Fallout Equestria: Pirates of the Wineighgos

     Before I begin to tell you my story I need to make it clear, I mean crystal clear. I am not a Hero. I don't do "Thrilling Heroics" like a "Big Damn Hero" I don't do things because of some righteous religious calling to action, or because its just the right thing to do, or even simply because doing good pays well. It doesn't mind you.

    I do things because I have to, because in the Wineighgos there are two things what a mare can do, and what a mare can't do. Like for example I can buck across the face this smarmy merchant for trying to undercut me on some stolen rum, but I can't let my crew starve to death because I chose to find a better buyer elsewhere. So keep that in mind when my decisions seem questionable, the alternative was not an option available to me.

   But anyway Introductions, Name is Scarlet. Scarlet Seas and I am a number of things, I've been called Criminal, Pirate, Fool, Friend, Lover, and Leader, and this is my story, a tale of...nah I won't spoil what lies ahead for all you lovely mares and stallions looking at these words.

   All you need to know is that everypony dies in the Wineighgos but not everypony lives.