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  1. Feng’s remark about him and coffee got a good chuckle out of the large mare. “That so? Noted, you take coffee like a young colt does. Someday going too do it just too see you bouncing off the walls Sir.” She says with a grin and shake of the head. Looking over at Yanhua… She still can’t place it, but something about this mare was just off yet… She can’t make heads or tails of why. It was annoying she can’t seem to place why she was feeling this way. All she can do is keep pushing it too the back of her worries, now was not the time at all too dig in to others. “Oh, good timing. Was about too ask for something bigger than the small tea cups. Was going too ask for a mug, but a full size stein sounds even better!” She says with a happy nod of her head and prancing of hooves. When the stein was offered up she liked what she saw, that was a big one! “Oh, yes, this will do. Will only need two refills with this!” She says jokingly. Mostly. Some days it was far from a joke. “Thank you so much for being so… welcoming. I did not think my first day would be like this.” She says puting the stein to the side as put the ground coffee in to filter and nabs some hot water for tea making. Using it she drains the hot water over the ground beans resting in the filter and let's it drip down in to the stein slowly and steady.
  2. Rongyu paid no mind to the friends talking to each other, and was rude to do otherwise. But she wondered about her mates back out… Well, it was home. She’d have to send them letters saying she got in and it was oddly easier than she planned it to be. Looked like some of them won that bet. Hearing the change in sound from the grinder she opened the lid to inspect it. All the beans were gone. With that she pulled out the cup underneath it and inspected the grinds, as she did the cook bounced back over. “Looks good, smells fantastic.” She hums happily, sniffing at the grinds. “Oh goodness. You know when I first took a sip of coffee I hated it… Told them there’s no way I’d love it. Well nowadays I’d roll in a heap of this and be happy.” She looked over at the cook and smiled. “Ok, let’s get hot water on this before I start getting all twitchy.” She added with a soft chuckle. “And I'd like a mug. Coffee cups are too dang small for me. May as well be a shot glass for all the good it does.” She looked over at Feng, be rude to not see if he wanted something. "Wan't me to put some tea on for you? Don't take you as the coffee tipe."
  3. “From what I have seen of the city guards and heard well out in the provinces… Well, I don’t want to speak ill of them but out in the provinces we joke if the empress wants something done she sends us to deal with it. For the papers she sends the city’s guards.” Rongyu says with a small but sharp grin before sniffing the air. Looking at the open can of coffee beans she nodded and walked over. “Happy to do it, I love the smell of fresh ground beans.” She says, grabbing the can of beans she pours some in to the grider and shut the led. Taking the crank in her cloven hoof she starts to spin it. Oh wonderful coffee. Not every pony in the army drinks it, plenty stick to tea. But the cult of coffee was firmly in place and no amount of tea fanfare can dislodge them. Much as Rongyu loved tea she did not crave it, need it, like coffee. Coffee was necessary, tea was welcomed. And soon she'll have her fix again and be ready for whatever the rest of this day was going to toss at her.
  4. “Mint distraction is far too gentle sounding for what happened. More like mint, made me almost vomit, distraction. He’s lucky I kept my least dinner down.” She says shaking her head, glad she did not have to explain away some things such an event may raise. “As for not niping off more of him I can take no such vows, but I shall try to not take off all his hoofs when we train.” she says back with a grin… that soon dropped in confusion as the qilin cook got real up close and sniffy. She did not know how to react to this odd behavior and shot Feng a worried look. What was up with this mare? “Uh…” She had to resist the urge to bite at the muzzle invading her space, the last thing she needed was to make this even more odd for everypony. Thankfully the sniffing ended and coffee was on offer. “Thanks, coffee does wonders to clear up my nose as well. Amongst other things.” She says hoping the grunt level joke will clear up odd tension in the air. “And my sergeant did well in pushing me. She had a fire in her one only gained from the chains of slavery. She helped push me this far and I welcome to see how much farther you will push me Feng.” She added following them both in to the room, having to duck underneath the door frame just to walk in. When the door shut her ears flicked hearing the lock. That was odd, why did it lock?
  5. Rongyu gave Feng an odd look, his reply was confusing to say the last. She was used to clean and dry orders. Blunt and to the point. His was… Well, it sounded like something some old gray muzzle would say at the noodle shop. Confusing and maybe deep but something she just can’t be bucked to think about for long. She hoped he was not like this all the time. “As you say Sir.” Was all she could come up with in response. At least the smell of cooking did wonders to help kick out the last of the mint from her nostrils as she took in a few deep sniffs at passing food items. The cooks did not seem all too thrilled about the giant mare towering over them and sniffing at there work with hungry eyes. Some of that food looked… Maybe a hint to fancy for her own taste. Maybe it was the years of eating army cooking but it looked more like a joke than a real plate of food… She was going too be fed by them now wasn't she? Or were they just for the oh so blessed staff of this place only? She’d have to ask Feng later. If they were to feed her, some pony was going to need too learn how to cook a real serving of food. Looking over at Feng she speeds up to stay on his tail as they move in to far back room of the place, nice and cozy and seemed to be the resting spot of his friend. A friend that… Well. Something about this qilin… Oh what was it? She can’t seem to place a hoof on what was itching in the back of her mind. Something about this qilin seemed off yet she can’t pick up on why. Whatever. “Nice to meet you Mis, and worry not, I'm not so hungry as to try to eat all of Feng today. He needs some more salt and time over the fire I think.” She says with a big grin. “Oh, and do you have coffee?”
  6. She was still somewhat shocked he did not think she failed, this grew in to just full on confusion as he talked more. It sounded like… she passed? Like she was done? “Wah?” She was getting her uniform? How in the… She had to blink a few times watching him walk away. She passed… that was… easy? She honestly was lost for words and just followed him trying to understand how she passed. It didn't feel like she did. There has to be more too this. More tests. Speeding up for a moment she falls in line walking side by side with him. “Sir, do you mean I passed? Or is this uniform for washing the outhouse?” She asked, looking down at the small male. “I feel… I feel unworthy, are there yet more tests? There must be.” She added, looking and around as they walked. It really was pretty out here, if not for what she was doing she’d love to spend some time just enjoying the peace of this place. “I hope the kitchen has coffee. And not some tiny cup of it.” Well if they are going to the kitchen… She may as well get something to perk up and clear the last of this mint out of her nose. Blessed coffee, wonder drink of soldiers the world over.
  7. Róngyù stayed down as she panted, her head was still swimming from the lack of air and it took her a moment to even register what Feng was saying. He seemed… Impressed? She’d prototest that but in the moment lacked the will to fuss. It was only after she got some much needed air back in her lungs and her eyes cleared she even tried to sit up. “My…” She takes a few more deep breaths. “My only wish is to be a hero, kown far and wide. I’d give my life in her place to see her to safety, nothing is more heroic.” She gets out, shaking her head to clear it more. She honestly did not think she’d die, she’d just fake her death or something. Róngyù will go down as a hero and she can go home to her brothers haveing won the bet. But such dreams are far away, but at least… “I did not fail? You beat me. Soundly. The last time I lost this fast was in boot camp. You trashed me Sir.” She pulled herself up now, had more clear but that smell of mint still clung to her nose. It made her gag some more as she blew her nose and snorted, trying to clear the scent out. “But if you think I hold promise I swear to do all I can to meet it. Just like boot camp, no matter how impossible it felt to best my trainer I did. I can do it again. Maybe. You are a cut above army trainers. Never seen a pony come at me like that, most of all just using hooves. I think if I can go even with you I'd call it a victory.” She pulled herself back up on all four legs. “And Sir, I have no clue what anise is. But if it's worse than mint I hope to never smell it in my lifetime… So if some mask can keep me safe I’d be happy to use it.”
  8. The last thing she’d ever think of when swinging a pony about in her jaws was… Mint. She can’t even register where the smell came from as she spat out the hoof and started dry heaving well stumbling back. Mint was awful in ways she can never put in to words, the smell of it made her feel sick. The blast of awful sent shot up her nose was indescribable for how vile and gut wrenching it was. And so she was left wide open, her body shaking as she wheezed and gagged. And just as she was trying to get air back in her lungs free of that disgusting sent two for-legs wrapped around her neck as Feng munted up on her back. She trashred, bucking and leaping about trying to remove him from her back. Every buck and leap got weaker with alarming speed, she didn't have the air or recovered in time frome dry heaving to keep going. Her head felt dizzy. Yet she kept pushing it, trying to bite at his legs, at his face, whatever she could reach with her jaws until she was seeing stars. Falling down she weakly slapped her hoof on the ground a few times, she had to submit. The juggernaut of a mare was down and she hated it. She failed, she lost. If she was not so out of breath she may have started crying then and there. No way they’d keep her after losing in such a humiliating way.
  9. She did not have as much time as she hoped for, he was back at her again in a flash and pushed her back on the defense trying to keep up with his much faster attacks. Strong and big as she was it meant nothing when you were the one being attacked, in fact it made it harder for her defence as his small size gave him the speed to zip around her when he had free run like this. Getting out was the hard part, he was staying on her and it was clearly a front to keep her in this defence. Trying to think of how she can break his assault was no easy feat when blocking his japs and strikes. So much easier when you can club someone with a sword that doesn't care how good they blocked. But she did not have that. So she just make do and trust in her grit and strength and… maybe some luck. And that luck was a jab at her muzzle and a flash of teeth and fang. She felt a flash of pain, a tooth or two must have been knocked out of her maw but she didn't care, not in the moment. She had his hoof firmly in a bite and swung her head hard to the side, pulling the hoof, leg and the pony attached along for the ride.
  10. Tempest was greeted with a swarm of pets as she pushed the door open to the cabin, dogs, cats and others were trying to greet her and see their missing mommy. It made it somewhat hard to get inside but she pushed in and shut the door, rushing to the couch she gently pulled Glitter off and put the mare down. “Stay put ok?” Tempest says as she looked Glitters over one more time, cold faced as the mare was, Glitter can read the worry and fear behind the cold eyes. And Tempest was still scared, has been. Will be. She took in a deep breath and looked over at the fireplace, tossing a few logs in her magic sparked and crackled as the tember was set aflame. “There, some warmth. I will be back as soon as I can. I promise.” With that and one last long look at Glitters she slipped back outside in to the fast coming darkness. She hoped this medic was home, trotting to the city in the dark when it was this cold… Well, she’d pass that line if she had too. She’d pay the price if she had to. First things first was reaching the other cabin down the road. With that she pushed off, moving as swiftly as she could in the deep snow. Why did it feel like it was taking so long? Every moment felt too long. She was going too slow. Her legs felt like they were failing her… But she can’t feel them. That was a bad thing but she didn't care. What did it matter? She didn't matter. Cabin. Door. Cold. A mare greeted her, spoke things but Tempest honestly did not hear much. She just yelled back. Glitter needed help. Hurt badly. Help, help now. The mare insisted she come inside, warm up. She refused, can’t. Not now. Not yet. Then came the rush back up the road, she left before the mare did. So slow. too slow… I'm so tired. --- The bear was back. She ran, ran as fast as her small legs let her. But it was no use. She was never out running it. She was all alone. Helpless. Helpless to stop it. Helpless to stop the jaws closing in around her. Screaming all she can, every pony looked the other way as she heard the crunch. --- She woke up screaming, blind panic making her jolt and flail as if she was in danger. All it did was make her fall off the couch in a heap. At least it woke her up, and the dozen pets running about the room away from her. Where was… “Glitter?” She tries to stand back up and falls down. Her legs felt jelly, her body hurt. “Glitter!?” She wanted to get up yet her body refused. She recognised the room, she was in… the living room of Glitters cabin. Did she make it back? Was glitter ok? Did the doctor make it here? The room was dark, the windows casting nothing but the glow of the moon and stars. It was still night… or was it the next night? She didn't know.
  11. Feng’s speed put her on the back hoof, his training was in many ways better than what she was given and learned in the army. Yet she was far from beaten yet as her woodend blade ran over his scales, contact made she pulled the blade against him, he was hardly more heavy than Bullbraker as she pushed him away to her side with the swing as his hoof clipped her ear. He’d recover fast, faster than she’d have time to act on him being pushed off his path. So she used the opening to leap back and get eyes back on target. He seemed like the aggressive type in combat, so she needed to make him back off and go on the defense. She may not have Bullbraker but she was skilled at overpowering a defense, raw strength and size were her strong points. If she was on the defense his small size and speed played against her.
  12. Rongyu acted fast, jaws snapping for the blade as it was flinged her way as she pushed the bullbraker out of the way. She did not have much time to think as Feng wasted no time too get things going. So she fell back in her training, much as she fussed the instructors were very much truthful. Sometimes you have to act without thinking. So you best train your body what to do when you need too act faster than the brain. And so swung her head and aimed the wooden tip to be in his oncoming path, he’d have to halt his dive, swing it far to the side or smash his flank in to the wooden blade. All can give her an opening to doge, react or push an attack.
  13. It was good she pushed her endurance so hard in training for this day. As it seems he was going too test that heavily, what use was her blade if she was too tired to use it and do her duty? “Thank you, as you wish.” Róngyù says as she starts the countdown in her head. She used the small moment of rest for just that, relaxed her breathing and focused her mind on the task at hoof. A spar. Something she was nervous to do with others. Bullbraker was not a weapon that behaves well with such tasks and use. Even if Feng timed every block flawlessly the mass of her blade may see him hurt. So she’d walk a fine line between puting on her best hoof and keeping to safe sparing techniques. Time’s up. Soon as her clock hits 30 she spins on the spot and heads for the center of the field and the marked out ring. It was not far. Reaching the rim of the ring she looked up at the hovering Longma and adjusted the heavy sword on her shoulder. “I’m ready when you are, but I will voice once my worries of sparing with my sword. She bites hard and heavy, I will not swing with full force, I will not lead a strike that may land. I’d prefer a training sword. That is all.” With that she steps past the line in the sand.
  14. “Very well, lead on!” She says back, rushing after feng… She wished she had wings. Well, maybe she can give herself wings. Can she? Honestly she didn't know and now really was not the time to test that. Focus! Slowing down her run she trots to a stop in the training yard and looks at the targets, a nice line up of them. Some close together as well… And some clearly made to the size and shape of a caribou. Moving for the wood caribou with a big fake axe in its muzzle she leans her head to the side, teeth unlocking the sheath of her blade so it dropped off her body. Without stopping her trot the blade was pulled free as the sheath stayed behind on the ground. With her blade free she pushed in to a fast dash for her target before swinging her blade in a tall arc that came down like a thundering hammer blow on its back. Wood splinters then shatters as the blade bit deep, then passes out the other side as the wooden dummy was ripped in half by the blow. She did not slow down, pulling her blade free she swung at the next target. Three pony shaped dummies side by side. The scale mail on them did nothing to even slow the blade as the small plates shattered, wood broke. The first one was cut in half, the second one crushed from the impact and the last dummy was up rooted but not ‘killed’. That did not last long as she swung the blade around and slammed it down on the dummy's head, crushing its helmet underneath the monster of a blade. Bullbraker was nothing like the blades most think of from her homeland. Nothing about it was swift, subtle or cutting like a razorblade. Every blow hit more like an axe than sword as her targets were as much crushed as they were cut apart. Legs, heads and other parts were sent flying with every swing and crushing blow of her sword. Even for wooden dummies the carnage her weapon inflected was unnerving if one was squeamish. It may be unnerving even for a veteren as the mare smiled like a wolf on the hunt with each swing as a thin trail of fog seems to follow in her wake of dummy destruction. But soon it was over, every dummy laying broken and in pieces all over the training field as she rested the blade over her back, holding it in place with one leg as she rested.
  15. Tempest watched Bloom with an unflinching face. No smiles, no frowning. She did not react at all as the young mare looked over the map and started to piece together a game plan. She didn't want Bloom to have something to judge actions on, no hints to how she felt on what the mare was saying or offering up. And piece by piece Bloom did pull something together, backed it up with reasonably well-informed info and why it may be good too act on it. All in all Tempest was impressed by the young mares' tack for this. She’d go with the proper training and encouragement… And some part of her hoped her own two foals will have the same skill. “You did well Bloom but don’t go tooting your horn so soon. That will get you killed and fast out here.. Or at the very least hated by crew mates. But you made good points, with luck we can loot something of worth from that crash not too tainted by the sea.” She says back looking down at Bloom, she did give the young mare a small smile. “Now take a seat, I'm going too show you how to chart this ship. See the tools over there?” She aimed a hoof at the side of the table and the contents on it. Sextant, astrolabe, compass and more on top of tools to draw out the plotted path on the map were laid down. “I’m going too do the charting for now, but I want you to follow along ok? So first we need to work out where we are on this map…” It took a few hours for the course to be fully plotted as Tempest walked Bloom along how to do so. The young mare was smart, very smart. She picked up on things fast and it made learning how to use all the tools needed for navagent much easier. At least somewhat, it will still be some time before Tempest trusts Bloom to do something like this alone. But for now… Tempest did enjoy teaching the younger mare. It felt… rewarding.
  16. She was glad to see his expression lighten as the tone of things shifted, that was a good sign most of the time. “Heroism and duty go hoof to hoof, to forget or forfeit one's duty is to toss away their honor as well. When I give my vows to uphold such things I can never forget them.” She says looking down at Feng with a small fanged smile. It was the truth, more so than he’d know. If she gave some vows to keep the empress safe then… Well, she needed to be careful in her words. She had no plans to be bound forever as guardian of the Empress. She’d give it a dozen years and see if this was the stepping stone she needed to take and if not… Looking at her sword as Feng talked about it she nodded her head. “It won the name Bullbraker by the troops I was honored to lead. I’d be happy to show you how it won that name… I hope you are ok losing some target dummies. They don’t last more than one swing most of the time.” She says with a bigger fanged smile, easy to see why some gave her the nickname ‘Viper’ with a grin like that. “You will start believing soon as I start swinging.” She lifts a leg and brushes the long sheath of her blade as she speaks. It was for a time nothing more than a burden on her. But now she loved it, it was her mark in this world and when name was spoken far and wide this blade will be spoken with it. Her brothers did not lie about that, with it by her side nothing can claim it was not her.
  17. Tempest took the time for Bloom to her way up to look over the maps, she had no real aim for this trip. It was a shakedown after all. Head someware then head back, see how the ship does and test the crew. So… Her ears flicked at the door opened, she did not even look up as she heard the mare walking over to the table. She just aimed a hoof at the path showing three landed masses down south. “Maretonia, Saddle Arabia and Unyasi. We can easily make the trip to one of them before swinging back north for this shake down, a good long stretch of the wings to test this vessel and her crew.” She says before looking up at Bloom. The young mare was looking much older already, for all her youth she carried herself as well as any mare on this ship. She had the making of something, what that something is… Well, it is up to Bloom. But Tempest knew she’d make a name for herself. More than some farmer, that was for sure. “I want you to pick where to sail. And I want you to tell me why you think it's the best place to go. Can be honest as you want, even if it just sounds cool to go there.”
  18. Róngyù stayed put as stands by the door, pondering if she needed to knock on it… But lucky for her it seems she did ponder long about where the meeting was supposed to be or if she missed it. Her ears aimed at Feng as he took wing and glided down to meet her. Turning about to face him as he landed she stood tall and raised a hoof up before pounding it onto her chest in greeting. She looked every part a soldier as looked down at him. But inside her head… Feng was a lot smaller than she was thinking he was going to be. By a lot. He looked like a colt next to her! But on the other side golden scale buddies! So maybe that will even things out, matching scale buddies was the best after all and, oh, he was talking! “Greetings Feng Yinhaitao, thank you for meeting this day and offering this chance no matter how uncertain it may be.” She says with a bowing, a trate she’s still yet to shake off from her homeland. She took a moment to think about what he asked her. Why was she here at all? It gave her a moment of pause. “Glory and honor sir, for nothing may hold more than serving the Empress and defending Her. Not as some shadow striking in the dark unknown, but seen by all uncompromising in my duty to Her. I can not dismiss some of my desires as selfish, I spoke of them first and will not hide them or dismiss them. Yet I feel they can be found here and tempered as well. A true hero lives not for thareself, but for the better of others. And so I came before you ready to give all I have to earn the glory and honor I crave and most of all… Learn to look past it for something more.” She pulled up from her bow and looked down at Feng, she already felt worried about her words. She was a brave mare and countless times rushed ahead of her troops in to the thick of combat. Bandits, raiders, worse. But so much was resting on this moment. In her words. No training can make this less taxing. Yet she kept eyes focused and body firm. She’d give this all she had, that she knew.
  19. The hum of the airships engines vibrated the ship as she cruised along at a respectful clip. Still slower than the old flagship but nothing some more tuning up can’t fix. She was about the same size overall and had plenty of room for upgrades, armaments and such things. All in all… It felt like far too much. What did she do to earn this? She still did not understand why Twilight did it, the mare asked for nothing. Wanted nothing. It was… Well, something Tempest just can’t understand. But the joy she felt being in the sky again and hearing the endless beat of props in the air was something she did understand deeply. Some part of herself was… alive again. She had no master. No boss… Just herself and her crew. She was free. Truly free. And that was something that can never have a piercing put on it. Looking down at the passing landscape as she leaned on the railing she let her mind wonder. So much has happened in her life. Even in the past few years… Now here she was back in the sky. This is where she belonged and she knew it. But what of… others? She was not a lone mare now. She had friends, some very close… And two more on the way. Growing inside her. It was weird to think. Scary was putting it gently. Yet she did not stop, she never can stop. She’d not abandoned them… She can’t. She knew what that was like, never again. For now she had time, months… that were passing far too fast. With A deep breath she pushed off the railing and walked down the deck. Thunderhead was a ship of respectful size and had a crew to match. She’d have no way to even dream of paying for a crew like that if Twilight did not slip her a jaw dropping amount of bits like it was nothing. She had about a year's worth of pay for them, ship costs and other things. She’d have to make the most of this time and make a solid base of income. How she’d do that was… unknown for now. Merc work? Traders? She had no damn clue. Pushing open a door she walked in to her cabin and moved to a desk full of maps. They were plotting a path south, yet she didn't know which way south yet. Leaning over to a brass pipe she taps it a few times. “BLOOM! MY ROOM!” She yelled at it. The young mare was doing well, farm work raised her well for this hard life. Yet Tempest did treat her differently. Never more easy, but more like… family. She had to look after the mare like one after all. AJ will hunt her down too the end of the world if that mare got hurt too bad. And… Well, she was a good test bed to learn more… motherly things. Not that Temy felt like calling it that. But soon she’d have two calves on her hooves to look after. She needed too learn all she could. And so did Bloom.
  20. Nilaavin claps his paws together with a big smile as the mare agrees to play his game. This will make things oh so much more fun! Sitting outside by the door got boring after all, not that he was banned from going inside it's just… Well, he did not wish too get stuck in the doorway again. Most of all at this event. It's all about Blue and his mates after all! Not some cat stuck in a doorway. So he focused on the mare, ears picking up the sounds of some speech inside. Things must be on the way, good for them. “The game is easy, I tell riddles and you must answer them as best you can. Fear not if you get them wrong or don’t know! No harm will come to you on this day.” He says laying down in front of the yellow and pink pony. “If you win you may ask something of me.” He added with a small nod. “Let’s start shall we? Something easy…” He taps a claw on the ground a few times. “What can you break, even if you never pick it up or touch it?” ~~~~~~~~~~ Blech. Tempest can’t help but look at everything other than the ceremony. It was just so… bleh! She was not jealous or something. Never. This was nasty filly noneses, she just wanted to get the free food, drink and toss down with Star later in some mud. That was real fun. Not some gooshy kissing and love. Love was lame… She wished Glitter was here. Not that she loved her! She just liked her. A lot. And the snuggles. Glitters was warm. Whatever, this was boring. And lame. Needs more cannons. Airships… The herd was Star Crusader’s? What? That made her look at them, ears flicking as her head leaned to one side. Can a mare lead a herd? Can… Can she lead a herd? That was… interesting. She’d do a good job of it, how can she not? She was more of a stallion than most stallions can hope to be! She’d easily lead a herd. Looking down at her belly she frowned, gears spinning in her head about such things.
  21. It was raining like a monsoon… Too the shock of nothing, it was that time of year after all. Yet ‘Róngyù’ was still outside training. Every day for weeks she’s pushing herself to the breaking point and then past it. She had to give everything she had as so much was at stake. The fact she’d even be let in past the gates… the fact they’d even humor with an audition for Royal Guard status made every passing day feel like a week. All her paperwork looked over a dozen times, every soldier and fellow captain she named in her papers were spoken with again and again. Nothing can be left to risk, nothing overlooked. This moment was years in the making and even if a Yokai lives for a very, very long time… she truly did not want to waste so much time. This grand game and bet was far from over after all. And laziness on her part will not see her lose it so soon. The other soldiers at the base watched with slack jaws as her blade slammed in to the next dummy. Steel caved in, wood splitters as it was not cut in half but more blown apart from the impact. Her muscles hurt, hell all her body hurt. For all the years she’s used Bullbraker it was still a huge hunk of iron to swing about. And she’s never pushed herself this hard with it before as well. In a way she was thankful for the rain dumping on her head, otherwise she’d be overheating even worse. At least she can rest easy knowing her troops had a good show to watch…. She had one more week. She’d train for six more days, rest on the last and go over there papers again. Then early in the morning depart for Huangjing. ---- ‘Never stop until you pierce the stars!’ That was one line repeated over and over in Honor Quest. No matter what came, how low she was laid, the mare in that comic never gave in. never gave up. And looking up from the warn pages of the comic Róngyù watched the walls of Huangjing come in to view. She’d never stop, she came close one time. Never gain. Not until she pierced the stars. Putting away the comic she pulled out her papers, thick as a hoof and detailing everything she can think of to prove her merit. A few more hours… --- She took a deep breath. Everything was in order. Washed up, trimed, captain's armor polished waxed and detailed. She was rested and looked alert and ready. Another deep breath, if only she can look relaxed. Glancing at the monster of a balde strapped to her side she looked it over. Clean, polished and sharp as the thick beast can be… Well, this was it. She moved her cloven hooves and looked up at the towering gates of the Royal Palace. She’d not meet the empress, odds are she’d not even see inside the building. But she did get to go into the Courtyard to meet the one that will do her audition. She did wonder what he’d be like. He’d have to be a real hero, a true champion of this land! Oh she was so close! Stopping at the gates she looked up at them and wondered what she was supposed to do now. Nock? Stay put? She’s never even been this close to the palace's walls before and felt worried she’d do something out of line. They’d know she was coming, she was on time after all and some guards must have seen her walking up. So… “Hello? Captain Róngyù Rènwù, I’m here as requested for a meeting with Feng Yinhaitao for an audition.” She spoke up some, but did not try knocking on the wooden gates for the moment. She did her best to look relaxed, at peace, but stress was eating away at her every passing moment.
  22. Roleplay Type: WoE Real Name: Shiratsuyu, 白露, ”White Dew” Glamour Name: Róngyù Rènwù, 荣誉任务, Honor Quest Sex: female Age: Adult Species: Yokai Hebi Glamour Species: Qilin Residence: Huangjing Occupation: Soldier of the Imperial army of Long Guo. Real Physique: Shiratsuyu’s real body is that of a large Hebi. With a head almost as large as a pony's entire body her true form is large and intimidating to be around. With the overall body shape of a snake her head is distinctly pony in shape and even has pony-like ears and muzzle. Yet her eyes are serpent like and her pony muzzle is full of sharp teeth and two large fangs. Eye colour: Blue. Scales: Her underbelly is a creamy white while the rest of her body is gray in color with darker spots spread over it in a random pattern. The end of her tail is yellow along with patches around her eyes the same color. Mane: She sports a long black colored mane on her head that is messy and unbrushed, sometimes bound up in a bun with the help of rowboat oars. Glamour Physique: Based on the hero of a comic book ‘Róngyù Rènwù’ is very tall, standing a full two heads over most other qilin with little trouble. She has a fit and athletic looking physique overall and looks the part of a soldier or epic hero. Eye colour: Blue. Coat/Scales: Her fur is a dark green with scales and hooves that look almost golden in color. Mane/Tail: Her mane and tail are black, she keeps her mane done up in a bun, but when let down it reaches her hooves. The fur on the end of her tail is kept short. Cutie Mark: A sword piercing a star. History: Shiratsuyu was born the youngest of a dozen siblings and was stuck in their shadows for most of her life. Viewed as the weakest in both magic and strength she seemed to be overlooked every time and pushed aside for her own safety. This lasted for many years as Shiratsuyu grew ever more annoyed with her lot in life. She wanted more… Everything! She wanted to see more of the world and prove to her family and herself she had what it takes to be so much more. She wanted to be a hero, famous and well known! Her brothers mocked and joked about such a thing, saying she’d perish if she tried to go at it alone. Yet she saw that as a bet she was willing to make, she’d come back a hero famed and known for her strength, bravery and magic! Taking the bet her brothers armed her with a huge and unwieldy sword, claiming it’s how they will know she did the acts to become a champion well she was disguised. Accepting the challenge and dragging the huge sword behind her, Shiratsuyu left her safe and secluded home behind. Traveling Poninawa her brothers followed along, tricking and hampering her journey in the hopes of winning the bet and getting their sister back home soon. Yet this backfired as Shiratsuyu grew tired of their games and tricks and fired back with a trick of her own. All it took was them losing her for one day, by the time they learned she tricked them it was too late. Shiratsuyu was watching her homeland disappear into the horizon. She used up what few coins she had for a one way trip to lands unknown. She had no clue where she was even going. But it didn't matter to her. She was going to show her brothers she can do this, she will be a hero… Things didn't go well at first. Learning how to keep up a good glamour was a steep learning curve, most of all when you work hard! More than a few times she had to run out of town after mucking it up or forgetting about it altogether. Then came work, she was a no pony. Just a passing face trying to do something but no clue how. Odd jobs came and passed as she tried to piece together how to become a hero. Farming rice, chopping wood and pulling carts was not going to make it happen. Yet she found her inspiration from a comic stand, a story called Honor Quest followed a mare seaking the same thing she was. So inspired from this story Shiratsuyu changed her glamour to look just like that of the comics hero and took on the fake name Róngyù Rènwù to match. And just like that comic’s hero she’d start her journey by beating some bandits! Once again her hopes did not match up with the outcome. Sitting in a small wooden cage she had to face a glaring fact… she sucked at combat. Most of her magic was used up on the glamour and she had no skill with that huge hunk of iron called a sword she was stuck using. The bandits wiped the floor with her. And so she was stuck in a fog of self-doubt and depression. Getting away from the bandits was foal's play, she could easily just walk out of the cage when she wanted to. Yet she didn't. Why? Time and time again she failed to do something even vaguely hero-like. She truly did wonder if she needed to just give in and admit defeat to her brothers back home. And just when she felt she had nothing left the soldiers came. She watched in awe as they swept the bandits aside and set her free. They did it so easily, so swiftly she couldn't believe her eyes. And her shock only grew when they told her they were no champions of the land, just soldiers doing their job keeping her safe. She begged them to train her and was crushed to hear they couldn't do that. But her hope rushed back when they told her to head to Huangjing and look for the Imperial army’s recruiter. They are always happy to take in new recruits and train them. And so she did just that, traveling to Huangjing and joining the army. It took some talking to keep her sword, but they relented when she told them she must use it as some family honor demands so. And so she began her training… And all of this was several years ago. The training was hard at first she found her place in it. Piece by piece the soft mare learned how to hold her own, be stronger and swifter! And most of all learn how to use the monster of a blade she was stuck with. Nicknamed Bullbreaker by her army friends, she gained a reputation for being eager, hot headed and too barve for her own good. Yet she stuck to it and started to climb the ranks, no matter what it took or what was asked of her Róngyù Rènwù did her duty with pride. From patrolling roads and coastlines she moved up from being part of the patrols to leading them. Then being tasked with looking after several such units, year by year she moved up the chain of command. Now she rests as a captain in charge of keeping several smaller towns around Huangjing safe and overseeing the forces in the region. Yet her goal still feels out of reach. She’s well known but no hero yet. Something she now feels fit to fix as her eyes locked on to her next target. She needed to be more than just some soldier guarding roads and towns. No, her eyes fixed back on Huangjing itself and what lies within. For so long it felt so out of reach but now she sat with the skills, credibility and references from other captains and commanders to make a real shot at it. And like everything else in her life she was ready to battle for that shot with hoof, fang and grit to reach new heights. Character Personality: Shiratsuyu lived much of her life in the shadow of older brothers and was seen as someone that needed to be kept safe. This made her despirt to prove herself no matter the cost and has grown into a pathologic desire to be seen as heroic, powerful and most of all the one others look up to. She almost never accepts help and will rush headlong into the maw of danger with little regard for her own safety. In her eyes all of this has been one big game, she’s never worried much on the ramifications if her real self was uncovered. Unique Traits: A yokai in hiding, Shiratsuyu is a hebi yokai disguised as a qilin. As such she has all the traits that come with being one, but her lackluster magic is almost fully used up keeping her glamour up. If she’s worn out bad enough she has a real risk of it failing. Bullbreaker, her sword was never made to be used by ponies or most mortal races. Forged in an age long forgotten by other yokai, it's a monster of a weapon at six and a half fleet in length and weighing over 200 pounds. Even Shiratsuyu struggles using it and her only saving grace is the blade's magic that helps her swing it. For all non Yokai using this blade is almost impossible. Character Summary: Shiratsuyu wants to be a hero and is willing to give everything she has to prove her brothers wrong about her. Nothing seems to come easy for her yet she has pulled herself up words and overcome many hardships and obstacles. Yet she still feels far from her dream, for all she’s done she’s no hero yet. And so she pushes on relentlessly in her quest to stand atop the peaks of fame and glory as a true hero of the land.
  23. Nilaavin leaned his head down low as he looked deep in to the shy mare's eyes with strong focus. The things she asked... not long ago he’d feel insulted with such foolish things. Yet… It just marked yet again the unshaking fact his race was forgotten and dying away in to old mythology half remembered. He was the outliner of a cruel fate and it was in his paws to shape the last chapter. With a deep breath he leans his head to one side. “Sphinx is a name given to us by horse and pony, a name we embraced. It is fine to call us such as I know no other name for us.” pulling his head back up he smiled softly at the mare as he spoke more. “As for my size, I'm young and small. My mother was much larger than I am now, my father is larger yet.” He explained before holding a paw out to tap the mare on the nose. “As for food, yes… Do you wish to play a game?” ****Skiping Tempest this post****
  24. Nilaavin felt the bump and looked down at the pony. Yellow, pink and looked spooked out of her mind? Ah yes, flutter something. One of the heroes of this land or some such thing. Hard to not learn about them in passing, most of all living in the town they call home. Why the heroes of this land lived in this poor town he had no clue. But then he lived here as well now… Smiling at the ‘hero’ of this land he spoke a few short words in his native tongue, a small greeting in words older than every town in this land. Soon followed with words she can understand. “Do not whimper in fear, do not hide like the foal so scorned. I mean you no harm and sit here as guardian of this event so wonderful.” He says in a soft tone, not wishing to spook her more. In truth he did not care if she was scared of him. But for the sake of PR he can’t go about spooking the heroes of this land. He’d never hear the end of it from Blue. “Take ease, champion of harmony, I am Nilaavin. You are… Shy…” He trails off, oh what WAS her name? Shy something? Butter Shy? Stutter Shy? Why did they all have such insane names? ~~~~~~~~~~ Tempest nodded her head and gave the brick wall for a mare a playful jab to the shoulder. “Very well, best make ready. Even with the added condition I will not go easy on you.” With that she took her seat and smiled, much more happy with events. A good spare was just what she needed as of late.
  25. “Beef?” Draco raised an eyebrow at such a thing. “Well, be careful speaking of such things on my ship. We have six bovines on the crew and none of them take well too such things even in joking.” He says with a stern look of a warning but leaves the topic on that note. He leans back in his seat, looking at his claws and taping them together. “And not all with the blood of leaders are bad. Look at me, born from nobles and raised with the best schooling they can. I think I’m making good use of it.” He chuckled. “Maybe I can be the king of the seas some day. If I’m really lucky I will live longer than a few weeks as well!” He chuckled deeper and grins like a wolf. “I heard far overseas is a kingdom of the free, like this town but bigger. Richer. Led by seven sea kings. May just be a heap of dung but fun dreams all the same.”
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