"Th-thanks... Um, I'm not sure if you tried to read my mind... But... I'm sorry if you did... Ouch." Dreamer's head slumped and his coat seemed to bristle slightly, before being matted down by the rain.
Quickstar emerged from his workroom and went to the door, only to face rain that was coming down so hard it almost seemed like a solid wall of water. Fortunately the wind wasn't blowing into the doorway, but it was clear that this was no ordinary storm. Forget about the Everfree, no responsible weather team would ever let a storm like this through! Squinting into the gloom that had descended, he thought he could make out three vaguely pony-shaped forms in the park near his house. "Hey, over here!" he shouted as his horn lit up. The rain was coming down much too fast for him to completely shield whoever was out there, but he was able to make a path of less-heavy rain from where they were to his doorway. "Hurry, get inside!"
Clever spell usage was one thing, but diverting that much water would have been a challenge for any unicorn. Quickstar released the spell as soon as the ponies were clear and shut the door, taking his first good look at them. He recognized the ponies from yesterday that had taken him to the library, as well as the pony who had fallen from the ceiling. "Come on, let's get you three dried off," he said, levitating in some towels. "That definitely doesn't look like a natural storm, and if you were caught out in it, I assume this sort of thing isn't normal. I don't suppose any of you happened to notice anything that might explain it?"
"I have an idea and I really hope I'm wrong... Gah! I forgot the amulet again! I need to go back out and find it!" Dreamer rushed for the door, but suddenly stopped, wobbled a little turned around and walked up to Quickstar. "You don't happen to have something padded I can fall on, do you?"
Dreamer walked over to the sofa and collapsed on it. "The only heirloom from my mother. It's some broken magic thing and I wanted you to look at it last night, but I fell asleep in the park an left it there...."
Tyler awoke to the sound of the storm and thought *why is there a storm like this I thought the weather guards would stop something like this* Tyler quickly decided to board up his windows so that if the storm got worse they wouldnt fling open. Tyler then realized *oh no! mom I almost forgot she cant be left home alone in a storm like this she wont do good* Tyler ran downstairs and got on his coat and hat. He quickly took his keys and went outside towards his mothers house. On his way he noticed something on the ground and upon further inspection he noticed it was an amulet of some sort. So he picked it up and tucked it away in hopes of finding the owner.
The lightning-eyes figure looked over the land in front of him, the sight of the storm darkening all of Equestria and hiding the symbols that the Traitors used to legitimize their illegitimate rule over arrogant ponies. "Today, we shall show our home the truth." He said to a second, smaller figure to the side of him. "Yes brother, we shall undue the thousand years of tyranny quicker than one of your storms can knock down a house." The bigger figure smiled slightly, "I have to thank you brother, all you've done to help me up to this point has made this possible, today our goal shall begin the final leg of it's long, long road." "Are you sure the barriers are down brother?" The smaller one asked. "I've never been so sure in my life, but there is only one way to find out, to move forward and dethrone the Traitors and put in the true and rightful government of Equestria." And with that, the two marched forward, with the over 500,000 strong army of all different races following them. Then, in one fateful moment, the pair stepped their first hoof into Equestria since the Civil War almost a thousand one hundred years ago.
"Well, I don't think there's anything we can do about that amulet right now. If we go out there, we might risk drowning," replied Quickstar, only half-joking. "I promise, once we find it, I'll take a look at it, but until then, you'll just have to wait." He turned to the pair of siblings. "What about you two? Did you see anything unusual about the storm, anything that might explain why it's so intense?"
(In Australia, taverns range from bars to restaurants to hotels or a mixture of all three. There are two of these mixture taverns where i live in my town.) The day had been hectic, business was booming and ponies walked in and out of the door in a midday rush. By the end of the night, Lancer and her workers had earnt an enormous profit and was more than enough to pay for supplies to start another tavern in another city. She thought that Canterlot seemed like a good choice but had to pay attention to the other cities and their demands as well. The cloud seemed the get darker and darker as time went by. Lancer had no idea what a cloud as this could be in this season, but simply assumed that it was a coincidence. Fifteen minutes before closing, her cousin Crimson walked through the doors and went to see Lancer. Crimson didn’t pack much in his saddlebags up wore a grey jumper alongside a matching beret and shoes. Crimson had just arrived back from Canterlot to oversee some business there alongside a vacation. Lancer and Crimson hugged eachother as they exchanged greetings. “I haven’t seen you for months, what’s been going on since then?” Lancer asked. Crimson looked at her cousin with a smile on his face. “I recently visited Canterlot from Snowville, everything seems to be normal except that the palace is in overdrive. I have seen guards go in and out by the dozens every couple minutes. Something is going up there, something relating to that cloud i have to assume.” “It must be. The guards haven’t been this active since the Royal wedding. Well it’s good to see you cousin, it's been hectic with customers and spending time with Pinkie.” Lancer smiled happily as the rest of her staff came to greet him. The majority of Lancer’s staff are former orphans and homeless who has earnt a living in the Tavern. Almost all of them are doing extremely well for themselves with them having enough money to rent a house, get a new job and maybe start a family. Others work at the tavern because they believe it is the best place in the world. Crimson and Lancer then went upstairs to catch up after spending a large amount of time apart.
((where exactly did they land in equestria)) As fire looked outside the restaurant window. She noticed a bunch of guards walking down the street. "that's odd, guards never come this far into the city. They're either on the Walls or at the castle". Fire then took the time to think about the four page article. Reading through the soaking remains of it. Drying with a heat spell. "perhaps, this ponies idea is what Equestria needs. My parents are going to kill me. In fact Everypony will but screw the princesses".
(Uh,,,where did he know about the democracy stuff Robin? No one in Equestria knows about it, and he marched into Equestria somewhere in the south, he did not land. And in case y'all didn't know, Equestria's military tech is at the same level it is in the show)
((just some politics article about the ramblings of a pony who hates the monarchy. I'll modify it slightly))
Spoiler: OOC *Descends into the thread in a flurry of lights and chorus* *cracks fingers* LET'S DO THIS Anyone reading this, you don't actually have to read this wall. Skip to under the ------- part for what really matters. Or don't. Your choice. The rain slammed down on Lunar Island like a liquid avalanche. Confused citizens stayed in their houses, and concerned ponies stood outside and braved the elements, staring to the sky. Kleft was dragging himself around, trying to calm the poor ponies. "Listen to me!" He yelled above the screams of the wind and the pouring of the rain. "We'll have the weather team sort this out! It's all fine! Just a little- it's all fine! Get back inside! Augh!" The yelling was too much for him, so he just sent out a psychic pulse message to the ponies linked with a fye and hoped that they would pass it on. His section of duty done, Kleft forced his way through the wind that threatened to tear his very horn off and found his way into the main building at the heart of the island. He hadn't been the first visitor of the day, as was shown by the multitudes of soaked unicorns standing around, dripping on the tile floors. He violently shook water out of his mane before trotting up the hall and to the back, where the conference rooms stood. Before he even opened the doors, he heard shouting coming from inside. Kleft magically pushed the doors open and walked inside. A group of about fifteen black-and-blue ponies stood around a round table, shouting and pointing at each other. A teal, muscular pony on the side was bellowing loudest of all at the calm one sitting at the other end. "...would simply be a disgrace! She would likely be lost in the first place! What makes you think Glitter's better than I for such a task, huh? Do you have ANYTHING!?" A pink pony a few seats down objected. "Perhaps I don't get myself jammed in a combination spell with my own brother! What would the mainlanders think if they had seen something like that? Is that the impression you'd like to throw on them?" He turned nearly as pink as Glitter's coat, but his own was thick enough not to show it. "I actually casted the spell! Did I see you even ATTEMPTING such a-" A blue aura pulsed throughout the room and all talking ceased, like the effect of someone shoving a sock in a dog's muzzle. The wrinkled unicorn at the back sighed and stood, addressing everypony in the room. "I would suggest you all stop this foolery so we can get back to the real issue at hand- contacting the land ponies. Deciding who shall go and who shall stay is simple, as the one who shall go just entered the room." The meeting swung around in confusion before landing all eyes on Kleft. He only started between them. Quickly, nearly half the group opened their mouths in protest, but the magical dampener suppressed all noise but the caster's. Kleft himself attempted to voice an objection, but the spell knew no boundaries and he got nothing out. The head unicorn grinned at him. "We have to get to the mainland to find and eliminate the source of this weather. It isn't normal, and it's obvious they're causing it. Since you're the only sane pony I know in this room, who better?" He got up and wandered to Kleft throwing a hoof around his shocked expression. "Here is your task, young colt; find the source, destroy the source by any means, come back. Tell nopony of the Lunar ponies, you are simply a concerned traveler using his wits." His horn began to glow with its familiar shine, and Kleft panicked. "Good luck." The withered unicorn said. Kleft opened his mouth to address the other confused expressions in the room, but a flash of light and a mouthful of rain told him he wouldn't get any answer any time soon. Kleft was sure the Chancellor had just sent him to his death. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Kleft got a nice look of his surroundings for about two seconds before the rainfall blinded him completely. His mane was squashed down like a rotten tomato around his horn, and he brushed it out of his face with a hoof. Did he just- Is he seriously... Kleft shook his head, trying to grip himself and not fall into hysteria. He pushed his thoughts into his fye and cleared his mind until all he could think of was the task at hoof. So this is the mainland? He thought, beginning his trek up the muddy road. He hopped a few times, but got no response from the ground beneath him. Doesn't seem any different from the island, that's for sure. By the time he made it to civilization, Kleft was soaked to the bone and shivering. It seemed dead and empty from his perspective, but as he moved in he found lights on in nearly every building. Kleft didn't dare approach any of the houses, despite his condition, for he had no idea what to expect. Were the ponies going to be friendly? Could they be cannibals? Were they even ponies? Kleft crammed his fears into his fye and felt the relief that followed afterwords wash over him. The warmth of it all only lasted a millisecond as the water so rudely stole it from him. Find the source of the rain... Hilarious, Chancellor Mathiss. I don't even have a place to stay.
Snow was busy boarding up her windows against the storm's onslaught when she heard knocking at the door, "Now who in Celestia's name would be insane enough to be out in this storm?!" she asked herself. Hurrying to her front door, she opened the door to a downright soaked black and red pegasus, "Darky! Come inside quick!" she exclaimed. "What do you think I was doing?!" Dark snipped at Snow as she stumbled inside, "I was trying to help the weather ponies, but they decided that it would be best to wait it out than risk anypony getting seriously injuried." "That makes sense." Snow replied as she started to close the door, but not before she noticed a pony outside, "Hey!" She called to the pony, "Come inside! Over here!" she yelled as loud as she could to be heard over the storm.
It wasn't difficult for Kleft to spot the only movement in this lifeless town. Whomever this pony was that was shouting at him couldn't seem to quite dominate the rain, but her gestures were obvious enough. He quickly trotted over to her, but hesitated in front of the doorway a moment. This was his first contact with land ponies, what would it be like? He was determined to make the best of it. Taking her offer, he nodded and walked through the door, but didn't shake the water off this time. (Or at least, this is what will happen when we clear up this situation. Who entered the house?) EDIT: (Cleared up. We both entered and Kleft didn't see Tyler)
Snow looked at the strange drenched pony, "Why were you out in that storm?" She asked as she closed her door, silently casting her aura-reading spell while his back was to her, "Something important I'm guessing?" Hm, interesting... Snow thought as she studied the surprisingly neutral looking essence, he has the aura of a newborn, if not even more neutral...Something tells me he's blocking something...Something important to the surfacing of the essence...
