Celestia, and Luna the great rulers of the land are found completely turned to stone , and and a hasty scribbled note is found close by which has the words "Look out for C", And it then abruptly stops. The two alicorns are encased in a very rare type of stone which is highly resistant to normal magic,and can only be undone, by a extremely hard to make potion, which was invented by Star Swirl the Bearded long ago.The ingredients are numerous ranging from common items, to rare treasured items held by royal families.

Princess Candace is brought in to temporary rule the kingdom, as Twilight is tasked with finding the locations of some of the harder, natural ingredients. A reward is set up to anyone willing to help, many ragtag groups are sent out far and wild of equestia, and neighboring kingdoms to find the indigents. This is where the PC's will come in, they are one of these ragtag groups thrown together at the spar of a moment.

The RP will start in canterlot castle right before Candace Talks about the dangers, and the reward.

CS
Name:
Age:(16 +)
Race:(Earth pony/Unicorn/Pegasus/Ect)
Gender:
Appearance:Picture or describing is fine.
Background: 1-2 paragraphs are fine.
Extra: Anything extra?

I will Have my CS up today or tomorrow.

Entertaining notion.
Name: Ksirafai

''I am the jolt of thunder''


Age: 30
Race:Earth pony
Gender: Male
Background: Ksirafai (or Razor) was not a normal colt, he would and could never be a normal colt, since he wasn't born to be a run of the mill colt. No he was born in the cold north on the edge of the Equestria mountains, offspring of a master assassin (his father he would never come to know). She, almost as early as Ksirafai could walk, started to train in him the unsavoury business that was assassination. It was quite simple really, Celestia or Luna would send his mother a letter, and he would follow the institutions of that letter. It was not as horrible of a occupation as some might assume, since all the targets where on things like Changelings. The soulless vermin where at times everywhere and Ksirafai was hence also everywhere.

He enjoyed much success as a royal problem remover, and even had a few conversations with the two sisters themselves at a few points. In the great spires of canterlot however he could never feel at home, at peace or even be that calm. It was only when he was running, feeling the wind blowing through his mane and almost loosing his own breath, that he felt truly alive. Since his serves had been an intensive few years he was gifted something fairly unique from the blacksmiths of the two sisters. His mask a fairly simple construction, and a gesture of gratitude. He would forever come to wear it as a extension of his own skin, rarely removing it.

Those where the days of simplicity. Now not so much, the petrifaction of his two contract givers, the tragic and sad end of his own mother and of course his own decline in ''ignorance'' Ksirafai now is jobless and homeless, living on the road with his few possessions, making his living as a storyteller and bard. However he put even that aside now that he hears the call to serve again, this time to collect several trinkets and herbs to save the royalties. It would be a grand task....and it would be his final task

Extra: Can play the lute and sing rather decently. He is also a hooves to hooves master, preferring to disarm none-changeling foes instead of killing them, since killing is quite unhealthy for the mind. Quiet most of the time, often stands at the back of the crowd and almost always humming something unintelligible. He has yet taken of his mask to the rest of the group and when he talks through it his voice becomes muffled and strange.

This place is about as dead as my hummor

Name:Marionette
Age:24
Race:Unicorn
Gender:Female
Appearance:With red hair, and a blue fur color, Marionette has quite a complementing color scheme. Around Average height, she stands Mane, and tail dinghy looking. She has green eyes, and a cutey mark of a puppet on strings. Her horn is slightly clipped at the very top, hard to notice unless you very close, or have very good eyes. Hidden under her mane, on the back of her head, is burnt black fur which no matter how hard she tried go away.

Background: Marionette Was a traveling Puppeteer, and wood whittler. Making Wooden puppets, for her act. She used to work for a traveling theater, where after the last show was over, she would sell her puppets she made for it. It Lasted for quite a few years, before a mysterious fire broke loose and the director of the theater died, and everyone else went there different ways.

She tried to set up a theater of her own in ponyville, living there in the basement of it. She would once in a great while barrow a book or two from the library mainly bestiary of monsters, and other such things. This only lasted for so long till, another fire broke out, burning the place down, and leaving her broke, and desperate for bits to rebuild her home, she found the Call by the princess for anyone willing to help in the current predicament.

Extra: Marionette Knows a lot of very basic magic, and a A good bit of Special Theater related spells.

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So misty how is your day?

wow no one how sad.

Just when I was thinking of joining, it dies...