IceStorm

If the mane 6 appeared in my house, I would first bug huggles all over them. Then once hugs and introductions were out of the way find out how they got here. then for each individual, Twilight: What was it like to spend so much time with Luna on Nightmare Night after she got used to everypony? Pinkie Pie: Can you help me plan your welcoming party? Rarity: There are a couple questions I would ask her, but I'll stick with the most friendly one. Can you help me find something that the seams don't eat through my skin and is actually comfortable to wear? Rainbow Dash: Wanna race? Apple Jack: How much would it be for a bushel of those amazing apples you have? and finally Fluttershy: Can you teach me to communicate with animals like you can?

Ice Storm was happy to hear that the other pegasi decided that he would also attend the party. It would have been down right rude of her to go off somewhere else and completely forget the one that had been so nice to her already. She was excited though, Throughout the entire time she was in Canterlot she was only invited to a couple parties, and most of the time they ended in her getting into an argument with the high class, and leaving. When the three described what the party was going to be like, she was only more excited. It sounded like so much fun! And then the fireworks later in the evening made her smile even bigger. She hoped that there would be many other ponies there so that she would have a chance to make more friends. "This party sounds like it would be a blast. I wouldn't miss it for the world. What time will it be held? I don't have anything decent to wear to I'll have to do some shopping first. With as many ponies there as you say, I want to make sure to make a good impression." she commented. It was almost impossible to get the smile off of her face at the moment. Everything here in ponyville just felt so... right

Ice Storm finished up her her sandwich, and water and looked to the three ponies. The fact that they had mentioned that she would be on popular pony in Ponyville, especially among foals, because of her frozen treats. It made her loathe the Canterlot ponies even more. She knew that everyone loved Frozen goodies, but everyone in Canterlot was too stuck up to buy anything because it was, "carnival food" for them. she could already tell that she was going to be very very happy here. When they said that the other pegasus could come, she smiled one of the biggest smiles she could. They said that it was party after all. Ice Storm nodded, "Sorry, I'm used to the parties in Canterlot, most of them were invite only, and I think I one got invited once. Though from the sounds of them they would have been quite dull anyway. I hold no respect for the ponies of Canterlot minus the Princesses and The Royal Guard. I've never met any of them, but from what I have heard about them though, they are much nicer than their subjects around them. Which is why I came to Ponyville, to get away from all the rudeness, and their so called, 'sophistication'. If being Sophisticated means I have to have a cold heart and treat every pony like dirt under a hoof, then I want no part in it." She said proud of herself for making it here. "So this party, will there be others there? Even though I said I'm used to Canterlot parties, as in invite only, I never actually got to go to one, so I'm not one hundred percent sure how parts work. She said making an innocently confused, and embarrassed face.

"Oh, I would love to come!" She said looking back to the other Pegasus. She felt bad because he was so nice to her, and he's just sat there. She at the very least didn't want him to think of her some kind of snob herself for completely ignoring him for somepony else. Especially since he was nice enough to pay for her lunch for her. "Though would he be able to come to? He was nice enough to pay for my lunch, and I don't want him to feel left out either," she explained.

"Well," Ice storm started when Golden Heart asked what she did for a living. She had a very small amount of snow cone flavoring left in her saddle bag, so she figured why not show them? She pulled out the flavoring, and one of the paper cones from her saddle bag, and asked the waitress for another glace of water. When she returned, Ice Storm used her unicorn magic to make the water into a powdery snow and pulled it out of the glass, and applied what last bit of raspberry flavoring that she had and offered to one of the other ponies. "I make frozen treats. Snow cones, popsicles, milk shakes, anything frozen I can make, I just have to have all the flavorings for them. I would love to be able to make one for all of you, but I only had enough flavoring left for one. I'm hoping here is a place in town that I can buy more," She told them, "Then I can make enough for everypony. Then the only thing I'll have to do is find a place to stay and find a place to set up shop. That shouldn't be that hard. The first few night's I'm actually planning on staying in the park. The weather looks as if it's going to be decent, and I love being outside at night, so it's the perfect place for me."

Ice Storm smiled when the other ponies decided to come over to the table that she was sitting at with the other pegasi. She was already happy that so many ponies here were so forward. Ponies in Canterlot avoided her when she first went there. She already felt more like at home here in the few short minutes she's been here than she had the entire time she was in Canterlot. The three ponies introduced themselves. The grey pegasus introduced himself as Golden Heart, the red earth pony introduced herself as Gerty Greetings, and the umber pegasi was Pixel Parcel. Ice Storm smiled right back, and then Pixel said that because she was new to ponyville, they wanted to include her in the celebration of her parents wedding anniversary. Ice Storm's mouth almost dropped in shock at how nice they were. She definitely wasn't used to it, and the fact that they had just asked her to join something so special just because she was new. This was the best decision I've ever made! I'm never leaving Ponyville! she thought to herself before continuing. "Hello, I would be honored to join you for such a special occasion. Back in Canterlot, the last time I was asked to join something was.... well I can't even remember it's been so long. My name is Ice Storm, and I'm hoping to become a permanent resident here," she replied smiling. This was the happiest that she had been in her life. She hadn't even been in Ponyville for an hour and she already had more friends here than she did the entire time she lived in Canterlot.

It didn't take long for the waitress to come back out with the food. Wow, they are fast here too! she thought to herself as she started to reach into her saddle bag for the bits. She heard him say that he didn't know many of the residents of ponyville so he thought she was talking to someone else. "Oh, you don't live here in Ponyville?" she asked till searching for where she had placed her bits. After a bit more rumaging, she managed to foind them, but when she looked up to pay though, she saw the other pegasus was paying her a large amount of bits and the waitress returned to her duties. Ice Storm was puzzled. The Pegasus continued saying that he understood where she was coming from with the ponies of Canterlot. Saying that some of the ponies there were nice, but most of them weren't. "That isn't a joke. I think I was one of the only ponies there that knew what the definition of nice even was. They are nothing but a bunch of Spoiled rich snobs. They think that just because they live in the same city as the princesses, that they are better than everypony else," she finished. He then explained the reason for the additional payment, and it amazed Ice. This pegasus didn't even know her, and she still didn't even know his name but he was buying her lunch for her. "Why thank you. I can't say that I was expecting that. I'm not used to ponies being this nice," she said using her unicorn magic to lift her sandwich and take a bite. Surprisingly, the sandwich was much better than anything that she had in Canterlot. "I think the chefs in Canterlot need to come here and take lessons. They need to learn that just because it's 'fancy' doesn't mean it's 'tasty'," she told him watching as three other ponies where heading in their direction. Two of them were pegasi and the other was an earth pony. Ice couldn't help but wonder if they were residents of Ponyville, and wondered if they would come over to talk. Whatever they were talking about though, it looked like they were enjoying the conversation. Ice wasn't going to get nosy though. The last thing she wanted in a new town was a reputation for being a pony that constantly stuck her nose where it didn't belong. She figured if they wanted to talk, they would come in their direction. Not to mention she couldn't just go and talk with them after how nice this pegasi had been.

When the pegasus didn't answer at first Ice Storm thought he was going to completely ignore her. Thankfully though before she had a chance to get grumpy at the situation he looked up to her and started walking over to her. He told her that he wasn't sure if she was talking to him or not and apologized. He was definitely polite, and that made Ice happy. It let her know that there were stll ponies in the world that hold manners over origins. The waitress returned with her water and asked if she had figured out what she wanted. Ice nodded, "I'll just take a daffadill and daise sandwich. Something simple." The waitress smiled and went back into the cafe. She then turned to the Pegasus that had just joined her. He gave her a welcome and then asked for her name. "Name is Ice Storm. I just moved here from canterlot. Well, moving. I don't have anything here yet, but it's better than being back in Canterlot that's for sure. If I ever go back, it won't be for a while yet," she said her smile instantly turning to a deep sigh of disgust at the thought of canterlot. "They think they are so high and mighty up there." She stated to make it obvious her disappointment was not drected at him.

Ice Storm is best pony because Ice Storm is my pony.

My OMG moment is well, okay I have a lot of them and most of them are really dumb. But my latest one was Kind of odd, but funny to me at the same time. Also it's actually not one of my dumber ones. But I was Playing F1-2011 on my 360 (A Formula One Racing Game) And I've always grown up playing racing games with out any driving assists on mainly because I feel like driving with assists on is kind of like cheating. So I'm playing the game and I'm struggling in a couple corners of a couple different tracks. (Turns 1, 3, 9, and 15 in Melbourne, and the Hairpin in Monreal). The funny part is, is I decided what the heck, I'll turn the auto breaking on so I can get an approxamite feel for where I was struggling, and my lap times were faster without the braking assists than they were with them. but almost 5 full seconds. Yes, I know, Lame OMG moment, but still funny to me.

Ice Storm glanced around Ponyville. Her stomach making all kinds of wierd sounds was notthe way to make a good first impression on anypony here, and her eyes were searching for anythign that looked like it could be a diner. Since she knew that she wasn't going to be getting an inn any time soon, and at the very least the weather looked nice. She coudl see a well kept park in the distance, seemed like a perfect place to spent an evening. That is, as long as the weather during the day holds for the rest of the night as well. Glanceing around a bit more she found a sign that said cafe. "Oh, perfect! Just what I was looking for! Hopefully they aren't expensive!" she said to herself, trotting over to one of the tables that were sitting outside. There was a menu sitting on one of the tables, and she decided to see what they had. Everything was reasonably prices, but it still looked like she would only be able to afford one item. Everything sounded so good though. The daffadil and daisy sandwhich, the hay fries, and the other assortments of items sounded amazing. Ice Storm lowered the menu for a moment to think, and Right there at the table across from her was a light brown pegasus. Oh yay one of the residents of Ponyville. I wonder if they are as nice as my friend said, she thought to herself watching him. Then again... what if they aren't and I came here for nothing... she finished in her head as the waitress came over to her and asked if she was ready to order. "Not yet I'm still deciding. I would like a water while decide though please," she asked and the waitress nodded. Ice storm decided that she would take initiative. After all, she was the new pony here, how was she going to make friends if she didn't open herself up. She politely waved a hoof at the other pegasus, "Hey! I have an extra seat over here if you'd like to join! It's to nice a day outside to be eating alone!" she said with a smile. She wanted to seem as friendly as possible and make a good impression. That wa at the very least if Ponyville turns out to be another bust, then she could at least said that she tried.

Ice Storm didn't know what she was going to find when she got to Ponyville. From everything that she had heard of the place, it sounded just like the place that she was looking for. A place that was small, and filled with enough ponies that were humble and nice that made everyone want to stay and never leave. The more she thought about it though, the more that she thought the concept was too good to be true. As much as I would like to believe there is a place where everypony is nice, and doesn't care where you were born, the only thing I've ever seen is the very opposite, Ice Storm thought to herself. The train ride itself to get to Ponyville was rather boring, and the longest two hours of her life. The car she was in was completely empty except for her, and she wasn't sure if she should be happy about the fact that there were no ponies in the room to be rude to her or degrade her as the Canterlot ponies had, or if she should be worried about the fact that no one else wanted to go to Ponyville. After a bit of thinking though, she realized that most of the ponies in Canterlot wouldn't want to go to Ponyville anyway considering their self-centered snobbiness. They would probably do nothing but degrade the other ponies there, as they would apparently any pony not from Canterlot. This appalled her greatly, and she was glad that her friend had suggested that she leave. Truth be told, if she did stay in Canterlot any longer, she could have very easily done something that she would have regretted in the long run. She moved over to one of the windows to watch outside as they traveled through the heartland valley, and looked at one of the maps of Equestria that she had. She didn't realize this before, but she would have had to of come right past this area when she went to Canterlot to begin with. She found herself dumbstruck to the fact of how she didn't notice Ponyville when she came by here the first time. Maybe it was really as small as she had heard. Slowly her hopes for the village grew. Maybe I can finally make some friends that won't be embarrassed by hanging around me, she thought. At the end of the two hour ride, she was a bit achy and irritable. The train was definitely faster than walking here, but the ride itself was not to her liking. She got off the train though without any sort of fuss or complaint and grabbed what few things she had. It was only one Saddle bag at this point, but she hoped that she would soon be able to find something here. She was more worried about the fact that the train ride here had taken up most of her bits for her ticket. "Perhaps coming here with absolutely no money, no work, and no place to stay wasn't such a great idea after all. Maybe I should have come here sooner and looked over everything first," she said to herself making her way out of the train station. What she saw amazed her. Her eyes went wide with amazement as she instantly fell in love with the layout of Ponyville, at least of what she could see. She only hoped now that the ponies here were as nice as she had been told. An audible gurgling came from her stomach, and she checked her saddle bag to see how many bits she had. Ten... well... hopefully that will be enough to get me something small at least. No way I'll be able to afford an inn though until I find work or a place of my own.

My first exposure to the world of anime was sailor moon. I never got around to finishing it, but I still enjoyed it.

Hello Everypony. I've been trying to find someone that could make an avatar for me. I'm looking for someone that would be able to make an Avatar of Ice Storm, using the same type of face that's on the right in my sig, but facing towards the camera and with her left eye (when looking at the picture) in a wink. I tired to do this myself but it turned out horrible. If somebody would be able to help me out, I'd appreciate it.

Fixed, I didn't realise I had left the part with the Cakes in there. This was a character I brought from another site, and I though I had all the cast characters out of there that she had actually interacted with. I did notice that when I brought her over one of the paragraphs didn't get transfered over, which was a but of a part in her gaining her cutie mark. That has been fixed and expanded upon as well. Also, the only mountain she did try to scale was the Canterlot mountain. Also, thanks for linking me to the map, I didn't even know an actual map existed. This will come in quite handy in the future. Also, she never had any interaction with the princesses, it was just observations of them. I didn't make it clear though, and I saw how easily it could be seen as she did. Hopefully she's fixed up to your liking now! I'm uber excited to play her!!

1.How did you become a brony?(Optinial) My Friends got me into it. I am so happy that they did 2.Are you a Closet Brony?(If so why?) Nope, I'm proud to call myself a Brony 3.Do you have Figurines?If so which ones? All I have are the ones from Mcdonalds. I hate being unemployed 4.Do you like being a Brony? Oh yeah!! 5.Is there a shortage of pony related stuff where you are? YES!!! Almost none of the stores around here carries anything!! it makes me angry 6.How dedicated are you to being a Brony? I can't answer that question, there are little ones around 7.Favorite pony? IF it has to be from the Mane 6, the Rarity and Twilight Flipflop almost every other day, but if not, "points to Avatar and Sig" Luna is best pony 8.Pony stuffs on computer? I have Princess Luna set to the background of both my android phone and my laptop. 9.Your ocs? Ice Storm, I her so much 10.Cats or Lizards? Lizards 11.Family Reaction? Indifferent, then again, I don't get along with my family so, 12.Art? None that I've drawn myself. Ice Storm was made in the pony Generator. 13.Special Talents?It can be anything you're good at. Music, and bowling. Music, I write my own stuff at this point, (Metal and Alternative Metal) Bowling, I'm currently sitting at a 203 average. 14.Get the refrence in the title? Due, it's the Pinkie Pie interigation of spike in Party of One. I remeber the plate full of gems like icing on a cake. 15.Are you on Youtube? ElazarArmythia 16.Favorite music from show? Winter Wrap Up 17.Favorite Brony made music? Haven't heard any other than my own. 18.Have you written a fanfic? Not yet, but in the process of writing one, (it's clean) 19.Fanfics yay or nay? Yay 20.Dogs or Turtles? Dogs 21.Favorite villan or problem? Discord.

Fixed.

Nope, Luna is best Pony

This is my most recent Music Video I've made. It's Toothless from How To Train Your Dragon to the Song Skin from SixxA.M. Enjoy

1.Two ponies that you liked to see in writing? Luna and Rarity. They are my two favorite ponies, and anything involving those two has to be good 2.How many OC's do you have? At the moment, just one. I have ideas for more though 3.Which is your favorite OC? Ice Storm, without a doubt. She's my first OC Pony, and the first one will always had a special spot in my heart. 4.Which Cutie mark do you think you'd have? I'm a musician, so probably something music related 5.If you could be any species of pony which would you pick? Honestly, Alicorn, just because of how they look. I wouldn't even care if I was nothing more than a pegasus with a horn, and couldn't use magic. I just love how Alicorns look 6.Your favorite genre of fanfics? Romantic/Plot based 7.Favorite MLP song writer?(Like wooden toaster jackleapp mic the microphone ect.) Haven't really heard of many of them, so I can't judge :s 8.Favorite song?(Out of anything.) Winter Wrap Up 9.Favorite Colour. The same shade of blue that makes up Ice Storms coat 10.If you had to spend your life with one pony who would you pick? Luna 11.Which pony would you pick if you where stranded on a island?(Magic don't count.) Luna or Rarity. Even if they couldn't use their magic, they are still amazing 12.Favorite Fanfic. I haven't read very many, so I can't really answer this truthfully 13.Favorite MALE (not mail) pony? ThunderWing 14.Wierd hobby? Can't really answer that, what's weird to some is normal to others 15.Least Favorite pony? Diamond Tiara, Jeeze she's annoying 16.Favorite Problem or villan? Discord. Sorry Nightmare Moon, I know you're technically luna and I you, Discord was still a better villan

This is the first of completed16 Chapters for this Novel. All Comments and Critiques are welcome. All Content is under Copyright. All Rights reserved. Chapter 1: The City of Dracondor “Captain! Prepare your men, and ready your sorcerers for battle. These troublesome dragons have defied our will long enough!” Qaltric bellowed. Qaltric was the general of the Menkaranian army. His armor forged from emerald-green dragon scales glistened under the morning dew. The sun was just starting to peek over the horizon adding to the brilliance of the shimmer. His sword swung freely as he paced in front of his men. “Yes sir!” Qaltric then ordered, “I’m going into the city. I want all of your best men, and your strongest sorcerer to accompany me into Dracondor.” “Yes sir,” he replied and left to find the men that Qaltric requested. He returned after only a few minutes with many heavily armored men and a one of his finest sorcerers. Beads of water rolled down the breast plates of their plated armor from the chilled morning air with longswords tucked at their sides. The Sorcerer wore plate armor along with a sorcerer’s robe both blood red in color. “These are my best men. They will serve you well sir.” “All right then. Men, we’re going in,” He confirmed turning to his captain, “if we are not back by dawn surround the city and invade it from all sides. That should help spread out the dragons.” Qaltric along with his men entered Dracondor from the south through the main gate. The gate itself was carved out of a solid wall of marble that he assumed wrapped around the city. When the general and his men entered the city, what they found struck them with awe. The streets were paved with white marble and where outlined in sidewalks paved with rubies and emeralds. Many of the buildings that had been established for what few humans and elves lived in the city had been crafted with gems of various types. Diamonds, topazes sapphires, citrines, and many other natural gems that could be found engraved along its outer wall. The number of dragons that he found residing in the city had also caught him off guard. He had known that this was a dragon-based city, but he was not expecting quite this many to be gathered in one place. From what he could see, nearly ninety percent of the city’s population was dragons. As Qaltric and his guards walked into the city, they took notes on their sizes to use for later should what he was planning backfire. If they had to end up fighting these dragons, it would be valuable information. Not only to know how many they would be fighting, but also how large the majority of them were. The sizes of the dragons ranged greatly. The smallest of the dragon races were the Pseudo Dragons. These dragons more often than not were no larger than a small cat. The Wyrms however, of the larger race of dragons, Qaltric estimated to be about eight to ten times the size of himself. Most of the female dragons in the city were wary of Qaltric and his men. It was nearing the end of the breeding season for them and many of them would be expecting eggs to hatch in the near future. The larger more aggressive of the females had steam blowing from their nostrils in warning not to come near. Qaltric decided to approach one of the less-aggressive dragons that were nearby. From the roundness in its scales, he was able to conclude that it was a female from his teachings. He moved over to her slowly and proclaimed, “I am not sure if you can understand me, but I mean you or your younglings no harm.” A burst of flame landed about a foot away from Qaltric, “How dare you insult my intelligence! We dragons can read, speak, and write fluently in every language in Worloch! I am as insulted by your ignorance, as I am you foul presence here! If you do not intend to harm us, why the hell do you have weapons at you side and what the hell are you doing in our city?” The dragon voiced in a deep, pure tone that was unmistakably female. The voice sounded almost human. The anger in her though, gave her voice a slight rasp. “We are armed for our own protection. We are not foolish enough to enter a dragon city without methods of which to defend ourselves. We do not intend on attacking dragons. That would be suicide. We will, however, fight to survive it we are attacked. The reason that we are here is to speak with your lord about a possible alliance. The reason that I approached you was so that I could ask for directions to the palace, I am sorry for doubting your intelligence as well. I knew that dragons were intelligent creatures. I was unsure though, if you dragons understood our language, or if you all had your own.” The snow-white dragon eyed them with one of her wide white eyes, and said, “Humans, I thought the ones here were bad. Just keep following the main street to the center of the city. You will not be able to miss the palace. And for your information, we do have our own language as well, but it doesn’t mean it’s the only one we speak,” The dragon added in a snickering tone. “Thank you for your help,” Qaltric told her. “Don’t mention it, but I have some advice for you, do what needs to be done, and get out of our city as soon as possible. As you have noticed, we do not take too kindly to outsiders. Especially outsiders who bear weapons upon entering,” She warned them. Qaltric nodded to the female and started to lead the group down the center of the streets of marble. The sidewalks of gems that were next to the streets continued on as far as they could see into the city. After about twenty minutes of walking, the group of men finally made it to the center of the city “That blasted dragon gave us the wrong directions! There is no palace here…” One of the men commented behind Qaltric. “Look again,” Said Qaltric. The men turned their attention to the black mountain in front of them. The longer that the men looked at it, the more they came to realize that the black mountain in front of them was the palace! There gaze was taken to the veins of gold, silver, bronze, diamond, ruby, and emerald that ran up the side of a wall that was made from black marble. In front of them were to sets of stairways. One stairway was built for dragons, which because of their ability fly, looked to be in perfect condition. The smaller stairs on the right, however, were a bit worn from the use of humans. As they got ready to enter the path of stairs, two dragons, both wearing armor, landed in their path. One of the dragons was a very pale blue, while the other dragon was deep red in color. The blue dragon addressed the soldiers asking, “And just where do you people think you’re going?” “We wish to speak with your lord if he is available,” Qaltric replied. “Really, and what makes you think that he cares about what you outsiders have to say?” The red dragon replied with a deep raspy voice. “Are you dragons always this rude to travelers? If so, I am surprised that this place is still here. I would have though war would have destroyed it by now.” “Watch yourself human! May I remind you, that in this city, you people are not on the top of the food-chain!” The red dragon said menacingly. Then he snickered, “Why do you wish to speak with him?” “We are soldiers sent from the Empire of Menkarane. We have been sent here to try to attempt to form a peace. Though the only thing I’ve found here is reason for the opposite,” Qaltric told him. “You are treading some very dangerous ground general,” The blue dragon told them. Then he added, “Enter at your own risk. Your safety is not guaranteed. Our meeting chamber is at the end of the main hallway. Melocnr will be with you in a few minutes. His son Zil’caron will also be present for this meeting as well. He is heir to his throne and will need to hear the information you bring. I suggest you show them more respect than what you have shown us!” The Blue dragon told them. “You have shown us no reason to respect either of you.” Qaltric told them. “The facts that we are dragons, and could kill you and your men with ease, should give you reason enough to respect us.” The blue dragon told them. “But no matter, you will respect our lord and his son. Failure to do so will result in the deaths of you and your followers!” he added as they flew off to inform Melocnr of his guests. Qaltric and his men continued towards the Palace doors, climbing the endless path of stairs. The main doors were, like the rest of the palace were carved out of black marble with a portrait of an exhilarating gold dragon embedded into it. While they were waiting for the doors to open, Qaltric just stared at the beauty of the city. He had been too many cities like this, but nothing could compare to the layout of this city. He turned when one of his men tapped him on the shoulder signaling the doors had opened. Qaltric’s breath was taken from him when he and his men entered the palace. The marble made an elegant transition from black to white. All along the hallway and ceiling were portraits of dragons varying in sizes. All of them were rich and vibrant in color. The men then exited the hallway. The found themselves walking into an open chamber. Qaltric stared at the ceiling above them. They could not tell how tall it was, nor how it could support itself. They were able to make out some sort of portrait that was fired into it. It consisted of an exhilarating blue dragon in a graceful flight. It was not long until an enormous gold dragon, and a significantly smaller black dragon greeted them. The black dragon caught the group’s attention first. This was partially due to its lack of size. He was barely twice as tall as Qaltric, but the vibrant colors of the dragon that left them in awe. The dragon was primarily black, and was very glossy. A thin band of gold outlined every one of his scales, and the veins in his wings. This also included the one on the tail edge of the wing. Qaltric eyed the gold colored spikes that ran down the dragon’s back. They started out small at both the tip of his tail and the back of his head. They grew in length from both sides reaching their longest in the middle of his back. The most stunning feature of this dragon was his eyes. In most dragons, the eye color usually matched the primary color of the dragon’s scales. However, for this dragon, his eyes took the golden color of his spikes. The gold dragon was just as impressive. The sheer size of the dragon was enough to intimidate even the best or warriors. He was about five to six times larger than the black and gold dragon, and his scales shined in the light like a thousand bars of pure gold. He did not have spikes on the back of his neck though as the black and gold dragon did. Instead, he had three spikes growing out of his skull, two on the side, and one out of the back of his skull. He finally stopped in front of the men, and addressed them, “Greetings General. My name is Melocnr, and this is my son, Zil’caron. My guards have informed me that you wished a meeting with me.” He said with a deep thundering voice. Unlike the red dragon’s voice though, his had a pure tone. “Yes, we have, and please forgive us if we do not address you or your son properly, for we are ignorant in the ways of dragons,” Qaltric told them. The ground beneath Qaltric and his men shook as Zil’caron laughed at his statement and replied, “You need not worry about that. You can just use our names.” Zil’caron’s voice was just as intimidating as his father has been, but took a lighter tone. Qaltric then gathered up his courage and said, “Thank you Zil’caron. Now we need to address the true nature of this meeting. My name is General Qaltric, and I am the leader of Menkaranian army. Zurcon, ruler of the Empire of Menkarane, has sent me here to attempt to gain the alliance of the city.” “Really?” Melocnr asked moving into a more comfortable laying position. “While I could see what Menkarane could gain from such an alliance, what would benefit would it be to us but to drag us into a war that we wish not to partake in?” “We would be able to provide you with the political information, and information regarding a current trading spike.” “Any information that we wish to obtain is gathered by out sentries. If we wish to know what is going on in one of your cities or one of the cities in Celtrien, then we’ll just send a scout to retrieve it,” Zil’caron replied. “We also have no real use for trade either. After all, we are dragons, it’s not like we can use many of the items that humans and other races have to offer,” Melocnr added. “Spices maybe?” “We rarely cook our food…” “Exotic beverages?” “In order for us to even have a taste the amount of mead it would take would kill a human…” “I understand,” Qaltric replied while mumbling aloud, “I’m running out of options here. I cannot offer them protection because they could very easily protect themselves. They’ve already turned down food enhan…” Just then, one of the sentries flew into the meeting chamber and whispered something into Melocnr’s ear. “Tell me general, why exactly are you here?” “What do you mean?” “You’re so called negotiations where shaky, as if they weren’t even planed but made up on the spot, along with the self mumbling about what to do next” “We are here for peace.” “Really? That is why armored men that bear your insignias are savaging the forest just outside the city? “Yes, they are. In times like these though, we could not afford to take chances. Our men have already been ordered to attack the city if we don’t return.” Qaltric replied. “For our protection, you didn’t think that we were going to come in here unprotected did you?” “Then why are they trying to surround the city? If it was as simple as you say, shouldn’t the entire army waited at the gates?” “They’ve been ordered to attack the city at dawn should we fail to return.” “So there is something else going on here. Otherwise, why be afraid of not making it out of the city alive? Do we dragons seem that cruel as to have no respect for others?” “You wish to come into the city, try to negotiate peace, but still order an army to attack us?” Zil’caron asked with a deep growl in his voice. His body was shaking from uncontrollable tremors, and he was already lowering his body for an attack. “That is not an act of peace,” he growled with his voice gaining a slight rasp. Qaltric reasoned that the dragon had figured out the true intentions of this meeting, and decided to tell them the truth. “I don’t like what I’m about to tell you any more than you are going to, but my orders were not to attempt a peace.” Qaltric told them. “Your orders were to attack us directly weren’t they?” Melocnr stated. “Yes, they were, but neither I nor my men liked the idea of fighting dragons, let alone killing them. Therefore, we decided to enter the city to see if we could avoid battle. In addition, the only way we could do that was if we could convince you dragons to side with the Empire of Menkarane. I have defied my orders by coming in here, and if our proposal is unacceptable, I will have no choice but to attack your city, for I will not defy another order. I am sorry,” Qaltric said. Zil’caron let out a vicious roar, and started to lunge at Qaltric. “Zil’caron! Control yourself!” Melocnr told him. There will be a time for violence later, I fear. Let us not rush ourselves into it sooner than we have to. He waited for his son to reply, and turned to Qaltric. “You listen, and you listen well general. We dragons have never supported either empire in this meaningless war that you engage in. This includes The Menkaranian Empire, and we will not be forced into an alliance we do not like. These rash actions have pushed us to the breaking point, and you have ten minutes to get out of my city before I give the all clear for my dragons to kill you all on site. I suggest that you hurry.” The large gold dragon then turned and exited the chamber starting the count down to their death while Zil’caron stood his ground. The bared teeth on the side of his maw, and the deep heavy growling made it very clear he would make haste with his father’s decree. The men bolted through the hallway leading to the main doors of the palace. When the doors open, they found two medium-sized violet dragons: one male and one female, standing in front of them that looked like they were already prepared to kill him. “Get moving.” The male dragon commanded sinisterly “What do we do now?” asked one of the guards as he pointed to the two dragons. Qaltric responded, “We run, and get the hell out of here as soon as possible, and ready ourselves for a vicious bloody battle…” It wasn’t long until Qaltric heard the roar from the gold dragon, and almost instantly dragons began attacking the small group. The mage was the first one to get taken out, and they were only about half way out of the city. The alleys were the only place that the dragons could not fit and Qaltric used this to his advantage, and two of his other men were caught trying to follow him. Within seconds of him reaching the alley, the rest of his men that had been caught in the streets where being dismembered. He used this distraction to navigate through the alley keeping close to the main street to see the gate. By doing this he managed to attracted the attention of a few of the other humans that had been alerted to their plot, and they gave chase. Qaltric quickly ducked into a side alley and waited for the first one to get close. With a quick, step and lunge his blade turned crimson as it protruded out of the back of the first human that approached him, and shoved him off the blade. He noticed another assailant was charging towards him, and used his own momentum against him shoving the butt of his sword into his stomach and in one fluid motion spun around and decapitated him. Seeing that his path was now clear again, he bolted for the gate. One of the guards at the gate noticed him and moved to cut him off. Thinking quickly, he used the slick marble to his advantage and slid on his armor under the dragon, and took off behind him into the wooded area where they would not fit. Qaltric finally managed to get back to his men just before duck, and found his captain, “Ready the men,” he started taking a deep breath, “We attack at dawn,” he ordered tugging his armor back in place. The captain hesitated for a moment as the realization set in that war was imminent. Once he did, he responded, “Yes sir,” and executed his orders. *** In the meantime, Melocnr, and Zil’caron were discussing their own plan of action in Dracondor trying to figure out how to fight to sorcerers the best. “I can’t believe that Zurcon would resort to such treachery on us. We have naught to do with him, and he plans to attack us!” Zil’caron said. “I know, I thought that he would have more respect for us than that considering that he used to be a rider,” He told him sighing, “But… one never can predict the movements of people like him. He’s been this way ever since the split of the empires when its leader was killed five years ago,” Melocnr replied as Zil’caron’s sister Shunaria, and soul mate Silvera flew into the room. “Hello Silvera did you and Shunaria enjoy your hunt?” Zil’caron asked them. “Yes we did,” Shunaria replied. Shunaria was a vibrant blue dragon, and was about two months younger than Zil’caron who was nearly ten years old. Like her father, she did not have any spikes, and her eyes the most brilliant sapphire blue there could be. “I managed to catch a few larica,” She told them. “And I snagged a Celcarion lion.” Silvera added. Silvera was a stunning pure silver dragon, and roughly the same age as Zil’caron. Her scales shined like thousands of mirrors. She too had spikes running down her back like Zil’caron, and like Zil’caron, her eyes did not match the color of her body. Her eyes took on an icy-blue color creating one of the most beautiful dragons in the city. As dragons do not practice marriage, she took Zil’caron as her soul mate about six months ago, and the bond formed between them is stronger than any human marriage could be. Silvera then said to Zil’caron, “Zil, I heard you and your father talking about some kind of battle getting ready to occur when we flew in, is this true?” “Yes, I’m afraid it is. The Empire of Menkarane has organized an army to attack us.” Zil’caron told her. “But why, what did we ever do to them?” “They tried to force us into an alliance that we don’t want. They said that unless we gave in, which would have never happened, they would consider us enemies of the empire. They would then have no choice but to attack. The kicker in the decision was they already had an army here waiting to attack. You do not go to a peace offering with an armada. That will never get you anywhere,” Melocnr told her. “Now that you mention it,” Shunaria started, “I remember earlier today on my way out seeing a large group of humans around the outside of the city spreading around on my way back to meet Sil.” Just then, one of the guards flew in interrupting the meeting, and said, “Sir Melocnr! We have just found a dead dragon outside of the city! It appears to have been slain through arcane methods!” Zil’caron let out a vicious roar that rang even though the outer-walls of the city. “Damn it! I knew that we should not have let them leave the city. I have always hated sorcerer, and now I hate them even more. Those *******s always cause us the most problems!” Zil’caron said. “I know, but if we can spread them out, then we could pick them off one at a time. I know that they plan to surround the city that much I could tell. I kind of sneaked a peek at his mind,” Melocnr informed. “That means that the sorcerers will already be wide spread, this should make it easier to fight them, but it makes it all the more dangerous as well, for with the sorcerers spread out, it makes it easier for them to catch us off guard while we are fighting another sorcerer.” “Yes, but know the question is who should attack first?” Zil’caron asked. “That is simple, since we were the neutral nation, they should attack first. With them doing so, it will show that we didn’t instigate anything, and will make it easier to gain allies against them in the future,” Melocnr responded. “Yeah Zil, doesn’t take an elder to figure that out,” Silvera joked with him moving up next to him. The night continued while the dragons discussed their plan of attack one thing they knew for certain, if at any point they felt like the city was lost, they would destroy it, and retreat to one of the other dragon cities. They were not going to let others bask in their glory. “They could attack at anytime, we should alert the inhabitants of the city so they can prepare themselves, then get some rest while we can,” Zil’caron said. “Agreed, I’ll take care of the announcement, you three get some rest,” Melocnr said as he told every person in the city with his mind about the possibility of the attack so that the opposing army could not here. “Are you kidding? Sleep is not an option right now!” Zil’caron told him. “Not until we figure out what is going on!”

Roleplay Type: World of Equestria RP Name: Ice Storm Sex: Female Age: Mare (adult) Species: Unicorn Eye Color: Deep Blue Coat Color: Ice blue with a small patch of Deep ocean blue on her flank Mane/Tail/Markings Color & Style: The Style of her mane is almost the same as twilight Sparkles in how her mane is held, but the mane is a deep blue, just a bit lighter than the blue on her flank, with a white stripe running down the center. Her tail, has shte smae styling that Rainbow's does, however, not the same coloration. The deep blue and white stripes alternate down her tail starting with blue at the top. Physique: She is a unicorn. She is a bit buff from her travels across Equestria, but she's still slender in design. Cutie Mark: Her Cutie Mark is two shards of ice that are buried into some snow. Her cutie mark signifies her power over the element of Ice, and how she can manipulate it with ease. Origin/Residence: Fillydelphia, moved to Canterlot, then to Ponyville, (see history in CS) Occupation: Runs an ice cream/Frozen trear stand in the summer and runs an ice rink in the winter. Motivation: Friends, to get ahead in life. Likes: Ice, Night time, Water, Friends, Having fun, and cold temperatures Dislikes: Droughts, excessivly long days, and Hot Temperatures Character Summary: Personality: Ice Storms behavior can actually be connected with a combination of two ponies. The smug cocky feel of Trixy with the intelligence and generosity of Rarity. To Clarify, she has a habit of thinking herself high and mighty to those that do not show her any reason to think different. However, to the ponies that she does know and that she makes acquaintances with, She will do everything with in her power to make them happy. Also if there is something that she hates the most it's another pony making a Filly cry. While she may come off as cocky to most, she still has morals, and she dare not go as far as to insult young fillies. If she catches a pony in such act, They will find out why she was named Ice Storm. Over all though, aside from her obvious high and mighty attitude, she is a very nice pony, and if you can stand to be around her long enough, you'll find that she is very nice and very loyal to her friends. You make them cry, may Celestia have mercy on you. History: Ice Storm was a pony that was born in Fillydelphia, and it quickly became apparent that she hated it there. All of the older and larger ponies in Fillydelphia were rude, and often kicked aside younger ponies for their own gain. If they got in their way of what they wanted to obtain, oh well, the younger ponies shouldn't have been in the way to begin with. After a couple of years of this, Ice Storm had enough of the big city bullying and took off on her own. She figured it would be a lot easier to deal with like somewhere else without always getting stepped on. Once she was out of the city, she felt something thtat she had never felt before, relief, and then came the development of her high and mighty self esteem. She had done it. She had built up the nerve to leave Fillydelphia behind. She didn't have any real friends there so she wasn't leaving anything behind, and her parents often were more worried about their own needs to care abut her. As far as Ice storm was concerned, she was already living on her own anyway, so why not take her chances out on the road? surely there were other pony villages that were friendly enough to others that it wouldn't be that hard t fit in. She figured what better place to find a bunch of nice ponies than the city the two princesses live in? They just had to be nice! She started walking her way up the mountain paths that were marked, but when she made it about two thirds of the way to Canterlot, an ice storm started to move into the area. Ice Storm was caught off guard, and wasn't sure what to do in her situation. She knew that she needed to find shelter soon, but she kept moving up the mountain, figured that she would run into a cave eventually on the path. I mean it's a mountain right? there has to be a cave on it somewhere close by. Unfortunately there wasn't, and she was getting tired. She fell to the ground and when she did, her unicorn horn went off. She didn't have any idea what was going on, but her eyes when white. The ice that was around her started to mold around her, and started to take shape in the form of a small hut that enclosed around her. When she recovered she had no idea what had happened, but she looked around her, and she was inside a small shelter of ice that she had just made. Another bright light filled the small ice hut and she was worried about what it was until she saw that it was coming from her flank. When it cleared, it showed her new cutie mark with two shards of ice in a mound of snow. This made her so happy that she almost forgot she was tired until she tried to stand back up. The next morning she finally made her way to Canterlot, and she had hoped that the ponies in Canterlot would be a lot nicer than the ponies in filly. She quickly found out that wasn't the case though, and the only to ponies in Canterlot that could actually be classified as nice were the the two princesses Celestia and Luna, and that was just from observation, She never dared to approach them to find out otherwise. She actually found Luna more intriguing than Celestia though just because she was more interested in the night than she was the day. She was always awake during the day so it was easy to see what happened then. At some point she was hoping to at least get a chance to talk to her and see what it was like it be in control of something so important and amazing, but she never got that chance. While she was in Canterlot, she did make the best use of it, enroling in the school of magic to help focus her powers on ice. It was a bit difficult at first to replicate what she had did on her way up the Canterlot mountain, but after a couple years, she was able to replicate her manipulation with ease, and she decided to use this power to create tasty treats that she thought for sure others would love. She found out very quickly that she was wrong, and that the ponies of Canterlot looked down on such treats as something they would find at a carnival, and that this kind of food had no place in a regal city like Canterlot. This infuriated Ice Storm, and she would often let her attitude loose, snapping at any pony that would degrade her. She had sufferened enough of their, 'You aren't one of us,' non-sense and started making a point to insult others in canterlot ten fold to remind them that they are still ponies as well, and that it hurts when others use harmful words on them. Over time her conversations with other ponies in Canterlot only further added to her high and mighty attitude. She would return the rudeness and the bitterness to others ten fold. The only ones she didn't treat down where the Princesses, obviously, and the Fillies of Canterlot. Anyone she caught mis treating Fillies received her rage even more so than the others. Eventually the tensions between her and the ponies in Canterlot because so high, that One of her few mares that she dared call a friend suggested that she left Canterlot and move to Ponyville. That it was still close enough for her to visit once in a while and that there were a lot of very nice ponies in Ponyville. She took the next train to ponyville, and this is where we are today. Image: NOTE: I didn't add an additional Parents and Cutie Mark Story under the Summary because I already explained it in her history. It felt redundant to repeat the same thing twice.

The title of my first nove is called The Dragons of Worloch: Rise of the Dragon Empire of which I will post the first chapter here when I get done re-creating Ice Storm here. As, getting her RP ready was my first priority after making my account and gaining access to post her. Oh, and something I figure I should throw out there so there is no confusion. Even though Ice Storm is Female, I'm still a guy. Probably should have mentioned that sooner, hehe . But yes, to finish answering your question hobbes, I do compose music, and I play electric Guitar. The music I write is in the range of Moderately heavy metal, to alternative metal. As soon as I have some decent recording equipment and someone who knows how to sing, I'll gladly share some of my compositions on here.

Thank you, looking forward to stretching my hooves with Fellow RPers.

Well, I haven't started my Fanfic yet. I mean I've started outlining it, but haven't started writing it. I do plan on putting my novel that I'm working on up here as well. I guess I should say I'm an aspiring author since I'm not actually published yet. but I'm well over half done with the first book in a four book series.