Conquest Horizon

For days, there was no trouble. It was disappointing in a sense. No new loot, no new enemies to test his slightly turned up Golems. No new metals or materials. No new nothing. Nowa continued her work, occasionally getting updates from Clicky, Clanky and the Triplets on the ships condition. For the most part, it was a very tightly run ship under her sharp watch.

Book was doing something with Sieg at the moment, the two supposedly having a chat. More than likely over when they reached her home. Scrappy was relaxing by his seat in the bridge for the most part, and Kan was going over a few papers.

As for the herno’s, they were on the ships deck, outside in the strong winds and watching the land fly by them. He could see them now, Ash with her staff pointing with her hand over a railing of equestria’s wide and very much often green lands. Najat by her side possibly making offhand comments or even rarely, pointing things out she would see.

He didn't see Najat make any motion of laughing, but Ash did it a lot. Even once laughing out loud with a arm over the white herno in a comfortable comrad manner. Though he knew very well they were more than just comrades, they were close friends. Najat didn’t remove the arm, letting it stay there before miming the action herself with Ash. It was a unity he had not seen for a long time. (End)

It was also something that made him recalled of his former Clan. His Clan Head….his true name. How long has it been since he last heard it? How long was it since he had that sort of connection with another beside Scrappy.

I can’t even use my actual name anymore...not since I am Exiled. a frown on his face as he grip on his chair, feeling...he didn’t know what he felt. Anger? Irritation? Stagnation?

….regret? Pain?....loneliness?

I got Scrappy. he thought over, but another part forcfully reminded him, that Scrappy was just one. Once he had hundreds to call brother, sister, uncle, aunt….family.

Now he was alone but with only one. (Done)

“Get on inside you two.” Phobia felt his thoughts being harshly removed as Nowa used the comm’s gem by her little spot to speak to both herno’s outside. “Storm’s brewin’, I can see it in those clouds. Won’t be strong, but ya be as wet as two drown cats if ya keep out there.”

Both of the felines seemed to choose there and then to make a hasty retreat indoors before the clouds reached them. Nowa hung up the gem and continued to fly the ship while saying, “well, looks like we’ll be goin’ to that little village, ey?” Looking back to the strip and saying, “Ya know… as nice as this little pleasure cruise is here in Equestria, I hope we don’t stay too long. All this peace an’ quiet gonna make me be itchin’ for a excitement sooner or later.” (End)

Snorting, the Stripe Told. “Yeah, we might as well head more west, or south...or north. Maybe north?” Said the Stripe as he thought a bit, forcing his thoughts to not think of the past, and focus on the now.

“Maybe we can start hunting more pirates and slavers— double our income and materials gathering...Maybe go to the Griffon kingdoms to see what we could gain.” Mused the Stripe. (Done)

“Griffins eh?” Began the maroon mate in thought. “Well, I haven't been up in those parts. Would need map’s to navigate the place a good bunch. An’ get things looked at er the cold.” Turning to look at him and tell, “Used to have a crew that went that way. Say that if the ship ain’t ready fer the cold durin’ a bad storm? Turbines and parts would ice over outside an’ the landed ship would be grounded.” (end)

Furrowing his brows in thought, he heard Scrappy add in. “Would be logical to make the Destroyer of Hopes and Dreams ice-proof. Upgrade golems to survive against harshness of cold, including myself.”

This made Phobia focus on the unit, as he thought over and told. “New plan. Head up north, look into towns or cities— and find means to get my things cold-resistance!” (Done)

Rolling her eyes, Nowa told, “Ain’t that simple, ya twitchy idiot.” Turning her head to actually give him a good long hard look. “Do ya even have the first clue what a Ice storm is like? Cuz I in hells gate don’t, an’ I don’t got any of me old crew on hoof.” Half saying to herself, “pretty sure they died when me other ship blew up…” Then waved off to go on. “If ya plan to go that way, we’ll be needin’ some expert help in makin’ sure this ship’s equip t’ handle it. Maybe get a book on the subject, Equestira’s got all sorts of knowledge. Might find somthin’.” (end)

Ignoring her insulting him, he lean back and thought over, thinking on the ‘ice-storms’ and knew despite his genius and his superior ship and crew? Natural environment was always the biggest hurdle. Even more that he felt he was set back with recent changes like the two Hernos on the ship.

Or with Book and Sieg requesting this drop off…

Or even learning more on things that he was still learning on the world. Overall, he has much to research, far more than he ever thought….maybe he could look into the library in that village? Might held some information. (Done)

Unaware of his thoughts, Nowa went on saying, “me skills should be still topnotch while in a place liek the Kingdoms. Bu’ I ain’t thinking about rushin’ in headlong. Be dangerous to do something hardylike that.” Working on in thught. “Desert storms? Handel those before. Ocean storms, had me fair shair of ‘em. Even a few rare hurricanes, twisters an’ hail. But icestorms?” She chuckled, “well, I may got to compromise and set the ship down an’ wait fer those to pass. Skill’s only so good.” (end)

Thinking it over, he agreed. “You're right...which is why I need to read up a few things for ice-storms, maybe gather what we might to make the ship secure..” then told. “Until then? We might go to the few Equestria cities to gather information and equipment,” then grinned to Nowa. “And while I gather a idea or two? We could head down south to hunt a few more ships for more supplies and materials.” Thinking it over as he added.

“Maybe while we’re at that village, I can read up what I’m able.” Then shrug. “But it’s doubtful I’ll find much.”

Rolling her eyes to this, Nowa told, “well if ya are so worried, why not search fer someone that can actually help ya with the ship.” Going on while making a turn through what will be a somewhat onary storm. “Sure ya are good, and made a real beauty of a ship. But why not get some other pair of hands or hooves that knows a thing or two on ships. At least help fix’er up when I start shouting for maintenance checks.” (end)

“Are the Enginners not enough to assist in making sure the ship is within acceptable systems?” Questioned Scrappy as Phobia frowned.

Sure there was something beneficial for other's to work on his ship….but work on his ship!? Allow them to possibly steal from his work? His golems work?! Especially when they’re nearly not at his level of intellect? The only ones close were his own kind! (Done)

“Listen hon.” Started off the experienced sky-captain. “Your tin cans? Tehy’re good for doin’ just that. Matainin’ the ship. But you know what they also lack? Creativity.” Going on to roll a hoof in the air, “I’d wager ten gold that if there was a fight an’ one of the pipes blew down in the engin’s, the first thing they’ll be wantin’ to do is me to land the ship to safely patch it up.”

Shaking her head, the mare told, “not my crews. My engineers? They knew landin’ was bad so they got creative an’ found ways to keep the ship flyin’ with what we got on hoof, even if we were low. Ain’t a matter of how well oiled or maintain the ship be, it’s a matter of gettin’ a good set of hand’s or hooves to keep an eye on the parts and twike them when somthin’s wrong an’ ya don’t got the luxury to do serous work.” (end)

Scrappy consider this as he had to agree. “She is correct. You are fully busy in research, development, golem craft, planning, as well as improving the golems. You are fully busy as it is. As well as being the Leader of this operation, you are required to stay in the bridge at all times if there is a need of commanding orders.”

Running the numbers as he soon spoke. “I suggest to allow Navigator Nowa and Kan to seek potential help of enginners within Equestria, or in Arabia cities. They are able to tell who is a able engineer or who is a worthless one.”

Phobia furrow his brows in thought, not really liking this...but both Scrappy and Nowa made a huge point. If anything he had no choice but allow other enginners to come onto his ship. Even more with how big this ship is. (Done)

Tapping the wheel, Nowa said, “well… there is this one engineer I know in Arabia.” Fluffing her mane and listening to the small telling booms of thunder. “He’s a real burly sort, not much a talker, an’ keeps to him work lot’s.” Then laughed, “but you’ll bedamned to say he ain’t good at his job. Old bull’s been workin’ on ships since his dad smithed the metals fer them. Used to build an’ work on ships, can guarantee he’ll know how to work on this girl!” (End)

Thinking a bit, Phobia Asked. “That good, huh?” Then Said. “Think he’ll be interested in working for me?” (Done)

“Maybe.” Nowa spoke with thought. “Been in arabia workin’ fer some guys that build ships. Bu’ I’m sure he’ll drop the job if he see’s the coin’ I’m offerin’.” Then looked back to wink, “you not worry about your stack of shilling’s, this one’s on me. I know the guy, so he might take what I’m givin’.” (end)

“Right,” Spoke Phobia as part of him not feeling trusting of this enginner...but could somewhat trust Nowa words as he said. “After visiting the village, we’ll head to the city where this old timer is.” Looking at the passing storm as he pat Scrappy head some as he thought on the golems to craft on, as well as resupplying the gemstones...maybe try to find those famed ‘rock farms’ Kan remarked Equestria had? (Done)

There was a chance of gaining gems from them… though he might have to consider using some gained bit’s for the transaction. Turned out that bits had a higher value than the shilling’s he had. They came in the same copper, silver and gold values…. But only concerning the rim, the coin for the most part was gold.

Though admittedly there was a secondary option of Ash… she was a geomance and one that apparently used her skills to possibly find gemstones-- if her ‘payment’ from before had anything to say about it. (End)

Although there was another problem….would she give him gemstones in exchange for payment...he partially doubt she’ll say yes due to him and Najat...even less since she would be resupply his Soldier ammunition. Shaking his head some, he’ll consider Ash as a last resort if he couldn’t find this farm.

Even more if it turns out she’ll say no to him. (Done)

Standing before the ramp that lead outside, Najat watched with a straight and very well kept mask of calm over the town they had landed not too far from. There was a fair amount of trees near it, and really they had to land a distance out for the large ship. She knew that Ash had gone out to get a little look around, but she herself waited for her own reasons.

Turning her head at the sound of hooves, Najat faced forwards again and waited for a moment. Both Sieg and Book trotted up, a large field of grass before them and some trees that were between them and the town just beyond them. Waiting for a moment, Najat asked, “are you certain that you only wish for Sieg-san for this, Book-san?” Turning her eyes to peek at the mare. “Ash-chan and I can still come along, if you have need of us.” (end)

Taking a deep breath, looking at the field of grass, Book nod her head firmly. Glancing down to the bandana on her neck, as well a simple blue dress. Talking up the Herno suggestion, and Sieg agreeing that a dress might be best for the mare.

“I’m certain Najat. While it’s nice for you to offer help?” Talking another breath as she look ahead. “This is something I need to do with Sieg.” Then added in a joking tone. “Not to mention you’ll gain looks if you come with us.”

Sieg nod as he assured. “We will be fine, Najat.” (Done)

Giving a simple nod, Najat told, “if there is anything you wish to discuss, Ash-chan and I will be here awaiting your return.” Then made her steps off the ship to find and perhaps join Ash in her little walk around the field. It was rather pleasant outside and she felt she could use the walk. (End)

Book Nodded some, as she took her first hoof up to leave the ship, did Sieg walk beside her. Looking over the fields, Book recalled this entire place was burning, the screams, the sounds of fighting...it felt so long since she recall those memories.

Sieg merely stay close, wing around her if she need to lean on him. He could tell that her emotions were wild, moving from nervous, to fear, to uncertainty...but one thing what was for certain, was the firmness in her to see her home again.

He could tell this was a large experience for her, especially in seeing her home again after years. As Book took another breath, she kept moving her hooves. Going bit by bit to slowly see the edge of the village.

The mare hesitated, for a brief moment as she look at the edge...but feeling the stallion muzzle touch and gently squeezing her side, did she remind herself he was here for her. So she began to take more steps, going more and more as the two saw more of the village itself.

It was...normal. Buildings seem fine, ponies moving around...it was like the attack never happen, no one got taken...intact it look a bit larger village. Book took a deep and steady breath, moving slowly with her faux stallion as she look to a passing mare and spoke in a steady tone.

“Excuse me, but does...Lavender Sweets still live here?” The mare pause and hlance as she look over the two, not recognizing them as she nod.

“Yeah, she lives just by the north part of the village, with that red roof.” Then asked. “Are you some sort of noble mare here for her flowers or something?”

Shaking her head, Book told. “No...just here to see her, that’s all. Thank you ma’am.” Then move with Sieg as the stallion could feel the building up feelings within her body. She felt like staying to just look around, but another part wanted to keep moving.

Book was trying so hard to not stare, the last time she saw this place, was when the raid happen on her home. It was...overwhelming to say the least.

Sieg did his best to ease her worries, as she felt his constant nuzzling and easing her with his body close to hers. Book was thankful the changeling was here with her, she had no idea how she could do this alone.

However as they kept moving, they were given looks, mostly of curiosity and glances. It made Book shift more to Sieg, as the faux Pegasus rest her worries, mostly in nuzzled to her mane. He knew they were given looks since they were new and came out of town. Sieg kept close as they were nearing the home.

Which was also a shop, calling ‘Sweet Fragrances’. As the two stare at it as Book took a deep breath and Said. “This is it...it look...look like it hasn’t change much.”

Sieg merely nod, as he waited until she was mentally ready for this, standing beside her as she took another breath and Told. “I’m ready.” Nodding with her, he walked with her to open the door, and seeing a shop fill of flowers, roses, everything plant like. Book look over to see a few ponies either buying or looking over some flowers as they saw a older mare at a counter. Her horn glowing to pass the flowers as she look in her 40s, having a light brown coat of her own, light red mane on her head and blue eyes as she said with a smile.

“Thank you, have a nice day!” Giving a brief smile, but to the emotionvore, he could feel it was fake with her emotions being exhausted. As if this was another long day.

As she let buyer move, Book began to trot up with Sieg as the elder mare look to the two ponies with that false smile on her face. “Hello there, how may I…” stopping as she look at Book face and felt…

Sieg could feel that the older mare felt like she knew Book as Lavender clear her throat and spoke in a strain tone. “E-Excuse me, I...I’m sorry, but you look so familiar that,” trying hard to remain calm as She managed to say. “Have we met before?”

Book took a breath and spoke. “Hello mom...it’s been 12 years...but I’m home.”

Sieg could feel the shock, the slight influx of emotions as she stare at Book...then started to tear up as she said. “Oh…” slowly moving a hoof up to gently touch the younger mare cheek as she said. “Oh my sweet little filly…”

And Sieg nearly had to move back as both mother and daughter began to hug over the counter, crying their eyes out as he tried not to wince. Feeling so much emotions of positive? Negative...it was hard to say.

One thing Lavender was certain? Blaze kept her promise to the mother. Her daughter was back home. She was finally home.

And she look so pretty too.

After declaring the shop to be close, Lavender nearly dragged the two, mostly Book to their home. Crying and holding the other more for nearly three hours, while Sieg tried to make tea for them.

Mostly to ease their emotions as the two managed to calm some…

Now the hard part was to explain what happen. As Book had to explain the lost years. On how she grew up, on Her being found by Sieg— who the mother scrutinize and question their relationship now as Book quickly assure she’s a free mare and they’re in a relationship.

While Sieg can claim he’s able to remain calm against the toughest of scenarios...facing a mother with her emotions nearly focusing on him? Was difficult.

Book managed to continue on, as it was a hit on Lavender emotions to know Blazing was dead….even more she had a filly. Thankfully the filly was….Safe.

But one thing was certain. Book was not going to enjoy telling her mom this. “Mom...I know I’m back, and I’m happy I’m here...all I can do is visit.” Sieg tried his best to not visibly wince, feeling the downpour of fear from Lavander.

“Please don’t go!” Nearly cried out the mother. “I just got you back…” then look to the two, mostly her daughter and went on. “Couldn’t you stay here? That way the suspicious stallion won’t try anything on you!”

harsh….But considering I was her former master…. thought Sieg as Book giggle and assured.

“Don’t worry mom, I’ve made two good friends. Najat and Ash. They’ll be there to make sure he won’t try something.” Then added with a nuzzle. “And both are girls too.” While Lavender felt relief her daughter had friends, she gave a suspicious look to Sieg, as while he couldn’t fully blame her worries….

He clear his throat and assured. “I’ve also have a duty in the military. It is a demanding job.”

“Which?” Quieston the mother as her eyes narrow at him as he said.

“One That is part of a independent group and need constant watch.”

Throwing a hoof up, Lavender Said. “See? That’s suspicious!”

Book sigh and Said. “Mom, I’ve been with him for 5 months. He hasn’t done anythjng to me...not to mention it is a demanding job.”

Lavender frown as she said. “But I just got you...I don’t want you to leave.” To Which Book assured.

“We’re staying for a week, for a small shore leave.” Knowing it’ll also help Nowa get checkup on the ship. Lavender frown more….and asked.

“Can...can you at least stay here? In the house?”

Book thought and nodded, but held up a hoof as she told. “But, I want my special somepony close to me.”

While Sieg saw Lavender splutter and Looking to the two in shock, Sieg raise his forehoof and informed. “We’ve been sleeping together, just cuddling and that’s all. She’s used to sleeping with me since we have to save space.”

Lavender stare at them and sighed deeply, exhaustion filled her as she gave in. “Fine, but no sex.”

A blush on Book face as she shout out in embarrassment. “MOM!” To which Lavender sigh in relief.

“Embarrassed, means you two haven’t had any sex. That’s good.” Sieg raise a hoof to confirm.

“That is correct, I merely held her and cuddle with her.” Recalling the subtle threats of a white feline freezing him, without saying it. Sure they were good threats….but he was given worse.

Lavender sigh and muttered. “One good thing from him…” then look to the two over and wave a hoof at Sieg. “Why don’t you make yourself helpful and make some food— that is if you do make food.”

“Mom! Stop trying to demean my colt!” Insisted Book as Lavender Told.

“Nonsense, consider it light compare I will do if he does anything to you, Book.” Then lightly tease. “Now we have so much to catch up my little Bookie~.”

Groaning, Book shook her head, as despite the tones, Sieg knew the mother was catching up with her daughter time, and Book was talking all the time she could for the next week.

(Done)

Taking each steady step, Najat spoke to her friend with an inquisitive air, “are you sure we should be going in this direction, Ash-chan?” Giving the once more cowled and hooded herno a sideways glance. “I do not think it is truly necessary.”

Dangling her arms over the staff that was on her shoulders, Ash told happily, “oh come on, it’ll be an experience. When will we get to be in Equestria again? Might as well take in what we can before we leave to someplace else.” Eyes soon turning forwards and saying, “you have to admit, the city was a bit stuffy. I really do want to see what the village’s here are like.”

Measuring this in her thoughts, Najat agreed, she too was curious some. The lands of Equestria were much more different. A bit of looking around would be nice. They did only have a few more days before leaving. Might as well partake in the local’s lifestyle.

Still, after a moment more, Najat spoke, “you worry for Book-san?”

“Won’t hurt to check up on her.” Ash told with a simple affirmation. “And to make sure Sieg is still kicking. We have no idea how her mom took the info she’s dating her former slave-master.” Then chuckled, “I’m pretty sure my mom would get her honor blade out and demand what they did to my purity.”

Najat felt her lip twitch to this and nod, “it would be an appropriate response.” Both continuing until they reached the village. Though the mere sight of the two was something to cause long looks. Not that it bothered either, they knew that herno’s were possibly something they had never seen before. Though Najat had a feeling it was partially also the fact Ash hardly looked honest with her dark robes and hooded cowl.

At the very least, Najat herself looked more normal, if not proper. Though looking about, she remarked, “we should find out if there is a local tailor with cloth. I could use some new wears than what I currently have.”

“Yeah… one spare change of clothes just isn’t enough at times.” Ash agreed. “Even more if we’re in our underwear and one of the guys might walk in on us. Sure it hasn’t happened… but I know one of them is going to become a icicle if they somehow walk in on you.”

“There is a reason doors need to be knocked on or locked.” Najat told cooly. “Now… where to begin?”

Looking around with sharp eyes, Ash moved and used a foot to tap the side of a passing stallion. He slightly jumped at the look of the two, even more with one looking the part of a possible theif or criminal. Though with a carefree tone, Ash ask, “yo. Happen to know where… uh…” then turned to ask, “we ever get the mare’s name?”

Glancing, Najat informed, “Lavender. Lavender Sweet.”

Nodding, Ash went back to the stallion, “know a mare called Lavender Sweet and her place?”

Wearily, the stallion pointed, “yeah… she lives that way. Hard to miss her house, florist and all…”

“Thanks pal!” Cheered out the dark feline and making a B-line for the home. Najat spent a moment to give a nod of her head to the stallion before both moved for the home. Which was slightly on the edge of the village, but not too far out. Being the first up at the door, Ash raised a hand and knocked a ew times before resting back on her staff. Najat moving to stand beside her friend and wait. When the door opened, the elder mare there blinked a few times in… confusion.

With a wave, Ash greeted with a lazy, “Hey’a.”

Najat was a bit more formal with a inclined head and saying, “Lavender-san. It’s a pleasure to meet your acquaintance.” (end)

Looking at the two, she asked in slight caution. “Hello...I’m closed for the day, ladies. A recent family matter came up and i want to enjoy what time I’m able to.” (Done)

“We are not here to purchase any goods, Lavender-san.” Najat spoke calmly. “We merely have come to check on Book-san and Sieg-san.” Moving a hand from her sleeve, Najat introduced, “I am Najat. And beside me is Ash.” (end)

While part of was surprised that these were the friends her daughter talked about? A suspicious look came on her face as she said. “Sieg?” Eyes narrowing as she quickly turn to trot back in, as within a quick moment they heard her called out. “Book get away from that changeling, now!” (Done)

Both herno’s cast looks to the oher before deciding to walk in, Najat closing the door gently behind her with Ash saying, “well… sounds like Sieg is alive for now.” Then thought for a moment and asked, “do you think he had a covername?”

“If he did, he forgon telling us.” Najat spoke simply. (End)

As the two went deeper, they heard Book Said. “No mom! He’s safe! He won’t hurt me!” As they were given the sight of Book horn glowing, having a bubble barrier around her and Sieg, the later held a exasperated expression with a tray of tea cups as he look to the two and remarked.

“I should be annoyed about this...but this would of happen sooner or later.” (Done)

He could just tell by her emotions, that Ash was grinning. “Well, a thing I might have forgotten to mention us Hernos? We’re a kinda are a honest bunch.”

Najat seemed to pitch in with a nod. “We rarely deceisve others or give falsities. It is considered shameful to be dishonest towards others, or to lie in the faces of many.” Looking to him, Najat continued, “we are willing to overlook your situation, as it is needed. Much like how Ash’s cowl and hood are often called for her safety.” (end)

“I feel so thankful.” Slightly snark the faux stallion, looking to Lavender pawing her hoof down, horn glowing as Book told with a stomp hoof.

“Mom! Sieg won’t hurt me! He’s not like that!”

“But it explains so much, he’s manipulating you, Book! Maybe even mess with your mind like the rest of them!” Told Lavender. (Done)

“Oh, if that was going on, I’d notice.” Ash spoke in calmly, making all eyes, even Najat’s turn to the darkly clothed cat. “I can kinda notice stuff like that, even mind control. Getting people out of it is a whole other thing, but I’d notice it if Book was being manipulated like that.”

Raising a brow, Najat asked, “I was aware you were adapt at magic now, but since were you able to do that?”

“Oh yeah, did I forget to mention I could do that?” Asked Ash. “I learn so many things, tend to loose track.” Continuing to get stairs all around. “What, is something on my cowl?” (end)

“No, more like you once more neglect us something out of convenience or since your a bit mad in the head.” Stated Sieg as he spoke on to Lavender. “Not to mention I am unable to do that. I have no training or understanding in Influence Arts. All I am good at is strategy, planning, and the occasional facehoofs.”

Eyeing the male some, while raising her head as she demanded. “Remove the disguise. Now.” Sieg sigh, but complied as he removed it and Book Said.

“There Mom, happy? Can you please stop focusing your horn in a attempt on killing my changeling?” (Done)

Nodding along, Ash added, “yes, please. I think Phobia would be a little annoyed to know his military pal got deep fried by Book’s mom.”

Elbowing Ash, Najat spoke, “Ash-chan? Silence for a moment.” Getting a surrender of hands from the feline. Accepting this, Najat turned to Lavender and told, “you have little to worry of, Lavender-san. I have watched Sieg and see no true deceit in his actions towards Book-san.” looking to the changeling to tell, “if there were, I would not have been so lenient in allowing him near her so often.” (End)

While Lavender gave a low snort, Book insist. “It’s okay mom, Sieg is a good changeling! Sure a bit old, but—“

“How old?” Quickly Questioned the mother as Book sigh in defeat and answer.

“31.”

“He’s younger by 11 years of my age! And you think he’s good for you?”

Stomping her hoof, Book told. “Yes, I do. Sure he’s a bit older than I am, but it also means he’s a bit more controlling on his actions. Even more on caring for my well being.” (Done)

Sighing some at the drama that was going on, Najat felt reminded of why the herno’s had their traditions. All of this was so easily avoided with betrothal marriages and set-familie meetings to make arranged marriages.

Deciding to speak up, Ash said, “I get it, you really don’t like this.” Getting a half-glare from the older mare. “But Book’s a mare, now, she’s going to make her own choices.” Pressing on with, “and she’s got us. If Sieg does something? Najat can just put him in a ice block. She can do that you know.” (End)

Book giggle and agree. “She can. and they’ll make sure I’m fine. Not to mention Sieg known better.” Glancing from them to her daughter, did Lavender asked.

“You certain?”

Book nod firmly. “I am.” After a few moments, did the horn of Lavender stopped glowing as Book lower the shield. As Sieg horn glow, placing tea around as he said.

“Maybe now we can enjoy some tea..” Then added to the two. “Also as a side note, my cover name is Whirlwind. Simple name.” (Done)

Ash gave a nod, though soon said, “I should write it down somewhere…”

“I’ll remind you.” Najat told soundly before addressing to the ponies, and one changeling. “Since order has been restored, and that we see you are in good health Book-san, Ash-chan and I will be looking around town in search of a tailor shop for some cloth.” Giving a bow and finishing, “good day to you all.” Turning and seeing herself out.

Waving, Ash told, “try not to annoy the mom, Sieg. Nothing’s more dangerous than a protective mom.” Turning around and shadowing her friend out. (End)

While both relax...they heard the mother asked in a ‘sweet tone’. “Who’s Phobia?”

And while they were calm on the outside...they both internally blame Ash for dropping a name they didn’t mention at all.

thanks Ash, your such a good pal. snark Book as she knew there was...a lot the Both didn’t mention, for a lot of reasons.

(Done)

Ship raising and heading out for arabian sands once more, Book had to be glad that she and Sieg were able to evade her moth’s proding about Phobia, his plans or thoughts and…. Madness. IT was not easy in the least, but going with the ‘he is the captain of the ship’ explanation did its job.

It almost became a disaster when her mom wanted to look around on the ship for any problems it would cause her once lost filly. Book forgot how watchful her mother was…. Though as compromise, she had to promise to send back letters to home whenever possible. (End)

She was just her mom was strong enough to let her go, as much as Book knew her mom missed her? She had a life here on ship with Sieg. Not to mention it might be safer than anything else.

Her village safety if Herr Phobia found out his military commander wanted to stay in a village that is. She was glad that things were peaceful in the village for once. (Done)

But, that was behind her now. The choice to leave it and continue forwards was now what she had to look forwards to with Sieg. Though at the moment she wasn’t sure what that would entail. She had heard from Herr Phobia that they were going to be doing a little searching for some engineer that Nowa knew in one of the arabian cities. But besides that, nothing else.

So, for the time being, she went about learning from both Najat and Ash in how to be a much more proper mare. Things that, in a sense, were helping her to see there was a good amount she missed out on. And while it wasn’t required, Ash seemed to take her time in helping the mare catch up on a bit of education. Nothing fancy, but it was helpful.

While she was busy with that, Sieg himself found his work to slow a bit. Mostly not having much in the way of work. Nowa seemed pretty intent in getting them to the next city and picking up this engineer to help the ship out. Maybe give it a little inspection to see just how sky-worthy it was in his opinion.

Not that Phobia liked that thought. But at the moment, he was being a little lenient only because of the possible payout. (End)

In fact he was being a little lenient in a lot of things now ever since he had these newcomers come onto his ship. Nowa, Ash….Najat. So in a way, he was force to tolerate them all in his ship for the payout of later on.

The only thing that’s was a guarantee, was the fact he could make new golems to fill the numbers. He was however debating in crafting those new ones he has yet to make…

But they were a new challenge to make, as since they require large amounts of metals, as well runic crafting on their cores for their purposes and movements. Which was a challenge itself, as he couldn’t fly himself, nor could make the Hydra or Chimera Heads interconnect so easily. Hence he had to figure the problems itself before starting production.

Oh sure, he could start making the cores and work from there, but the fact was that he had to develop the programming for these golems in the first place. Even more with their uniqueness as their designated unit types. Making a golem was hard work, and making one with some intelligence was just as difficult of a process. Especially in getting them to listen complex orders.

Infact Phobia consider working on the golems were a good way to wait for any trouble to come, or at least a good way to focus on what’s before him than in his past. (Done)

“We’ll be makin’ landfall soon!” Nowa’s voice announced over the comms of the ship. “Buckle down and be readyin’ yourselves. Place got a pretty tight martial law by this sultan, best behaviour else this ship’s being impounded!” (end)

“Martial law? Guess this sultan will crack down on anyone…” Mused Phobia as he asked. “Is this city known for anything else beside the apparent ships that come here?” As well adding his question. “Because If this sultan has martial law, it means there might be other things than ships that comes and goes here.” (Done)

“What be the first clue?” Asked Nowa, “Listen, Kervail is one of arabia’s main military based cities. Arabia goes t’ war with someplace else? This is one of ‘em sultans you call on t’ send ships an’ arms t’ fight them off!” making a slight point as she said this. “Plenty of troops, plenty of guards. Only real outlaws even tolerated by ‘em are slavers. Rest get hanged at some gallows.” (end)

Talking this information in, Scrappy summarize. “Meaning we must keep low profile, no scavenging, no stealing. Must not allow sutlan to gain your ship, Phobia. Recommend to keep head down for increase of survival.” Scrappy was going to suggest for Phobia to check in the auctions…

But with both Najat and Ash here, he could not predict their actions, or means to make the new slave second guess the Stripe, potentially demanding her freedom to ‘save’ her.

Which would increase both stress, tense, and the irritation of his creator. Meaning Scrappy must remain silent for the time being. Phobia sighed as he pet the mechanical wolf head.

“Right, right….maybe I’ll find good metal to gains from here. Maybe get Kan to find good ones.” Mostly muttering this to himself as Scrappy suggested.

“Recommend to bring only knives and flintlocks, will hide superior weaponry from horses to not confiscate them for ‘dangerous means’. Also recommend to wear cover on form, in precaution Phobia gain a bounty of sort.”

Snorting, Phobia Questioned. “You think there’s a bounty out here for me?”

“There will always be a slight possibility for a bounty to be on your head, Phobia.” Remarked Scrappy. (Done)

“Anyways, just keep a low head. I’d just keep the ship someplace else an’ use a spare dingy or some smaller ship to go t’ the city, but we don’t got one.” Then seemed to say, “These lot can get touch. So keep outta trouble, or we’ll have a bounty fer sure.” Then disconnected the comms. (End)

Snorting some, Phobia moved in his room, mostly keeping the armor pieces on as part of him consider on buying or crafting a small ship or dingy to use…although the spacing within his battleship wasn’t able to hold a small ship.

hrm...maybe get a couple of dingy’s? Get a means of boarding a ship with my golems? But I doubt they could hold the golems weight. Might need another mean. holstering his flintlocks, making sure the weapons were magically charged as he grabbed his knives belt.

Once he finished up, he glance to the hanging cloak that was on a coat rack. Recalling he once used that roughed cloak when was first exiled. Thinking over it, the madman grabbed and cover himself as he pull up his cowl. While he doubt he has bounties?

He also knew anything he might or possibly could do would garner attention. So it might be best to keep his head down. Heading to the ramp area with Scrappy. The mechanical dog kept running through his processing power, going through any and all scenarios that were possible.

Good scenarios where his creator will have his luck reign. Bad scenarios to the worst possibility. Even the weird scenarios that while were a long shot?

Ash seem to be the definition of impossible and illogic to him. So Scrappy had to attempt the weird ones. Scrappy also knew that while slavers were tolerated and There were chances of auctions for his creator to purchase a slave?

Scrappy also had to remind himself that with both Ash and Najat unpredictability, as long they were on the ship? With their strict ‘honor system’ and with Ash being cunning and Najat having the ‘better than thou’ personality?

Adding with Kan possibly coming on his creator to belittle him much more?

Scrappy could tell that unless he could fully predict and could see the variables? His creator will have a far worse mood and a lighter pouch if the two Hernos interfere somehow.

And that will make Scrappy feel something new within him. Frustration. (Done)

That frustration was sometimes irritating to just feel, even more so when it all started with that white cat bitch that caused his creator no end of grief with her hooty attitude. In a sense, if she just accepted her place, then maybe she would still be by his side and Phobia’s stress levels would have gone down. But, by some stroke of inconceivable luck-- Ash found them and freed Najat all at the same time.

And now, by some twist of fate, Nuru had sent the two to them, due to some prophecy. And Najat was not one to question the monkey, due to the last one to ignore their prophecies ended up getting thousands killed.

It didn’t change the fact that since the herno’s became part of the group, they had caused no end of conflicts and confusion within his logical systems. Najat he could read for the most part due to older data. Ash on the other hand, was too erratic to make pure logical assumptions. She had a way to just do things at random without any hint of why.

So, for now, finding a slave might have to wait. Najat would definitely demand their release. And Ash? It wa hard to predict what she might do. He already figured that Ash had some small part in playing to Book freeing herself of her slave mindset-- though how was still not clear. (end)

However what was clear that his creator will no doubt be in a foul mood in either scenario. Causing his mood to lower more...and increase the scenario that gave him the feeling of dread. Already Scrappy was seeing small signs of this scenario, thankfully with his presence, it was push back.

But there’s only so much work, or invention, check-ups, or even plotting the Stripe could do. Even more looking at the females of the Hernos has started to both increase and decrease that chance of the Stripe demise.

What was worse as they were walking off in the docks with him close to the Stripe? Scrappy couldn’t find a long term solution to solve this problem. He didn’t knew if he enough data, lacking of data…or if he wasn’t smart enough to save his creator.

Scrappy was running everything on solving this, but no matter how many times he does it, he was missing or lacking the correct answer. He once consider Phobia to create a female with the body of a golem, and a soul from Kan collection. But with how lacking of detail Phobia had of crafting a ‘soft body’ of a golem, even lacking materials for such a thing?

It was a failure, even more with Kan might refusing to give up her soul collection. Scrappy felt that emotion of frustration even more. As while they were walking the streets, half of his attention around and listening to the Stripe, the mechanical golem felt like snarling and ripping at something just to feel useful!

One thing was for sure, he had to find a solution. Preferably before the condition got any worse than it already was.

Trotting in the streets that had a much more controlled order to it, Nowa told to Kan with a bit more caution. “Try not an’ con the guy if you can. Nic’s a bit of a traditional guy. You offer pay, he does work. We don’ need no fancy clauses or back-trackin’ words. Just tell him the job an’ the risks, he’ll weigh it with the pay. If he thinks it’s worth it, he’ll take it an’ won’t leave ‘till jobs done. He smells a whiff of tricks, we good as lost him.” (end)

“Nowa, I’m a business mare. I’ve done my fair share of work with traditional types.” Then joke in amusement. “Although we should keep it on the need to know business if he asked what our ‘glourious leader’ is planning to do.” Then rolled her eyes with a snort.

“Thankfully with the idiot preoccupy, we should have a good deal with the Minotaur. He might be a bit giddy to see advance ship like that mutt made.” (Done)

“I wouldn’t go sayin’ that.” Nowa told a bit slowly. “This ain’t your common smith or engineer. Used to be a former Shipbuilder for the holds ‘fore he transferred here to arabia. Some lord’s deal struck for riches.” Then shook her head adding, “anyways. He’s been buildin’ top-notch ships fer a few places. He might find Phob’s stuff intrestin’, but I don’t think he’ll be impressed.” (End)

“Considering he’s both a Minotaur and a old timer, I would agee. He’ll probably think the ship might be something the Equestirans made, But was stolen and was ‘improved’.” Remarked Kan, as she shook her head some and said. “But in either case, we might be able to grab his attention if we word it right and make it as honest as it could be…” (Done)

Letting out a breath, Nowa said, “just don’t expect much talkin’. The guy holds a conversation just about as well as a wall does.” Glancing to her right before sighing, “here’s the place.” Wandering up towards a forge that looked to be in full-blown production.

Walking in through the front door, Kan could see a few there smiths, mostly of Diamond Dogs, nearly slaving away at the metals and parts that would be later used for ships. None were slaves from what she could tell, but this Minotaur was quite the task master.

Moving up to the counter where a horse mare was going over a few papers, Nowa tapped her hoof on the desk to gain the horse’s attention to say, “Is Nickle Hoof in? Tell ‘em that Nowa’s here t’ see him over a deal.”

Lifting a brow, the mare rolled her eyes and told, “stay there.” Turning and leaving for someplace in the forge. While they waited, metal was worked and hammered relentlessly by the many workers, the smell of ash and heat thick. When the mare came back, she told, “Head back, take a right.”

Smiling, Nowa gave a nod and began to make her way back along with Kan. Both Being given the sight of even more dogs or even horses working away on the many parts and sheets used for ships. With a low whistle, Nowa commented, “oh boy. Last I be here, it was just a smaller shop. Looks like that ol’ bull made himself a livin’ alrght. Might not pull him away no matter how much we pay.” (End)

“A shame...but he could be a beneficial partner in trade or materials. We do have plenty of wood we need to sell.” Said the demoness in disguises. Looking ahead as she knew that it might work in their favor...although it would be annoying to keep coming here only to sell ship parts.(Done)

Coming around the next bend, Kan had to slightly crane her head up to take in the mountain of a grey minotaur that was Nickel Hoof. He was a pretty large bull to be sure, nearly reaching the 9 foot mark, and horns that definitely pushed him past that hight. To say he had muscles was a near understatement on Nowa’s part. The demoness was sure he was one of the much stronger minotaurs that could bend some steels with their hands alone.

He was finishing cooling a rather large part before turning his focus to the two of them. Without a word, he gave a nod and took the next hot steel piece to hammer out, Nowa seeming to take this as her que. “Nice t’ see ya again too, Nic’s.” Looking about to say, “been a busy bull ya been, haven’t ya?” Getting a grunt and a nod.

Nodding, Nowa went on, “so, I had this half-faver-half-job t’ offer ya.” Getting a slight glance from him. “Bu’ after seeing this place? I don’ be thinkin’ it’s possible. Had you sailin’ along with us on a ship.” He snorted and shook his head, eyes rolling as he did this. Nowa gave a nod, “I know, why I say it was. I don’t be thinkin’ ya can do it bein’ this busy an’ all.” Then scuffed a hoof on the stone floor to ask, “bu’ we can still buy some parts, righ’?”

Working on the steel a bit longer, the large minotaur wordlessly quenched the steel and waited before getting a good look at it. Nodding, he placed it aside and placed the hammer down before scrutinizing the two. Arms crossing, he gruffed, “Deal?”

Blinking, Nowa said, “oh, well, the deal bin’ that we pay ya a good cut fer the work. Engin maintenance, keepin’ the idiot engineerin’ team workin’ right. On-spot patchwork or repairs mid fight-- tha’ sort of thing.”

He gave a nod, but soon said, “contract?” Holding out a hand expectantly, apparently wanting to see and read it over. (End)

Raising a brow, Kan took the ‘honest’ contracts from her saddle bag, no strings, no clauses, no back-tracking BS. Plain, simple and forward deal to the minotaur to read. (Done)

His large hand took the almost small and delicate looking paper and the male began to read it over with a sort of criticism that Kan was more familiar with businessman to have. It probably explained his success, he wasn’t nearly as dull as some minotaurs were at times.

It took a while for him to read it over, but after a while, he seemed to hand it back to Kan before saying, “no.” It was simple, and got the point across. It made Nowa lower her head and nod with some resignation, knowing he was not taking it. She did lift her head when he told, “However, apprentice can.”

Pricking her ears, Nowa asked, “wait. Apprentice?” It was apparently news to her. “An’ ya would let them go with us, even with the whole….”

“Yes.” was his short response before turning and bellowing, “APPRENTICE!!” making both mare’s reel a bit back from his shout. And neither had to wait long, the clopping of hooves slightly sounding a bit over the hammering of steel.

Turning around a corner and half skidding, a more shorter, but still heftily tall 6’7” minotaur stopped by his side, giving a, “yes, what’ll you be needin’ father?” A slightly odd scot like accent to her.

Hand to her much more thinner shoulder, Nickle pointed to the two mares and told, “deal.” Then moved back to his work wordlessly.

Blinking, the women of a minotaur turned her focus to them, her slightly singed and unruly curls bunching all behind her with a brass like sheen. Fur looking almost like copper and a almost confidence radiating from her. Arms crossed, she asked, “so, what ya lasses be askin’ me in this deal me pop told me?”

“Father?” Nowa asked, completely caught off guard.

“That’s righ’, ya little half-pint hors-girl.” Laughed out the minotaur. “Me names Copper Wool. ninth’ line of me pop’s family line o’ hard workin’ smiths. I know the trade, them ships an’ all there is about steel.” Planting her hands to her hips, the women asked, “so, wha’s the deal an’ how long we talkin’ here?” (End)

Kan held up the contact as she said. “To summerize the deal in this paper? A good cut of work, engine mantince, keeping a good control over engineering group while the head engineer is busy. On spot patch work and quick repairs while in a fight. As for how long? Well...as long as needed, as this ship and It’s Captain is Looking at a long term trip.” (Done)

It was nearly snatched from Kan’s grasp and Copper more quickly ran over it with her eyes. All the while hotting off, “ya didn’t smell any of them fish with this thing, did ya pop?” Getting a gruff from the tall moutain of muscle. “An’ ya fine with this even when the two looin’ more shifty than a couple of back-dealers in a pub with no lightin’?” Getting a snort from her dad. “Since when were ya fine with me leavin’ anyhow?”

“When you bothered to ask to.” Retorted the father, seeming to half ignore her.

Nodding, Copper smirked and handed back the contract and told, “tell me the dock, the number an’ the ship an’ Ill be over more quicker than a five-hoovd goat knowin’ there’s a sale on hay in the tradin’ distrect!”

Nowa had to take a moment to catch up on the near quick-fire of words, but nodded and said, “Uh, right. Well be sure t’ tell ya. Bu’ maybe it’ll be best we lead ya there, girl.” Turning to look about to add, “Maybe you should be packin’ ya things?”

Nodding, Copper told, “An’ I’ll be doin’ that. You two jus’ be sittin’ there all pretty like while I get me tools then.” Waving off and rushing back inside the large forge.

Nowa blinked and looked to Nickle Hoof for a long moment before saying, “this is payback for that prank I pulled when ya got drunk, isn’t it?” All they got was a slight smirk as the minotaur plunged another rod of steel into the water. (End)

Giving a low sigh, Kan Remarked. “Something tells me she’s going to antagonize the mutt and prod at him…” giving a low smirk of amusement as she said. “And I’ll be enjoying a small amusing skit with them both.” Then soon suggested to Nowa.

“We should probably use this time to buy parts, or at least some dingys we can store if we need to make short trips elsewhere.” Although She couldn’t help but added with a Cheshire grin. “So...what was that about a prank?” (Done)

Rolling her eyes and smiling, Nowa told, “had to deal with Nic’s over there bein’ drunk off his ass an’ me gettin’ a few of me gal-crew to hang all over him as if he had a nigh’ full of sex.” Chuckling out with, “Guy looked as if hells gate opened up an’ be ready to swallow him. Didn’ make sense a’ the time, but if that Copper be his little girl, than must got a wife that would of been steamed to see the sight!” (End)

Giving a low chuckle, she couldn’t help but ask. “Think this Copper might try to take apart the ship to learn it— or the ‘crew’?” (Done)

“Naw, if she be anythin’ like her pop there?” Motioning to the minotaur that was now ignoring the two. “Then I be thinkin’ she want to look at the shce-what’s-its before workin’ on it. Ain’t reckless to rip things up to figure them out.” (End)

Nodding some, she sat on her haunches in thought, thinking over the various parts and things...and soon thought on how much amusing it would be if the mutt, and the mechanical mutt would argue with her...or potentially on Copper disliking the Stripe.

It didn’t matter to Kan, mostly since this was all business, and she could care less of the Stripe attitude. All she cared was if his contract would be full or not.

Even more how much profit she was talking from all of this. and speaking of profit… Looking to Nowa as she ask in a dry tone, “you think the mutt is in some sort of trouble at this point?” (Done)

“Better not.” Nowa said with a level of seriousness that seemed uncommon in the free spirited mare. “This place ain’t the place to start causin’ trouble. If he did? We would need t’ book back to the ship, start her up and get before it gets impounded, and us either jailed or executed in the same hour.” (end)

Nodding she said. “Let just hope for once, he’s using some damned common sense. Or actual brains.” Then thought back to business as she said. “But back to the topic at hoof, we might need to buy some dingys if we need to park the ship elsewhere instead in the docking bay.” (Done)

“Next place, prices here can’ be murder on ships.” Nowa told with a bit of thought.

A city full of order was possibly a extremely rare occurance to come by. Or, that’s what Ash believe while she trailed along with both Sieg and Book. Najat having opted to stay on the ship, saying she wished to have some time to herself. Which worked out, since nearly everyone bare the golems were off the ship.

Looking around, Ash said, “almost reminds me of a slightly more open town in the holds. Not as crowded and a bit more controlled…” Than half said while looking at some guards, “aaaand maybe a touch of ‘balancing on a knife’ feeling with how the guards look at you…” But smiled behind her cowl, “but besides that, it’s not half bad.” (End)

‘Whirlwind’ nodded as he comment. “It is rare for Arabia cities to have such order. Most time there is a mix of chaotic or disorder.” Book slightly nod.

She kept close to him, as despite her free state, she felt a bit unnerved in Arabia. Especially more since it made her recall her times as a former slave. The gentle wing around her ease the unicorn, but still felt on edge.

She took a low breath and asked to Sieg. “What did you say we need?” Wanting to occupy her mind with something than around her as Sieg respond.

“Some cloths, some goods, and I believe some food? I doubt there is fresh food, so we might be eating pre-made food.” Then hum as he amended. “Or the current food we have on the ship now.” (Done)

Finger up, Ash told, “and I don’t know about you Book? But some fresh food sounds better than that other stuff.” And half gasped, “and if we ran out of normal food, we’d have to stop cooking lessens-- the utter horror!” looking ‘faint’ at the very thought. (end)

Giggling behind a hoof, Book told. “With how much we have, I doubt that’ll happen.” Then told on with a roll of her eyes, Leaning on her changeling Some in trying to relax. “Really, I think we have enough as it is… but with this new enginner coming, we might have another mouth to feed…” then hum in thought as she said. “You know we should be glad we got enough, even more with so much space on the ship.”

Sieg Snort in amusement as he remarked. “With how the luck been with Herr Phobia? We might have more mouths to feed before we know it.” (Done)

Chuckling, Ash told, “well you know what they say, the more the merrier!” Thigh half paused in her talking and ashed with a half turned head, “hey, is it me, or are people clearing out a bit more than normal?” Notting how some of the citizens were making some clearing of the streets. “Because…. I get the feeling we might need to, I don’t know… take a hint?”

Sieg could just feel the sense of wareyness and caution inside the people around him-- though it was not on him. No, it was focused someplace else. And despite Ash’s clueless and joking nature at the moment, he could feel the tells of alertness. Tracking the area of interest all these emotions were focused, he turned to look at a wide street not too far off. One with a fair contingent of guards and what looked to be a sultan-- or rather a prince from how wear of clothes.

Feeling a staff tap his side, and no doubt Book’s, both could get the hint from Ash they should probably get out of the way. Which, he agreed to. All three shifting and moving to the side to keep clear of the Prince and his 8 guard, more than well armed enough for protection.

While he eyed each and every commoner he passed, seeming to spare glances mostly at the vendors and shops, the horse gave a half-pause and focused on them. This wouldn’t have been so hugely bad, seeing as Ash would be a uncommon or odd sight maybe. But what bothered him was all that focus was being projected right at Book. (end)

He held the mare closer to him, as Book look to Sieg as there was a hint of protectiveness from him, she wanted to ask on what was wrong, but turn her head as the prince held a hoof up.

Making the guards pause as the horse look back to Book fully, examining her as the unicorn shifted a bit close to Sieg as for a moment, he stare as he tried to recall— Then eyes widen as he spoke. “I know you.”

Getting those around the three to suddenly shift away as the prince move with his guards, motioning them to move as Book felt uncomfortable, as Sieg felt the awareness the prince held, and the annoyance to the faux stallion as he demanded.

“Why do you have my gift without her collar and near you?” Book eyes widen in realization this was supposedly her new owner before she was taken, as Book wanted to say she wasn’t his...but felt terror took her voice as Sieg told flatly.

“She is not your ‘gift’, she is a equestrian citizen visitor, and my fiancée.” It made Book want to turn her head to look at him in surprise, but couldn’t with her unconsciously pressing herself against his for in need of safety. (Done)

Narrowing his eyes the Prince told, “I find that as a blatant lie.” Seeming to stand firm on this line of thought. “I was promised a gift, one that looks exactly like the mare that is by your side approximately six months in the past.” Holding himself high, he told, “she is a slave ment for myself. I will pay you 50 gold shillings for her return to me.”

Moving up, Ash spoke, “whoa, whoa, whoa. Settle down your highness.” One hand up and other firmly holding her staff. “I know this is all a really strange and surprising situation.” Folding that hand behind her back, and subtibly hiding it from view as it waved to both Sieg and Book to move. “But, she is from Equestria-- we just got done visiting her mom!” Omenting who knows how much information with that truth. “So why don’t we just calmly talk this out.”

Hearing a stop of a hoof and seeing weapons lowered, Ash asked, “I take that as a no?” Only seeing narrowed eyes. “Alright, alright, no need to… to…” Shaking her head before breathing in a few times… and sneezing. A purple, dark and glittering cloud seeming to just rush out from Ash-- and the slight signal from before making sense to Sieg to just run. (end)

Holding Book tight to his side by wing, he trot fast with the mare, rushing through the opposite direction as he planned to get back on the ship as the prince commanded. “Stop them! Arrest the outsider and that stallion! I demand my slave!”

While part of Sieg wanted to question how Ash did that, another half focus on running as Book stuttered. “I-I didn’t, didn’t knew that, they…” giving a quick nuzzle as he told.

“Run now, think later Book.” Already thinking of teleporting back to the ship, mostly since they were within close distance in terms of magical transportation. (Done)

He could hear a sliding and feel that Ash had stopped from running with them. He wanted to stop, but only heard, “keep running Wind’s!” The clang of weapons sounding as well as a few grunts of pain. “Don’t slow down!” (end)

Sieg grit his teeth, re-planning on the whole teleport thing, but had to hold it back, mostly to keep the illusion of his Pegasus disguise. As the two kept moving, Book pant a bit, but kept moving as they saw the signs of the docks.

“Almost there.” Told Sieg, as he kept a Constant sense of emotions around him beside the fear from Book. He stomach the fear as much as he could, seeing the edge of the battleship ahead and rushing through in the docks.

As soon as the ship was in sight? He grabbed Book in his forelegs and sped off in his wings, hearing her eep in surprise, but cling onto him with her forelegs tightly as he nearly force himself into the ramping area as he pant a bit.

Hearing Book trying to take in deep breaths as they still cling to the other as they were both on their hind legs, Sieg could feel the slight shaking body of Book as he made a quick check of emotions before shifting and teleporting in their room. As they landed on the bed, waiting for a bit to catch their breath and to help Book feel safe in his forelegs. (Done)

Part of him wondered what Ash planned to do alone-- or if she could even handle 8 guards alone. But at the moment his main priority was to make sure Book was alright. Then, he could consider thinking about Ash and the trouble she gotten herself into-- granted, even if it helped them get away. Ash probably made the right call on running-- the Prince didn't look like he was willing to talk things out. (End)

As he gently nuzzle and held the unicorn with a death grip on him, Sieg could feel the unicorn fear, her anxiety, her absolute terror of the situation...even a sense of relief and comfort that Sieg brought her here.

A part of Sieg partially wonder if Ash could get out of the situation, and if so? Could they escape with the Stripe still out? Will the prince assume they were on this ship?

There were so many questions Sieg wanted to ask right now...but the most important question was, “are you okay?”

It took Book a moment, before registering the question as she shook more and whimpered out. “No.” Pulling herself closer and tighter as she begged in absolute dread. “Please don’t let go.”

Sieg only means was to gently kiss her cheek and held her close, she whimper more, needing his touch, his presence— she needed her changeling to keep her safe and porotected.

And that what he was going to do.