Stalliongrad A Matter of Professional Conduct (ask for invite, open)

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“ Local hounds usually rely on Stallian or Kanine. Can provide at least one of these.”

Silversword watched the blacksmith carefully, idly wondering if his desire to help was for their good, or for his own. Did he believe that the two that offered to help him would run off with his product?

Why, the very thought! Silver bristled slightly, but decided to go with the thought that the stallion trusted the pair and merely wanted to help them.

Her head turned towards the armor-clad filly, watching as she introduced herself.

Glancing over the armor, she noticed a great many dents in it, and it didn’t seem properly fitted to the filly.

“Ah, so she wears the armor she means to return,” the mare thought to herself as she observed the two ponies in the room.

“At least it’s somewhere she can keep an eye on it..” She snorted with laughter, forgetting herself for a second, before composing herself again.

“No weapon, Kite?” She asked, standing. “You’ve gotten rather far without one. While it seems that you are best-suited to work with your armor..”

She crouched slightly, getting to the filly’s level. “What do you think about carrying a weapon, just in case? I haven’t dealt with Diamond Dogs very much, but appearing to be a bigger threat than what you really are is rather useful.”

The swordsmare glanced at the chocolate stallion. “Seeing as you seem eager enough to go, and strong enough..” Silver stretched out, wings shuffling under her cloak.

“I would be glad if you came. You know the surrounding area better than either of us. As long as you can hold your own, we ought to be fine.

Where would they stay for the night, however? It would take the blacksmith some time to complete fitting the filly, fixing her armor, and getting prepared for himself. Silversword could always go out and survey the area, check to see if she could get provisions somewhere (It would be tiresome work, walking all over in armor), or speak to other locals that were having issues as well, to see if they could offer any tips about Diamond Dogs.

There was the language barrier, however, and the gray pegasus wasn't entirely sure that the ponies of Stalliongrad would take kindly to her "poking" about, in search of information.

She sighed.

The blacksmith wouldn't appreciate two ponies idling about his shop all day, and Silversword felt that there were things to be done. But how? Without a mutual language..

Unless Hammerhoof could help?