Necromancers in Ponyville

[Doctor-Whooves 288]

Of course, he saw the reasons why they wouldn't accept his plan. But what other way would they be able to reclaim all of the sanctuaries that were rightfully theirs? He thought as he approached the wall of the city. He must be careful here. The Order was beginning to suspect the guards knew their patrols.

[Colt 555]

"Our patrols have discovered that mysterious ponies often patrol the walls from around midnight till five AM. Maybe investigating that would be a good place to start." Pure says. He knows that a dragon would be more able to handle powerful unicorns than any guard would.

 

 

 

“Can I ask some stuff Cap?”  Colt said to his new ally.

“Do you consider yourself a powerfull Unicorn?… in terms of magic of course”  he said looking to the officer. “And if you do what is your record on teleporting distance?”

 

“Also it would be nice to know how should  I call you”

[Harmonic Revelations 8,835]

“Can I ask some stuff Cap?”  Colt said to his new ally.

“Do you consider yourself a powerfull Unicorn?… in terms of magic of course”  he said looking to the officer. “And if you do what is your record on teleporting distance?”

 

“Also it would be nice to know how should  I call you”

"Yes, I trained under a master of destruction magic. Something that now would be considered illegal. But that was many years ago. I also did train for quite some years in the more common magics." Pure said.

 

"My record on teleporting distance is three miles. However it took all of my magic energy to do that, I had to rest before I could cast spells again" He says, in order to answer the second question

 

"My name is Pure Intent, but citizens are expected to refer to me as Captain Pure." He says, in order to answer the third question.

[Honestly2awesome 24]

Scrya was in darkness.

Darkness everywhere

'Where..am i?' she thought, just before a light shone dimly in front of her.

She walked towards other, feeling as though she knew what was ahead.

She heard a small cry.

A baby.

it was a pure white room, the only furniture a small pink baby carriage.

She cautiously looked in it.

A small white unicorn looked up, it brown hair covering its eyes.

"Hello little one..." she said quietly, cooing at the infant.

"Ma..ma....ma..ma....ma..." it cried in her arms.

"Yes..Mama is here..." she said, membering something she locked away long ago...

She brushed its hair from its eyes, only to drop it in horror.

It had dead eyes.

Cold, dead eyes.

She cried out, but no one could help her.

l

[Doctor-Whooves 288]

Shadowheart looked up at the building that he knew from careful reconnaisse was the Guard headquarters. There was no way that he would be able to storm it, not with that traitor in there. Letting out a hiss of air in frustration, he turned and began walking towards his home.

[Colt 555]

@@Harmonic Revelations, 

“I see thanks for the answers Cap ” Colt replied to the captain ignoring his name, the dragon grew to call him Cap anyway.

 

“Unless you have already capture or inhabilitate one of the on the edges of Ponyville you should stop your patrols on the outskirts ” he continued as kicking the cell door open and going to a map of Ponyville he saw while walking to the room. The guardians break in alert but he didn’t even paid attention.

 

“Considering you’re quite an skilled magician maybe as powerful as our bone diggers fiends we can  estimate they are inside the town. We are dealing with n inside issue not an alien one dear Captain” the dragon said pointing to the map.

 

“As I could listen from your subordinates and your stressed magical aura tells me you faced one of them not long ago” the dragon pressed on pointing and explain to the captain. “That leaves us with two possibilities: One. You were able to bested him/her and he is now in the court of its precious reaper,  theory that I will scrap because you free me and there is no signature of a real battle over you or smell of blood.” Colt paused a second and looked around while he was being surrounded by some angry looking guards.

 

“The second option due to the fact that you are here and he didn’t killed you is that he ran away, that means that you are as strong or even stronger that the necromancer. If he is not here that means he sneaked through a most superior number of enemies, even before or after his supposed capture doing so would need a teleportation spell... most likely”

 

“Then we have the one who ended that poor bastard life. He could be or be not the same you faced, it doesn’t matter, he just showed up killed and went away” he stoped an looked to the Captain and its guards “Any one has a guess?” the dragon pointed to one of the guards, that shook his head in confusion “Because he was looking for something, he didn’t find… or he had a grudge against that one but lets go with the first theory”. The dragon took a deep breath while watching the map with red points and a sight that said "DISAPPEARANCES”

 

“He teleported himself in, didn’t find what he was looking for, found me instead decided that I was a threat and then teleported back. You said 3 miles is your record and that left you out of breath but this undead buckers have been doing it with ease once and again. Knowing he she or they ran from a direct conflict we should believe they are at most as strong as you are leaving them able to teleport with ease in less that 3 miles you tell me how much that is. They are Inside this area!” The dragon cut a circle around the red dots and the cuarters with less than 2 miles range on the map.

 

 

“Also I have to say that being able to teleport into a building without knowing how many walls are in there would be stupid and risky, the one that killed your comrade at least had an idea of this palce structure… we may have a worm Cap” Colt looked with piercing eyes and a smile to the guards arround him

 

“They think we are stuppid they have been telling us where they are all this time while looking down on us” he said with an exited smile on his face and glowing golden eyes “That’s good, they wont see what is coming.”

Edited January 20, 2013 by Colt

[Doctor-Whooves 288]

Shadowheart, almost to his home, felt a magical disturbance. Frowning, he turned around to look back at the Guard Headquarters. "No," he muttered. A dragon couldn't possibly be in Ponyville. Not a fully-grown one, at that. But then what was the huge amounts of power that he was feeling from the tower?

 

Activating the communication spell, he broadcast a message to everypony in the Sanctuary. "I'm afriad, brothers and sisters, that they may have a dragon."

[marlyly 186]

After 20 minutes of walking, Voyage finally found an entrance.

She was sealed with magic, but nothing he can’t handle.

The first room was a large hall, most of the basement was in ruin, but you could still fell the old glory of the sanctuary.

 

As he made a few steps, shadows raised from the ruins, some skeleton archers.

Voyage knew where the arrow will ended up even before they were fired at him; he was more bothered by the way the skeletons were “built”.

They were only one necromancy school able to teach how to make bipedal skeletons, and he thought he destroyed it 50 years ago.

 

As the unanimated skeletons were falling into pieces, Voyage decided to speed up.

 

“It’s been a while Harmonic”.

Scrya was in darkness.
Darkness everywhere
'Where..am i?' she thought, just before a light shone dimly in front of her.
She walked towards other, feeling as though she knew what was ahead.
She heard a small cry.
A baby.
it was a pure white room, the only furniture a small pink baby carriage.
She cautiously looked in it.
A small white unicorn looked up, it brown hair covering its eyes.
"Hello little one..." she said quietly, cooing at the infant.
"Ma..ma....ma..ma....ma..." it cried in her arms.
"Yes..Mama is here..." she said, membering something she locked away long ago...
She brushed its hair from its eyes, only to drop it in horror.
It had dead eyes.
Cold, dead eyes.
She cried out, but no one could help her.
l

Anything, he couldn’t find anything.

 

Harmonic was there, the skeletons proved it, but they were no clue of where he was now. The Sanctuary was empty, which mean they were only a few necromancer active, but they were busy and Voyage was just stuck with an empty sanctuary and a cursed necromancer.

 

He couldn’t contact the guard, he could fell the dragon’s magic being used but this one just wasn’t gonna help him, and Harmonic was too powerful to be magically traced without personal material.

 

As he touched his cards one felt from the deck, indicating him the only possible way. It was the necromancer’s card.

 

He made his way through the laboratory and funded her lying on the floor, her face covered of tears but still in stasis. When he first saw her he tried to give her a chance, but now he was wondering:

“Is there any hope for this kind of ponies? What could possibly bring some pony to such atrocities?”

He really wanted to understand her. He knew he could beat her, even kill her, but he wanted to believe they were another way but to curse himself with more blood on his hooves.

 

He took his decision, knowing that if this trick didn’t work, he might even be of the game for a whole century.

 

He threw all his card away, broke all the mystic link between him and it’s, only keeping the necromancer’s one.

He began to feel her power, then adapt his own, melting his energy and very soul into her being.

 

After a second that spent like an eternity he was finally there, in Scrya,’s mind.

He was like an angel in a dark desert of rock. Guided by a sparkle of life he found Scrya, lying on the floor, crying and slowly fading. She raised the head.

“Leave me alone”

 

He looked at her.

“I first tried to make a deal with you, and you refused. Now I can’t do nothing but beg for your help, I won’t lie to you”

As he said this word his angel wings disappeared, he became older and older until all the muscle in his bodies practically disappeared, the light around him faded away.

As he was revealing his true self, in all his pitiful weakness, he touched Scrya’s head.

 

“I lifted my curse, and I’m stuck in your spirit, now please help me. And if you don’t do it for me, do it for the thing you cried for”.

[Rainbow Dash 1,472]

Jack woke up at nightfall. He stretched out and packed a couple supplies. Now to start patrolling the city walls. Jack thought to himself. He started to walk around searching for clues that might point him in the right direction. The air feels wrong in these parts i better prepare myself. Jack then searched around his sack for something he could use should the time come.

[Harmonic Revelations 8,835]

@@Harmonic Revelations, 

“I see thanks for the answers Cap ” Colt replied to the captain ignoring his name, the dragon grew to call him Cap anyway.

 

“Unless you have already capture or inhabilitate one of the on the edges of Ponyville you should stop your patrols on the outskirts ” he continued as kicking the cell door open and going to a map of Ponyville he saw while walking to the room. The guardians break in alert but he didn’t even paid attention.

 

“Considering you’re quite an skilled magician maybe as powerful as our bone diggers fiends we can  estimate they are inside the town. We are dealing with n inside issue not an alien one dear Captain” the dragon said pointing to the map.

 

“As I could listen from your subordinates and your stressed magical aura tells me you faced one of them not long ago” the dragon pressed on pointing and explain to the captain. “That leaves us with two possibilities: One. You were able to bested him/her and he is now in the court of its precious reaper,  theory that I will scrap because you free me and there is no signature of a real battle over you or smell of blood.” Colt paused a second and looked around while he was being surrounded by some angry looking guards.

 

“The second option due to the fact that you are here and he didn’t killed you is that he ran away, that means that you are as strong or even stronger that the necromancer. If he is not here that means he sneaked through a most superior number of enemies, even before or after his supposed capture doing so would need a teleportation spell... most likely”

 

“Then we have the one who ended that poor bastard life. He could be or be not the same you faced, it doesn’t matter, he just showed up killed and went away” he stoped an looked to the Captain and its guards “Any one has a guess?” the dragon pointed to one of the guards, that shook his head in confusion “Because he was looking for something, he didn’t find… or he had a grudge against that one but lets go with the first theory”. The dragon took a deep breath while watching the map with red points and a sight that said "DISAPPEARANCES”

 

“He teleported himself in, didn’t find what he was looking for, found me instead decided that I was a threat and then teleported back. You said 3 miles is your record and that left you out of breath but this undead buckers have been doing it with ease once and again. Knowing he she or they ran from a direct conflict we should believe they are at most as strong as you are leaving them able to teleport with ease in less that 3 miles you tell me how much that is. They are Inside this area!” The dragon cut a circle around the red dots and the cuarters with less than 2 miles range on the map.

 

 

“Also I have to say that being able to teleport into a building without knowing how many walls are in there would be stupid and risky, the one that killed your comrade at least had an idea of this palce structure… we may have a worm Cap” Colt looked with piercing eyes and a smile to the guards arround him

 

“They think we are stuppid they have been telling us where they are all this time while looking down on us” he said with an exited smile on his face and glowing golden eyes “That’s good, they wont see what is coming.”

"This information has been very helpful" Pure said. 

 

"I will see for your release and removal of your criminal record. I won't require it, but perhaps it would be best if you came with us to investigate the area." Pure said, looking right at the dragon. Fascinated by the dragon's deductions.

 

"There are only a handful of buildings in that part of town. We will narrow it down." Pure said, he was about to say something else, when a messenger bursted into the room.

 

"Captain Pure, a message from the princesses." He said, levitating the letter to Pure, who then used his magic to open it. He looked at the letter, in shock and disbelief.

 

"I'm being.....discharged? This can't be right! This has to be a mistake!" He yells.

 

"I'll bet you anything those corpse lovers have something to do with this!" He yelled. He pounded the desk in frustration. 

 

__________________________

Harmonic was resting, he had all the time he needed. He had restored the Everfree sanctuary. This was going according to plan.

He sat up, now looking around, something did not feel right. He sensed something. It wasn't right. Then suddenly he heard a voice all too familiar to him.

 

He quickly dispelled his cloaking spell, revealing the fact he was there in the sanctuary.

After 20 minutes of walking, Voyage finally found an entrance.

She was sealed with magic, but nothing he can’t handle.

The first room was a large hall, most of the basement was in ruin, but you could still fell the old glory of the sanctuary.

 

As he made a few steps, shadows raised from the ruins, some skeleton archers.

Voyage knew where the arrow will ended up even before they were fired at him; he was more bothered by the way the skeletons were “built”.

They were only one necromancy school able to teach how to make bipedal skeletons, and he thought he destroyed it 50 years ago.

 

As the unanimated skeletons were falling into pieces, Voyage decided to speed up.

 

“It’s been a while Harmonic”.

 

Anything, he couldn’t find anything.

 

Harmonic was there, the skeletons proved it, but they were no clue of where he was now. The Sanctuary was empty, which mean they were only a few necromancer active, but they were busy and Voyage was just stuck with an empty sanctuary and a cursed necromancer.

 

He couldn’t contact the guard, he could fell the dragon’s magic being used but this one just wasn’t gonna help him, and Harmonic was too powerful to be magically traced without personal material.

 

As he touched his cards one felt from the deck, indicating him the only possible way. It was the necromancer’s card.

 

He made his way through the laboratory and funded her lying on the floor, her face covered of tears but still in stasis. When he first saw her he tried to give her a chance, but now he was wondering:

“Is there any hope for this kind of ponies? What could possibly bring some pony to such atrocities?”

He really wanted to understand her. He knew he could beat her, even kill her, but he wanted to believe they were another way but to curse himself with more blood on his hooves.

 

He took his decision, knowing that if this trick didn’t work, he might even be of the game for a whole century.

 

He threw all his card away, broke all the mystic link between him and it’s, only keeping the necromancer’s one.

He began to feel her power, then adapt his own, melting his energy and very soul into her being.

 

After a second that spent like an eternity he was finally there, in Scrya,’s mind.

He was like an angel in a dark desert of rock. Guided by a sparkle of life he found Scrya, lying on the floor, crying and slowly fading. She raised the head.

“Leave me alone”

 

He looked at her.

“I first tried to make a deal with you, and you refused. Now I can’t do nothing but beg for your help, I won’t lie to you”

As he said this word his angel wings disappeared, he became older and older until all the muscle in his bodies practically disappeared, the light around him faded away.

As he was revealing his true self, in all his pitiful weakness, he touched Scrya’s head.

 

“I lifted my curse, and I’m stuck in your spirit, now please help me. And if you don’t do it for me, do it for the thing you cried for”.

"Voyage." Harmonic said, a grin forming on his face.

 

"If I knew you were going to come to ME, I wouldn't have bothered sending my minions after you in the first place." He said, a wide smirk on his face.

 

"Now, what do you want Voyage? I don't have all day." He said. His demeanor suddenly turning agitated.

Harmonic stood from the stone table he had been resting on. He looked like he was on edge but not in a way that showed he was inherently ready for combat. He looks like he was remembering something.

 

"You hurt sister Scrya, something I will have to kill you for. How dare you enter this place, foul beast, your very existence offends me." He said. His expression turning into a frown. Fighting Voyage was not something he was looking forward to, especially considering he was hoping that he could be corrupted and turned to his cause. Harmonic realized that it was too late for that by this point.

Edited January 20, 2013 by Harmonic Revelations

[Honestly2awesome 24]

After 20 minutes of walking, Voyage finally found an entrance.

She was sealed with magic, but nothing he can’t handle.

The first room was a large hall, most of the basement was in ruin, but you could still fell the old glory of the sanctuary.

 

As he made a few steps, shadows raised from the ruins, some skeleton archers.

Voyage knew where the arrow will ended up even before they were fired at him; he was more bothered by the way the skeletons were “built”.

They were only one necromancy school able to teach how to make bipedal skeletons, and he thought he destroyed it 50 years ago.

 

As the unanimated skeletons were falling into pieces, Voyage decided to speed up.

 

“It’s been a while Harmonic”.

 

 

Anything, he couldn’t find anything.

 

Harmonic was there, the skeletons proved it, but they were no clue of where he was now. The Sanctuary was empty, which mean they were only a few necromancer active, but they were busy and Voyage was just stuck with an empty sanctuary and a cursed necromancer.

 

He couldn’t contact the guard, he could fell the dragon’s magic being used but this one just wasn’t gonna help him, and Harmonic was too powerful to be magically traced without personal material.

 

As he touched his cards one felt from the deck, indicating him the only possible way. It was the necromancer’s card.

 

He made his way through the laboratory and funded her lying on the floor, her face covered of tears but still in stasis. When he first saw her he tried to give her a chance, but now he was wondering:

“Is there any hope for this kind of ponies? What could possibly bring some pony to such atrocities?”

He really wanted to understand her. He knew he could beat her, even kill her, but he wanted to believe they were another way but to curse himself with more blood on his hooves.

 

He took his decision, knowing that if this trick didn’t work, he might even be of the game for a whole century.

 

He threw all his card away, broke all the mystic link between him and it’s, only keeping the necromancer’s one.

He began to feel her power, then adapt his own, melting his energy and very soul into her being.

 

After a second that spent like an eternity he was finally there, in Scrya,’s mind.

He was like an angel in a dark desert of rock. Guided by a sparkle of life he found Scrya, lying on the floor, crying and slowly fading. She raised the head.

“Leave me alone”

 

He looked at her.

“I first tried to make a deal with you, and you refused. Now I can’t do nothing but beg for your help, I won’t lie to you”

As he said this word his angel wings disappeared, he became older and older until all the muscle in his bodies practically disappeared, the light around him faded away.

As he was revealing his true self, in all his pitiful weakness, he touched Scrya’s head.

 

“I lifted my curse, and I’m stuck in your spirit, now please help me. And if you don’t do it for me, do it for the thing you cried for”.

Scrya stared st the withered pony.

"...I will...I will help you...for my baby..." she said, whispering the last part to herself.

Light shone throughout the dark room, bathing it in an almost ethereal light.

"N-now what?" She was scared. The Order...

They could...

But her train of thought was lost when Ib flittered onto her head.

"...Ib..." she said to the little bug humuculi.

Her precious Ib...

(OOC:...Wow, Scrya started out so happy go lucky...Now she's rethinking her position, and has gone through the lost of a child. Deep.)

[marlyly 186]

Scrya stared st the withered pony.

"...I will...I will help you...for my baby..." she said, whispering the last part to herself.

Light shone throughout the dark room, bathing it in an almost ethereal light.

"N-now what?" She was scared. The Order...

They could...

But her train of thought was lost when Ib flittered onto her head.

"...Ib..." she said to the little bug humuculi.

Her precious Ib...

(OOC:...Wow, Scrya started out so happy go lucky...Now she's rethinking her position, and has gone through the lost of a child. Deep.)

After more than 600 years of life, Voyage had come to the conclusion that they were only a few events he could remember as good.

He will keep the memories of this one forever, as a proof that faith in pony kind is never useless.

 

A tear drop from his eye and as it touches the floor the desert turned into luxuriant vegetation.

He saw that Scrya was still in shock, but now he’ll do anything for her, and it was all that mattered.

 

As his spirit was going back to his majestic form, he took the ex necromancer in his arm:

“Do not fear my child”

They were a blinding light, and they were back in the physical world. As Scrya was drying her tears Voyage looked at the card he used to fusion with her.

“Here take it, that’s a promise”

She looked at the card and holds her in her hooves near from her heart. She began to cry, but Voyage also saw her honest and warm smile. Memories he will cherish forever.

 

Then he stood up, with a serious face.

“We need to leave now, I don’t expect you to help me right now, and things can go at the speed you liked it, but soon I’ll have ….. “erase” this sanctuary”.

 

He gave her the time she needed to rest, and then 10 minutes to garb everything she needed. When they crossed the main entrance Scrya turned back to have a last look, but the old basement they were in a couple of second ago had just disappeared, like it never existed.

 

He then brought her to his old antique shop, carefully avoiding the guards:

“Make yourself comfortable; just try not to touch the artifacts labeled “deadly” or “GOD-LIKE”.

Where do you think we should begin?”

 

(OOC: That’s the magic of RP, sometime everything can happen)

[Honestly2awesome 24]

After more than 600 years of life, Voyage had come to the conclusion that they were only a few events he could remember as good.

He will keep the memories of this one forever, as a proof that faith in pony kind is never useless.

 

A tear drop from his eye and as it touches the floor the desert turned into luxuriant vegetation.

He saw that Scrya was still in shock, but now he’ll do anything for her, and it was all that mattered.

 

As his spirit was going back to his majestic form, he took the ex necromancer in his arm:

“Do not fear my child”

They were a blinding light, and they were back in the physical world. As Scrya was drying her tears Voyage looked at the card he used to fusion with her.

“Here take it, that’s a promise”

She looked at the card and holds her in her hooves near from her heart. She began to cry, but Voyage also saw her honest and warm smile. Memories he will cherish forever.

 

Then he stood up, with a serious face.

“We need to leave now, I don’t expect you to help me right now, and things can go at the speed you liked it, but soon I’ll have ….. “erase” this sanctuary”.

 

He gave her the time she needed to rest, and then 10 minutes to garb everything she needed. When they crossed the main entrance Scrya turned back to have a last look, but the old basement they were in a couple of second ago had just disappeared, like it never existed.

 

He then brought her to his old antique shop, carefully avoiding the guards:

“Make yourself comfortable; just try not to touch the artifacts labeled “deadly” or “GOD-LIKE”.

Where do you think we should begin?”

 

(OOC: That’s the magic of RP, sometime everything can happen)

"Um... Well...I should tell you there are Necromancers everywhere. Rarity is a spy for us. Harmonic seduced her into working for the Order. Don't trust her at all."she said, Ib resting on a bottle rack.

"And Zecora is theirs too, but... She always seemed suspicious to me. So she might be a good guy..." She said, reminding herself of when she last saw the Zebra. Earlier that day She was in a rush, and had a bulging bag...

"She might have planted the cloaks!" she said triumphantly, startling her new partner.

[Doctor-Whooves 288]

Reaching his home, Shadowheart magically unlocked the door, and called off the shadows he had set to protect it. He sat down, and took a deep breath. You need to do this. This is the only way that you'll be able to restore The Order.

 

But he had to be subtle. Celestia couldn't suspect a thing. Taking another deep breath, he closed his eyes. His horn gathered shadow, and he felt his way to Canterlot. It was an interesting spell that he had been perfecting. He reached his target, and grunted with pleasure.

 

Discord magically set the table in the banquet hall, and laughed as the plates rearranged themselves into a statue of himself. A guard cleared his throat, and he put it back reluctantly. Look at yourself. A voice in his head whispered. Listening to a feeble Guard. He shook his mismatched head, trying to clear it.

 

Shadowheart withdrew, and levitated a wine bottle towards him. Taking a sip, he celebrated his success. He wasn't there yet, but with enough patience, he would turn. It wasn't in his nature to serve, or use his powers for anything but the true magic.

[marlyly 186]

"Um... Well...I should tell you there are Necromancers everywhere. Rarity is a spy for us. Harmonic seduced her into working for the Order. Don't trust her at all."she said, Ib resting on a bottle rack.

"And Zecora is theirs too, but... She always seemed suspicious to me. So she might be a good guy..." She said, reminding herself of when she last saw the Zebra. Earlier that day She was in a rush, and had a bulging bag...

"She might have planted the cloaks!" she said triumphantly, startling her new partner.

“Don’t worried about Zecora, I’d thrust this Zebra with my own life. Actually, I think she’s good enough to take all of you down, why would she even need your help?”

 

“You should stay here for a while and make yourself comfortable; I even have my own laboratory in the back of you want. I don’t have dead corpses but it’s still a good place for science. The think you said about Rarity, it’s just the trace I needed to Harmonic”

 

He went at the door.

 

“This place is my sanctuary, Harmonic might be able to locate you here since he knew me, but if anyone tries to go inside, whether it’s a pony or a spirit, I’ll be inform and ready to fight back. You are safe here, fell free to leave or stay. I might need your help once I located Harmonic”.

 

(OOC: 3 am I'm gonna go dudes, see ya tomorrow I hope)

 

Then he aimed for Carrousel.

He had to knock a few time before Rarity answered.

“Who the hell are you, do you know you should NOT! Interrupt a lady’s sleep ?”

“I’m realy tired right now so I’ll do this quick”

As he said, Voyage put his left hoof on Rarity’s head and pushed away the intruder inside her head using a mental wave. He then used another one, and another, and another, each one more violent than the previous, until the evil spirit was nothing but a dark sparkle.

The remaining wasn’t more useful than the skeletons, Harmony had covered his traces well and Voyage tried to think about another way to find him.

 

Since he didn’t directly come to face him, it means that there’s at least one more sanctuary in Equestria.

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Voyage." Harmonic said, a grin forming on his face.

 

"If I knew you were going to come to ME, I wouldn't have bothered sending my minions after you in the first place." He said, a wide smirk on his face.

 

"Now, what do you want Voyage? I don't have all day." He said. His demeanor suddenly turning agitated.

Harmonic stood from the stone table he had been resting on. He looked like he was on edge but not in a way that showed he was inherently ready for combat. He looks like he was remembering something.

 

"You hurt sister Scrya, something I will have to kill you for. How dare you enter this place, foul beast, your very existence offends me." He said. His expression turning into a frown. Fighting Voyage was not something he was looking forward to, especially considering he was hoping that he could be corrupted and turned to his cause. Harmonic realized that it was too late for that by this point.

 

 

His horn and cards began to glow; he forced the little creature to stay In front of him:

 

“I know you are watching me Harmonic. What you did isn’t worse than the ancient master’s work. And I’ll undo everything as I did before.”

The previous mental waves were like walls, but this one was like an explosion inside the creature that disappeared in dust.

 

“Now, time to see what my old pupil is planning”.

Edited January 21, 2013 by marlyly

[Doctor-Whooves 288]

Shadowheart felt something. He set down his wine glass, stood up, and teleported to the Ponyville Sanctuary. He looked around and saw that nobody was there. He frowned, wondering where Scrya was. She almost never left.

He teleported to the town square, and galloped to Carousel Boutique, as Rarity was known to know most things around here. Looking, he saw that the door was open and somepony was trying to manipulate her mind. He yelled and sent a bolt of shadow at the pony's turned back.

[Honestly2awesome 24]

Scrya went into the lab after Voyage had gone.

She was so used to using ponies...

"Well! It's time for change!" she said to Ib, who squeaked back to her.

She looked at the ingredients around her.

"Hmm..a humuculi....but what kind?" she asked her insect-like friend.

She gathered ingredients around her.

"Dog tooth for loyalty, cinnamon for personality, a dash of snake scales, a white Lotus, and a drop...of Merryweather juice." She said, tossing and during them into an empty cauldron.

"Needs color...How about...an essence of white roses? And some red rubies..." she said, the concoction turning a bright fizzy green.

"And now," she said, grabbing a chunk of iron, "te finishing touch."

She murmured softly, dropping the iron in the alchemy soup.

"Rise ny sweet...Rise..." She said, as a form started taking shape.

[Harmonic Revelations 8,835]

“Don’t worried about Zecora, I’d thrust this Zebra with my own life. Actually, I think she’s good enough to take all of you down, why would she even need your help?”

 

“You should stay here for a while and make yourself comfortable; I even have my own laboratory in the back of you want. I don’t have dead corpses but it’s still a good place for science. The think you said about Rarity, it’s just the trace I needed to Harmonic”

 

He went at the door.

 

“This place is my sanctuary, Harmonic might be able to locate you here since he knew me, but if anyone tries to go inside, whether it’s a pony or a spirit, I’ll be inform and ready to fight back. You are safe here, fell free to leave or stay. I might need your help once I located Harmonic”.

 

(OOC: 3 am I'm gonna go dudes, see ya tomorrow I hope)

 

Then he aimed for Carrousel.

He had to knock a few time before Rarity answered.

“Who the hell are you, do you know you should NOT! Interrupt a lady’s sleep ?”

“I’m realy tired right now so I’ll do this quick”

As he said, Voyage put his left hoof on Rarity’s head and pushed away the intruder inside her head using a mental wave. He then used another one, and another, and another, each one more violent than the previous, until the evil spirit was nothing but a dark sparkle.

The remaining wasn’t more useful than the skeletons, Harmony had covered his traces well and Voyage tried to think about another way to find him.

 

Since he didn’t directly come to face him, it means that there’s at least one more sanctuary in Equestria.

 

 

 

 

 

 

His horn and cards began to glow; he forced the little creature to stay In front of him:

 

“I know you are watching me Harmonic. What you did isn’t worse than the ancient master’s work. And I’ll undo everything as I did before.”

The previous mental waves were like walls, but this one was like an explosion inside the creature that disappeared in dust.

 

“Now, time to see what my old pupil is planning”.

 

"Voyage, you cannot succeed this time. Last time you succeeded because of mother's absence, this time we will triumph, and all of Equestria will bow to the order." Harmonic says. His voice echoes off the walls, concealing his true location.

 

"I'll put it simply, if I have to, I'll kill you myself...but I'm confident my creations will have the honor of dismembering you." Harmonic adds, he then starts to laugh manically.

Edited January 21, 2013 by Harmonic Revelations

[Colt 555]

"I'll bet you anything those corpse lovers have something to do with this!"

 

 

Colt took the letter and gave it a look “Keep it down there is no need for your troops to know” he said as the paper on his paw lit on fire from the dragon’s hand. Then he gave a look to the messenger and warp his arm around his neck in a friendly fashion. “You know soldier, there is a necromancer crisis right now… what do you think is more important? The survival of the ponies on this town or a little piece of paper that just went lost” then he slapped softly the messenger on the cheek “You understand right?  ”

 

“Yes we need to move” he said realizing the pony and addressing to Pure , "the Necro’s need materials to work, they cant live without them, and their materials always leave a stench.” The dragon was thinking and looking for a starting point “We have to look for something that can cover that stench.”  

 

Colt then remembered something and asked Pure about it. “What happened to the strange one… the one with the card’s complex?” 

Edited January 21, 2013 by Colt

[Harmonic Revelations 8,835]

Colt took the letter and gave it a look “Keep it down there is no need for your troops to know” he said as the paper on his paw lit on fire from the dragon’s hand. Then he gave a look to the messenger and warp his arm around his neck in a friendly fashion. “You know soldier, there is a necromancer crisis right now… what do you think is more important? The survival of the ponies on this town or a little piece of paper that just went lost” then he slapped softly the messenger on the cheek “You understand right?  ”

 

“Yes we need to move” he said realizing the pony and addressing to Pure , "the Necro’s need materials to work, they cant live without them, and their materials always leave a stench.” The dragon was thinking and looking for a starting point “We have to look for something that can cover that stench.”  

 

Colt then remembered something and asked Pure about it. “What happened to the strange one… the one with the card’s complex?” 

"He..he took off into Everfree, I have the direction that they headed in. Should we pursue them!?" Pure said. He felt indebted to this dragon for at least covering up his discharge for now.

 

"I'll gather a force of guards, we will head in that direction immediately." Pure said, he levitated his helmet onto his head. He only used the helmet in extreme battles, the last time he used it was when he left the Order.

[Colt 555]

"I'll gather a force of guards, we will head in that direction immediately."

 

 “No, I was just wondering, he talked some crazy stuff, the priority is to find the corpse lover’s lair, all else can wait”. He hold pure shoulder and stopped him for a second “Just take the best of your force, we don’t need dead rookies engrossing their ranks”.

 

Colt followed the the captain around the quarters waiting to take the lave and stretching his body, cracking his joints and unfolding his wings. The dragon also focused on his magic preparing for upcoming confrontation. He was feeling  the rush there wasn’t to many times to fight in this times of peace and even less chances to go all out without worrying about killing his opponent. “Lets see how much fun this so called Necromancers can give me ” were his thoughts expecting the battle.

[Doctor-Whooves 288]

Right before sending a bolt of shadow at the pony that was talking to Rarity, Shadowheart felt something trigger the magical proximity alarm that he had set around the Everfree Forest Sanctuary. Somepony, or many ponies were approaching it. He teleported, and stood at the entrance, watching.

[marlyly 186]

There he was the everfree forest, a place filled with black magic. Voyage knew better than any pony the danger of this place, since he was responsible for part of its corruption.

As he began to remember, he didn’t realize he was facing Zecora’s door. The zebra was waiting for him, her mysterious smile on her face.

She began:

 

“It’s been a while, since I saw you master.

You seem bothered, what’s the matter”

 

“I was awakened by a surge of dark energy.

Does that ring a bell if I tell you “necromancy”?”

 

“I knew they ware, still, and infiltrated the enemy.

And for Celestia sake, don’t try to out-rhymed me”

 

They both looked at each others, and began to smile. Voyage was happy, Zecora was one of the few things that never changes in this world, and it was a delight to be close to her.

 

“Ok let’s save the chip-chat. I already know they are a few necromancers in Equestria, and that you faked being one of them. What can you learn me?”

 

“I’m sorry master, that you awaked this night.

As it was the one, when you had to be quiet.

This fool Harmonic, speeded up his evil plan.

And without you it could be, the beginning of the end.”

 

“What plan? Where is he? Are they other I should worried about?”

 

“To the first question, I cannot answer.

By interfering now, you blew up my cover.

I can tell you there’s a colt, and Shadowheart is his name.

He’s got his own plan, but the danger is the same.

He found a new sanctuary, and freed it on his own.

You’ll find him inside of it, but I cant help you more”.

 

“And that’s more than enough, thank you for the advices”

Right before sending a bolt of shadow at the pony that was talking to Rarity, Shadowheart felt something trigger the magical proximity alarm that he had set around the Everfree Forest Sanctuary. Somepony, or many ponies were approaching it. He teleported, and stood at the entrance, watching.

As he was nearing the sanctuary, Voyage recognized a familiar face. The pony of the dark wall he avoided before. He was standing, an old basement behind him.

 

“I suppose you are Shadowheart, and this is the sanctuary”.

He made a step backward, took his fighting posture, and began to draw a rune on the floor with his right hoof.

“I already saw your power, and know where it comes from. Don’t worried, it will painless”.

 

(OOC: next time you want to throw something at Voyage, please quote my last post so I can be aware and quickly answer).

[Honestly2awesome 24]

Scrya was amazed.

Out of the cauldron grew a strange creature.

With a pop, it flew out of the pot, and onto the floor.

The green goop started turning a pale silvery color, and shifted into a dog like form.

Scrya winced when it suddenly burst into light.

"Arf Arf Rowr!" she heard it bark to her.

She looked at her new creation carefully.

At first glance, you would say twas an albino dog, but on closer inspection, you would see that It had a snakes tale, and scales on its legs and ears. And apparently, a more snake like tongue.

Which was licking Scrya's face,making her giggle.

[Doctor-Whooves 288]

There he was the everfree forest, a place filled with black magic. Voyage knew better than any pony the danger of this place, since he was responsible for part of its corruption.

As he began to remember, he didn’t realize he was facing Zecora’s door. The zebra was waiting for him, her mysterious smile on her face.

She began:

 

“It’s been a while, since I saw you master.

You seem bothered, what’s the matter”

 

“I was awakened by a surge of dark energy.

Does that ring a bell if I tell you “necromancy”?”

 

“I knew they ware, still, and infiltrated the enemy.

And for Celestia sake, don’t try to out-rhymed me”

 

They both looked at each others, and began to smile. Voyage was happy, Zecora was one of the few things that never changes in this world, and it was a delight to be close to her.

 

“Ok let’s save the chip-chat. I already know they are a few necromancers in Equestria, and that you faked being one of them. What can you learn me?”

 

“I’m sorry master, that you awaked this night.

As it was the one, when you had to be quiet.

This fool Harmonic, speeded up his evil plan.

And without you it could be, the beginning of the end.”

 

“What plan? Where is he? Are they other I should worried about?”

 

“To the first question, I cannot answer.

By interfering now, you blew up my cover.

I can tell you there’s a colt, and Shadowheart is his name.

He’s got his own plan, but the danger is the same.

He found a new sanctuary, and freed it on his own.

You’ll find him inside of it, but I cant help you more”.

 

“And that’s more than enough, thank you for the advices”

 

As he was nearing the sanctuary, Voyage recognized a familiar face. The pony of the dark wall he avoided before. He was standing, an old basement behind him.

 

“I suppose you are Shadowheart, and this is the sanctuary”.

He made a step backward, took his fighting posture, and began to draw a rune on the floor with his right hoof.

“I already saw your power, and know where it comes from. Don’t worried, it will painless”.

 

(OOC: next time you want to throw something at Voyage, please quote my last post so I can be aware and quickly answer).

(OOC: Of course. My Apologies.)

 

Shadowheart's horn gathered darkness. "Why must you fight the inevitable? You show such great promise as a powerful necromancer, with your tarot cards. Scrya has grown much more powerful than you with the help of the Order."

 

"Don't you see how it is? Celestia is a Tyrant. She defeated Discord, who let everypony roam free and do whatever they liked, and used her excuse of 'Harmony' and 'Friendship' to blind all of you ponies to what she really is. She controls the sun. Don't let her control your life too."