Crosswinds grinned as he landed on the back of an unsuspecting guard,” “ello mate. I’m a bit lost mind pointin’ me in th’ right direction?”
The guard looked up in surprise as Crosswinds slammed a hoof into the side of her head. She crumpled to the floor unconscious. Crosswinds quietly laid her down and signaled for his fellow pirates to start laying the charges in the feeding troughs. The pegasus looked around the room in mild disintrest before he heard someone shout,” Fire in the hole!”
BOOM!!
Dust and debris flew through the air as the wall was destroyed. Crosswinds calmly walked through the hole and greeted the surprised slaves,” Alright if ye want freedom come with us otherwise well sty here I guess.”
The slaves stared blankly at him before they started to look to each. They were perplexed as to what they should do. Years of servitude showed itself as they hesitated. One earth pony, a mare with dark brown fur stepped forward cautiously,” Are we really free?”
Crosswinds grinned before nodding,” Why would I offer freedom if ye weren’t gonna get it?” He glanced at the pony beside him,” What kinda question is that?”
Slowly, carefully the earth ponies started to file out of the hole, almost afraid this was a trick concocted by their unicorn masters. Crosswinds followed the skittish slaves out of the pit. The pirates led them out of the dome through the guard doors onto the battlements. When the earth ponies saw the moon and the gentle breeze hit their faces they realized this was real. They were startled though when they heard the sound of a massive battle ringing through the air. Crosswinds spat at the ground and turned to the grey earth pony beside him,” Take em to the rendezvous point Glint, I’ll go ‘elp our distraction.”
“Aye sir,” Glint grunted,” Alright let’s move out. Follow me.”
Crosswinds launched himself into the sky with a pump of his wings and took off toward the battle. As he flew he spotted Swansong running along the tops of the wall toward the battle that Crashing was waging. He called out to her,” Oi lass. Ye be goin’ my way?”
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Crashing Wave spat out a glob of blood as he raised a crude barrier, a pair of spears clinking harmlessly against it. The alicorn took a moment to collect his breath, his chest heaving. Rivulets of blood ran down his body staining his fur crimson. Each movement sent pulses of pain throughout his body. Crashing lowered the barrier just as a unicorn rushed it and clamped his jaws around the poor fool’s neck. With a savage jerk Crashing ripped his throat out. The unicorn fell back with a strangled gurgle onto the bloodstained stone tiles. Gore and carnage surrounded him and yet the lunar guards kept coming. Crashing looked up to see more unicorns climbing onto the battlements. Suddenly his back erupted in pain as a spear buried itself into his back.
Crashing held back a scream of pain and collapsed. Just before he hit the stone a second spear imbedded itself in his back. He looked up and spotted a pair of unicorns sporting wings not unlike a butterfly’s. With a pained grunt Crashing Wave ripped the spears out of his back with his magic and launched them at the two. One screamed in pain as one of the spears ripped through his belly, causing him to falter then fall to his death. The other seraph was luckier, or so she thought. A tendril of water latched onto her leg and pulled her down onto the ground. She hit the stone tiles with bone crunching force, the impact killing her.
Crashing Wave looked at the charging unicorns with half lidded eyes. He didn’t know why he felt so tired. ’Might be th’ blood loss,’ Crashing chuckled finding it oddly funny. He felt another spear rip through his coat but his body felt oddly numb, the sensation nagging. The unicorns sent spears, magic bolts and arrows flying at the alicorn most hitting their mark as Crashing tried to fight back. His moves were sluggish, drunken. They pushed him against the battlements overlooking the lake. It was a sheer drop into the water.
“σεληνιακή λουλούδι!”
Suddenly a jagged swirled wall of ice appeared before the alicorn, separating him from the unicorns. Some had been unlucky enough to be in the range of the spell and had been flash frozen. Crashing looked perplexed by this new development,’ I must be dreamin’. Nah if I was there’d be rum. His vision went dark.
Swansong landed in front of the shocked guards. Only the highest level of the Lunar Guild knew that spell. Their eyes focused on the mark on her chest.
“Cross now!”
Crosswinds flew up over the battlement and pulled Crashing Wave over the edge and intro the lake below. Swansong then back flipped into the air a series of ice spikes appearing before her. She launched them at the unicorns just as they came to their senses and raised their spears and dove into the water.
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Softstep was not a patient mare. She paced back and forth, an agitated look on her face. Swansong had gone to get their leader but she had been gone for over an hour now. Glint and his group had arrived some thirty minutes ago and she assumed that Crosswinds had wen to aid Crashing Wave as well. Softstep and her now very large group had to fall back to their campsite. The earth pony’s had a few healers amongst them and were attending to what wounded they had. Gilded Leaf watched the mare pace back and forth with a mild amusement.
“So who is this Crashing wave anyway?” He asked. She ahd mentioned the name but hadn’t gone into detail.
Softstep opened her mouth to say something but she perked her ears to the sound of water sloshing. She looked down the river to see Crosswinds and Swansong swimming toward them. Behind them they pulled something but she couldn’t quite see what. It wasn’t until they reached shore she saw what it was.
“Captain!” she rushed over and help them pull Crashing Wave onto the bank. Arrows and even a few spears stuck out of his body like pins in a pincushion. His wings looked like they had been flayed and half his horn was missing. His breathing was shallow and he was muttering to himself, as though he was in a trance. Softstep took to pulling out the spears and arrows. Gilded Leaf and the rest of the ponies present crowed around the scene. They were shocked to see an alicorn and certainly one that was in this condition.
“Washcloth!” Swansong screeched,” Get your flank over here!”
A wizen red earth mare pushed through the crowd,” Move it young uns give th’ brute some room.” She crouched down in front of the alicorn.” Damn looky lous.” She added under her breath before checking his pulse,” By th’ moon ‘e’s diein’.” She pulled out a small viel of glowing crystal clear water. She popped its cork and poured it into Crashing’s mouth. Washcloth made sure he swallowed all of it. She turned to the crowd of ponies,” OI make yersleves useful an’ ‘elp us get ‘im to me tent. Quick too ye lazy varmints!”
Several ponies picked the alicorn up and carried him over to a large tent at the other end of thwe campsite. They laid him down on a large cot in the center. Washcloth followed them in with Crosswinds, Swansong, and Softstep.
“Swan,” Washcloth pulled a roll of gauze out and went over to Crashing,” Get me th’ needle an’ thread an’ some crushed bovy root. Should be some on one oh th’ tables.”
Swansong found the items requested, grimacing slightly at the smell of the crushed root. Crosswinds and Softstep pulled the last of the arrows form Crashing’s body and helped Washcloth clean the wounds. She grabbed the bowl of crushed root from Swan’s magic and started applying it to the larger of the gashes. Swan threaded the needle and took to disinfecting it. Together the four were able to wrap and stitch each wound together. Only thing was that his wounds weren’t healing at their usual speed and his breathing was still shallow.
“We’ve done all we can,” Washcloth sighed and sat back,” You young uns get some rest. I’;ll let you know if ‘is condition changes any.”
Swansong and Crosswinds nooded sullenly and started leaving the tent. They stopped when the noticed Softstep refused to budge from her place besides Crashing. The tan mare sat staring at him with a blank expression. Crosswinds moved to pull her away but Washcloth stopped him. She shook her head,” Leave ‘er be lad.”
Crosswinds nodded and he left the tent. Swansong looked back at Softstep with a sympathetic look before leaving as well.
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Grimwing looked at the pony with an amused look,” Aye their by many tales of ‘em mate. In truth they are descended from th’ first ponies to accept th’ blessing of th’ God of th’ Sea when ‘e first came to th’ Mortal Plain.” He picked up a rope and tossed it a pony undoing the sails above him,” Oi tighten this down!” He turned back to Charter,” Let me tell ye mate there ain’t no beauty what compares to that of a seapony mare. Nothin’. Their belt like a pegasus with fins what come from each of their legs. Their fur be soft as silk to th’ touch. An’ don’t even get me started on their eyes.”
“They shimmer in th’ moonlight they do,” a passing pony said," Like right diamonds."
“Aye that they do,” Grimwing agreed,” but above all of em is Queen Sunpearl ‘erslef. She’s grace incarnate mate. Let me tell ya.” He sighed. ” But she only ‘as eyes fer Captain Wave.”
“Still smartin’ bout that Grim,” a voice said from up above. Grim glared up at the owner of the voice. A gryphon was perched on the mast with a cheeky smirk on her beak.
“Oh hush up Quick Claw,” Grimwing grunted. It was still a sore spotr with the Pegasus but he hadn’t been the only one to get his heart broken by the Queen Siren.
Quick chuckled before giving her sleek body a stretch,” The other ships are ready to go. Just give the word and we’re off.”
“Good,” Gimwing turned to Charter,” Well mate ye wanna come with us? We always on th’ lookout fer able hooves. And I gotta say ye picked it up quick.”
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Dawnscroll said
We shouldn't have acted.We brought them here.The Songs of Harmony told of their return.Their disappearance was merely delayTil the time after the Astral opened,When the Gatekeeper would usher their return.But no-one wanted to believe.Believe they even existed.And when the truth was finally revealed:The World was drowned in its tears.
Some will know salvation and others condemnation.
But all will know judgement
Harmony's champions will be given à single chance
A chance to wipe clean the slate or die by the blade.
The moon hung heavy and full in the night sky as longboats moored to the shore of the lake. Softstep watched as Crashing Wave dove into the dark blue waters of the vast lake that bordered the Moon Guild slave domes. His body melted into the water and he disappeared. She looked to Swansong and the blue mare nodded. They stepped off the boats onto the shore and made their way into the thick brush of the forest. Moonbeam followed close behind the unicorn mare. The foals he had been prot6ecting were safe back at their campsite up the river. He had decided to help them in freeing the slaves. They were to infiltrate the domes while Crashing Wave kept the lunar guards busy.
He had been apprehensive at first to help them at first but after spending time with Softstep he had come to understand the mare shared the qualities that had been sought in Royal Guards of the past.
SKREEEEE
Several of the pirates flinched at the sound that ripped through the air. ’Crashing’s started the diversion,’ Softstep glanced back at the lake as the waters rippled around a construct bearing the resemblance of a hydra.
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Lunar guards scrambled to the edges of the walls as one of the hydra construct’s heads lashed at the wall. It took a chunk out and threw it into the lake.
“Form up and unleash all you have!” roared the Commander. The unicorns unleashed a volley of magic bolts at the thing. The spells fizzled against the current of rushing water that formed its body. One of the heads slammed into the wall and tendrils lashed out and seized the throats of those unlucky enough to be there. They were raised into the air as a water construct in the form of a pony stepped forward from the hydra construct. The construct fell away.
“Yer judgments at hoof lads,” Crashing wave boomed as his body solidified. A sickening crack echoed through the air and the bodies of the unicorns that had been lifted into the air dropped to the ground. A pair of Paladins charged the alicorn, their broadswords raised. A pair of scimitars met the blades.
“Yield,” one said through gritted teeth.
Crashing smirked, barely feeling the pressure the unicorns put toward him,” Not in this lifetime mate.”
With a grunt he shoved them back. They looked up to see him become a puddle. Twin spires of rushing water surged at them. One was able to dodge but his companion wasn’t so lucky. The water enveloped him and he found himself trapped in a sphere of water.
“Πίεση των Βάθη.”
The sphere imploded and the stallion was crushed into a gruesome ball of metal and flesh. The other Paladin recognized this type of magic,’Elemental magic.’ He charged forward and slashed at the alicorn with his blade, ready to avenge his fallen comrade. The blade met Crashing’s twin scimitars but the unicorn smiled,“ πιέζονται φλόγα.”
A flash of white flame erupted from the tip of the unicorn’s horn and caught Crashing square in the muzzle.
“Gaah!” he stumbled back. Pain became the only thing he knew as the flame seared his face. It took every bit of his focus to ready a spell,” Ύδατα της Ιερής Άνοιξη.”
Water run up his body to his burned muzzle, killing the flames that danced across his blackened flesh. The water enveloped his muzzle and glowed as the damaged flesh was healed.
The paladin readied his blade,” Yield False God. You won’t win this encounter.”
As if to emphasize his point several other unicorns lined up behind him, reinforcements had arrived. Crashing glared at the unicorn before him with rage filled eyes. His twin scimitars flashed through the air and slammed against the paladin’s now raised blade. Crashing twirled, knocking the broadsword aside. His body became water and formed a puddle at the unicorn’s hooves. The Paladin tried to jump back but found himself enveloped in a sphere of water. The other unicorns started to surge forward at the alicorn as he solidified his eyes boring into the paladin’s. Time slowed for the pair as the unicorn accepted his fate as a true warrior.
“φρενίτιδα του αίματος.”
Shark constructs formed in the sphere and ripped the paladin apart, turning the sphere crimson. Crashing turned to the unicorns that were rushing him. His blades were tossed to the side and he met the unicorns head on.
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“Got it,” Swansong said as the dome’s door opened. They were away from the fighting at one of the many doors that allowed the guards to move among the walls that connected the domes. Swansong had successfully picked the lock. The pirates filed in ready for anything but found the corridor they entered devoid of guards.
’They must all be engaging Crashing,’ Softstep took the lead and they made their way through the halls. Eventually they found their prize. The main room of the dome that had been hewn into the ground held well over a hundred earth ponies. They were a good twenty feet from the ground below. Swansong grimaced at the smell. None had probably bathed in days, nay weeks.
“The atrocities we’ve committed,” Moonbeam muttered under his breath,” And this is by far one of the worst.”
“Aye,” Softstep grunted, trying and failing to keep her rage in check. She looked to her left and saw a stair well that led to what looked like the feeding toughs,” This way. We can break through here. Cross, take a team to the other dome and secure the slaves there then high tail it.”
The pegasus grinned and took off around the wall half of their small raiding force followed after him. Softstep started down the stairwell to her left with Moonbeam and Swansong close behind. Suddenly the tan mare stopped and held up a hoof.
“I’m telling you I ain’t seen the Head Inquisitor so mad.”
A pair of unicorns in light metal armor sat at a small wooden table. Their spears leaned against the table as they played a round of poker.
“Well what had her so steamed?”
“Something about ancient tomes disappearing and some such,” the unicorn set down a card and drew another form the deck on the table.
“Could be that phantom alicorn that’s been running around. You know the one that’s been whisking scholars away.”
“Well then you’re safe.”
“Screw you.”
Softstep pulled a pair of bombs from her bag, lit them and tossed them under the table the unicorns sat at.
“What th-“
BOOOM!
The unicorns were thrown back by the blast and slammed into the walls at their backs. Softstep walked forward and pulled a more bombs from her bag. Swansong did the same while Moonbream just glared at the tan mare.
“You could have given them a chance to fight for their lives,” he grunted.
“That sounds like mercy,” Softstep said as she lit six more bombs and tossed them into the feeding troughs,” They don’t deserve mercy.” She and Swansong rounded back around the corner.
Moonbeam glared after them for a moment then followed.
BOOM!
The wall came down that separated the two rooms. Screams could be heard from the other side of the dust cloud. Pirates rushed into the opening with Softstep at their lead. The slaves looked up at the group in shock.
“All right ponies this is your liberation time to move.”
One of the slaves, a dark green earth stallion with greying black mane, stepped forward,” Who are you?”
“I am Captain Softstep of the Leviathan,” Softstep walked toward the stallion,” And you?”
“Gilded Leaf,” the stallion stood unflinching despite the still fresh gashes he had across his back. His gaze was as strong as steel.
“I’m to assume you lead these ponies,” Swansong stepped forward.
Gilded spat at her hooves,” They look to me for strength horn head so I would guess so.”
“Then let’s move,” Softstep smirked,” Or our distraction will get himself killed.”
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Bovir glanced at the unicorn confused by his presence and turned to Deckhoof,” Who is this?”
“Oh uh ‘e’s a prisoner I guess,” the earth pony scratched his head dubiously.
Grimwing shook his head,” We thought ‘e was Moon and Stars but now I’m not so sure.”
Bovir gave the unicorn a once over. He looked a descent sort not the usual ilk that served the Betrayer of Harmony. The minotaur pulled the canceller ring off the unicorn’s horn. He tossed it to Deckhoof and the earth pony fumbled trying to catch it only to have it fly over the railing.
“Get the ships out of here and to Crescent Moon Island. Our allies would be greatly interested to hear of this development,” Bovir jumped off the edge of the railing.
“Come on ye can ‘elp us get under way,” Grimwing slashed the robes that held Charter,” Tell me mate you ever seen a sea pony?”
He had been apprehensive at first to help them at first but after spending time with Softstep he had come to understand the mare shared the qualities that had been sought in Royal Guards of the past.
SKREEEEE
Several of the pirates flinched at the sound that ripped through the air. ’Crashing’s started the diversion,’ Softstep glanced back at the lake as the waters rippled around a construct bearing the resemblance of a hydra.
____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
Lunar guards scrambled to the edges of the walls as one of the hydra construct’s heads lashed at the wall. It took a chunk out and threw it into the lake.
“Form up and unleash all you have!” roared the Commander. The unicorns unleashed a volley of magic bolts at the thing. The spells fizzled against the current of rushing water that formed its body. One of the heads slammed into the wall and tendrils lashed out and seized the throats of those unlucky enough to be there. They were raised into the air as a water construct in the form of a pony stepped forward from the hydra construct. The construct fell away.
“Yer judgments at hoof lads,” Crashing wave boomed as his body solidified. A sickening crack echoed through the air and the bodies of the unicorns that had been lifted into the air dropped to the ground. A pair of Paladins charged the alicorn, their broadswords raised. A pair of scimitars met the blades.
“Yield,” one said through gritted teeth.
Crashing smirked, barely feeling the pressure the unicorns put toward him,” Not in this lifetime mate.”
With a grunt he shoved them back. They looked up to see him become a puddle. Twin spires of rushing water surged at them. One was able to dodge but his companion wasn’t so lucky. The water enveloped him and he found himself trapped in a sphere of water.
“Πίεση των Βάθη.”
The sphere imploded and the stallion was crushed into a gruesome ball of metal and flesh. The other Paladin recognized this type of magic,’Elemental magic.’ He charged forward and slashed at the alicorn with his blade, ready to avenge his fallen comrade. The blade met Crashing’s twin scimitars but the unicorn smiled,“ πιέζονται φλόγα.”
A flash of white flame erupted from the tip of the unicorn’s horn and caught Crashing square in the muzzle.
“Gaah!” he stumbled back. Pain became the only thing he knew as the flame seared his face. It took every bit of his focus to ready a spell,” Ύδατα της Ιερής Άνοιξη.”
Water run up his body to his burned muzzle, killing the flames that danced across his blackened flesh. The water enveloped his muzzle and glowed as the damaged flesh was healed.
The paladin readied his blade,” Yield False God. You won’t win this encounter.”
As if to emphasize his point several other unicorns lined up behind him, reinforcements had arrived. Crashing glared at the unicorn before him with rage filled eyes. His twin scimitars flashed through the air and slammed against the paladin’s now raised blade. Crashing twirled, knocking the broadsword aside. His body became water and formed a puddle at the unicorn’s hooves. The Paladin tried to jump back but found himself enveloped in a sphere of water. The other unicorns started to surge forward at the alicorn as he solidified his eyes boring into the paladin’s. Time slowed for the pair as the unicorn accepted his fate as a true warrior.
“φρενίτιδα του αίματος.”
Shark constructs formed in the sphere and ripped the paladin apart, turning the sphere crimson. Crashing turned to the unicorns that were rushing him. His blades were tossed to the side and he met the unicorns head on.
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“Got it,” Swansong said as the dome’s door opened. They were away from the fighting at one of the many doors that allowed the guards to move among the walls that connected the domes. Swansong had successfully picked the lock. The pirates filed in ready for anything but found the corridor they entered devoid of guards.
’They must all be engaging Crashing,’ Softstep took the lead and they made their way through the halls. Eventually they found their prize. The main room of the dome that had been hewn into the ground held well over a hundred earth ponies. They were a good twenty feet from the ground below. Swansong grimaced at the smell. None had probably bathed in days, nay weeks.
“The atrocities we’ve committed,” Moonbeam muttered under his breath,” And this is by far one of the worst.”
“Aye,” Softstep grunted, trying and failing to keep her rage in check. She looked to her left and saw a stair well that led to what looked like the feeding toughs,” This way. We can break through here. Cross, take a team to the other dome and secure the slaves there then high tail it.”
The pegasus grinned and took off around the wall half of their small raiding force followed after him. Softstep started down the stairwell to her left with Moonbeam and Swansong close behind. Suddenly the tan mare stopped and held up a hoof.
“I’m telling you I ain’t seen the Head Inquisitor so mad.”
A pair of unicorns in light metal armor sat at a small wooden table. Their spears leaned against the table as they played a round of poker.
“Well what had her so steamed?”
“Something about ancient tomes disappearing and some such,” the unicorn set down a card and drew another form the deck on the table.
“Could be that phantom alicorn that’s been running around. You know the one that’s been whisking scholars away.”
“Well then you’re safe.”
“Screw you.”
Softstep pulled a pair of bombs from her bag, lit them and tossed them under the table the unicorns sat at.
“What th-“
BOOOM!
The unicorns were thrown back by the blast and slammed into the walls at their backs. Softstep walked forward and pulled a more bombs from her bag. Swansong did the same while Moonbream just glared at the tan mare.
“You could have given them a chance to fight for their lives,” he grunted.
“That sounds like mercy,” Softstep said as she lit six more bombs and tossed them into the feeding troughs,” They don’t deserve mercy.” She and Swansong rounded back around the corner.
Moonbeam glared after them for a moment then followed.
BOOM!
The wall came down that separated the two rooms. Screams could be heard from the other side of the dust cloud. Pirates rushed into the opening with Softstep at their lead. The slaves looked up at the group in shock.
“All right ponies this is your liberation time to move.”
One of the slaves, a dark green earth stallion with greying black mane, stepped forward,” Who are you?”
“I am Captain Softstep of the Leviathan,” Softstep walked toward the stallion,” And you?”
“Gilded Leaf,” the stallion stood unflinching despite the still fresh gashes he had across his back. His gaze was as strong as steel.
“I’m to assume you lead these ponies,” Swansong stepped forward.
Gilded spat at her hooves,” They look to me for strength horn head so I would guess so.”
“Then let’s move,” Softstep smirked,” Or our distraction will get himself killed.”
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Bovir glanced at the unicorn confused by his presence and turned to Deckhoof,” Who is this?”
“Oh uh ‘e’s a prisoner I guess,” the earth pony scratched his head dubiously.
Grimwing shook his head,” We thought ‘e was Moon and Stars but now I’m not so sure.”
Bovir gave the unicorn a once over. He looked a descent sort not the usual ilk that served the Betrayer of Harmony. The minotaur pulled the canceller ring off the unicorn’s horn. He tossed it to Deckhoof and the earth pony fumbled trying to catch it only to have it fly over the railing.
“Get the ships out of here and to Crescent Moon Island. Our allies would be greatly interested to hear of this development,” Bovir jumped off the edge of the railing.
“Come on ye can ‘elp us get under way,” Grimwing slashed the robes that held Charter,” Tell me mate you ever seen a sea pony?”
Bright_Ops said
Torrential is normally pretty easy to get along with and somewhat slow to anger... Once you piss him off however...
Makes sense. Heh and one that fateful day the ponies of Equestria knew true terror as the Sea and Sky waged glorious war.
Oh yeah happy Fourth guys. Time to connect with your inner Pyromaniacs
Bright_Ops said
Feel free to have Star Dancer catch up to Torrential next post. There won't be able bodies on the side of the road this time and he would have continued walking on after he had cleaned up his mess.
Wow dark welp Torrential is certainly no nonsense
Deckhoof and Grimwing gave each other a look.
“Umm,” Grimwing said, his tone almost remorseful,” I’m sorry ta say mate but yer sister probably dead mate.”
“Aye,” Deckhoof nodded,” Th’ captain flooded th’ harbor with a tidal wave last night and th’ only survivors was any who ‘ad ‘is mark. See?” He turned his foreleg to reveal the symbol of a shark.
“Me mate’s right,” Grimwing said,” We’re sorry but yer sister’s gone.”
They waited for the unicorn’s reaction with an understanding look and slackened the ropes around him. They kept a wary eye should he strike. Suddenly they heard someone climbing onto the ship They looked over the railing and nearly fell off the side at what they saw. Captain Bovir pulled himself over the edge and landed on the deck with a dull thud.
"Captian we thought ye was dead!" Grimwing said with pure shock apparent in his voice.
"Not dead Grim,' the minotaur grunted," Is Swan-"
"She's alright Cap," Deckhoof said," She an th' rest of th' fleet went up river toward th' Moon Guild Fortress." They left just a few hours ago."
Bovir nodded. He was relieved to hear his love was alive and well. He looked to the river," Good thank you." He looke dto the unicorn," And who is this sorry excuse of a deckswab?"
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“This ‘ere be me crew,” Crashing stated proudly and gestured to the ponies that sat around his fire,” This ‘ere be Softstep, Swansong, an’ Crosswinds.”
“So ye was a ‘igh Priestess aye,” Crosswinds gave Swansong a smirk.
“And what of it?” she said through gritted teeth. Her past life had always been a sore subject with her. Crashing and Softstep both knew of her past in length bu8t they were the only ones.
“Nothin’ lass,” the pegusus chuckled,” Jes tryin’ ta imagine ye in them robes.”
“Robes?” Softstep raised an eyebrow.She never bothered to learn anything about the Moon Guild simply because she never cared.
“Aye th’ ‘igh Priestess of th’ Moon Guild wear some thick dark blue robes made of th’ finest silk,” Crosswind said,” They fetch quite th’ price.”
“Huh,” Softstep pulled her blade’s handle from the prying hooves of one of the foals. Two of them had taken up a spot on either side of the tan earth mare. She looked at the unicorn across form her who had just drained his grog,” So what is your name?”
“Paladin Moonbeam,” He said with a grimace,” Though I doubt that title means much anymore.”
“I remember th’ Paladin’s of old lad,” Crashing said,” In th’ eyes of Mother ye still one trust me. So what yer plan lad?”
Moonbeam sighed,” I don’t know now that I can’t get them to the harbor,” He looked with sorrow filled eyes at the foals,” They don’t deserve the life Fate has dealt them.”
“Well your welcomed with us mate,” Crashing said,” Could always use some extra hooves round ‘ere.”
“I thank you,” Moonbeam set down his mug.
“You know you didn’t react as other ponies do when it comes to Crashing Wave here,” Swansong said,” Why is that?”
“Because I was once in the personal service of Princess Celestia in the days before the regime fell,” Moon beam got a faraway look in his eye,” Those were by far the best days of my life. I stayed loyal because Princess Cadence and Prince Armor held the throne but it’s clear now that their merely pawns.”
Crashing scowled briefly at the mention of his elder siblings name but just as quickly as the look corssd his brow it fell to his trademark smirk. Moonbeam noticed it right away.
“You have some quarrel with the Princess?” he inquired. His magic glow wrapped around his broadsword’s handle unintentionally, ready to defend the honor of the Princesses, an instant that was hardwired into his brain.
“Last we parted mate,” Crashing said, his teeth bared,” It wasn’t on th’ best terms.”
Moonbeam felt the danger that radiated off the alicorn. He felt like he was in the presence of a bloodthirsty wolf not a god and decided to drop it there. He gave the alicorn a once over and realized how massive he truly was certainly as tall if not taller than the Sun Goddess he had once served. Softstep and Swansong took a step back from Crashing as he stood up and went to the waters edge.
“I’ll be a huntin’ mates,” he said over his shoulder,” Th’ anklebiters can come with us. I’ll see ya in th’ mornin’.” With that he jumped into the river and made off for a hunting spot.
Moonbeam looked to the mares across from him,” I do believe I insulted him.”
“’e’s justa might sore at Celestia lad,” Crosswinds said as he drained his mug of whiskey<” Ah that’s good. Anyhoof ‘e’s sensitive on th’ subject of th’ Royal Pair. Th’ way I see it th’ geezer needs ta get ‘imself a mare.”
Swansong shot the Pegasus a glare before sighing,” He’s in love can’t help that.”
“Obsession I calls it lass,” Crosswinds grunted.
“You are rather informal when dealing with him,” Moonbeam said. He noticed how all through their conversation they viewed the alicorn not a as God but just another pony.
Softstep laughed, loudly scaring the foals at her sides,” Trust me mate the first ponies I saw grovel at his hooves ended up shark bait.”
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A deer walked out of the bush toward the stream. Moonlight shined through the leaves of the trees overhead giving the clearing a serene, almost sacred, feel. It perked it ears, listening for anything that posed a threat. Satisfied it wasn’t being hunted it bent down to drink from the crystal clear water. Suddenly a tendril of water wrapped around the deer’s neck. It gave a strangled cry before being wrenched into the water. A moment later the crystal clear waters of the stream turned crimson and the watery silhouette of an alicorn stepped out of the stream with the deer in its jaws.
Crashing Wave solidified his form set his kill down on the ground and stared at it. His eyes were jet black with the feeding frenzy and he dove into his kill with open jaws. He swallowed chunks of jagged flesh down in gulps, not even bothering to chew. After mere minutes the carcass was picked clean of flesh. Crashing sat back his mind taking over from the primal urges that often ruled him. He always found solace in just letting go of all inhibitions. He looked at the bones before him with a satisfied smirk.
“Always best when it’s fresh,” he sighed contently. He took wing and flew above the treetops. In the distance he saw a set of lakes and beside them a grouping of domes. They were close to the slave holds of the Moon Guild.
He looked deep in himself and felt his ocean move in his very soul. He grinned, almost madly and let out a barking laugh,” I’m comin fer ye Moon Guild. Jes ye wait. You’ll see what a real God can do soon enough.”
“Umm,” Grimwing said, his tone almost remorseful,” I’m sorry ta say mate but yer sister probably dead mate.”
“Aye,” Deckhoof nodded,” Th’ captain flooded th’ harbor with a tidal wave last night and th’ only survivors was any who ‘ad ‘is mark. See?” He turned his foreleg to reveal the symbol of a shark.
“Me mate’s right,” Grimwing said,” We’re sorry but yer sister’s gone.”
They waited for the unicorn’s reaction with an understanding look and slackened the ropes around him. They kept a wary eye should he strike. Suddenly they heard someone climbing onto the ship They looked over the railing and nearly fell off the side at what they saw. Captain Bovir pulled himself over the edge and landed on the deck with a dull thud.
"Captian we thought ye was dead!" Grimwing said with pure shock apparent in his voice.
"Not dead Grim,' the minotaur grunted," Is Swan-"
"She's alright Cap," Deckhoof said," She an th' rest of th' fleet went up river toward th' Moon Guild Fortress." They left just a few hours ago."
Bovir nodded. He was relieved to hear his love was alive and well. He looked to the river," Good thank you." He looke dto the unicorn," And who is this sorry excuse of a deckswab?"
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“This ‘ere be me crew,” Crashing stated proudly and gestured to the ponies that sat around his fire,” This ‘ere be Softstep, Swansong, an’ Crosswinds.”
“So ye was a ‘igh Priestess aye,” Crosswinds gave Swansong a smirk.
“And what of it?” she said through gritted teeth. Her past life had always been a sore subject with her. Crashing and Softstep both knew of her past in length bu8t they were the only ones.
“Nothin’ lass,” the pegusus chuckled,” Jes tryin’ ta imagine ye in them robes.”
“Robes?” Softstep raised an eyebrow.She never bothered to learn anything about the Moon Guild simply because she never cared.
“Aye th’ ‘igh Priestess of th’ Moon Guild wear some thick dark blue robes made of th’ finest silk,” Crosswind said,” They fetch quite th’ price.”
“Huh,” Softstep pulled her blade’s handle from the prying hooves of one of the foals. Two of them had taken up a spot on either side of the tan earth mare. She looked at the unicorn across form her who had just drained his grog,” So what is your name?”
“Paladin Moonbeam,” He said with a grimace,” Though I doubt that title means much anymore.”
“I remember th’ Paladin’s of old lad,” Crashing said,” In th’ eyes of Mother ye still one trust me. So what yer plan lad?”
Moonbeam sighed,” I don’t know now that I can’t get them to the harbor,” He looked with sorrow filled eyes at the foals,” They don’t deserve the life Fate has dealt them.”
“Well your welcomed with us mate,” Crashing said,” Could always use some extra hooves round ‘ere.”
“I thank you,” Moonbeam set down his mug.
“You know you didn’t react as other ponies do when it comes to Crashing Wave here,” Swansong said,” Why is that?”
“Because I was once in the personal service of Princess Celestia in the days before the regime fell,” Moon beam got a faraway look in his eye,” Those were by far the best days of my life. I stayed loyal because Princess Cadence and Prince Armor held the throne but it’s clear now that their merely pawns.”
Crashing scowled briefly at the mention of his elder siblings name but just as quickly as the look corssd his brow it fell to his trademark smirk. Moonbeam noticed it right away.
“You have some quarrel with the Princess?” he inquired. His magic glow wrapped around his broadsword’s handle unintentionally, ready to defend the honor of the Princesses, an instant that was hardwired into his brain.
“Last we parted mate,” Crashing said, his teeth bared,” It wasn’t on th’ best terms.”
Moonbeam felt the danger that radiated off the alicorn. He felt like he was in the presence of a bloodthirsty wolf not a god and decided to drop it there. He gave the alicorn a once over and realized how massive he truly was certainly as tall if not taller than the Sun Goddess he had once served. Softstep and Swansong took a step back from Crashing as he stood up and went to the waters edge.
“I’ll be a huntin’ mates,” he said over his shoulder,” Th’ anklebiters can come with us. I’ll see ya in th’ mornin’.” With that he jumped into the river and made off for a hunting spot.
Moonbeam looked to the mares across from him,” I do believe I insulted him.”
“’e’s justa might sore at Celestia lad,” Crosswinds said as he drained his mug of whiskey<” Ah that’s good. Anyhoof ‘e’s sensitive on th’ subject of th’ Royal Pair. Th’ way I see it th’ geezer needs ta get ‘imself a mare.”
Swansong shot the Pegasus a glare before sighing,” He’s in love can’t help that.”
“Obsession I calls it lass,” Crosswinds grunted.
“You are rather informal when dealing with him,” Moonbeam said. He noticed how all through their conversation they viewed the alicorn not a as God but just another pony.
Softstep laughed, loudly scaring the foals at her sides,” Trust me mate the first ponies I saw grovel at his hooves ended up shark bait.”
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A deer walked out of the bush toward the stream. Moonlight shined through the leaves of the trees overhead giving the clearing a serene, almost sacred, feel. It perked it ears, listening for anything that posed a threat. Satisfied it wasn’t being hunted it bent down to drink from the crystal clear water. Suddenly a tendril of water wrapped around the deer’s neck. It gave a strangled cry before being wrenched into the water. A moment later the crystal clear waters of the stream turned crimson and the watery silhouette of an alicorn stepped out of the stream with the deer in its jaws.
Crashing Wave solidified his form set his kill down on the ground and stared at it. His eyes were jet black with the feeding frenzy and he dove into his kill with open jaws. He swallowed chunks of jagged flesh down in gulps, not even bothering to chew. After mere minutes the carcass was picked clean of flesh. Crashing sat back his mind taking over from the primal urges that often ruled him. He always found solace in just letting go of all inhibitions. He looked at the bones before him with a satisfied smirk.
“Always best when it’s fresh,” he sighed contently. He took wing and flew above the treetops. In the distance he saw a set of lakes and beside them a grouping of domes. They were close to the slave holds of the Moon Guild.
He looked deep in himself and felt his ocean move in his very soul. He grinned, almost madly and let out a barking laugh,” I’m comin fer ye Moon Guild. Jes ye wait. You’ll see what a real God can do soon enough.”
kapuchu said
http://thearchivist101.deviantart.com/art/Equestria-Divided-Map-of-Equestria-workbench-373467301 Here's a map of Equestria, she was walking on that lake that runs parallel with Old Hoof, and is currently on her way to (what remains of) Oldhoof.
Oh ok just curious.
Is that anywhere near where my group is?
Okay posted. Will continue where I left off later running out of time on connection.
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