The Lone Knight

Chapter 3: Am I Alive?

All was well in the hills beside Ponyville. Gustav, Solaire, and I were roasting some Manticore meat we had hunted the previous day. It is also worth mentioning that it has been one month since we had recruited Solaire among our fellowship. I have since then gotten past my petty disagreements with Gustav, and have seen him as an equal to me. I have noticed that he has seen me in the same light.

I have also been talking to a mare named Lyra recently. She has helped me in speaking with the normal Equestrian dialect, though I am happy to say that I keep my accent from my homelands of the Walsh hillsides. Gustav has all but lost his accent as well, and he has kept his faith in Christ. So far, he has started a local Catholic church in the town civic center, and is proud to name it the "First Equestrian Catholic Denomination." He is a self proclaimed priest, due to him having a Bible when he was taken. Solaire still continues the pagan rituals of sun worship, though he is a very bright fellow, extremely quick to also include prayers to Jesus during his rituals. He continues to amaze me, due to him taking his situation so well. Solaire and Gustav have also begun work on a cathedral, and has enlisted the help of the local sect of followers. The numbers are at about one and a half score, though most of them are Earth Ponies, so the work is going along smoothly.

But I digress. It was a peaceful day, until we heard the sound of... it's hard to describe what it was actually. It sounded almost as if the earth itself was crying...

***A NEW CHARACTER HAS ARRIVED***

I had awoken in this strange new land about an hour ago, and I was not pleased with what I saw. I was no longer in my cave, practicing  my dark arts. No I was in a dark forested area. An area that seemed to almost... radiate dark energies. It was a nice feeling to my old bones, but I had to deduce why I had been sent to this new world.

"It does not look like anywhere from my home" I said aloud, my eyebrows furrowing. I decided that the best course of action would be to explore the immediate vicinity, and floated off towards the south. I looked around at what I might see, but it was all forest and grass. I did, however, smell the unmistakable stench of sulfur. That would mean  one of two things. I was near a swamp, or this area had a large sulfur based power supply nearby. I hovered towards the stench, and discovered that I was correct about the swamp. I continued to explore the area, until  I heard a faint hissing sound behind me. I  turned around, and saw a very large, and not happy, hydra staring  at me. I realized that I must be upon it's hunting grounds, and it see's me as a quick snack. I was able to communicate  to  animals in my previous world, so I was curious if I could so here as well.

"Halt foul hydra!" I commanded to  the beast. It stopped and looked at me almost quizzically. "Why are you  hunting me?"

"You are treading upon the groundsss that I control." It bellowed. "You ssseemed sssmall, but now I can sssee that you are more intelligent than you ssseem."

"Yes, I am a powerful necromaster and lich. If you do not allow me to pass through unharmed, I will turn you into my  thrall serpent ."

"Hmm... What isss thisss necromancy you ssspeak of? And what isss a lich?"

"I am a man who has surpassed the boundaries of mortal flesh. I am undead, and ever living! All of the dead are under my will, and I can even force my will upon the living! I am an unstoppable force, and am not to be trifled with. Let me pass, or I shall end you."

"I do love a challenge. I will fight you creature of two legsss"

After it had said that, one of it's heads tried to strike me, but had underestimated my agility. I easily dodged the strike, and retorted with a rather large fireball to it's head. The massive ball of fire cleaved right through the thing's neck, cauterizing it in the process. It roared a mighty roar, and charged me, but I drew my sword, and slashed it's  legs with  unholy fire. The monster was on the ground, crying in pain, as it begged for mercy.

"Please don't kill  me! I have much of my life to live!"

"Mercy is a foreign concept to me, beast." I said, as I started a spell that was to strip the flesh off of this hydra. I casted it, and the monster whimpered as it's very flesh slid off of it's bones. I casted a siphoning spell that would give me the essence of it's soul, empowering my already endless energies.

"Hail hydra now, bitch." I stated bluntly as I kicked the skeletal remains of the once magnificent beast.

I turned my attention elsewhere, smelling the delightful scents of love and friendship. Unlike other liches, I have gained a certain... affinity for the joy it brings to my heart. The fact that my necromancy stemmed from my previous occupation as a magical healer also gives me the warm fuzzy feeling inside. I strode toward the treeline, and low-and-behold a settlement ripe with happiness. It was a magical feeling, the powers of happiness granting me energies. I strode headlong into the town, only to see... ponies?

"Ponies?" I asked myself, my face probably looking like a combination of "realization of stepping in something" and "left the oven on at home."

"Sir?" A little colt, brownish in color, asked me.

"Yes little one?" I responded, getting as close to his eye level as I could.

"Are you here to help the others?"

"Others? What are you talking about little horse-child?"

"The others that look like you sir! Come on, follow me!"

I decided to follow  the little bugger, so I hovered next to him. He seemed to like the less violent stories of my endeavors, and in about half an hour, we had reached a small camp.

"Here we are sir!"

"Thank you little one." I patted his mane, as I used telekinesis to give him a butterscotch candy out of my satchel.

I turned, and saw a white knight, a pagan catholic, and the rowdiest Frenchman I have ever seen.

"So... Did I miss anything?"