didn't say a word, nor really seemed to react to anything around him. His sole focus were on monitoring the ambassador, and ensuring that anything that seemed like it might be critical, would be taken care of. As well as anything taken note of at all, were monitored, in case it was a precursor. Golden should have been bedridden, but as he refused to do so, he had agreed to this helper, until his health had improved well enough. Which he'd need sleep and calm for, but there were too much to do. Maybe soon though, he would have the time. After he were done with these beings.

On 2021-07-05 at 4:42 PM, EQ_Theta said:

“Please excuse Sen’s enthusiasm. He’s gone giddy after hearing the verdict.” Lin would then lean in a little closer to the thestral to whisper in her question, unsure if the generals wouldn’t react kindly if they heard what the longma would ask about. 

You really had all of that information for King Thorax to use?”

"You needn't apologize. As he is your friend, I can understand his relief."

Rosa would in the meantime, lean back in, and respond to what he had been asked. Yet quickly, as to not raise suspicion, as they were about to move into the next building.

"Potentially? I hadn't scoured through it all, when I got a lead on Filigree."

As they entered the next building, there would be a staircase to their right. The ambassador would point towards the path, that swirled upwards into who knew where.

"Please follow this, and then it is the second door on the right. I would accompany you all the way, but I need to avoid this degree of strain."

With that, his horn would let off a flash of light, and both he and his attendant, would teleport away. Though they could be near him again within the next four minutes, as the staircase were not too long, and just led to the second floor up here. Usually there'd be gaurs around here too, but they had been informed he would have guests, and that they weren't going to be needed. So after a short walk, they would be in his office. Whoever came in last, would then find that he would close the door with magic, while his attendant were applying a red salve to the side of his barrel. Something which seemed like it were giving him some degree of relief.

Four seats had been arranged for his guests too, though Omen wouldn't sit on hers. Instead she would wander over to a lit candle, and eye it thoughtfully.

"Thank you for joining me here. To be brief, here is your file, with your accommodations, Rosa. It is in the scarcely populated part of Canterlot, which I would not have recommended, but I were eventually convinced of the benefits. Among them, a certain degree of privacy, and it is not as f the house is run down. It have been renovated in advance."

"I mean no disrespect, Ambassador Golden, but might I ask how long preparation you had for all of this? The papers I had were informative, but I am not certain if they were put in enough order to do this much, nor for you to react upon them, after contacting Thorax. One whom - and I mean nothing ill of this - are not aware of how such papers work. Have you dealt with these things yourself before?"

"I wish I could take all credit for this, yet sadly I cannot. There were much code and confusion in the paperwork that I got, yet I were informed that there were much to gain, if only I could procure them. So I did, and they were then handled by a professional."

"Several of those codes are only used by my former associates. What sort of professional are we talking about?"

"The sort who have a vested interest in you."

Golden would procure something from his drawer, along with the file mentioned, and put it on top. 4 small, colored crystal, embedded in a coin. Something which Rosa knew only one being who used, and he'd suddenly stagger back with a look of actual, tangible fear on his face.

"N-No... You too?"

"As I said, the protection and prosperity of our glorious kingdom, is my topmost priority. Thus were the wish of Princess Arabian Night, and so I obey. And to proper, one most understand the idea of compromise, and whom it is well worth keeping on your good side. So yes, even I deal with her, as you now too will do. To give you her message in full:

*I pulled you out of the pit, and I can just as easily throw you further in, than you would have ever been, had I stayed out of this. You are mine now, Rosa.*"

He'd lean back in his seat, as Rosa swallowed what felt like a cactus.

"And she have wished for your presence. Noon tomorrow, she will have you summoned to her, long as you keep those coins within your grasp. I was also told to ask you specifically, Omen, to please not swallow it."

"Okay. Can I eat your candle?"

"...If you wish to.

And none of you need to worry. She said you had dealt with her before as it were, and would have something else to speak with you about regardless. What, I am not aware of, but she said you would be pleased. I find it wise to not ask, if she does not wish to tell."

The siblings should know who he spoke of, even if names did not get mentioned. After all, they had been handed these coins before. The toll to get ferried, to the golem makers, by Scarcity herself.

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@Starforce

On 2021-07-05 at 12:53 AM, Magnolia said:

"I-I have heard about you but I was never told as to how you look." she stated and stepped a little closer.

"I find it interesting how you already know about Gretha and us. She said something about but I forgot what it was...hmm, something to do with you being a dragonesque? I think, yeah, I can see that..." she said in a fairly hesitant manner. 

"I am. In times long past, when the chaos were thick and plentiful, our kind were often made from events, instead of parents. I came to be when one of Discord's tricks caused much fear, and from that, I rose. And for a long time, I lived up to this, yet I came to meet one who had conquered theirs, and through his wisdom, understood that there were a better way. I have elected to not put you through this, as you remained mostly composed, but your friend will understand. For she feared me on sight, as my visage is prone to doing, and so, I hold her fear. Just as I held that of the best, and the griffin. Would you like to try being without, if just for a moment?"

If Magnolia said no, she wouldn't do anything. If she said yes though, Magnolia would suddenly find that what fears she did have, were suddenly gone. A burden risen from her shoulders, which should allow her some peace of mind. At least until Fright elected to end it.

"And we met, you remember not? When Gretha flew you to town, I rose up to speak briefly with her. I suppose, her impressive visage may have obscured me from view, if your angle were not proper.

Worry not about me though. I have faced my own fears, and made it a boon, as I help others to surpass their fears, within my temple grounds. Even if we are spirits of things often negative in nature, there is ways to use our strengths for the good of many. I found mine, as did Avarice, and Gluttony, even if they needed much of my guidance."

She didn't try anything funny as she spoke. Fright remained calm, soothing, and hospitable, as she floated in the air, lifted by the lily pads under the tips of her spider legs. Among their kind, she had long been seen as probably the most terrifying to meet, but considering what nature she were off, were it much of a surprise? How might she be fear, if she did not invoke terror with her visage too? Normally anyway.

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@Starforce @Kujamih @Windy Breeze

Blitz were feeling all happy and full of smiles at all the positivity suddenly flowing through the air. Especially from Cali, who were starting to become really friendly. Even said she'd be happy to watch over her! That deserved another hug.

"Yeeey, more friends around. So fun to have lots and lots of friends. Just like the Everfree Forest, but with less wood puppies, and parents saying mean things."

She sorta missed the timberwolves though. Sure they had growled and tried to chase her down for munchies when she first woke up in the forest, but their bark were good for firework casings, and there were lots of it. Usually they shed some to distract her when she came around even, so they could run away. Silly things was afraid, because she had given them kaboomies when they tried to eat her. Silly wood puppies.

"Well, it's good to have more keep an eye on her on a somewhat regular basis, I suppose. It's very noble of you to do such a thing. And thank you for not trying to interfere with the sphinx. Some things are just best to leave be, even though I guess if the rumor about the one in Canterlot is real, you might see one eventually. I just have a hard time believing that one still. It just seem so... Weird, that they'd contact us."

Blitz would come bouncing over the Cloudwatcher as she'd talk, and rub her head against her leg like a cat. Something that couldn't help give the guard a smile on her face, and she took a hoof through Blitz surprisingly soft mane. A brief encounter, as she'd then wander over towards Light, whom had been saying funny things before, and she knew just what to say to that. Maybe. She'd sorta open her muzzle and see what fell out. That'd be good, yes?

"Taming ponies? Does that mean I get to put a pretty collar on you?  Ooooh, you'd look pretty with blue sparkly stones."

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@Windy Breeze

On 2021-07-05 at 6:14 PM, Windy Breeze said:

Razor grew interested, walking over to the oven, “Ah, I think I know how it works” he started explaining how the oven works, “this kind of prototype has a knob which acts as a timer which explains why it's moving. The model itself is very rare and very expensive. To see it in the hooves of an individual like Cimex is a rarity”

“I haven't heard of kind of mechanics in ovens before” Windy spoke up, proving his explanation to be most likely true.

“Ovens are unlikely heard of in my tribe” Tepe mused, “We don't really associate ourselves with technology”

"Ooooh, I've heard about those. Phew. I was afraid we were messing something up really badly."

She'd let go of Windy, and would try to get up, but were prepared to having to tackle the Wonderbolt again, before she'd go over and be brazen enough to try and actually open the oven.

"I think grandmother was offered one of these at some point, but she doesn't really like technology like that. She's more traditional. I have a cousin that's an engineer though. I bet she'd get giddy seeing something like this. Or maybe she'd poke around to see if it was possessed. Bet she'd just challenge the ghost to a bakeoff though. She's kinda weird like that, but very lovable.

What were we on about again? ...Right, the oven. Funny that Cimex have that, if they're really that high end. Maybe she have some friends in high places, or helped somepony important once? I bet there's a story to it, that'd be worth hearing. If she'd like to tell it, of course. I don't think we should press her for personal stuff like that, if she doesn't want to. It's kinda rude.

By the way, where were you, Razor? I was kinda wondering if you had returned to the other side of town, or something like that. Were you watching over your friend?"

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Chow didn't get hit, but he were out of options, as the two element users sealed themselves off to do their grand battle. As well as not sure what exactly they were gonna do, which is why he turned to the general. She must have some sort of idea, right?

Well, she did, but it involved biting a hole in her own lip, and letting the blood spill down on the ground. Not something Chow saw being all that useful, but as she then started to use her wing to write symbols with said blood, he gathered this were something that had meaning, but were also pretty bad. And it was. Not technically magic, but a kind of summoning, that the general did not like to use, but she were out of options here. She needed assistance, and this would get her somepony here that would.

As the final dash were made, the blood would turn dark crimson, and then black, as smoke began to pour from it. And from the smoke, would soon step a familiar, shadow-clad pony. Shade Hunter had reacted to the summoning, by getting there as requested of him, regardless of him being absent. Something which he knew were only done as an emergency, and now he needed to take action. Though it wasn't truly him. It were a manifestation, much like the one that had been destroyed earlier were. Getting himself fully here would take more magic, but spending some of his consciousness in a construct? Not so much, so it were more ideal for this emergency.

"Shade. free me of these chains, and provide cover fire. Everypony, run. Now! Warlock is being baited, and can't see clearly now. We're in the crossfire."

Chow were gonna take her up on that, and go help Opal to get away. If she were still unconscious, he'd bloody carry her. Not the first time he had to carry a pony, and wouldn't be the last either.

As for the general, Shade would get a shadowy blade forth, and slash the chains apart, no matter how much force he'd need to do so, and wouldn't stop until Screecher were free. She'd then focus on getting them all directed away from here, whilst Shade remained to try and handle what might come through the clouds, or at least take the hit, if worst came to worst. Everything for his general, no matter the cost.

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They would start running, or at least the ones who couldn't defend themselves
Things would pick up pace as a swirling storm began to grow from the clouds, extending to the sky as Shade was able to cut Screecher free, Skall to focused on Chariot to bother maintaining the chains.
"ENOUGH!"
Chariot cried out, before flames erupted out of the swirling clouds, a brief glimpse of skall could be seen, blood splattering across the ground as his currently invisible form tumbled across the dust

His form shimmered back, dirty and grinning as he stood back up, his claw coated in his blood with a hole going straight through him.
"That's what I was looking for."

Chariot plowed into him, forcing him back to the ground
"Can you contain him?"
He said, looking to Shade

"Don't you DARE, I am your king!""
He said, scowling at Chariot with sharp teeth, raring to begin casting a deadly spell

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Rose rolled her eyes at Emerald who seemed to be taking more time than she needed to, she really should've just pulled the body out of the grave in the first place
Steelbeak returning, appearing holding a crystal.
His breaths were heavy, exhausted, it appeared he just left a battle
"That changeling dog had it, I left before she could do anything." He said, tossing it to Rose who caught it. 

He wasn't lying either, Nectar had been swiftly defeated, but now she would certainly warn the elements of harmony about this.

"Ruby? Of course, element of betrayal in the hands of a changeling. What name did she go by this time?"

"Nectar, in some attempt to reform herself."

"Of course."
She looked at Emerald and hesitated, considering pocketing it
"You know... If you leave your sister behind, and join us..."
She holds it out
"I'll give you this."

"To her? You're kidding. Cares too much about family to hold betrayal in her hooves."


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Windy decided to stand beside Sorrow as if her attempt never happened. She smiled at Razor and waved at him with her him, to which the griffon snorted waving back at her albeit reluctant.

Meanwhile, Tepe chuckles when he hard Sorrow talk about her grandmother, it reminded him of his tribe and himself. Before he got lost.

While Tepe was only puzzled and Windy didn't care, Razor thought Cimex can afford to by something so expensive like the oven. How did she even got in the first place? He will never know unless Cimex is willing to speak about it.

The griffon knew he had to answer when Sorrow asked him a question, “I was at the docks”

Windy's ears perked up, “At the docks?”

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“You mean diamonds?" Luna corrected Blitz, while Blue just gave a pleasant smile.


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“Hmm… This is a rather odd thing for me to ask you, but what’s it like being an ambassador? Or learning to be an ambassador? My sister and I are seemingly moving in and out of Equestria on a regular basis and meeting new creatures. We’re finding ourselves in a position where we may become a go-between for our kind and of, well… other creatures.” 

Sen would continue speaking with Ambassador Golden Sun and hoping to pick up something that could be useful moving forward with the longma elders. With Elder Ghilan turning to the siblings for help at times, they would want to be ready for any situation that could arise from meeting new creatures. Perhaps discussions may be rudimentary at best, but Sen wouldn’t know where to begin without having some idea about what to expect. A longma ambassador would be a first, and it does have a good ring to it. 

Once the Golden Sun left the group by a staircase, Lin would move up according to his instructions first. Up the stairs and the second door to the right, and they would be in an office. The chairs were set up in a way that was both foreboding and welcoming, though the siblings would feel the latter more as the leery looks of the generals weren’t on them anymore. 

That feeling wouldn’t last. Between the fear in Rosa’s voice, the familiar coins on the table, and the last words spoken by the ambassador, Sen and Lin were paralyzed in their seats and unable to utter anything in reply. Lin, in particular, felt the fear grip her as her heart skipped a beat. Not even Omen’s distracting question could get the thought out of her head. Familiarity ought to breed comfort, but not here. Now it felt like they walked into a nightmare they won’t wake from anytime soon. 

“Rosa? I… I know the message was ominous, but even if we shouldn’t worry, we’ll do what we can to help.”

“Not just that, Lin. No. She’s not going to get her way with our friend just because she could.”

“And then what? We don’t know what she’s planning or why she wants Rosa. Look, let’s see how this plays out, even if I don’t like it.”

Sen would stop himself short of running his mouth without a plan in mind, and Lin's suggestion was just about the only thing that made sense. It was at that moment that his instincts as a hunter and protector would come to the forefront, but he was just as aware of Scarcity and her shady nature. No way would he throw caution to the wind, not when he had nothing to work with. He and Lin should be happy with the way the trial turned out. Now? There was fear in the air, and they will have to keep to their next appointment. 

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Ruby as to be expected was silent most of the time, and Charir, being able to sense the tension, was also more observant of things, pushing the childish curiosity to the side and letting his instincts to do their job. Ruby looked at the bird but didn't give away her thoughts, she wasn't going to give whoever there was the satisfaction of thinking she's worried. "Until this draconequui is planning to get turned to stone, there are certain limit it won't go past, the friendship princess has been very effective cracking down on their kind."

Being able to sense the metal, Ruby was able to tell the hut was coming before it was visible, she didn't recognize the place, as she hadn't been in this part of the forest specifically. "The mad filly, that's an achievement in this forest, not many sane creatures live here after all." Ruby didn't comment on the time because she had a feeling it would't come true, sure the trickster they were dealing with now may have been the type to enjoy the suspense it caused more than actually doing anything, but she doubted that, she half expected all of this to be fake. 

Charir looked curiously around, but his senses were still sharp in case of danger.

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Scarecrow shrugged regarding the princesses, while he agreed that it was unusual that nobody seemed to dislike the rulers, he didn't really know enough to really comment on it, it wasn't like he had met, as far as he remembered, other rulers and their subjects. He was also aware of the long rule of the two, so that at least gave some assurance that they did something right, since one would think that if they were awful, the citizens would have at least tried to overthrow them at some point. 

Crow's little stare off went mostly unnoticed by Scarecrow as he was diving into his limited memories, trying to figure out if there was any details about the princesses he knew that weren't said by someone in the forest, he didn't break out of these thoughts until the sound of bells was heard, he wasn't sure if it was because it was different from the surrounding sounds, or because it fired up a memory in his head that no longer existed, but it did get his attention. 

Scarecrow responded to the jester's question "He was at the park looking for you." though he was more focused on the outfit, he knew he had seen one before, but he couldn't pinpoint when or where, this time he couldn't even confirm if it was a memory from his current existence or if it was a reminder of time long gone, he did try though, he tried hard enough that if it would have been possible for him, his head would have probably started hurting. 

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The kobolds both cave a short wave to Benny as he left, Sheska smiled at the kiss but other than that their facial expressions were unremarkable. "We'll make a mental note about it and leave it be for now." "We still don't know how we'll like it here, if we end up enjoying our time here, we have no reason to seek out our kind." "And even if we wouldn't like it here,  the truth is, we are different, we have lived our whole lives on the surface with all kinds of different creatures, we won't necessarily be able to get used to the isolated life of our ancestors." it was hard enough to get used to not having to constantly worry for your life, so going back underground wasn't necessarily a realistic option even if they would have liked it to be. 

 


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On 2021-07-07 at 5:06 PM, EQ_Theta said:

“Hmm… This is a rather odd thing for me to ask you, but what’s it like being an ambassador? Or learning to be an ambassador? My sister and I are seemingly moving in and out of Equestria on a regular basis and meeting new creatures. We’re finding ourselves in a position where we may become a go-between for our kind and of, well… other creatures.”

"It is very taxing work. A balancing act in which you need to learn much in how and when to push back against something suggested by the other parties, as all wish to gain as much for their own side as is possible, and will push at the limits to see if they can gain more. Especially towards new ambassadors, whom may be seen as inexperienced enough to win over.

Yet, much as we push and prod, in the end, deals will be made, boundaries set, and if your job have been done well, both sides will have come to an understanding, that leaves them both satisfied. Compromise is the way of an ambassador, and if ever you walk from a meeting where only one side gained something, that is the true sign of a failed task. It means there were nothing one side could do, making you an invader, or one presenting their surrender. Or very inexperienced, yet I wouldn't advise you attempting diplomacy like this, before extensive training regardless. One have to remain steadfast for the hours, and sometimes days these meetings might take.

There are much more to it though. Keeping good relations with your allies, ensuring your enemies and you are mostly just at a ceasefire, rather than all out combat, ensuring there are policies and systems prepared for a wealth of things, yet this is more advanced. I have been trained for this task since I were but a foal, and thus have gained the grasp needed for many layers of governing, required in case there are tasks the princesses needs assistance with, for a wealth of reasons. I would advise you to simple specialize in dealing with potential allies and enemies, in the way of diplomacy. Leave the governing parts to your leaders.

I wish not to scare you away from this though. It is tasking work, but at the same time, it is fulfilling to experience success in this field, and know you have helped your fellow countrymen attain better lives."

On 2021-07-07 at 5:06 PM, EQ_Theta said:

“Rosa? I… I know the message was ominous, but even if we shouldn’t worry, we’ll do what we can to help.”

“Not just that, Lin. No. She’s not going to get her way with our friend just because she could.”

“And then what? We don’t know what she’s planning or why she wants Rosa. Look, let’s see how this plays out, even if I don’t like it.”

As they would go through their emotional responses to learning of Scarcity's involvement, Golden would float over a bowl of fruit, some tea biscuits, and a steaming pot of mint tea. There were also some sweets if they wished to try, though Omen at least, didn't care much. She had her own treat, odd as it were.

"I wouldn't worry if I were you."

"You have just presented me with essentially a threat, from someone whose influence are stretching further than any reports I read on her even speculated, and I am not supposed to worry?"

"Rosa, we are both aware that any threat she would give, is not simply idle. If you try and work against her, I have doubts you will ever see the outside of a cell again. Yet this is only if you do that. You are a smart pony. I feel rather certain of this, and one with potential, if she wishes for you to be in her debt. Live up to that, and you will have much to gain, and little to lose. She said you had dealt with her before, so I doubt you would not know that. Hence, why I say not to worry. You are not headed towards damnation, unless you try and do what others have tried to, and failed at, several times before, and I will not insult your intelligence by believing you would be foolhardy enough to try."

"And you are just okay with your role in it all?"

"Ideally not. At first, I were loathe to think myself working with a problem solver, such as her. Yet as I said, being an ambassador is a matter of compromise. I have come to understand her place in this world, and the importance of ensuring she stays there. As well as encouraging that she does so, while having the best of Equestria at heart. So for the best of our nation, I do what is required. As will you, now that you understand the stakes. I can imagine she already had a task lined up she'd wish for you to do, the moment her eyes fell on you, and have been testing you since. That same sentiment goes for your companions as well., I would imagine.

Please, have some tea if you please, and calm yourself. If you have questions, you can ask them here. Mr. Needlepoint are familiar with this, and will not speak of it to others, and this office have been soundproofed. There is nothing which will leave this place, lest I wish it so. And I would see no reason to let that happen."

Rosa would take tea in time, but he had to sit and think over this, and belittle himself for not foreseeing this, to some extend. He were aware that Scarcity were one with widespread influence, who had a habit of getting what she wanted, but he hadn't realized that he had been tested throughout her tasks, and found to be desired. To a point where she now held his future in her hooves, and if he tried to rebel against her, he'd end up in a dungeons, convicted of several atrocities beyond what he had actually done. It was an effective deterrent for fighting her, he'd give her that.

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@Windy Breeze

"Oh? Did you learn anything? Or were you sight seeing? Couldn't blame you.  can imagine you wouldn't want to be confined too long."

Not after how he had it before this point at least, in the clutches of his vengeful wife. That likely hadn't made him too happy with confinements, nor being near her for this long. Though she were just speculating. Might be he had went to try and gather some information, or just have a nice walk. Lucky for him, Razor weren't a tethered ghost, so he could be around where he wished to. A boon not all spirits had unfortunately. Or fortunately she supposed, if they were violent. Didn't want that sort to just float about, wrecking havoc wherever they pleased.

It were good that none of the spirits they had with them were like that, though Tepe could perhaps ending up becoming a travelling poltergeist, if he eventually had to face the fact that he were dead, and couldn't handle it. That were going to become a large problem, but why not just try and hope fort he best? She were sure he'd be able to acknowledge it in due time. Though probably not before they found his corpse, and potential gravestone.

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@Catpone Cerberus

1 hour ago, Catpone Cerberus said:

"Until this draconequui is planning to get turned to stone, there are certain limit it won't go past, the friendship princess has been very effective cracking down on their kind."

As Ruby said this, a sign would suddenly fall down from a nearby tree, and dangle in two ropes made of what seemed to be strung together leaves, in various colors. The text on the sign itself would be light green and ending in a smiley face pulling its tongue at them. Among other things, as it seemed to be chaining around and making a few faces at them. Likely out of some degree of childish spite.

"Hmph. Tattletale. You're no fun."

The sign would invariably just rapidly decay eventually, and become harmless mulch on the ground, though it appeared that Ruby were not getting brownie points here from the draconequui. Which were little wonder. She had brought logic and reason into this playground, and draconequui didn't really like that. Not when it worked against them at least, and this were solid logic. Their kind were free to fiddle around and do their tricks, long as it were generally harmless. But if they went too far, they'd be tracked down, and if even Discord could get the whammy, the rest could too.

1 hour ago, Catpone Cerberus said:

Being able to sense the metal, Ruby was able to tell the hut was coming before it was visible, she didn't recognize the place, as she hadn't been in this part of the forest specifically. "The mad filly, that's an achievement in this forest, not many sane creatures live here after all." Ruby didn't comment on the time because she had a feeling it wouldn't come true, sure the trickster they were dealing with now may have been the type to enjoy the suspense it caused more than actually doing anything, but she doubted that, she half expected all of this to be fake. 

"It was a brief tale, but from what I heard, she just showed up out of nowhere, with no memories, and began creating things in the forest. Kept returning, despite the attempts of the authorities to put her in an orphanage, school, and so forth. Apparently she mostly crafted explosives, which they could at times hear in town. I assume that is where the mad part comes into the picture. Whatever the case, it seems abandoned, and real or not, I do not feel keen on exploring it. Let us just proceed towards town, yes?"

Leviathan at least agreed on that, though she kept being on alert, in case something would suddenly pop out of these holes, or the hut get animated, or something like that. But it seemed they got a free pass to go away from this entirely, without anything at all going on.

Well okay, there did start to pop colored bubbles out of the ground, that would pop, and release bits and pieces of a song. A rather raunchy sea shanty, to be exact, but it could be ignored as they wandered away from there. It wouldn't follow them... For too long. And since the town would soon be in sight, they could just keep on wandering until they reached the edge of the forest. Marley were quite relived to do that, and stopped out of the forest, right into-

The cardboard cutout of town, that then creaked, and fell down to the ground, with the sound of giggling foals. As it hit the ground, it would burst into butterflies too, and they'd be able to see that the real edge of Ponyville were about fifty meters further ahead. No more tricks there. And maybe next time, they'd just fly over instead of dealing with this one. Likely better for their sanity, and patience.

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@Catpone Cerberus

"The station? Jimminy, and here I thought I had already looked there."

Jingle-Dee got back up on his hooves, though Muffin were still jumping up on him, excited as could be, and wagging his tail enough that it seemed like he might end up flying off.

"How did you manage to get separated, if I may ask?"

"Well, I got to town since I wanted to see the princess. I'm not a royal jester, but it never hurts to be familiar with the royals, right? Well, I got to town, and then suddenly this big crowd got a look, and wanted to see what I could do. Jesters aren't as regular as we once were, so I figured it couldn't hurt to do a bit of a show. I do so like hearing laughs. I think in the confusion, Muffin must have gotten lost. It normally doesn't happen though. I'm not sure what caused it."

Muffin would bark some, which would make Lyriel give a bit more of a pleased, amused smile.

"He says he heard another bell, and thought you had dropped one of yours. It were apparently from a toy though, and when he tried to find you again, he couldn't."

"That must've been when I went inside the station to ask if they had seen him... Well, just good that he's here n- Wait, did you just say that he said this to you?"

"All creatures which breathes, holds a voice. A dryad can hear the meek voices of nature."

"A dryad? Well that's... Woah, never thought I'd end up meeting one too. Big pleasure, ma'am."

"...Too?"

"Yeah. Another in my troupe is says he have spoken with dryads before. Rather creepy, but friendly guy that one. Bit odd, but you know, zebras, right?

Sounds like you're perhaps looking for more of your own? Well, if ever you want to come around and have a chatter with him, you're gonna need a ticket. And it just so happens I keep some on me, just in case I see some folks who needs it. And you two helped me find Muffin again. Well worth it."

He'd pick up his hat, turn it inside out, which showed nothing inside. As it were turned back normally again though, there would be two tickets stuck to the edge of the rim, popped up and handed over to the two of them. They were likely stuck in the seam or something like that, but it were still a cute little trick, in Lyriel's eyes, and she gently took them with reverence.

"Earth Mother bless you, Jingle Dee. This means much to me."

"Hey, not a problem. Whatever I can do to help after what you've done. I swear, he's not gonna believe I met two dryads though. The look on his face is gonna be priceless."

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@Catpone Cerberus

"Sensible. Wait until you have more information, and see from there. It is hard to tell how things will turn out here, before you have been familiarized some more with it."

"I agree with that. Though maybe you should try and get to know town a little better then? We have all kinds of places here, like the bakery, spa, coffee shop, marketplace, Apple family farm, and so on, and so forth. And the castle too, of course, but I think the princess is busy these days. Been a bunch of folks up there the last few days."

"Sounds like I must wait with her, but the other locations... You mention a spa? Is it a worthwhile one?"

"Urgh, you've got no idea. So many times I've had a rough day, they've been my saving grace. Really helps on the muscles to get a treatment there."

"Something to remember then. It have been a long time since I have been properly pampered for."

She might be a queen of a nomadic tribe, but Onache were still a queen, and liked a few things higher ups did. A good massage and pampering were one of those things. It really helped to ease her mind, and get her thoughts straight again. Of course, back then she had mostly used enslaved beings to do this for her, but she supposed she would have to do it the olden way now. With bits prepared. Wouldn't be much of a reforming, if she began control others once more.

"What think you two? Should we explore the town further? Might be there were something to learn, if that were your want. I have nothing in particular I strive to get done in this very moment, so you may make a decision on this."

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@Starforce

 "Dear child, how you have suffered. No wonder you wander with such burdens. It is good that you have found one who have shown you kindness, and can ease your fears, a little by little."

Had her voice not been as sympathetic and calm as it were, this may well have been sounding mockingly, coming from Fright. Especially as her face were after all, not really one that could easily show many emotions. Yet she were genuine, and did her best to not sound as if she were teasing or taunting. Especially as most whom she poke with, were those carrying fear that were no joke. Things even worse than what Magnolia had said at times, though she were still in the higher rankings. Such neglect and loneliness she suffered through... Had she wanted more details, Fright could simply look through her feared, and get a deeper understanding, but it was a curtsey that she did not. A sign of respect, where she tended to ask for permission before doing so, lest the situation were unusual enough to require her to be somewhat invasive.

"It's troubling, but it is good to see her smile, and hear her laugh after what she have been through. But I don't understand, how are you taking our fear? Is this permanent?"

"No. I have lifted the fear from you, an carry it with me, away from mortal sight, and your reach. When you move on, I will ease it, but fear is a bottomless well. Even if I ease it some for now, fear will still be there, and it will return to how you felt at the start again, sooner or later. My students are instructed to not try and remove their fear for this reason, but instead face it, and embrace it. Control it, instead of letting it rule you.

Besides, even if I could remove it, I would not. Fear is an important part of your being. Without it, you would have no boundaries, or reason to think of the repercussions of your actions. Why think of punishment, when you do not fear it, ir how others would think of you? It is but a fraction of reason why we need fear, but too much will not do either. A harmony must in time be struck. Only then, can you truly be at peace with yourself."

"I've been afraid for a long time now. Especially these days, after finding what I sought, but suddenly, there is just nothing. I am not afraid of what I might learn. Might I please ask you to hold my fears a little more, sot hat I can find the courage to read?"

"I can, but you must ask yourself, if you are ready first. Not being afraid, does not mean you are prepared. Think to yourself first, if you would be okay to know the answer, and were prepared to deal with it later. Ponder this for a few minutes, then answer me that."

Fright would give a little of her fear back, so that Zeehva could think on this properly, but not enough to make her get frightened, and feel sick again. A tough balance to hit, but Fright were experienced in these matters. She could do it.

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@FanOfManyShows

On 2021-07-07 at 1:11 AM, FanOfManyShows said:

His form shimmered back, dirty and grinning as he stood back up, his claw coated in his blood with a hole going straight through him.
"That's what I was looking for."

"No. No! Escape. Run. Make the witches repair you. Fight him later. Don't leave me again."

The element were concerned as she felt and saw what happened with Skall. He were not dead yet, but he could be wounded. He were still a mortal, and as such, could eventually end up dying, if this got worse. And she couldn't have that. It were supposed to be him and her forever, not her left behind here, while he rotted in the ground. He could not do this to her! Had she the strength, she would force him away, by illusion or might if need be, but she were drained. Not enough power had yet come her way to replenish her reservoirs, and she were relegated to simply pleading for Skall to escape, and survive this. She did not want to see him die.

On 2021-07-07 at 1:11 AM, FanOfManyShows said:

"Can you contain him?"
He said, looking to Shade

"Don't you DARE, I am your king!""
He said, scowling at Chariot with sharp teeth, raring to begin casting a deadly spell

"Skall! Run. Escape!"

"Perhaps. If you can hold him still."

Shade passed through the storm after he the others had made their way from this, and would confront these others. As his form was bolstered by necromantic shadow magic, he could pass though with some effort. Had it been his real body, it would likely have been torn to shreds. Within, he would have to assess that the best he could do, was to try and contain here, though if it worked, he couldn't say for sure. Skall had to remain still for that, yet he'd try.

His avatar would suddenly tear itself apart, and the dark magic that fueled it, would try to layer atop of Skall, and bind him. Tie him closely together, and counter his magic with the darkness he had. This would be rather painful for Shade, but it would be the best chance he had at keeping his general safe, so he would take it. Though of course, it could get even more painful, if Skall resisted, and shattered his bonds/escaped. Wherever the real Shade would be then out there, he'd end up collapsing, unconscious from the efforts. It were going to be some time before he were useful again.

And outside of the area, Screecher would encourage them all to flee. This were not a fight they should be near.

On 2021-07-07 at 1:11 AM, FanOfManyShows said:

"Of course."
She looked at Emerald and hesitated, considering pocketing it
"You know... If you leave your sister behind, and join us..."
She holds it out
"I'll give you this."

"To her? You're kidding. Cares too much about family to hold betrayal in her hooves."

"I have a deal to ophold. Once that's done, I'll leave. I have no inerest in your crusade anymore. And you shouldn't feel too certain of yourself yet. The Element of Betrayal are a deceitful thing. Perhaps, it does not even truly exist, as to prove it is indeed the most traitorous of all things. This might just be another of it's fake fragments.

And by the way, this is going to hurt."

Without a warning, Emerald would plunge the heart she dug up into Steelbeak's chest, and begin the magic. Which would likely feel as if someone were raking his bones with rusty nails, and filled his blood with fire ants. Among other things, but such were the price for this sort of magic. It worked, but it wasn't pleasant, nor nice to look at, as the veins on his body became more visible, and dark lines crossed him from top to toe

The whole process would take about fifteen seconds, but it'd likely have felt like an hour to him, if not more. But hey, at least he were patched up now, and no longer bleeding. Though he wouldn't feel too good the next half hour or so. The new heart still had to settle in, and settle on a correct beat.

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@Starforce @Windy Breeze @Kujamih

On 2021-07-06 at 11:28 PM, Cali said:

"However that sphinx in canterlot may be the odd one out. I find that most unusual. I hope Molotov is okay though. He should be good in a few hours, so we still have some time." Cali spoke as she went over to Blitz to give her some gentle pats on the head.

"It's just a rumor still, miss. Just something some passing guards talked abaout. They swear up and down on it, but I've heard tall tales that wasn't true before. Some stories just kinda get out of hoof. But if it's real, it is gonna be really weird to go the Canterlot again. As said, their kind doesn't have a good reputation, so I'd be nervous. I'm sure the generals would have it under control though. They know what they're doing. Even if General Tidal Wave doesn't look like she does. A-And by that I just mean her physical presentation, of c-course. I don't mean to speak ill of a general."

 She didn't respond to the other thing that Cali said, as honestly, she weren't sure what to say about that. *Thank you for not breaking our dimension*? That just sounded kinda rude. Maybe best to just let it slide for now, right?

"Your friend is likely going to be back sooner, rather than later. We have some good doctors in town, and it sounds like his injuries were minor. I'm sure they're keeping him under observation just in case, but otherwise letting him sleep it off. I think the best we can do for him now, is to watch out for his sister."

On 2021-07-07 at 3:15 AM, Kujamih said:

" Nope! Don't you dare go that route young lady." Then Light boops her nose

"You may only stay cute and cuddly but never tame others."

 

On 2021-07-07 at 4:30 PM, Windy Breeze said:

“You mean diamonds?" Luna corrected Blitz, while Blue just gave a pleasant smile.

 

On 2021-07-07 at 5:26 PM, Kujamih said:

" Don't correct the kid or prolong the topic any further...."

light then gave a sudden pause to ponder.

" Don't tell me you're into that kinda stuff Luna?" :okiedokieloki:

"Noooo, diamonds are pretty clear gems. I sometimes found them when I blasted rocks, but they're not good for fireworks. Rarity likes them though. Lots of shiny with her, so I gave them to her. She's happy to get them. Sometimes, Spike comes to munch on them too. Hehe, silly dragons, eating gems.

Pretty blue ones are uhm... Sapphires? No wait, Rarity said those weren't sapphires! Just some sorta weird glass thing. Still nice and shiny. Blue in a silver collar. *giggle* I think it would look pretty. You sure you don't want a collar? I've seen other ponies with it before. Lots of biiiiiig, spiky manes in many colors too though. Really big. Dunno why they look like that."

She were thinking about folks into some rather strange music, but to her, they just looked special, and she liked that. It was a fun thing to see new things, and new looks on ponies. Couldn't just sit and watch the same things over and over again, right? Had to have some variation!

Though with the last comment, Blitz would stop pestering Light for a bit, to go over and look up at Luna.

"Ooooh. Does that mean that You go with collars? Are they blue? Red? Yellow? Green? Oooh, Green. That'd be pretty."

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Skall grinned as he heard the element cried out as Shade contain him, was this illusion that good?
His confirmation came from Shade trying to contain him, screeching loudly as Chariot leapt out of the way of Shade
Skall patching up the wound within the enclosure, green sparkling as the illusion passed

Skall began chuckling nonsensically from around the group
"So much effort so little outcome."

Skall would manifest himself, holding the element which began to emit a smoky aura around his form standing outside of Shade's form
any attempt to touch it would yield a solid surface at the same time as the one Shade surrounded, yelding doubt to which one was an illusion.

At the same time Chariot cast a shield around Shade and Skall, trying to help contain the two before witnessing the second one.
Skall cackling as multiple versions of himself were generated
"Only a coward hides themselves this way!"

"Coward?"
The one inside shade cackled once more, beginning to pour out a green magic
"The cowards here are banishing magic in fear of their destruction. Yet using puppets to stop the destruction instead of doing it themselves!"
He said, gesturing to Shade's current state
"They are even using you to stop me! You are only a puppet, contained by friendship! Unleash yourself and join me!"

if he had fists he'd clench them, Chariot knew he couldn't lash out while Skall hid himself this way and while he might be inside shades spell, but the element was weak and so was Skall, he had to be stretching himself doing this. All he had to do was push Skall too far
Chariot's mane began to hover into the air as his eyes glowed orange softly.
"Very well, but I won't do it for you!"

Dust and rocks around him floated up as he did, a faint image of the element of greed projected as he attempted to conjure the same magic as the element, to pull in Skalls magic and forcing the illusion to dim enough for Shade to see which one was real, trying to concentrate this anti-magic on just Skall, but there was still a chance the others could be effected. At the same time General Iron(who I forgot was here) took his wing shards and sliced through each form, creating a tornado of knives targeting Skall. Surely they could find him now, right?

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Steelbeak has experienced death and resurrection before, many Rose has witnessed, so she wasn't shocked to see him cackle and scream at the same time, a familiar feeling to him
but was still a horrific experience nonetheless, so intensely that he stopped making a noise, and in the instant the magic stopped, he fell silent, huffing as his new heart skipped a beat, almost slumping to the ground

He looked at Emerald, grinning as his eyes glowed an eerie green
"I am very familiar with how this element works, that's why we're going to find out where it is by tracking the source of it's magic."
"So I suppose if the deal is struck, we can part ways now, since you don't want to join us"

Rose nods and opens a portal, Steelbeak stepping through, with a uneven breath from this new heart.
Rose turns to Emerald, sighing a bit, starting to second guess this entire thing...
"What are you going to do when you get back to them?"

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Nectar would crash into Canterlot, searching for someone to alert of the stealing of another element of disharmony.
Though she wore a necklace around her, with a crystal on the front.
Even Nectar doubted which one was the real one, but she possessed several of the fakes


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Use it wisely; Because you will never get a second chance.

 

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Sen listened close to Ambassador Golden Sun’s explanation, picking up some insights about the role. This one time he was interested had him feeling a little deflated, though not because of what an ambassador would do but because of what the longma learned about himself and how it relates to the wider world and other creatures. Sen, by any measure, is a naive newcomer, and the longma are just as naive as him when compared to Equestria’s creatures. Those that are more established and known in pony society have more leverage over unknowns like the longma. Even the changelings have a leg up because the have allies in the ponies, something that the longma lack. Without the numbers or strength to match them, Sen would have a lot of work cut out for him, especially because he isn’t even an ambassador in any official capacity. 

“Huh… maybe I should take this slow. Without any formal training, I, and the longma by extension, are easy pickings for a lot of creatures. Thank you for the insight, ambassador. I guess I have a lot to think about now knowing just what goes on in that task. Going by how you explained the work, it sounds like it’s a humbling line of work.”

It was sobering as well, realizing what goes on into maintaining good relations between two or more groups of creatures. Sen didn’t really see himself as a mediator, but knowing the position he found himself in, he would need to learn. Unfortunately, more recent developments got his mind off of the ambassador job description and had him focusing on the dread that washed over him and his sister. It wasn’t an easy position for Rosa to be in, and Golden Sun mentioning that they shouldn’t worry is, well… worrying. 

Lin would normally jump in and agree with the ambassador here, but even she was concerned, feeling like she’s weighed down by something in her gut. She’d take a sip of the tea she was offered, but its minty taste didn’t do so much as minutely deter any feelings of dread. Sadly, this isn’t the time to get heavily influenced by emotions, and she’d try to steer the conversation into a more logical one. 

“Why does Scarcity want Rosa indebted to her? What would she get out of this? Let’s first find out what we know about Scarcity. Maybe that could narrow down some possibilities.”

“We know she has influence, and it’s more than likely she has access to resources that someone in a similar position wouldn’t have.” Sen pitched in, calming himself a little. It wasn't a distraction from how he was feeling at the moment, but rushing in to the upcoming appointment with Scarcity without forethought was a waste. They did achieve their previous request, and Scarcity helped them out with some golem shells for the disembodied spirits. "She does keep to word, so there might be something to that."

“But what does she have to gain from this specific arrangement? It’s not like she’ll do something if it means getting something in return. Unless this has something to do with our last meeting… Rosa, does she know something about you that she could use to her advantage?” 

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"No trauma, not at least in the way you may be thinking, per say.  Rising has Perfect Memory, since the moment he opened his eyes.  Even today he could tell you every detail of the room he was born in as if it happened moments ago.  My face, the doctor and nurses, what his father was wearing while he held the bundle of blankets that wrapped Dawn who was born half a day earlier.  He could tell you about a walk he went on a year ago, how many ponies he passed, what they were wearing, what they were saying, what they were doing.  Reliving these moments like a snap shot in time.  However, that includes both the good and the bad.  He has to dull strong memories, file them away where they are less noisy, to prevent them from constantly overwhelming the here and now.  It can shape you in strange ways, but he turned out alright, if I do say so myself," the mother said proudly.

Dawn was delayed the taste of the sweets she was so after, but mother go her way.  The younger mare of the trio would just have to pout and wait.  Being forced to now pay attention though did make her second guess blowing off a chance to see Harrowmark's capitol.  See planted her rump on the floor to join in the presentation.  A place the looked as if it was taken out of one of her father's history books to long, long ago in Equestria.  It had a charm, that was true, like those old fairs a pony could go to and experience for a day what it was like to live without modern conveniences.  Those few that did roam the streets did appear happy, happier than they'd been in a long time.  A very large population of diamond dogs was noted by the fixer.  Equestria had opened their doors a lot more to other races of the land in recent years, but the levels of immigration hadn't reached these heights yet.  "Change doesn't happen quickly even when it is invited.  It's going to be a culture shock inside of a culture shock once freedoms are regained and Equestria comes knocking with open arms," Dawn commented.  The power vacuum will be the first hurdle if she understood correctly the roles of the Queen and long lost High Priestess in their land.

"A memorial would be nice, but let's not go knocking on death's door asking where to bury my son, just yet," generally more taboo in Equestria to be planning for such things, even Grace had at least another ten years until things like her own preparations should even be a topic.  Still, she knew their ways were different, so she offered up a sweet smile in thanks to Lily's considerations.  Who even knows in another sixty or more years where Rising might want to be laid to rest.  A lot can happen.  "It looks like a lovely place Lily, I can't wait to see it in person."

Now it was finally back to Dawn, "Well, just like breakfast you can really pick anything that might look good to you.  The mud isn't like, icky swamp muck.  It's very special from a far off land, imbued with revitalizing properties that does wonders for the coat.  If it isn't your things, then may I recommend the Herbal Soak to start," she motioned to the same area as the mud, where the baths were seated into the floor like a small pool.  Instead of mud though they were a roiling warm water with pretty leaves and beautiful petals floated.  The warm water steeping the the plants to infuse the bath.  "The aromas are wonderful for the sinuses and the special Lotus blend of herbs relaxes the muscles, shines your coat and the bubbling water gives you a mini massage to make the real one even more amazing," she offered the trade secret.  Grace made her way over to the bath next to that one, full of hot mud instead.  Sitting on the edge before slowly lowering herself into the thick mud with a pleased smile on her lips.

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"I can assure you that she knows something of your friend. As she does me, and you. No matter how reclusive one are, there will always be information to be found. And that is what she harnesses better than any other I have met. It is her weapon, as it is her shield, as those who hates her for what she may knows, also realized that hurting her will not stop others from knowing. It will just set lose what she's keeping to herself.

Think of this too, and you will realize that you are not asking the right questions. Rosa? You are an intelligent thestral, if I may be so bold. For your job, you would have to. What think you of this?"

"...I think you're correct. Scarcity is a problem solver, and to be that, you need several tools at your disposal, for any kind of situation. That is what you're implying too, is it not? I'm a tool?"

"I would rather refer to you as a valuable asset. Tool sounds rather demeaning to my ears. Still, you are not incorrect. Scarcity deals with beings of many backgrounds, coming to her to help with a variety is issues. Between that, and her information network, she have cemented herself in a powerful position, which I only know little off. I imagine it is bigger than I know, but not as much as I fear. I believe she enjoys having some degree of freedom, and being on top does not allow that. Too many things to constantly deal with, which is something I can personally attest.

Were I to venture a guess, I would assume she have a job lined up and ready, but will have more potentially ready in the future, that could make use of you. What exactly have made her intrigued by you to this extend, I couldn't tell, but I also firmly believe that it is best if we did not know. Sometimes, it is best for the puppets to not see the strings, though at least I consider her a kind puppeteer. She have helped tremendously in halting grave threats at times, or at least inform us of things happening in advance, as well as filtering certain dangerous objects our way. Not everything I would want sadly, but I understand that it is a balancing act to do what she doe, as our work is similar in that regard, to a certain extend.

And I know enough of those connected to her, to know that she compensates those whom she uses for their work. Monetarily, or in some other fashion. Altriusm in a sense, but it is also the smarter solution. Taking advantage of others, with nothing to gain for them, will eventually lead to some sort of rebellious acts. Ensure there is gain, and others will learn to tolerate it, and perhaps even take some pride in it, as one would any job."

"*sigh* Acceptance must sometimes be the wise pony's choice. Whatever it is she'll ask to be done, will be dealt with when that time comes."

This were a lot to take in, and Rosa would need some time to deflect o it. Though at least for now, worried as he were, he knew he'd do better by following orders. Who knew what might happen beyond what he had been threatened with, were he to fail in that?

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@Rising Dusk

14 hours ago, Rising Dusk said:

"No trauma, not at least in the way you may be thinking, per say.  Rising has Perfect Memory, since the moment he opened his eyes.  Even today he could tell you every detail of the room he was born in as if it happened moments ago.  My face, the doctor and nurses, what his father was wearing while he held the bundle of blankets that wrapped Dawn who was born half a day earlier.  He could tell you about a walk he went on a year ago, how many ponies he passed, what they were wearing, what they were saying, what they were doing.  Reliving these moments like a snap shot in time.  However, that includes both the good and the bad.  He has to dull strong memories, file them away where they are less noisy, to prevent them from constantly overwhelming the here and now.  It can shape you in strange ways, but he turned out alright, if I do say so myself," the mother said proudly.

"That sounds like a cursed existence. If I could remember all in my life, I would have gone insane forty or fifty years ago. The amount of cluttering must be exhausting to deal with. I can understand why he seems so... Unfazed about things though. What wonder can be gotten, if you remember so much most things becomes trivial? I am amazed he have the fortitude to deal with this. It must have been odd raising him, with this kind of affliction."

14 hours ago, Rising Dusk said:

"Change doesn't happen quickly even when it is invited.  It's going to be a culture shock inside of a culture shock once freedoms are regained and Equestria comes knocking with open arms,"

The witch gazed down at the sight of her people, through this little, unassuming bauble, and nodded thoughtfully.

"It will take time, but we will adapt. Though most will look towards the high priestess for answers. The imbalance of the gods, and the power vacuum, will mean that she and the queen must take action, and work together for a common goal. In some way, Rising is essential to this. He is something that we can all gather around, and look towards for hope, and inspiration. As well as a sign that we can trust those from the outside. It will carry meaning once the new path will be laid forth, and Equestria comes to speak. In what way exactly though, I couldn't tell. I think you would be wiser to speak with the high priestess about this. I can imagine she'd like to meet you, though try and excuse her look. Spirits like her, isn't as limiting in the way they can look, as we are."

14 hours ago, Rising Dusk said:

"A memorial would be nice, but let's not go knocking on death's door asking where to bury my son, just yet," generally more taboo in Equestria to be planning for such things, even Grace had at least another ten years until things like her own preparations should even be a topic.  Still, she knew their ways were different, so she offered up a sweet smile in thanks to Lily's considerations.  Who even knows in another sixty or more years where Rising might want to be laid to rest.  A lot can happen.  "It looks like a lovely place Lily, I can't wait to see it in person."

"I don't hope that it will become something to speak off, for many decades to come. I can imagine you in Equestria, does not like to think of death that far ahead, and I hope that it will continue to be so. I wouldn't want this place to dim like that. It wouldn't suit you. Though you will see it prominently in Harrowmark. As life is your treasure, so is death ours. Not murder though. I don't mean it like that."

She could say more, but right now, she thought it were best to move on, after a simple statement, to try and ensure that they didn't think they were just kill-happy crazies. It weren't malicious and crazy like that, though it would require more time to explain further, and Dawn were impatient. They would get to this in due time, likely.

15 hours ago, Rising Dusk said:

"The aromas are wonderful for the sinuses and the special Lotus blend of herbs relaxes the muscles, shines your coat and the bubbling water gives you a mini massage to make the real one even more amazing,"

"Rolling in mud still sounds odd. I would prefer to begin with the Herbal Soak. That at least sounds inviting. I can imagine from there, I am at the mercy of your whimsy, yes? Much in the way your brother is too."

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@Starforce

"Your fears are sensible, dear dear. With what you have been through, it is understandable you would wish for there to be a good and just end to it, and why you would fear it not happening.

In many ways, you and your friend here, are alike. You both fear confronting the past. With her it is whatever is written in those papers. With you, it is family. Both hold merit, and even if I do not know her story, I can tell that you both have reason for why you have trouble facing it. I believe it is good that you two found one another, even if the circumstances were not the kindest. Fear is not often easy to face on your own, but you two can help one another do so. Supporting and caring for each other, and sharing your understanding for one another, until you are prepared to trust they will have your back, and then face it.

I wish I could give you a clear answer to this, but life is sadly not as simple as we would like for it to be. The best I can say, are the same I would say to any of my students in your position: Begin to steel your heart, in preparation for the worst. Yet forget not to keep hope, and understand that others are often more reasonable and kind that you might fear. I believe your siblings would welcome you, even if it would be hard to make them believe your story at first. Persevere, dear child, and there will be solace. If not in a perfect solution, then at least with knowledge that it have been done, and that you have answers."

And speaking of answers, it appeared that Zeehva had finally appeared ready to get hers, and with a deep breath, would unseal the folder, and open it up to read the report. A rather thing one really. Only a few pages, whereas the rest seemed to be filled up with pages from newspapers. Rather odd, but she didn't focus so much on them, as she did what the report said. Before it would suddenly slack in her hoof, and fall out, while the rose her hooves to cover her tearing eyes, and just sob. Fright might be able to take her fear, yet she couldn't take away this pain and sorrow. It was sadly not her domain.

Zeehva would be unresponsive, but if Magnolia checked the folder, she'd find that the incident that caused her husband's demise, were classified as an accident. With evidence to follow too, as Scarcity had apparently had a magical tracker out there, after learning that some sort of blast had hit their home. It had been tracked back to a location, and in time, to an explorer, who had been traversing the forest, and gotten scared as a local predator beast had appeared, and confronted him. The spell he used to try and scare off the beast, had gotten out of hoof, and was fired off by accident as he were spooked, causing it to soar off, and eventually, would hit their home. He hadn't had the faintest idea any of this had happened, before being asked, and the report included that he had been told it hadn't hit someone, as to keep him from realizing what he had done. Apparently, the beast had mauled him too, so he had still had to deal with scars from that day.

There had been no malignant force that wanted Zeehva to suffer. It was a chain of events, brought along by surprise, and a want to defend themselves, along with a beast that didn't get scared that easily, and caused things to get out of hoof. In the end, there were really no one for her to blame, for the tragedy that befell her.

As for the newspaper pages, they had a variety of themes to them, but one were present in them all: Zeehva herself. Stories of her being in whatever area the paper the town had been printed in were, and what she had done of good deeds. Lines of her being a hero, and how she had vanished before they could give her thanks but hoped that she would hear their words through their story. Which even included some testimonies from locals it seemed, describing various sorts of dangerous beings and animals she had helped with, depending on the area.

For all intents and purposes, it seemed like Scarcity had sent her out on these jobs, not to gain anything substantial for it, but to make Zeehva understand that her life wasn't over, just because she had been through this tragedy. She still had purpose, and those who were thankful about her. Though she wouldn't call herself that, others saw her as a hero. Likely still some sort of ulterior motives, but such were it with fixers. Best you could do was just accept that you always paid something for their help, and shouldn't think too much about it.

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@FanOfManyShows

On 2021-07-11 at 2:29 AM, FanOfManyShows said:

"The cowards here are banishing magic in fear of their destruction. Yet using puppets to stop the destruction instead of doing it themselves!"
He said, gesturing to Shade's current state
"They are even using you to stop me! You are only a puppet, contained by friendship! Unleash yourself and join me!"

"I don't care about you, weakling. This is a distraction. That is what puppets are for."

Shade could still speak through this, though it were troubled. As were it, that he did not know where the real Skall were, and if he had even gotten hold of him. Though either way, what did it matter? Screecher and the others would be long gone by now, so he had fulfilled his purpose. What backlash hit him, and how painful this would be, were not important. His pain would heal. Them dying wouldn't. And much as most thought that he was an uncaring, unlikable stain on the guards reputation, he did not do what he did, to make them proud and happy. He did what they didn't have the guts to do, to keep the kingdom safe, and their mocking words would be met with all the scorn he couldn't contain. All but her. The one who had seen his potential, and given him purpose, after he were banished from home. All because he stole the old texts, to save his cousins...

But not her. Screecher did not toss him aside. She tutored him in what were right, and utilized him and his skillset well, and he were more than happy to do anything she asked of him. She had earned his loyalty, and if he had to sacrifice so that she were safe, then he would do so without care. Everypony else? They could bite him.

As for the element, it let out a mental sigh of relief. She had not seen this were an illusions at all, before Skall began to show off. She were too weakened right now to think she could have offered him much of it, and were afraid as she saw him hurt. It clouded her judgement. Though she still wanted to tear Shade apart, and burn the remnants in a lake of fire, for his attempt at trapping Skall. Foolish puppet could find his own dragon. This one were hers, and hers alone!

On 2021-07-11 at 2:29 AM, FanOfManyShows said:

Dust and rocks around him floated up as he did, a faint image of the element of greed projected as he attempted to conjure the same magic as the element, to pull in Skalls magic and forcing the illusion to dim enough for Shade to see which one was real, trying to concentrate this anti-magic on just Skall, but there was still a chance the others could be effected. At the same time General Iron(who I forgot was here) took his wing shards and sliced through each form, creating a tornado of knives targeting Skall. Surely they could find him now, right?

Shade couldn't truly see which one were real, but did curse out Iron for staying, and telling him to run off, before he'd end up breaking more than his leg. it weren't really clear if he threatened to break it again himself, or warning that Skall and Chariot might hurt him, but some degree of violence were seemingly assured.

Shade would keep a pale eye out though, for the ones getting sliced through, to try and spot if he could see the real one among them. Something though, told him it would not be this easy.

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@FanOfManyShows

On 2021-07-11 at 2:29 AM, FanOfManyShows said:

"I am very familiar with how this element works, that's why we're going to find out where it is by tracking the source of it's magic."
"So I suppose if the deal is struck, we can part ways now, since you don't want to join us"

Rose nods and opens a portal, Steelbeak stepping through, with a uneven breath from this new heart.
Rose turns to Emerald, sighing a bit, starting to second guess this entire thing...
"What are you going to do when you get back to them?"

"Call my sister out for being an idiot, and lament that I once again had to go and save her hide. But my road doesn't leave there yet. As you said yourself, you don't have the element yet, and we struck a blood oath. If I leave you behind before you find it, we both die. Horribly, painfully, and very slowly, I might add. Such is the price of signing something like that, and my part clearly isn't done yet.

Frankly, I wouldn't think it could be this easily. It is the most elusive, and dangerous of all the elements. If it could be found this easily, I'd be sorely disappointed."

Seriously, were she surrounded by amateurs? Her sister, her foolish husband and brat, now these two- Did anypony actually understand how blood magic, and blood oaths worked here? Or even listened to her? She had flat out said how it would be at the time, and yet it seemed like she had been largely ignored. It were like bein a teacher for kindergarteners, if those little ones were learning about dangerous, forbidden magic.

So, unless they had something more constructive to say, she'd follow them. There were still work to be done, and she wasn't getting any younger. Or her vessel weren't at least. She herself, wouldn't really age at all.

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@Starforce @Kujamih @Windy Breeze

On 2021-07-10 at 6:26 PM, Kujamih said:

"... Well Luna do you like wearing collars? Or do you like making others wear them?" Light smirked.

"Dang it howd did this topic ever pop into existence..." Light pondered.

"Oh! Oh! I know, I know! It started with you saying I was a pony tamer. Then you didn't wanna wear a collar. Hehe, maybe I should get you with a big net instead, like a shiny fishy."

Blitz giggled, as she imagined herself chasing Light with an oversized butterfly net, swinging it around wildly, and shouting that she had already prepared a nice place in the stables for him. It wouldn't really distract her from the questions she had for Luna too much, but it would give a few seconds off from tormenting the mare. Of questioning, as Blitz considered it. She honestly didn't see the issue with asking about collars, so whatever context Light put into this, went right above her head.

On 2021-07-11 at 8:35 AM, Cali said:

"All legends and rumors have a basis in truth, at least most of them. If it wasn't true, than why so many talk about? Unless it is a deliberate lie to manipulate others into following to cast shade on what is really going on. Either way, I cannot really comment on that much other than that your world likely has such hidden secrets and agendas that you cannot even fathom. Question everything. Verify. Search. Do not simply be a sheep. I'd rather live one day as the wolf than 100 years as the sheep." she spoke proudly, glad that Blitz was safe and that Molotov was healing.

"I can see your point miss, but I uhm... Would rather not see what's under the surface? I know some who works in investigations, and they look pretty harrowed, and keep telling me that I'm better off not knowing all the dirt that's under the surface. I kinda like just being sorta ignorant, and happy with life. I think if I knew how bad it all might be, I'd go crazy, or really, really paranoid. I'd prefer neither. It doesn't sound nice.

O-Of course not saying it's not important to be informed miss, and you make a good point, of course. It's just for me, personally, I prefer to just know history, instead of looking into the nastier side of society. Unless you meant like, questioning history, because I do that. It's written by the victors after all, so it's hard to find impartial history."

And speaking of history, if the group cared to actually go through the museum, and not just stand here and collect dust along the exhibits, they'd find the next floor showcased some well protected, ancient weapons. Most of them clearly not able to last, if one were to try and use them, and some being drawings, based off of parts that had been found, that were also presented along with the weapon in question. There were no danger of a foal accidentally getting hold of anything, if they were still worried about this.

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@abrony-mouse

Leading/carrying Billowing to Canterlot were not tough to do really, as he were very easy to lead along in his current state. He were pretty much a docile puppet, that would follow along, and not make resistance.

As Fuchsia brought him to Canterlot, and started to ask around, she'd find that while there were concerned faces, the overall message appeared to be that this were not the worst state he had returned to town in. Nor were it a massively infrequent event, that he got back in some degree of bruised, or battered state. Something to bring up later perhaps with him, when he got more sensible, but for the time being, she'd get good directions from most of whom she asked. Billowing were well known in town, and overall liked, though she'd find that there would be some passing nobles sending him harsh stares whilst moving past. Which depending on how she knew them, might not be special. Nobles tended to have a bad reputation for a reason.

She'd find soon enough that the direction she were lead, would get them near more of the richer in town, and as the last one finally pointed at a specific house, she'd find that Billowing were not exactly scraping by. He had a rather large mansion. A somewhat fresh looking one, with a big, beautiful garden around it, that were clearly being cared well for. Statues were lining the stone pathway towards the front, though first, they'd have to get past the gate. Which wasn't hard, as it wasn't present, like it were many other places. He had ditched it ages ago, so it were just a nice, open path towards the door, which he did not tend to lock either. Though mainly because there were a caretaker where, who'd open the door once he took note of somepony wandering up the pathway.

An elderly earth pony stallion, with a dark-brown coat, brown eyes, pale-yellow hair with silver streaks through it, and a suit on, would come out towards them, and looked concerned at Billowing.

"*sigh* I knew this would come to pass when he left in that mood... Please, bring him in, miss. We'll place him in the master bedroom, then have you situated in the best guest room. I'm sure you're tired after getting him here, though if you'd prefer something to eat or drink first, you need only ask. I can also direct you towards a shower if that is more of a concern?

I suppose I should introduce myself too. I'm Grim Night. I'm the caretaker of Billowing's estate when he's not home, and of him, the times when he returns in a less than ideal state. Thankfully you seem to have gotten him back mostly unscathed. You have my thanks for that, miss. A little rest should hopefully sort this out simply enough.

If you would follow me, please?"

Going through the place, towards the master bedroom, she'd find the style to be old Victorian, though the fresh looks of the furniture, should show that it were not antiques, but rather well made replicas. Same with the vases, carpets, etc. Still looked good, and were less fragile. As well as less expensive. There were paintings around too, though none of him, except for a single one, right above the two-way staircase leading towards the second floor: One of him, an elderly mare, and elderly stallion, whom he had in a tight hug. By the looks of things, likely his parents. None of them wore something fancy, and just generally speaking, looked like a happy bunch. Were it not for the massive frame, and the fact this wasn't a picture, but an actual, large painting, one could think this as just a regular family photo.

@Blitz Boom

Fuchsia tends to Billowing gently on the long journey home, felling guilty about what happened in the temple and after, and the lack of treasure to adorn his no-doubt gorgeous Canterlotian home.

As they pull up in Canterlot station, Fuchsia feels very much like a naïve earth pony. Her hooves clatter awkwardly on the marble of the station platform and the blinding white from the speckled white towers dazzle her as the morning sun glints off them. Her cutie mark hums with the feeling of friendly pony magic and it takes all her willpower not to prance towards the streets :P

She comfortably carries her still-exhausted companion through the gleaming streets of the pony capital. She occasionally rouses him for directions and eventually she turns into a district of larger pony estates, with grand gates and spires of the own which seem to echo those of the famed castle.

Eventually she comes to what she thinks is the end of the road, with an unfinished gateless estate under construction. She is about to turn back when her companion gives a sigh of recognition. She looks beyond the gateposts and sees, up the large pathway, the magnificent stately home of Billowing Smoke. Never having owned a home herself, and never having lived in anything more fancy than a farmhouse, she is suitably awed. Her ears droop a little and as she trots up the statued path-way, she looks meekly for the servant entrance…

Before she could find one, the door to ste stately mansion opens and reveals a charming but austere elderly stallion – very obviously a butler. She grins nervously at him and is about to launch into an explanation but the stallion cuts her off; clearly, turning up like this with a strange pony is not an unusual occurrence for Mr Smoke.  

She frowns at the suggestion that she should leave Billowing’s side before he is restored. “I’ve brought him this far and I’ll see him recovered. If I am to sleep on the floor of his room then so be it Mr Night.” she says, rearing herself up a little and trying to be imperious. Until she saw Billowing back on his hooves she was reluctant to leave his side – she had been saved by Billowing multiple times in the previous few days and she felt indebted to him.

Once Grim had left, she explored the master bedrooms a little, noticing the portraits. Her large lilac eyes caught the portrait of him with his parents and she sat looking at it for a long while – feeling a warm feeling in her heart and wondering about her new stallion friend and the ponies close to him. Subconsciously she inserted a pink earth pony in amongst them, imaging herself settled alongside them… and she smiled for the first time in a long while.

After that she returned to Billowing’s room and sat by his bed, checking him for any signs of fever. Eventually exhaustion forced her to sleep (either on the floor or on a makeshift bed if Grim had been obliging :P ).

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@Blitz Boom

“I guess that makes us part of this now, even if Scarcity didn’t say so. We worked with her before, and that means she may want us to do something for her again. How did we even get here?”

“We wanted to help our friends, so we turned to her. This was supposed to be a good moment, but now I’m wondering if she’s gotten interested in us because of something we told her.”

“I don’t know if she was being genuine, or if she’s really good at acting, but she was willing to do something for us, even if it was in exchange for something. That’s got to mean something, right? What if we’re going about this the wrong way?” 

Lin recalled her past meetings with Scarcity. There was a lot of positivity when they met, and she was rather open with sharing details about her shop or the things in her shop when it didn’t do any harm. She kept to her word, and she would have the best interests of Equestria at heart. Even with the golems, she mentioned wanting to go through some form of alicornification, or a variant that didn’t draw unwanted attention to herself. Scarcity may be a net positive to Equestria, and there wasn’t anything to suggest otherwise. 

Ultimately, there wasn’t much to argue about. Ominously worded message aside, they had nothing else to go with, and their past experience working for Scarcity was positive. If that suggested anything, it was that working with her may be better than the alternative. Lin, and eventually Sen, would find themselves agreeing with Rosa’s acceptance. Perhaps their naïveté was getting in the way of seeing the benefit of this arrangement, but the siblings couldn’t shake the feeling that there was more to this beneath the surface. 

“There’s probably no use in thinking about what could have been. Scarcity wants us to meet her tomorrow, which leaves us with today. What now?”

The longma turned to both Rosa and the ambassador. What plans she had for the day were dashed, and she didn’t feel like celebrating anymore. Her mood had gone sour after learning about the day’s developments, and it is unlikely Sen would want to do anything now. He was just about speechless, staring into his own mug filled with barely touched tea. 

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18 hours ago, Fuchsia said:

“I’ve brought him this far and I’ll see him recovered. If I am to sleep on the floor of his room then so be it Mr Night.”

"I'll have something arranged then. Let us just get him to his room, and I can see what I can do."

The young lady had brought back Billowing. As such, Grim would accommodate her requests, and he did have something in mind that should do the trick. Not the most elegant solution perhaps, but he did not accept her having to lay on the floor. It weren't proper in his eyes, and especially not considering what were available in this house. Billowing wouldn't like it either, considering how she had helped him get here. A fellow adventurer he could imagine, but questions would have to wait.

So after he had gotten through the main hall, wherein the large painting of Billowing and his parents were, they would get towards the master bedroom. Once there, Billowing would be placed in the large bed, under the covers, and Grim would excuse himself for a little bit, while he found something for their guest to sleep on. Probably nothing as grandiose as Billowing's actual, oversized bed, but it would still likely be very comfortable.

She could spend the time the caretaker were away, to look around the room if she wished to. It had an actual picture on the mantlepiece, also of himself and his parents, in front of a regular house. Hard to say where it were, but they seemed happy in the moment, just as they were on the painting. Though there were also one more next to that picture, of himself, Grim Night, and a green, earth pony mare, who seemed to be carrying a pair of hedge trimmers. A pretty one, though she seemed to be looking at something away from the camera for some reason.

Beyond that, it were mostly the same sort of theme as the rest of the house, albeit there were some weaponry hanging on the wall, as well as items that were either magical in nature, decoration, or both. Regardless, it looked like a nice room, and not long after leaving, Grim would return. he would be directing a unicorn mare in a maid's outfit, to levitate a couch from further down the hallway, through the door, and in front of the bed. It were a nice, spacious ones, with pillows already on it that could be used to rest her head on. Though it would still need a blanket. Which he were carrying himself. A silky smooth, clean, fluffy blanket, that would make her feel as cozy as anything to be all wrapped up under.

"Thank you for the help, Topaz."

"No problem sir. Sleep well miss."

The mare would smile towards Fuchsia, but say no more before leaving. She had work to do elsewhere, as this place did not stay clean by itself after all.

"A guest bed would be preferable, but this will hopefully suffice for the time being. If there is nothing else you might need now, I wish you a good rest, and I will prepare a meal for when you both wake up. Are there any allergies I should be aware of?"

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@EQ_Theta

"As said, there is little reason to worry now. The dice have been thrown, and things will proceeds as they do. I wouldn't worry too much though. I worried a long time what her influence would make me do. How much of my morality would have to be broken to accommodate her, but she have thus far, not asked me to do things that I would consider unforgivable. I personally believe she have various beings for varying task, depending on what lengths they are willing to go, rather than try and force somepony to do things they wouldn't be able to go through with. Mere speculation though. I know enough to understand that for all my years of training to be a diplomat, she balances a network far exceeding anything I have managed to gain. One which includes far less noble and moral beings than I am used to. I suppose I can sympathize with her in a way, as I understand there is likely a need to be firm enough to where others know your threats are not idle, when you work with such creatures.

Regardless, I can understand if perhaps this is not something you wish to speak more about. I'm certain what questions you have for her, she will answer to a certain extend herself. Yet perhaps I can bring us towards a more immediate, kinder subject? That being Rosa's dwelling. As presented in the paperwork, it stands ready for you to go to as is now. Perhaps it would lift your spirits to face a more simple thing like that?"

"I'm not sure, but some distance to all of this would help on things. We have much to think about. Thank you for your time."

"You as well. If I may give my own, parting words though? Much as you have been put in an unenvious position in some regard, I truly do believe this is the best. Having you rot away in a cell wouldn't be helpful, whereas having you utilize your skillset to bolster our defenses, a nd maybe finally get a leg up on the consortium, will have a positive effect for many beings. King Thorax said you seemed remorseful of what you had been involved in, is that correct? If so, do you not also think it better that you repent by helping to save lives, rather than sit and feel sorry, bound in chains?"

Rosa did not respond, but the way his eyes shifted to the side, told Golden all that he needed to know. The thestral understood that he would do better to work off his debt, so to speak, and it appeared that perhaps, this wasn't the first time he had been told this. Were it such a hard thing for him to grasp? Did he feel as if he had to be punished too? *sigh* Such a troubled stallion.

"...Come one everyone. Let's see where I'm supposed to dwell then, and try and think of what to do afterwards. I'm sure the ambassador needs his rest."

The medical attendee nodded at that, but mostly just focused on Golden. As well as Omen, who were currently almost done eating the candle. It had lost some flavoring when the fire had gone out, but she would finish what she had started. Besides, she had nothing else to do, as she wasn't really sure what were going on. The others were using a lot of big words.

If there were nothing else, he'd lead them towards the door, and if they just walked out the same way they came in, they'd soon enough be back out in th fresh air. Though now feeling a little less free and unburdened than before.

"This did not turn out the way I had expected.. I'm sorry that I dragged you into all of this."

"Into what?"

"Right, I should baseline it some. Scarcity helped me get away from prison, yet in exchange, I have to help when when she asks for it."

"She is your master?"

Rosa wasn't sure why, but having it said like that, gave him a small smirk, and lifted his spirit. The silliness of it were likely what hit him, as it often were when Omen accidentally rose his mood.

"Sort of, yes."

"I understand."

"To some extend. Anyway, can we please go and look for the house? I would rather prefer to get some distance from here right now."

They'd have to get through a lot of Canterlot, to get to the part he had been situated in, but it would be fine. Wasn't like they were wanted criminals, or had enemies with grudges around. it'd be a stark contrast though, as that part were mostly empty houses, and overgrown gardens. Looked fairly run down too, save for the few that were actually inhabited. Used to be a bustling part of town, before age and most wanting to get closer to the action of the middle of town, or live in the rich neighborhood, caused most to abandon what it. There were effort put into renovating the area, and make it habitable for newcomers, but it were a slow process, due to various legal claims on property, the history of the old part of town, and so on. Piece by piece though, they were doing well in renovating the old place, along with the charms of it, as there were some modernizing that wasn't allowed.

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Zeehva would keep crying, but would embrace Magnolia as she spoke to her. The only words coming from her muzzle, being intelligible sobs, and the occasional whimper, as she tried to process all of this. It were so much easier to deal with the passing of her husband, and what had happened to her, when she thought there were someone out there who had done so to them, with harm in mind. A villain to chase down, and make pay for all of this.

But this? There were no one. The pony who had harmed them, hadn't done so intentionally. He had been scared, and trying to fend off a beast he thought would kill him. She had still lost her husband because of him, but blaming him, and wanting him to pay for it, weren't right. Her husband wouldn't have wanted for her to seek revenge on that adventurer for his accident. He would have asked her to forgive him, and understand that sometimes, accidents just happened.

It were going to be harder to deal with this now, than it ever were before. Even at the funeral, she had this to cling to. Now, she had nothing.

Nothing except Magnolia, who were now acting as the pillar on which she could lean on for support. In this moment, she were the thing ensuring that Zeehva were merely grief stricken, and not crumbling into dust, so to speak.

"Grief is a terrible thing. All consuming like fire, and leaves such a dark, cold void inside you. It is hard to find your way out again, without another to shine a light from outside. She is most fortunate to have you, Magnolia."

Were this just trembling fear, Fright could have helped, yet now all she could offer were words to soothe the mind. And perhaps, a little something else,. A gift, which may be wanted, if ever she began to fear what the future might hold, after these papers had dashed her plans.

Fright's floating hands would meet together, then slowly move apart. As she did so, a small object would begin to be created within. As small as a speck of sand t first, but as it grew, they'd find that it would turn into a small, wooden memorial stone. Nothing were written on it, but it radiated a soothing field, which would help alleviate fear, of those near it. At least for a while. Like most magic, few things lasted forever, but she used enough of her powers here that it could last ten days. Though she would not explain it yet. Simply float it towards them, and have it land calmly on the ground, not too far from them.

"W-W-What should I-I do? I... I... *sob*"

She tried to talk, but it didn't get far, before the words got stuck in her throat again, and she clenched Magnolia even more. Funny how she had gone from a villain once, to now being the pillar of good, in the eyes of those around her. Even some on the other side of the gate ,had halted to look upon the two, with small smiles on their faces, before moving along. It were not for them to get involved, in what seemed like a tender moment.

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On 2021-07-13 at 1:56 AM, Kujamih said:

" I think if I open my mouth more, it's gonna get worst... Don't speak about this with your brother. What happened at the museum, stays at the museum got it?"

"Duh, stealing stuff from the museum is bad."

Blitz gleefully accepted the pets, as Light spoke silly stuff again. He was such a nice pony, even if he was all kinds of weird sometimes. She had to remember to make him a fun fireworks to make him happy too sometimes. She were thinking big time, with streamers and everything. The sort where it exploded into a pattern. Maybe she could make one that looked like him? She still had some issues getting the faces right, but she were gonna keep on trying until she got it right.

On 2021-07-13 at 2:38 AM, Cali said:

"Well, I like to question everything I can. Even the darker aspects, they must be known because nobody deserves to be left within the dark no matter what the reasons may be but I can see why you would think that. Makes me think about my more innocent past, when I was unaware of what I was capable of. Ignorance is bliss, but is it truly bliss in hindsight? I don't know, let's check more of this place out everyone." she states and stepped forward to examine the exhibits in the area. Making sure that Light and Blitz followed.

"I got it, Light." Cali chuckled. 

"I believe some are meant to know more than others. Some things are just best not to know about, even though I do think there should be more known, than unknown. A difference of opiniont hough, right? And I don't mean history either. Even the ugly parts must be taught there. I meant more like, governing secrets, so our enemies couldn't just use that against us."

Cali were an interesting alicorn, that much were sure for Cloudwatcher. Thus far, mostly in a good way, as she were sharing information of the sort that thus far, didn't seem harmful, but just informative. Her opinions seemed to be that information should be free to find for everyone though, which were a point where they had some differentiating thoughts, but that were fine too. Everypony were different, and it wasn't like they were trying to force their ideologi upon the other. Simply exchanging them, in a friendly manner. Much as she were still somewhat nervous what the mare might be able to do, Cloudwatcher were warming more up to her, and her quirky friends.

Once they got to the next room, Blitz would wander over, and look a a montre with a few, different bows of an early making, that were on display. She's fixated on that, but there were many other weapons around too. Including some rusted, oddly technological looking ones, that so far really baffled everypony involved.

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"Duh, stealing stuff from the museum is bad."

Blitz gleefully accepted the pets, as Light spoke silly stuff again. He was such a nice pony, even if he was all kinds of weird sometimes. She had to remember to make him a fun fireworks to make him happy too sometimes. She were thinking big time, with streamers and everything. The sort where it exploded into a pattern. Maybe she could make one that looked like him? She still had some issues getting the faces right, but she were gonna keep on trying until she got it right.

"Good....wait what?" Light was confused at Blitz answer, But didn't question it further.

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“Thank you for your time, ambassador. I hope what we learned today could help us put things into perspective because this is a lot for us to take in right now. Farewell.”

The siblings finished up their tea before bowing to the ambassador and the medical attendee nearby. Whatever may come now, it’ll fall to Scarcity. She is a confusing individual characterized by darkness and light. Lin struggled with the idea that someone who may not be as upstanding could have goals many would consider good for Equestria. Growing up, the definitions of good and bad were simple and easy to understand. Good folk did good things, and bad folk did bad things. Now? There was a gray area she couldn’t reconcile, and that didn’t sit quite well with her. 

“Lead the way, Rosa. I just… need to think about some things. I’ll be alright.

“It’s okay. Don’t worry about us being a part of this. Scarcity taking an interest in you likely means we’ll be involved somehow, and that means we’ll be around and have your back.” 

Sen did his best to sound reassuring, though to some degree, he was trying to convince himself that things weren’t as bad as they seemed. Perhaps he needed to believe that Scarcity was being honest with them about the whole alicornification deal. The scholars were convinced of her argument, and they likely had similar dealings back in their day. 

The siblings would follow Rosa through what could have been an older part of Canterlot. Run-down buildings and overgrown gardens were the main attractions. Sen once passed by this part of town, but he couldn’t remember anything that caught his attention. He spent more time living in back alleys in the past, and the first thing he had to learn was to make himself scarce. In hindsight, the old town may have been a better alternative now that he’s seeing more of it.

“Hmm… now that I’m getting a better look at this place, maybe I could’ve stayed here instead of living in a cardboard box behind a dumpster. I’d still be informally settling here, but maybe I could do a better job hiding out in an abandoned building. The privacy would’ve been nice, and I would not need to worry about the rain…”

“This part of Canterlot feels very different. Not as many folk walking around, and the streets are more open. It sort of feels like Ponyville… quiet and simple on a good day. I wonder what this place was like back then?”

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KARMIC FATE & ATZY

"Drinks?" Atzy echoed in slight confusion, unable to stop herself from asking. When the cans came into view, Atzy stared at each of them, her eyes widened. She was acting like a filly in a candy store. "One of each! Yes, that will do," she spoke with a nod, especially once she saw the portion sizes. Karmic though, merely looked between the drinks and the portion she got given and sighed.

"I'll just have a blueberry soft drink," Karmic told the vendor as Atzy jumped a bit in place. Her magic kept hold of the food she got given so it wouldn't wobble as she did so. Both of them had no idea of the conversation that took place between Enzo and Scarcity mainly because they were too focused on the food in front of them.

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TWILIGHT SPARKLE

The smell of dead earth and the sound of arguing came to her sense, intruding on Twilight's sleep. She woke up with a start and took a couple of seconds to reorient herself. Twilight was in the library still, still sleeping on top of the beanbag, with a blanket tucked around her. She yawned a bit and then rubbed her horn for another couple of seconds.

"I thought I told Last and the Drone to not argue," Twilight muttered as she blearily opened her eyes and found the pair quietly arguing just outside the library. She didn't see any sign of Cherish and wasn't sure how to take it but for the moment, she was irritable at not having gotten enough sleep and wanted answers. "I can hear you two!" Twilight called to the arguers.

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AURORA LIGHTS

"And we're now stuck in an old castle," Aurora murmured before she gasped. All thoughts of the draconequus had gone out of her mind. She recognised the banner and remember taking pictures of the outside of it. "I recognise this place! I came across it on my travels from the Griffon Kingdom!" she said excitedly. She was certainly happy to be in a familiar area even if she hadn't really gone inside. "This place is spooky though, I didn't venture in when I arrived ... I want to say last week but all the days are starting to blur together."


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23 hours ago, EQ_Theta said:

“Lead the way, Rosa. I just… need to think about some things. I’ll be alright.

“It’s okay. Don’t worry about us being a part of this. Scarcity taking an interest in you likely means we’ll be involved somehow, and that means we’ll be around and have your back.”

"I think it is best if we try not to think about it for now, and simply just ask her questions directly. At worst, she will avoid answering, and we hold as little answers as we do now. At best, she may enlighten us, since she holds all the answers. And I get the feeling she will. She seem to have an affinity for sharing in answers that won't change the outcome of things."

It were a foolish thing to underestimate her, and yet he had done so... He supposed he did owe her though, and it were better if he could atone from out here, but it still felt wrong. He had wanted to be punished for his actions. Though, he supposed, being indebted to her, were a punishment of sorts too. *sigh* He needed to gather his thoughts on this later.

On 2021-07-15 at 4:36 PM, EQ_Theta said:

“Hmm… now that I’m getting a better look at this place, maybe I could’ve stayed here instead of living in a cardboard box behind a dumpster. I’d still be informally settling here, but maybe I could do a better job hiding out in an abandoned building. The privacy would’ve been nice, and I would not need to worry about the rain…”

“This part of Canterlot feels very different. Not as many folk walking around, and the streets are more open. It sort of feels like Ponyville… quiet and simple on a good day. I wonder what this place was like back then?”

"Being a squander is a time honored tradition. And there certainly are enough abandoned buildings to pick from here. Still some occupants however, so maybe that is what concerned you at first? That they may see you, and have others come to chase you off? Sadly an option, as dreadful as it is.

As for what used to be here, I haven't read up much on it, but from what I understand, this used to be the main area of the town, back when Canterlot were established. I can imagine the transportation options that became available when the train got introduced, in the other side of town, eventually just made it more convenient for most to move that way. The nobles and richer ponies setting up their homes near the castle to feel more important would have cleared them out too. So in time, it just likely naturally fell out of favor to live here. And now, due to certain laws about historical sites, they have to ensure this part of town keeps the old feel, to comply with the laws. I know it sounds silly, but it is a subsection of a rule regarding mostly dig sites, that I for the life of me, don't know how got added.

We should try and find what will be my home though, before we go sightseeing too much. I can imagine there will be much work to do the- Omen? Where are you going?"

Omen had started to wander off as he talked, seemingly honing in on something. She'd get through about two overgrown gardens as she walked onwards, which did give a closer look on some of the buildings. They weren't uninhabitable, for the most part, just pretty run down, and seemed weathered by time. Some work were needed on all though, to allow electricity, ovens, and such, along with general repairs, but there were something to work with. Not including a few examples where there were large holes, or rubble from a collapsed room off course.

After a bit of a wander though, they'd get to one that seemed to be fully renovated. The garden were moved, the toolshed seemed fresh, the outer walls in an old style, yet clearly having fresh stone used, that had just gotten a sheen to make it seem older. The mailbox were ornate and in an old style, though fresh to the point of the cover not having been removed fully from it yet, And sitting on the doorstep, in front of the oaken door, were Hammond. Looking at the door, and cautiously running his paws over it, before climbing up to the doorknob, and look at his mirror imagine in the shiny, copper handle.

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Soon enough the order were done, and it would be time for the meal to be paid for. And as she had given her word, Scarcity would wander over to the stand, as she were told that with everything, it would be 28 bits. Most of that cost came from all of the drinks, but she didn't much care. She simply withdrew a bit with a diamond embedded in it - a fifty bit - and put it on the counter.

"This should cover things well. Have a pleasant day."

She'd wander off, not waiting to get her change. This were a small power move, to show the others that she were willing and able to pay for what she were asked for. A small one perhaps, but she would do this one step at a time. No need to begin to make things too complicated.

"You kept your end of the bargain thus far. Wise. We will meet you soon."

"Splendid. I shall ensure everything is in order then."

She would wander off with a small wave and a smile at the group. She seemed to be very pleased with how things were going, even if she were in a sphinx deal now. A risky move, but it showed Enzo at least, that she meant business. Not even his own kind tried to run out of those deals. They knew the consequences.

"We will see what will come of this then, devious one...

Is your meal agreeable? I assume this is good by pony standards, Karmic."

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Both Drone and Last stopped starring coldly at one another, and turned to look at the princess with surprise.

"Your majesty, we haven't said a word."

"Krrrxtk. Your dreams play with your mind."

Last had growled slightly, to signal the manetid that she was not allowed to enter Twilight's room, but that was about it. And it wasn't even that loudly. After that, they just started to go back to starring at one another, with both sides remaining unhappy about the presence of the other. Multigenerational warfare, and the feelings that came with it, did not just go away in a day.

"Uhm, Twilight? Maybe it's best if you go back to sleep. I don't think you're rested enough yet. You two can move somewhere else and scowl, yes? Please?"

The ghastly voice of their unseen companion came about, and while both Drone and Last were not keen on leaving, for each their own reason, they would begin to move away, and would find someplace else where they actually could argue, in peace. Though one comment would come from Drone, that'd kinda put into perspective why she had tried to open up once they had returned.

"Sxkrktth. The maidens sleep little. Why do these ponies need so much?"

A question Last did not intend to answer, but a discussion she'd be happy to start, if Drone wanted to begin this. Soon as they were out of ears length.

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"Awh, it's not so bad in here. It just needs some paint and stuff. Maybe a few pillows?"

A small, humanoid with four different wings, a dress seemingly made out of various, stitched together animal hides, and tussled short, beige hair, would flutter down from the ceiling, as she heard Aurora talk about the place. Her orange and green eyes would look at the changeling bemused, as she made a small loop in the air, and ended up placing herself rather near the changeling. Small and friendly, this one looked like. Seemed like their welcome committee.

"Guessing you're the new guests? Hehe, mom brings in all the funniest looking folks."

"Your mom? Who's that, little pixie?"

"Anomaly, you big, fluffy moth pony."

She'd pull her tongue at Happy, showing off a forked, snakelike tongue as she did so.

"Not Discord then? Still draconequus?"

Flaxxy were not sure what were happening anymore, but it seemed like it were making the pixie laugh. Something which showed off a top and bottom row of razor-sharp, predator fangs.

"Hehe, silly doggy. Discord's not the only draconequus. And now, you're home with us. I'll go tell mom. You don't go away now, okay?"

She snapped her slightly sharp fingers, and the door behind them vanished into thin air, before the giggling little thing would begin to flutter away. If Aurora wanted to do, or say something to this one, she should probably do it now.

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"It is but a sliver of calm, for these trying times. I hope for it to help soothe you some, yet it will not carry as much weight as your presence will."

Zeehva's sobbing would start to slow down, and go into lesser expressions of just tears, and a few shivers here and there, as it started to finally get out of her system. She were still sad of course, but she would get somewhat more stable, as she were running out of tears to cry, and staggered over the worst of the emotional hill.

"*sniff* T-Thank you. I just... I n-need to think..."

She'd start to try and get her breathing under control, and slowly start to get better. Her grip would slack, and eventually the waterwork would have halted. She didn't have it in her to think of the subtext of what Magnolia had meant before though. It were pretty obvious, but there was wasn't that sort of strength in her right now.

As she began to grasp things more, she'd look down, and note the open folder, with the newspaper pages beneath them. With a shaking aura, she'd use her horn to get it up, and flip through some of them. The documents had taken up her whole brain space before, so she hadn't really seen these. It seemed to bring a small smile to her face though, as she remembered those who had been helped. She still didn't see herself like they did, but...

"...Thank you, Magnolia. I don't know what I would do without you."

She'd openly embrace Magnolia now, not as desperately, but kindly. She still felt hurt, and miserable. Her eyes were puffy, and frankly, her voice sounded like she might burst into tears again soon. But there were some hope in her now, and Magnolia, as well as these pages, were helping her to cling to that, and get some shaky ground. The statue calming her fear weren't bad either, to take the edge of that issue.

"A sparkle of hope. A beautiful thing to behold. Perhaps it is best if I leave you to it, though if you wish for help to confront your deepest fears, there are several waypoints within this forest, where you can enter my temple. I will help you then, as I would any other student."

It seemed to Fright, that this were not a scene that needed her more, and she would prepare to leave through the gate. Lest there were other words to her, that would be what would happen, and the gate would close behind her.

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On 2021-07-15 at 2:06 AM, Kujamih said:

"Good....wait what?" Light was confused at Blitz answer, But didn't question it further.

"I said stealing is bad. Everypony knows that. You're just being silly, hehe. Silly Light, silly Light."

She'd bounce around Light a few times as she said this, in a style reminiscent of Pinkie Pie. She couldn't keep it going for as long as Pinkie, but she could do this at least, until the weight of her makeshift wings were gonna tire her out too much from this. She'd go back to looking at bows after that.

It should be somewhat apparent by now, that she had a very questionable attention span, and got easily distracted. It worked to keep her in check sometimes, and then other times, it just meant she were bouncing about, talking and looking at stuff at seemingly random. It were weird, but her random, chaotic way of being, could be kept in check, and understood, if you were around her enough. Though most who were that, tended to treat her like an unstable bomb.

On 2021-07-15 at 8:05 AM, Cali said:

"It is entirely possible I got my strange power from an alien source.  Honestly, if anything my magic seems to be more biological in nature. I have had it tested and it is nothing like normal magic. It is...a part of me. It is not spell casting so to speak, it just feels like an extension of my will. When I use it too much, or over-exert it I feel physical pain and I can use it up and it will slowly recover over time. Like a battery. After I got it "transferred" to my body, my eyes turned salmon red and my hair became a more orange color and I never felt the same ever again. Strangely enough when I came here, I don't have to focus in order to maintain this pony form as you see before you." she ponders in deep analytical thought. It was true thoughtfulness, really. 

She looks over at the rusted bows. "Those are of a previously advanced civilization. Once thought to be a myth, or likely discredited. But still, there are likely more advanced civilizations for what you thought once existed upon a certain time period." 

"T-That's a little more covering up than I feel comfortable with. You shouldn't jail others just for asking questions. Just ignore them, and make sure all the evidence goes away. Not witnesses. Just... No. Bad."

Equestria had done stuff like this, but of course, not something most were aware of. Except for Troy, which were one of their reasons for the ongoing conflict between themselves, and Equestria. A war to try and end a monarchy, and force an elected council to rule instead, which the princesses obviously opposed. It was pretty ugly, where the two forces clashed, but most did theirs to not speak about it, or even think about the details. It was ugly, with misinformation on both sides.

"...So you're not normally an alicorn? I didn't expect that, miss. But uhm... Oh boy, I'm not a magic studies sort of pegasus... Maybe the reason your form is ket easy here, that us ponies are everywhere, and usually have at least some degree of magic with us? Maybe something there just kinda... Hits a wavelength, and makes it easier to tune in to? I wish I knew, but it's nothing but a weak guess, miss.

Odd to hear about your magic coming from something outside, but if you say you changed some, I guess that's possible? Some sort of special magic, or infection of some kind. Whatever the case, it sounds like you're doing well with it, and aren't mind controlled, or something like that, so it's positive, yes? Sounds like it, since clearly you're very strong. That can be helpful, if you have somepony you want to protect, or something really dangerous that normal creatures can't fight.

ANd the bow... It's weird, right? We don't even know how to make something like that now, and yet, there it is. Found buried and rusting, far, far down into the ground, in the middle of nowhere. The professor have really been scratching his head about this one, ever since. Same with the other things he's starting to find. It's like at a certain layer down, something like this have a better chance at being found."

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"Are you guys even sure it's a bow? Or the one who discovered it wants to think it's a bow? Why would you not think for ponies to be able to create this machinery? Do you underestimate pony kind?" Light looked at them both. 

" Questions? Am I right?" Then Light looked back at Blitz. He felt the urge to mess blitz hair so he did.

" Hehehe little rascal!" 

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Besides at first turning her head towards the dropping sign to see what it was that fell, Ruby didn't much react to the assumed draconequui's reaction, like she had said to the kitsune during his games, she was a killjoy when it came to these things, and it was no surprise to her that it didn't like it. Charir as usual looked at things curiously as they happened, mainly interested in the constantly changing smiley, but he took no action relating to it.

"Why can't ponies learn to just leave others alone, if the filly wants to blow up things in the forest, why drag her away, especially after the first failed attempt, if it poses no threat to you, why get involved." she would prefer if they didn't get involved even if someone did pose a threat, like her, but at least she could understand the reasoning there. She didn't say it out loud, but it should have been obvious she didn't plan on staying to explore.

 Ruby ignored the bubble song, sure it was annoying, but out of principle she didn't want to give their annoyance any satisfaction, she wanted to make sure she was the most boring playmate it had ever seen.  Charir was of course curious, but the weirdness had gone far enough that he also grew more wary, he of course didn't understand a word coming out of the bubbles, to him it was just noises in a tune, but even he knew that this was not normal, and his own feelings added to what he could sense from Ruby, he too turned rather serious, and by extension, boring.

 Ruby seemed unfazed when the 'town' fell down, she had expected something to happen, so while she hadn't necessarily expected this exactly, she had mentally prepared for it, Charir in other hand was bit more surprised, though it didn't lead to any extreme reactions, and in the end the biggest wonder to him was the material the fake buildings had been made of, since he didn't know what cardboard was. But even if more serious, Charir still had more visible reactions than Ruby, and while Ruby seemingly ignored pretty much everything, Charir listened around as the giggling sounded, and followed with his eyes as the butterflies fly away, butterflies again being something he hadn't really seen, since there weren't many bugs in the homelands.

Ruby didn't fully trust the town after the fake was real either, so when they got to area she knew, she focused on her extra sense, she had many times sensed the treasures, weapons and other things of the various buildings around, so she would be able to tell if something was notably off, after all, the draconequui most likely wouldn't get the details inside houses correct, since why would it focus on things its targets couldn't see?

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"Actually I'm not a dryad." Scarecrow corrected "I'm what is called Evergrown, but that's all I know to tell you, head trauma." he had decided to go with the hitting his head story for good, easiest way to explain his lack of knowledge on his supposed species "The greatest difference between us two is that I lack the ability to speak with nature." he didn't really know what else to say, not that he felt the need to say something.

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"Seeing the town was the plan before...well, Pinkie happened, so I'd say we stick to the plan." Trox stated, the list of places that Pop gave didn't really give anything to the siblings, since besides the marketplace they didn't know what they were besides maybe the concept at best. Things like spas and coffee shops while not nonexistent necessarily, were rare like candy shops were, and for similar reasons, and those that did exist were most likely in the capital city and were only used by the elites. "Getting those maps we talked about could be a good start." Sheska thought about what she heard regarding the spa, it sounded nice to be able to relax like that, but she felt bit iffy about letting someone else that close.

 

 


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