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    King Sombra
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    Ophelia Rose

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  1. A Strange Place [Novaburst; Invite Only]

    Sombra's lips twitched. Passable. It wasn't as good as the praise he'd been hoping for. Passable. He quietly scoffed and ran a hoof through the new styling of his mane while Shadow continued to talk. His idle preening slowly stopped, his hoof freezing in midair. A thousand years. He'd been imprisoned in that void for a thousand years. That was an enormous chunk of time, his life, that he'd lost. A year of slow recovery after the Crystal Heart had torn him apart wasn't so bad, but it was still a year. It was a good thing, aside from waking up weak, that he hadn't bothered with the Crystal Empire again. A year was a long enough time for the new crystal princess to strengthen her hold on her stolen kingdom. Another, low grumble escaped the stallion and he averted his eyes to the new, purple cape he wore. He idly flicked at the hem with a toe and adjusted it to make sure it was settled on him properly so that it, and he, looked good. As good as he could possibly look in the robe of crystal royalty. Sombra wasn't ignoring Shadow throughout his rambling thoughts- he was still very much listening to what he'd have to do before they could really get to anything else. "Well, let's get started, shall we?" Sombra broke in, straightening up to meet Shadow's gaze again. An eyebrow quirked up at the question and the tall stallion made to step past Shadow, heading back into the main part of the unicorn's home so he could find somewhere comfortable to settle down on. "If you wish to save these relics you mentioned.. I suppose we'd have to find a way to pack all of them easily and remove them from the home. The house itself I can destroy in a number of ways once your.. uncle.. is clear. I could use spells to make it all come crumbling down, open up a pit beneath it, or spear the house with many crystals from below. There'd be nothing left but wooden rubble," the tyrant mused aloud while he moved between rooms. "Or you can just set off a spell and destroy the entire thing in an explosion." A shrug followed this afterthought and Sombra flopped down on a sofa, curling his legs up against his body as he settled against the cushions. "At worst, we can always let the frost wolves menace your uncle a little to teach him a lesson about living in such a dangerous place as the Frozen North to encourage him to leave."
  2. Taking a Trip to Saddle Arabia [Open!]

    Yuna couldn't help smiling at the filly. "I wish I could. But there aren't any clouds, and the snowflakes would melt easily in this heat." Her tone was sympathetic, as if to acknowledge the poor filly's disappointment in the fact ahead of time. The pegasi could alter and change the weather.. they just couldn't change the way a desert worked. The exchange between the filly and the sphinx drew out a soft chuckle, and Yuna took a few seconds to watch as the little pony ran off. Her attention shifted back to the sphinx, her small smile still lingering on her muzzle. "Oh, well.. I pretty much just got here and I was wondering, uhm.." Yuna trailed off as she sought the phrasing she was looking for, and her specific questions, "what I should know about Saddle Arabia? As well as if there's an inn of some sort I can stay, and where I'd be able to get food?" Cutting herself off there, so she wouldn't overwhelm the sphinx with her questions, Yuna idly drew a small circle in the sand with the tip of one white hoof. She had more questions, and one of them was a little less about Saddle Arabia itself and more about what the creature was before her. They were winged and feline. Yuna tried to wrack her memory for the name of the species; it seemed familiar somehow, but she couldn't be quite sure.
  3. And So it Begins.{STAR Recrutment} (See OOC)

    The former tyrant's gaze was intense as he glanced between the two ponies present, taking in all the little details as he walked around the table and past Yoru. This Black Ice was covered up well enough, but it wasn't like he could really know anypony enough to recognize them, or need to recognize them. The other pony, whose name he hadn't gotten yet- scratch that, a Ms. Arashi- seemed to recoil from his very presence. Her attempt to draw herself back up despite the fear in her body language earned a small, smug little smirk from Sombra. It was nice to see. King Sombra lost interest in the mare quickly in favor of Black Ice's explanation about the spheres that floated around her person. Artifacts, made only for her use. It was an interesting little detail. It'd prevent anypony else, especially him, from trying to bend that power to his will; not that he was here to take another's power in the first place, or at all. He was only here to see what this was all about, and why he'd been.. invited. Picking a seat a few down from the mare responsible for this meeting, Sombra plopped himself into the chair, an ear cocked towards Black Ice. His attention briefly shifted as another pony entered after him, somepony who was apparently blind. The detail about the warmth in the arrows to guide her here was an interesting one, and he had to wonder how else she was able to find her way around without sight. Any further, internal pondering was cut short by Black Ice's voice, highlighting that further information was pending until more ponies arrived.. and that this would all be for life. For life. He leaned forward, forehooves dropping onto the edge of the table. "Do you know how long that will be, for me? I am a long-lived creature, and this would be far too binding for my liking," he growled, his voice deep and powerful, carrying easily no matter how quietly he spoke. "What if you were to die of old age, or violate the rules of whatever contract you wish to set up? Would that void it?" Sombra continued, asking a question that he was curious about now that this.. for life was an issue. He had no interest in ever being trapped by anypony else again, and especially not by a piece of paper. They were questions he couldn't stop himself from asking despite Black Ice stating it was something she'd wait to explain- he had to know. Swallowing back a sliver of dread in his throat, Sombra grumpily leaned back in his chair and kicked up his rear hooves onto the table's edge where they came to rest, one crossed over the other in a rude fashion only known of him. The king wasn't leaving, despite his concerns; he was going to hear everything out before he decided whether this entire situation had more pros than cons. He could stand to wait. After a last glance over at Yoru, and the blind newcomer, Sombra settled himself to do just that and looking disgruntled while he did.
  4. Taking a Trip to Saddle Arabia [Open!]

    The answer to the riddle surprised Yuna. It was something she never would've thought of, and she had to give the filly a point for having been close to the actual answer. A snowflake. The zony shook her head with a small smile. No, riddles just weren't one of her strengths at all. As the topic of snow came up, Yuna chose that moment to wander a little closer, half because she felt like actually trying to join the conversation, and to get out of the way of the other market passersby. "It's also a little crunchy underhoof. During the winter when it's snowing, it covers everything; it's a pretty sight to see. You might think it looks like frosting," Yuna chimed in, her voice holding a hesitant quaver. It suddenly felt like she was being very rude to butt into their conversation like this, but it was too late now! She had already spoken. A hoof scuffed against the ground and she'd offer up a smile for the both of them that she hoped said she was just trying to be friendly. Her wings were ruffled against her sides, readjusting the way they were settled over her saddlebags; she was fidgeting, just a little. "So! Uh, hey. Are you.. y'know, natives?" Yuna thought to ask, just to make sure. The fact that she'd found a couple of creatures that spoke the same language might afford her the chance to ask the questions she'd been stressing over mere moments ago.
  5. Taking a Trip to Saddle Arabia [Open!]

    The street she was on met with a busy intersection, one of the wider streets of the city. It was just at the edge of it Yuna stopped, peering out at all the passing creatures while she quietly struggled with answers to her questions. There were native horses, tall and slender legged, with a mix of other ponies among them. Yuna couldn't tell if they were natives too, or foreign visitors like herself. Some certainly looked like it.. It let her feel a little less out of place than she did. Hesitantly, she stepped out and picked a direction to wander, staring up at the sandstone buildings all the while and marveling at what she'd seen from overhead moments ago. It was such a warmly colorful place, and.. Her thoughts broke off as she neared what looked to be some sort of market. Even here, Yuna caught the wonderful scent of freshly baked bread. Lifting her head, she followed it through the market to its source: a bakery. She'd passed a few other little shops along the way, ones that she felt she'd like to look at later. Especially one that seemed to have an array of clothing, or perhaps it was cloth? In either case, Yuna would love to get a new shawl from a foreign land like this! Something nicer than the simple worn ones she had. The zony pulled herself out of her thoughts when she became aware of voices, a distinct conversation- Yuna was surprised to see it wasn't coming from ponies, but rather a winged feline creature she'd never seen before, and a filly. It sounded like a riddle! But the answer to it, or what she'd overheard, Yuna didn't think she could figure out; the meaning of poetry and the answers to riddles and other such questions were always difficult for her. The answer was either right in front of her face, or something that she'd never considered before. Coming to a halt nearby, Yuna tried not to look like she was rudely listening in on their conversation. The pegasus was curious to find out what it was, and the scent of bread had taken a backseat to this- though the smell was a little distracting so close to the bakery.
  6. And So it Begins.{STAR Recrutment} (See OOC)

    It'd taken a little time to reach this Canterlot after obtaining a ride to it via a 'train' after receiving the letter. It was strange, that letter, and Sombra had to wonder who this Black Ice was and how they'd found out that he was even still alive. Although, in hindsight, if they happened to have agents of some sort, any one of them could've seen him in Ponyville and recognized him for who he really was. Hrm. Eying his surroundings on the way to the building that'd been specified, Sombra noted it seemed rather.. upscale. There were plenty of signs of rich and easy living here, from the store displays to the prim, marble buildings. He didn't dare look out at the high view Canterlot had; standing on the balcony of a tall castle was one thing, being so high up on a mountainside was entirely another. His attention drifted back to his destination, ignoring the few posh ponies of the streets as he stepped up to the building in question. After a last glance around, he strode inside with the confidence of somepony who was meant to be there. Mere seconds after he was inside, out of view, he dropped what illusions he wore to disguise himself on the way so that whoever had decided to summon him here would see him as he truly was, signature horn, cape, and all. His eyes roved over the ice with interest and shifted towards the arrows that lit up on the floor, no doubt meant to guide him along. There was something about it all that had Sombra a little on edge; it had a feeling of a trap. If somepony wanted him captured, or worse, sending him a message like that with the possibility that it'd benefit him was one way to snag his interest. Sombra didn't give a damn about protecting Equestria, or anything else for that matter, but he was here regardless for his own self interest and to see if those benefits might be genuine and there was that chance they wouldn't be. Whatever lay ahead, he would be ready. Taking his time, Sombra followed the arrows as each one directed him downstairs, pausing briefly along the way to curiously tap one with his toe for a reaction, and soon found himself at the end. The tyrant darkened the doorway to what was obviously some sort of meeting room, peering in with a resting scowl that seemed ever present on his face and those inequine red eyes sweeping over what he could see. There was a mare at the head of the table with strange objects orbiting around her, and.. it seemed somepony else had made it here before him. Inclining his head, the tall stallion sauntered inside without a word, his head held high like he was royalty.
  7. Pony Name: Sombra Link to Character: King Sombra Special Skills: Dark Magic: The only brand of magic Sombra is capable of using. Its source is rage, and Sombra employs offensively or defensively when it's required of him. It is most often used in doing one of the things he is best at, casting curses, as well as creating traps that target a pony's greatest fear. Along with that, he can make doors open up onto small rooms or serve as a portal to another spot, so long as it's in the same area or building. Crystals: Perhaps an addition to what he can do with dark magic, Sombra can make strange, black crystals grow from the ground. Spread by his corrupting influence, or used defensively as a barrier between himself and others. Sombra can also turn himself into shadow and blend himself in with them, but never in sunlight. Previous Combat Experience: Solely within the Crystal Empire against the two sisters. Any other relevant special training: None! He has never had any special training; he's good at tactics and being crazy prepared.
  8. A Strange Place [Novaburst; Invite Only]

    Ancestors. The word caught his attention and Sombra stared at Shadow Scribe. "Your family ancestors.." he trailed off. "For how long was the Crystal Empire gone?" he asked, and after a pause, "How long was I gone after I was defeated a second time?" Maybe he was overthinking this and some, or a few, crystal ponies had escaped the empire during his reign. It was entirely possible some did, while the rest stayed loyal to their home no matter how bad a shape it was in.. Still, he had to know how many years. For both situations. A disgruntled frown crossed his face, and his expression only darkened further. Sombra could only guess this Princess Cadenza was a fourth princess- specifically, the new crystal princess who had taken Amore's place. What little he'd seen of the princess in that brief clash was that she'd reminded him of Amore.. Grumbling, Sombra turned away, stepping back into the bathroom to pluck up the brush he'd discarded before. Normal. He could try normal. Given another chance to stand in front of the mirror and stare at himself, the king began to brush out his mane into a different style, letting it fall down the right side of his head and neck. Once he was finished, and the brush laid aside, he used dark magic to alter a few key points of his appearance. Basing it on the last memory had that he'd looked 'normal,' the small illusions he wove left him looking like a pony. Normal teeth, normal green eyes, and a spiral unicorn's horn. Sombra wasn't entirely sure if he should bother changing his fur color, or his mane, at all. Turning to Shadow, an eyebrow rose questioningly. "How is this?" the stallion asked with a little shake of his head to settle his mane. "Handsome, I hope."
  9. A Strange Place [Novaburst; Invite Only]

    It took Sombra by surprise to find Crystal Empire clothing here, and that befitting royalty. How did Shadow get a hold of something like this? he wondered, eying the silk. Stolen? Or was his arrival somehow.. known? It seemed too far fetched to be possible and the king quickly dismissed it as Shadow stepped into the room. The get dressed statement was met with a grunt and Sombra hesitantly swept the robe on, letting the silk settle neatly on his back and over his bare flanks. It felt a little awkward to wear, but it went mostly ignored for the sake of this.. charade he was going to be playing. A smirk crossed his face. Teleport into their castle? "Have you no sense of how to make an entrance?" he quipped. If he stepped through the doors of their throne room, he at least wanted to do it in a way that would let him build things up a little. Let him see the shock on their faces, the confusion, maybe even anger. It wasn't that he wanted to antagonize them, Sombra just wanted to have a little.. fun. "I would prefer to write the letter to them first to schedule an audience with them, perhaps, and indicate the matter is important." Sombra paused, pondering how he'd play this out. What he had so far might be good.. He didn't want them to know who he was until he was right in view. "So. I have this.. robe, now. What else is it that we need? You mentioned something about a tailor before, unless you have altered that plan?" Sombra tilted his head, questioning. "Speaking of.. how did you get a hold on something like this?" He flicked at the hem of the robe with a black toe, indicating it. It was more out of curiosity than anything of importance that he asked; if the sisters saw him in this, an amused part of him wondered how they'd react. Offended? "What of this Twilight Sparkle?"
  10. The great expanse of sand and an unfamiliar city was a pleasantly new sight to the striped Equestrian's eyes. Saddle Arabia was nothing like Equestria: pale sands and buildings of golden stone with a unique architecture, broken up by little splashes of green plant life. The city she'd grown up in just seemed so dull in comparison, but she didn't hate it. It was just a nice change to get outside of Equestria's borders for a fun little trip for herself to break up the monotony and it brought her some enjoyment to be somewhere she'd never been before. Adventure. It was a little scary too. Yuna was here alone with nopony she knew, though she really didn't know anypony back in Equestria to start with. Avoiding the streets, the zony had flown up to glide gently while she surveyed the city from a pegasus's view, enjoying the sight of it from a different vantage point. The skies were a nice, clear blue with faint and distant clouds. Nothing to land on, and she would rather not cause any problems by landing on the roof of somepony's home. It would only be once she finally worked up the self-confidence that she'd finally bother to land in one of the emptier streets and holding out her half folded wings with a grimace. She didn't fly often, and that'd been.. a bit tiring in this dry heat. Giving them a shake and folding them over her saddlebags, Yuna hesitantly started down the street. She supposed that now while she was here, she'd have to find somewhere to sleep during her visit, and figure out where she'd be able to buy food. Did they speak a different language here? She only knew Equestrian! Maybe she didn't think this through all the way, but Yuna felt the trip would be worth it all because it was something new to experience.
  11. Yuna [Ready]

    Name: Yuna. Nickname: 'Lady Yuna' Gender: Female Age: Mare Species: Pegasus-zebra hybrid; 'zony' Eye colour: Dark magenta irises Character colour: A pastel fuchsia, with a white belly and white flight feathers. Mane/Tail/Other: Her mane is an indeterminate dark brown sometimes streaked with thin, pale stripes when she forgets to redye her mane and tail hair. Both are worn rather long, sometimes bound by gold rings. Physique: Yuna stands at the average height of most ponies with a slim if rather skinny frame; the latter is the result of traveling often and sometimes forgetting to eat. Residence: Various, as she travels from town to town; she lives out of her wagon. She hasn't yet found a permanent home. Occupation: Fortune teller. Yuna spends her time telling others' fortunes and trying to predict their future. She utilizes tarot cards, dream meanings, astrology, and clairvoyance with a crystal ball for 'scrying' into for her fortune telling. She may even offer horoscopes upon request. Cutie Mark: A curl of purple smoke coming out of a half-closed green eye. Special Talent: Precognition; Yuna has a way of reading into things in order to predict what may happen, as well as reading ponies given enough time. Mostly manifests as 'feelings/gut feelings'. Unique Traits: Faint stripes slightly darker than her coat visibly litter it, marking her as having zebra blood. Two white spots on each cheek and a spattering of freckles on the bridge of her snout. Other: She wears shawls of varying dark colors and styles, all noticeably worn from travel as well as two, small gold hoop earrings in her left ear. History: Yuna solely grew up on the outskirts of Baltimare with her mother- her father was largely an unknown, beyond remembering him being around when she was a foal. All that she knew was that he'd returned to the zebra homeland; it was a large unknown to her if her parents were ever married, or if something even went on between them. While she missed him sometimes, it was something Yuna tried to look past; it wasn't anything she could change despite her feelings on the matter. Yuna had always been a shy filly around other ponies, even growing up among such a diverse mix of creatures. It persisted the older she got, having not yet found her talent on either side. She eventually got into the more occult side of things when she came across the topic of strange magics, the supernatural and fortune telling, much to her mother's unhappiness. While Yuna came to understand fortune telling was merely all smoke and mirrors and didn't amount to anything, the basic idea interested her: to predict the future. She'd always been more comfortable with pony-watching, so it became a past time of hers to observe the world, and ponies, around her to try to see what might happen, where their lives might lead. It was something she found herself to be very good at, even if most of the accidents and disasters that happened were the results of clumsy or unaware ponies. She later tried a strange shop that sold such things like tarot cards just so she might try out the fortune telling side of things. Yuna didn't find it too hard once she learned to ask the right questions and told ponies what they wanted to hear, although sometimes she didn't; Yuna was genuine in her warnings. Once she was an older adolescent, Yuna finally gained her cutiemark after realizing how much of a knack she had for it, and an unusual one at that: a half-lidded green eye with purple smoke pouring out of the pupil. In the years after Yuna would continue doing what she was best at, along with learning many other things. Yuna wanted to see if it was possible to see into the future, as her want to prevent accidents before they happened had never quite left her, though such a thing never seemed attainable without some sort of magic- magic she didn't have. It was mildly disappointing, but it was her springboard into pursuing her other passion: helping ponies. Her desire was born of wanting to be the better pony, and this encouraged her to finally leave the city behind to travel as a fortune teller. Character Personality: Yuna puts on a friendly face when interacting with ponies, but has never managed to enjoy their company. She is callous and distrustful, usually keeping her distance, and fears others shutting her out; because of such, she keeps to herself. There are rare times she yearns for the company of other ponies, but she ultimately doesn't know how to approach them or make friends. Her experience as a traveling fortuneteller has somewhat alleviated this, but she is only capable of talking to ponies without anxiety in a professional setting. Casual talk and making friends is an entirely different thing to her, and she is hesitant in socializing no matter how friendly the pony; though actually doing so is never a problem. Yuna experiences social anxiety and ultimately fears abandonment, both things that she is capable of keeping from view with an air of indifference. Slow to warm up to ponies, and sometimes too honest to the point of coming across as mean- but she's always quick to apologize. What Yuna desires most in the world is only to help ponies, and she feels she is capable of doing this through playing fortuneteller. Character Summary: Yuna is a pegasus-zebra hybrid with a fondness for the occult and fortunetelling, and a passion for helping ponies. Though she is shy and asocial with no idea how to make friends, she always tries to work around her past issues if it means possibly gaining one.
  12. A Strange Place [Novaburst; Invite Only]

    A soft grunt followed Shadow's answer. The hot waters had effectively lulled Sombra into a lazy state of comfort; it felt as if he'd been frozen inside, and the heat was thawing him out, thawing his bones. He'd allow himself a moment to savor just lying there in the tub and relaxing, something he felt he'd earned after everything he'd been through and the miles he'd crossed. "Very well," he muttered. Wreck the place? Sombra wasn't sure what Shadow expected him to do the second his back was turned. It wasn't as if the king intended on tearing apart a nice home that'd become his shelter. It wouldn't be until after Shadow left him in peace that Sombra finally convinced himself to move, reaching for a scrub brush and soap with his magic and getting to work on thoroughly cleaning all the travel's dirt from his body. It took him a little time, and draining the tub to rinse himself off with fresh water afterwards- getting hot water was achieved by twiddling with the tub's knobs until he found the temperature he wanted. How.. convenient the modern day was! That peasants should be able to bathe as well as royalty seemed a wonderful thing. Sombra stepped out once he was finished, allowing the tub to drain a second time while he scrubbed and dried himself with one of Shadow's clean towels. He felt fully refreshed for the first time in centuries, and it felt wonderful. It put him in a better mood, so much so that when he approached the mirror and started in on grooming out his mane, Sombra couldn't help taking a moment to admire himself in the mirror and smoothing down his sideburns with a hoof. He had a pleasant view of his face, and as much as he wanted to linger and eyeball himself in the mirror, he didn't have the time to. Shadow was no doubt still waiting for him. Sombra reluctantly finished grooming himself and stepped out of the bathroom to see what sort of clothes Shadow set out for him, nosing through them to see if they were to his liking before he'd bother to put them on. "I'm ready, I suppose," Sombra spoke out to the house for some sort of answer, and wondered what Shadow must have planned next if he'd set out clothes.
  13. A Strange Place [Novaburst; Invite Only]

    Sombra stepped around the interior of Shadow's house with the caution of a pony in an unfamiliar place. The faintly glowing glyphs on the floor, in particular, caught his attention, and the king lowered his head to eye them closely. The magic was strange, nothing that he'd seen before. Was it something new, developed over the years, or was it something old that was particular to Equestrian magic? Filing away a question to ask Shadow about them later, Sombra straightened up and followed after Shadow while the stallion fetched the clothes and soon lead him to the room where the bath was. The floor was tiled and the walls were a pleasant color. An ear was cocked towards the sound of the other unicorn's voice throughout the explanation, paying attention to what was said just in case anything would be important to remember. Sombra lifted a hoof to touch his horn self consciously, frowning faintly over having to hide it. It wasn't something he felt comfortable with, or certain about. What if he ran into this Twilight Sparkle far later, without any disguise, and she saw the truth? It'd have to be considered, first. "Illusion," Sombra replied softly, dropping his hoof. "It wouldn't be too difficult to disguise certain aspects of my appearance, if I wish," he mused. There was something of an idea taking place, but it was one the umbrum felt he'd have to wait to toy with until he was freshly cleaned and standing in front of a mirror. Sombra mentally set it aside and finally moved, heading into the bathroom to the peculiar tub. It was made out of some hard, white material that vaguely reminded him of glass, with metal feet, strangely shaped knobs and a spout. The time-displaced stallion stood there, toeing at the bathtub before he finally unclasped his cape at the neck with his magic and set it aside. Automatically, he curled his tail around one, visibly bare flank, knowing that Shadow was still in the vicinity, and slowly stepped into the tub, provided Shadow had finished preparing it for him. Although the weather was warm outside, the hot bathwater felt terribly pleasant on his worn body as he sank down into it with a soft sigh. Resting his chin on the bathtub's edge, he lazily peered at the unicorn with half-lidded eyes. "I have some ideas, but they'll have to wait until after I've finished with my bath. Exactly how soon do you want us to meet with this princess? You seem eager to show off to her to gain her attention."
  14. A Strange Place [Novaburst; Invite Only]

    Sombra made a noise that came short of a laugh. "You'd have better luck with teleportation, if you know your limit and how far you can go without burning yourself out." Shadow entered his vision when the other stallion took the lead, and the king allowed it for now- his new companion would know better about where to go in this town, and where his house was located. Having somepony else in the lead let Sombra casually saunter along and get a better look of the sights. There were many houses of the same style, but occasionally there was a building with a design different enough from the rest that it stuck out. He'd have to investigate them later to find out why, if he ever had the chance to. His attention drifted halfway back towards Shadow's voice. This time he seemed to be offering quite a lot in exchange for a few lessons in dark magic, and this Sombra could appreciate. It was always going to take some bribery and cajoling just to get the tyrant to budge- much like enticing a wild animal with a few sweet morsels in exchange for some cooperation. He could choose not to regardless of the fact that he'd lose what was being offered, but he could also appreciate Shadow's determination to learn. His lessons would have to come with a note of warning, considering what they were dealing with. "Very well," Sombra accepted, enticed by the prospect of a bath. The clothes, on the other hoof, he'd have to look at to see if any of them were up to his standards. The walk to Shadow's house proved more uneventful than the umbrum expected it to be, beyond getting a few curious glances from ponies. There'd been a few startled ones too; it seemed his good looks weren't enough to make up for what was most frightening about him. Their loss. It wasn't likely to be a problem if their plan worked out the way they needed it to. If Shadow was opening up the door for him, Sombra would merely invite himself in and start nosing around, curious about what a home's interior was like, and a modern one at that.
  15. A Strange Place [Novaburst; Invite Only]

    The king watched the armor disappear in a blink of light and responded with another wordless grunt as he started walking towards town. No doubt Shadow would join him if he wished to carry this conversation; Sombra wasn't intent on lingering here in the woods when there was the prospect of a bed and a roof, and maybe even a chance to bathe! His time in the open would be brief, and he'd make it so. He merely nodded in response to the comment on the armor. "You know about me," he state, mulling over that little fact: history books. So they'd written about him.. He didn't know how to feel about becoming so infamous for his crimes- and they were crimes. No matter how justified he felt in what he did, he knew the damage he was doing. It was all in the past as far as Sombra was concerned. "This is something I feel I can tell you about, at least." The pony was terribly curious and it was something he could relate to: a desire for knowledge, the desire to know and to never be left in the dark. It was out of a small weakness for the connection that Sombra decided to divulge that curiosity and know that he wouldn't be exposing something that'd make him vulnerable by doing so. "I am not a pony. I am a creature called an umbrum, what ponies might foolishly refer to as 'shadow ponies.' I do not know of their origins- all I know is that they terrorized the crystal ponies over a thousand years ago when they were first trying to carve out their slice of civilization in the Frozen North. Princess Amore was responsible for finding the crystal that became the Heart in the mountains north of them. It.. magnifies magic, specifically what might be considered good, like light and love." A soft snort followed. "It was her love magic that made it possible for her to banish the umbrum at last- an act that would mark their very first Crystal Faire, and allow them to keep their home protected." It was a small history lesson before he bothered to actually answer Shadow's question, and it was most of the truth. Some of the more important parts Sombra chose to withhold. "Becoming shadow is what is inherent to my kind. When the sisters locked me away, they stripped my physical self from me- I was little more than the meanest ghost. It was painful and I cannot fathom what trying to become shadow would do to a pony, a mere mortal, if you attempted it with dark magic." The king could try to convince Shadow not to try, but ultimately Sombra couldn't stop him if he dared to. Realizing he hadn't addressed two other topics Shadow had brought up, Sombra rumbled softly. "Manipulate her, obviously. Whatever it is she wants to see in me, whatever change, surely I can pretend well enough." Of course, he knew very little about this Twilight Sparkle as it was! It'd be impossible for him to tell how much she might see past the act. A pause in his step allowed the stallion to shrug one shoulder. "As far as I know, no allergies. I doubt we'll have any problems."