A Historical Perspective (CYOA) Thread the second

>>28562228

>It was another hour or so of shopping before you actually managed to make your way back to the Bull Pen.
>At this point you and Starswirl were exhausted.
>The saddlebags Rain had provided you with were now several pounds heavier.
>Filled with all manner of flora and dairy and spices, they weren't really all that heavy.
>But they made chasing after the surprisingly energetic inn-keep all the more awkward.

>"Don't worry boys, I'll have those bags off in a jiffy. Not a literal jiffy, mind you. I'm no speed demon."

>The mare chuckled at her not-quite-joke and reached into a small pouch around her neck.
>She pulled out a key.

>"Let me just unlock the door and we'll be-"
>T H U D

>An armored stallion steps in front of Rain.
>She seems unfazed.
>Though her kind smile is now being countered by a look of absolute malcontent in her eyes.

>"Weel, if'n it ischn't, li'l misssss R-RRR..., Rain."

>The stallion, whoever he is, is clearly inebriated.

>"Hello, Brutus."

>"You hello yourshelf, lil' mishy. Don't tryin' ta gimme nunya 'scuses thish time, I'm gettin' what I want!"

>"And what exactly do you want, Brutus?"

>The stallion thought to himself for a moment.
>Perhaps he wasn't quite sure what he wanted.

"So who's this drunkard?"

>"A sellsword who was never good enough to be a real guard."
>"He comes by every so often, having had more than his fill at the tavern, looking for a shoulder to cry on and-"

>"Iwanna feel yer cervix give way as I pump you fulla mah' warriorsh sheed!"

>"... and sometimes a bit more."

>You can feel a collective cringe as mothers cover their foals ears, and stallions gather around you.
>Some are placing bets as to whether Brutus will be getting what he's looking for.
>You hear guttural laughter somewhere in the distance.

>This guy's attracting to much attention.
>You've got to find some way to get rid of him.

>>28562353
I don't know what we could do. Clearly he's blackout drunk and will probably start vomiting soon. He needs some water and a bed.

>>28562353
>>28562564

>You figure at this level of drunkenness, the poor bastard will probably take care of himself.
>But you'd rather not have him pass out on the floor.
>He's liable to drown in his bile if that happens.

"Miss Rain?"

>"Yes, Mr. Scribe?"

>Rain is trying her best to keep a calm countenance.
>You can see just how unenthused she is by this situation though.
>Brutus is making attempts at a feel or to, but can't seem to figure out how to remove Rain's hoof from his forehead.

"I think we should get this poor stallion some water and a bed. He's going to feel the full fury of his debauchery come tomorrow, and I think that we should make sure it's somewhere comfortable."

>"Well, that's awfully thoughtful of you, Mr. Scribe."
>"Brutus!"

>"Y-Yyyesh'm?"

>"Lie down."

>She flicks her hoof to the side.
>Brutus falls over and hits the ground.
>He doesn't seem hurt.
>The sound of snoring informs you that he's passed out.

>"You boys give me those bags. You've got this lug to worry about now."

>Taking the saddlebags from you and Starswirl, Rain unlocks the Bull Pen.
>You and Starswirl give each other the ocular equivalent of a shrug.
>Grabbing a foreleg each, you drag Brutus into the inn.
>The disappointed crowd begins to disperse.

More to come

>>28562772

>Entering the main hall, you and Starswirl heave Brutus onto a couch by the door.
>Rain heads for what you assume must be the kitchen.
>Haphazardly dropping her saddlebags onto the floor, she turns to you.

>"I must apologize for that display boys."
>"Brutus means well, but..."
>"Well, he means well. I don't hold it against him if he gets a little rowdy every now and then."

>"Anyway, allow me to play the role of hostess for a moment."
>"I don't expect you to pay for Brutus' lodging, but I figure the two of you might enjoy a bit of privacy."
>"Should I put you down for two separate rooms?"

>>28562801

>Starswirl answers before you can think of a response.

>"Two rooms is fine."

>"All righty then. Two rooms, at fifteen bits a night."
>"And of course a special discount for the boys that so graciously helped me with my shopping."
>"So that makes it twenty bits altogether."

>"Fine by me, Lady Rain."

>"Oh, I'm no Lady Mr. Starswirl."
>"Just a tired old mare with an inn to keep up."

>You get the distinct feeling that Starswirl has taken a shine to Rain.
>But that's not really your concern right now.

"If you all don't mind I'll be taking the room left most room."

>"Aye, go ahead, Scribe."

>"I'll bring supper 'round when it's ready, dearie."

>Entering the room, you close the door.
>It's certainly a cozy space.
>There's a bed pressed up against the wall your facing.
>There's also a bedside dresser, a small study desk and a full sized cabinet.
>These rooms must have been designed for extended stays.
>Though you were pretty sure you and Starswirl would just be spending the night.

>You toss your bag onto the bed.
>For the first time in a few days, you're alone.
>Perhaps you could figure out why that phrase in the journal gave you such a headache.
>Maybe even get a little reading in with that evocation guide.
>Or you could always rest until suppertime,

I guess it's a little early right now.

I'll be back around one.

>>28562985
Journal reading it is, I suppose.

>>28562985
Read the evocation guide. This town's too dangerous not to have some kinda emergency defense.

>>28563369
Unless it's a "burn the entire city down" type of emergency I'd rather not bother with it.

>>28562985
>>28563369

>You figure that in a city like this, you'll need to be able to defend yourself.
>So you pull the guide from your bag and place it on the desk.
>You figure there's no better place to start then from the beginning.

>Turning to the beginning of the book, you take note of all the warnings again.
>You rub the space on your face where your eyebrows used to be.
>You remember the fear and helplessness you'd felt on that caravan.
>Perhaps you and Starswirl should have left well enough alone.
>But then again, if you had, you wouldn't know you could see these spirits in the first place.
>You'd just have to take care not to evoke something outrageously and obviously dangerous.

>Speaking of danger, you figure you should go all out when it comes to being safe this time around.
>You recall Starswirl mentioning something about containment circles...
>You quickly flip through the tome, and have no trouble finding the section detailing the aforementioned circles.
>You read aloud to yourself.

"When summoning spirits of any kind, but especially higher leveled ones, it is highly recommended that a containment circle is used."
"The circle may limit an evoked spirits strength and prevent them from achieving their full size, it will also ensure that they do not turn on you."
"The usefulness of is especially apparent on the battlefield. where the power of a fully evoked spirit could, in addition to altering weather patterns and causing general hysteria, lead to excessive friendly casualties."

"Due to the often dangerous situations in which circles must often be drawn, they can be made out of anything, so long as they meet three basic requirements."
"One, they must be circular. Obviously.
"Two, they must contain the appropriate sealing runes."
"And three, and this is perhaps the most important, the circle must not contain any bodily fluids."

More on the way

>>28563904
"In addition, the circle must not be attached or tattooed in anyway to your body. This will result in a binding ritual, not an evocation ritual."

"Well that seems simple enough."

>Reaching into your bag, you grab a quill and parchment.
>Dipping your quill into the ink well, you copy the books representation of the circle as best you can.
>It's rather shabby looking, but you remember the book saying something about how it didn't need to be exact to work properly.
>And it's small enough that whatever you decide to evoke won't calm out large enough to cause any issues.
>But what to evoke?

>You're wary about this whole thing to begin with, so you'd rather summon something safe and simple.
>Turning to the bestiary section, five names immediately jump at you.
>Ifryte, a flame imp
>Shivis, a nymphite of the ice
>Ramuhran, an imp of lightning
>Golet, a miniature sentinel of the earth
>And Diabyan, whose page is rather faded and hard to read.

>What to choose?
>What to evoke?

>>28563976
Hoe about Golet?

>>28563976
>>28564005

>You decide on Golet.
>You like the word the book uses to describe it.
>A sentinel.
>One who guards and protects.
>It's probably the least likely of the five to destroy the inn or if anything goes wrong.

>You remember the phrase Starswirl spoke clearly.
>You need only make minor alterations for what you're about to do.

>You speak softly.
>You don't want anypony to hear you.

"Consurges ex somno tuo et ministra mihi. Golet, cura de terra, vocat te.

>The words do their usual echoing into the vast abyss of everlasting.
>Only this time, unlike during your encounter with Ifrit, the effects of your spoken words are immediate.
>The circle you drew begins to glow a great golden brown.
>Dust and dirt particles, in the air and from around the room, begin to swirl about.
>They congregate in the circle, forming stones that stack upon themselves.
>They link, creating a body and makeshift extremities and, finally, a head.

>From two empty holes in its head, there comes an eerie yellow glow.
>The Golet now stands on the desk.
>It stares at you, and then observes its surroundings.
>Noticing the quill in your hoof, it reaches out.

"Do you want my quill?"

>It nods its head.

"Do you like to write?"

>It nods its head more intensely.
>Could this thing be excited?

>Giving it your and your inkwell, you return to Golets section of the book.

>Again, you read aloud.

"The Golet, much like it's much more powerful counterpart, the Golem, is first and foremost a guardian spirit."
"While it lacks the raw destructive power of it's fellow lesser spirits, it more than makes up for it with an earthen frame that can absorb most any blow, magical or otherwise."
"Golets are also remarkably intelligent, capable of writing and simple, robotic speech. This makes them a perfect choice for one's first evocation, as the evoker can communicate directly with the spirit as opposed to through the Old Language."

more to come

>>28564240
"Golets are also very social spirits, a byproduct of their nature as guardians. They enjoy conversation and are better able to protect you the closer they feel they are to you."
"Try conversing with your newly summoned spirit."

>You begin to look away from the book.

"So Golet, do you wanna have a-"

>You're startled into stopping.
>The spirit has at least tripled in size from the mouse like stature you had summoned it in.
>It holds the quill out to you.
>You're not sure what to do.
>It juts its appendage further out, seeming to insist you take it.
>You take the quill carefully, and notice somethings wrong with the containment circle.
>Its become...,larger?

"You sneaky little devil. Why'd you do that?"

>To your surprise, it answers.

>"Golet not devil. No can talking when very smol."
>"Golet make circle plus big, so can talking to Master. Golet very excited! Never had master before."

>It's voice is rather rough and raspy, but it's distinctly female.
>A female rock spirit.

"So, uh, that's why you wanted my quill? So you could make yourself bigger?"

>"Yes! Golet not big as can be, but this big is good. Make Master look strong. Like big Golem!"

>You blush.
>This thing is complimenting you like some kind of child.

>You figure you should get on this bonding thing.
>But what should you talk about?
>What should you ask it?

>>28564340
So, tell me about yourself, Golet. What are you good at?

>>28564359
>>28564340

>Simple is always a good way to start.

"So, uh, Golet. What do you like to do?"

>She cocks her head slightly.

>"Golet no understanding question, Master."
>"Golet only like protect Master."
>"Golet only can protect Master."
>"It all Golet know. Protect."

>Well this is off to a shit start.
>What else is there...
>You could ask another question.
>Or maybe she could ask some to you?

I'm gonna try to make these more short and succinct so that there's not so much time between responses.

>>28564438
Alright, then why don't you ask me some questions?

>>28564438
Exactly how big is Golet now? Can we let her out of the circle and her keep that size? Not right now of course. Tell Golet that we're in a city that pretty much hates us so it should be good to have her around. Also introduce ourself.

I propose to name her Golette.

>>28564539
She's roughly the size of a small dog. And I'll keep the name in mind
>>28564438
>>28564438

>You get the feeling that asking the Golet questions will result in similar results each time.
>So you decide to flip the script.

"Hey, Golet. Do you wanna know some stuff about me?"

>The Golet's stone face seems to convey excitement.
>At least, as well as a face made of stone can.

>"Golet have many questions. Ask Master many things!"
>"First, Golet want know where master bring Golet."

>Her toddler babble is a tad hard to understand, but you catch the gist of it.

"We're in the city of Aurus, the capitol of the unicorn kingdom. It's a very wonderful, but also very scary place."

>"Golet protect Master. Keep scary away!"

>Damn this things cute.

"Keep asking, Golet. I have many answers to give."

>"What am Master doing in unicorn capitol, if no am unicorn?"

>>28564670
I'm here with my very dear friend, Starswirl. He's looking to become the court wizard.

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>>28564670
How much bigger can you make yourself?

>>28564670
>>28564701
>>28564706

"I'm here with a very dear friend. His name is Starswirl and he's looking to become the court wizard."

>"What are court wizard?"

"Well, it's kind of like a pony who uses magic to learn things and protect other ponies."

>"Starswirl am protector? Starswirl am like Golet?"

>You laugh softly.

"Yeah, I guess he is."

>"Golet want meet friend-protector Starswirl!"

"I'd love to introduce you, but now's not a good time."

>You look at the enlarged containment circle.
>You finally think you have a question for Golet.

"Say, Golet? Just how much bigger can you get?"

>"Golet can get many bigger. Not as bigger as Golem, but still many bigger."
>"As big as Master!"

>Just then you hear a knock at your door.
>Someone's coming in!
>What do you do?

>>28564844
The guide said that most ponies can't see evoked spirits.

That being said, ask who it is.

>>28564844
Hide, Golette, and observe. Don't make your presence known unless I specifically ask you to. This may be Starswirl and I think I should introduce you to him.

>>28564844
Stand/sit between her and the door and hide the book.

>>28564898
editing to match the story, don't introduce Golette but let her observe.

>>28564844
>>28564922
>>28564942

>You bring your head close to Golet and whisper to her.

"Make yourself as quite and unnoticeable as possible. I don't know who this is, or if they'll be able to see you. Whatever the case, just sit back and observe until I say otherwise.

>"Yes, Master."

>Golet collapses into a small pile of rocks
>You close the evocation guide and position yourself so that your body blocks the majority of the desk.

"Who is it?"

>It's me, Rain."

>"And Starswirl!"

>What could both of them want?

"Come in."

>The door swings open.
>The two of them stay planted in the door way, thankfully.
>If they came in you wouldn't, you'd have a remarkably hard time hiding what you'd been doing.

>"I was just about to start cooking the meals for tonight when I realized how rude I'd been."
>"I completely forgot to ask what you wanted for supper!"

>"And I'm helping."

>Starswirls addition was somewhat confusing and unhelpful.
>His attire was equally confusing.
>He had traded his cloak for an unironically feminine apron and mismatched chef's cap.
>He seemed happy though, so you weren't going to question it.

"Well, I'm rather partial to roasted corn. Oh, and steamed carrots are always good. I'd have to say my absolute favorite meal is Daisy-break salad. Do you think you could make some of that?"

>Rain beams at you.

>"Of course, dearie."
>Come now Starswirl, there's work to do."

>"Aye, Lady Rain".

>They leave, closing the door behind them.

>>28565061
Whew. Ok then. Let read some more of our journal and start writing in in ourselves, covering what's happened since the last entry.

>>28565061
"Alright, Golet, you can come out."

>The pile of stones takes its previous form.

>"Which friend were Starswirl? Was it pretty mare?"

"No, that was somepony else."

>"It was funny talk stallion? He dress strange."

"Yeah, but not usually. I don't know what he's doing, but he's happy, so I'm fine with it."

>"Master am very kind."

"Thank you."

>You and Golet sit in silence for a moment.
>You're staring at the ceiling and she's staring at you.
>You decide to look something up in the tome.
>You open it back up to the page on lesser spirits.

>You read silently this time.

>To name a spirit is to provide it with the greatest honor. For lesser spirits, it is the equivalent of being made a king.
>As all lesser spirits are named after their greater counterparts, being given a name to set them apart from others is a great honor and should not be done lightly. Once given a name, they will regard you as a god.
>For you are the being that set them apart from the rest.

>You contemplate the decision you're about to make.
>You're probably being hasty...
>But should you?

Note: we're deciding if we should name her, not what we should name her

>>28565254
Oh shit, sorry. I wrote the entry before I updated. I waited like a twenty five minutes without response

>>28565313
Yeah, let's hold off on the name.

>>28565313
As compensation for me accidentally skipping>>28565254 we will be using their suggestion in conjunction with>>28565412

>You shake your head.
>You're moving a little too fast with this.
>She's cute, and she's clearly devoted.
>But naming is a step too far.

>"Master? Are well? Need Golet protect?"

"Hmm? Oh, no, I'm fine Golet. Just thinking about some stuff."

>You close the tome again and push it to the side.
>It now sits opposite Golet.
>Reaching into your bag again, you pull out the journal.
>Now would probably be a good time to check out that page that gave you a massive headache..

>You scoot closer to Golet, showing her what your looking at.

>"Golet read with Master? Golet like read."

"Yeah, you're gonna read with me. Just read along with me, these five words, see?"
"And let me know if you feel anything."

>She nods.
>You brace yourself for pain as you bring your eyes to the page.

Stopping here for now. I'll either be back later tonight or tomorrow . Glad people are still enjoying this.

Ain't Golet a cutie

>>28565658
Goodnight, and thanks for running.

This looks more like a "to be continued" than a prompt so I'll wait and see what happens tomorrow.

Nice work running earlier than usual. I had fun.

Golet definitely a cutie.

>>28565658

Wonder would we be able to summon even more types of spirits in the future.

>>28567990
Sure, but I think we've got what we needed- A pocket pistol, if you will. There's no need to risk raising havoc when we've already summoned a golem-ette.

This is going to be interesting.

>>28568863

QM here. We run in about an hour

>>28565658

>As you read the words on the page, a ringing sets in your head.

>NEVER FORGET TO REMEMBER YOURSELF

>These five words set something off deep in your psyche.
>Your head feels as if it's about to split open.
>But this time, you don't scream.
>The mouth feels as if it's been glued shut.
>And with each passing moment, the pain only intensifies.

>NEVER
>FORGET
>REMEMBER
>YOURSELF

>These are the only words in your mind as you black out.

XXX
>Your eyes snap open.
>Your back in that black void from your dream.
>Except it's not such a void.
>There's one thing sitting within the emptiness
>A sofa.
>And on the sofa is..., you?
>Or at least who you were.

>...Who are you?

>As you wander through your existential crisis, you suddenly find yourself sitting on the sofa.
>The dusty brown stallion doesn't look at you, almost as if he's refusing to acknowledge you.
>But then he speaks.

>"I don't know what you're doing back so soon. I'll assume you made a mistake in reading the killswitch."
>"I'll give you three questions before I send you back. Make them count."
>"And please, one at a time."

>>28570631
Who are you, who am I, and how did I end up in this current situation? As in, being in the body of Ghost Scribe.

>>28570631
>>28570750

"W-Who are you?"

>The dusty brown stallion scoffs.

>"I'm you, boy. At least, until this whole ordeal is over.
>"And if you mean who I really am, well I already gave you that answer."
>"And the answer, in case you don't remember, is that I can't tell you."

>Well that was a bunch of non-information.

>"Come on, next question."

1/3

>>28570862
>>28570750

"Well, if you're me, then who am I?"

>He laughs at you again, heartier this time.

>"Why, you're Ghost Scribe, of course! What, did you think everypony was calling you that for fun?"

>You just look at him confused.
>Disappointment washes over his face.

>"Already? You've seriously forgotten already? Oh, to think you were so confident in yourself."

"Well, I've got a general idea that I don't belong, but the past few days have been rather intense. forgive me if my memory is imperfect."

>"I'm afraid I can't do that. In this kind of situation, a memory any weaker than a steel trap could get you stranded."
>I'll give you this and this only. Your name was Deb. Deb Seascrolls."
>"The rest you'll have to get on your own."

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>>28570750
>>28570915

>You open your mouth to ask your final question.
>But the stallion that's you but not you raises a hoof to silence you.

>"I can take a wild guess at your last question."
>"You want to know how you got mixed up in all this, right?"

>You nod.
>The stallion placed his hoof on his face and dragged across.

>"Sweet Celestia, I hate having to spoonfeed you like this."

>Celestia..., that name resonates with you, but you're not sure why.

>"To put it simply, you're here to learn. Observe. Live. Absorb all the information you can."
>"Do your best to survive. Create history. That is why you're here."
>"And that's all I'll say about that, because I already explained this, in great detail I might add, before I sent you back."

>"Now, to be honest, I don't feel like any of those were real questions. So I'll give you one more."
>"So shoot. I won't give you another."

>>28570990
If I'm not meant to be here where is the real Ghost Scribe? What happened to him?

I'd wait for a second suggestion.

>>28570990
You said create history, yet my goal is to observe. Do I have to worry about adhering to the past?

>>28571287
>>28570990

>You don't totally understand everything that's being told to you.
>But most of the information sounds incredibly familiar.
>And you vaguely remember once being the stallion that sits next to you.
>Honestly, it's all a little much to take in, but you think you can manage.

>One thing the stallion who is you but not you bothers you though.

"You said create history, yet my goal is to observe. Do I have to worry about adhering to the past?"

>The not-you smiles.

>"Who's to say either action is exclusive from the other?"
>"Observe as you create, create from what you observe. Absorb what you learn and lock it away in your memory."
>"And don't worry about adhering to anything. The past can take care of itself. Time has a funny way of bringing itself right when it's wronged."

>"And with that, I have no more to offer you. We both have lives to get back to."
>"Bit of advice before you go: Leave the journal alone. You've nothing more to learn from it. Store it somewhere safe. Because when your time rolls around, it'll be your only way back.

>"Now please, go. And don't come back for a long while."

XXX
>You awaken.
>You're getting pretty tired of awakening.
>Nothing good seems to come of you awakening.

>Your head still hurts, and your mouth is dry as a bone.
>You must have fallen on the floor while you "slept."

>"Awaken, my master!"

>Golet's still around.
>Which likely means that nopony saw her.

>Picking yourself up, you notice a few things are different.
>On the desk is a large ceramic bowl, containing food of some kind (thank goodness, because you're starving).
>Next to it is a folded note.
>And on your bed is the evocation tome and your journal.
>Rain probably moved all that stuff around so she could bring you something to eat.

>First thing you'd like to do is dig in.
>But maybe you should see what's up with the note.
>You should probably check on your belongings as well.
>Maybe see how Golet handled things while you were asleep?

>>28571525
Check note, ask Golet what happened.

FUCKING DAMNIT WE DIDN'T ASK WHAT HAPPENED TO REAL SCRIBE. FUCK EVERYTHING.

>>28571525
Read the note, see what's up.

>>28571641
>Implying he would have told you anything
>>28571844
>>28571525

>You decide checking the note and questioning Golet should be your first orders of business.
>Picking up the note, you unfold it and begin to read.

>You were sleeping when I came to check on you. Starswirl told me what a long, stressful trip you have both had, and I understand if the both of you are dealing with it in different ways. You conked out before dinner was ready, so I prepared an extra large portion for you to eat when you wake up.
>Sweet dreams!
>XOXO, Rain

"Well that was awful nice of her."

>"No! Mare who leave note am meanie!"

"What do you mean? Rain's such a kind, caring pony."

>"When Master sleeping, Golet keep good watch on Master. Make sure no hurt!"
>"But then meanie mare come in. Golet think she nice, but then she look at Masters book.
>"She look in book and then she look at Golet and then she have angry face!"

>Your blood runs cold.

"Y-You mean, she saw you?"

>"Golet no know. Golet think maybe she just look at circle. Meanie mare no say anything to Golet. Just angry face."

>"But then meanie mare take Masters book, all both of them, and put on bed. She leave and then come back with bowl. Bowl have lots of food, but Golet no trust!"
>"Meanie mare write note for Master. Note have nice words, but mare have angry look, give Master angry face!"

>Oh dear.
>Oh my.
>Oh shit.
>Rain read the tome.
>She saw the containment circle.
>She might have even seen Golet, but you're not sure about that one.
>One of the first paragraphs in that book details what you should do should you ever find the book outside of Negra Beliza.
>If Rain had read that, no doubt, you were on borrowed time.

>You have to figure out your next course of action.

>>28571915
It feels like it's time to make like an apostate in the midst of a burning and go up in smoke!

Aie Get the hell outta dodge before we get caught.

>>28571915
We should talk to her about it before we do anything panicky.

>>28571915
Check in with Starswirl, make sure he knows the food may be poisoned and I think it's time to introduce Golet to him. Then you and he can confront our hostess.

>>28571915
>>28571981
>>28572019
>First things first, you turn the bowl on your table upside down.
>There's a strong possibility that stuff is poisoned, and you're hungry enough that you might absentmindedly take a bite.

>You need to let Starswirl know what's going on.
>You didn't plan on telling him about Golet so soon, but you figure you have to at this point.
>Otherwise it'll just seem like a lot of mindless blabbering on your end.

>You have Golet stay on your desk.
>She protests but it's for the best right now.
>So you calmly and quietly open your door and...
>It's night time.
>Everyponies asleep.
>Brutus is still snoring heavily on the couch.
>You can hear a faint rustling in what you assume must be Starswirl's room.
>It has to be, since it's the only other room with a shut door.

>What should you do?

>>28572133
Knock. This is actually important and can't wait til morning.

>>28572133
Beckon Golet to come with you, then open Starswirl's door, by force if necessary. Even if he's in coitus del flagrante` with some mare, it's a life and death situation. It's also quite likely he's in a fight with attackers.

>>28572133
>>28572133
Get dat door open!

>>28572133
>>28572149
>>28572165

>You don't know what's going on in Starswirls room
>But you know that you need to speak to him now.
>Just in case, you beckon Golet over.
>She's eager to help you, hopping down from the desk and running over to you, like some kind of small dog.

>"Protect Master! Help Masters friend!"

>Her overzealous shouts may have betrayed your presence.
>But if Starswirl is being attacked, it doesn't matter whether or not they hear you coming.
>You need to help your friend!

>You first try turning the doorknob.
>It's locked.
>You're not sure what you expected.
>From behind the door you hear things being tossed around.
>You can hear grunting and labored breaths as Starswirl and his assailant fight about the room.
>There's only one thing for you to do.

"Golet. Break down the door."

>"Yes. Master. Golet break door, save friend!"

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>>28572344
Welp, we know what's going on in there. What happened to knocking?

>>28572344

>Golet must weigh quite a lot, as the door collapses inward without much effort on her end.
>You rush into the room, lit dimly by a single dying candle.
>You see two figures on the bed.
>They seem too wrapped up in their own struggle to even notice that you've knocked the door down.
>Just as you ready yourself to to strike, you hear one of the figures scream.
>It's distinctly female
>And distinctly... aroused.
>Oh.
>You've completely misread this situation.

>As you attempt to back out, Golet speaks out.

>"Master, now! Save friend from meanie mare!"

>You can't see any faces, but one of the figures has very clearly turned its head towards you.

>"SCRIBEWHATINTHEWORLDAREYOUDOING!"

>Shit.
>How do you explain your way out of this?

>>28572440
MC assumed the worst and knocked down the door.

As characters who believe their loved ones are in danger tend to do, he didn't think clearly and dove right in.

>>28572455
We may or may not have screwed up?

>>28572455
Starswirl, I need to talk. It's an emergency, no it can't wait.

>>28572477
I'm a little miffed that my knock suggestion was ignored, yeah.

>>28572455
Oh wow. I didn't think you'd go straight to banging a mare this soon into town.

>>28572455
Sorry about suggesting force-opening the door. The situation remains dire, though. Watch out for attack from his erstwhile girlfriend to prevent him joining your side in the situation.

>>28572515
You know what would make this more funny? If Scribe was a virgin since no unicorn ever wanted to get with him. Can that be a thing?

>>28572545
I thought it was already implied.
>>28572488
I'm sorry your upset

>>28572455
>>28572488

"I could ask the same of you, Starswirl.
What whore is this, that you're laying with, so soon into our stay here?"

>"I'll forgive that just once, Mr. Scribe, as you clearly can't see me very well. But I'd appreciate if you refrain from calling me a whore."
>"I was just taking a shine to you too."

"Miss Rain?"

>"HOY, SCRIBE, EXPLANATION, NOW."

"Right, right. There's been a bit of an emergency. I assumed you were under attack. If you'll step out into the hall with me, I'll explain further."
"And no, it can't wait."

>Starswirl makes a disgruntled noise.

>"Fine. Though I don't know what could have possibly made you think I was under attack."

>"I'll be waiting, my sweet."

>You watch as Starswirl pulls himself of from Rain.
>A resounding pop acts as further confirmation of their dirty deed.
>He dons a cloak for modesty and follows you out into the hall.
>You make an attempt to close the door, but settle for just moving closer to your room.

>"So, what was this so called emergency?"

>He glances at Golet, who has also followed you from the room, an expression of pride on her stony face.

>"And what in the world is that?!"

>>28572661
"That is a golet, a guardian imp I summoned. I fell prey to an odd spell unrelated to it, and when I came to, I found food and a note which seeemed harmless enough- Except that Golet thinks our hostess is up to no good due to how badly she reacted upon finding my summoning circle and the book. She may even try to kill us!"

>>28572661
Since we felt as though we were in danger, we summoned a golett to protect ourselves. However, I passed out earlier and left golett here to watch. She saw the evocation book.

>>28572691
>She may even try to kill us!"
That's quite an accusation without any sort of proofs towards a mare whom Starswirl was just fucking. Let's not say that.

>>28572739
same here, it be more likely we are going to get thrown in jail than anything else.

>>28572739
We just broke his door down and cockblocked him, there's no good telling him we felt afraid of the dark! He'll never speak to us again.

Golet said the mare turned evil-face upon finding our stuff, we dumped out our food due to poison fear- That means we're legit afraid of being kakked in our sleep! He deserves to know that so he's prepared to deal with anything that may come along. Even if it's just us jumping at shadows. After the journal incident I'm not entirely sure we're all that well tied down either.

>>28572761
I'd rather at least try to not look insane.

QM here.

Whats the consensus? Do we go full wackadoo and accuse her of wanting us dead or try to stay level?

>>28572840
Voting full whackadoo, we have golet to back us up. But hopefully only to Starswirl, I don't want to alienate the hostess if she's actually benign. Starswirl needs to know what our imp saw though.

>>28572840
Do NOT go full whackadoo.

>>28572840
I'm this guy again:
>>28572857
There's a definite split. How about this.

We have Golet explain to him herself, just hold her up to his ear and let her whisper everything to him. That way we're not the nutbar here.

>>28572936
Sure. We let her speak first then we explain ourselves.

>>28572661
>>28572936
>>28572990

"That's Golet."

>"And what in the world is a Golet?"

"Well, the tome described them as guardian spirits. I just figured I should have something to help me survive here in Aurus. After all, you won't always be there to bail me out."

>"So you summoned a spirit? After the whole Ifrit incident?"

"An incident I brought an end to, yes. But that's besides the point. The point is, I passed out while I was doing some reading. During that time, Golet saw some things."
"It would probably be best if she explained it to you."

>"And why should I trust this thing?"

"Because I trust i-, her. I trust her."

>Starswirl rolls his eyes, but reluctantly stoops his head down.
>Golet explains everything to him as she did to you.
>It takes a few minutes, during which Starswirl goes through a variety of facial expressions.
>Eventually he settles on one of understanding.

>"I'd question this spirits credibility more, but given that you used a containment circle, I'll suspend my disbelief."
>"And thinking about it, she did seem upset earlier.
>"But she told me you had upset your inkwell and stained the desk, so I considered her brief anger justified."

>You both stand their, contemplating what to do next.

>"So..., how should we confront her on this?"

>>28573207
She said we upset our inkwell? That sounds like we've caught her in a lie. Ask Starswirl his opinion, as he obviously, well, 'knows' her better.

>>28573207
You're the one here who has experience with mares. Besides, you just had your dick in her, I'm sure you can smooth things out.

>>28573207
That's a lie. I didn't upset any inkwell. Do you have any magic for recognizing poisons in food? Cause that would definitely clinch it.

>>28573311
>>28573332
>>28573396
>>28573207

"You've got more "experience" dealing with her, so I think you'd know better than I. But no, I don't think we should confront her just yet."

>"Why not?"

"Did father teach you any kind of poison detection spell."

>"It just so happens he did. Being the court wizard came with many duties, after all."

"Check my food."

>"Really? You want me to check the salad she made? I ate that salad myself and I feel just fine."

"I just need to be sure."

>Starswirl huffs and puffs, but gives in.

>"If you insist."

>He spends what seems like forever going through your overturned salad..
>But he comes back with nothing.

>"From what I see, it's a perfectly normal Daisy break salad. No poisons to speak of. And of course no inkwell spill either."
>"Though if what your spirit said was true, I'm still troubled by the fact that she even recognized the evocation tome."

"As am I."

>"So what do we do now?"

>>28573580
We confront her? I dunno. And really dude? I wish I was around to see who wooed who. I bet you we're all starry eyed, sucking up to her by cooking and such.

>>28573580
I say we just return to normal and let him get back to his duties. We've done what we needed to, warned of odd goings on, and since there was no outright attempt to kill us, it's probably safe enough to eat whatever's salvagable of the salad and then get some sleep.

Another split. Do you wanna vote? or should I flip a coin?

>>28573772
It may be best to just leave it for now, but stay cautious of her until we know of her intentions and relations.

>>28573772
The ol' flip-er-oo's fine by me. I'm
>>28573687

>>28573772
I don't mind a coin flip.

>>28573772
Whatever you do, still tease Star.

>>28573687
>>28573580

>Thing is, your not entirely sure what to do
>Your food isn't poisoned.
>And while Rain clearly has knows what the tome and circle were, she's made no attempt to confront you on them.
>All in all, you'd rather be done with this.

"I suppose there's nothing to do.No evidence, no way to confront her. It's best if we just drop this for now."

>"Agreed."

>The two of you sigh in unison.
>Golet just lies on the floor of your room, anticipating when she'll be next needed.

"So, "my sweet", will you return to your lover's embrace. Or is it the good sleep for you?"

>"I don't see how that's any of your business."

>Starswirl playfully boxes your side and laughs.
>His gray muzzle is turning a deep shade of purple from blush.

"No, I suppose it isn't. Goodnight, Starswirl."

>"Goodnight, Scribe."

>Starswirl leaves, closing the door behind him.
>You try to push how he'll be spending his night out of your head.
>Instead you, try to focus on the salvageable bits of your salad.
>You're absolutely starving, and while a good portion of the salad fell out of the bowl, there's enough to satisfy you.
>Finally, extinguishing the candle which seems to have been burning an eternity, you fall into bed.
>Golet sidles up next to you.

>"Golet protect good, Master?"

"Very good, Golet. But I need you to keep protecting. I still don't quite trust the meanie mare."
"Can you keep an eye on things while I sleep again?"

>"Yes, Master. Golet protect while Master sleep. No problem!"

"Very good. Goodnight, Golet."

>As you close your eyes, you contemplate just how eventful the past three days alone have been. This whole ordeal has just barely begun. You have no idea how much longer it will last. As is, you barely have any concept of who you are or what you're doing here. But you'll do it all the same.
>Your mind enters the state of dreams, and two names echo through your mind.
>Seascrolls...
>Celestia...
>Seascrolls...
>Celestia....

That's all for tonight folks! Things are really starting to pick up, 'eh?

What's next for our intrepid heroes?
Find out next time early morning to early afternoon tomorrow because I work at five PM

I hope you're as excited as I am for the morning after

>>28574090
Looking forward to it! Goodnight.

Bedtime bump

10

have a bump to become a big strong thread.

>>28574072

>The soft light of the morning sun begins to flow into your room.
>Your sleep was dreamless.
>But at least it was peaceful.
>As you open your eyes, you notice something that isn't quite right.
>Your door is open, though you're quite sure you shut it the night before.

>"Good morning, deary."

>Rain?
>Is she in your room?
>Where could she be?

>You try to get up to look around the room, but there is a great weight on your chest.
>Looking up to see what it is, you find exactly what you're looking for.
>Or rather, who.

"Rain? What are you doing in here? Why are you on top of me?!"

>"No need to panic, Mr. Scribe. I don't intend to hurt you. At least I don't want to."
>"I just need to be absolutely sure of something. I know you have a spirit here. I can't see it, but I know it's here. And I need it to do something for me."

>What could she want?

>>28577119
I'm listening.

>>28577119
>>28577153

>You don't figure you have much choice in the matter.
>But whatever it is, if it calms her suspicions of you, you'll do it.

"I'm listening."

>"Good. Now first, I'll need you to tell me what kind of spirit it is."

"It's a Golet."

>"Ah, good, that'll make this simple then."
>"I need it to write something down. Spirits are inherently incapable of lying you see."
>"And I need to be absolutely sure you're not here for what I think you're here for."

"What do you need it to write?"

>"I need it to write about you. Something that convinces me not to kill you right here, right now."

>You glance over and see Golet.
>She's already grabbed a quill and parchment.

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>>28577188

"Okay, Golet. Write something nice about Master."
"Show the pretty mare how good we are."

>Golet gets to writing.
>Rain watches the spot Golet's in.
>To her it must seem like the quill is writing all on it's own.

>"I'd be less liberal with your compliments, Mr. Scribe. Flattery will get you everywhere."

>She looks at you from the corner of her eye and smiles slyly.
>You'd been trying to ignore it, but she reeks of sex.
>You're too stressed out to be aroused though.

>Golet finishes her note, and brings it over.
>Rain snatches the note from what must seem like thin air
>She reads it aloud.

>"My Master is a very good Master. I have only known him for a day, but he is very kind. He lets me protect him, even while he's sleeping and cares about his friend Starswirl very much."

>"Well, it's not much, but it's enough to convince me."

>Rain pushes herself off of you and gets off the bed

>"I apologize for the misunderstanding. Oh and I'd be careful if I were you."
>"Even the most benign spirits can grow to be quite dangerous."

>She begins to leave your room.
>Should you stop her and ask her what this was all about?
>Or should you just count yourself lucky to be done with it and prepare for your day?

>>28577246
I would like some explanation. You did threaten my life.

>>28577246
>>28577263

"Don't you think I'm owed some kind of explanation? You did just threaten my life after all."

>Rain stops and turns to you.
>Her expression is soft and tired.
>Once again, she just seems like, a kind, middle-aged mare.

>"I wish I could give you that explanation. But that would require I tell you a story that I just don't have the patience to tell."
>"I will say that I've had very poor experiences with the ponies of Negra Beliza. I just needed to be sure you weren't... that you weren't one of them."

>You see tears welling up in Rain's eyes, but she quickly wipes them away.

>"If you don't mind my asking, how did you happen upon such a book? They're essentially non-existent outside Negra Beliza."

>>28577369
It's stolen, if I'm perfectly honest.

>>28577369
>>28577446

"Well, to be perfectly honest, it's stolen."

>Rain's eyes widen with surprise.

>"And how'd you manage that?"

"Not me, my father. My adoptive father, I mean. Stargazer the whimsical."
"Apparently, While he and the King were on a diplomatic visit to Negra Beliza, he just saw the book and snatched it up."

>"He's lucky to have gotten away with his life, let alone the book!"

>Rain raises a hoof to her chin, a look of contemplation on her face.

>"You know, I don't know why I didn't realize it until now, but I knew you're father quite well."

"Did you now?"

>"I did. If not for him, I wouldn't have this inn. But that's a part of that story I'd rather not tell."
>He was such a kind stallion, though he always seemed distraught about something. He would never say what. When he would come to visit me, he would always have a joke to tell and a story to weave."
>"And he would take every opportunity to tell me about his sons, his two precious boys. He lamented over how he never got to see them, but would always mention how they were born for greatness."
>"A very self-deprecating stallion he was, but he held every belief in his sons. He expected they would surpass him in every way."

>She looks to the note on your bed.

>"And if you and Starswirl's current abilities are any indicator, I'd say you're well on your way to doing just that."
>"Good luck, Mr. Scribe."

>With that, she left the room.
>Your alone again, save for Golet.
>It's about time you got ready.

Should we skip straight to the castle, or would you like to check on Brutus?

>>28577619
I don't particularly care for Brutus, let's go to the castle

>>28577822
>>28577619

>Your ready quickly.
>Starswirl won't be up for some time though.
>So you just wait.

XXX

>You've been waiting in the main hall for a few hours now.
>You've been passing the time with staring contests with Golet, among other things.
>Starswirl awakens, a groggy mess.
>He takes a bath and dons his and just like that you're both ready to go.

>As you're about to leave, Rain stops you both.

>"Good luck to the both of you. I expect to hear great things. And please, do come visit. I've taken a liking to the two of you."

>"Aye, we will, Lady Rain."
"Will do."

>"Farewell, my lovely. And farewell, Mr. Scribe."

>Before leaving, you place Golet in the hood of your cloak.
>You don't know who else might be able to see her, or how they'll react if they can.
>Best to be safe.

>You exit the inn, waving to Rain as you enter the streets of Aurus.
>The door shuts, and you turn to Starswirl who's reading the map Rain had bought for you both.

>"Looks like the castle is about ten minutes from here."
>"Let's get going."

>He puts the map away, walking off in the direction of the castle.
>You follow.

XXX

>You arrive at the gates of Castle Aurus.
>They're not as large as the hold walls doors.
>But somehow they're even more imposing.
>As you approach, the two of you are stopped by the two guards, gatekeepers as they were.

>"Halt! State your name and what business you have in Aurus."

>>28578035
Let Starswirl say his piece first, then say that we're Ghost Scribe, Starswirl's personal scribe and companion.

>>28578035
>>28578072

>You do the smart thing and let Starswirl answer first.

>"My name is Starswirl. My sire is the esteemed Stargazer the Whimsical. I'm here to fulfill my duties to the royal family and take my father's place by King Aurums side.."

>"Ah, yes, Starswirl. The kings been expecting you. He's eager to meet you."

>You can't quite tell, but the guard that's remained silent seems to be... stifling laughter?

>"Now who's this filth, standing next to you?"

>He was clearly referring to you.

"My name is Ghost Scribe, sir. I'm Starswirls personal scribe and companion."

>"Personal scribe, 'eh? Well, I don't see what use you'd have for that sort of thing, but I'm not here to judge."
>"Stay close to your friend, filth, and try not to step out of line. Many a guard here would be eager to beat you senseless."

>The guard whispers something to his fellow.
>They nod to each other, and the guard that remained silent beckons for you to follow.

1/2

>>28578287

>The guards horn glows, and the doors open.
>They glide open silently, and reveal an entrance hall.
>He walks in.
>You and Starswirl follow.

>The doors shut behind you, just as silently as they opened.
>You've only just entered the castle, but already you're rather intimidated.
>Every few feet, there are doorways, with guards stationed at either side.
>They glare at you, as though you're very presence is a smudge on the floors of the admittedly immaculate castle.
>You do your best to ignore them.

>After an eternity of clipping and clopping, you arrive at the end of the hall.
>Here lie yet another set of doors, much larger then those at the entrance.
>It takes the combined might of your escort and the two guards at either side of the door to open it.
>But once the door is open, you see you've finally arrived.

>The throne room is simple, yet grand.
>A large square room, with a small staircase leading up to the thrones of the very ponies you and Starswirl had come to serve.
>King Aurum, in his great golden throne befitting his name, his mane, hair and beard a great golden yellow.
>The crown upon his head was a similar hue, and adorned with the finest of jewels.
>His wife, Queen Silvertongue, sat beside him. Her mane was a royal purple, her hair a pearly white.
>Her throne was a shining silver, to compliment the kings gleaming gold.

>They both looked down on the two of you with royal countenance.
>The king raised a single hoof.

>"He's beckoning you both. Make haste, show your respect, and be humble."

>The guard pushes you both forward.
>Upon reaching the top of the staircase, Starswirl introduces the both of you.

>"Greetings, your Majesties. I am your humble servant Starswirl."
>"And this is my friend, scribe and brother-at-heart, Ghost Scribe. I is an honor to be in your presence."

>Starswirl finishes this sentence with a bow.
>You begin to follow, but then the Queen extends her hoof, expectantly.
>Your not sure what she wants.
>What do you do?

>>28578464
We kiss it, of course.

>>28578464
Look to Starswirl in confusion.

>>28578486
By that I mean we follow the proper formal protocol for kissing her hoof. Lightly place our hoof under hers and quickly kiss any regalia she might have on her hoof. If she doesn't have any, then we kiss the top of her hoof.
It's a short, polite gesture, as she's far above our social standing. I should mention to >>28578561 that it's extremely rude to fuck it up.

>>28578464
>>28578486

>You grab the Queens hoof in your own, and give it a light kiss.
>The Queen graces you with a light smile.

>"A lifetime around those of magical blood has done well to cleanse you of filth, Ghost Scribe."

>You know this is a compliment, but all the same it stings.
>Perhaps its just her voice.
>It's so cold and formal, the exact opposite of Rains, who had made you feel welcome, even when she was threatening your life.

>The King speaks up.

>"It's wonderful to have you both here. I've been wildly anticipating your arrival."

>His voice is booming and commands presence.
>Truly a voice befitting a ruler.

>"As have we, milord. We would have come yesterday, but after a harrowing journey such as ours, we felt it best to get some rest before meeting your Majesty."

>"Ah, yes, I heard about what happened. Commander Barques tends to be a tad... overzealous."
>"He sent word that you'd arrived last evening, as well as informing me that he'd apprehended a group of exotic smugglers."
>"I assume these "smugglers" to be your escorts, yes?"

>"Yes, milord. I'd be most appreciative if you'd let them go freely. They risked quite a lot in bringing us here."

>"Of course, Starswirl. Anything for Stargazers son."

>At this point, Jackpot and his crew are lucky to be alive.
>But you wonder if you should mention the increased pay you'd promised them...

>>28578602
I suppose we could ask his majesty if we could speak to them before they leave.

>>28578602
>>28578647

>You clear your throat, rather nervous at what you're about to ask.

"Your Majesty, King Aurum, might I ask you something?"

>Starswirl gives you a stern look, but nopony but you seems to notice.

>"Of course, Ghost Scribe. Stargazer didn't bring you up in conversation as often as he did Starswirl, but he regarded you as his son all the same."
>"Ask, and I will see what I can do."

"I would like to speak to our escorts. I feel I owe them an apology. It's our fault they were beaten so mercilessly and imprisoned."

>The king gives a hearty laugh.

>"It's your fault, now is it? Your fault that the three tribes are so incapable of getting along?'
>"Well, perhaps I should have you executed, and ten all the worlds troubles will be done with!"

>The King sees your becoming uncomfortable.

>"I jest, of course. All I mean to say, is that what Commander Barques did lay outside your control. Outside anypony's control really. It's just the state of things."
>"And before you say anything, I've been informed of their requests for... quadruple pay, was it?"

"Yes, your majesty."

>"They'll have it. Consider it due compensation. I trust this satisfies you?"

"Very much so, your Majesty. Thank you!"

>Your interactions with the King and Queen are going much smoother than you'd expected.
>Even Starswirl seems a bit surprised.

>The king reaches for a bell at his side and rings it.
>Almost immediately, a maid appears at the top of the steps.

>"You rang, milord?"
>"Yes, I did. I want you to show this fine young stallion to his quarters. His name is Starswirl, and he'll be taking Stargazers place by my side."

>"Excellent, milord. If you'll follow me, Sir Starswirl."

>The mare takes Starswirls bags from him and trots off.
>Starswirl follows and and the pair disappears as they turn a bend and enter a hallway to the left of the thrones.

>You feel awkward as you stand there.
>Just you, the King and the Queen.

1/2

>>28578915
>"Now, now, boy. No need to be so tense."

>You try to loosen yourself up a bit.

>"Now, I'm sure you're wondering why I didn't have Bethabelle excort you to your own room, yes?"

"Well, not exactly, your Majesty. But I am now."

>"Let me tell you why: It's because there are no quarters for you here. I'm afraid, for the time being, there is no room for you here at Castle Aurus."

>You stand there, confused.
>What did he mean by this?

>"Please, don't take this the wrong way, but as close as you and Starswirl are, there is simply no more need for scribes within these walls."
>"In the past thirty yeas not a single spell has been created here within this city or this castle.
>"All the greatest minds have moved on to Negra Beliza. But while I would normally recommend you do the same, I'm afraid as you are, that is also an impossibility."

>Your confusion turns to panic.
>If you can't be here, where are you supposed to go?
>What would the King have you do?

>>28579017
What would you have me do, your majesty? Return to the inn from whence I came this morning?

>>28579017
QM Bump

Need a reply guys. What's our going MC gonna do?

>>28579169
Disregard this.

>>28579166
This all being respectful of course.

>>28579017
>>28579166
>>28579225

>You calm yourself before speaking.
>As collected as you can be, you speak.

"What would you have me do, your Majesty? Would you have me return to the inn whence I came?"

>"I doubt, without Starswirl, that you would make it halfway there."

"Neither do I, milord. And with no way to return home in this snow, I'm afraid I'm stranded."
"I can't even do as that Brutus fellow does, and become a mercenary. Who, after all, would hire an Earth sellsword in a city of unicorns."

>"So you've met Brutus, have you? A waste of potential, that one. Would have been a fine guard, had it not been for his terrible drinking habits."

>The king grows silent for a moment.
>He seems to be thinking of something.

>"You don't mind a bit of physical labor now, do you Scribe."

"Not at all, milord"

>"How comfortable are you with a blade?"

"Well, I've never used one, but I could learn."

>"Now, answer me this: How would you feel about becoming a soldier in my army, so long as it meant you could stay in Aurus with no issue?"

>How do we answer?

>>28579292
Your highness, forgive me, but I would be lying if I said that doesn't frighten me. But I don't really see another option at the moment.

>>28579292
Become a soldier in an army of unicorns?

>>28579545
This is exactly why I think it's a bad idea.

>>28579457
>>28579292

>Your heart skips a beat.
>A soldier?
>In the army of King Aurum?
>You swallow back a bit of bile and speak.

"I'd be lying if I said the prospect didn't frighten me."
"But I don't see any other option. I would be glad to serve in your army."

>The king smiles.

>"Very good."

>He once again rings the bell.
>Another maid comes scurrying up.

>"You rang, milord?"

>"Indeed, I did, Celestabelle. Take Ghost Scribe here to Branch Selection. We have gained another stallion-at-arms."

>"Yes, milord."

>"You have the day to make your decision, Ghost Scribe. Choose wisely, as you only get one."

>You bow to the King and Queen, thanking them for this opportunity.
>You then follow Celestabelle down the same corridor Starswirl had followed Bethabelle.
>She makes all sorts of twists and turns, and you struggle to keep up through the maze-like castle.
>Finally she arrives at an open doorway.
>Here she stops and directs you in.
>You step into the small, almost empty room.

>On the floor, lay three objects:
>A knights helm
>A book of some sort
>And a bow.

"What am I supposed to do with these?"

>"You will know when you know, as those before you have known."

"What if I don't?"

>"Believe me when I say you will, Sir Scribe. The King will expect an answer by supper. I'll be back with your lunch in due time."

>With those words she walked away.
>You're still confused as to what you're supposed to be doing.
>But as you said to yourself the night before:
>You'll do it all the same.

Give me a moment to set something up

ALL RIGHT FOLKS IT'S TIME FOR ANOTHER VOTE

http://www.strawpoll.me/11371638

Choose what branch of the unicorn army our hero will be joining!

Note: Our ability to summon spirits is not a reflection of our ability to perform other magic.
If you decide on a mage, I'll accept it, but it might not make things easy on us.

All right friends, results are inconclusive for now, and I've got to skedaddle to work.

I'll check the results when I get home and we'll have our answer next time I post.

I hope you have great days.You're all wonderful people.

>>28579604
I'm split between knight or light infantry. Knight cuz erf pony strength and infantry because it's less likely we'll be in the thick of it.

Reminder from QM to

VOTE

Another thanks to everyone enjoying this so far.

>>28580352
If it's still tied when you get back, go ahead and flip for it. I'm not super attached to my decision.

Was going to vote for book. Imagine, an earth pony casting magic, then I saw the note and the results.

>>28581838
Yeah, me too. Still though, ERF PONY STRONK.

QM here. On my way home.

Looking like STRONK OF ERF is winning, so a knight we shall be.

On a side note, it's been brought to my attention that the whole Deb Seascrolls aspect detracts from the story's enjoyability .

The comment explaining exactly what's wrong is in CYOA discussion but I can't link it cuz phone.

Anyway, simple vote, Yea or Nay: Should we retcon the dreams? If Yea, I'll write them off in an amusing way.

>>28582119
If you have more than one important historical event for us to observe, then I'd be okay with keeping Deb as the connector between them.
Just don't have the historical characters as blank slates. Give us all their memories, let us BE them.

>>28582119
NEVER TAKE story advice from Fuck Up Your CYOA General. Tell them to please fuck off and let your players enjoy the quest without their filthy plots to ruin it.

>>28582119
I'll say nay.

How amusing though?

>>28582164
sensible chuckle out of 10

>>28582152
Shut the fuck up, I made that criticism and play this CYOA too.

>>28582119
I say yea or at least as >>28582137 put it. Maybe completely separate Deb and Ghost in a Assassin's Creed kind of style but instead with a magical Animus? Just an idea there.

>>28582202
If you're gonna screw with the story, do it in front of the rest of us. This chicken-shit thing of brow-beating the QM in that stupid general so we're all suddenly the victims of a retcon is evil.

CYOA general should be banned. It's the ONLY general I've actually learned to hate.

>>28582231
That's good for you, anon. Now fuck off, you're interrupting the story.

GUys don't fight. It wasn't brow beating, it was valid criticism.

I want this story to be enjoyable to everyone playing. He posted it in the general so as not to eat up space here.

At least that's what I assume. Let's just vote, please?

>>28582248
Voting no retcons. EVER. And especially not coming from a place of concealment.

>>28582261
What concealment?

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All right you guys, I'm back.

The majority of you seem to be saying Nay to retcon, which is fine.
However, I might be taking suggestions from >>28582202 and >>28582137. We'll see where the story takes us.

Also, friendly reminder that constructive criticism is N O T bullying or brow-beating, regardless of what thread you're in. So stop fucking arguing, like holy shit.

I appreciate people being willing to defend me, but I'm writing for others to enjoy and to improve my story-telling skills. If something is happening preventing people from enjoying the story, I want to take steps and change that.

Now kiss and make up.

More story momentarily.

>>28582462
>The majority of you seem to be saying Nay to retcon
Seems more like 50/50 to me but hey. A good lesson to learn by the way is to distinguish the majority from just a single super loud faggot. I've seen it really fuck up a CYOA before, trust me.

>>28582565
Noted. Now can we all be friends please?
>>28579604

>You spend a good few hours just staring at the three objects.
>You're at a loss as to what to do with them.
>You have no interest in the bow.
>It looks frail and like it might snap if you tried to draw it.
>The book's is kinda of interesting, even if you have no idea what's in it.
>But you've already got one magical tome, and you're not sure you need another one.
>Assuming the book is magical of course.
>So that just leaves the helm.
>It's a standard fluted helm, designed to deflect attacks from slashing weapons, such as swords.
>Quite heavy and not easy to maneuver in, but sturdy.
>You try to put it on, but it's a bit too small.
>It's more like a hat than a helm.

"What do you think, Golet?"

>"Golet thinks it silly. No protect like Golet protect. Need be bigger."

>The little bugger had a one track mind, but she was right.
>It needed to be bigger.

>Thankfully, Celestabelle was just arriving with your lunch.

"Oh, Celestabelle, perfect timing. Do you think you could get me a bigger helm? This one doesn't quite fit."

>"I would gladly. As soon as I inform the King you've made your decision."

"My decision?"

>"You chose the helm, did you not?"

"I, uhh..., I guess I did."

>"Well then, I see no issue. Unless, of course, you would like to inform his Majesty yourself?"

>>28582583
I don't think that'll be necessary. So uh, what happens now?

>>28582583
The king makes me nervous, especially considering Golet might make an inopportune appearance, but it seems like the better he knows us the better in general. I vote we go see him.

>>28582604
Addendum to. "Or not". if we're deadlocked, flip a coin, or I'll change my vote to "not", either's fine.

>>28582583
I say we go see the king.

>>28582583
>>28582604
>>28582665

>You don't see any reason you shouldn't go see him.
>In fact, you feel, the more pleasant the terms between you and the King, the better.

"I'd like to tel the King myself."

>"If you wish. I'll bring your meal along."

>You follow Celestabelle back through the halls, through a different combination of hallways.
>You arrive at a small dining room.
>A table sits in the center of the room.
>At one end sits the King, the Queen, and two mares your not familiar with.
>You assume one to be Gilded Lily, as her hair and mane are similar to the kings.
>That means the smaller of the two must be Princess Goldenheart.
>She bares her mothers hair and fathers mane.

>At the other end sits Starswirl.
>He seems a bit awkward, sitting by himself.
>He looks happy though.

>"Your Majesty. Pardon my interruption, but a decision has been made."
>The King looks up at you, his mouth full with some kind of root.
>Swallowing, he beckons you.

>"That's wonderful news! Come, Ghost Scribe. Eat with us, talk with us."

>You gladly accept.
>But where should you sit?
>Closer to Starswirl, or the King?

>>28582774
I think closer to Starswirl is the better choice. We don't want him to feel that we're moving in on his life's dream and schmoozing the king. I'm sure the king will understand due to us being mostly-brothers and all.

>>28582774
Close to Starswirl of course.

>>28582774
>>28582795
>>28582808

>You motion for Celestabelle to place your food next to Starswirl.
>He's happy to see you.
>The feeling is mutual.

>"So, Ghost Scribe. I trust from that helmet resting on your crown that you've made your decision?"

>You had completely forgotten to take the helmet off.
>The mares at the table share a chuckle.
>Starswirl just seems confused at this mention of a decision.

>"Yes, milord. I've decided on this helm, whatever that means. Though preferably in a larger size."

>"Oh, no worries, bucko. We'll find a helmet just you're size."

>These words were spoken by Gilded Lily.
>Her voice was as coarse and rough as it could be without sounding masculine.

>"Easy now, dear sister."
>"Ghost Scribe, I don't believe you've been formally introduced."
>This is my dear sister, Gilded Lily. And from tomorrow morning onward, she'll be your commanding officer."

>"Aye, lad, that I will. I hope you're ready for your body to scream."

>Nervous and rather confused, you look at Starswirl.
>He's equally confused.

>"You care to explain yourself, Scribe? Or am I to be left in the dark?"

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>>28582999
She's making me feel very worried. Especially about the screaming part.

"Apparently we're required to join the Guard in order to stay nearby you, dear brother. I have chosen this helmet, which means something significant in my place within the guard, as I understand it."

Also, nice trips!

>>28582999
>>28583080

"Well, dear brother, circumstance has required us to join his Majesty's army."
"Provided a choice of items, I have chosen this helmet, which means something significant in my place within the guard, as I understand it."

>Gilded Lily slams a hoof on the table.

>"Not somethin', boyo. Everything! That helmet means you'll be trainin' with me! With the best of the best!"

>"Your, Majesty, forgive me if I seem ungrateful, but Scribe was supposed to be my companion! Why have you had him join the guard?"

>"As I told your brother earlier, Aurus has no more need for scribes. You should be thankful he chose to join the guard.
>"Its the only reasonable way I could have allowed him to stay in this city!"

>"But this was supposed to be our journey together! My brother and I, paving a path through history, a stallion and his scribe!"

>At this, the King seemed to grow livid.

>"Riddle me this, Starswirl! Why would a fool need a scribe?!"

>At this Starswirl pauses.

>"A..., a fool?"

>"Starswirl, did... did you not know?"

>Starswirl sits, flabbergasted.

>"Sister, please show Ghost Scribe to the barracks. There is a talk I must have with Starswirl."

>"Will do. You heard him boy! Get that helmet of your head, and follow me."

>You follow her command.
>You follow her out of the dining room.

>As you pass Starswirl by, you can see his heart break.
>Things aren't going at all like the two of you though they would.

That's all, I'm tired. More adventure tomorrow night as we enter the barracks, have another dream, and Starswirl deals with his newfound identity crisis.

Please no more arguing.

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>>28583600
To get this one outta the way, "please no more arguing" on this entire website probably won't accomplish much. Just be yourself, do what you want, only accept advice when you honestly think it helps. You're running this show, and the rest of us are your squabbling peanut gallery, so be true to yourself.

"the whimsical" suddenly makes a horrible sort of sense. We're going to have to be ready to support Starswirl bigtime because he's gonna be crushed. But nothing says a jester can't be a great mage, as in Schmendrik the magician ala Last Unicorn. We probably can't refer to that of course but the basic concept should translate well enough.

I hope we're ready for whatever mizz Lily deals out. We may be forced to flee or defend if she gets sufficiently out of hand.

The digits, man, the digits!

10

QM here.
Today's gonna be a stressful day for various reasons I'd rather not go into.

Won't be able to post till tonight.

>>28585639

>>28585639
OK.

bump

>>28586367

>>28588131

>>28588761

>>28583600
Just shoot him a sad and knowing gaze as we leave.

>>28583600
>>28589482

>As you walk away, you give Starswirl a sad look.
>You try to convey your understanding, your desire to be there for him.
>But it goes unnoticed.
>He's too absorbed in his own devastation.

>So you just continue on your way.
>Gilded Lily leads you through another set of the maze-like castle.
>You're looking for words.
>But you're not quite sure what to say.

>>28590223
Even if Starswirl is the court jester, we he still be able to continue his studies if he has personal time?

>>28590223
Please forgive my brother. He... this was much different than what he was expecting. We thought father was a grand wizard, not a jester.

>>28590223
This,
>>28590270
then
>>28590238

>>28590223
>>28590238
>>28590270

>The words manage to find their way out of your throat.

"Please forgive my brother. He and I... this was much different than what either of us expected."
"All the letters and gifts our father had sent over the years... we were under the impression he was some grand wizard, not a court jester."

>"Aye, I can understand where the anger and confusion could arise from in a situation like that."
>"Don't make no sense neither. All the years Stargazer entertained us, he never once let on that he was unhappy or embarrassed."
>"Hell, he was such a fixture in our lives, that he was more council to my brother than a jester."
>"Though he was still very much a jester."

>You consider that perhaps Stargazer simply wanted to impress his sons.
>If you ever return to Ambris, you'll have to ask.

"So if our father was a council to the King, then it wouldn't be to far reaching for my brother to continue his studies, would it?"
"In his personal time of course."

>"There are two occupations that never know rest, Ghost Scribe: Soldiers and entertainers."
>"If he can find the time, he's more than welcome. But he'll be hard pressed for it."

>>28590427
Okay.

One thing is worrying me though.
I know the king readily welcomed me into his army, but what about the ponies I'll be serving with?

>>28590427
That's a shame, Starswirl's heart is in magic. I hope he can find the time.

>>28590427
I think we lucked that Starswirl will be allowed to study. As for us, we were wise to summon our little helper. We need a moment alone to tell her to stay hidden, but cause bad luck to those who intentionally single us out for hazing in the guard.

>>28590451
>>28590467
>>28590427

"Starswirl's heart truly lies with the magical arts. I hope he can find the time."

>"As do I. But now is when you stop worrying about your brother and start worrying about yourself."
>"As your trainer and commanding officer, I'll demand your absolute focus. I won't be cutting you any slack just because our families have history."

"Of course, Lady Lily."

>"Captain. I'm Captain Lily. And you are Private Scribe. Get used to those titles, it's how we'll know each other for quite some time."

"Y-Yes, Captain Lily. I was actually wondering about something."

"Aye?"

"I know the King readily welcomed me into his army, but what of the ponies I'll be serving with?"

>"...A little hazing is normal among new recruits, but I understand your worry."
>"So long as your able to tell the difference between the prejudice and the teasing, I assure you I'll deal with it as it comes."

>>28590648
Very well, Captain.

>>28590648
She's less scary now, that's good. Also good she's got our back on the non-unicorn issue. Let's go meet our new team mates!

>>28590648
>>28590662

"Very well, Captain."

>The rest of your walk is spent in silence.
>Eventually the maze leads back out into the main hall.
>As you and Captain Lily walk towards the door, the guards littered throughout the hall begin to bring her various pieces of armor:
>A chestplate
>Grieves
>A single pauldron.
>And other bits and baubles you don't know the names of.
>She seamlessly puts on every piece, and , save for a helm, she's donned a full suit before you've even reached the door.

>You exit the castle.
>The crowds of ponies in the street part as they see their warrior princess.
>Some are fearful.
>Some are in awe of her.
>Others ignore her completely and stare you down. Their dedication to hating you is impressive.

>Eventually, you arrive back at the city wall.
>You and Captain Lily walk along the wall until you come across a small opening.
>She walks through and you follow.

>On the other side of the opening is a courtyard, devoid of snow, but far colder than any other section of the city.
>Colder even, than outside the wall.
>Here you see unicorns of many shapes and sizes, mares and stallions.
>No two are doing the same thing, but all seem to be engaged in contests of strength.

>Captain Lily's stance stiffens.

>"FALL IN!"

>All ponies in the yard immediately cease what they're doing.
>They fall into an orderly line, based on height from what you can gather.
>You count approximately thirty.

>"SOUND OFF!"

>"Alcum!"
>"Wheathervane!
>"Bigby!"
>"Mordem!"
>"Astrae!

>"Aye, that's enough, I'm already sick of listenin'!"
>"Alright, you lot! I'm here to introduce you to the newest member of our little family."
>"Alright, bucko, introduce yourself."

>>28590876
Private Ghost Scribe, ma'am!

>>28590876
"Private Ghost Scribe, reporting for duty!"

>>28590876
>>28590895
>>28590945

Sorry about delay. Had to chase coyote out of my yard

"Private Ghost Scribe, ma'am! Reporting for duty!"

>"Very good, lad! Now how 'bout a nice, warm, Golden Sun welcome for our new private?!"

>The soldiers begin to shout in unison.

>"THROUGH STRENGTH, UNITY! THROUGH UNITY, BROTHERHOOD! THROUGH BROTHERHOOD, MAGIC!"
>SHINE BRIGHT, SHINE STRONG! GOLDEN SUN, SHINE FOREVER ON!"

>The display is impressive without seeming autonomous.
>And you're certainly impressed.

>"Excellent! Now, how do we greet a brother-at-arms?!"

>"WITH A DISPLAY OF STRENGTH! THROUGH STRENGTH, UNITY!"

>This shout concludes with each soldier delivering a swift blow to their neighbors face.
>Some are visibly bruised and bleeding from their blows.
>But none acknowledge the pain.
>They're all staring at you expectantly.
>This frightens you.

>Captain Lily speaks up.

>"Well, lad? Are you gonna slug me, or not?"

>>28591226
Well that's unsettling.

Don't hold back, I suppose, and steel ourselves for a return strike.

>>28591226
Oh wow. We're gonna be hating this pretty quick. Is it too late to present a doctor's note that we're fragile and should be exempt from gym class?

Probably. OK I guess we slug the bitch, and pray that Golet can keep her cool and stay hidden when Lily beats our face in, in return.

Let's hope Starswirl is up on his healing spells. I'm also beginning to question this town's leadership.

>>28591226
>>28591240
>>28591270

>You're slightly shaken by this display.
>But you don't want to appear weak in front of your new brothers-at-arms.
>So you reel your hoof back and swing with all your might.
>You feel it connect with Captain Lily's face.

>But you don't feel it move an inch.

>"What was that, Private Scribe? Are you trying to woo me with gentle caresses?"
>"I want Everything you've got! No holds barred!"

>>28591289
Dammit. We're the only earth pony here and somehow we're the weakest one?

Come on, fulfill that stereotype, Scribe.

>>28591289
I guess we need to prove ourselves. Call upon the power of our ancestors, imagine that her face is an apple tree, and give her a major wallop!

>>28591289
>>28591298
>>28591323

>You figure you must have instinctively held back.
>So you reel back once more, and swing.
>Again, it connects.

>"I almost felt that one, Private! Again!"

>This is getting ridiculous.
>But you swing again.

>"There we go, Private, now you;re gettin' it! Again! And don't stop til' I give the okay!"

>You'd like to stop.
>But you can't disobey your commanding officer.
>So you swing.
>Her nose is bleeding now.

>"Another!"

>Swing
>A bruise is forming on her face.

>"ANOTHER!"

>Swing.

>Her nose is gushing now.

>"HURT ME MORE!

>You keep swinging, one after the other.
>Captain Lily's face is by no means mangled, but she clearly has no regard for her own safety.
>She's just laughing at this point.

>"AHAHAHAHAH, AAAAAHHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

>She's clearly lost control of herself.
>Should you keep swinging?
>Or give her a chance to come to her senses?

>>28591393
Clearly she's a masochist, and I believe we've broken her nose.

I think that's enough for now.

>>28591393
I'd say we gave her what she needed, hold off and prepare mentally for death.

>>28591393
>>28591406
>>28591429

>Clearly she's lost control.
>You're not comfortable just taking swings anymore.
>So you relent.
>But she just keeps laughing.

>"AHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHahahahahaaaaa..."
>"...Why?"

"Why what, Captain?"

>"You stopped. Why did you STOP?!"

"You're bleeding profusely, Captain! I think your nose is broken, I was just concerned for your safety!"

>She breathes deep.
>Her nose has created a beard of blood.
>She still has that dead look in her eyes.

>You look to the other soldiers.
>Some are stoic, while others are laughing to themselves.
>Some seem just as uncomfortable as you.

>"I suppose my nose is broken."
>"How many punches did that take, Alcum?"

>"Thirteen, ma'am."

>"Thirteen... good. I like that number."

>Captain Lily's horn begins to glow.
>A opaque object begins to form behind her.
>It looks like a giant... hoof.

>"Let's see how many it takes to break something of yours."
>"Stand strong, Private. Don't you dare flinch."

>>28591516
Oh lord. Let's hope Starswirl is REALLY gifted with healing spells. Brace for incoming!

>>28591516
Steel yourself, stand strong and try to keep on our hooves as long as we can.

>>28591516
>>28591527
>>28591572

>You're beyond fear at this point.
>You're prepared to take the full force of whatever the Captain has in store.

>"WELCOME TO THE GOLDEN SUNS!"

>"Golet protect!"

>Before you can stop her, Golet jumps in front of the massive hoof.
>The rocks composing her body scatter across the courtyard.
>This takes a great deal of strength from the blow, but the hoof still connects.
>It's as if a cannonball has been shot full force, directly at your face.
>But you stand your ground.

>Your hooves are planted firm.
>You're in a massive amount of pain.
>But you have to prove yourself.
>You can hear your brethren cheering you on.
>They're chanting in unison again.

>"STAND PROUD!"
>"STAND PROUD!"
>"STAND PROUD!"

>And that's exactly what you do.
>Another fist comes at you, not as large, but fast enough to make up for it.
>But this is a real hoof.
>The hoof of the Captain.

>She hits you like a ton of bricks.
>And your legs are already weak from the previous blow.
>She literally knocks you off your hooves.
>You fly at least two feet, and land in a soft pile of snow.

>"Good job, Private. You didn't flinch."
>"So... what'd I break?"

>>28591655
Rip Golet. She was a hero.

Get ourselves to our hooves and take stock of what our body is telling us is wrong.
If I had to guess, probably a broken nose to match yours, captain.

>>28591655
Assess ourself for damage. A rearward tumble can snap a tail or neck (!), and our face took a couple terrible impacts.

>>28591655
>>28591697
>>28591725

>You pull yourself up.
>You'd dust yourself off, but you're awful sore.
>Nothing seems broken.
>You're covered in bruises though, and your nose is bleeding.

>You're ready to disappoint your captain.
>You try to speak.

"Nopf fahjn ao err, Kaapn."

>Oh.
>Fuck.
>Sweet merciful mother of all that is sweet and pure.
>That attempt to speak brought you some of the worst pain you'd ever felt.
>Your jaw is terribly broken.
And the pain from trying to talk has pushed you over your thresh hold.

>Your vision fades as you fall back to the floor.
>You black out.
>As consciousness fades, you hear your captains voice.

"Shine on, Private. You're gonna be one hell of a Sun."

Seems like a good place to stop tonight.
Where will we awaken?
How long will it take to heal?
Is this really the end of Golet?

The answer to that last one is maybe

See you guys tomorrow!

>>28591827
By logic, we'd revive in the guard's infirmary. But I'd rather prefer we wake in presence of Starswirl, perhaps he got wind of our misfortune and had us brought to another location.

I'd rather not spend a "night of adventure" cooped up in an infirmary unless we're then able to partake in major skulduggery that involves some kind of plot. Healing is painful and not terribly interesting in itself.

I rather hope Golet survives, as much of a wildcard as she is.

>>28591934
I hope Golet lives too. I hope more than anything else we can really be Ghost Scribe now. Memories and all.

QM here.

Gonna post some expositional dump in a bit that hopefully fixes the Deb/Ghost Scribe issue.

Might start a run if I have the time.

>>28595037
'wildcard' anon here, OK, I'll play if/as I can, I'll be iffy for the next several hours but will be OK to go tonight. Some exposition is definitely welcome regardless!

>>28591827

>In the darkness of your mind, a light shines through.
>It's a cold light, more like the glow of a florescent light bulb than say, the sun.
>It rouses you from slumber.
>As you open your eyes, a wave of understanding washes over you.

>You are Deb Seascrolls.
>You're an archaeologist and historian.
>And for who knows how long, you've been in some kind of magically induced coma/ time travel spell.
>You were a pony by the name of Ghost Scribe, for a time.
>And based on what that mysterious old stallion promised you, you should still be.

>You look around, taking in your surroundings.
>You appear to be in a rundown castle of some sort.
>It's rather dark in here, the only light source being some sort of artificial wisp on the ceiling.
>Sitting in a chair, some feet away from you as you lay on the cold, hard, stone floor, is a strange hooded figure.
>It's writing in journal of some sort.
>It lifts its cloaked head, noticing that you've awakened.

>"Ah, good, you're awake."

"Yes, I am. Why exactly is that?"

>Moving itself from the chair, the figure, who is a stallion as you remember, trots towards you.

>"Let's just say I'm correcting a bit of user error."
>Or, caster error, as the case is."

"What's that supposed to mean, exactly?"

>>28595210

>"It means that the last time the last time we sent you back, a certain princess of the night botched the casting."

"And what's that mean?"

>"It means you were sent back quite ill-prepared."
>"The spell is supposed to suppress your memories and provide you with all the memories the host has acquired up to the point in their life you're sent."
>"That way you don't alter anything with your knowledge of future events."
>"Or, in your case, stumble about with no real knowledge of who you are."

"What went wrong?"

>"You were sent back with an awkward mixture of memory suppression and acquisition."
>"Essentially a brain cocktail, not quite your mind and not quite Ghost Scribe's."
>"A disgusting, perverse amalgam, if you ask me."

>"But I digress.
>"Now, I would guess you're wondering where we are, and how and why I brought you here, yes?"

>>28595287
I'm sure it's in my mind somewhere, but it's still a little muddy. Something about observing, learning, and creating history?

>>28595287
>>28595305

"I'm sure it's in my mind somewhere, but it's still a little muddy. Something about observing, learning, and creating history?"

>"Good, good. So you're mind isn't totally fried.
>"I was worried this little mishap would have destroyed your sense of self."
>"As to where we are: this is the castle of the two sisters in the Everfree forest."
>"It's not a very cozy base of operations, but it was too risky to stay in Manehattan"
>"Old Sunbutt's caught wind of our operation, and she's none too pleased."
>"But this is the last place they'd look for us."
>"We should be fine for a while."

>>28595676

"Anything else I should know, or am I all up to date?"

>"Just one thing. I'll be sending you back this time, so it's gonna be done right."
>"That means that there won't be any confusion in your mind once you become Ghost Scribe."
>"You'll become him totally, memories and all. There's no coming back this time, until the jobs done."
>"For real this time."
>"So if you have any questions, I suggest you ask now. It'll be a good while before we can speak again."

>>28595676
Celestia isn't okay with this, but Luna is? What about Twilight, does she know?

>>28595825
Also, should I give a report of what has happened so far or can you see?

>>28595676
>>28595825
>>28595831
>>28595848

"A couple things. First, could you remind me why Celestia's so opposed to this again?"

>"I'm sure you remember that line she tried to feed you right? About history being written by the survivors?"

"...Right. When a war has no victors, the survivors write history. She's trying to keep Equestria ignorant."

>"Precisely. There's much in Equestria's past that's less than savory. Things she genuinely believes her subjects would be better off not knowing."

"But I don't believe that. If it happened, it's worth knowing about."

>"Princess Luna shares that sentiment. I can't speak for that new princess though, Twilight Sprinkle, or whatever her name is."

"Sparkle."

>"Yeah, that. I doubt she even has the vaguest hint that this is happening."

"Who maybe we should tell her?"

>"Who knows how she'd react. And who would she trust? Us, or her beloved teacher?"

"Good point. Hey, before I go back, should I make a report of some kind? Or can you see everything that's happening?"

>"No need for reports, Seascrolls."

>From beneath the stallions hood, you catch the glowing aura of unicorn magic.

>"I've already lived it once. I'd rather not a second time."

>A flash of light blinds you.
>And then darkness.

Stopping here, gotta go to work. I'll be back tonight. See you later 'wildcard' anon.

>>28595965
I'm not wildcard anon

>>28595994
Oh. Sorry.

I love you anyway

>>28595965
I'm the wildcard anon, I got pulled out of the matrix for a bit. I wonder why he's sending us back if he's lived it? Are we to be his vindication, his validation of his version of events upon our return? Or has he just become sufficiently muddled, that he needs a refresher once we've seen everything? Or is he monitoring us as we progress, seeing with our eyes? Are we generating some sort of copy, "video proof", as it were?

I'd ask him about that. I guess he'll pull us back at the appropriate point, now. It seems we'll have another revelation once we're sent back which should be good too, if miserable from the pain.

I Love you too, QM!

>>28595965
>"I've already lived it once. I'd rather not a second time."
Well that's suspicious as all hell.

>>28596990
Rats. Too late to ask, now that I reread it. Oh well, let's see how badly busted up we are.

Boomp

Bamp

>>28595965

>You come to your senses.
>Your vision is blurry, but of two things, you're absolutely sure.
>The first is that you are Ghost Scribe, Earth pony and brother to Starswirl.
>Your father is Stargazer the whimsical and your mother is Evanescence.
>You are you and have always been you.
>To suggest you were ever anypony else would be preposterous.

>The second thing you're absolutely sure of:
>That you are in a great deal of pain.
>You're clearly in an infirmary of some sort.
>But your watering eyes prevent you from making anything out.
>To either side of you, you notice shapes vaguely resembling ponies.

>Should you try to call out to them?

>>28600583
No. We did have a broken jaw.

>>28600583
I'd stay quiet and listen for now, maybe we'll pick up some info.

>>28600583
>>28600753
>>28600761

>Remembering that your jaw was broken, you decide against calling out,
>Instead, you decide to listen.

>"An' you're sure my brother'll be okay, Captain Lily?"

>"I can only hope so. I'll admit, I let my emotions run away with me that day. If he were anything but an Earth pony, chances are he'd be dead."
>"But I can feel in the bruise he left on my cheek and the break he put in my nose, that he's going to pull through."

>"That's all well and good, Captain Lily, but I want to know if he'll be okay, not if he'll pull through."
>"You broke his jaw and fractured just about every other bone in his body. Who in the world is going to fix that?"

>"That would be me."

>You see another figure enter your blurry field of vision.
>You catch a blob of white decorated with flecks of red.

>"Lenna Ton'berri, resident white magus, at your service."

>"Lenna Ton'berri? As in, Ton'berri the Blessed? The mare rumored to be capable of curing death itself?"

>"Well, I wouldn't say I could cure death, but otherwise, yes, that's me."

>"...Wow. So what are you waiting for, heal my brother! He needs to meet you!"

>"That'll have to wait until he wakes. Healing magic is rather tricky, in that, when performed on the unaware, it has the unfortunate effect of sending most into shock.
>"In his state, the shock from re-setting his jaw, or repairing who knows how many fractures, could set him in a permanent coma."

>>28600920
Try to make some noise to tell them we're awake.

>>28600920
Try to raise a hoof or something.

>>28600920
Tap the bedside or nod your head or something, let them know you're ready for her.

>>28600920
>>28600957
>>28600982

>With the knowledge that somepony capable of healing you is in the same room, you eagerly attempt to raise a hoof.
>They need to know you're awake.
>But oh boy, everything sure feels super broken.
>Your attempt to raise a hoof just results in a sharp jolt of pain shooting through your body.
>You groan loudly and involuntarily.

>It has largely the effect you desired though.

>"Scribe? Hoy, you awake, boyo?"

>You nod weakly.

>"Well, ain't that a perfect bit'o timing. Here that, Captain? He's awake!"

>"Aye, I heard him groan just the same as you."

>"Then I suppose I can begin the healing process right away. Are you prepared, Ghost Scribe?"

>You nod weakly once more

>"Then let's begin."

XXX

>"... and with a quick snap, and a sensory numbing spell, the jaw is set quickly and painlessly."

>You feel all your bones return to their original positions.
>You're still a tad sore, but most of the pain has subsided.
>Your vision has also cleared up.

>"Move your jaw, up and down."

>You oblige.
>Perfectly healed.

>"Excellent. Now, don't over-exert yourself for the next day or so."
>"And please try to take it easy on your recruits, Lady Lily."

>"Aye, Miss Ton'berri."

>Lenna leaves the room.
>You're by yourself, with the Captain and Starswirl.
>You want to ask them a few questions but before you can, Captain Lily speaks up.

>"Look, bucko, I jus' wanted to say that I got out of hoof the other day. I took it a bit too far, and did some serious damage."
>"I'm sorry."

>The very expression seems to pain her.

>>28601128
It... it was because I am an Earthpony, wasn't it? That's okay. I'm used to getting beaten, only difference is that my brother is usually by my side as well.

>>28601128
It's alright. Nice punch, by the way.

>>28601208
Eh, I'd rather not walk around with a chip on our shoulder.

>>28601233
I'm not saying we have an attitude about it. I mean, it's kinda how he grew up. I bet he could even say the second half of that with a smile.

>>28601128
"I'm just glad that you have such a capable healer on staff. I hope to be an asset to the guard. I wouldn't mind using a bit less force both ways next time, however."

>>28601128
>>28601210
>>28601208
>>28601257
>>28601292

>You can't find it in your heart to hold it against her.

"It's alright, Captain. You throw a mean hook, I'll give you that."
"And besides, Starswirl and I are used to receiving a beating or two, right brother?"

>"Aye. Though normally, we take'em together.

>These statements seem to fluster Gilded Lily.

"I do want to ask you though, Captain. Did you wail on me the way you did, because I'm an Earth pony?"

>This seems to confuse her.

>"What other reason would I have? Earth ponies are just naturally physically stronger and less fragile than other ponies."
>"That's just a fact. I know I lost my cool, but that's only 'cause I thought you could take it."

"Well, that's fine I suppose. Honestly, I'm just glad you have such a capable healer on staff."

>You jump out of bed and salute.

"I hope to be an asset to the guard. Though the next time we exchange blows, I hope it isn't with such force."

>You and Starswirl share a laugh at this.
>Captain Lily just seems to have grown more flustered.
>You see her blush slightly, likely with embarrassment.

>You've got some questions you'd like to ask. But what to ask?

>>28601439
So, when can I return to my training, captain? Tomorrow, I hope? Oh, and you said couple days. How long was I unconscious and what time is it?

Starswirl, are things going okay with your new position?

>>28601439
"I'm curious as to how often the guard is called upon to defend the city? Are we frequently attacked?"

I want to ask Starswirl how he's adjusting to "palace life" also, but I'm not sure he'd tell us honestly with Lily present.

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It's obvious she's into the rough physical kink. I think we might have inadvertently given her too much to think about, us saying Starswirl and ourselves usually get beaten up together.

It's just a theory but I imagine we just involved our brother as an object of possible attention to her. We already were. She might get ideas. Possibly about both of us at once.

>>28601439
>>28601486
>>28601510

"So when can I resume my training, Captain? I would hope tomorrow, yes?"

>"Aye, Private. You'll begin proper training first thing tomorrow morning. Today's to be a rest day for you though."

"Great. Also, you've been talking as if our altercation happened some time ago. How long was I unconscious?"

>A twinge of guilt hits her face.

>"It was, er, two days. It's November first, year twenty-one sixty-five. Last I checked, it was nearing nine o'clock in the mornin'."

"Two days, eh... thank you for informing me, Captain. Though, the year was hardly necessary."

>"A-Aye, I thought so too. But Starswirl mentioned your appreciation for detail and I figured, well... well, you know. Unconsciousness can be a mighty confusing thing and you never know when you'll wake up or whereanditsjustmaybeIthoughtyou'dbefrightendandthoughtyoumightneedtheyearsoyoudon'tpanic."
"That's all."

>The Captain had seemed off since she'd apologized to you.
>Perhaps she just wasn't used this sort of situation.
>She certainly seemed uncomfortable.
>You'll change the subject for her.

"So, Captain. Exactly how often is the guard called upon to defend Aurus? Is the city attacked often?"

>At this, Gilded Lily frowns.

>"Well, fortunately, but also not, Aurus hasn't been in a major conflict since the days o' my gran', Estrella the Cruel."
>"The guards more symbolic than anything at this point, but you could say the same for the bird brains and mud kin. I mean, Earth ponies."
>"O'course, don't think that means you'll be pussyhoofin' your exercises, Private!"

"Wouldn't dream of it, ma'am!"