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  1. Doing some posts tonight in Night Watch and the quest for goblets!

  2. E.P.I.C. That was an acronym Rose hadn't heard from in a long time. Since she'd resumed her studies and befriended Blueblood, it honestly seemed as though things had calmed down immensely. Then she got the most curious summons to the castle in Ponyville by none other than a fellow member of the E.P.I.C. Organization. It must have been important if they went through all the trouble of contacting her. Probably something desperate since Rose was basically a fairly strong civilian unicorn with a useful set of skills and not a trained warrior or guard of the royal variety. When Rose finally made it all the way to the castle she found herself lost in the corridors for a while. If she hadn't heard the sound of familiar voices she might have just resorted to trying to tunnel her way through walls of crystal to find her way out then hoping the princess would be lenient later. She recognized Squall's voice and that of Fire walkers. "Um... Hello?" She asked in her usual listless tone, "I got the notification and... wanted to help."
  3. Taira couldn't help but give a warm chuckle, "Ha! You almost remind me of my mate." He let out a dreamy sigh, "She's got a caring streak as well... allthough she's a bit more focused on just our family rather than healing everyone with the sniffles. As for inspiration, Don't worry about it. I love helping out artists and artisans. Used to do it a lot more in my youth." He stretched in place a moment before standing still waiting for the spell. For a moment he was worried that his nose might react badly to the foreign magic... but well it was worth a shot at breathing unimpeded again. If anything went wrong he could always figure something out to remedy the situation, luck had been on his side for the most part as of late. "Well, the only way to find out if it works is to try! I'm ready when you are." He gave the mare a hearty smile.
  4. All this talk of sweets was starting to make Toboe hungry. She'd heard stories of the sugar filled diets of Equestrians, but talk of cake this early in the day. It's a wonder they're not more heavyset. The mention of parties made her even more curious, was the pink one some sort of caterer? That kind of experience could really come in handy. Toboe had to think back on wheter she'd seen anypony just up in such an outfit, "Pinchy... I'm guessing from the name she's you're daughter? I hope she wasn't one of the ponies that were snatched up for that weird prank. Can only imagine the stress that'd dump on a mother. " When their pink visitor made her big order, Toboe's jaw dropped for a moment. Ten cups? This mare would be a shoe in for the company drinking contest. Speaking of drinks... with all these guests making requests, this business-mare might be able to get a sample of the merchandise. If she was aiming to get this pony's help as a wine supplier, it might be a smart choice to sample what she might end up selling back home. "Miss Punch." Said the neon maned tourist, "I know it's a bit early in the day, but could I sample some of your wine? I've heard very good things about it." Pinkie's apology earned a wry chuckle from her, "No need to worry, as much as I like being... welcomed, I'm fine not drawing too much attention to myself on a visit." The mare bowed her head in greeting, "Toboe Hiretsuna. I'm... well from a well off family in Neighpon, but I'm looking to start up my own business: A bar or a franchise of them."
  5. Toboe's ears perked up at the whistle and strangely familiar disposition of the stallion approaching. Getting used to the lack of status she had in this country was a trial, but not an unwelcome one. She'd complained to her friend Nensho for years about the 'Yes-Mares' back home so when she was finally free of them in a foreign land... she'd be some sort of hypocrite to whine about their absence now. "Can't say I do. I've heard good things though." The pony sniffed at the air a few times, "Whatever she has in stock smells very top of the line. Are you looking to just get a taste of her product as well?" Before the curious looking earth pony could answer quickly, the door was opened. Toboe dipped her head towards berry, "Thank you very much... and, well I was here for nightmare night. " She chuckled only slightly awkwardly, that night had given her quite a scare after the princess disappeared. Thank goodness it all turned out to be an elaborate joke involving some old wolf. "I was in ... a very useful Okami costume most of the night. That stallion... Masquerade I think his name was: sold it to me. was a bit of a pain to get out of." She chuckled warmly, "Were you there for it? Was quite the event..." And soon came along a pink earth pony. She smelled incredibly sweet, sort of like candy. If Toboe had to guess she must work with confections of somekind or regularly spends time there. If she was connected to some place that could give her some pointers on preparing dishes for the bar... maybe this aspiring Bar owner could introduce herself as well.
  6. While Taira managed to slip away from the rest of the group (but not too far) he'd found himself browsing the older spell section of this particular shelf. So many thick tomes with long words he didn't know ... and being Neighponese didn't help his lack of understanding. Suddenly her twitched his nose when he recognized a very familiar scent. That pup Nensho must have stopped by! Taira had caught wind of the wandering bodyguard's scent during the events of Nightmare Night, along with at least one other wolf that seemed a bit familiar... and maybe a fox? No time to dwell on that though, The old wolf walked over to the corner of the bookcase nearby with the intent of giving the young disguised yokai a silent greeting. The Kirin that did come around the bend was definitely not who he suspected. Taira's eyes went wide as saucers and... perhaps having forgotten his disguised status blurted out, "R-Ranu?!" In his normal voice, one that at least one mare in the room may recall from the running of the leaves. Thankfully he was tucked away in the corner with his friend, so none managed to see the spectacle of a genuine talking dog. Taira hushed his tone and spoke quietly to his old friend, "Ranu? It's been... well a dog's age since I last saw you. I'd been hoping to run into you actually... Have you been well? Was your search fruitful?"
  7. I like this idea actually, Steel! I say we go ahead with it. As For the restarting of Gatekicker, I'm good with that too. I'll get to work figuring out a list of the active heroes.
  8. Toboe had heard good things about this Berry Punch's juice bar... or was it called a watering hole here? So many Equestrian names and terms would surely fly over this tourist's head. If possible maybe she could talk this mare and get a sample of some Uniquely Equestrian beverages. Toboe still was hoping to get her bar back home off the ground after all and a good supplier of exotic (at least to Neighpon's eyes) beverages could probably be a draw. If Nensho heard that she was trying to get some business done on this vacation he'd probably never let her hear the end of it. This would have to remain her little secret... or at least one between her and the proprietor of this establishment she was quickly approaching. The wolfish looking pony held up a translation and phrase book in one hoof as she approached Berry Punch's Winery. Her eyes scanned over the characters as she double checked that the sign on the building was indeed what she was looking for. Between the Neighponese and Equestrian characters she eventually settled on the affirmative. She snapped the book shut and stowed it away. Several knocks came to the door, "Excuse Me. I'm Looking for a miss Berry Punch?" Her equestrian was a tad fragmented, but still understandable.
  9. "Actually it... appeared about ... uh I think it was a hundred years ago, but it got exceptionally thick about fifty years ago. I did manage to find a way to part the mists to let trah..." The stallion's muzzle scrunched up as he felt a tickle flare up in his muzzle, "Ahh..." He seemed frozen in place for a few seconds as his jaws hung open wide until all the tension left and he heaved a sigh. Accursed False starts. With an annnoyed sigh he continued, "As I was saying. To let travelers in." A smile came to his lips as he heard Night Breeze's excitement, "I suggest the Waterfall first it has the nicest view from the top or bottom. A very long time ago, monks used to come to meditate under it. I've never tried it myself but I hear it's very soothing." Another sniffle interrupted his train of thought. Taking a few steps to the edge of the clearing where he showed off the rest of the mountain valley, stopping only when he heard he worrying about him straining himself. He let out a proud laugh , trying not to make it sound dismissive. "I'm sure I can handle a bit of a walk at the very least. If I'm going to be a good provider I can't let a simple cold slow me down." His ears did perk up for moment when he heard the suggestion of a healing spell, "... a spell?" he mulled the idea over. It's been ages since he'd tried any magical remedies from ponies. A couple hundred years ago some villager brought some incense by they thought might help. That ended terribly but at least this was some sort of casted magic straight from a unicorn. "Hmm..." Taira turned to Night Breeze, "... Well. I certainly won't turn down such a kind offer. Even if it doesn't work we can still say we tried, right? How do we start?"
  10. It was always nice to meet a pony who could appreciate the mountain valley's natural majesty, "Thank you. The place has been my family's territory for a long time." He shook his head at the suggestion of her being a bother, "We don't mind visitors who don't mean any harm... besides It's my fault for not putting up the sign by the path." He looked down the path that Night Breeze took. "It's a long way down though, and I'm not so cruel as to ask you to leave just after arriving. Especially if it's on an empty stomach." "... Hmm. There are plenty of other interesting sights on the mountain if you'd like to visit. An abandoned village, An ancient structure of stones, Very nice Waterfall, A long rolling meadow. If you're looking to make some memories of unique spots or stoke your inspiration... I'd say you came to the right place." He gave the mare a smile as he rubbed a hoof to his muzzle, "I can still show you around but I think I'll have to take it slow. I'm not at my best today." As if to rive that point his muzzle scrunched up with a harsh sniffle.
  11. From the album: The Character Corner (Color!)

    A not as secretive yokai who has been popping up all over the east, Hogo-sha is a traveling wolf who has been challenging various dojos across neihgpon and seeking challenges in other lands (depending on which, as a diamond dog)
  12. Roleplay Type: World of Equestria Name: Hogo-sha no Arashi Doro Nickname: Hogo-Sha, Sha, Stormy Weather Sex: Male Age: Young Adult (By yokai standards) Species: Yokai (Okami) Eye color: Pale Yellow Coat: Black with small arcs of yellow lightning flowing through it. Mane/Tail: Long and wispy, glows in the dark. Physique: Diamond Dog Okami Residence: Wanders around Occupation: Adventurer, Bodyguard, Do-gooder, occasional singer Cutie Mark: N/A Unique Traits: Supernatural Sense of Smell: Like others in his family, Hogosha posesses an incredibly acute sense of smell. Is capable of sniffing out anything and anyone provided he’s caught their scent once before… and the weather is good and his allergies aren’t acting up. Magic Condition: As a Yokai, Magic is an inherent part of his being. This often manifests as the glow and bolts of ethereal lightning that shoot across his fur, but also is shown through great shows of speed strength and healing. Storm Magic: Can conjure storm clouds at will and can even walk on them and use them for quick transportation. Can also temporarily turn his body into stormclouds for short periods of time. Windy Breath and Lung Capacity: Is able to hold his breath for long periods of time without need to inhale again. Can produce howling gales of wind by blowing or just by holwing. Spell Beads: Six Beads that hover around Hogo-sha’s neck. If he bites down on one it grants him a magical boon with different benefits and drawbacks. Wall Walking: A passive magical aura that lets Hogo-sha run and walk on almost any solid surface as if gravity had been altered. Sturdiness: Increases his endurance and lets him redirect potent forces away from himself. Stormcloud: Makes himself intangible for a short time and can turn himself into a stormcloud in the same shape and size of his default form. Lightning generation: enhances his electrical magics, can make his fur shocking to the touch, and can bark lightning strikes at a maximum of six times. Alter Sword: Can alter the properties of his weapon, typically leaving it as a Bokken in most situations. When needed he will turn it to normal (if incredibly sturdy) sword. Can only change and reshape his custom sword made by a family friend. Bigger and Badder: Sacrifice his storm and illusion magics to increase his size, strength and speed. Disliked using it as it locks him into the form for hours in exchange for the massive change. Only makes him larger than a carriage but smaller than a medium sized building. Shapeshifting: Capable of switching between his two forms easily in most circumstances. Currently, stays in a diamond dog guise most of the time but is working on a pony one. Well Read: Is a big bookworm. The dwelling he had back in the mountain was essentially a small library that took up most of the space. Has deep knowledge of both eastern and equestrian poetry and literature. Not to the same degree as a professional scholar, but still very informed. Musical knowledge: Has been taught how to play bass guitar by his twin brother, tends to listen to a lot of jazz or occasionall jazz fusion. History: Hogo-Sha Was born to litter in a forest in Neighpon to pair of proud parents and several siblings (one of whom was lost). His Mother was Nijurkuya, a former delinquent Yokai and skilled mage from the city who seemed to adore seeking out trouble. The pup’s father was a well known Okami of Legend who had been born before Neighpon had even been formed. Not long after he was born, Hogo-sha earned his name when he proved to be an oddly fussy and protective pup when it came to his family. Even when at his smallest he would nip and growl when an unfamiliar scent approached him or his family. At the age when his eyes were barely opened his bark proved worse than his bite. Like the rest of his siblings, Hogo-sha was raised on the mysterious Green Mist Mountains: A secluded Mountain peak in Northeastern Neighpon. Despite being the most competitive among his siblings he was also the most protective of them. When one of them came back home late he would continuously badger his parents to let him help scent them out. Even when they told him no he would still go out to search on his own. When he was out exploring the mountains one day, Hogo-sha went exploring by the river. Having seen his parents catch fish when they visited down here, he decided to attempt to catch some himself. He stepped further and further into the stream until he went too deep and was snatched up by the current. Lucky for the pup, one of his brothers was present and managed to save him from drowning. Since then he gained an intense fear of water… and thanks to growing closer to the sibling who saved him: a deep appreciation of music. Around his late teens, Hogo-sha began to travel outside with his mother and father on visits to the countryside and cities. On most of their visits, he would often spend long periods of time in libraries or bookstores. Mostly he would buy stories of folktales, mythology, history, samurai hoofbooks and… more than a few poetry collections. On the rides home, he would quietly read and absorb the information. One day he noticed that His Father was in a few of these, with many stories to his name. Stories of a disagreement with a trio of Katakirauwa, A great battle against an ancient Bear Yokai, Even leading a small army of yokai against caribou invaders in the not too distant past. These stories instilled in the young wolf the desire to forge stories of his own… hopefully not so many as silly as his fathers but more of the thrilling kind. He often would badger his father to tell him first paw accounts of the stories, asking him how those adventures ever got him excited. The answer was almost always something along the lines of making him exhausted just thinking about them. On one visit he caught a glimpse of an old newspaper he discovered that Taira had gone on a short rampage across the countryside near Polohama… back when he and his siblings were born. When he confronted him about this, the old wolf confessed that one of the pups had been captured by poachers not long after being born and had been taken to a Pony city. Taira tried to track down the pup but thanks to the skill of the poachers they managed to hide her scent and disappear into the urban jungle. Hogo-sha was shocked and disheartened. He promised not to share the story with his brothers and sisters, but the knowledge left him with a feeling of betrayal and broke the pedestal he put his father on. Once he was old enough he departed the mountain range and promised both his parents he’d only return occasionally until he’d made a legend for himself and became powerful enough to protect all the pack on his own. As an adult, he ended up traveling across the land and beyond in order to hone his skills in any way he could. He had focused so much on his other types of magic that his shapeshifting wasn’t yet as reliable. To make up for that skill deficiency he took on the form of a creature that wasn’t too different from his normal form: A diamond dog. In this shape, he would travel across Neighpon challenging various dojos to test his skill and even finding a master to teach him other forms of martial arts and swordsmareship. In time he did manage to make a reputation for himself, a rumor of a diamond dog who would come into dojo’s across the east and battle various masters. He won many times and lost just as much, but still, he constantly strives to better himself through the conflicts. After a while, some even began seeking him out to teach them what he knew as he grew. Was Recently seen fighting in the Sarvaarberg Arena as a Diamond Dog. Character Personality: Hogo-sha is at his heart a well meaning but overly enthusiastic Yokai. Deeply concerned with protecting the things he loves, he often buries himself in absurd challenges and tasks to make himself stronger. In pursuit of this goal he has already managed to travel across the lands of Neighpon, Long Guo, and has recently began to test himself in the savage lands of Whitescar. Comparing Hogo-sha to your typical strong, silent warrior type may seem accurate at first. However, he often shows a more relaxed if occasionally awkward side to himself once befriended. While he prefers to keep things simple, he isn’t the type to turn down a chance at merriment or a good meal. He almost always carries a book with him on his person, typically it will be some sort of mystery fiction or romance novel he has found himself engrossed in. When he has some form of down he can be found visiting Jazz clubs or in the company of his brother when he runs into him. Hogo-sha may act brave in most situations, but he actually has a couple notable fears. His most prominent being a fear of deep waters. When traveling on boats, he has been known to stay in his cabin and refuse to come out until they meet the land. If in the presence of spiders he tends to do one of two things: Freeze up or panic. Sometimes he may one after the other! The more personal fear he has is letting others down. Character Summary: A somewhat dorky traveling swordswolf who wants to protect what matters to him and hopes to find more things that matter on the path he goes!
  13. "I actually live up here with my family. They're away at the moment." The kirin stepped on ahead with a pleasant smile, "I'm Taira. I actually usually guide tourists through these mountains to explore." A harsh sniffle wrinkled up his muzzle for a moment, he could tell she wasn't like him: not a yokai. Even through his plugged sinuses he could smell she was just a normal pony. Her magic wasn't particularly potent, or all that dangerous seeming. She couldn't have just powered through the mists with some artifact, Taira's sickness must have left the enchantment weaker. Now that he looked over the area he noticed the mist was much closer to the base of the mountain than he last recalled placing it... perhaps the distance had been schewed by his sickness as well. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Night Breeze. Did you say you worked at a spa?" He'd heard of medicinal aromatic oils and scents that were sold in Equestria... for obvious nose based reasons he had forgone visiting them. A brow arched when he took notice of her book, he caught of a glimpse of some picture between the pages and tilted his head, "Are you an artist?"
  14. While it wasn't a warm cup of hot chocolate, Taira wasn't about to turn down a free cookie. As soon as the cookie was in range Taira eagerly chomped down in delight, accidentally giving the offering hoof a few licks of appreciation as well. Another appreciative bark filled the library once he'd finished up the treat. For a second he could have sworn he felt some hint of suspicion coming off one of the stallion's at the table: the one giving him short side eye. It seemed that his curiosity was short lived. When Earth Writer approached Taira gave another happy bark which got him yet another pet. A wag of the tail and a slightly goofy look of enthusiasm got the yokai a ticket out of the doghouse... well in a manner of speaking. At least that was what he thought, The other stallion present scoop him up like he was a puppy! This pony was pretty strong. He would have tried to escape the hold but then came the ear scratches. The disguised Okami just melted in Silver's lap. Tongue lolled out and Tail swinging rapidly in delight while on hind-leg kicked at nothing. It felt as if all his worries just floated out from the scritched ear. He was almost disappointed when he was set back down. "How embarassing..." he thought to himself as he reacquainted himself with the floor. While he was there he decided to wander over to some nearby shelves to look over a few of the titles...
  15. Perhaps saying it was fine for the rest of the family to head out for a while wasn't the best idea. Just as he'd finished waving goodbye to Niju and the pups he'd felt a sort of scratchiness in his throat. He'd paid it no mind and slept in for the most part since he hadn't sensed anyone fast approaching the mountain lately. When he finally woke he immediately wished he'd stayed asleep. His head felt foggy, his muscles ached, and he could barely smell a thing. It'd been at least thirty years since he'd come down with a cold... of course it would manifest when his family had taken off. Lucky for Taira (and the house he lived in now) He had a plan for this sort of occasion. First: leave the house so he didn't make a mess of things. Second: Secure the Mountain perimeter. Third: Get food. Fourth: Get rest. That First step was easy enough. Taira calmly strode out of his home, taking a moment to wince at his reflection in the mirror before finally vacating the premises. He breath deep of the morning air as deeply as he could before he fell into a fit of coughing. He let out a deep sigh as he finally steadied his breath enough that he could sort through what his nose caught on the wind. Immediately his eyes widened and his jaw dropped. He definitely slept too long. Someone was inside the barrier... somewhere at the southern entrance to the valley at the top. A foreigner by the smell of them. He must have forgotten to leave that sign up to warn visitors against entering the mist. This wasn't the best start to his process: already failing at step two. With a weary sigh he moved on along to the other end of the valley towards the clearing where Night Breeze was staying. At least she wasn't moving, with how he felt he wasn't sure he'd be able to keep track of her in the normal way. He took a deep breath through his mouth and tried to pull up his Disguise. Even in this cramped Pony form he felt exhausted. Just as he came around the Corner and entered the clearing he looked like the stocky kirin he usually pretended to be, although he looked tired and slightly red nosed. "Good Morning, Stranger!" He called out in a semi congested tone, "You must be quite the climber to get this far up the mountain! What's your name?"
  16. "Hmmm It's good to know those weren't just tall tales..." Basira finished up her notes, "Today, there are no pharaohs. Instead we have Sultans..." The horse stepped towards Nilaavin, "I am Sultana Basira El-amin. I care for this land and have stood among the greatest most honed minds of Saddle Arabia. This dig was a joint effort between my country and your master's own. Until you depart for Equestria, you and and your master are under my care." The Horse closed up her book and set it down on the nearby table, "To thank you for the valuable information you have provided, me and my people will do our best to pay you back in whatever way is fit and Rational. Welcome to the Modern day!" WIth a pleasant smile she turned toward Bluebelle, "I'm sure the princesses will let you keep him... so long as you are sure to care for him properly." She didn't say it aloud but Basira couldn't help but hope that the sphinx could shrink himself down. As wealthy as Blueblood was, Basira couldn't help but think caring for a pool sized litter-box may be costly even for her.
  17. I think Its just that most of us Have been Busy dealing with the holiday season. There is still activity on the site it just tends to get slower around certain times of the year at least from what I've seen.
  18. Hexxer was fairly used to the occasional breakdown of ponies who received bad news. Her existence was in part devoted to giving bad news to such ponies... usually they were dead, so seeing a full grown stallion having and outburst and being left in tears by the gravity of his situation in this context was a tad shocking even to her. "Hey, I know that this is a lot to take in." She calmly approached the pegasus, "... I'd advise you to take some time in the academy. I'm sure that the Sentinel and the Knight... -uh. That's our universes' Celestia and Luna- will be happy to meet you and fill you in." Once Bravo manage to calm himself (and his belly) he would see an outstretched hoof to help him back up, "Tough guy like you can weather any world without showin' his belly, right?" She asked with an encouraging smile ... on her still orbiting head. She looked back to Shifter and Machina, "After our friend get's accustomed and we get out business sorted out. How about we take him on a tour of the grounds?"
  19. From the album: The Character Corner (Color!)

    For a little over forty years, the city of Polohama has seen a great deal of prosperity. The Hiretsuna clan's current boss having proven a strangley stabilizing force for the community of the city and some of suburbs around it. Toboe is known as the adoptive daughter of the previous clan leader and several years ago took charge of the clan with his blessing. Since taking the reins of the organization, she has run many initiatives to improve the quality of life for many of Polohama's citizens. Those in her family operate openly and maintain friendly relations with the public. Rumor has it she has put the mysterious yokai that roams Polohama under her employ... although such speculation is obviously silly.
  20. From the album: The Character Corner (Color!)

    In the magitech hotbed that is the city of Polohame. There have been occasional sightings of a mysterious yokai popping up across the city. Strangely enough these reports tend to fade into obscurity as quickly as they come and rarely make it out of the city. Sightings describe an Okami with a long mane and tail that gives off wisps of light and plasma not unlike the neon signs scattered across the districts. While it may have a habit of occasionally scaring the ponies who may have come across it... None of them have ever been injured. If somepony comes across this creature it would be wise not to try and take any pictures. Or else they may find them stalked by Polohama's Neon Demon. (Seriously, though. I think I FINALLY settled on a look for Toboe that I can stick with. Working on a new Pony form too."
  21. If Hexxer had her hooves free she would have clapped at the broken parasol. Those were hard to break even for some of the strongest in the school. With an impressive degree of speed the head zipped away from the invader's grasp to orbit her body with a proud grin, "So close! Care to try again? I've got an eternity to play with you so don't rush on my account." The head seemed to exhale wisps of pitch black smoke from her mouth, the stuff soon assuming the shape of a parasol again that flopped into her body's hoof. "I might actually have to start taking you seriously soon, Lass!" The sun was starting to go down, shadows were getting longer and as a result so was Hexxer's range. When Nighttime fell she'd have an even greater advantage. For now though she insteadl stretched her shadow out beneath her, making several spiky tendrils erupt from the ground beneath Lightning and soon they hooked down to pin her into place. Seemed that the 'hero' wasn't aiming to end the mare's life but for now just restrain her. "If you're some sort of heartless machine, you've gotta have a power source and a bunch of movin' parts, right?" Another smirk came to her muzzle, "Let's see how much of a beatin' hard steel can take!" If she could make a crack in this mare's armor she could end this fight sooner than she thought... or at least make it much easier.
  22. This place was absolutely huge! Not as big as the mountain range back home, but still impressively spacious. If not for his occasional visits to the place when Applejack was stopping by to see Princess Twilight, Taira would have likely gotten eight types of lost in here. A place so full of powerful magic made the yokai's nose itch but if all these books didn't have the spell he was looking for he'd have to start looking in the archive in Canterlot, or try and dig up that ancient library city said to be buried somewhere in the Saddle Arabian Desert. Just the thought of all that sand in his fur made him shudder on the spot. If he could find this spell than this trip to Equestria would have been even more wonderful than it had already been! Even more smile inducing than that exciting race a while ago. While he'd ended up exposing his true self to almost half the town, he was glad to see most take his real appearance in good humor. Still, he figured he couldn't just start prowling the streets at night as an alicorn sized magical wolf with glowing eyes. There were far too many elderly ponies in this town and the last thing he wanted to do was scare somepony into an early passing. To take care of this problem he cooked up a smaller (though not by much), less ethereal form to wander the streets in: that of a normal wolf-dog. Given that wolves were apparently a rare sight in this part of the world, Taira soon realized that most just mistook him for an over-sized dog with a few scars on his chest and one across his muzzle. He made sure to keep any talking to a minimum like this though. It would still be a bit of a shock to meet a talking dog that... didn't have thumbs and mined underground. As the large canine wandered the halls he felt his nose twitch as he caught the scent of something nice. Was that chocolate? With a toothy grin, Taira followed his nose until he came skidding to a halt in front of the door that Fire Walker just entered through. The visitor left staring somewhat awkwardly with the trio present, to break it he just gave his best bark and tried to look as harmless as possible. Seeing at this group seemed well armed and armored he could only assume they were the Night watch.
  23. Feeling responsible for the fate of one's parents was hardly exclusive to foals. The notion hit close to home for Taira, although he'd not thought about those feelings in almost a millennia. For a second, Taira was taken back to the night of the great battle with the demon bear on top of the mountains with his pack. His father was the leader back then and he didn't make it through to the end. The night's end saw to it Taira inherited the mantle of his father along with the responsibilities of leading the pack... even though he still thought Ranu would have been a much better candidate than himself. "You... might be surprised how well I can relate to inheriting responsibilites and loss." He gave the stallion a consolatory nuzzle, "I had to take up my father's business after he passed... and not long ago I lost a daughter before I could even get to here her say her first word." There was a sort of resigned sadness in his tone. Here he'd thought his travels might give him some distance from his worries. Seems not.
  24. Taira gave pause at the prince's response. The older stallion sniffing at his hoof for a moment to see if he smelled at all moldy. Thankfully, the only hoary parts of him were that of his mane and tail. "Hmm... perhaps." He said as he cantered alongside his friend, "... although I'm not sure if it's quite the same as the disputes ponies had with each other. Stories say that the pups of wolf yokai snatched away so they could be raised to be used for their fine pelts. I can only assume it's a unique kind of infuriating if a yokai saw their own brother being worn as a hat or a coat." One deep breath later, Taira managed to calm his heart over those turbulent days. His attention again turned to Blueblood as the pony spoke of his past dreams. He spoke of the sailor's life, dashing adventure and celebrations. It was all a very appealing life even to Taira, if he wasn't so bound to the land he would have loved to see the seas. Once Blueblood stopped talking he'd feel a gentle bump to his head, "Now, Why would you go and do a fool thing like that?" He scoffed and took a deep breath, exhaling a small amount of mist that formed the image of a vessel sailing on a sea of clouds. "You're a prince, aren't you? Whose to stop you from buying a boat right now, stocking it with your closest friends ... and maybe one or two savvy sailors and going on to the horizon? You can still do all those things now, can't you? You've already got the dashing part down." He shot the prince a wink, "Piracy might be a bit extreme to try, but running your own ship on the high seas, seeing new places and having parties on return, I think you can do all that right now... even if it's not exactly how you dreamed when you were a colt."
  25. Hearing about precocious students caught the stallion's ear. While advanced magic was fascinating, youngsters often seemed to come up with the darndest spells. He'd made up his own mist magic when he was a youngster. How great it would be to see those days again. Upon hearing the name Starswirl, his pace halted only for a moment. That name sounded so familiar... well surely he'd realize where that name was from in time. Taira scrunched his nose slightly as they approached the school. That scent of magic hung heavy in the air as the pair approached. In response, Taira steadied his breathing to make sure he wasn't too bothered by the intense magical scent. Keeping his mind off his nose would require some distraction. Blueblood's question couldn't have come at a better time, "Hmm... Well, Now and then some very very old yokai pop up from time to time. Or some very ancient kaiju come to stomp around on the landscape." As the pair strolled along, Taira would scrub his hoof to his muzzle again and heave a sigh, "Seems some Older Yokai have been popping up here and there lately." He could only imagine Heiwana's ears burning back home in Neighpon. With a smile he cantered back up to the noblepony's side, "Some of the Yokai have some issues with the Neighponese over past actions committed against them and that seemed to be what brings some out of hiding." Magnificent scupltures in the courtyard were certainly something to admire later, but Blueblood's melancholy tone wound up grabbing Taira's attention. "Ambitions?" He asked as he gently pat the stallion's shoulder, "... if it's not uncomfortable would you like to share them? I had some strange desires when I was younger too... so I doubt they're anything you should be ashamed of, Friend."
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