KnightoftheSun

Morgan would decide to try and no to do something completely dangerous this time....instead,he would pull out what appeared to be a small wooden trinket. He would hold and fidget with it while somehow holding his legs firmly on the boat as to not fall (don't skip leg day)....it looked like one of those small trinkets that's someponies have in a pair...this one seemed to be a sort of reddish orange color...it had part of a word:"ings". Morgan would start to quietly sing a small dirge as they would go through the dark sea...it sounded like a folk song of sorts. The weirdest thing was the fact that even with his rough accent,he managed to sing it smoothly.

Sing me a song of a lass that is gone
Say, could that lass be I?
Merry of soul she sailed on a day
Over the sea to Skye

Mull was astem, Rum on the port
Eigg on the starboard bow:
Glory of youth glowed in her soul:
Where is that glory now?

Sing me a song of the lass that is gone
Say, could that lass be I?
Merry of soul she sailed on a day
Over the sea to Skye.

Give me again all that was there
Give me the sun that shone
Give me the eyes, give me the soul
Give me the lass that's gone.

Sing me a song of the lass that is gone
Say, could that lass be I?
Merry of soul she sailed on a day
Over the sea to Skye.

Billow and breeze, islands and seas
Mountains of rain and sun
All that was good, all that was fair
All that was me is gone.
Sing me a song of the lass that is gone
Say, could that lass be I?
Merry of soul she sailed on a day
Over the sea to Skye.

Morgan sort of stays silent for a couple of seconds as she talks,standing very still before letting out a burst of laughter that would make even rainbow dash blush...he was just threatened and told to stop and he's laughing here and now?! "HOHOHAHAHAHA OHAHAHOHO haha...aheehee..." he calms down and sits "Ah-ahm sorry ah just...sometimes ah act before ah think" he still giggles a bit..

he may need some sass. He definitely seemed the type that would put matches and explosives in close proximity...if he was that stupid. Maybe that was why he had no tail,perhaps? Who knows with earth ponies like him. Morgan was definitely one to court with danger...and not being very serious sometimes helped with nervousness.

Morgan would nod,standing back up as he decided to pass the time another way. Might as well look at that laserlance he had recently acquired...he would activate his laserlance and would look puzzled "Now now now,this wee green blade wilna do fer a warrior...this color doesn't agree with meh....let's change that" he would proceed to hold his hoof over the light,seeming to manipulate it and turn the short and thin green blade into brighter yellow color,elongating the blade an making it much more of a thick blade like projection rather than a beam saber like projection. The light felt slightly warm even from the good few feet away from it that orchid was. "Aye now that's a lot better...ahm gonna call dis wee thing a sun saber" he chuckles a bit,examining the blade before turning it off...looks like he was already making adjustments to his palate "So orchid,ahve got a wee question:Ahve ye ever talked to rad yerself....an I feel ye did,wot was she like?"

Morgan would chuckle a bit,seeming to like that she was a caring little pony "Ah'll be alright,lassy. Ah think ah can stand eating a ration fer a snack" he pats orchid with a hoof before looking on towards the castle...he had wondered what he'd see there....and what dangers there were to behold. He would sit down in the boat and decided to take a quick nap...though he was easy to awaken if they were to reach land.

Morgan would nod,checking his breath and fixing up his mane a bit before he would then say “Aye,ah’ll show her some respect...maybe more so now that ah know what sort of hardships she’s had te go through. From wot ah can tell,she’s worthy of that at least” he’d take out some rations he had in his pack (a cheap oatcake or two) and would eat one so as to soothe his hunger. A big silly pony like him needed food “Ye need a wee bite?....this stuff may not be no gourmet meal but it gits the job done”

“Nah nah,lets git this over with...though ah do wonder wot it’s gonna be like fer the princ-Ah mean queen in this place of tech gone far....” he’d stop talking before he begins again. “So,anything Ah need te expect from the place:do Ah need to make any bows in respect or do ah just continue on up an talk te her like ah would with any pony....ah may be a bit on the fergetful side but ah can definitely remember her fabled “royal voice”. He remembered one time as a young guard that he had made a big mistake...he voice made his ears ring for a week. Orchid would be able to notice he was without a tail...though with ponies of battle,limbs were likely to be missing.

Morgan sort of nods in understanding of orchids situation...though not really being able to fully grasp her situation during that time,he knew what it was like to hold a dark secret. He would sort of stop smiling when he heard the term warlock....it was as if the very word sent a shudder down his spine. He would shrug it off and say “Well that all makes some bloody sense...ah can take a gander an say that Luna is still tryin te make up fer some of her mistakes.” He gives orchid a pat before looking towards where they were going,trying to see if he could spot any structures up ahead “Orchid, will we Ahve to go a ways or will we just pull up to Luna’s wee hovel an talk?”

“Hey easy on the little lass,Matilda.”He would sort of look to Matilda with a “really bro?” Sort of look. He’d proceed to look at his large sword to sharpen it,passing the time as he would talk to orchid “So,whots yer big connection with the queen other than servin her?” He would say,sharpening the sword with a whetstone as he would talk.

“Hold it hold it,time out....first of all,wot ah bloody meant was the current political climate not some bloody essay...ah need a small synopsis of the nightmare wars, ye call it....though during our little travels,Ah want ye to search up anything on rainbow dashes sister rad on her involvement with any so called projects...though ah would rather ye not say them out loud an just send me the bloody findings please...we’ve got plenty oh time as it seems”

“Aye...thanks...”Morgan would say as he would put the amulet around his neck,looking out from the boat towards where their destination might be. “Matilda,could ye be a darling an patch me up some info on the locale ere?” He would say out loud,taking out his phone as he would let the ai come out. He needed some info on the history as well as currently political climate for the area...he was going to need it for any talking he was going to do.

Morgan started to nod...but would seem to react almost fearfully to the black substance,as if he were in incredible fear of it....he started to back away from the edge as his heart beat increased. People would notice that he would instinctively have his hoof glow with a ball of light,as if to calm himself down....the sick feeling in his stomach only made things worse as he seemed to react violently,curling up a bit as he would not expect such foul magic here...he had not felt anything like this in a long time...and it wasn’t making him react fearfully...it took a few seconds for him to stop (shorter if his companions helped calm him down) but he would speak saying “I....I’m sorry Ah didn’t mean to get so nervous Ah....the darkness scared me”

Morgan looked a bit concerned about her thinness...though wouldn’t speak much of it specifically. He would however speak “Ye Alright lassy...ye look like ye could gain altitude just fer bein in the wind fer a few seconds” He’d look to her as if he was concerned for her...she would be able to notice the cutie mark on him,that being the signature sword wreathed in lightning. He was definitely a warrior....though why dash would employ a warrior to help her remained much a mystery. “Sorry fer touchin ye like that...if ye don’t like being touched ah ken if ye don’t....”

“Aye,family can be a strange thing. As fer suspicion and the like,Ahm used to it” Morgan would say,giving a salute before following orchid to the craft,his metal armor clanking as if it were still his plate mail. He sort of admired orchid for being willing to serve her queen and country,even at the cost of her own life...something he would do himself. “So orchid....did ye really have explosives to blow me to kingdom come?” Hed say jokingly before patting orchid,his tall frame looking to her calmly like one would look to a friend. “Yer a good lil’ lass”

Morgan would speak "Lassy...yer gonna ahve te trust me on this:Bein armed is somethin ah need to be given that these are dangerous times...I'm on a sort of...errand fer dash. Ah cannot say fer Ye that Ye should trust me but this is important...lives may be at stake if we delay like this...the life of someone supposedly dead...an whoever else may be involved" Morgan would say as he starts to approach "Now ye could try an kill me fer yer queen an country,ah won't hold it against Ye....but doin so may be the worst mistake in yer life. Now go on an choose..." Morgan would say,sitting in front of orchid,his yellow fur cloak seeming medievalist compared to the rest of his armor and weaponry (except for the sword). "Ahm ear on uncoverin this mystery that is dashes sister"

“Now old on a minute now,we just bloody met...no need fer ye to be all hostile all of a bloody sudden. Now could we at least talk before ye raise yer blaster because ye’d be bold to assume ah fear death...now wots this about a betrayal then, ahve no clue why that gave ye the impression” he would hold his hooves up...however he would make sure that he’d keep that call lightning power memorized...it’d be quite a shock for the Pegasus to see a lightning bolt strike. “First off,why don’t we talk...mah name is Morgan Greymane,wots yer name?” Hed seem to act pretty calm in a situation like this...it’s like Deja by or clockwork to be in situations like this “Id hate te not know the name of the mare who bloody killed me,Aye?”

Morgan seemed confused by the flame but wouldn’t get the chance as he was tested out of the blimp,letting out a roar as he would fall....he thennproceeds to look at his backpacks,looking to the one with tape on it,and proceeds to pull the cord “Luck o the green,don’t fail me now!” As he would pull the chute,ready to float down. He seemed to get his teeth when he saw the height,it reminding him of stranger times

“One bloody moment” Morgan would take out what appeared to be a small bit of tape he had acquired and would place I on the parachute, seeming to take precautions as he said “Honestly I cannae really trust meself when it comes to this sort of thing” he says with a nervous chuckle...hopefully goat lady wouldn’t hear him. He would now be equipped with a spare heavy armor he had acquired from the armory to serve as his armor before his own was being built in,as well as carrying the gear he had ordered for the trip. He would still have the large sword on his back...only it looked out of place in his otherwise futuristic weaponry “So lads an lasses....how do Ah bloody look?”

Morgan chuckles a bit,patting zebas on the back “It’s alright little lad...although sooner or later,we will have to have that wee fight..Ahm dyin fer a proper spar that doesn’t involve me smitin evil or the like” he chuckles,heading with the butler to go train and get used to his new equipment

“Righty then,it’ll be some good trainin...would Ye be able to let me know when me specialized armor is ready?” He would step with a trot,seeming to get a bit excited about this most recent adventure. He most definitely seemed to enjoy the odd bit of danger. “Ah’d appreciate if Ah could actually train with ye,laddy....no robots gonna take the place of a true sparring match. Besides,Ah could use a little practice meself with me strength”

"Nah ah ain't no slaves trader,lassy...now let's see how the equipment is comin so we can see if we can git some spare armor that way we can still be protected while we go out 'killin things' as the tiny goat put it" He would look to zebas as he says "It would be bloody alright if ah can take a look at the gear have got now,eh?"  He would be prepped to adapt to this new land in terms of weaponry...and he wasn't gonna do it with plate mail armor on him. He was gonna need to put the heavy stuff on. "So Matilda,how about ye come along or are ye more in the mood fer bein a silly goat"

Morgan would give a wee chuckle as he heard the goat basically insulted him "Aye,ah got this whole fightin thing down....an yer probably right to some extent,Matilda" he gives a chuckle as he would then ask zebas "How long will it take fer us te reach the border of the island? I might fit meself a wee bit o trainin in with these new weapons that ahve purchased,courtesy of dash" He would place the phone in a pouchlike pocket so he would keep his hooves free. He would look to the goat and BLEP a bit,seeming to adore the sassy little goat. Reminded him of his sister back home, Helga Thunderhoof...a sassy pony who could put quite a few noise to shame with her strength...though she was surprisingly intelligent and managed the land back home. "An ah think the better way to refer to me head is ale fer brains" this was gonna be a long quest indeed.

Morgan would look through the colors,speaking to zebas now as he would say "Ah don't know...it sounds fine to me. Besides,a sweet voice can be a good exchange fer some of the more grub and tumble types ye sometimes come across in the profession" he gives a chuckle before deciding to go with a sort of low yellow color,like looking at orange juice or molten gold. It looked like it would fit with his own sort of 'unique traits' as he would select the color for the host,giving it that dark yellowish look. "Righty then,little wizard....wots bloody next on the next fer this wee setup?" He would say as he would sit down,looking at the ai while keeping a close eye on it. From the way zebas described it,these research types were quite the cheeky bastards when it came down to it...so he steeled himself for what was next.

Morgan nods as he understood the power that dark magic had...even a soul like his could be corrupted by the enticing of the dark,especially given he was not from here. He would be a bit miffed that his armor would take a bit to prep but he would understand...it would probably take about a week at most to get to Luna's land. There was no question he needed to make sure his armor was combat ready for his techniques to use. Morgan chuckles a bit when he hears the honeyed voice,seeming to calm a bit as he would take a look at the goat "Matilda...yer name'll be Matilda,lassy" he would say to the ai,seeming to choose the name from less a pun and more a name that he associated with goats. 

Morgan would nod,looking to zebas as he would take out the phone...placing the chip in the expansion port as he braced to see what he got. He seemed to talk now while speaking to zebas,staying out of sight of dash."Is me armor an weaponry ready as well?" He would seem to ask in a sort of concerned manner...it was as if he had recognized the fact that this debauchery on the ship had to be maintained somehow by somone who knew everything inside and out...he did understand a bit of why though:she was a flashy pony who had just been through one of the worst types of rulers that the land could ever have:a tyrant. As he would then ask "Ye doin alright,laddy?" He may seem like a hardass sometimes who seemed oblivious at times...but he wasn't oblivious to this. He sort of cared for zebas,as the butler sort of introduced him to the world as well as being a likeable figure. 

“Righty then...as soon as Ah git me armor an me ai...how about ye drop me off at that island Luna is bloody at...perhaps she may know something...but who bloody knows with princesses,Aye?” He would raise his ale glass and would shout “to our duties,our valor, and to our oathes....long may the sun be at our backs and good fortune ahead of us!” He would toast,wanting to make a toast with rainbow