MLP - Age of Exploration (D&D 5e Custom System)

[Dumbledoof]

Dreamweaver
It was a little bit easier to get information out of them than Rainbow had first anticipated. She figured that in these parts they would only part with it for gold, or something of equal value that can probably be sold for greater profits. Either or, this guy had taken... not much coaxing at all. Guess Spitfire had done fairly well for a mare that probably couldn't flirt if her life depended on it.

Any and all information on this Borak guy was good information. Flying around and shooting lightning bolts down at adventurers... this dragon sounded like a little bitch! Literally all of them were obnoxious pricks and tended to be far too prideful for their own good. Nationalism and all that was great, not if it got in the way. Luckily for them, they had multiple pegasi. Spitfire, Wind Whistler, herself, that... weird looking pony, and then Applebloom! More than enough to deal with a dragon, she'd say.

Rainbow leaned over sideways to glance over at the alleyway they pointed to, frowning deeply. She wasn't one to normally go walking into dark places in unfamiliar territory. "We've got plenty of wings for the job. Flying isn't much of an advantage when most members in your party can fly as well." She replied shortly, looking at the merchant out of the corner of her eye. "Any secret passcodes or somethin' we might need? Do ponies still do that?"

Might as well ask. You never know.

 

[Cyan Hide]

Dreamweaver GeneralTyrus

(Just a warning that I'm having internet trouble again and I'm having to post this from college. I swear to god, I don't think 'll be able to relax until I switch providers to anyone but B.T., and my sister moves out and takes her cable-chewing rabbits with her.)


Wind was taken aback by the response, but not surprised. Her ears flattened and she bowed her head. "I apologize," she muttered. She looked around at the docks. Half the ships were ramshackle and repaired so many times there was little of the original left. The other half were ex-Storm King fleet. The insignias were still visible even if they'd been painted over in a futile attempt to hide their origin. The medley of races sharing this space in....maybe not harmony, but peace at least, was inspiring. That said, Wind Whistler was put on edge by the presence of Centaurs. With Tirek's escape from Tartarus several years ago, the ponies of Dream Valley suddenly became very nervous that they lived so close to Midnight Castle, Tirek's old home.

Applebloom reassured Wind, and she smiled back at the tall mare and nodded her thanks and appreciation, letting Applebloom take the lead. Wind didn't think she'd ever have mustered the gall to take the hammer like that but maybe an offer of assistance that forthcoming was exactly what was needed. She waited to see what would happen.

 

[Avedon]

Dreamweaver
"Oh yeah? I'm kind of a big deal too. I'm doing one of them whatchamacallits? Heroics? You know being a hero. Fighting children and saving crime. All that stuff!"
She smiles
"You're pretty nice! Most of the ponies that pop out of nowhere try to kill me or my four whole friends."
She said that rather braggingly, running her hoof over her chest.
"A smith would be a great spot to start then...Hey you know who runs this city?"

 

[Dreamweaver]

Avedon
Trixie just... smiled at the idiot! This pony was kind of cute in a strange way and Trixie was a little interested in getting to know them! So she would accompany them for a time. At the mention of who ran the city, Trixie just smiled. "Ah, yes. Me." She winked a bit. "The Council of the Seven Stars runs the city. I am a member on the council, along with other high ranking ponies... and griffons, and minotaurs, and whatever else is worthy to be there."

With that being said, Trixie started walking towards the nearest blacksmith! "I never did get your name, by the way. What's your name?"

Soon enough the pair arrived at the blacksmith, and Trixie held the door open for Valentine. "Head on in there and ask him some questions, but please keep your hooves to yourself. No more slamming on windows."

Dumbledoof
The stallion just stared at them. "... No, there's no passcodes. Oh, before you go!" He reached under the table and... pulled out a magazine. Spitfire blushed and then groaned and then signed the damn thing for him. It was a small price to pay with how helpful he had been. "... Thanks, bye!" He said while they walked off, waving goodbye to them.

Spitfire sighed and looked towards the alleyway, feeling a little chill creep up her spine as she did so. "This seems totally safe and absolutely won't end in bloodshed." She said comfortingly, keeping a few of her more potent spells ready just in case they needed to make a fiery escape.

Spitfire walked into the alleyway cautiously and just called out, "... Little Shadow?" and nearly immediately a small colt appeared in front of them! He led them further down the alleyway and opened a secret door, which led into a black market of sorts.

Cyan Hide GeneralTyrus
While Applebloom's idea to offer aid was a good one, they also had to really think that through. Did they really have time to just... help repair a ship? They had a job to do and it would probably be quicker to find information on Borak elsewhere, rather than help out and then get told something. Luckily for them, it didn't seem like the dockworkers actually wanted any help at all!

He scowled at Applebloom and grabbed his hammer back, glaring at her and Wind angrily, but mostly glaring at Applebloom. "We ain't needin' no damned help, 'specially not from no mare! Ye turn yer cute lil flank right 'round 'n' head back to whatever tavern ya crawled your wench behind outta!" He barked at her, before promptly going back to hammering in more boards to repair the ship...

A few of the other tradesmen mumbled in agreement with the louder one.

 

[Dumbledoof]

Dreamweaver
Good thing that wasn't a thing anymore. "Passcodes have always been stupid anyway, especially since at least one pony tends to write theirs down somewhere, which blows the whole secret." Rainbow was mostly talking to herself for that entire thing. She smirked a little bit at Spitfire when the stallion pulled out a magazine, but said nothing about it. She may be very well known around Equestria, but Rainbow isn't a super star celebrity like Spitfire.

That'll be changing soon enough when she picks up a bit more traction as a Wonderbolt. Then she can share Spitfire's grievances over such little things like this! A great bonding experience!

Walking into the alleyway, she didn't get any sense of fear, but she was certainly wary. There isn't anything that could come their way that would scare her, but she certainly didn't want to be attacked still. Getting clawed or stabbed or slashed or... really, touched by anything sharp with some force behind it, was painful. Always pretty painful. That immediately is a total no-go for Rainbow. Not a masochist.

As Little Shadow appeared and led them off to what seemed to be a black market, Dash glanced critically around the place, leaning over to whisper into Spitfire's ear. "Stay close together. If you've got anything valuable on you, keep a close eye on it."

 

[Cyan Hide]

Dreamweaver GeneralTyrus


This time it was Wind's turn to put a reassuring hoof on Applebloom's shoulder. "Come on. They've made it clear that they do not wish to cooperate, and that we are not welcome here. We should try to find out information in one of the inns. A few drinks may have loosened some tongues and lifted some spirits."

More than anything, Wind hoped that Applebloom didn't try to start a scene with the rude sailor. Celestia knows Wind Whistler really wanted to give him a piece of her mind, and was suppressing the desire to because such an act would be illogical and highly counterproductive, if cathartic. They needed to find out information regarding the Blue Dragon, and getting into an altercation would not aid them in that goal. That said, if Applebloom gave in and answered back, and a fight did ensue, Wind had her friend's back.

 

[Avedon]

Dreamweaver
"Really? My second idea was like to go see whoever ran the city and see if they had done something to tick off a dragon since it was targeting ponies from this place! I had a whole song and montage ready to sing to them to get them to talk about dragons, and truth, and flossing! I hear Equestrians love that stuff."
She paused and gave a little bow
"I am Valentine d'vaal Dampierre! A prime and elite devil of the Nine Hells and one who will see it all ruled under my great hooves! The great Blood War will be crushed and the mortals of this world will wail in terror as evil stands united as in their most primal and feared days of eld!...Nice to meet you! I really love your hat!"
She smiled happily and innocently as she walked inside, glad to have made a new friend. That was five. And some bitches had to take friendship lessons and whatnot. She was the best. Now to speak those words that would instantly get the attention of any shopkeeper.

"Hello? I'm a crazy adventurer needing to spend ludicrous amounts of money! I've got junk to sell and I'm not afraid to use it!"

 

[GeneralTyrus]

Dreamweaver Cyan Hide

Applebloom had damn near clocked the stupid cur in the face, but the feeling of Windy's hoof on her shoulder calmed her a great deal. She'd inhale, and turn, trotting away, motioning for Cyan to follow, "Why Ah oughta..." She'd growl. Windy could see the muscle tensing violently across her body, something that Applebloom had trouble restraining. She'd look at Windy after getting a good distance, "Ah don' like this place, Windy... Ponies here ain't like they are at home." She'd say, growling to herself, "Le's jus' see if we can't find what we need else where. No point in startin' a fight. Far more than we could probably handle anyways." She'd say, grunting in annoyance.

 

[Dreamweaver]

Avedon
"Oooohhh you're a devil. That explains the appearance and the total lack of intimidation at all~" Trixie said with a little smile, though she blushed a bit when Valentine complimented her hat. Yes Valentine, that's the way to Trixie's heart! Through her vanity! When the pair arrived at the blacksmith, Trixie stayed outside while Valentine dealt with him.

"Eh?" the blacksmith looked up from the helmet he was working on and stared at the newcomer. She just said his two favourite words; adventurer and money! "Welcome to The Broken Blade Blacksmith! What can I do for you, young..." He just stared at her. What the fuck was she, exactly? Like a weird bat pony? "... What can I do for you, young mare?"

Dumbledoof
The magazine had nothing to do with the Wonderbolts or anything of the sort. Nope, it was a nudie mag. That's why Spitfire was so annoyed by it, since that's what this blacksmith knew her as! She wasn't the Wonderbolt Captain, she was just... a model!

When Dash leaned over to whisper in her ear, Spitfire looked back over at her and nodded. Keep your valuables close... okay! She reached out and grabbed Rainbow for a moment. "This is my valuable thing. Stay away!" She said to nopony in particular, before letting Rainbow go with a laugh! That was cute but now onto more serious matters.

As they began walking, they were waved over by a stallion in a small tent. He stared at the two of them and then arched an eyebrow. "Rainbow Dash and Spitfire Flamestrike, in the flesh. A pleasure. My name is Serrated Steel." He held out a hoof, which Spitfire cautiously took and shook. He held it out to Rainbow as well.

"You two... have a small reputation as adventurers. I hear you're looking for information on a dragon. I say, you do something for me, and I do something for you..."

Cyan Hide GeneralTyrus
It was at this point that the two were approached. A small stallion wandered up to them, having been leaning against a fence nearby and watching the altercation. "Greetings! I mean no harm." He quickly showed that he was, in fact, unarmed. This was a shady place and he didn't want to come off aggressive at all. He spoke with a very high class accent, which was strange that he would be hanging around a place like this.

"I must say, I have never seen a pony stand up to Broken Oar like you just did." He said while pointing at the rude sailor who was totally oblivious. He was speaking mostly to Applebloom, but nodded a bit at Wind before motioning to Apple. "And truly, look at you! A spectacle. You maybe the largest, most muscular mare I've seen. I hear that you're looking for information of Borak, and I'd like to make an offer."

He bowed to them. "I run a very popular fighting ring here at these docks. If the two of you can best the gauntlet, I may just be able to provide something to help you on your journey."

 

[Dumbledoof]

Dreamweaver
Rainbow Dash hadn't caught a very good look at the magazine the blacksmith had gotten Spitfire to sign. Of course, seeing how annoyed they were... she still had no idea. Must've been something Spitfire wasn't exactly too proud of. Like her modeling career! Must've had something to do with her modeling in the past. Rainbow certainly has a number of her... more provocative magazines. As Spitfire's marefriend, she reserves the right to own as many of those magazines as she likes!

A blush spread across Rainbow's face when Spitfire suddenly hugged her. A happy little grin came to her face, despite really wishing it wouldn't. "Y-Yeah. No touching. Private property..." She mumbled in response. That's a bit embarrassing and really heartwarming at the same time.

That's when a random stallion in a tent decided to call the both of them over. Dash was only following Spitfire at that point. This really didn't seem like such a great idea, following them into a tent, but they were looking for information. She'd rather listen in on some conversations perhaps regarding the dragon, but maybe this could be a tad bit faster.

Pointedly, Rainbow did not move to shake their hoof. She just stared him down. "No offense, guy; been on enough adventures to stop shaking other's hooves. Particularly Discord." She said flatly. "Gonna have to explain what you want us doin' before we agree to anything."

 

[Avedon]

Dreamweaver
Broken Blade was probably the worst possible name for a blacksmith Valentine had ever heard. It didn't exactly insprie confidence in the products!
"Well I'm heading out to the desert to fight dragons and stuff. I need any kind of blue-dragon gear you might have gotten or heard about! I mean they're resistant to their own element right? You own a really nice quality shop here, I'm sure you have ALL the best stuff a blacksmith in this city could hope to make!"

 

[GeneralTyrus]

Dreamweaver Cyan Hide

Applebloom would watch the pony with a wary expression, before he'd prove he was unarmed. She'd smile, and lend an ear, listening to what his offer was, "Ya want us both to fight in yer arena?" She'd ask, raising a brow, "Well... Ah wanna know something before we discuss this. Is it to the death, and if not, what happens to us if we lose?" She'd ask, having a suspicion that this could still be a trap. Neither of them knew about the culture after all. She'd look at Windy, smiling faintly, before leveling her gaze back to the stallion.

 

[Cyan Hide]

Dreamweaver GeneralTyrus

Wind listened to the offer with...a raised eyebrow to say the least. Here she was, a visibly scrawny, soft Pegasus with a cittern on her back and a white ribbon in her tail, being asked to perform in a fighting ring. Applebloom made sense. Even for an earth pony, she was very strong, and from their travels, Wind knew that she knew how to fight. Applebloom asked several very logical questions. Wind returned her smile, and stood beside her, facing the mysterious stallion.

"When you say 'if the two of us can best the gauntlet', are you suggesting that we fight together, or must we fight separately?" she asked, adding her own question to the end of Applebloom's questions.

 

[Dreamweaver]

Avedon
Okay that really interested the blacksmith. He loved being sweet talked about how good his products were! And indeed, they were marvellous. Some of the suits of armor in here would cost more than a mansion, being heavily enchanted and completely ludicrously priced. But high level adventurers could pay that. "Yes, items made from a dragon are resistant to that type of dragons element, or charged with it. However..." He shrugged his shoulders. "Dragon products are... rare, m'dear. Usually it's something I am brought, not something that I keep in stock."

He leaned forward a bit and whispered. "Despite that... I have heard rumors that Lady Goldstream has recently acquired a few different blue dragon-related items. She is holding a party right now, just on the other end of the Noble District. If you were to go there and ask around..." He let that hang there.

"... I wouldn't go looking like that, though. And you can't just walk in, you'll need a pony to vouch for you."

Dumbledoof
Serrated Steel just nodded a bit as Rainbow Dash declined his hoofshake, and shrugged his shoulders. "That is fair. Although, Rainbow Dash... there are about a dozen crossbows currently aimed at you, your marefriend, and every other shopper here. The next time you walk into a shady looking place and decline a hoofshake, maybe think twice. If we wanted you dead, you would be dead. We don't want you dead, you're a client!"

He was a business stallion after all! His business was just, uh... shady as fuck.

"It's quite simple, really. I heard you asking about Borak, the Blue Dragon... and I happen to have heard a bit about him. For one, I know that we stole his child! Well not us exactly, some other noble in the city. Lady Goldstream, her name is. A real slippery bitch." He chuckled a bit. "I have heard that baby is still in the egg, and is being incubated at the tip top of Goldstream's manor. I want that egg."

Spitfire... looked a little unsure. On the one hoof, stealing an egg was evil. But on the other hoof, wasn't willingly letting an egg grow up to be raised as an evil dragon also evil? Perhaps they were keeping the egg to raise it as a productive member of society. But True Dragon eggs were also not permitted in Equestria, so...

"I... Yes, I think we can do that?" Spitfire asked while looking over at Rainbow. Her plan was simple... take the egg, and fucking run with it. Don't sell it to these fucks.

Cyan Hide GeneralTyrus
The stallion could almost sense Wind's hesitation and smiled gently at her before answering their questions. "It is not to the death. What sort of barbarians club do you think I run? The rules are to knock out, surrender or physical immobilization, immobilizing spells are not allowed. If you lose, you'll wake up at an inn somewhere in the city. I... don't allow ponies to just wander into my club, you will be escorted there blindfolded."

Obviously, since it was super illegal to just have a fight club.

Then he focused on Wind. "You look apprehensive. Yes, you can fight together. But, my little pegasus friend... I am sure you are capable of fighting on your own if you had too. Unless that magical cittern on your back is just for show?"

 

[GeneralTyrus]

Dreamweaver Cyan Hide

"If we both get knocked out, how exactly can we be sure you'd hold up any sort of safety for us?" She'd ask, watching the pony closely. She remembered Flim and Flam being sly with their words, and was wary of any random offers unless she got the hard facts about it. SHe'd look to Wind once more, "And if I were to agree, would I be able to fight by myself, and Wind stay out of it? Say to secure my safety." She'd say, standing a little closer to Wind.

 

[Avedon]

Dreamweaver
Valentine was intrigued. She rubbed her chin.
"Hmm, how should I look at them then? Like this."
She squints her eyes tight.
"Like this?"
She crosses her eyes, she tries out a couple more silly expressions before shrugging!
"How about I just wear something really fancy so they're too busy staring at my body to notice the rest? Now I just need the pony to vouch for me...Hm, maybe I'll ask my new friend Trixie who runs the city. Maybe she might know someone important. Like...the city's best cupcake maker or something really dignified..."
She taps he hooves in deep thought.

 

[Dumbledoof]

Dreamweaver
Rainbow would have made a biting remark about not caring even the least bit about the crossbows... but she actually had to. Spitfire was right here next to her. She wasn't just worrying about herself at the moment, not when her marefriend would also be in harms way. So... she just kept her tongue still for the moment. It wasn't the right time to pick a fight with this pony. Maybe after they're done with the job she can go running her mouth.

So she stayed silent as Serrated Steel explained what it was the job he had. Lady Goldstream was illegally harboring a dragon egg up at the very top of her manor in Saddle Arabia. She'd ask who this pony was, but in reality, it probably wasn't all that important. If that egg had been stolen then that probably meant Borak was angrily just attacking ponies because... well, they kidnapped his child! She'd be pretty pissed off and ready to murder if somepony has kidnapped her own foal. It's just low to take easy pickings on a defenseless child.

But this information really only did one thing. She now knows where the dragon egg is. Sounds like a pretty simple task, albeit dangerous; go to Goldstream's manor, retrieve the egg, return it to Borak. Maybe then convince him to go back to where the other dragons generally live.

"Sure. Go to Lady Goldstream's place, sneak—or fight, I'unno—our way to the top, retrieve the egg, and then bring it back here?" Rainbow recounted coolly. She glanced over at Spitfire. Definitely not going to be bringing it back to Serrated Steel. This time, she actually held out her hoof to him. "Sounds simple enough. Deal. Hope you've got a good reward for this, buddy."

While the idea of turning another dragon into a great addition to society, like Spike with Twilight, sounded like a good idea... he was an outlier, not the norm. The kid deserved to be with their parents.

 

[Cyan Hide]

Dreamweaver GeneralTyrus

"Oh, we can use items? I imagine weapons are forbidden, but if I am allowed my cittern, for example, I would fare much better." Wind muttered to herself. She looked up. Applebloom's offer was the most logically sound but Wind Whistler had the impression that this stallion wished for them both to fight, and preferably separately. She expected a no deal. She also thought of a few things that it would be wise to get his word on.

"Before we agree, I would also like your promise that, if we should lose, and wake up safely at an inn as per your word, we wake up with all of our weapons, gold, items and other effects perfectly untouched."

 

[Dreamweaver]

Avedon
The blacksmith honestly didn't know what to make of Valentine. She came off as adorable and fucking insane at the same time, so he just smiled nervously and nodded along with her shenanigans. At the mention of Trixie he visibly perked up. "You know Lady Trixie??" He said with a visible amount of shock on his face at that revelation. Wow, that was unexpected! How did this insane mare know Trixie, exactly...?

Not his problem. He just nodded his head at her as a few other customers walked in the door. "Yes, Lady Trixie would be a fine way to get into the party. However, if that's all... I have other customers to attend too. I hope you have luck in all of your travels, friend!"

Dumbledoof
Serrated Steel obviously had his doubts about this. While he knew absolutely nothing about Spitfire aside from her skill as an aerial acrobat, he knew quite a bit about Rainbow Dash from her adventures. Rainbow was solely on the side of good and seemed to be a rather straight and narrow pony from what he had gathered. So trusting these two to just grab the dragon egg and return it to him was a bit of a stretch...

Regardless, he took Rainbow's hoof and shook it. And then the earth ponies voice filled her mind. "Do not betray us, Rainbow Dash. We would never hurt an Element of Harmony, due to all of your connections, but the same does not hold true for your marefriend. Return the egg to us, or she dies. We have the means to do it. Just bring the egg here and you will be rewarded handsomely."

That was the most straight forward threat ever! Spitfire seemed to notice that a kind of interaction just took place, simply from how Serrated Steel and Rainbow Dash locked eyes for a few moments longer than necessary. She didn't know what had just happened though.

"Let's go Rainbow, we have a dragon egg to steal." Spitfire said while grabbing Rainbow's leg, tugging her along out of the alleyway.

Cyan Hide GeneralTyrus
The stallion looked like he was really beginning to lose his patience. The questions that they were asking were fair, but there was just way to many of them. "You can fight as a team or alone. There's no way I can guarantee your safety if you fight together and fall together, you just have to trust me. Yes you can use magic, the only magic that's forbidden is the kind that ends a fight instantly, like that Hold Pony spell. All ponies keep anything they are carrying when they wake up, but again I cannot possibly guarantee that from your point of view. It's a matter of trust."

With that being said the stallion turned around and started walking away. "I have a club to get too. Either follow me or don't, but you'll be missing out on some easy magical items."

 

[Avedon]

Dreamweaver
"She's right outside. She sent me in here to buy something...I think."
She had sort of forgotten'
"Farewell little hammer-chef!"
She went out to see Trixie
"Hey, the sword-doctor said I need to go to a super fancy party. You want to come with me? I bet I can get you in!"

 

[GeneralTyrus]

Dreamweaver Cyan Hide

Applebloom would watch as the pony became annoyed, but she didn't give a shit, she didn't trust him. He seemed to try and be decent, but she wasn't completely sold. Slowly, she turned to Windy, "Windy, we can do this, but only if you agree." She'd look back to the stallion, "I don't know if I trust him or not, but... If you want to go with him... I'll follow you." She'd say, smiling at her, "And if we do, maybe it would be best if we fight together. We could watch each other's back." She'd say, before waiting for Windy's answer, smiling. She was letting Windy know she didn't mind her choice, whatever it may be.

 

[Cyan Hide]

Dreamweaver GeneralTyrus

Wind watched him start to walk away, and turned to Applebloom. "I trust him to not have explicitly told a single lie to us, but other than that, I am suspicious. Still, he is the only lead we have. I think we should follow him, play his game, and find out what reward he has offered us and if it will help us in our quest. And of course we fight together. It's the logical thing to do," she answered Applebloom, giving her a grateful smile as she cantered to keep up with the stallion.

 

[Dreamweaver]

Avedon D. Rex
Trixie had been listening to this whole conversation from outside the door and was actually cracking up with laughter. She didn't know if Valentine was serious with her little quips or completely retarded, but either way she found it absolutely hysterical! Valentine opened the door to find Trixie giggling brightly. "Hammer-chef! Sword-doctor!! Where are you coming up with this?!"

Trixie opened her mouth to speak, but was caught off guard as a flash of blue light appeared beside her. Trixie immediately recognized it as Empress Luna's magic. Both herself and Valentine would see a dragon now standing there.

Trixie just stared at Rico. The two could almost immediately tell that they shared blood, since Trixie was actually a blue dragon heritage sorcerer. While not a dragon, she had a dragons magical capabilities and a few other things like scales when she wanted them. "... Hello. Are you the new addition that Luna was talking about?"

Cyan Hide GeneralTyrus
After a few minutes of following the stallion, they were led to one of the busier inns on this side of town. They were taken around back of the inn, where there were a few other beings gathered. Some ponies, a few griffons, even a minotaur and a dragon. All of them were waiting for this stallion apparently as they nodded to him when he approached.

He produced a blindfold for each person there, including Applebloom and Wind Whistler of course. "Putting on this blindfold means you consent to the battles which will take place. Please put the blindfold on, and then you shall be escorted to the fighting grounds."

 

[D. Rex]

A dragon, majestic and powerful! Proud fierce creatures. And to be blessed by Celestia a thing to wear as a badge of honor. Effectively a knight of the Sun!


None of this applies to Rico. There stood a lanky teenage dragon with a very annoyed look on his face. With scales a color in between blue slate and a thundercloud, overtop which was fine armor!

Technically it was fine armor... it Looked more like he had just grabbed pieces of armor plates and strapped them into themselves. Some of which looked like they were probably made for ponies. Altogether the armor looked loose and disheveled, like he had just picked something in a hurry. Speaking of which, the particular large mace he had resting on the ground did look like one from a particular display in the the castle... Certainly not a model warrior of Celestia...

Do here he was. With two ponys. As to be expected... one of which was expecting him. He looked at her. Not with any sort of obvious recognition. Dragon heritage or no... she was still obviously a pony.


Still. She asked him a question. So it behooved him to answer to the best of his ability. He straightened his rebelliouslly poor posture, he took a deep breath and spoke as gracefully as possible.


"No." He Lied.

It was pretty obvious that he was, though.

Dreamweaver

 

[Avedon]

Dreamweaver D. Rex
Valentine shrugged as she came out of the blacksmith.
"I mean...that's what he is! Weapon mid-wife doesn't roll off the tongue as good as the others."
She stretched smugly with her hooves behind her head, wobbling a bit on her hind-quarters.
"I calls em like I sees em Trixie."

She fell over in complete surprise when the dragon showed up!Picking herself up off the floor and quickly getting back to her leaning position and watching him.
"...Spicy iguana. Bam. See Trixie? I'm on a roll."