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  1. A couple of ideas. Rose heard them out, briefly raising her eyebrow at the one that was longer than just 'a couple of days'. It still sounded pleasant, however. A camping trip! Rose had never gone out camping before. She'd never had any reason to, no friends to camp with, and roughing it as a highborn such as herself sounded less than ideal.. Bugs, dirt, no baths or comfortable beds to sleep in.. Rose suppressed a shudder. It didn't escape her notice that Grey was certainly trying to hook her with the comment about all the flowers that would be blooming at this time of year. It caught her interest, too. Maybe it would be nice to go camping. Quaint, too, to see the wilderness with her own eyes instead of through pictures in books and magazines that she sometimes hoofed through whenever she was idling at home or in her store. Whitetail Forest was appealing, more so than the other small, 'unnamed' forests closer to home- and of course the possibilities of simply visiting Manehatten or Fillydelphia instead were equally as tempting. Oh, so many choices! "I.. can't say if I have any of my own ideas, or 'dream places' to visit.. Your ideas, on the other hoof, are certainly appealing and I have no idea which place I'd like to visit for the weekend." Rose replied, visibly torn. Manehatten was a place she'd never been before, a city she'd heard many positive details about, and it would supply all of her creature comforts she had here in Canterlot, if a little more with the service ponies received at hotels. Yet Whitetail Wood.. Something about it called her. Something entirely new. "Even though it'd be for a few days longer.. maybe Whitetail Wood wouldn't be a bad stop.."
  2. More of her amusement could be visible, sparkling in her eyes, after Grey's retort. It was a gentle teasing she didn't think she'd be able to get away with with other ponies in this city, especially any of her regular visitors. They'd take offense if she so much as implied something, even as a joke. A reason why that she liked Grey's laid back personality. "It's good that you enjoyed our talk, and my shop then. Otherwise, I don't think I'd have seen you here again." She wasn't sure what sort of answer to give in regards to his question and merely remained quiet, patiently waiting to hear the question that Grey appeared so hesitant in asking her, and when he finally did, her ears perked up in interest. A trip? Either for the weekend or.. any two days she deigned to give him for it. Rose's face clouded over with thought, green eyes staring past the stallion's head as she considered it. It wasn't too heavy a decision for her - she hadn't been lying when she said she knew somepony who could watch the place for that long, or longer if the need arose. Rose eventually came back to the here and now and nodded, focusing on Grey again. "I think it sounds lovely. I could do to break away from my routines every so often. However, all I know is that it'll be a trip. What else could you tell me about it? Like what's our destination, and what will your plans be?" she asked curiously, inclining her head. She obviously didn't think Grey would lead her astray, let alone anywhere too dangerous - she could fly, but she wasn't the least bit equipped for fighting or defending herself in any manner beyond her wits.
  3. Rose made a skeptical hmph in her throat and eyed him as if she didn't believe him, as if he could've cleaned himself up a bit before he'd stepped into her shop the first time. Her reaction wasn't in seriousness, but in jest, evident by the small smile playing around one side of her mouth. "I'm glad you thought of me and actually came to visit. I wasn't entirely expecting you to return again, after what I'd learned about you: a stallion who can't stay in one place for too long. If I recall saying.. I think I can understand why." Rose shrugged. The smile that'd been hinted at grew wider. His mother loved her flowers? The pegasus had to remind herself: why wouldn't she? Her flowers were grown with love and care, and skill of course. Surely there wouldn't be a single pony who wouldn't love her flowers. Still, the news brought Rose a happiness she scarcely dared show beyond her smile and a brightening of her eyes. The mare looked around her shop, giving it a once over with her gaze as Grey commented on it. Rose supposed she did have her hooves full - sometimes. It wasn't too bad, outside of a routine that could get boring sometimes, if Rose dared to admit it to herself. Catching the hesitation, the noblemare looked curiously back at Grey, a prim eyebrow arching. "A free weekend? Well.. I suppose.. I do believe I know somepony who I can pay to watch my shop if I ever need to get out for a while. Why? Is there something on your mind?"
  4. The guard would definitely not keep anypony from entering the castle; their main concern was keeping ponies out of the rest of the castle that wasn't open to the public, orders that they'd reluctantly taken from a demanding Sombra. The way to the throne room was clear for visitors, of course, to petition or bring something up to the only princess left in the castle. Without Celestia around, there hadn't been too many ponies passing through. Upon seeing Raven come wandering through the tall, entrance doors, Sombra visibly perked up, though the signs were slight- an alertness to his eyes and the way his ears swiveled towards her. Sombra moved from his self-imposed post to greet Raven, a corner of his mouth ever so slightly curling up in a half-smile; not quite his signature, smug smirk. "Raven," the king rumbled softly. "It's been a while," he remarked. The last time he'd ever seen her was during Celestia's birthday party, which had gone rather well despite Stormstride's late appearance and general distaste towards the party. "You came to 'hang out' with me? Hmm." He appeared to consider it, tilting his head; he almost seemed playful, despite the general air of the castle weighing on him. "As much as I might dare to admit that I'd like to, maybe.. although research isn't quite what I have in mind." Sombra reached out to wrap a foreleg around Raven's shoulders in an attempt to draw her close to him, his head lowered close to hers in a conspiratory way. "I have something to tell you. Something's been going on in the castle and.. since you're here, perhaps you can help me with something," he murmured to her, so far vague about what exactly it was. Before he could venture forward with telling her what had been going on, and hope that he didn't sound crazy, Sombra spied a familiar face entering the castle alongside a strange, bipedal creature he'd never seen before. The stallion paused and straightened up, leaving his foreleg companionably around Raven's shoulders. If he searched his memory, he recalled he hadn't seen Blueblood around the castle as of late, not until now. Grunting softly at his thoughts, Sombra watched the white unicorn and his companion. "Blueblood?"
  5. The soft, familiar ding of the bell above the door drew Rose's wandering attention to a sharp focus upon the next pony to walk through the front door. She regretted to admit to herself it took her a few seconds to fully recognize exactly who she was looking at, and she was aided by the fact that his coat was grey. Rose wished it was the fact that he was a little more well groomed, as her cursory glance showed her, than the last time she saw him that was behind her brief lapse of memory in recognizing him, but alas. Her red-painted lips spread in a smile and Rose deigned to pull herself off of her stool, moving around her counter to greet the stallion instead of letting it remain as a small barrier between them. "Grey!" Rose greeted with some warmth in her voice. "I do remember you. My, it's been a while, and you appear to have cleaned yourself up somewhat." A slim eyebrow rose as her eyes swept, up and down, over his overall appearance. "What brings you back to my shop so soon? Another bouquet, perhaps, or did you simply wish to drop in to see me?" she asked with a tilt of her head, causing her fall of deep, red mane to more fully frame one side of her face; it was still kept loose, for the most part. Rose rarely did much with her mane, nor had to, when she lived a sedentary life that was peaceful enough in Canterlot. "I can't even remember when it was that I last saw you. Sometime in autumn, probably? Before winter?" The mare straightened and shrugged, indicating that she didn't have a clue. It didn't matter much, anyway. She was.. surprisingly glad to see him around again.
  6. A florist was never, terribly busy when tending to a host of various flowers, running a shop during its open hours. Beyond a few ponies coming in to buy some bouquets, either to liven up their homes or to touch the heart of somepony special, there wasn't a whole lot of traffic. It could almost be boring, if Rose didn't find ways to pass the time when it was quiet. It wasn't too bad- she liked her solitude, for the most part. And her roses, which weren't as easy to take care of as some ponies might think- they were picky, fickle things. The soil and sunlight and how much water they received had to be just right. She loved them, nonetheless. Rose idled around her shop on this lovely spring day, when flowers bloomed in plenty. It was a time when the land roused itself after a long, cold sleep, and she had to admit that whenever she was outside or standing by one of her large display windows in the warmth of the sunlight, that she felt alive again too. Not that she would ever admit to her inner feelings around any customers that came in- with them, she merely exchanged idle gossip to discover if there were any changes in the usual goings-on around Canterlot. It entertained her well enough. After another, cursory sweep around her shop, Rose settled behind her counter again with a sigh, her rear legs loosely crossed one over the other and an elbow propped up on the counter's shiny surface, her eyes watching the door.
  7. OOC Thread --- In the dark of night, something crept by, unseen by the guards who patrolled the grounds and the halls of the marble castle. It cast the faint shadow of a pony on the walls, though there appeared to be no source. It soon disappeared after a moment, making its way inside through one of the lower windows. On occasion the shadow could be glimpsed up on the walls and was gone again- the only thing that was really discernible about the shadow was a curved horn.. and later a flicker of dark magic. After its passing, an eerie air seemed to settle in the castle, something that didn't seem to let up in the days after the shadow's passing. If anything, it only grew heavier, leaving the castle staff on edge, like they were being watched. It would steadily grow stronger, building like a thunderstorm. It'd been only a couple months since a certain king moved into the castle and some of the staff were certain he was behind it. Trying to frighten them. Some of them had already been scared off; the only responses to letters sent out to them was a refusal to return until it all either stopped, or he was removed, and that was something Princess Celestia would refuse to do. If anything, Sombra was tasked to deal with just to give the umbrum something interesting to do. --- It was a week and a half after it all started, and King Sombra was still left with no answers- only more questions. There wasn't much that his lovely wife-to-be could do about it, not when she was off busy with her duties and Princess Luna overseeing the dream realm during the latter half of the night- and she'd certainly refused to work with him because of her distrust. It left Sombra disgruntled, alone to deal with it while Princess Celestia was out on some diplomatic visit or another- he hadn't really been paying much attention to what she was saying at that moment, not when he could study her face before she left. He had the gist of it, however. With so strange a task heavy on his shoulders, Sombra used what power he could seized to ensure the rest of the castle was off limits to visitors and picked a spot out in the grand foyer to stand, off to the side, to watch the occasional pony come and go with a sharp eye, all the while pondering what the reason could be for the responsibility falling to him to look into this.. strange matter. He had the skill, and the power, to be sure.. but so far nothing was really making sense. He'd made an effort to keep this issue quiet before any of these ponies could spread horrible rumors or create the sort of suspicion that'd cause problems. The day was beginning to wane towards the afternoon, and he was waiting for it to end before he could really do anything.. Sombra quietly rumbled from his place, frowning deeply. Ugh. It didn't help that that.. feeling in the air was putting him on edge too, but he refused to ever show that there was anything going on at all.
  8. Within Canterlot's castle, strange things have begun to happen, scaring the castle staff and guard alike, from unearthly noises in the night and furniture mysteriously moving, rearranging itself, and sometimes disappearing. These goings-on will steadily begin to escalate in various ways and nopony knows why it's happening. Some of the staff have already fled the grounds while they could, leaving the guard and the castle's new resident, Sombra, to try to find out what's causing this event, but much of the suspicion seems to rest squarely on him. .... This is just a little OOC thread for an open rp I wanted to start just to have something to do on the site. <: If only to set some structure/rules/information. Anyone is allowed to join~ The rp is going to have a post order so that things don't get too confusing, and for the sake of keeping it going, anyone who goes inactive will be skipped if there isn't a sign of any activity after maybe a week+ (real life getting in the way is understandable tho!) but you can post back in and rejoin the order. I just ask people stick to basic roleplay rules o: No one's character will get hurt or killed, especially not the latter, and the former only if they want it to happen~. It's more meant to be a fun/spooky rp.
  9. Roleplay Type: WoC Name: Prisme Sex: Mare Age: Adult Species: Unicorn Eye colour: Pink/orange Coat: Dual colored. A dark desaturated brown along the top half of her body, while her face, throat, belly and legs are a silver-grey. Two horizontal white spots on her cheeks above a dark brown patch. Mane/Tail: Long and wavy/curly, almost black-brown. Physique: Slim, somewhat taller than the average pony. Residence: An abandoned hut out in the woods, near the Foal Mountains; previously the umbrum prison beneath the Crystal Empire. Occupation: Necromancer, witch Cutie Mark: An equine skull with purple smoke curling out of the eye sockets. Her skills in dark magic lie in necromancy. Unique Traits: A curved horn, sharp teeth, pupils that are occasionally cat-like. History: Prisme spent a thousand years locked away within the umbrum prison, awaiting the day that they would all soon be freed by their chosen champion- a day that never came. It became likely that Sombra failed in his task, but none of them could be sure. Eventually, an impatient Prisme was the one who stepped up and suggested that what they'd done to free him could be done again. It'd been long enough for them to recover to do so for another. And so they did, sealing Prisme's dark powers away so that she could step through their only window on the world: the red crystal. Once she made it through, the umbrum leader unlocked her dark power and sent her on to investigate, and aid if necessary. What Prisme discovered under a disguise was that Sombra had, indeed, failed, and that there were rumors and sightings of him further south in a land now known as Equestria. Enraged that he'd not only failed, but had turned away from them, Prisme intended to go after him for his betrayal- the Empire and the prison could come later. She knew that it would likely be an easy task for her, who was yet unknown to them. Character Personality: Prisme is a determined and cunning creature, somepony who prefers to work from the shadows rather than making herself a known and visible presence; remaining mysterious would make it difficult for others to expect where the next attack might come from, or to even manage a proper defense against her. She prefers and enjoys creating environments of fear, confusion, and misery wherever she strikes. Prisme is manipulative and dishonest, prone to tricking others or portraying herself in a certain light to avoid suspicion, if possible, or to gain information. She wields a terrible temper and can become rather vengeful, bent on exacting punishment on those who betray her and others like her in order to snuff out loose ends before her larger goal can be met. There is likely no reasoning with her, much less sympathy, understanding, or even... friendship. Everything she does, she does for one reason or another and never gives away what those reasons are- nor would she become known for winding speeches. Character Summary: Prisme is an antagonistic unicorn who managed to escape the umbrum prison with the aid of others to discover the reason behind why they were never freed, and hellbent on exacting some sort of punishment for that failure. Her dark magic leans more towards necromancy in order to sow fear.
  10. Gonna boop this thread up too since I'm still open for rps with my favorite boy~
  11. Though some things about the eps were a bit disappointing and felt sort of.. rushed/had weird pacing? I greatly enjoyed them, mainly getting to see and hear Sombra at last When I first heard his voice I was kind of 'eh' about it but it quickly grew on me, especially with how he was kind of over the top. Glad to see he's as arrogant as I thought he'd be. xD It's too bad he's 'dead' again. I'm hoping they'll maybe bring him back if he's willing to go along with Grogar? idk! they might not, knowing how they write, but I can hope.
  12. I'm definitely gonna be sad, and I'm gonna miss the world and stuff they built in gen4, too, but.. I'm looking forward to what they're gonna do next. I'm curious about their plans, if it's still gonna be the same general world or something else?
  13. If it wasn't broken.. The crystals were a favorite of his to use because his opponents would have such a small window to react, it would be easy to spear them if he really wanted to. As it stood, he didn't want to kill Tempest, just.. pummel her a little. This was an all out fight, a display of skill and power, something that King Sombra reveled in. The crystal wall between them exploded in a wild storm of Tempest's magic, and Sombra knew then that his crystal had missed her entirely. It wasn't an issue, this fight was only just beginning. He'd be able to get a few good hits in once he learned more about her behavior.. Flying chunks of crystal and magic encouraged Sombra to duck and finally move, strafing the unicorn to try to avoid some of it, though he felt certain he felt something graze his side, and a few points along his legs; a sensation that was distantly acknowledged, when Tempest and her magic took up the forefront of his concentration. If there was anything worse than a graze, he didn't know it yet. Sombra was choosing to keep his distance from now, from the heart of the maelstrom that was Tempest's magic. He could see the fury and pain on her face, even from this distance, and it made him wonder what it cost her to use her magic like this and how it affected her, something that he might be able to use to his advantage. Dark magic charged along his curved, red horn again and he lowered it to lash out with a bolt of dark magic, testing the waters between them to see if he couldn't hit her.
  14. welcome to canterlot!! i'd be totally down with rping with you sometime once you're set up~ i happen to rp sombra, who's my favorite character, and i think it'd be fun to finally get to rp him with twilight O:
  15. welcome to canterlot!! 😄
  16. Plenty of failsafes. Luna could certainly hope so. Ice Storm was a sharp mare and she seemed to be prepared for the worst, and yet Luna still couldn't quite shake that little paranoid voice in the back of her mind over this ship. It could become such a threat to them.. as much a threat as it would be to any other invaders who wanted to take a page out of the Storm King's book. The princess sighed quietly and listened to the argument between Ice Storm and Tempest- the latter mare who Luna wasn't taking much of a liking to with her attitude. The sheer arrogance and hostility. Aside from the matter of the banner design, Luna could see no other reason for her to stay here now that topics were starting to move further along towards the realm of this particular mission. "It would do you well to heed the suggestions and advice of your fellows. I know you are confident in the task you have set yourselves, but you will get nowhere if you cannot work together," Luna spoke up, her voice soft, and echoing the same sentiment Ice Storm had just uttered. The alicorn doubted Tempest would pay her much mind, but she would speak regardless. "Ice Storm, once you have figured out ideas for your organization's banner, perhaps you can send them along to me to look over and perhaps I can help you decide on one. If you have no more need of me here, I might return to Canterlot." She'd rather not linger here, and around Tempest, any longer than she'd have to be. A glance was cast over at King Sombra, who was still lazily slouched in his seat and listening in on the conversation with something of an unreadable expression on his face. An eyebrow would be the only response to the disgust that Tempest aimed at the three of them and he pushed himself to sit up in his seat with a soft snort. "Well, if we're decided.."
  17. The smirk that still lingered on the umbrum's muzzle widened to a vicious, fang-baring grin, amused by her quip, though it did not lessen his guard. He could feel her magic building and soon saw it for himself- flaring bolts of unchanneled magic crackling around her like barely controlled lightning. It made his hackles rise. The mere sight of it was exciting, though he was not caught nor entranced by the display. Sombra held his ground as she began to charge him, dark magic bubbling up around his own horn as he focused his magic on the ground between them. As a bolt of magic arced his way, Sombra jerked his head up, pulling up a wall of crystal in between himself and Tempest. He was a proud stallion, and with most dealings with ponies, he refused to ever retreat in a fight- he preferred to meet his opponents head on, especially when most of them were too weak to even be much of a threat to him. Though fighting the royal sisters certainly kept him on his toes. Sombra didn't wait for what the result of Tempest's magic would be when faced with crystal and turned his attention to the offensive, summoning a pillar of black crystal that came jutting diagonally out of the ground on Tempest's side- his intent was to ram her in the side with it, if he could. He was relying entirely on his sense of her magic rather than any visual for the moment.
  18. Luna frowned and she fought herself not to fidget in her chair over Tempest's remarks. What could she possibly say to protest against the mare's views of ponies, and when she was one herself? Hardship did not make a pony better than all the others, nor did the lack of that hardship left ponies soft and stupid. Sure, perhaps their education system within Equestria needed improvements, and perhaps the country itself was largely a peaceful one.. but ponies were at least happy because of the latter, were they not? The princess tried to bite her tongue, knowing that if they started to argue over inane topics like this one, then they would get nowhere. She turned away, paying more attention to what Ice Storm had said. "Even an elite force may not be enough. We truly do not know what lays out in the world, and what sort of powers exist who might overpower your force to seize your grand warship, but I have spoken my words of caution." Her voice was quiet, and as solemn as ever. Luna cared more about the safety of Equestria as a whole than a ship, and she wouldn't hesitate to ground it in one way or another if it were ever used against them. She would try to have faith in Ice Storm, and her elite force that was STAR. "Aside from that, I might.. ask that you avoid using any sort of theme that might suggest that I am involved. I know that your organization may be called STAR, but perhaps avoid using anything 'galactic' or 'space-y'. Ponies may often think of me when they think of the night sky, and.. we are meant to be subtle in this are we not?" Princess Luna asked, her head tilting, and her blue mane gently glittering as it drifted with the movement. "I am certain we can draft designs of thy flag until we find one that is both pleasing and acceptable, without giving too much away." Tempest's arrogance, to Sombra, was astounding. And he thought he was arrogant. He had to wonder where Tempest even got it, considering.. Possibly her training and her life under this Storm King she once followed. He'd have to find some time to get to know this mare better so he could see exactly how her mind worked, but until then he could only observe her and listen to the three mares and their discussion. He'd said nothing against Tempest going it alone, initially, to wrangle her strange creatures under her hoof. If Sombra had known what Tempest had been thinking about them all, he might've been a little ruffled. As it was, he did not, and the king could only coolly watch her. "You get quite angry when you feel challenged," Sombra quietly remarked with a slight tilt of his head. As tempted as he was to nettle her a little, he decided against it. "I think we have a good enough plan, as it is. Let her go, and deal with them. We can take what they have, afterward."
  19. The king grunted softly at Tempest's response, his ear twitching towards the unfamiliar term test goat in the midst of all of it. His eyes flicked up at the potential time table and annoyance briefly rippled through him before his emotions settled again. "If you took a year to locate it, I would consider it a very poor job," he quietly commented, his voice a low rumble of sound that mixed with the Everfree Forest's soft ambience. "You can only sneak a war fleet onto Canterlot when those who live there are too naive to feel concerned over the ships approaching it, who can only gawk in awe and interest at the approach of something so alien, so unfamiliar. You could take them off guard, but to sneak something like that so close to the country's capital?" Sombra scoffed in disbelief, rolling his eyes. That sharp, red gaze of his soon refocused back upon Tempest, his ears perking up as Tempest mentioned something in passing he found interesting. Did she know where to find it, the artifact he sought? If she could find it so soon.. His attention shifted to her challenge. A spar. Tempest wanted to test her might against his, and it intrigued him. A pony wanted to fight him, and a pony with a broken horn at that, but he wouldn't underestimate her. Her attitude and the way she moved alone spoke of well-earned confidence, suggesting that she knew how to fight even if she didn't have as precise magic as he might with his horn still whole. A smirk slowly spread across Sombra's muzzle and his magic briefly flared, unhooking the clasp of his cape at his throat and removing it to set it aside, draping it over the old log that he'd previously been sitting on before their meeting had even started. "If you want to spar to test me, then I happily accept. It's been far too long since I've had a proper fight. If you're not scared, then come at me."
  20. Sombra waved Heart Shield's responses away with a hoof, rolling his eyes. "This isn't going to be a later today thing. I only meant so long as you were working in the castle. Within easy reach to me, should the day and time come for me to finally want to get out of the castle for a while so I can explore the ruins of another one." His earlier mention might not have been phrased in just the right way, so hopefully this correction would do. If not, then he'd have to give up on the guard as hopeless in understanding. "By all means, you still should finish up your shift. You'll have plenty of time afterward to prepare for the eventual trip we'll make out into the Everfree Forest. On whatever day I decide to go. Unless.. you want to go tonight. If you'd like to rush, I suppose I could figure out how to open up my schedule later, but.." Sombra vaguely gestured with a hoof, indicating his uncertainty about doing so. In truth, he could do whatever he wanted at any time if he wanted, it wasn't as if he had any real obligations- not unless Princess Celestia asked him to spend time with her or to join her on some event. He just liked to be difficult. The red-caped king took a few idle steps towards the doorway to the meeting room, his short black tail giving a little flick. He wasn't going to leave just yet, he wanted to wait and see what Heart Shield's answer would be. When he would want to visit the old castle and when it would be appropriate for the pair of them. Sombra wasn't in too big of a rush to leave, not when he'd gotten so much entertainment out of the royal guard, but what he could do in one sitting was limited.
  21. Sombra grunted and considered what Heart Shield had to suggest about their trip to the Everfree Forest. The Bucephalus Brook.. Looking back on his memory of the map of Equestria he'd seen, they could pass right by, or even through, Ponyville and simply follow the brook towards the bottom edge of the forest, near where the Castle of Two Sisters was sheltered within the trees, on a cliff over a gorge of some kind. Nodding to himself, he found the plan agreeable. If it was any other way, it might've been more of a waste of his valuable time than anything. "For once, you've said something intelligent." His eyebrows rose with an expression of disbelief, as if it was almost impossible to have thought otherwise. It soon disappeared from face as he gave the gold-armored guard a faint scowl. "If you left me behind I would be very annoyed with you, though I doubt I'd get lost. It wouldn't be hard to find my way if I know where I'm going." The king shrugged and leaned forward, pulling himself to his hooves. He took a moment stretching out his legs after having sat there for so long and stepped away from the cushion he'd been sitting on. He was now standing across from Heart Shield, giving him a quizzical look. "Of course. I'm busy catching up on everything I've missed over the last thousand years, and spending time with Princess Celestia. She's quite enjoyable to be around, and nothing what you ponies make her out to be." Sombra tilted his head, the corners of his mouth quirking up into a vaguely smug smile. "Regardless, it's nice that you've decided to take me up on my trip. I'll be sure to contact you when I wish to go. You should stick around the castle a while longer so I won't have to hunt you down just to drag you along."
  22. "Truly I am, and that isn't a bad thing," Sombra was quick to reply with a lift of his eyebrow, giving Heart Shield a look. Now that he'd gotten his two bits in on the matter, he let it go and focused on the rest of what the guard had to say. "Indeed.. That castle is a hazard for mortals. If anything happens to you in there, it won't be my fault. I may or may not help you. It really depends on my mood at the time," he quietly mused, rubbing at one of his groomed sideburns. They were obviously styled, but it wasn't as if he couldn't smooth it back into place. "It would be, wouldn't it?" Sombra agreed and shrugged. "It could've been longer than that for all I know. We've certainly been lurking in this room for what feels like a while." A soft snort escaped the stallion, and there was amusement in the sound. "You probably could, with wings like yours, but.. you'd be leaving poor ol' me behind to traverse the woods all by my lonesome. It wouldn't be fun at all. Isn't a worthy adventure meant to be with other ponies, or however it goes?" He rolled his hoof, gesturing along with what he was saying. If he had to admit anything, not that he would, he might be just a little jealous of those with wings. They were something he would like to have, if just to go out on a few flights with Celestia. Another snort followed, this one expressing his annoyance with what Heart Shield had uttered. Hardly! This pony meant nothing to him, even if Heart Shield had proved to be very entertaining to push and antagonize. "So what do you say? Will you join me on this little trip to the Two Sisters' castle? It might be fun. Of course, it'll have to wait when I feel like it. After all, I am a bit of a busy stallion."
  23. Sombra scoffed and muttered something that sounded like uncreative under his breath. "I think it does, but live whatever fantasy that you wish." The grey stallion shrugged and gestured at her with a black hoof. It was dropped back to the ground, and his eyes narrowed when he caught the word monsters. It was a word he never wanted to hear anypony use against him; only he could call himself a monster. Coming from anypony else, it was foul, an insult, slander. "What're you talking about?" The king retorted with a roll of his eyes. "You continue to make such silly assumptions. When did I ever say I was trying to? I already have. Celestia enjoys my company," he hinted with a sly smile that bared the point of one fang. "There's no need for hope when she so willingly allowed me in. If you don't believe me, perhaps you can go and ask her yourself. Believe me when I say she doesn't bite." Amusement tinged his tone as he allowed Tempest's laughter wash over him. She wouldn't be the last pony laughing here, not when she really thought he'd never have a chance and that Celestia was just toying with him. It was hardly the case! "Perhaps it could be," Sombra rumbled thoughtfully, idly agreeing with Tempest. There were things that he could do to better this sorry excuse for a country, and he hardly needed to resort to old habits. There were plenty of opportunities to try new things, to improve the country's education and defenses himself.. He hardly needed to look like Celestia's trophy husband when he could do so much. "Ahuh," Sombra grunted, his face falling to its usual expression. "Played along, sure," he muttered with disbelief, fighting the urge to roll his eyes a second time. However it helped her sleep at night. Moving on.. "The alicorn amulet is an Equestrian artifact of mysterious origins. It magnifies the power of its wearer, and corrupts them the more that it is used because it is a dark magic artifact. Its whereabouts are currently unknown to me, but I believe it to exist. I've been searching and I haven't yet been successful.. With some of my time occupied as it is, I think it'd help if I could rope another pony in to help me find it. You. You seem like a smart mare, I'm sure you'd be more than capable of helping me track it down." Sombra used his magic to create a brief illusion of its appearance, hanging in midair, from the depictions he'd seen of it in the book he'd read. The title currently escaped him- something with artifacts in the name. "I do hope you know subtlety is important for this, or that you know it at all." A challenge.
  24. The heated speech that Ice Storm had to give took Princess Luna by some surprise, and as she was mentioned in it about how she endorsed what Ice Storm was doing was enough to make her shuffle uncomfortably in her seat. It was all so.. strange to her. Almost over the top, but not in any sort of 'fun' way. While Luna understood that Ice Storm wished to protect Equestria, as much as she wanted to, as well as present themselves as strong and defensible, there were some things about it that bothered her. She didn't want Equestria to look as if it was preparing to do anything extreme, to give the wrong sort of message.. nor to cause any harm. The dark princess blinked as Tempest Shadow pointed a hoof her way, and her expression darkened to a scowl. Wasteful? Make things worse? She protested against it. "Of course, I am 'about stopping bloodshed', but you know not who you speak of. If I have heard correctly, I will not be coming on this 'mission' of yours, only to provide a few ships for Ice Storm to use for the travel, as well as collecting weapons and materials from what remains of the Storm King's troops. In what way could I make this worse? I am not some foolish, bumbling princess." A silver-shod hoof lifted as if to try to stop any retaliation. "I do not care if it was you who took us down in a mere moment. We were unprepared for the kind of magic you were using." Luna would like to believe the unspoken not anymore, but the world was full of surprises. The Storm King's armies had strange magic that Equestria had never seen before. They might never be prepared for the next threat to come along, but they could try. "Ice Storm," the moon princess turned her attention to the pale mare, "I may be able to give you an airship so that you can reach your destination and bring back what you need, but my concerns.." she trailed off, trying to find a way to phrase it. "I do not want this to get out of hoof. Seeing the beginnings of this warship you intend to have built.. I feel like it could cause as much problems as help us. I.. cannot be certain, but I only wish to insist on caution. It could very easily be used against us, if in the wrong hooves. A tyrannical weapon. Only at the first sign of danger should it be brought out." Luna frowned. "But.. I will be sure to keep Equestria safe. 'Tis been my duty ever since I was crowned one of its princesses, I need not be reminded." King Sombra sat by listening to the entire rant, and the two darker mares who'd decided to speak up. He'd given Ice Storm a slight, acknowledging nod of his head. If she needed him for some mission, he'd be glad to come along. Though Celestia would have questions about his absence, and as much as he wouldn't want to lie to her.. he was sure there would be a way he could twist it so he could get out for a while. Seeing beyond Equestria's borders to see what remained of this Storm King's armies and armories were like intrigued him greatly- an opportunity he couldn't pass up. "I'd be glad to come along. I want to see all that there is," the king answered in a rumble. His eyes flicked between Princess Luna and Tempest after he'd given his answer, knowing that there would most likely be sparks between them- they were both hot-headed. "Maybe sending Tempest in first," Sombra gestured to the unicorn, "is a valid point to see what sort of reaction there'll be. If it'll be safe."
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