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one of the caravaners looked over and said openly, "Well, you don't see that every day."

 

A gust of wind blew past, just at that moment, one strong enough to send all of ponies in the area sprawling, and toppled over most of the wagons being pulled in the caravan.

As soon as the wind stopped, everypony looked up in the direction opposite that the wind was blowing, only to see a man standing there, in front of the demon door. And, yes, i said a Man. A real, bonified human.

 

The man laughed and said, "How can you possibly hope to defeat me, if you can't even stand on your own two feet when I appear? oh, i'm sorry, did i say feet? I meant hooves." he laughed again, "It really is quite amusing, to see you all prancing about on your adorable little 'quest', but I must say, I highly recommend that you stop what you're doing immediately, and go home. You have no Idea the powers you're meddling with, here. Just leave it to the professionals, namely me, and everything will be fine."

 

The man stares at the group, awaiting a response.


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The man chuckled and said, "You can't even recognize the man you're out to kill? And you call yourselves adventurers!?", he laughed as he said this, "Oh this is too rich. whell, since you asked so nicely, I am sparrow, not that i particularily enjoy the monicker. But please, lets not be so formal! Call me," -pause for dramatic effect- "Moden." he said darkly.

 

He flicked his hand pulling the party closer to him. "Now mark my words, my little ponies. If you should Dare continue your pathetic little quest to stop me, you will die."

 

He telekinetically threw you back towards your original locations and vanished in a puff of smoke.


Sure, I'm an artist. And the best kind no less, I'm a musician.

 

See? http://soundcloud.com/hupondroid

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A strong wind blew past, and the ground grew dark. Looking up, you could see that a storm was heading your way. You could hear the low rumble of thunder in the distance, accompanying bright streaks of red and blue lights blinking rapidly across the heavily dark clouds looming overhead. The wind brought with it a draft smelling strongly of smoke. Bordering the horizon you could see a deep orange glow reflecting strongly against the utter blackness of the sky.

You intuitively understood it as being a fire, and if appearances hold true, it's coming from the town you were heading towards.

 

Save for the occasional flash of lightning, the road ahead was almost completely devoid of light.


Sure, I'm an artist. And the best kind no less, I'm a musician.

 

See? http://soundcloud.com/hupondroid

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