I had a dream one night. I saw Equestria, her shoulders bare, her dress torn, her mane split and cut to near baldness. She said to me "Where do you take my legions, what will you do for me?" I told her, "I will march across the world, your legions will spread your greatness, and I will stop at nothing to make you strong and respected." She said nothing. I saw only suffering in her eyes. I then realized that treaties do not decide our fates, war is our judge. War will appease the gods, not peace. I am Equestria's Emperor, I will lead her to greatness. I will march her legions to the horizon and beyond. My name is Solar. I am the rising and setting of the sun.
You are the council and military commanders of Equestria. We will decide what will happen based on your choices. Here is the situation. Equestria is a small, newborn nation. The three races have formed an alliance to better themselves and survive in this world in the name of Harmony. But there are some who do not wish to see the three tribes united. The Unicornian League has declared war on us, and has raised armies to destroy our nation. Our army is at 10,000 strong but is split in two. The Council is currently debating on a declaration of war, and is also divided. The choice ultimately comes down to you. Good luck my emperor.
In the council chamber, several ponies were arguing. A unicorn with a magenta color mane and a purple dress raised her voice, gaining the most attention. "We need to make peace with the unicornia league. They have their own ideals and why should we kill them for it?" Several unicorns shouted in agreement.
A Pegasus wearing armor slammed hard on the table. His fur was tan with a brown short mane, and had side burns. "Of course the Unicorns look after their own, while leaving the rest of us out in the cold. I propose we launch an attack on their cities. Not only will we eliminate the threat, we will also expand our border and give our troops experience to fight future conflicts." Several ponies cried in agreement.
An Earth Pony with a blonde mane and blue fur spoke last, very casually. "War will cost us a lot of money and food. But what if instead of letting them march on us, let us send them a message they will never forget."
"Do not forget Earth Mother, if we expand, we will have room to grow more food, and better lands to do it in. The cost is worth the reward my dear." The Pegasus pony smiled smugly, thinking he won.
"I expect this kind of barbaric way of thinking from Pegasus, but Earth ponies? Perish the thought." Both races started shouting in anger while a few unicorns face hoofed or shook their heads.
"Mind your tongue Magenta, you may lose it." Magenta acted hurt.
"Oh my dearest apologies General Thunderstorm. I do not know what came over me." Magenta said sarcastically. This just angered the council further. Magenta always did believe unicorns were superior and deserved to be treated as such.
Meanwhile two unicorn stallions watched from their seats in the back. "She's at it again." The two unicorns were some of the main council members. "This means we will have to forward our plan. The council will not stay together with her talking."
"Agreed. I will inform the rest of the Unicorns." The one with gold fur, and silver mane walked off and left the council chamber. While that conversation was going down, the rest of the Senate was turning into a mob scene.
A dark red earth pony with a white mane stood from the Emperor's chair. He rose a hoof, the senators immediately went silent. "I have made my decision." His voice sounded young, yet full of wisdom.
