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Windwright

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Windwright last won the day on May 3 2022

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  • Birthday 07/30/1987

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    Honeywing
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  1. "Bloom. The flower, not the act. She would not be a horrible match for him for political gain. A tie to Equestria, a rising power." the kunoichi answered, choosing to engage with that point while she worked through the other. "Jiyūna Soyokaze might be better, once she comes of age. Or perhaps a caribou clanwife." she continued, it was a train of thought she'd pursued in many sleepless nights. She took a deep breath and lifted her head from the table to look at Yu Yue, really look at her, for the first time since they'd both been little more than fillies. "You and he are not so different, really. Your father took more than one wife. And he had his favorites in his harem...if I recall my reading correctly, your mother was in that position. A court songstress." she pointed out, her look calculating. "It would not be such a departure from tradition if one were to find a certain foreign celebrity athlete in yours. And goodness, what a surprise to find out he was actually a local guardstallion." Sī Jīn returned the empress's smile with one of her own, her eyes sparkling with a mischief Sī Jīn shouldn't be clever enough to manage. "And I can think of a few ways a Watcher might gain the approval of the court, should you wish to make him more than a mere consort. Some of them not only legal but entirely above-the-board, even."
  2. Aiyaaaa. There was no way to avoid the subject if it was being asked directly. Sī Jīn blushed like a schoolfilly and sat back in her place, giving a soft nod of confirmation. She followed it almost immediately with "Kami preserve us both, hai. Half the court knows he and I have dalliances, of course. Everyone expects that to be what Prince Liàn keeps vapid, clumsy Sī Jīn around to do for him. Why he keeps her close. For a time, I had convinced myself of the same." while rolling a pair of chopsticks under her hoof. "It is his mask, as much as mine. Part of what helps me keep him safe. If they suspected I was by half, they would start working their plans around me. But wearing that mask is difficult when I want to believe in it. Dangerous. It causes pain when another pretty mare catches his eye. Because Sī Jīn should not care. Sī Jīn is arm candy. A distraction from that which the Prince should be about, and a complication to be discarded when he is matched to some pretty foreign princess, or daughter of a noble house here in Long Guo. A good match will secure your influence, show your power, and prevent your detractors from using Prince Liàn as a potential puppet usurper. It is only sense, and his affection for Sī Jīn, a nothing filly of no breeding from a nowhere village no one can even find on a map, is just flouting your authority. They cannot know what I do, and my mask is no fit for him. And clan Chiyo has exiled me for it! A working exile, though kami know how they even learned I had been watching him instead of you, or that I wanted to keep doing it, but I'm not going to check a gifted gown for its seams." As she keeps speaking, she slowly loses control over the tone and speed of her voice, her words coming out in a rush of hopeless resignation that was apparently a long time coming. By the end of it, her head is on the table and she takes a distracted nibble of a teacake by her snout while she tries to compose herself again. "I don't know what to do about it except keep on as things are, and return to my clan when-...when he no longer has a use for me."
  3. Windwright nodded to Rose to acknowledge the request. He'd been about to ask further questions when the sphinx and his entourage turned and left. Which put a damper on things. He sighed and turned to Prince Blueblood and Rose. "Probably best to wait until we have Miss or Mister Bevel's cooperation. I'm not hard to find, just send me a letter to Rainbow Falls and it'll get to me. I'll be in town for a few more days to collect samples and deal with some other business I have in Ponyville."
  4. Windwright bowed as she approached the prince, not wanting to shout across the room for a friendly conversation. "Not too bad. A bit of snow, but I left my kiosk back in Rainbow Falls, so I flew most of the way. With that extra project of yours, I'm seriously considering taking out a lease on a dorm room I'm here so often, heh." she said, sipping a mug of cider she brought over from the refreshments table. She nodded politely to Rose as she drew close, and half-fluttered her wings in an energetic little gesture. "But tonight is not for talking shop. How's the herd doing?"
  5. "That was mostly GG, honestly. He noticed from some press photos and seeing you around town that you didn't often wear your other shape and a suit at the same time, and a little asking around and guesswork confirmed that you just didn't have many that fit right." Honeywing answered, his chest puffing out a little in pride. "And take your time, it's not exactly a Hearthswatming suit and GG said to mention that he'd be happy to let it out or pull it in if you ever need it. Also to invite you over for a makeover if you're ever in the mood, but since advertising as part of a gift is a bit gauche we acknowledge that you already have a fully capable staff who can help you look your best, who also know how to adjust garments, so no pressure at all." The courier stuck out his tongue playfully at this, securing his bags again now that their contents had been carried safely to their new owner. "We should see you at the party, and after that I'll be off to Yakyakistan again to see if we can't get that textiles agreement smoothed out. Assuming we can find something they want that won't upset the traditionalists."
  6. Windwright grinned broadly and said, "One of my contacts in the AAAA put me in touch with their publisher, who's also working on translating a lot of the old treatises on alchemy, magic, and botany. Apparently the return of the Pillars was a shot in the foreleg for getting some of the more obscure passages and phrases done, and this little beauty is on the cutting edge of ancient lore. I'm actually thinking about picking up a copy myself to see if I can't take another crack at breeding a strain of mages' tears that's a little easier to harvest so my suppliers will consider not charging my left wing every time I start using it in my research. Not that I'll be holding my breath. Oh, and I left my calling card in the last pages, let me know if you need to borrow my old ponish thesaurus. I use Silverscroll's myself, the grammar primers in the appendices are worth their weight in bits." She was glad she'd made a good guess on the nature of the gift, being in an adjacent field of study was often helpful but it was no substitute for actually knowing somecreature. "Anyway, yeah. The chapter on jungle cultivars is apparently causing a big splash in the industry, my contact was practically dancing to tell me about it in her return letter when I wrote to ask about good books. I'm guessing some of it is techniques we didn't know they knew, but from the sounds of it there's some promising new information too."
  7. Honeywing took the offered towel in his spare wing and pulled out the contents of the envelope, which he separated all but the last sheet from. "School business, actually. An acquaintance of mine from one of my first missions in the Courier Corps sent me this letter, asking me to enroll her son in the School and granting me legal guardianship while he's here. I wasn't sure to whom to turn these in, but she filled out everything but Glitz's and my address and signatures, so I was hoping you'd be willing to get them to the right pony." He presented the documents in question, all signed, filled out, initialed, and even notarized in the right places. "GG's going to take care of the tuition and whatnot since I need to leave for that Yakyakistan mission in a couple of days, and won't be back until after the new term starts. In the meantime, though..." he said, shuffling with his bulging saddlebags while Blueblood handled and inspected the paperwork at his leisure. After a moment, he produced a large basket wrapped with cloth and tied with a fluffy cotton ribbon. A little tag tied to this with a short length of silk read "Happy Hearthswarming, HW & GG" Inside the wrapping, which turned out to be a monographed bath robe, was another pair of robes with the initials of BB's herdmates, as well as several scented oils, mani/pedi kits, face scrubs and masks, a set of plush towels, and several high end shampoos and conditioners for the mane, tail, and coat. In short, it was a spa day for three in a basket. And Honeywing apparently wasn't done, as he also pulled out another box, this time wrapped in more traditional paper. "We, er...had a word with your tailor for the robes and for this. GG did the alterations themself, and most of that basket was honestly stock from the shop, so we wanted to splurge a little. The goods are more valuable than the Secret Princess rules would allow, but we didn't actually pay more. Perks of being industry insiders, heh." The second box contained a formal silk suit in blue and gold, tailored not to Blueblood's measurements, but to Bluebelle's.
  8. "I didn't." Sī Jīn said, almost suspiciously quickly. In the privacy of her own shaking head, she thought "Kami preserve you, girl! You are a kunoichi, not some blushing maiden in a manhu-wait." then started running the conversation back through her head again. While she was connecting dots, she said, her tone clearly distracted, "Reports suggest she may be in the process of revising her own tax laws. She may have been comparing hers to yours and discovered some method of improving efficiency in a moment of clarity or mania." And suddenly, she understood something. Her eyes went wide and her cheeks went scarlet. "Oh. Oh, kami. You...think the servants' chatter is about you. Oh, kami preserve me, it probably is, at that." she said, standing to pace and rub at her temple. How could she be so blind about that. Of course the staff wouldn't care about Liàn's dalliances, his reputation was already that of a rake even if he didn't deserve it. She let out a string of minor oaths in her native tongue just barely audible to anyone but herself, then bowed to Yu Yuè and said "I had overlooked that possibility, my own worries...No matter, it's inexcusable. My role as the Prince's protector shouldn't blind me to your troubles. Give me a moment, I hadn't thought...well, give me a moment."
  9. Windwright, alchemist extraordinaire, had checked her saddlebags after having made a Hearthswarming gift delivery and trotted into the main hall like she was walking on air. She could, of course, but she wasn't. Her wings were extended above her to keep the second of the parcels she'd brought this evening from clouting anypony about the ears, as it was a hefty basket laden with some of her best soaps and shampoos in a variety of scents. She was feeling more herself this evening, having finally managed to replenish her stores of Poison Joke extract in time to make a dose of her usual potion, even if she hadn't had time to get dyed for this year's event, but she wasn't like to miss this party any time. In addition to the titanic tower of toiletries, the pegasus made sure to drop a pouch of bits into the donation box for a charity she knew did Science, Technology, Engineering, Alchemy, and Mathematics work with foals across Equestria. It was important to promote STEAM, after all. Charity managed, she sidled over to the buffet table to assess the state of the crowds surrounding the royals. Courtesy dictated she exchange greetings with the both of them, after all she'd made both of their personal acquaintances and was rather indebted to Prince Blueblood in particular for how far House Platinum had allowed her research to go. Still, she couldn't well interrupt conversations ongoing between the hosts and their other guests.
  10. It was time. Windwright's Secret Princess spy guardsmare came to inform her that Granola had been spotted in the castle. Windy trotted along behind the guard as she was led to the ballroom and pointed to the punch. The alchemist wove her way through the crowd and all but materialized just behind her target, saying "Miss Granola Gracie? Happy Hearthswarming! My name's Windwright, and I was told this was something you might want." She offered out her mystery parcel, a bit over a foot long, three-quarters that wide, and a good hoof's-width thick, out to Nola with the bow twinkling in the light.
  11. Honey slipped inside and executed a short bow, shaking a bit of snow out of his mane from his landing. "Good morning, Highness." he greeted, dancing on the spot to warm up out of habit. "I know you're busy, especially this morning, but I had two more matters to bring to your attention, one business and one personal. They're both somewhat urgent. End of day at the latest. So I stopped by to deliver both to you personally. Which would you prefer to hear first?" the courier asked, slipping a letter out of his saddlebags, its seal broken already though it appeared it was addressed to Honeywing himself. Of course, that still left the bags full to bursting.
  12. Early in the morning of Heartwarming Eve, Honeywing the pegasus stepped out into the balcony of his shared bedroom with Glitzen Glamour on the second floor of his coltfriend's parlor. He stretched and greeted the sun as it peeked over the town's rooftops, a comfortable ritual on a morning that was going to be too busy for the comfortable cuddles he wanted to spend it on. But rather than brood, he spread his wings, double-checked the saddlebags under them, and flew off. His destination was the second most notable landmark in the once sleepy village, and the second new addition: the Princess's School of Friendship. More specifically the Archchancellor's office. He'd been given special permission to come and go at his leisure as part of his IMAGINE duties, but hopefully the Prince wouldn't mind his overstepping that boundary for this. He knocked politely on the glass doors that led from terrace to office and waited, perhaps a little impatiently, to be granted entrance to the warm building.
  13. T'was the night of Hearths' Warming and somewhere in the castle, A pony was waiting, bearing a parcel. The guests in the main hall were dancing with glee, But Windwright the alchemist whistled merrily. She sought for a pony who she'd been assigned, "Bring her a present, with kindness in mind." And as it turned out, the mare had interest, In one of the subjects that Windy knew best. She'd sent off a letter as soon as she'd learned, And called in a favor that she had once earned. She'd wrapped what came back with a festive glow, Shining green paper, with a red tinsel bow. And then on this night of Hearths' Warming Eve, She flagged down a guard assigned to retrieve. So now she was waiting for Granola to arrive, To receive her Secret Princess gift and jive.
  14. Eden Glow took the little ornament into his own aura, shaking his head at the Princess's question. Embarrassingly enough, he barely remembered Flurry herself except as a giggling foal in a high chair and something about a snotsplosion? Foxtrot had told him the story a couple of times but he'd been preoccupied at the time by the palace's aurora beacon and Empress Cadenza's questions. Though he had a strange craving for broccoli Alfredo at the mention of food. He dipped his head deferentially and stepped out of the greeting line so as not to disturb its flow, making his way over to the food tables, where he doubted he'd find Alfredo, but Foxtrot would be grumpy at him if he didn't eat something. To keep the ornament out of the way, he opted to hang it from his horn, letting it split the light still occasionally leaking from him, which did some pretty colourful things to his aurora magics. He'd need to test this specific ornament later, but the sheer number of shiny, reflective, or refractive things around during Solstice and Hearthswarming season made it Eden's favourite time of year by a long margin.
  15. Windwright sucked thoughtfully on his teeth as he returned his notebook to its proper home. "If we had EVERYTHING we need? Two decades with two master alchemists bent to the task would be long enough to have a marketable spinxification potion in a variety of flavours and durations. But I don't owe Princess Bluebelle THAT kind of favour. I have my own research to get back to, and my personal passion projects diverged from general transformative potions at least five years ago. You'd need to be one of the four pony races for any of my future research to do you much good. Or a griffon, I'm pretty sure I can use hippogriffs to create a reliable proxy for medical alchemy that applies to griffons." he said, then shook his head. "Thankfully, if Miss Compass is able to help power the spell and Miss or Mister Bevel is able to channel the energy into a proper transformative spell, that shouldn't take too long. A few months' research. Maybe a year?" he said, looking to Rose for confirmation of his guesstimates. "Either way, I can be on hand to help minimize any disorientation, dizziness, or other side effects via medical formulae. I have LOADS of those."
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