TheCustodian

I like the sounds of this. Will be watching but dunno how i can fit Snowdrift in. He has enough ion his plate just learning about Equestria itself. Never mind searching for a mysterious staff.

[ UNICORN ] Cantrip // Unicorn// Female // Filly // Character Sheet //Threads [Equestria Orphanage] Nanny and the Professor (OPEN) [ CREATURE ] Snowdrift // Carribou// Male// Young Adult // Character Sheet //Threads What Strage Lands [Open][Everfree] Like a Fish out of Water [Open][Canterlot

Capitol, theatre, stores, princesses... All these words were again alien to the foreigner although that last one, princesses, seemed important. Whatever this Canterlot was it sounded important. "Drums, some noise makers... And singing... Not that i ever could do that... Usually i kept a beat and joined in only where the rest of the tribe was singing" Snowdrift replied and gave Symphony a look "And where do you call home then?"

He nods his head "A lute? Interesting" Snowdrift decided to make a mental note to explore more about the music the locals used "So, where exactly are we headed?"

(Sorry for the delay. Was kinda hoping Jak would post but guess not) "Is that so..." the caribou muttered in reply still eying the instrument "What is it? My species do not use stringed instruments" besides hoof drums the caribou females also practiced throat singing between themselves as a sort of game while the males were out foraging or scouting.

The caribou shrugged "I suppose. I didnt seem that exciting for me" he muttered surprised. Then again perhaps it was more interesting when you were not the one undergoing the life threatening situations. Walking along in silence Snowdrift listened iddly to the music, it was differrent from the chanting tribal beat he was used to back at home. But stll lovely in its own way. "You play that well."

The caribou shakes his head still looking at the strange device. Was it a machine? Or did magic make it work... His confusion is then further increased when Pinoak's wagon began to move by itself. ~This world must be filled with magical wonders...~ he mused as he fell into a steady walk beside them. Snowdrift felt no need to hop aboard, his legs were fine and he was not tired in the least. "How I came to these lands? Hmm." he paused for a moment to collect his thoughts before explaining "Many days ago..." Months? Weeks? A year? Snowdrift could not tell anymore "I decided to go exploring away from my tribe, that night a snowstorm appeared out of nowhere stranding me in a small copse for the night. The next morning when I tried to find my herd again they had moved on... The storm obliterating any traces of them" he paused there for a moment wondering how long they might have waiting for him before leaving. It wasnt the first time Snowdrift had wandered off. "After that I wandered the tundra in search of them until i was beset by a pack of wolves who chased me into a river. I don't know how long I difted in those icy waters but when I came to I was beside a warm fire created by my unknown savior. Since then I have been wandering." he finished before going silent to think about his situation. In one way it was like he had always dreamed and Snowdrift was able to explore the world, but at the same time he missed his tribe and family greatly.

Flying? There were ponies capable of flight? It seemed like these creatures had it all, strength, magic, flight. He was kinda jealous. "No... My magic allows me to speak the words with my mouth even if i do not understand how it is doing it. Its rather strange" he replied to her first question. It was weird, to feel ones mouth move in ways alien to him and yet understand the words spoken using his voice. "And our magic is limited to healing... My sister is thought to be a possible Healer within our tribe" the mention of her however caused Snowdrifts mood to darken a little, he really did hope she was alright and that his antics and stupidity didnt get her into trouble like he was. The caribou's mood shifted yet again however when the watch came out. ~What.. Is tha?t~ it confused him more however when the unicorn declared it was getting late. Snowdrift had been having a difficult time following the movement of the sun in this forest but it felt right that the day was drawing to an end. "If i may ask... How do you know how late it is?"

Teleportation? Illusion? These unicorns seemed much more versatile at utilising magic than his own species... "We do... Our magic is what allows me to speak with you right now, and there are others within our tribe capable of learning how to heal" Although now Snowdrift wondered if his they could perhaps learn more... Healing was the only magic ever truly needed. "What about the earth ponies, pegasi or zebras? Do they have magic as well?"

"You... Can do magic?" he suddenly asked noticing the levitating objects for the first time. Again a new discovery for the caribou. His tribe did have magic in a sense but it was a rare thing which only a select few could use as healers, his sister for example was believed to have the necessary skills to become one. Lookingat the seet offered by the newcomer unicorn Snowdrift shook his head. "I prefer to walk"

Snowdrift didnt reply right away lookings at the carvings with great curiosity... "Ze-bra, Ponyville...Canterlot... THese are Towns?" he asked before the sound of Storybook pulling out his map attracted the caribous attention. His tribe did not have items such as these, all information was shared by word of mouth, no writing. In a way it made them very primitive but for Snowdrift there was no need to change. The land on the map was unlike anything Snowdrift had seen before and he could not understand what any of it meant. The words themselves ere not something his abilities could translate for him to understand. Frowning he pulled himself away from the two unicorns silently to think. Should he go with them? They seemed friendly and having someone to help guide him would be helpful.

Snowdrift just stared at the two with a rather dumb look on his face ~What in the name of the ancestors is going on!?!~ One moment he and this unicorn were speaking then from nowhere another unicorn had emerged causing the caribou to back away in alarm. How many more of these unicorns were hiding out there? The forest itself seemed quiet and he could not pick anything out sighing he let the two converse as he reviewed what Synphony had told him... ~Griffons, pegasi, unicorns, and earth ponies. Wait... He mentioned something called a buffallo also~ he wondered getting more excited at the thought of what else might be residing here. Smiling a bit the caribou turned to the newcomer and gave a slight bow. "You may call me Snowdrift, and yes I come from the far north where the rest of my species reside. We call ourselves the caribou."

Town... That wasn’t a word he understood at all, actually snowdrift didn’t understand much of what Storybook was saying. Although from the way the unicorn spoke it sounded like these towns were places, although weather they were topographical features like mountains and plains or something else Snowdrift could not tell. "Uh..." was all he said in reply, everything that was being said was only making him more confused. "Griffons..." he then muttered in understanding. He knew of them, creatures that would roam the tundra attacking and eating stragglers from the herd. The two species never had any reason to speak so Snowdrift never had reason to believe they might be intelligent. "They are here also? What else lives in these lands?"

Everfree, Canterlot, both were names the caribou was unfamiliar with. And what were ponies? "Um... I came from... North. Very far north" was all Snowdrift could say really. He had no idea where his homeland was but if temperature meant anything he doubt this warm temperate climate was anywhere close to his home.out on the tundra... "Where is your tribe then unicorn? Were you separated from them as well?"

Snowdrift flinched as the unicorn poked his side and took a couple of steps away. As for what he had said much of it was confusing to the poor caribou but he could feel that same tingle as The Speech worked on deciphering their meaning. ~Unicorn? Storybook Symphony?~ the words were rather alien but Snowdrift could tell that the latter was the creatures name. "Yes, I am very lost" he muttered in reply, the accent noticably lessened , if he was given a few more phrases the caribou would be sounding like a native Equestrian "My name is Snowdrift" ~Odd..~ he thought... Snowdrift was not his true name but for some reason the magic inside him had converted his name as well. "Um... Where... Are we exactly? What is this place?"

Snowdrift frowned as the white creature seemed to emerge from the forest. It didn't seem dangerous but he was rather disturbed that it had managed sneak up on him. Taking up a slightly alarmed stance Snowdrift was taken again by surprise when the creature seemed to speak. Not that the caribou could understand what it was saying. Narrowing his eyes the Snowdrift could feel a bit of tingling in his body as his ancestral magic tried to make sense of the strangers words. It was difficult though, this was not a simple case of a slightly changed dialects. What Snowdrift was encountering was a completely different and alien language. As this occurred however the caribou took the time to examine the unicorn. His body type was slightly smaller than his own and judging from his coat Snowdrift figured he was not a native to the forest. ~Is it even male though?~ he then thought in curiosity, the voice sounded male and there were certain physical features to indicate that this was the case. After a moment he finally felt the tingle stop which Snowdrift took to mean that the language had been learned, he still didnt know what the unicorn had said though. "Uh... Hello?" he replied nervously, the words feeling alien on his tongue but somehow he understood what they meant. To Storybook though they were probably heavily accented, something his ability was unable to compensate for right now. Perhaps with more exposure to equestrian that accent would disappear. "What.... Are you?"

~Hot...~ If there was one word that Snowdrift would use to describe this place it was that. For three days now the caribou had been making his way through the forest since leaving the badlands. He had yet to meet anything capable of sentient thought and frankly that was rather disappointing. Snowdrift had been hoping to meet others like him, others who could speak, who could think, others the caribou could learn from. ~Instead I get colorful plants and oppressive heat~ he thought silently to himself. The Everfree forest was nothing like the frigid tundra from which Snowdrift hailed. Where the tundra was cold this forest was much too hot. In the tundra life struggled to survive and here plants and animals seemed to thrive easily, Snowdrift could not begin to count the different kinds of plants and animals that he had seen (not for lack of trying, Snowdrift lost count at about 58. "I hope she is ok," he muttered silently, it was the first words Snowdrift had spoken in days. He was refering to his sister, Glacial Eir. Back home to pair had been inseparable. He only hoped that she was safe and sound with the tribe and had not foolishly gone out to look for him. It was a miracle that Snowdrift was standing here now. By all accounts he should be dead after a fall into the frigid glacial waters that ran through his home. Instead something had decided his life was worth saving and Snowdrift had awoken some time later in this strange land far from home. Stopping for a moment the caribou took look at his surroundings. In every direction trees seemed to spread giving the area a slightly menacing quality, but other than that it was quiet... Too quiet... Standing still the caribou listen carefully in the hopes of hearing the source of whatever had caused the forest to go silent. Of course to any idle observer Snowdrift appeared like any other animal within the forest with no obvious indicators to show that he was much more intelligent than any common deer one might find within these woods.

Well it finally happened and like I said i nthe chat im here to ask if you can do something up for Snowdrift. PRobably just an avatar. (Although if you could do a version of Snowdrift in his winter coat colors i would worship the ground you walk upon XD ) As for specifics of the avatar I was hoping you could emulate the look of this pic. Its similar to the one you find on the Warcraft 3 box art Anyway... Yeah ^^ Thx

Probably will stick to Caribou. Anyway i guess its time to play the waiting game?

Going by this then i wouldnt be surprised if there are pony settlements across the ocean nearby the griffons. If we placed the griffons in europe I could see Trottingham being in an island country like England and places like Stalliongrab being a russianlike country. THe world just got much bigger... XD THen again the griffons could be anything east of 'america'. Hmmm. LEts say all europe has a pony analogue them maybe the griffons are middle east in a sense? Turkey wouldnt even need a name change XD