The Witcher 3 -DLC: The Witcher of Equestria

by MrAquino

Rating: teen
Tags: Mystery, Comedy, Adventure, Random, Crossover, Dark
Length: 31036

A comment driven story where Geralt of Rivia, a famous Witcher, and his steed, Roach, lands in the land of Equestria... as ponies?

Equestria is at risk from a growing winter. Even after befriend the Yaks from Yak-Yakenstan, turning more into a parasitic friendship than a mutual one for the ponies, the winter still grows, becoming stronger with every day passing. The princesses fear something is causing this, and after losing a large amount of soldiers to stop whatever is causing this winter, Celestia fears they need only one person to stop this. Not wanting anypony to risk their lives and/or become corrupted, she doesn't summon a hero who'll most likely die trying, but instead, summons a professional.

In another world, inside the Northern Kingdom, it has the professional Celestia needs: A Witcher named "Geralt of Rivia". Summoned to Equestria, Geralt must find out what's causing the winter, help out the ponies in any way he can, make a profit for himself, and get used to having both the body of being a pony and his steed finally speaking. This isn't going to be easy.

I apologize in advance for not being a hardcore Witcher fan and not knowing everything in the games. Just played the third, that's it.
All options aren't limited (I.E. Amount of Gold and Sign Intensity). All choices are what you, the player, choose and face both rewards and consequences.

Edit: 2/16: FEATURED!!! WOO HOO!!! *Dances*

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2016-04-03 16:26:25 UTC

Another day, Another adventure

Most ponies saw Canterlot as the place of sophistication and royalty, and while they were right, they also looked over that, despite being ran by two god-like rulers and are safe from many of Equestria's creatures, they were still at the mercy of nature. The streets boomed with life as ponies made their way around the streets, going to whatever it is they needed to do, but the thing that was different was the snow falling from the sky. It was normal for Canterlot to receive snow, but during summer, this was unheard of. Most would assume that it's some local pegasi or an accident happened at Cloudsdale, but the traveling city of Cloudsdale was nowhere to be seen, and many of the pegasi preferred the warm sun instead of the snow. They assumed it was nothing, but as the saying goes, 'Ignorance is Bliss'. Princess Celestia, the ruler of Equestria & controller of the sun, watched from one of the windows, seeing the snow fall to Canterlot.

It's getting closer. She observed This is not meant to happen! Oh please, let them be- the door opened, as one of her many guards entered.

"Your majesty!" he huffed, running to Celestia. "Your men! They're... they're-"

"Are they alright?" Celestia asked, trying her best to stay calm.

"...Only one made it back."

"May I see him?"

"I'm sorry, but he's badly wounded."

"Did he say anything?"

"The only thing he muttered was for his mother. Celestia, what was it that you sent a dozen soldiers for? What threat is coming now?"

"I... I don't know, lieutenant. Those twelve were my best men. What happened to the others?"

"...Two others were with our survivor. They couldn't make it; their coats were pale as their eyes, and their hooves cracked like that of ice. Whatever it is that did it to them, it's something we can't handle."

"I see."

"... Your majesty?"

"Yes?"

"Should Princess Twilight Sparkle and her friends handle this? Or, perhaps, you or any of the other princesses?"

"...Princess Twilight is busy at Ponyville at this moment, Cadence and Shining Armor are dealing with this threat with us, and Princess Luna is helping me with this threat. I can feel this winter's power. It's... much more powerful than most blizzards, and I fear that not even my association with the sun can help us out."

"...What are you going to do? And what is causing this?"

"...What is your name?"

"Uh... Lieutenant Crow's nest, ma'am."

"Remember the history of our land? How Hearths warming was made?"

"I do indeed. Heard about it as a foal, shared it with my kids. What does this have to do with this situation?"

"What were those creatures called. In the story?"

"... You're not say that... the wendigos are back, are you!? Shouldn't the flaming heart be working?"

"It should. But... I don't think they're strong enough to battle or even stop the heart. Something, or someone, is helping them."

"Do you want us to investigate?"

"...No."

"But your majesty-"

"I know what I said. I don't want to risk anymore lives than I already did, and I don't believe that Twilight and her friends will be able to handle this."

"Then... what are you going to do?"

"That... is what Princess Luna is doing." He tilted his head

"Care to explain?"

"Anypony can be a hero, and as much as we want to, we can't have a hero at this time, nor summon one. I apologize, but I've seen many potential heroes die before they make it to their goal. A hero isn't what we need, but a professional."

In another world, a village laid underneath nature's hard, pouring rain. Many of the homes leaked inside, children ran outside, not caring as their mother planted & harvested plants, and the men did whatever they could to fix their homes or make a living for themselves. This small village in particular was once terrorized by something that would come at night and kill their cows, ridding them of milk and meat, but not anymore. Approaching the village was a hooded man on a chestnut steed, and next to steed's side, hanging onto the saddle, was a sack, holding the decapitated head of the creature that terrorized the village, slowly bleeding. The village's leader saw the man enter the village and approached him.

"Oi! Witcher!" He yelled "Did you get the bastard!?"

"I did." the witcher replied, getting off his horse. "It wasn't easy, but your village's cows should be safe now."

"Well? What was it!?" The Witcher took the sack off and gave it to the village leader. He opened it to see a humanoid looking creature that had teeth that resembled knives, it's lips permanently curved into a smile, multiple scars across it's face, and pitch black eyes that, were it not dead, could look into anyone's soul. He cringed at the sight.

"It was a Nekker, big one might I add. Seemed intelligent enough to target your cows and grew larger than most of it's kind. If I hadn't come, not only would all of your cows be dead, but you all may have been mauled to death."

"Ech! Thank you, Witcher. We will never forget you." The witcher extended his hand out.

"My pay." The village leader nodded.

"Uh... yes! Pay, almost forgot." He took out a small bag that jingled with gold coins. The witcher took it. "Oh, I forgot about your name. What was it, sir?" The witcher turned around and mounted his steed.

"Geralt. Geralt of Rivia." He made his steed, Roach, gallop faster, and both man and horse headed back onto the road to another destination. Very people know of this, but despite Geralt taking on multiple jobs that would kill hundreds of men, he was on a single mission; Save Ciri from The Wild Hunt. To him, Ciri was the whole world: despite being a witcher and not being able to have children with any women, Ciri was like his daughter, and he wanted to make sure that she was safe, no matter who he had to kill and no matter what task was at hand. He knew Ciri was capable to take care of herself, but with Wild Hunt after her, she was going to need all the help she could get, especially if it was from her father. While this was his plan to find Ciri, it wasn't to be, as Roach stood on her hind legs and whinnied in fear.

"What the-!?" He yelled to himself, holding onto the horse's mane. "You stupid horse! What's wrong!? There's nothing-" A swirling vortex opened up in front of him. "Well, shit. Portals." He turned got off Roach and approached the portal.

Unless this is Yennefer or Triss's work, He thought to himself someone or something's gonna pay for- before he could finish his though, the portal began to suck him and Roach in.

"Damn it!" He turned around and tried to outrun the suction, but it was too strong, even for him. Roach ran as fast as her hooves could carry her, and Geralt was fine with losing another horse; it was already stupid in many ways and he had enough coin to get another. The suction, however, became more powerful with each second. He struggled, but with one bad footstep, he was sucked into the portal along with Roach.

Geralt slowly woke up to the sound of birds chirping and the wind blowing. He was blinded by the sun, making everything blurry, but soon, stood right up.

"Ugh... I hate portals." He commented to himself. Looking around, Geralt saw himself near a lake that was surrounded by a forest. Though the forest was dark, light came in around the lake, making the water glitter. "Where am I? And... why do I feel so different? Roach? Roach!? Ech, stupid horse." He placed his right hand in his mouth and whistled, but his hand felt more rounded, almost like a bowl.

"Master!?" A woman's voice asked in the forest. The clip-clopping of hooves were heard, and Geralt saw what was a horse approaching to him. When it stopped, however, it still was chestnut with a brown mane & matching eyes like that of roach, complete with a saddle & harness, It wasn't. For starters, it's eyes were much larger than what it should look, with three small rectangles popping out that resembled eyebrows for women that Geralt saw in many caves, and it's muzzle wasn't long, but very small, making it have a more round head than a true horse shaped head. The next thing Geralt saw was it's hooves; while the horse-like creature in front of him stood on four legs, it's hooves were fat & round looking, and on both flanks, it had a mark that had a saddle, mirroring itself on both flanks.

"Master!?" It yelled in that woman's voice. "Master!? Where are you!?" It ran around in circles, trying to find Geralt, though he stood there, completely shocked.

Is that... Roach? He thought to himself Why did she change? And... how is she speaking?

"Uh... Roach?" He spoke. The new Roach stopped, looking around.

"Master!?" she asked, looking around. "Where are you!?"

"Right here." Roach turned to see Geralt, standing a bit taller than him, but were nearly eye-to-eye with each other.

"...You're not Master."

"Yes I am. I'm Geralt of Rivia, the witcher that rides you, Roach."

"You... have his voice, but you look nothing like him."

"What do you mean I look nothing like-?" He looked in the lake but froze as he saw his reflection. He was now a horse like creature that the talking, changed Roach was, but with differences. The fist thing Geralt saw was all the changes for his new body: he still had the scar that traveled over his left eye and the other that was on the edge of his skull while hanging over his right eye. His eyes were the same yellow-orange, cat shaped irises, but, just like with Roach, they were larger than what any regular horse's should be, making himself look, though very embarrassing, cute than threatening. His hair was replaced by a mane, but it was the same gathered & tied behind style, white when he was human, and his face was still clean shaven. Popping out of his skull & mane, was a swirling horn that didn't look sharp enough to act as a knife, but act more as something to poke something with or have different abilities to it. His armor was nearly the same; he still had a steel sword & a silver sword in their sheaths, but he had no gloves, boots, or pants, but instead, the same fat & round hooves that, just like his eyes, made him look adorable. Looking behind, he had a long, white tail that matched his mane, and on both flanks, he had the Witcher Wolf as a mark. All over his body, he was covered in light gray fur. Geralt realized that he had became a horse-like creature.

"If you excuse me," Roach spoke, turning around "I must find my master."

"... I am your master!" Geralt shouted, snapping back into reality

"Oh yeah! Give me proof!" Geralt's horn glowed as he performed an Axii, one of his spells he uses to either get people to do what he wants or to make enemies his temporarily allies. This calmed Roach greatly. "...Master? Y-you're... different."

"Yeah. So have you, Roach. I can hear you talking now."

"Talking? That's what this is? Master, I've spoken to you multiple times, and never had you listened to me."

"Probably because we weren't the same species."

"What about the elves and dwarves, master?"

"...Ok, fair enough."

"Where are we, though?"

"I have no idea."

"This isn't the first time we've been lost, master."

"Yeah. Come on, we don't to encounter any Griffins or Dragons while we're here."

"Yes; They frighten me."

"Of course they do." Geralt took his first step, but fell into the dirt, face-first. "...ow."

"Are you alright, master?"

"Yeah. Just need to get used to having a body of an equine now. Hold still." Geralt leaped onto Roach's back. As a human, he would have no time mounting, but as a horse thing with a horn, it took him ages to try to get himself to sit normally onto Roach's back, and that's not including the fact that he now had to hold both harnesses into his mouth, all thanks to his lack of hands.

"Mmm... Master, you feel so... good on my back like that."

"Oh shushuh!" he spoke with the harnesses in his mouth. "Ge hoohee!" Roach Whinnied again and trotted her way out of the forest.

Whoever did this is going to pay. Geralt thought to himself I just hope Cirir and the others don't hear about this.

What world is this?

Geralt and Roach traveled the forest in dead silence. The sound of leaves cracking under Roach's hooves and the occasional bird chirp were the only things heard. Roach looked at her master, who didn't have the harness in his mouth, but was looking at his new body.

"Master?" she asked "Is something wrong?"

"Other than the fact that you're talking and I'm a horse thing, no, I'm fine."

"Well, you're a lot more quiet than usual."

"That's because of this!" He gestured to everything. "I've traveled through portals before, but never has one changed me entirely. The worst I've felt is the need to throw up and shorter hair, but that's almost unnoticeable."

"Oh. Well... I'm enjoying this!"

"Of course you would. I've changed and I have to deal with you now. I swear, I better get answers or else I'm-"

"HELP!!!" The scream of a girl was heard, followed by some growls of wolves. Geralt's ears twitch and he could actually where it was. That wasn't to say that his human ears couldn't find anything, but these ears were a lot more sensitive to noise.

"A child, master!" Roach exclaimed "We've got to help it!"

"Yeah... we have to." Geralt replied. He really didn't care if a child was in danger or not, but, for some weird reason, he felt that he'd get some answers. He grabbed the harnesses with his hooves, though not as well if he were a human "Move!!!" Roach ran as fast as her hooves could carry her & Geralt. Riding Roach as a human was fine & normal, riding roach as a horse himself was weird, riding a galloping Roach as a human was normal, but riding a galloping Roach as a horse was probably the most uncomfortable, and dangerous, thing he's ever done. Though he didn't see, Roach was in heaven as he held onto her and fantasized about the experience going one more step. She snapped out of it when the sounds of Wolves howling & growling were close to them. Both Geralt and Roach saw the problem: a lone, yellow filly with a red mane & pink bow cowered in a corner as a pack of seven Tree-wolves were ready to kill. Geralt quickly analyzed the situation.

Hm... wolf/tree hybrids attacking a horse-like-creature as me. Perhaps she was screaming for help... why did I call it a 'she'? Nevermind. Better use the Igni sign on these, and perhaps a silver sword. Now, how do I-?

"WOLVES!!!" Roach screamed as she stood on her hind legs. Geralt fell off and Roach ran away from the tree-wolves, who turned their attention to Geralt. He stood right up, seeing the beasts approaching him.

"Damn Horse." He commented to himself. His horn glowed as he unsheathed a silver sword out and held it in his forelegs as he stood on his hind legs.

Huh... I feel kinda normal. One of the wolves charged at him, snarling. Geralt, holding his sword with his right hoof (unsure how, but not going to question it now), extended his left hoof out and casted the Igni, blowing a wave of fire at the Wolf-plant hybrid. The beast stopped in it's track, yelping in pain before falling into a pile of burnt rubble. The other wolves saw what was left of their pack member, then turned to Geralt, who held his sword, preparing for combat with a noticeable smirk.

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"Come and get me." He taunted. The wolf-plants howled and charged at him, followed by a lunge! Geralt rolled under the wolves and quickly got up, turning quickly and slicing off the back legs of the wolf in the back with a single swing. It yelped in pain as it's bottom rested onto the floor, but Geralt quickly decapitated the wolf with another swing, presumably killing it as it's body fell into a pile of sticks. One of the wolf-plants quickly turned and charged at Geralt, flaring it's wooden teeth. Geralt tossed his sword into the air and quickly pulled out a loaded crossbow, firing at the wolf-plant's eyes, blinding it. It yelped in pain, running blindly before colliding with a tree, exploding into twigs. Another wolf followed, but Geralt charged back, jumping over it, quickly catching his sword, and thrusting it down into the wolf-plant's skull, presumably killing it as well. Another charging plant-wolf, Geralt quickly took the dead wolf-plant's head off and thrust it into the other's chest as it lunged for him. It stopped and yelped in pain as it sat on it's tail area, though Geralt took no pity, taking the sword out and slicing it with a clean swipe from the left side of it's neck to the bottom right leg. Yet another charged at him, but Geralt readied his blade and, with one vertical swipe, he sliced it in half before it could lay a single twig on him. The last one stared at Geralt, then looked around, seeing that not only Geralt not take a single damage on him, but by the fact that it's allies were dead. Geralt walked to the last one, preparing his sword for the final kill. It whimpered and ran away with it's tail in between it's legs.

"Heh, too easy." Geralt commented to himself, sheathing his sword and standing back on all legs instead of the two. The filly he saw peeked it's head from around a tree, still afraid, but at the same time, grateful. Geralt walked to the filly... but fell onto his face. "...ow." He looked up from his spot, seeing the filly walk to him, but cautiously.

"A-are ya'll aright, mister?" she asked in a small, weird accent.

"Yeah. Just not use to walking this."

"Walkin'? But 'yer a pony like me! You should be walkin' like it's nothing!"

"Well, I'm not from here."

"...  Oh! Ya'll are new here, ain't ya?"

"That's what I just said."

"How can ah forget! Mah name's Applebloom. What's yours?" He stood right up.

"Geralt of Rivia."

"... What?"

"That's my name."

"... Yeah... I'm just gonna call ya'll Gary, okay?"

"That's not my-"

"But Sweet Celestia, you took on them Timber Wolves like it was nothing, Gary!"

"...Timber wolves?"

"They're local around here in the Everfree forest."

"...Everfree forest?"

"Oh! Ah keep forgetting that ya'll are new here! Ah was on mah way home from Zecora's house, but them Timberwolves attacked me! Come on, mah family is probably freaking out that I'm gone! I'm sure they'll understand when you're around. Come on, I'll take ya'll to Sweet Apple Acres!"

"Sweet Apple Acres?"

"That's mah family's home! The heart and founders of Ponyville!"

"...Ponyville?"

You have *GOT** to be kidding me!* He yelled to himself inside.

"Come on!" Applebloom cheered "Mah home's not too far away!" Geralt rolled his eyes and followed... with another encounter of his face with the floor.

"...Ow." He commented.

"...Seriously?" Geralt got up again.

"Screw this!" He whistled for Roach again. Roach's head came out of a bush, looking around nervously.

"Are they gone?" she asked

"Ugh, yes, Roach. They're gone." Roach exited the bush, but stopped at Applebloom.

"Oh! Aw, hello there little cutie! What's your name?"

"Mah name's Applebloom." She replied happily, though she quickly turned to curiosity. "Who are you?"

"My ride." Geralt replied bluntly. "Hold still!" He jumped onto Roach's back, scrambling to get himself positioned right. Applebloom stared, looking flabbergasted at the sight.

"The hay is Gary doing?"

"Oh, don't worry about Master." Roach replied "It's something we always do. Though, he used to stand on two legs, and had... what are they called again?"

"Move!" Geralt ordered "Move or else you're going to get eaten."

"Oh shoot!" Applebloom yelled "Timberwolves don't come alone, and more come back! Follow me, qucik!" She sprinted her way at a speed that would make any race horse back home look as slow as a snail. Both Geralt and Roach stared ahead with blank faces, but snapped out of it, chasing the filly to escape the forest.

After a few minutes of Sprinting (at least on Roach's part), Geralt and Roach came out of the forest to see Applebloom hopping for them under the moon's light.

"Come on!" she quipped "Mah home's not too far now!" Roach followed the filly, but Geralt took notice of the village near them; Unlike the other villages back homes, these homes weren't as flimsy, but looked liked they could take a beating from most things. Around the town, Geralt saw a building that was taller than the others, a schoolhouse in the distance, some tracks for some sort of machinery, and, the thing that caught his attention, was a large castle made out of crystals. Geralt and Roach stared at the castle in awe of how it looked liked a tree, but also seemed to glow on it's own.

"Who lives there?" Geralt asked.

"Where?" Applebloom asked, then turned to the castle. "Oh! That's where Princess Twilight Sparkle lives, Gary."

"Princess?"

"Yeah. She's new to this, but ah think that, in the future, we'll be just as fancy as Canterlot."

"Canterlot?"

"...You've got a lot to learn on 'yer hooves."

After a while of traveling, Geralt and Roach followed Applebloom into a farm. The farm had a homey feel to it, something Geralt didn't encounter a lot, and trees surrounded the farmhouse, all with large, red apples that looked ripe enough to eat. The lights of the barn turned on, and the silhouette of another one of the horse-creatures exited the house.

"Applebloom!?" It asked in the same, though more noticeable, accent. "Is that ya'll!?"

"Sure is, A.J.!" Applebloom replied. The other figure sprinted and tackled Applebloom.

"Where have ya'll been!? What took ya'll so long!? Ya'll had me worried!"

"I'm sorry, A.J.! I was on mah way home from Zecora's when Timberwolves attacked me!"

"Timberwolves!? How'd ya'll get out?"

"That's where Gary came in."

"Gary?" A.J. looked up and saw Geralt sitting on Roach, as Geralt looked at A.J. Geralt saw that A.J. was an orange mare with what appeared to be a yellow mane & tail in a ponytail (to which he chuckled on) and three red apples mirroring on each flank. A.J., however, saw Geralt's yellow-orange eyes, looking like a predator, as well as his scars and the armor he was wearing. She then looked at Roach, seeing how normal she looked compared to Geralt, though wondered why he was on her. The two stared at each other for a while.

"...Hi." Geralt spoke, breaking the silence.

"...Why are ya'll riding her?" A.J. asked "Ya'll do realize that it's unnatural for ponies to ride each other unless one's crippled or it's... for the house."

"We're new around here, so this is normal."

"He's ridden my back multiple times!" Roach added "But now, it feels... ~good."

"Shut up!" A.J. stared for a bit, but signaled Applebloom. The filly nodded and went inside the barnhouse.

"Who are ya'll?" A.J. asked

"The filly calls me Gary. My real name is Geralt of Rivia."

"And I'm his steed, Roach!" Roach added

"What did I just tell you?" A.J. observed the two, seeing Geralt's swords.

"So I take it that this is standard?" A.J. asked, her eyebrow raising.

"No. From where I'm from, Roach here never spoke at all."

"I did!" Roach replied "You never listened!"

"Do you want me to cast an Axii on you again!?"

"...Uh-huh." A.J spoke, sitting on her flank while crossing her forelegs like arms "And Ah take it that them scars and swords aren't just for show?" Geralt looked at her, giving her his angered look on people who don't believe or listen to him.

"Do I look like the type of person that just does this for show?"

"You'd be surprised. How do I even know if ya'll did kill Timberwolves?"

"...There was seven of them, All surrounding your sister, ready for the kill. Roach screamed and I fell. Got up to my feet and readied for combat. Killed six out of the seven; last one ran away in fear."

"And what weapon did ya'll use to 'kill' them timberwolves with?" Geralt pulled out his silver sword. A.J. saw the sap & twigs on it, followed by the stench of Timber wolves.

"Is that good enough?

"... Good enough. So what is it ya'll want? Ah doubt that ya'll just rescued mah sister out of the good of ya'lls heart."

"What makes you say that?"

"There's something about ya'll that doesn't scream 'Nice guy' at all. Ah figure you want some money. Is that it? Ya'll just want some bits from saving mah little sis?"

I'd like some pay.

Just wanted to help.

Just wanted to help

Geralt thought to himself quickly on this; He knew that with some money, he may be able to afford a place to sleep in, but he didn't know anything about this town or it's land for that matter. His greed told him to take the money, but Geralt took a deep breath and spoke.

"Sorry, I'm not here for the money." Applejack froze and stared.

"Pardon me?"

"I don't want your money. I heard your little sister scream and had to help. No pay is needed, though I do need information on this land."

"...Well... Ah guess Ah could help ya'll out. It's getting late, but Ah'll tell ya'll about Equestria in the mornin'."

"Equestria?"

"This land y'er in. Like Ah said, it's gettin' late, and... as a way to say thanks, ya'll can stay in the barn for the night. Use some of the hay to make a fire, but don't go crazy with it. Got it?"

"Thanks. Come on, Roach."

"Yes, sir." Roach replied, walking to the barn.

"... Is it alright if you can walk, Ger?" Applejack asked "Ah'm not saying it, but though you have them scars, ya'll don't look hurt."

"Like I said," Geralt replied "I'm new here."

Inside the barn, Geralt made himself a small campfire using some of the hay provided, but used rocks to form a circle barrier before casting an Igni. His magic, from what he felt, was natural as when he was a human, but it felt a lot more powerful as well. Roach was able to sleep, and Geralt, sat down on his flank, closed his eyes, slowed his breathing, and began to meditate. To most people, they think that he has a weird way of sleeping, but Witchers didn't need sleep, but meditation was needed to help pass the time, as well as care for wounds and craft potions, oils, and bombs. Geralt felt a tingle around his new horn and a strange sound coming from it. Geralt opened his right eye, seeing that he had some ingredients with him and that he was brewing another potion, much as he did back home.

Hm... this body must be more in touch with magic. Geralt observed.

"~Indeed, it is~." An echoing, woman's' voice replied. Geralt opened both of his eyes and looked around.

"Who's there!?" He growled, unsheathing his steel sword and standing on his hind legs.

"~Relax, I am no threat to you.~"

"If you're not a threat, then show yourself."

"Of course, Geralt of Rivia." A quick, blue flash appeared right behind him. Geralt turned, but froze at what he could explain was what Yennefer would look like if she had came with him. True, what stood in front of him was one of the weird-horse creatures, who stood a half-foot taller than him (much to Geralt's disliking), but she had a dark blue coat all over her body, had a horn (though longer) like Geralt, and had wings, meaning that this thing specialized in magic and flight. She wore a black tiara & necklace with a cresent moon and silver shoes over her hooves, but also a mark on both of her flanks that was on black blotches of the moon on her necklace. The real taker for Geralt, however, was her mane & tail: They were a lighter shade of blue from her coat, which looked liked it had small stars in them, but they both moved on their own, despite no wind blowing at or around them. He couldn't help it, but Geralt had to admit, she was the most beautiful thing, probably more than Yennefer... though he won't say it.

"Who... are you?"

"Allow me to introduce myself; I am Princess Luna."

"Princess Luna? Who's your mother?"

"...Mother?"

"The queen of this land?"

"Oh... our mother left us long ago, but that's not why I'm here."

"Why are you here then?"

"We have summoned you, Geralt, for our time of need."

"Wait! You summoned me?"

"Indeed, I had."

"If you needed me, then why didn't you send me a message? Or at least, speak through the portal? Hell, why'd Roach have to come along?"

"I apologize, Geralt, but summoning portals to other worlds took a lot of focus & energy out of me. Talking to you would take even more energy, and we need you in our time of need."

"...What do you want me to do? What's the pay?"

"My sister, Princess Celestia, and I need you to head to the mountains to Yakyakistan-"

"Yakyakistan? What is this place?"

"May I continue?" Her voice sounded authoritative.

"Sure."

"Thank you. There, you must find out what's going on with Prince Rutherford and why his kind, the yaks, haven't stopped and told us why the winter is coming."

"...Are you sure that you forgot what season it's-"

"It is the Summer time, Geralt, and we know snow is normal on mountains, but the snow is spreading to us right as we speak. Geralt, my sister has asked me to find someone who can do this professionally, and you were the only one who can do this."

"... Alright, I'm flattered. But what's my pay?"

"Your pay will be gold from our treasury, at least enough to start your own kingdom." Geralt whistled at it.

"That's a lot of money. But what else? I sense you're hiding something."

"...Very well. I will use my abilities to help you find Ciri, your adopted daughter."

"What the-!? How do you-?"

"Oh please, Yennefer has told me many times on how you treat her like your daughter."

"Yennefer!? What the hell are you-!?" Luna disappeared in a puff of smoke as, coming out of it, was another one of the horse-creatures. This one was pink with a darker, poofy mane, blue eyes, and a smile so wide, it would probably make a Nekker jealous.

"HI!!!" She spoke in a very light hearted, rapid voice. Geralt only blinked in pure confusion.

Was our conversation really that long? He thought to himself Or did the sun just move?

"Uh... Hi." He replied.

"Hi! I'm Pinkie Pie! What's your name?"

"...Geralt of Rivia." Pinkie gasped

"Ooh! Fancy! Where you from? Canterlot? Trottingham? I've never seen you before! You friends with A.J.? Any friend of A.J. is a friend of mine! In fact, any friend of my friends is a friend of mine, but you're here, and you're new! What's with those swords? Are you part of the Canterlot Army? How'd you get those scars? Are they for show? What's-" Geralt stared as Pinkie went fast with her questions. She was annoying... but he had to be patient.

It's alright, Geralt. Soon, she's going to stop.

2 Hours later.

PLEASE!!! SHUT UP!!!

Geralt twitched all over, most around his left eye, as Pinkie kept asking for two straight hours!!!

"I wouldn't think it's been two hours, though." She continued "It feels like a few minutes to me, and I still don't know anything about you except your name, you're a unicorn, a stallion, a very attractive looking one, might I add, and-"

"I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!!!" Geralt yelled, standing to his legs. He screamed & ran, but fell onto his face. Though his screams were muffled, his hind legs moved in the dirt, kicking all of it away as he slowly, but steadily, gained speed as he ran away from the creature that was worst than if all of the creatures he battled combined into one. Soon, he moved forelegs and began to gallop away from Pinkie.

"Well that was rude."

"Master!?" Roach asked in shock, looking around for Geralt.

"Ooh! Hi! I'm Pinkie Pie! What's your name? Are you wearing a Sandal? Is Geralt your-"

Geralt ran into Ponyville's market, slowing down to catch his breath. He looked down at his hooves and realized what he just did.

"I... walked." He spoke to himself. "Huh... Guess I got the hang of this." He took a step and fell down onto his face. "...ow." Guess not.

"Oh my gosh!" The sound of a woman's voice spoke "Are you alright!?" Geralt stood back up on his legs, seeing what was the same subspecies as Luna, but was purple, had a lavender mane with a pink stripe that didn't move, a smaller horn, and, for a lack of better words, was naked.

"Yeah, I'm fine. First time walking in-" He stopped as the horse-creature stared at him. He let out an annoyed sigh. "Is it the eyes?"

"...Yes."

"And the scars?"

"Yes."

"Ugh, guess you want to know a bit about me?"

"I would. My name's Twilight Sparkle." she extended her right hoof out. Geralt lifted his left hoof, finding it hard balance on three legs than two. He was ready to accept Twilight's hoof when something was heard, falling to them.

"LOOK OUT BELOW!!!" A raspy sounding, woman's voice yelled. Geralt looked up, only to be collided with something of cyan and rainbow. He opened his eyes to be meet with, yet, another one of the horse-creatures, this one with wings and a mane & tail that looked liked that of a rainbow.

"Whoah!" she spoke with the same raspy voice "Where'd you get those scars? And your eyes? Was one of your parents a bat-pony?" Before Geralt could answer, another voice interrupted, this one sounding of high class as a blue aura surrounded him and the winged mare.

"Oh please, Rainbow Dash. As much as you'd love to know his scars, as tough & handsome he may be, I'm obsessed on where he got that armor. It's nothing like what I've seen from Canterlot. Oh please, sir, you have to tell me where you got this armor." Geralt saw that the other horse creature has a white coat, had a more curly mane & tail, with a horn sticking out of her forehead. Geralt backed up as she began to walk to him, looking like she was in love with him.

"I can," he replied "but please, I really need some-" He bumped into something that let out a small squeak. Geralt turned around to see a butter-yellow mare with wings and a long, pink mane & tail, who also turned to him. She cowered at his sight with a low whimper.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, mister, I should've seen where I was going. Come along little duckies." Following her was a trail of ducks, all quacking and following her.

"Fluttershy!" The rainbow one spoke again "You have to be more careful around ponies!"

"Oh, I'm sorry, Rainbow Dash. These poor little duckies were outside Rarity's home and they needed a way to the pond."

"So that was the sound this morning?" The white mare asked.

"What's all the commotion about!?" Applejack's voice spoke through the crowd. She stepped forward, but stopped at Geralt. "Ah! Mornin' Geralt, had a good sleep last night?"

"I don't sleep." Geralt replied bluntly

"So is that why you're a cranky pants!?" the all too familiar voice of Pinkie asked. Geralt froze with fear and looked around, seeing nothing. He heard one of his swords unsheathe and looked up; right on his back was the pink demon herself, holding one of his swords, playing with it like a toy. "Vwoom! Vwoom! Luke, I am your father! NOOO!!!" Geralt screamed again, standing on his hind legs, making Pinkie fall, and ran away!

"GET HER AWAY FROM ME!!!" Pinkie stood right up as the rest looked with confusion.

"Aw, I thought he saw that movie... what if he hasn't!!! Wait! I'll pay for a ticket for you!!!" she ran ahead, leaving a pink cloud that was in the shape of her body.

"... Ah never suspected him to be afraid of Pinkie." Applejack commented.

Geralt ran as fast as his hooves could carry him, but he heard a spring sound to his right. Looking at his right, he gasped as he saw Pinkie, hopping & chasing him easily.

"Is this a race?" she asked "I love races! Especially with Dashie!"

"Leave me alone!" Geralt yelled back, running faster. Again, Pinkie hoped faster, easily catching up to him.

"You may want to look ahead."

"No! Not for you!"

"Seriously! You should look ahead and-"

"Never! I'm not listening to you, you pink-" He slammed into the side of a boulder. He froze, but fell down like a plank, unconscious.

"...Told you."

Geralt slowly opened his eyes; his vision was blurred, but he saw light as well as some figures around him.

"Are you alright, Geralt?" one of the voices asked.

"... Please, let this be a whorehouse." He muttered to himself.

"Uh... the hay is that?" another asked. Geralt regained his vision, seeing the six horse-creatures surrounding him. Pinkie's leaned until her muzzle on Geralt's. It's a statement that Witchers have suppressed emotions and only in really heavy scenarios is when they really do show emotion. In Geralt's case, he began to sweat hard, shiver, and his teeth chattered

"G-get a-a-away from m-me!"

"Aw, what's wrong, Gary?" she asked, oblivious to his fear "You look like you've seen a ghost."

"Pinkie!" Twilight exclaimed, her horn glowing and lifting her off. "Can't you see Geralt is frightened of you?"

"Indeed," Rarity added "you're invading his personal space."

"Oops! Sorry!" Pinkie quickly apologized. Geralt stood up, shaking himself back to his natural, nearly emotionless state, though shook at the sight of Pinkie.

"Who, and what, is he?" Rainbow Dash asked.

"... I'm Geralt of Rivia, and I am a witcher."

"... A what?" Fluttershy asked

"I don't have time, but your world is in danger, and it seems that only I can help." He turned around, walked, though not great, and whistled for Roach. Roach seemed to came out of nowhere, but stood, waiting for Geralt's orders.

"Wait!" Twilight exclaimed, landing in front of Geralt as he tried to mount Roach "What do you mean that our world is in danger? Who told you?"

"Something's going on in a place called Yakyakistan, and who told me this was the one brought me into this world." Twilight gasped

"You're... from another world?"

"... As I told the others, I'm new here."

"But... you need all the help you can get."

"I don't need any help." Twilight leaned her face near Geralt's, both of their muzzle touching each other.

"Yes! You do! We'll help you get acquainted to our world, and then, you tell us what a Witcher is."

Honor both.

Honor the first then leave.

I can handle this

Geralt gently pushed Twilight back, allowing himself and her to have their own space.

"I'm sorry," He apologized "but none of you should know what a Witcher is. And though I thank you for the guidance about this land, I won't be here for long."

"...Are you sure?" Twilight asked, walking to him "I mean, you may want to know about this land, history, and-" Geralt casted an Axii on her. The familiar white glow was around her face.

"I can handle whatever is thrown at me." Twilight stared for a bit, but shook off the casted sign.

"Was... was that a manipulation spell!?" Her horn flared purple, telling Geralt that, perhaps like Luna, she had knowledge in magic.

Shit! She levitated him in the air, nearly growling.

"If there's one thing I hate, it's ponies that are ignorant and believe they can control other ponies to do their bidding!"

"Well, it seems you and I have one thing in common. Also... ponies?"

"It's what we are. Now, tell me what you are or I'm going to-" A loud roar shook the area and caused Twilight to drop Geralt, covering her ears with her hooves.

"DRAGON!!!" Pinkie yelled "EVERYPONY FOR THEMSELVES!!!" Geralt turned around and, like what Pinkie said, a Dragon was flying their way. Geralt quickly observed the beast.

Hm... Dragon, can't lie from that. Red dragon... about 15 meters in length. Hold on, is that... armor? Armor looks new, custom built from someone. Claws, wings, underbelly, and tail are still exposed. Helmet covers the entire face but the mouth, complete with glowing green eyes. I'm gonna have to find a way to remove the armor quickly, or find a way to hang myself over it's underbelly and stab it from there. Geralt stood on his hind legs and unsheathed his silver sword.

"What are you doing!?" Twilight asked in fear "Run!"

"You want to know what a witcher does?" He asked, turning with a noticeable smirk "Watch."

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The dragon landed and let out another deafening roar. Geralt approached to the Dragon, only his mane & tail being blown by the roar, as the noticeable stench of rotting flesh & smoke hit his nose. Most would gag at the smell, but Geralt was all too use to the smell.

"Geralt of Rivia!!!" The Dragon's yelled in a booming voice.

A talking Dragon!? Geralt though to himself, surprised to hear a majestic beast talk. He then smiled at it. Oh, this just got a lot more interesting! "Right here, you bastard!" The Dragon looked down at Geralt. Most people, when seeing a dragon, would stay as far away as possible, but those who were near it, would know that they'd die by either being crushed or devoured by the beast. Geralt stood near the Dragon, only a few feet away from it. The dragon and Geralt stared at each other, but the dragon laughed.

"You!? You're the legendary Witcher that Celestia and Luna have summoned!? HAHAHA!!! This will be easy and my masters will be pleased!" The dragon took a deep breath and, from it's mouth, a tsunami of fire came out, burning and melting anything that got in it's way. It stopped, smiling, but froze as Geralt stood, unharmed with only his mane & tail singed.

"I almost felt that. Tell me, do you not know Witchers can cast some magic spells on themselves?"

"Bah! Bloody unicorns!" The dragon charged at Geralt, swiping it's right claw at him, only for it to bounce off of Geralt with a sting. "AAH!!! WHAT THE-!?"

"Quen. My turn." Geralt charged at the dragon, running underneath it's underbelly, and lunged his sword into the dragon's belly, blood falling down immediately. The dragon winced at the pain and used it's left hind foot's toes to grab Geralt. Geralt noticed the feet coming to him; he took the sword out from the underbelly and lunged it into the Dragon's closest toe. The dragon roared in pain, kicking Geralt away from it's foot. Geralt rolled across the floor, but quickly got up and charged again. The dragon turned around and swung it's tail at Geralt. Geralt saw the tail headed for him, and, in one quick thrust, he used aard, pushing the tail back and hearing a satisfying 'Crack'! The dragon wailed even louder, turning to see Geralt run up it's tail.

"You're good on the ground, Witcher! But how do you fare in the sky!?" The dragon flapped it's might wings and flew up to the sky! Geralt grabbed onto the scales on the Dragon's back/tail region and held on for dear life. Quickly thinking, he stabbed the dragon's exposed parts below him, making a line of stabs that made the dragon wince with each one. Using his long sword, he sliced at the line of stabs he made, making the dragon roar in pain again. The flesh began to weaken, bleeding heavily, and the tail began to fall from the body. If there's one thing Geralt learned, it's that if a dragon's tail is cut off, the dragon has a lack of balance and can't fly well. This is what happened, as the Dragon yelped, trying it's best to fly, but began to fall to the earth below. Geralt used this to run across the Dragon's armored back and ran into the opening space in the neck/head region. While the space he was in was too tight for him to stab the dragon, he began to push the dragon's helmet off. However, both Geralt and the dragon landed roughly on the floor, both inside a forest for sure. The dragon's helmet came off, as did it's tail, and it's armor was now dented badly. Geralt stood right up, holding his silver sword and marched to the dragon. The dragon laid in pain, and whimpered as Geralt approached him.

"Sorry I couldn't answer your question, but let's say I'm not good in the air."

"W-Wait! Y-y-you can't do this!"

"Oh, and why not? What makes you think it's alright to terrorize a village, look for me, and fail at trying to kill something small as a mouse is to me?"

"I-I never wanted to do this! I-I was controlled... by something! Really!"

"I've heard that excuse before."

"T-that helmet! I had no control! They wanted me to do this!"

"And who is 'they'?

"... The wild hunt." Geralt took a few steps back at that name.

The Wild hunt!? Here!? Wait... if Luna and Yeneffer know each other... Ciri's here!!!

"I'm giving you this one chance offer, Dragon!" Geralt ordered "Tell me what happened! Was there someone named Ciri!?"

"... I do not know, but... somepony was there."

"What did this... pony... look like?" Please, let my visit here be short, I don't want to hear nor say 'pony' again.

"A unicorn, white mane and tail, like you, green eyes, a scar below her left eye that goes to her cheek, carries-"

"That's Ciri. Tell me everything."

"Yes, sir."

Ciri, Princess of Cintra, the daughter of Pavetta and Duny, and the granddaughter of Queen Calanthe, ran across the field as something she never expected to be: a horse! She had all the details as the Dragon spoke, but she also had grey coat, much like Geralt, and wore her white top with her sword. The mark on her flanks was her sword, but it was also in flames, probably her burning desire to become a withcer like her adopted father. Following behind her was the Dragon Geralt fought, roaring loudly while releasing a blaze of fire!

"You think you can escape from me!?" The dragon yelled "You are nothing more but a snack for my belly!"

"A talking dragon!?" Ciri asked herself "Heh, Geralt would love to hear this!" She turned around and unsheathed her sword, charging at the dragon! The dragon landed and let out another roar of fire, but Ciri teleported behind him and ran away. The dragon turned, seeing her run away.

"You're not getting away that easily!" Ciri ran ahead, but skidded as she saw a familiar vortex.

"N-no! It can't be! Yennefer!? Luna!? Is that you!?" Out of the vortex came the thing she was running from all this time: The wild hunt! Unlike her, the Wild Hunt stayed the same throughout, as something similar to Quen was around them, but glowed blue instead of orange. All around them, the plants died and turned to ice.

"There's the Child, your majesty." Caranthir, the one holding the staff spoke and navigator of the hunt, pointing at Ciri. Eredin, the leader wearing the crowned helmet with the skull cover turned to Ciri and walked to her. She turned and ran away as fast as her hooves could carry her! The dragon landed and roared at Ciri, who teleported again, blasting fire at the three! A wall of ice came up, turning the fire into steam and protected the three. Imlerith, the commander of the hunt, charged at the dragon, teleporting onto the beasts and stabbing it on it's back. The dragon roared in pain, turning around to bite Imlerith, but was held down as the Wild Hunt's army came and tied the dragon down. Imlerith held up his sword, ready to slice it's head off.

"Wait." Eredin spoke. Imlerith listened, holding his blade in check. The dragon's eyes looked around nervously, unaware what's happening "Caranthir... I feel one of us is here."

"Indeed," Caranthir replied "One of us is here... yet, not really. Could it be him?"

"The one that escaped after failing to assassinate me? ~Yes... Sombra."

"Do you want my men to find and kill him?" Imlerith asked

"No. Caranthir... summon him." Caranthir took a few steps ahead and his staff glowed. In a few moments, a red horn transitioning to black appeared before their feet. Caranthir chanted some old words, making his staff glow even brighter, and soon, the sillhouete of another horse creature, this one who's mane & tail moved like fire, red pupils in green eyes that had purple smoke erupting from the sides, and wore something that looked like a king would wear. It fell to the floor, coughing hard. It looked up to the Wild hunt and froze with fear, shaking.

"N-No!" It spoke in shadowy voice "Eredin!"

"It's been a long time, Sombra. The Wild Hunt has missed their liar and thief." Eredin grabbed Sombra by his throat, making him gag & wriggle for air "You have taken on the form of these creatures, haven't you? Using the magic that we taught you so you can become ruler over this pathetic spit of land?"

"P-Please! I... I was doing this... for the name... of the wild hunt!"

"And would that include stabbing me in the back?"

"I... regret... that... decision!"

"Prove it." He released Sombra, making him gasp and wheeze for breath. "Sombra, I am giving you this one chance to redeem yourself for the Wild Hunt. Help us catch the one called Ciri, make sure Geralt doesn't reach her, and when all said is done, you will be free to do what you want." Sombra stood up, but bowed to Eredin, his voice now raspy.

"I will, my master."

"So the Wild hunt is here," Geralt spoke "They brought another unicorn thing-"

"Pony" The dragon corrected.

"...Pony, back to life, who enslaved you how?

"They had me locked up, took my brothers in with them. Sombra proved useful to them; the helmet I wore controlled my every move, act as their slave in any way they wanted."

"And that is all that happened?"

"You took me down, but you already know that." Geralt looked over the majestic beast again, seeing what he did to the talking creature.

He looks like he might make it. He thought Maybe. I don't know how Dragon's act here, but they seem prideful over their actions. If he lives, he'll live in agony from his brethren. Killing him, however, seems fair game; there's plenty around from what he's said, and I doubt any dragon will want to threaten me after they learned I kill this dragon. Perhaps this is mercy killing? Who knows, perhaps killing one will make me more of a celebrity here... which means, more money... damn, I'm thinking like a stereotypical Witcher.

Kill the Dragon.

Spare it.

Sparing the dragon

Geralt looked at the dragon for one last time. He took a deep breath and stood up, turning around and walking away.

"Get out."

"What?"

"Get out of here. I've defeated you, and it's only fair that you get out of here."

"But I-"

"You were under control by something else. If you weren't under control, then I'd personally cut your heart out and parade it into the next town and get higher paying customers. But since I'm in a generous mood, you go back to wherever you came from and live." The Dragon and Geralt stared down at each other. It got up, wincing in pain and groaning, walking weakly away. It stopped and turned it's head around.

"What is your name, pony?"

"... It's Geralt of Rivia, the witcher."

"Fair thee well, Geralt." The dragon walked away weakly. Geralt turned ahead, only to see the six mares from earlier, staring with their mouths wide open.

"You... you just took down a dragon." Twilight gasped

"I did." Geralt replied with a smirk.

"That... was... AWESOME!!!" Rainbow Dash cheered, flying to Geralt's face "Please-please-PLEASE teach me how I can be like that! I won't complain at all, and I'll be the best student you can-" She was muffled by Applejack, who used her forelegs to drag and cover the other mare's mouth.

"Sorry 'bout that, sugarcube. We ain't ever seen anypony fight a dragon like that."

"Unless we count Fluttershy shouting at that dragon before." Pinkie added. Fluttershy cowered at the mention.

"Oh, I didn't want to do that," she spoke "and it's nothing compared to what Geralt did. That was very violent."

"It'll live. Geralt replied "This isn't my first time battling a dragon."

"You fought a dragon before!?" Rarity exclaimed.

"I did. Though, looking at it now, that was easier, and not as interesting, as this. That dragon was impaled by a tree and was, how shall we say, naked."

"What did you do to it?" Fluttershy asked

"...I'd rather not say to strangers. Now, if you excuse me." Placing his right hoof in his mouth, he whistled. Roach came out of the bushes in a blinding speed, halting near Geralt.

"Did you got rid of the monster, master?" she asked "Oh, please tell me you didn't kill it! I hate parading those heads near my side, especially when they're fresh."

"I didn't, Roach."

"Why'd you let it live!? It's gonna kill us all!!!"

"...Quite the double standard partner you have there." Twilight commented.

"Oh shut up, Roach!" Geralt replied, mounting Roach.

"Wait! Where are you going?"

"I'm going to meet my employer, Princess Celestia and Luna, find out more information on what's happening, and get out of here before Roach decides to mount me."

"How'd you know my plan, master!?" Roach asked.

"SHUT UP!!! Move!" Roach moved a head a couple of steps, but stopped as Twilight stood in the way.

"Wait!" She yelled

"What is it?"

"Look, earlier, you casted a spell on me."

"Yeah, apologies for that. Assumed you weren't as bright as you look." she gave him a death glare.

"I'm going to let that pass for now, but I want to thank you for your noble actions and wish to repay you."

"Really? What do you have to offer?"

"You're still curious about this land, right? And you certainly don't act like any other pony. Look, I have some books here that will help you get to know this land, it's creatures, and our culture." Her horn glowed and she conjured up some books, giving them to Geralt. Geralt took the books from her, placing them on Roach's back.

"Thanks."

"Do you even know where you're going?"

"To the only castle here, up on that mountain when I was on the Dragon's back. Move, Roach." Roach moved forward. Twilight walked next to them.

"Will we see you again?"

"... Maybe. If Ciri is here, keep her with you, then we'll see each other soon. HEYA!!!" With a flick, Roach galloped ahead, running and the two vanished into the forest.

The journey to Canterlot, as Geralt read, took them a few days, which would've been shorter, had Roach not needed sleep. Geralt learned about the pony races, and how he, a unicorn, was magically gifted while Roach, an Earth Pony, was physically faster and stronger than him. Many of the creatures were much more different than from his homeland, from the obscure looking Ahuizotl and Draconequus, to the new found Tantabus and Changelings, he studied each carefully, and meditated, to find the perfect to dispatch these new, and surprisingly, mostly sentient creatures. He learned how Equestria was made, and got a vibe from the so called Wendigos, with how they were like The Wild Hunt, spreading winter, though the hunt didn't need hatred to be powerful. The strange thing were the Alicorns; From what he read, the royal sisters, Celestia and Luna, not only ruled the land, but were responsible for the rotation of both the sun and the moon. This, he doubted, as being powerful was one thing, but controlling the rotation of the sun and moon, they sounded like tyrants he worked before and that everyone has been brainwashed by them. Hopefully, they won't keep him as a means to defend themselves from rebels; fighting monsters was one thing, but working for monsters was another. Of course, with each stop, Roach was getting closer to Geralt with each night, leaving the Witcher to be both angered, and awkward feeling at the same time.

Geralt opened his eyes from meditation again, feeling hugged by Roach.

"How's my Master feeling?" she asked "Had another good night sleep? I sure did."

"For the last time," Geralt lowly growled "I'm a Witcher; I don't need sleep, I was meditating on what I learned, and GET OFF OF ME!!!" He pushed Roach off before standing up again. Roach stood up, smiling, though in a more seductive way.

"Ooh, wanna play rough now? I'm gonna enjoy this!"

"No! I don't want to play!"

"Ooh! Want to have it nice & slow? I'm down with it."

"Shut up!"

"Or do you wanna ride me again, master? I will admit, I enjoy it, but I want to know what it'll be like if I rode you." Geralt groaned to himself in frustration, turning and running away. Roach stood there, then sat on her rump. "I'll wait for you, then!" She moaned to herself as her new found fantasies came to mind. Geralt, for his part, ran ahead, just a few miles away from Canterlot.

It was Afternoon, and Geralt arrived to Canterlot, to which he was quite surprised to see many of the sentient species around with the ponies, acting like normal citizens to each other. True, Geralt figured that, just like humans, the ponies may not have trusted other species, as his kind is to Elves & Dwarves, but they seem to be in harmony. All around, Geralt saw what he felt was natural: beggars on the floor, asking for food or money; guards (mostly making up of the three main pony kinds) in golden armor, patrolling while keeping an eye out for criminals; vendors selling whatever they have on them; blacksmiths and weapons dealers selling armor & swords to customers, some wanting it for decorations for their homes, others for what could be mercenary or guard business; groups of mercenaries stood around, some, as Geralt could tell, were part of a group while others were just freelancers; and finally, the last thing he saw, was a whorehouse, something that his past self told him to 'Do it', but he's now trying his best to resist it, for Yennefer. He walked across the floors of the busy market, getting stares from many eyes. Undoubtly, the Blacksmiths & Weapon crafters took notice of him, writing down what may be their best armor for him at a hefty cost (which, Geralt admit, he'll most likely do), with the mercenaries looking at him, some in fear, some showing respect, and others being cocky, believing that they're better than him. Many of the citizens who saw Geralt quickly stepped aside, by not only his weapons & armor, but more for his scars and eyes, some calling him "Thestral Blood." Whether this was a compliment or an insult, he'd have to figure out himself, but he made his way to the castle. He saw a whole row of guards, all in their golden armor, standing outside the gates of the castle. Geralt approached to the castle, preparing himself for any conflict.

"Halt!" One of the guards ordered. Geralt followed.

"Who goes there?" Another asked.

"The name's Geralt," Geralt answered "Geralt of Rivia."

"What are you doing here?"

"I'm here to see my employers, the royal sisters." The two guards began switching from each other.

"Neither of the princesses told us about any 'Geralt of Rivia'."

"How do we know you aren't here to assassinate any of the princesses?"

"Why should we let some freak like you inside?"

"If you're here to join the Nightguard, just wait until Celestia sets the sun and Luna raises the moon."

"Otherwise, beat it!"

Persuade Them.

Threaten Them.

Wait until Night.

Bribe Them (300 Gold)

Waiting

Freak... that was the word that made Geralt want to take his sword out and decapitate anyone who says it to him. But, for customers wanting his service and, well, to avoid prison, he had to let it pass, and this was no different. Geralt took a deep breath before speaking.

"Fine. I'll wait." He could've easily just sat down and meditate in front of them, but, just to cleanse his curiosity, he looked around. Wanting more information on the land, not saying Twilight's books were bad, Geralt headed into the library, seeing (mostly) fancier looking ponies, all shocked to see him. He entered the library, the loud noise of the market now dimmed, as there was only whispering and the occasional noise unicorn horns make when they're using a spell. Before he took another step, an elderly unicorn mare wearing orange glasses stood in the way.

"Excuse me," she whispered, but also sounded authoritative. "The library is a place of knowledge, not a battleground." He knew what she was talking about.

"Don't worry, I have no intentions on fighting anyone here."

"I don't care if you do or don't; no weapons are allowed."

"... Can I leave my swords here, then go and-"

"Do I look like the type of pony that holds stuff for other ponies? Either leave your weapons at home or don't come here at all." Geral't horn glowed, ready to cast an Axii, but felt his body lifted with a blue aura. The elderly mare lifted him easily and threw him out of the door. Geralt fell down the stairs roughly, though the blows only left bruises across his body. He couldn't believe it, but the mare's magic was strong enough to carry him, and she was much older than him! He stood up and stared at the door, growling at the mare inside.

"Bitch!" He turned and marched away angrily, but soon, calmed himself down. He was new to this world, afterall, and he shouldn't be too surprised that, in a city like this, weapons would either be forbidden or monitored greatly. Besides, the princesses may only allow some books to be published, as a way to keep themselves in charge, so it would be biased information. For unbiased information, he decided to head to the local tavern; he needed a drink anyway.

He entered a tavern near the market called "The Prancing Pony", seeing what he expected: a couple of guards on break, some mercenaries boasting about their skills, scholars talking about the newest discovery, newcomers comparing & contrasting this land to theirs, and a couple of single men trying to get lucky with a woman. Geralt took a seat on the stool, a bit surprised that the other ponies sat like human on their own stool. He was approached by a stout blue earth pony mare with a black mane.

"What'll it be, honey?" she asked in a demanding, yet welcoming way.

"The best drink you got." Geralt answered, pulling out his creature book to finish it.

"Oh! New to Equestria, ain't ya?"

"...You can say that. Just need to know what a Thestral is."

"...You ain't seen a Thestral before?"

"No, I haven't, and so far, people are whispering that I'm a Thestral-Blood."

"Ah, it's because of your eyes."

"...My eyes?"

"See... Thestrals aren't like most ponies or creatures around here. Save for Griffins and Dragons, Thestrals are a predatory species, something that not a lot of us are alright felling to be around."

"What do they look like?"

"They look like any other pony, but they got the eyes you have, sir: cat-like irises that range from orange to yellow. Their ears aren't exactly pointy as us, but are ruffled at the tips, most likely to hear much better. Finally, the real noticeable thing about Thestrals, is their wings: huge, leathery wings that look like that of a bat, silent as silent can be as they fly across the night sky."

"Hm... sounds weird."

"Weird?"

"Some guards told me that they work for the Night guard. Is that true?"

"Ah, yes. Many Thestrals see Princess Luna as their creator and, in return, they joined her in her as her guards, loyally taking orders and sacrificing themselves to her greatness."

"And those that don't become her guards?"

"...That's where Thestrals gain a bad name; Many Thestrals become thieves, murderers even, when everyone else is asleep, and though they hide it well, they have sharp canines that allow them to drink blood from their victims. The victims don't know this because Thestrals have a venom that numb their senses, but Thestrals, as far as I know, used to need blood to survive, but have gotten use to not needing blood, only taking it if it's necessary. I haven't seen one in action, but I have been bitten before, and a couple of Thestrals order fruit regularly."

"Fruit?"

"Yes, while I did say Thestrals drink blood when they really need to, they really enjoy the sweetness of fruit, drinking it's contents and spitting out seeds, usually at each other for fun."

"Hm... they sound childish."

"They are indeed."

"How do you know about Thestrals well enough?"

"Oh, my husband is a Thestral himself."

"...Did he-?"

"Oh, he hasn't at all! He's one of the royal guards for Luna himself. We both run this place together. But since you've been a kind fellow, listened carefully, and aren't negative towards Thestrals, this one is on the house." She handed Geralt a mug filled with an alcoholic drink.

"...What is this?"

"Apple Cider, hon. Drink, it's good."

"Thanks." He lifted the mug with his hoof (though he didn't know how), and drank the delicious drink. The door to the Tavern opened again, but loudly, followed by the sound of some men talking to each other.

"Oh no! Sir; move to another seat!"

"Why?"

"That's Bonecruncher and his men! You're in his seat!"

"... I've dealt with these type of men before." He took another swig.

"And I said 'you hit like a filly'!" A deep voice spoke, probably the leader, Bonecruncher.

"What did you do then?" One of his men asked.

"Heh, I snapped him like a twig!" The men laughed, but it died fast. Geralt felt a tapping on his shoulder. "Hey! That's my seat!" Geralt turned to see that Bonecruncher was a Minotaur with many scars and had six followers behind him: a griffin that was striped, a pegasus missing his left ear, a small earth pony in heavy armor, two changeling marked & in chains, and a young Thestral mare. Geralt turned back to the bar.

"I don't see your name on it." He took a swig.

"What!? Do you know who I am!? I'm Bonecruncher!!! The strongest Minotaur in Equestria! Who are you to say that that's not my seat!?

I'm a Witcher

Someone you don't want to be angry

Just a traveler.

Someone you don't want to angry

Geralt took another swig of Cider before turning back to Bonecruncher.

"Who am I?" Geralt asked "I'm someone you want to be angry."

"That makes two of us." Boncruncher replied, cracking his fists. Geralt turned to the attender.

"Since you've been nice to me, I'll make sure there's not a huge mess and try to take this outside." Bonecruncher charged at Geralt, though the Witcher dodged quickly. He used Aard on the minotaur, pushing and blowing him right out of the window, destroying it, but brought the problem outside. Geralt jumped out of the window , standing in front of a standing Bonecruncher, red with anger. The Witcher took his steel sword out, prepared for combat.

"Battling me with a toy!? This will be over quickly!"

"I've heard that before." Both charged at each other, though Bonecruncher was much faster with his horn aimed right at Geralt. Geralt jumped in the air and sliced Bonecruncher's right horn off. Bonecruncher saw his horn fall to the floor and Geralt unharmed. He snorted loudly, his whole body now red.

"GET HIM!!!" The Griffin and Pegasus came out, both wielding swords of their own as Bonecruncher ripped a board from the Tavern. The Pegasus mercenary charged at Geralt first, sword in his mouth and swung at Geralt. Geralt swung back, both of their swords clashing.

"Fighting with a sword in your mouth? Well, I feel sad for you." Both of their swords clashed, but with a swing, Geralt sliced the pegasus mercenary's throat, causing him to fall down, clamping his throat for air, then died on the street. The griffin let out a loud shriek, charging Geralt, but with the sword in his claws. His and Geralt's sword's clashed with each other, and the two stared into each other's faces.

"You're good for a nobody," the griffin spoke "but I'm the best Swordsmen in these parts!" Geralt smirked.

"Funny; back where I come from, your kind are nothing more but beasts that I decapitate and parade around on my steed."

"You're a madman!"

"And you're a fool!" The two clashed their sword together, looking like a dance, but everyone watching knew that this was serious and they needed to stay away from the fight. Bonecruncher swung a huge plank of wood right behind Geralt, knocking the unicorn down!

"Now's the fun part!" He spoke, marching to the fallen Witcher. Geralt opened his eyes, dazed, but not down for the count. His sword was in front of him, and he saw Bonecruncher pridefully walking to him while cracking his knuckles. Very quickly, Geralt rolled across the floor, picking up his sword, and delivered a sideways slice across the Minotaur's chest! Bonecrucher screamed in pain as his new scar bleed. The griffin saw his boss harmed and ran towards Geralt, preparing to swing his sword. Geralt used an Igni on the griffin, making him stop and scream in pain as he was burning all over his body. The Witcher quickly ended the griffin's life, quickly decapitating the griffin with a clean swing. Bonecruncher saw his other follower dead, yelling and charged at Geralt again. Geralt swung his sword into the minotaur, but Bonecruncher ignored the pain, grabbing Geralt by his neck with his right hand, and repeatedly punched Geralt across the face with the other. Geralt took the blows to his face, and took a devestating headbutt from Bonecruncher's thick skull. While many of these things could kill a normal human, or pony, in Geralt's case, this wasn't, thanks to Geralt's training. Bonecrusncher pulled the sword from his chest, wincing in pain, but saw Geralt getting up from his beating, cracking his neck. Geralt walked to the kneeling Bonecruncher, taking his sword, but leqaving a large cut in the minotaur's hand.

"Y-You..." Bonecruncher breathed hard, exhausted "You're a unicorn! That should've killed you! H-How are you alive!?" Geralt stood, taking his sword in his hooves.

"I'm special that way." Geralt simply replied. He lunged the sword into Bonecruncher's throat and pulled it right out. Before the minotaur coule grab his own throat, Geralt swung his sword again, decapitating the minotaur! The crowd watching gasped at what h had done, most backing up and running away! Geralt hobbled his way to the Tavern, entering through the door. The young Thestral and the changelings cowered in fear, not wanting to die from his hands. Gerat pointed at the Thestral "You. Get out of here."

"Y-yes sir!" The thestral whimpered, her bat wings flapping before she flew right out of the broken window. Geralt took out his sword and sliced the chain on the changelings. They both cowered at the Witcher. "Both of you; get out as well." Their 'ears' flattened to the side of their heads, both cowardly walking away, right before their wings buzzed and they flew outside. Geralt walked to the mare behind the counter, who ducked behind just as she saw him.

"P-Please!" she begged "I-i-i don't want any trouble!" Geralt pointed to the broken window.

"How much will that cost?"

"There he is!" A gruff voice yelled "Get him!" Geralt turned to see Thestrals, all wearing black armor with white moon crescents on them, entering and surrounding the Tavern. They held their spears at Geralt, all ready for combat. Geralt sheathed his weapon, slowly getting his mug and drank the rest of the cider. He finished with a small 'Ah' from the refreshment, turning to the gurads, all staring at him with their cat-like eyes.

"To be honest, he started it."

Geralt was taken to the Royal Canterlot Castle, albeit, in chains around him. The halls were remarkably huge, compared to the other castles he has been in, but with how tall Luna was, it was probably reasonable. The smell of cake invaded his nostrils, followed by the scent of a strange fruit that he had never had before, and the staff noticed Geralt, many of them whispered about his looks or asking what he had done. They entered the royal throne room, which Geralt saw was ginormous, followed by many windows holding what was the history of the land. He was surprised to see and quikcly learn that the six mares he had encountered were, in fact, the heroes of this land, using some sort of magic to blast two of their enemies away, but with what looked like a small, humanoid dragon, and Twilight didn't have her wings, but received them, along with what seemed like royalty.

If having a horn and wings make you royalty, then why isn't she worried about assassinations? Geralt thought, though not caring much about Twilight, just wondering why she isn't protected by some men like what Celestia and Luna are doing. Perhaps her friends are her security? It's a start. He saw Princess Luna sitting on the throne, looking rather impatient at him, but he also saw the silhouette of another alicorn, but her mane didn't move like Luna's, and he heard the familiar 'caws' of a crow.

"I see you've been getting along with the locals," the all to familiar voice spoke from the silhouetted pony "Tell me, how was it like battling with no fingers?"

"Strange, but familiar, just like you, Yennefer of Vengerberg." The pony stepped out of the shadows, revealing the new form of Yennefer: an alicorn mare with a coat that was strangely similar to her skin, a long black mane & tail, and was in her dress, similar to Geralt's.

"Oh please, just call me Yennefer, Geralt."

"You know this brute!?" Luna asked in surprise

"And you know this horse?" Geralt asked. Yennefer scoffed.

"Oh hush, the both of you. Geralt, this is where I learned all of my years of magic from. And Luna, I've known Geralt for years now; he's the... special somepony, I mentioned." Geralt groaned

"You're using their terms?"

"Yes, Geralt, but know that I haven't used them when you were around."

"Fair enough."

"Enough!" Luna spoke "Guards, release Geralt, we have much to discuss."

"Yes, your majesty." the guards spoke in unison. They freed Geralt from his chains and left the room.

"They're very loyal to you, your majesty." Geralt commented.

"Yes, they are," Luna replied "they're like children to me, but so is every foal. Tell me, why didn't you meet my sister in the morning? She was expecting you, yet you never came. Quite rude of you."

"Two of her guards prevented me to enter, all because of my 'Thestral eyes'."

"Yes, everyone under my sister's sun tends to do that. But why not teleport inside? Surely, somepony who uses a sword and magic must know how to teleport past some guards."

"I don't know how to teleport, and I hate portals."

"... You are right; he has many excuses."

"Yes," Yennefer spoke "but at least he had the patience to wait, something that neither of us can do. And I must say, Geralt, I'm glad that you didn't go to the whorehouse for pleasure."

"I'm doing my best, Yennefer." Geralt replied "I only go in there for legitimate business."

"Right, of course you do. You do know what's happening here?"

"Of course; Yaks aren't working with them, a winter is growing strong, and your best men can't solve it."

"It was Celestia's soldiers," Luna corrected "but yes, that is what's happening. Something is going on with the Yaks, and you need to-"

"It was the Wild Hunt."

"...The what?"

"The wild hunt. They're hunting my daughter, Ciri, to become the most powerful force in the world. Winter is their way of getting power: make everyone starve to death before they bow to their masters. I need to find Ciri before the Wild Hunt does, or at least, help her escape from this land."

"... I see. What does she look like? When she falls asleep, I can-"

"She's a witcher, like me. Witcher's don't require sleep, and she's on the run, so it's going to be very difficult for the Wild Hunt to catch her."

"Hm... this is going to be difficult then. It seems I won't be of help here, but my sister, Celestia, should be helpful. I will explain to her once she wakes up."

"So I should wait for her?"

"Yes. But that is if you want to. But I think Princess Cadence and her husband, Shining Armor, can be helpful in your situation. Head North to the Crystal Empire, help them in whatever they need helping with, and they shall help you."

"And from what I've heard," Yennefer added "The yaks don't take too kindly to strangers, let alone, us ponies. Geralt, I believe you should find some contracts, start low, then make a name for yourself."

"I should also get paid for these." Geralt replied dryly

"Yes, of course, but start from the bottom, then make your way to the top. Also I think you'll be excited to hear that, though you're initially hired for this job, there has been a small accident."

"Care to elaborate the 'small accident'."

"Go on, Luna. Tell him what happened." Luna's cheeks blushed from embarrassment.

"Well," she began "I only meant to summon you, Geralt, but my magic overreacted and... some other guests entered Equestria."

"'Guests'?" Geralt asked

"It's... kinda hard to explain."

"Many of our allies have entered Equestria," Yennefer explained "Close friends and other Witchers. They're separated and are in different locations around Equestria. You arrived in Ponyville, and I am here, in Canterlot."

"So I have to travel around this land to find our friends?" Geralt asked

"Precisely."

"Hm, have they changed as well?"

"Most likely, but I'm sure you can tell who they are just as you have with me."

"Can't argue with that. I do wonder what many of their ugly faces will look like now."

"You'll see, and who knows, perhaps you'll find some more Gwent cards around here."

"Gwent?" Luna asked

"It's a popular card game back where Geralt and I came from. He can't stop himself from getting all of them, including the rare cards from some certain individuals."

"It's very addicting." Geralt admitted. Yennefer stepped down from the throne and walked to Geralt. She stood a bit taller than him, but Geralt hated to admit it, she was still as beautiful as when she was a human. She leaned down and kissed on Geralt's left cheek.

"I'm sure it is. Please, Geralt, find Ciri and our friends. This land, though it's strange to you, needs saving, and you're the professional it needs. I will be in my chambers the next time you're here."

"What about tonight?"

"Hm, I'm alright with it, and it could be fun."

"Yeah, especially when Roach isn't around."

"Where is your steed?"

"Don't know and I don't care."

Roach:

Roach sat near the campfire, waiting with a smile on her face.

"He'll call soon." She spoke to herself. A bush shook. "MONSTER!!!" She jumped into another bush and hid away. Out of the other bush came a red stallion with an orange-yellow mane, wearing a yoke around his neck and held a lantern in his hooves. Behind him, he was pulling a wagon. Roach saw the stallion. She drooled as she saw how muscular he was, his more stoic face, and the apple on his ass looked so delicious! She came out of the bush, walking seductively to the stallion. He saw Roach approaching to him, but stopped and froze with confusion as the mare rubbed herself on him.

"...Can ah help you?" the stallion asked.

"Oh, hey there you stallion. The name's Roach, and, I must say, you've got a nice body. Tell me, is that apple real?"

"... NOPE!!!" He turned and ran away with the wagon. Roach chased him.

"I WANT YOUR FOALS!!!"

Wait for Celestia

Head for the Crystal Empire

Find some jobs

Find Allies.

Meet up with Yennefer.

Work.

Luna stepped next to Geralt as Yennefer left to her chambers.

"Well, Geralt," she spoke "Will you meet with your special somepony?" Geralt cringed at the mention of 'pony'.

"Don't say that again. And... as much as I'd like to, I'll do it later."

"Oh! So what will you do?"

"I'm going to take some jobs." He walked away.

"You do realize that everypony is asleep, right?"

"What did I say about that? And, no, not everyone's asleep; you're awake, your guards are awake, and the Taverns are still open for service. I know someone will need my service."

"And why do you need to take these jobs?"

"The same reason everyone does: for money. For me, I need money to get new armor, swords, and other equipment for this journey. That, and as you said, I need a reputation in this world you rule under." He walked out of the throne room, heading to the hallways and outside of the castle to begin his mission: Build a reputation.

Outside of the castle, Geralt passed the royal decor, seeing the impressive statues around as well as the guards standing attention. He walked down the steps to the outside gates, very glad to see the two idiots from earlier were gone and replaced by Thestrals.

"Hey! You!" Undoubtedly one of the guards shouted. Geralt stopped in his tracks and turned to see, yet another, thestral guard. "Are you Geralt? The special guest Luna brought in after that fight outside the "Prancing pony"?"

"What do you want?" Geralt asked.

"You're... different from what I expected."

"Disappointed?"

"Not at all. But what you did, though it was brutal AND intolerable around these parts, I have to thank you for what you did."

"...You're that mare's husband."

"I am. That group of mercenaries has been affecting my wife's tavern business too much. I wanted to show them a piece of my mind, but Bonecruncher... he-"

"Broke a wing?" He looked surprised

"How did you-?" Geralt walked to the thestral and pointed at his wing.

"Your right wings is slightly crooked from your left wing. If you landed in front of my flying, then I may just believe you were too busy or cowardly to fight that minotaur, but if you did fly, you'd land roughly." He stared at Geralt.

"That's... very observant of you. And I'll fly soon, in a week."

"Glad to hear. Now, if you excuse me, I need to find a job."

"You need a job?"

"I just said that."

"Sorry. Well, since you helped me, I guess I can give you a job, but it may be difficult."

"Nothing's too difficult for me. What is it? A monster attack? Bandits? Finding a lost someone?"

"Almost. See, about a week ago, my wife ordered some of Sweet Apple Acre's best cider barrels and sweets, but the delivery hasn't came yet. Big Macintosh, the deliverer, has a perfect track record of delivering goods, but he's not here! I hope he's alright."

"Could be some bandits. Any idea where he may be at?"

"He follows the path here that followed by the train tracks."

"Train tracks?"

"You've... never seen a train before? You really are lost around here, aren't you? Need me to join you?"

"I'm fine. Just find Big Mac and a wagon with barrels and sweets. Any description on what he looks like?"

"Well, he's a red earth pony stallion with a short orange mane & tail. Look for the apple cutie mark on his flank and the yoke he wears."

"Uh, Cutie mark?"

"What the-!? How do you not know what a cutie mark is!? You have it on your flank as well!" Geralt turned to see the same wolf signs on his flanks.

This is called a 'Cutie Mark'? I've got to find Ciri and get out of here as fast as I can!

"As his name suggests, Big Mac's much bigger than you. And don't worry, he shouldn't give you much trouble."

"And I shouldn't if he listens to me." Geralt left the place and headed out.

As he traveled along the streets of Canterlot, Geralt couldn't help but stare at the lights each building had, inside & out, and see that there wasn't fire at all. Each light was bright, but it was concentrated, not flickering like fire would, and no fire places were around.

Either these ponies are magically powerful than the kingdoms combined, Geralt thought Or they're technologically superior to us. ...Maybe both? He exited Canterlot and traveled the dirt road, following the various trails left behind by multiple wagons, all leading to a small station where some other ponies & creatures stood, waiting. None of them posed a threat at all, and some were sleeping. Geralt concentrated onto his Witcher senses, seeing a tuft of orange fur. He picked it up and smelt it. Dirt, a hint of apples, yet, strangely clean. No doubt he must a hard worker, but a clean one as well? Strange, but acceptable. He followed the scent and one wagon trail entering the forest. Either Big Mac needed a rest, or he was curious on something. He followed the scent and wagon trail, which was added by hoofprints, each much bigger Geralt's own hoofprints. He then noticed smoke arising from the trees. Hold on... did he-? He traveled through and saw his campfire that he left behind. He did! Damn it, Roach! he looked at how Big Mac's hooves, though left some dirt behind each step, now turned into a scramble. Great! Just what I needed; Roach's new sexuality and awareness must've gave the stallion a chase. He followed the frantic hoofprints left behind, but stopped as he was a steep hill. Looking down, Geralt saw a turned over cart with only the barrels around intact; everything else along with the cart was smashed. He mustn't have been looking forward. Fell down and rolled down this hill. He slid down the hill and went to the smashed cart. Barrels seem fine. Everything else, not so much. Wagon will need at least a week until it's fixed. He then noticed a small pile of blood with red fur. He cut himself upon landing, but still ran from Roach. He then looked nearby, seeing huge drags on the floor, but hooves next to him. Never mind, he dragged himself. And Roach followed.

"I WANT YOUR BABIES!!!" Roach's voice yelled

"NOO!!!" Another, more masculine voice yelled. Geralt ran to the voices, but stopped as he saw the red stallion on his black, bleeding heavily, as Roach was on top, ready to perform sex. The Witcher wanted to gag at the sight, but he quickly whistled. Roach stopped what she was trying to do, turning to Geralt.

"Master!?" She ran to him "Master! You called! I knew you would call! I knew-"

"Shut up!" Geralt interrupted, growling with intense fury "What the hell were you doing to that stallion?"

"...him? Oh, master, I'm so sorry, but, look at him! Look at his size, muscles, and looks! That's a stallion!!!" Geralt watched as Big Mac breathed hard, both from fear and in pain.

"He looks like he's dying."

"OR he looks like he can provide me with the most healthiest of fillies and colts!"

"...You are a fucking idiot." He walked to Big Mac saw his wound. "Hm... your flank has a deep cut, chest, also a deep cut, dislocated elbow in the left front leg... hold still." Geralt popped the elbow back in, making Big Mac wince in pain. The stallion winced in pain, rolling a bit, but Geralt was surprised that he didn't scream like most men would do. "Relax, this will help." He pulled out a potion and rubbed it into Big Mac's open wounds. Big Mac winced again, feeling a sting on the wounds, but happy when it ended. He got up, but held his left leg off the floor, undoubtedly still feeling pain. Geralt looked up to the standing stallion, all the description matching what the Thestral spoke. "You really are big."

"Eeyup." Big Mac replied

"Delivering some cider and sweets to "The Prancing Pony"?"

"Eeyup."

"saw the camfire?"

"Eeyup."

"Meet Roach?"

"Eeyup."

"Liked her?"

"Eenope."

"Crashed hard?"

"Eeyup."

"Felt like you were going to die?"

"Nope."

"...Not much of a talker, are you?"

"Nope."

"... I kinda like you now."

"Does he like me!?" Roach asked.

"No!" Both Geralt and Big Mac replied in unison.

Geralt held onto Roach by her leash, and all three headed to the destroyed cart.

"Need Help carrying your stuff?" Geralt asked "She needs to be punished."

"Nope." Big Mac replied. Geralt turned to him, confused.

"You got this, even with a broke leg?"

"Nope."

"Then... what?" Big mac pointed at Geralt's horn. "This thing? You think this is going to help us?"

"Eeyup."

"I have no idea what to do with this thing. What should I do with it?" Big Mac shrugged.

Attempt to fix the wagon.

Attempt to lift the barrels

Attempt to teleport them all to Canterlot

Just carry the barrels.

Lifting

Geralt looked at the mess in front of him, then looked at his horn. He remembered how powerful his signs have gotten into this world, which was a good thing, but everything else, not so much. Besides, remembered one thing that he hated with a passion.

I hate portals. He internally growled "Sorry, but there's no way I'm going to do magic."

"Hm?" Big Mac asked, turning his head curiously like that of a dog.

"As much as I like you, there's no way I can any spell at all. I barely know magic." Big Mac stared down at Geralt, giving him a look that said 'Really?'. "I'm new around these parts. Might as well do it the old way. Hold still, Roach!"

"Yes, Master!" Roach replied. Geralt stacked many barrels onto Roach's back. Both Geralt and Big Mac lifted their own barrels, though Mac only carried one from his injury. Slowly & steadily, they made their way back to Canterlot.

They arrived to the Prancing Pony, and Geralt saw something he remembered from the cities back home: some guards surrounding an area while body collectors took the corpses onto a wagon to be taken away. Some of the locals were around, whispering and asking who had done it. The same mare from much earlier was outside, anxiously waiting, but saw the three heading to them.

"You're here!" She cheered, running and stopping near them. "Uh... you're here as well, sir."

"Thanks." Geralt replied sarcastically.

"Big Mac? I see you have the barrels, but where's the wagon?"

"It was crashed. Wheels and sides are broken, all treats smashed. Can vbe fixed, but it's going to take some time."

"...How did it crash?"

"This idiot chased him." Geralt pointed to Roach.

"He's a REAL stallion!" Roach added, giving Big Mac a seductive look. The stallion took a step to the side.

"Shut up, Roach."

"That's no way to talk to a lady, sir." the mare replied, sounding angered.

"Try living with her."

"... fine. Here's your pay, you three." She pulled out a bag that jingled with gold. She stopped as she saw Big Mac. "Oh no! Big Mac, are you alright!?"

"Eeyup." Big Mac simply replied

"Did our friend here help you?"

"Eeyup."

"Did he use magic?"

"Eenope."

"Really? So he helped you carry the stuff back?"

"eeyup."

"Can you make it back to your home?"

"Eeyup."

"Alright, I'm sure you can. When you get home, tell your sister, Applejack, that she should make the delivery next time."

"Eeyup." Geralt shook his head.

Applejack!? He thought to himself This pony is the brother to that mare with the accent and that filly!? Big Mac noticed Geralt's near freaked out look.

"Something wrong?"

...That's the first thing he said. "Uh... no. Just... surprised."

"Surprised?"

"That you're talking... and, almost recently, I saved your sister, Applebloom, from Timberwolves and meet your other sister, Applejack." Big Mac gave him an inquisitive look. "I didn't plan anything at all, just meet the filly when I got here. I was lost and she lead me to her house, where I rested for the night. Nothing else."

"But what about the other mares?" Roach added "And you forgot about the dragon attack that you foolishly let survive, and how you and I got along like a couple! That is, until Big Mac came along, and I wanted to-"

"SHUT UP!!!" Both Big Mac and the other mare stared silently, both surprised looking.

"You... fought that dragon?" The mare asked. Geralt took a deep breath and calmed himself.

"...Can you be specific?"

"Earlier, I saw a dragon fly in the sky. Dragons are normal around these parts, but the way it wore armor was something unheard of, and I saw somepony on it's back. Was... was that you?"

"It was, and I allowed it to live."

"Hold on!" Another pony, this one, a stallion with a red coat & black mane "How do we know this isn't just a wannabe!"

"Yeah!" Another added, this one, a smaller mare with a white coat and a grey mane "How do we know you're not just a phony like the others that say they fought that dragon!" A whole crowd started to gather around Geralt, each asking him the same question and demanding proof that he indeed fought the dragon yesterday. A couple of other creatures stood near Geralt.

"You're a liar!" A pegasus spoke "I'm the one who slayed the beast."

"You never slayed it!" Another one, this one, an earth pony, replied "I held on for dear life!"

"Like you can wield a sword." A unicorn mare added "Magic is where it's at." Geralt stood, silently watching the madness around him as the group of random ponies around him argued that they fought the dragon and slayed it, though he knew what happened

I'm a Witcher

Fight them.

Show me proof

Go see Twilight Sparkle.

Stay silent.

Show proof

The sound of everyone arguing over who slayed the dragon annoyed Geralt greatly. His left eye began to twitch again, and he knew what he had to do.

"SHUT UP!!!" he yelled. Everyone stopped arguing and turned to Geralt. The Witcher's face was red in anger as he breathed hard through his nostrils, calming himself down. "Okay... this has gone far enough. Show me proof."

"...Proof?" the earth pony asked.

"Did I stutter?" The three ponies that said they slayed the dragon looked at each other in fear, but they pulled out their weapons. Geralt inspected the Pegasus', unicorn's, and Earth Pony's weapons. "This sword was recently bought; I see a tag on it. Your axe is filthy & unclean; if you were to use this in a fight, then it'd break upon impact, especially on dragon scales. And you... this is made out of wood. This is not going to work at all."

"Oh yeah!" The pegasus spoke "Show us your proof!"

"Gladly." Geralt pulled out his silver sword. Though he was one to make sure his weapons were fixed and clean for the next battle, the sword was undoubtedly covered in the dragon's blood. Something else on his sword, that he didn't notice, but was glad is on, was a single scale from the dragon. The crowd gasped at the sight and murmured to each other. "That's right; I fought the dragon and survived. You all talked about slaying it, but none of you have the looks to do such a thing."

"...How... how did you slay it?" The unicorn asked.

"I didn't." Another gasp from the crowd. "It was under control by something. I had all the rights to slay it, perhaps parade it's heart like a trophy, but I didn't. I allowed it to live another day."

"But... why!?"

"Why? I use my swords to only slay monsters, both feral and among you, for I am Geralt of Rivia, the Witcher." The crowd stared silently.

"...HEY! I HAVE A PROBLEM!!!" A stallion yelled in the crowd.

"Me too!" A mare added "I'll pay you for it!" The crowd busted into a large argument over who wants Geralt. Though Geralt was willing to take money, this... this was something else. He took a few steps back, actually feeling nervous, despite not showing it. A lone mare turned to him.

"Hey! Get back here!"

"Shit!" Geralt yelled. He turned and ran; the crowd followed.

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Geralt ran from the crowd, all yelling for his service! Roach stood next to Big Mac, but gave him the seductive eyes.

"So," she spoke "Wanna make some foals?"

"...NOPE!!!" Big Mac yelled, running despite being injured. Roach ran after him.

"Come on! Show me why you're called 'Big Mac'!"

Geralt ran from the crowd as fast as his hooves could carry him. The crowd, however, was much faster, especially the pegasus that flew to him. Geralt had no choice but to run through the houses; breaking through a window or through the front door to the backdoor helped the crowd stopped & ran around, but some guards saw Geralt performed these actions.

"STOP RIGHT THERE!!!" The guards shouted.

"MY HOUSE!!!" The owners yelled.

"SHIT!!!" Geralt yelled to himself, chased by the added guards and homeowners. As he ran, however, he passed by the six mares from the Ponyville, along with Applebloom and a white unicorn with a poofy, pink & purple mane and an orange pegasus with a purple mane.

"...Was that Geralt?" Twilight asked. The crowd ran past her.

"What did he do to get such attention?" Rarity asked "That's what I want!"

"I don't think it ain't that, Rarity." Applejack commented.

"Ooh! Wait for me, Geralt!" Pinkie yelled, running after the crowd and to the Witcher.

"Here we go again." Rainbow Dash commented. "Let's make sure nothing goes wrong up ahead, Fluttershy."

"Oh, okay," the shy pegasus replied "I just hope nothing bad happens to him." The two pegasi flapped their wings and went ahead.

"Hey! Wait for me!" Twilight added, flapping her wings and following the two.

"And you three," Applejack spoke affirmatively "ya'll stay with us and-"

"CUTIE MARK CRUSADERS MONSTER HUNTER TRAINEES!!!" The three fillies yelled, quickly running into a sprint into the large crowd.

"Sweetie Belle! Get over here!!!" Rarity growled

"Goshdarnit, Applebloom!" Applejack added "Ya'll are in mighty big trouble!" The two jumped into the crowd, chasing after their sisters and one friend.

Geralt was beginning to tire from running; though it was true that, as a Witcher, he was better in almost every single way, but he was still human. He felt like passing out, up until the pink demon came back, running backwards without breaking a sweat.

"Hiya, Gary, ol' buddy, ol' pal! Is this a race you're having with Canterlot? Oh! Is this a marathon!? I love marathons! I love 'em because I run, and I love running! Do you love running? It's really great, especially when you're-"

"AHH!!!" Geralt screamed, getting the extra boost he need to run!

"Wait! Look out!!!"

"Never!!!"

"You're gonna crash into-"

"I don't give a-!!!" He crashed into Roach, who was just inches away from poncing and locking onto Big Mac's back. Both Geralt and his steed rolled on the floor and crashed hard against the side of a building. Geralt saw the world was dizzying in his eyes, but he shook it off... and instantly regretted it. With a loud scratch and crash from something that he never heard of, everypony running to him crashed into the Witcher and his steed. Through the pile of ponies over him, Geralt's head popped out of the crowd, but, with so much damage to his head and body, he was hallucinating. The Cutie Mark crusaders, their sisters & their friends, and Big Mac were the only ones to not get into the large pile that may have contained at least a good quarter of Canterlot's population. Applebloom hopped onto the other ponies' heads' and pointed to Geralt.

"This is Gery, the stallion that saved mah life from them Timberwolves!"

"But he ain't gonna save ya'll from yer punishment back home!" Through Geralt's eyes, everything was blurry and out of control, but he saw the sillhouetes of his allies back home, including Ciri.

"Hey~... guys!" He spoke like a drunk. "I just had... the stranges dream... where I landed in a place~... filled with... talking... horses."

"...Is he alright?" Sweetie Belle asked

"Has he been drinking Cider?" Scootaloo added, tilting her head.

"Oh~! Yes, Ciri... I lo~ve you~... as a daughter." Geralt continued to ramble. "Hey! Where's the nearest whorehouse!?" Pinkie's tail twitched. A potted plant fell from the sky and knocked Geralt out. The group looked up to see the local wonky eyed pegasus above.

"Oh, I'm so sorry for that!" she exclaimed "Of all the exciting things that happened, that was the craziest thing around here! None of you are hurt, are you?"

"We're alright," Twilight answered "ad I think we should thank you. Go back to Ponyville, I'll cover that plant you dropped."

"Oh! Thank you, your highness!" She flew away.

"I guess we better get Geralt out before he wakes up."

Geralt found himself in a field, back as his human self.

"Geralt?" he voice of Ciri spoke. Geralt turned around and saw only the back of Ciri.

"Ciri!" Geralt exclaimed happily. He ran to her as cheerful music he never heard of played behind him. The flowers bloomed around him, the sun seemed to have a baby's face on it, and Ciri, though just her back, looked just as beautiful as ever! He approached to her back and turned her around... only to be meet with Roach's face back home.

"Let's have foals!" Roach spoke in Ciri's voice.

"AHH!!!" Geralt screamed again as he woke up. He sweated very hard as he hyperventilated from that nightmare. He looked around, seeing that he was in a more traditional hospital room (at least, to his taste). He was on a soft bed, covered by a blanket, and he was, though loosely, naked. His armor and swords hung to his right, and on his left was a candlelight with a bowl of water & rag. He looked at himself, seeing that he was still a unicorn, and looked around, seeing other ponies were on their bed as well, some with worse injuries than him. A white earth pony mare with a pink-bun mane, and with a mark of a red cross on her flank, came to Geralt's side.

"I heard you scream, Geralt," she spoke "I didn't think you'd be us so quick... and healed as fast as well." Geralt groaned as he felt a migraine.

"Ugh... what happened?"

"You had a terrible accident outside. Oh ponies outside, always chasing something until they hit their heads on something, am I right?"

"How did I get here?"

"Ah! Your friend, Princess Twilight Sparkle and her friends brought you here. They wanted you to be well as soon as possible, though, Princess Celestia would like to see you."

"Princess Celestia? The ruler of this this country?"

"The one and only!"

"... Can I avoid her?"

"Certainly, though I wouldn't recommend it; you're still injured, and I'm certain that your 'fans' are still outside."

Wait until Night.

Meet Celestia

Find some disguise and sneak out

[Bribe 150 Gold] Take me out.

Other

Celestia

Feralt sighed in defeat.

"Might as well get this over." He thought aloud. He turned around and jumped off the bed.

"Sir!" Redheart yelled "You're not-..." She paused as Geralt stood up without help. He turned his neck around, cracking his bones, and stood on his hind legs, stretching as he did back home, though his new body wasn't designed for it. He took the armor off the wall and put it back on, as well as he equipped his sword. Geralt saw Redheart with a wide, open mouth in awe.

"Faster healing." He simply answered "Comes in very handy with my life. Care to lead me to your leader?" Readheart shook her head hard.

"Uh... yes. Please, follow me, Geralt." Geralt followed the mare around the castle. As he expected, guards stood at every doorways, but there were no Thestrals around, only Earth Ponies, Unicorns, and Pegasi. Many of the guards stood there, almost looking blank, while others' watched Geralt pass by. A few silent minutes later, Geralt walked into the same large throne room where he meet Luna, only now, it was brighter, and the stained glasses gave him the evidence that he needed to confirm that those six mares were the heroes of this land. He then saw Celestia, sitting on the throne. Celestia was an Alicorn like Luna, but she had a white coat, a flowing mane & tail that had blue, green, & pink stripes, wore a golden crown & necklace, a sun mark on her flank, and perjhaps the thing that really caught Geralt's eye, was how tall she was. He roughly estimated that, he was about the same size as Twilight Sparkle, and Celestia, though roughly, was actually twice his size.

Damn! That's a tall Horse. He thought to himself. Celestia sat on her throne, and near the steps were the two idiots that stopped Geralt from entering.

"Please!" The first spoke "Your majesty, have mercy!"

"After you scrub all the floors in the castle, then we'll talk about mercy." Celestia replied in a motherly tone. "Now, what did you two learn?"

"Never judge anypony by their looks."  They both replied in unison.

"Good, now, do your task at hoof." They both got up and bowed respectfully.

"Thank you, Princess." The second spoke. They both ran off, passing by Geralt. Celestia saw Geralt.

"I apologize for what happened yesterday. I'm sure they've learned their lesson."

"Considering I have the eyes of a species that used to suck blood in their sleep, I don't necessarily blame them." Geralt replied. "So, you're Princess Celestia?"

"I am. And you're Geralt of Rivia?"

"I am. I must say, you weren't what I was expecting."

"I can say the same to you. I thought you'd be taller."

"And I thought you'd be smaller." She chuckled at his comment.

"Yes, my size can make anypony weary around me. Yet, I don't sense you're weary yourself. I take it this isn't your first time around royalty?"

"You can say that. Of course, it is my first time to hear crowds wanting my services."

"Yes, I heard about your little... incident." A maid approached to her, holding a tray with a tea set in her mouth. "Thank you." Celestia took the tea & plate off, sipping from it. The maid bowed and walked off. "Care for some tea, Geralt?"

"... Why not?" A door opened and some ponies came in, quickly setting up a table, followed by a chair for Geralt. Celestia walked off from her throne and approached the table. As she sat down, another maid came along and quickly set a pillow, seconds before Celestia rested her flank. A butler came and set up tea for the two.

"Thank you." He bowed and left. "My Subject, Applejack, told me how you saved her sister's life from Timberwolves with your magical sword, and Twilight Sparkle, my prized Pupil, told me you successfully slayed a dragon." She sipped. Geralt sipped his tea; it was probably the most delicious tea he had ever sipped.

"First thing's first. My swords aren't magical; they can be enchanted to perform better in certain areas, but oherwise, they're normal."

"Oh, then why do you carry two swords? May I see them?" Geralt gave Celestia a stern look. He unsheathed his swords and placed them on the table, pointing at them.

"The Steel sword is what I use against 'normal' enemies. But, since I'm in a world where creatures have sentience, I'm probably not going to use this as much."

"And the other?"

"My silver sword. I use it to slay more magical monsters. This, I will most likely use in my time here."

"And that's the same sword you use to slay the Timberwolves and Dragon?"

"The Timberwolves, yes, but the dragon, I allowed him to live."

"A monster hunter that allows a monster to live?"

"No, I'm a Witcher, and it was a beast, not a monster. I only slay monsters, magical and sentient."

"Really? And who were some of these Sentient monsters you slayed?"

"I'm probably looking at one now." That comment alone made the place go silent. Celestia's calm look withered down.

"What makes you say that?"

"Someone who's a leader by telling everyone they have the ability to control the sun. I have dealt with your kind before; Tyrants. I've worked for them before, and I'm certain that, magically, you're powerful, but having the ability to control the sun itself? Bullshit."

"... I have no idea where you came from, but it is my duty to move the sun and watch over my subjects as it is my sister's duty to raise the moon and watch over hers."

"Yes, and brainwash your subjects to always bow before you both and keep your status as 'Princess'. Tell me, where's your mother, the queen?"

"...She passed away thousands of years ago, right after Luna was born."

"...I apologize. But shouldn't you be a queen now? Princess is a title meant for little girls, or young women still under their mother's rule."

"I know, but I refuse to change it. My subjects are fearful at the title of Queen, and my sister & I rule this land together, so we haven't changed our title at all."

"Hm... understandable."

"And I'll demonstrate to you on how I control the sun. Blink it and you'll miss." Her horn glowed with a yellow aura. Geralt quickly grabbed his sword, ready for combat, but Celestia didn't even move. Without looking back, the sun moved quickly, the sky rapidly changed to the night sky, back to the morning that they were in. Geralt stared in shock.

What the-!? He thought She... she just-! No! It can't be! There's no way she- He noticed Celestia smirking, followed by a sip of tea. SHE DID!!!

"Told you. Now, lower your sword, I want to chat with you about your friends and task at hand." Without a word, Geralt followed, sitting down and placing his sword on the table. Celestia gave him a map, marking locations on the map. "Your friends are approximately around these locations: the Outskirts of Ponyville, Griffinstone, Manehatten, The Crystal Empire, Appaloosa, Trottingham, and Froggy Bottom Bog. Like you, Geralt, they too have changed into our world's species, so finding and recognizing them may be hard for you."

"Maybe, but if I can recognize myself, despite being a horse that can only be ridden by virgins, I may recognize them just as easily. If not, then they will with me."

"Good, and, as for your... crowd problem, I have a spare suit of armor that will disappear once you're out of the castle."

"So when I'm away from the crowd, I'll be exposed again?"

"Yes, but I'm certain that, once you're out, you can truly begin what you need to do. That is, unless you can cast magic or are willing to wait."

How will Geralt escape?

Follow Celestia's plan.

Try to teleport yourself out.

Wait until night time.

Just exit.

Other.

What will you do afterwards?

Try to find a job.

Head out to find an ally.

New supplies.

Other.

Hiding in Plain sight

Geralt sighed in defeat.

"Fine. Where's your armor?" Celestia smiled and her horn glowed. A set of Golden Armor was on Geralt, over his armor, strangely.

"Comfortable?" she asked.

"As long as this gets off when I'm out of here."

"Oh, it will. Just follow the next patrol about right... now!" Geralt turned to see a passing patrol of guards. He got up and followed the patrol. None of the guards seemed to notice, nor care, that Geralt was following them. If there was one thing Geralt didn't want to do, it was being a guard, even if it meant escaping his now sudden fanbase; many of the guards back home were nothing more than slobs that walked around to keep their kings' form of 'order' that couldn't handle anything but the local, defenseless peasant. These guard were different, at least species and ability wise, but working with Celestia, who actually was powerful enough to move the sun, she may be a deity-tyrant one day.

If she can move the sun, how did the world survive before her? He thought to himself And if Luna raises the moon, what else can she do? What can Twilight do? And are there more of them, or are they the last of their kind? He pondered to himself, wondering about the Alicorns; their role in this world and how they're affecting it made Geralt wonder hard.

He walked outside to the streets, passing by the various citizens, all gathered around to see Geralt, all yelling & holding bags of gold for his services. As soon as he got out of the Castle's courtyard, the armor on him vanished.

"Guess she's a woman of her word." He spoke to himself. "And if I'm going to do this, I need some supplies." He walked around and, soon, found himself at a marketplace. All around him, creatures of sorts were buying and selling whatever they had, but Geralt had his eyes on two things: Armor and weapons. He approached the blacksmith, a stallion earth Pony that looked a bit bulky.

"Hello, sir!" He greeted in a matching voice that sounded strangely innocent "Here to purchase some weapons and armor! The best around here!"

"If I see something, I'll probably buy it." If there was one thing Geralt could tell, it was the stats of various armors and weapons. Though he couldn't explain it, he could tell if a weapon or armor was better or worse than what he was using. He looked at the armor on display, seeing them all from left to right. Some of these are pony based, others not so much. Rule out the others... seven left. Two of them have holes, meaning it's for the pegasi, takes those out; don't want to get stabbed in the holes, nor will I grow wings. Those two won't fit me; one too big and the other's too small. Three left. hat one looks light; I'll be able to move faster, though I'll need to maintain it more. That one looks like mine, just with slightly more defense. Final looks heavy; will be slow now, but I'll have added protection. He looked up to see helmets, some fitting for ponies. Some of the helmets had hole in them. Should I wear a helmet? Protecting my new horn should help. Then he saw the weapons. Swords, axes, and... sticks. Oh god! They're all awful!!! Oh... that sword looks like it could slice an arm off easy... and that one looks enchanted. Axes are slower, but provide more damage... and that looks enchanted as well.

"Sir?" Geralt snapped out of it.

"Sorry. Looking at the stuff."

"Care to buy or leave?"

Leave.

Buy the Armor?

-Light Armor

-Near-same Armor

-Heavy Armor

Buy the helmet?

-Yes.

-No.

Buy the Weapons?

-The sword

-The Ax.

Just fix everything else.

What to do next?

Find allies (Location)

Find a job.

Get info. (Travel to Twilight's castle.)

New Armor and Questions

Geralt made up his mind.

"Yeah, I know what I want. I'll take the middle armor, please." The stallion followed "That sword, please. And the helmet." All his stuff was on the counter.

"That'll be 500 bits." The blacksmith spoke. Geralt took the coin he had on him and gave it to the blacksmith. He counted all of them, much quickly than what Geralt expected, but nodded. The Witcher began to take his armor off. "Uh, what are you doing, sir?"

"Switching Armor."

"... In public?"

"Yeah. I do it all the time back home."

"Uh... yeah. Look, I don't know about you, but it's true that around here, ponies walk naked, but if you want to change, do it in a private place."

"...Fine. But I'm find putting on the helmet and sword?"

"That, you are, sir."

"Good." He put the helmet on finding it somewhat weird. In his life, he never once considered putting on a helmet, with the exception being masks at balls, but with his horn sticking out, moving more like cartilage than bone, it needed to be protected. The tip of his horn fitted through the hole perfectly, and, as a weird extra, his mane stuck out a bit. He quickly changed his steel sword around as usual. "Do you buy weapons and armor?" The blacksmith gave him a weird look.

"What does this look like? A pawn shop? I don't how it works where you come from, but If I started spending money on used swords and armor, then I'd be out of business in a jiffy!" Geralt wanted to reply, but, he did have a point.

Is it because I'm a witcher that they buy from me? Or is it something else? He thought to himself.

"Geralt!? Is that you!?" Geralt turned to see the white unicorn from Twilight's group, wearing what looked liked a large brim hat and had a saddle with bags. "Oh, Geralt! I had no idea you were the type of pony that shops. Is that... a helmet you're wearing? It's certainly... revolting."

"...You've seen what I've done, and I need some protection."

"Uh... I guess you have a point there. Care to join me? I'm certain Twilight would love to see how well you're doing."

"I was actually planning on seeing her, actually."

"Splendid! But I do wonder, where's your friend?"

"She's not my friend and I don't care where she's at."

In the Canterlot Guard's break room, three guards sat around a table playing with some cards. Roach approached to them.

"Hey boys." She spoke seductively. "Whatcha' playin'?"

"... Poker." One of them responded, not looking away from his cards.

"Ooh! Whatcha playin' for?"

"...Fun." Another responded.

"You sure? I think the winner should win... me!"

"...Uh huh." the last spoke

"YES!!! So you want foals with me!?" The guards lowered their cards and turned to Roach, who turned around and lifted her tail up. "Go on! My body is ready." One of the guards covered their eyes, the other covered their ears, and the other covered his perked up cheeks.

Both Geralt and Rarity stood at a station, waiting for something to come.

"Why were you at Canterlot, Rarity?" Geralt asked "It seems most of your friends had left."

"Oh, they did," Rarity replied "but, truth be told, I don't think any of us knew you'd be up again from a short time."

"So you were going to visit me?"

"Every week or so."

"As a group. But what were you doing?"

"Me? Well, my friend, I had my sights on a building to open my second boutique!"

"...You have a boutique?"

"I do indeed. Carousel Boutique! Of course, it's also my home, where my sister and I live."

"Sister?"

"You... didn't see her, but she saw you in that... stampede of other ponies, and thought it was a joke before you had a vase dropped on your head."

"... Of course."

"So! While we're waiting, do you have any family? Friends?"

"...I'd rather not tell."

"Oh... rough past?"

"You can say that."

"Well, what happened in the Canterlot castle? Did you meet Celestia!?"

"My employer? Yes."

"Employer!? What does she want you to do!? Perhaps my friends and I can-"

"I don't need your help. I have to find some information about your... 'princess', and I have to find my friends."

"Oh! That sounds like something Pinkie can help you with! She knows-"

"NO!!! Not her." He shivered as he remembered her laughing with snorting. A loud horn was heard in the distance, followed by a large machine stopping, letting out the loudest screeching Geralt heard, covering his ears in pain. The machine stopped with loud hissing and, just like with Pinkie, Gearlt hid in fear, unsure on what it was. A stallion came out, wearing a stopwatch a vest, and a matching hat with a large mustache.

"ALL ABOARD!!! NEXT STOP: PONYVILLE!!!" Rarity walked ahead, but turned to see the frightened Geralt.

"Geralt?" she asked "What's wrong?" Geralt popped his head out.

"What the hell is that!?" He asked "And why is it on those tracks!?" Rarity turned to the machine, then back to Geralt, letting out an annoyed sigh.

"That's a train. Haven't you seen a train before?"

"NO!!!"

"Oh... well, don't worry, it's alright. Nothing bad's going to happen to you."

"No!"

"Come on. You want answers? Get on with me."

"NO!" She growled.

"GET ON THE TRAIN!!!"

"AND I SAID NO!!!" Rarity's horn glowed with a blue aura and lifted Geralt's tail. The witcher was dragged from his hiding spot.

"You have the courage to fight a dragon, yet you're afraid of a train? There's something wrong with you." Geralt swung his hooves.

"HELP!!! I'm being kidnapped!!!"

"Oh hush! You're making a fool out of yourself."

"HELP!!!"

After an embarrassing ride where Geralt screamed the whole way, making even the youngest foals stare at him and asking their parents what's wrong with him, they arrived in Ponyville. Geralt ran through the door and kissed the floor.

"Thank the gods!" He shouted, though he never really believed in them back home. Rarity lifted Geralt in her magic and murmured.

"That was the most embarrassing ride I've ever went through! For someone who's mature enough to battle a dragon with no fear, you acted like... like a child!"

"It's my first time being in... that thing! You expect me to take this so easy!?"

"...You have so much to learn about proper pony ways."

"Fine, I guess I'll take a shit in the middle of the street."

"I have no idea what that means, but don't do it! Use that outhouse over there to change into your... other clothes." She dropped him and walked away, lifting her head high. Geralt went into what was a small house that had a smell that would make any dwarf gag. Inside, he quickly switched his armor, then came out, only to see Twilight with Applebloom and what was probably Sweetie Belle, the unicorn, and a pegasus that looked like it could be Rainbow Dash's sister. He walked to Twilight, who turned to him.

"Geralt!?" she asked in shock. "What the-!? How are you here!? Why are you up so fast!? And why do you smell so bad!?"

"Outhouse." Geralt quickly answered, pointing at the outhouse. "And all the rest is part of my Witcher abilities. Anyways, Twilight, I'm here to-"

"Hey Gary!" Applebloom interrupted "Off that cider now?" Geralt turned to her.

"...What?"

"Mah friends and I saw you being chased by that stampede of other ponies."

"You acted like you drank a whole barrel of cider." The small pegasus added "Don't ask me how."

"Berry Punch." Sweetie Belle whispered, pointing. Geralt turned to where Sweetie was pointing, seeing a purple mare with a darker mane & tail, stumbling around drunkenly with what looked a bottle in her left foreleg, rambling before falling. Geralt blinked.

"Right." he spoke, turning to Twilight. "Twilight, I have some questions for you."

"Ask away." Twilight replied eagerly.

"If Celestia controls the sun, and Luna controls the moon, how did this world survive?"

"...What do you mean?"

"The world had to be created somehow, and I know the princesses did just arrive out of nowhere, so, how did this world came to be?" Twilight stared for a few moments, then turned to the fillies.

"Go home, kids. Twilight Time is over." They groaned and walked away. She turned to Geralt. "Come with me to the castle. We can discuss there."

It took a while, but Twilight did her best to explain everything. While it is true that Celestia and Luna weren't the first Alicorns, but it was really their parents; Queen Faust and King McCracken. Both were the first of their kind, and both created the land they lived on; McCracken created the sky, and with it, the Pegasi, while Faust created the water, and with it, the unicorns. The earth Ponies came from the land, and from many events, so did many of Equestria's other creatures. But the world was in eternal darkness; no one could see each other. With their power, both created the sun, bringing light to land, and, as an added result, Celestia emerged from the sun. The filly's power was unimaginable, as she controlled the sun with her magic easily, but was reckless. She was hidden away, leaving her parents to physically roll the sun, but it left darkness across the land that wasn't lit, and the sun, though brought light, was too hot. They took a small chunk of the sun off, making it cooler, and the moon was made, along with Luna herself. Like her sister, Luna was powerful to move the sun, but was also reckless, so she too had to be with her sister to train in their use of magic from the Unicorns. During this time, however, the three main tribes were divided from each other, working together to survive, but never appreciating each other. That is, until the Wendigos came, bringing an endless winter that was only defeated if the three tribes worked together to survive.

"And that is why we celebrate Hearths Warming Eve!" Twilight finished. "Got it all, Geralt?" He was gone. "Geralt?"

"HELP!!!" The voice of a regonizable character shouted. Twilight turned to see Geralt chasing after Spike, the purple with green spined baby dragon that was both her adopted brother and assistant.

"You'll pay for biting me!!!" Geralt yelled

"I said I was sorry!!! I didn't know you were Geralt!"

"You do now!!!"

"Geralt! Stop!" Twilight yelled. The Witcher stopped and turned to her. "Did you get any of that?"

"Something about two giant Alicorns making your leaders and a holiday; got it." Geralt answered bluntly.

"... Good enough." Her horn glowed and she lifted the map Geralt received from Celestia. "And what is this for?"

"Finding my friends."

"You have friends!? You know what they look like?"

"No, but I'll tell."

"How... can you tell if they are your friends?"

"Just like me, they've changed. I'll know them soon enough. Thanks for the info, Twilight. It sounds fake, but in a world like this, I shouldn't be surprised."

"...Your welcome? But, before you go, Geralt, let my friends and I help you."

"You don't even know who-"

"We will when we use your name. Plus, we know more about our place than you do, so you should receive some help, especially with a friend like you."

Take Twilight and her friends?

It's going to be dangerous. Stay here.

You have a point. (Take 1-6 members. Who will join Geralt?)

Fine, but I'm going on my own.

Where to start?

The outskirts

Froggy Bottom Bog.

A hippie and a Herbalist.

Geralt let out an annoyed sigh.

"Look," he began "you're the heroes of this land, and this is my job."

"But Geralt-" Twilight spoke

"Don't 'But' me, Twilight. You and your friends stay out of my business, and, truth be told, most of my friends will attack you on sight. I don't want to risk it, especially with someone as powerful as Celestia and Luna." He got up and took the map away.

"Geralt! Please, we want to help!"

"You really want to help?" she nodded "My friend and I should be back soon. You have this castle; have some rooms ready." He walked out.

"...He seems nice." Spike commented dryly.

"Please, Spike," Twilight replied "Geralt's... different."

Geralt walked and followed the map Celestia gave him, going to a place called "Froggy Bottom Bog". As he walked, he couldn't help but see the town, despite what happened, was peaceful. Foals ran around without a care, families stood together as one, young adults wer doing whatever they wanted to do, everything... it was perfect. Though Geralt didn't want to do it, but he actually wanted to live here.

This place... it's too perfect. How can any of this be real!? The technology is way too advanced, and it's working alongside magic!? Fuck, maybe I should get some evidence of this land and show those magic-hating bastards that this is the best way of the future, though I may want to get rid of all these-

"Geralt!" The voice Applebloom quipped.

"Oh great." Geralt commented to himself. Walking around him were Applebloom and her friends.

"Geralt! Remember me? It's Applebloom!"

"I do. Shouldn't you all be home?"

"Mah big sis and brother have everything under control."

"My big sister is angry because somepony kept screaming on the train and wants to be alone." The unicorn, Sweetie Belle, spoke.

"And I'm bored." The pegasus simply added.

"...Who are you?" Geralt asked "I know she's Applebloom and the other's Sweetie Belle, but what's your name?"

"Oh! Name's Scootaloo!"

"Scootaloo?" Sounds very childish.

"Yep! Honorary Cutie Mark crusader like my friends!"

"...Cutie Mark Crusaders? What, you fight the local bullies?"

"Uh, no." Applebloom answered "We're trying to find our Cutie marks."

"Cutie Marks?"

"Yeah, the thing on your flank." Sweeite Belle replied, poking at the wolf mark on Geralt's flank. "You had this for your life, but you don't know what it means?"

"I'm new here."

"What does your mark mean?" Scootaloo asked, hopping onto Geralt's back. Surprisingly, she was light. "It looks so cool!"

"Ah think it has something to do with his 'Witcher' thing." Applebloom commented "That's it, right?"

"... I think so." Geralt replied, looking at his flank now. "I've trained hard to be a Witcher since childhood, and I'm-"

"CUTIE MARK CRUSADERS WITCHERS!!!" The three yelled in unison, making Geralt jump back. He was quickly tackled by the three fillies.

"Can you teach us how to be Witchers, Geralt!?" Applebloom asked excitedly

"We promise we'll listen!" Sweetie Belle added

"We'll be the best students ever!" Scootaloo finished. Geralt quickly, but gently, pushed them all off before standing back up.

"No." He stated bluntly, turning and walking away. The three ran after him.

"Why!?" Applebloom whined "We'll listen!"

"It's too dangerous."

"We laugh at danger!" Scootaloo added. Geralt stopped and turned to the filly, who stopped and stared back, now worried looking.

"You have a high chance pf dying. I was one of the lucky ones who survived my training. In fact, I only had a three in ten chance of surviving. Think you can survive that?" She backed up in fear.

"N-no, sir."

"Good. And even if you did look like you could survive this, I can't teach."

"Why not?" Sweetie Belle asked

"Not only would it mean seeing you three possibly pass away, but it would take years for you to become full Witchers, and even then, I do not have any of the ingredients the professors used, and I doubt they'll have all the plants I need around here. Go home, you three. I'm sure you'll have a wonderful life, especially without the need to be like me." And, just like that, he walked off. The three stared at each other.

"...Ya'll think he was bluffing?" Applebloom asked

"With a stare like that, I don't think so." Scootaloo shivered.

"Let's go back to the clubhouse." Sweetie Belle spoke, her head and ears down as she lead the group.

After some walking, and no distractions, Geralt found himself at Froggy Bottom Bog. All around him was a swamp; mud squished around his hooves, mosquitoes flew around & bit him, various bubbling was heard as well as the croaking of frogs, and the place... it reeked, bad. The Witcher walked around the place, looking around, guessing on who of his allies were here, and what did they change to. Then he heard a twig behind snap behind to his right. He quickly drew his sword out and turned around.

"Show yourself!" He ordered.

"Whoa, dude," a relaxed woman's voice spoke. "Are you like, a lumberjack or something?"

"...No. Show yourself!" From right behind one of the trees was a green earth pony mare, but her mane & taile had red stripes and both looked like tentacles. Noticable, her eyebrows were huge, and she wore what was a yellow bandanna with white flowers. "Who are you?"

"'Sup, name's Tree Hugger."

"...Tree Hugger?" I swear, these names are getting ridiculous with every second!

"Yeah man, name's Tree Hugger, dude."

"What are you doing here, Tree Hugger?"

"I'm just checking out the frogs here, man. These croaks here really enjoy it here, man. Especially that other dudette here."

"Wait! Someone's here with you?"

"Not really, man. She came in yesterday, confused on what happened, and had a hard time walking."

"What's her name?"

"...Oh man, what is it? I totally forgot."

"Who are you talking to?" A recognizable woman's voice spoke.

"Keira." Geralt acknowledged. Keira stood right next to Tree Hugger. Geralt recognized her dress anywhere, and the white hair she has was complimented by her tail. She was an Earth Pony, like Tree Hugger, but had a light brown coat, and her 'cutiemark' was a seedling.

"Geralt!? Is that you!?"

"Yeah. Glad to see that I wasn't the only one who changed."

"My God! You've... you're quite... how shall we say...-"

"Adorable?"

"I was going to say different, but I guess that works."

"You know this dude?" Tree Hugger asked

"Yes, Tree Hugger. This is my friend, Geralt."

"Geralt of Rivia." He corrected, walking to them. "And you've been with her?"

"Yes, Geralt. Tree Hugger is actually pretty nice and knows a lot about plants like me, though more, since she's lived here."

"She lives in this swamp?"

"Only for a while, man." The strange mare replied "I'm just here to look after the frogs and find out what's causing their numbers to fall."

"Perhaps the alligators."

"Very few alligators live here. It's something else."

"Yeah... I don't know about you, but we have more important things than-" The ground shook with a loud rumble.

"What was that!?" Keira asked.

"I think it's what's hurting the frogs." Tree Hugger replied, pulling out and eating some plant. Geralt felt the place turn cold, the sound almost stopping with the exception of a loud hiss, and a shadow loomed over him. Keira noticeably froze.

"Geralt. Don't... run." Geralt turned around to see the undebelly of a dragon-like beast. He looked up to see 4, long necks, each ending with a large snake-like head.

A Hydra!? Shit, better use the silver sword The Hydra let out a loud roar, all of it's heads lunging at Geralt, mouths wide open with drool falling! Gerat quickly jumped out of the way, running to Keira and Tree Hugger, pulling out his Silver sword.

"Whoa! A Hydra!" Tree Hugger spoke, seemingly unfazed and idiotic.

"Know how to use your magic, Keira?"

"Uh, not really." Keira replied "I'm barely getting use to this body."

"You better learn quick!" The Hydra lunged it's heads again. The Witcher and Sorceress jumped away, landing in the murky swamp below, but looked up to see Tree Hugger walking casually.

"Tree Hugger! What are you doing!? Run!!!"

"It's cool, man." she spoke "I already have a plan." Geralt ran and grabbed Tree Hugger before the Hydra could swallow her.

"Quit being an idiot and run!" He barked

"Nah man, all we need is to calm him down and lead him to a safe place."

"What we need to do is kill it!" They ran away from the Hydra, who began to chase them down.

"Geralt," Keira spoke "as much as I love seeing you kill monsters, I think she's right."

"What!?"

"Believe it or not, she saved me from some wildlife that were too unfamiliar to me, namely those Timberwolves with her... sonic bliss."

"Are you kidding me!?" They both turned a corner and landed in a corner of some ruined building. "Are you FUCKING KIDDING ME!?" He turned around and prepared his sword, the Hydra turning to them. Come on, Geralt! Remember: Silver will keep a head off and not regrow one. Perhaps Keira can help me on this? Or... I doubt it, but perhaps this idiot can help. Think, Geralt, Think!

Fight the Hydra.

A little help, Keira?

What's your plan, Tree Hugger

How does it work?

I'm probably going to regret this decision. Geralt thought to himself "What's your plan, Treehugger!?"

"I have, like, a stash of Poison joke in my cabin."

"Poison joke!?"

"It's a plant that grows here, Geralt." Keira informed

"It won't hurt him." Tree Hugger "But it's gonna change something about him." The Hydra's heads each let out a hiss.

"We better get out of here now!" Geralt spoke, preparing to run "I don't want to wind up as a monster's meal." One of the Hydra's heads charged at the group, ready to eat Geralt! Geralt jumped out of the way, it's head crashing to the floor. "This way!" Keira placed Treehugger on her back and followed Geralt.

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They ran along the neck of the Hydra, but the other heads lunged at them, ready for it's meal! For a monster this huge, Geralt casted an Aard on the heads, blowing each away, as it would push the heads of the Hydra away without any serious injuries. They slid down the tail of the Hydra and landed back in the swamps. The Hydra turned to them, each head letting out a loud roar!

"Lead the way, Keira." Geralt simply said. Keira nodded and ran ahead with Treehugger. The Witcher followed, but a distance between both the two mares and the Hydra chasing them. Geralt taunted the monster to get it's attention, dodging each lunge thrown by it, and jumping onto each head to make the beast hit it's own heads. I can't keep this up. I'll tire out. But this creature is gullible, so... He jumped down from the hydra's third head, the fourth one hissing loudly at him. "Come and get me, you stupid lizard!" He ran towards the Hydra! The last head snaked it's way to him, opening it's mouth to catch the Witcher. Geralt, however, ran around the Hydra's legs, and after a lap, the Hydra tripped itself. Tree Hugger and Keira returned with a large batch of light blue flowers.

"Geralt!" Keira yelled "Throw this into the Hydra's mouth!" She tossed Geralt the batch of flowers. Geralt caught the flowers in his right hoof and turned to the Hydra's head staring at him. It roared in anger, but Geralt tossed the batch into it's maw! The Hydra closed it's mouth and swallowed instantly. A loud gurgle was heard in it's stomach, and all of the heads let out a loud belch, followed by frogs raining from the sky, all unharmed. Geralt noticed that the Hydra was shrinking as it let out it's belches, and it shrunk to the point that it was no bigger than a frog itself. Geralt walked to the small Hydra and growled at it.

"Get out." It ran away, each of the heads whimpering in fear. Geralt turned to the two mares approaching him.

"That was, like, awesome, man." Treehugger spoke.

"Thanks. Is that what that plant does? Shrinks things that eats it?"

"Nah, it's different for everyone. But we better, like, give you a bath."

"It's the swamps, not me."

"We know the smell's the swamp," Keira replied "but Poison Joke's effect on you is activated just by touch."

"Tahw od uoy naem?" Geralt covered his mouth. Did... Did I just talk backwards?

"Whoa, dude!" Treehugger commented with a chuckle "That's weird! When Keira touched it, she became a stallion!"

"Treehugger!" Keira yelled.

"Relax, it's not like me when I touched it."

"Tahw denppah?" Geralt spoke.

"I don't know what you said, but I like... I don't remember."

"Fo esruoc." He grumbled to himself "Nac ew teg taht htab!?"

"Let's get you a bath, Geralt." Keira spoke, leading the way.

Tree Hugger's place was a tent, but there were shelves set up, each with bottles containing plants and journals about various subjects. Though the batchtub was a bucket, Geralt took the bath, wanting to talk normal, and he always enjoyed a nice bath, though he never openly admitted it. Geralt's armor and weapons rested next to the tub on a chair, though Keira was examining his helmet as Treehugger had herself a frog & examined it.

"So, you're now a unicorn?" Keira asked

"Yeah." Geralt answered

"I must say, were it not for your voice, scars, and actions, I may have believed you were a weird unicorn in armor on an adventure."

"And were it not for your dress, I may have suggested you were a weird subspecies of horse."

"Quite the charmer of you."

"Yeah. Still have your magic?"

"Yes, but it's not the best, what with being a new species." Geralt summoned a Quen around him.

"Same thing here. Try anyways." Geralt watched as Keira looked at her hoof. A small ball of fire appeared over her hoof. She walked over to the tub Geralt was in and placed it in the water. She, however, gave a curious look.

"Huh, it's gone."

"The firball?"

"No. It's gone."

"What is?" She turned to him with a 'seriously?' look. "...Wait a minute." He stood up, balancing on his hind legs and looked down. "...Huh... can't believe I haven't noticed that."

"Well, you have been walking around naked. Or, at least, no pants."

"Yeah, but... where is it? Now that I think about it, none of the guards have it... nor did any of the stallions around here have it."

"You've visited other places in this world?"

"Yes, but for business. Tree Hugger?"

"Yeah?" she replied, finishing her journal and closing it.

"How... how does you kind reproduce without sexual organs?"

"Sexual Organs? Nah, man, we use magic for that."

"Magic?"

"Yeah, man. Magic." Both Keira and Geralt stared at each other, then back to each other.

"I'll never get use to this land."

"Maybe I can." Keira spoke "Anyway, what are you doing here, Geralt? I doubt you came to say hello and fight a Hydra."

"Maybe I did. Joking aside, I've been selected by this land's rulers to find a way to stop a winter that's approaching."

"Winter is coming?"

"Yeah, but it's not planned at all. ... Keira, Ciri is here, and so is the Wild Hunt." Keira's pupils & eyes widened.

"Wha-!? How!?"

"I don't know, but I'm gonna need your help on this. I need to find our allies, head to the home of the Yaks, get Prince Rutherford to cooperate with the Princesses here, and find Ciri before the Wild hunt does."

"Take me with you, Geralt! I-I don't know much about this land, and Treehugger, though she's helped, she's... she's on something." They turned to see Treehugger eating a plant from a jar.

"I can see that. But, lucky for you, I have some... friends here that can help you."

"But I want to join, Geralt. My magic can help us."

Stay with Twilight.

Join me.

A partner joins

Geralt let out a sigh of defeat.

She has a point. He thought to himself. "Fine, you can join, Keira."

"Ah, than you, Geralt." Keira replied, turning to Tree Hugger. "Treehugger? Are you fine being alone?"

"Aw, don't worry, man." Treehugger replied "I'll be out of here soon, but it was nice being with you two. Hope we can do this again."

"I hope so too. Where to, Geralt?"

"The Outskirts of Ponyville. There, we-"

"Wait? Ponyville? Geralt... are you making this up?" He sighed in annoyance.

"As much as I want to, Keira, no, we're near a town called... Ponyville." She gave him a curious look.

"You're... Are you serious?"

"Do I look like the type of guy that jokes around?"

"...You have a lot to explain." She followed him out of Treehugger's tent.

"Wait, man!" Treehugger spoke. The two stopped. Treehugger exited her tent and held two canisters with a plate of cookies. "Before you both go, I have something you two can enjoy. My Homemade tea and cookies are extremely healthy, and if you feel stressed out, it's going to calm you both down, relax, and fill you with sonic vibes." Geralt and Keira blinked for a moment, but took thee two canisters & cookies.

"Thanks." Geralt said "And be careful around here."

"I will, man. After this, I'll probably give Fluttershy a visit." Geralt stared as Treehugger went back into her tent.

"...You know what she's talking about?" Keira asked

"Yeah," Geralt replied "Fluttershy was one the various ponies I meet who lives in Ponyville."

"And Treehugger knows her?"

"Hm... guess with her love of animals and... plants, I wouldn't be too surprised."

"This Fluttershy loves animals?"

"As far as I've seen, yes. Come on, I'll explain everything along the way."

When Geralt arrived to Froggy Bottom Bog, it was around midday, and the two ponies arrived to what looked liked a rocky mountain in the Afternoon. The sun was setting away, but they could see that they were close to the mountains, and various holes, each looking like they could fit in, dotted the landscape. Keira was surprised at Geralt's adventure here, and, though she laughed at some parts, she was glad that not only was he fine, but still himself.

"It's getting late." Geralt spoke "We better find our ally."

"Do you know who it is?" Keira asked

"No. All I do know is that they're from our world, and, like us, they've changed."

"Into a pony?"

"... maybe. But, as I've said, there's Griffons, Minotaurs, and other non-equine creatures, so I'm ready for that." He sniffed the air and got a hold of something. "I've got something." He walked ahead and Keira followed. On the floor, near a hole, a Beer Stein was seen with dried up liquid.

"Any idea who it may be?"

"I've got one, but it could be anyone." he kneeled down to the mug. Hm... dried up alcohol, but I can still get the smell. Pretty strong stuff. Trail lead that our ally fell into this hole. Can't make it out on what made these trails, so I can't tell what made these. May have been drunk and stumbled down. "Are you fine with dark holes?"

"We've been in ruins before, Geralt."

"Good enough." He jumped into the hole.

"Wait!" Keira jumped in to the hole, following the Witcher.

Geralt slid down the dirt slide inside. The place was dark, much darker than he expected, so he couldn't see what was happening at all. He saw light at the end of the tunnel he was sliding down in and jumped before he landed on the floor. Looking around, Geralt noticed the place he slid down in was a mine; Torches were around the walls, lighting up the diamonds and various precious metals in the walls and carts were around on trails that were like that of the train. Keira fell right behind him, shaking dirt off of her coat and dress.

"You could warn me, Geralt." She growled.

"Sorry," Geralt replied "Just wanted to see where out friend was at." He sniffed the air again, finding the alcoholic trail again. He looked down to see a long trail, but two other trails be the side, each looking like paws from dogs. "Our friend was dragged by dog-like creatures."

"Werewolves?" Geralt pulled out his book on Equetria's creatures.

"...No. Diamond Dogs."

"Diamond Dogs?"

"Yes. Says they have a love for precious metals... live underground for most their lives... good diggers-"

"They sound just like-"

"They do." They heard, though faint, the beating of drums. Without a word, they went to investigate.

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Both Geralt and Keira followed the path and peeked into the next room. The room was huge, and they saw Diamond Dogs everywhere! All of the Diamond Dogs were working together. The forelegs of the Diamond Dogs were much larger than their hind legs, leading the dogs to change from walking on just their hind legs to walking on all four. As far as they could see, the Diamond Dogs were all male, many wearing armor and held Lances, the others were doing the labor of gathering precious metals, putting them in the carts and dragging said carts away to other locations within the mine. They saw that they were near the middle of it all, right behind the Diamond Dog looking over it all; he wasn't huge like the guards, but he wore his own armor and had an ax on his back. Geralt, couldn't help but chuckle.

"Geralt!" Keira yelled "What are you laughing at!?"

"I knew it!" Geralt replied "I've gotta see this!" He walked out of hiding, but was quickly grabbed by one of the guards!

"Sneaking on Boss, eh?" the guard asked "Boss don't appreciate trespassers!"

"Get away from him!" Keira yelled, summoning two fireballs in her hooves. She was grabbed by another guard right behind her, canceling her magic.

"Earth Pony has no horn," the other guards spoke in confusion "yet uses magic!?"

"Don't matter!" The one holding Geralt replied "Sword pony and friend will be punished by boss!" The guards walked to their boss, throwing Geralt and Keira to bottom paws. "Found horses sneaking behind you, boss! You punish?"

"I will," their boss answered in a thick accent "but first, I need- wait a minute! ...Geralt!?" Geralt looked up, shaking what happened, but got a good look the the Diamond Dogs' boss. The clothing, the beard, the mohawk, and all with the face of a fat dog, Geralt knew who it was. He smiled.

" Zoltan Chivay." He said. He chuckled, then fell to the floor, laughing hard!

"Aw, fuck off, Geralt! At least I'm not some unicorn." Geralt stopped laughing for a moment, got up, wiped a tear from his face, and extended his front right hoof.

"It's great to see a friend, even if they are... ruff." Zoltan shook his hoof with his paw.

"Attempt at humor, eh? What happened to you? And who's the lass with you?" Keira got up, shaking what happened to her.

"Keira, meet Zoltan."

"So I've heard." she said, wiping the dirt off her dress "Those guards nearly ruined my dress! If they touch me, I'm going to burn them!"

"Oh, they won't, I promise." Zoltan replied "And as for you, Geralt, why the long face?"

"Trying to be funny now?" Geralt asked "As you see, Keira and I have changed. Keira is now an Earth Pony, and I am a unicorn."

"I can see that, though I feel the same."

"...Have you seen a mirror, lately?"

"Nope!" Geralt sighed and reached into his bag. He pulled out a mirror from his bag and showed it to Zoltan. He stared at his reflection. "Aw fuck! Now I know why I have bitches all over me."

"Literally?"

"Aw, fuck you!"

"Heh. If it makes you feel better, you've always smelled like a wet dog."

"Shut up!"

"...Joking aside, how'd you become the leader here?"

"Boss chosen king!" One of the guards replied

"King bring Diamond Dogs to glory!" The other added.

"What they said." Zoltan spoke "And all these dumbasses needed was some order to do their job."

"...Singing included?" Geralt asked.

"That's on them, not me."

"Well break time's over. We need you right now." The guards held their lances to Geralt.

"You no take boss!" First one spoke.

"Boss stay!" The other added.

"I would like to go," Zoltan spoke "but These dumasses are really protective over me. Turns out, they'll only let me go if their Spider problem is solved, or if I'm dead."

"And if we fight your way out?" Geralt asked. The two guards prepared their spears. Keira summoned twin fireballs in her hooves.

"I'm willing to do that option." she commented.

We'll fight our way out.

'Kill' the king.

Help their Spider Problem.

Arachnaphobia

"Easy, Keira." Geralt spoke, walking to the guards. Keira extinguished her flames and stepped aside for Geralt. "You say you have a spider problem? I'm pretty sure we can help out... for a price."

"You keep what you find." The first guard spoke "Just get rid of spiders!"

"Mostly big ones." The other added "We deal with them all the time. Big ones we can't."

"Big Spiders, eh?" Geralt replied "And I keep whatever I find?"

"Yes." They both spoke in unison.

"Fair enough. Come on, Keira. You're not afraid of spiders, are you?"

"Of course not, Geralt." Keira replied, following the witcher. "You think some arachnids will stop me?"

"Let's hope not."

"Just follow me," Zoltan spoke "And I'll join ye, Geralt."

"You stay, boss!" The first guard spoke

"You bastards! Let me-"

"You're safe here," the other added "We take horses to crawlers!"

"Why you little! When I get out of here-!"

"Easy, friend." Geralt spoke. "This shouldn't take too long. And little?"

"Oh, fuck you!" Geralt chuckled, he and Keira following the guards.

Many of the Diamond Dogs around kept working, though some stopped to see the two, but went back to work, others growled at them as they worked, and other just stared at the two, even in dark hallways with eerie yellow eyes glowing. Geralt was too busy reading his book on about Diamond Dogs, though Keira was looking around, unsure about what to do.

"Why are they staring at us like that?" she asked

"...Hm... it may have something to do with this land's history." Geralt replied.

To help local miners feel safe and rescued if a cave in ever occurred, Faust saw how dogs digged holes in her gargen and, with her best mages, made a way for the dogs to be sentient. The result were Diamond Dogs. Diamond Dogs were made to be loyal to their local miners, and they were, until they began to breed. Their puppies were more observant than their parents, and unlike them, they had more traits with that of wolves than their parents. These puppies saw how the miners were now becoming lazier, most taking days off without any excuses. Soon, this new species began to revolt, and eventually, they their way to another area, destroying Cantrerlot's mines in the process, and made their ways all over Equestria underground, all connected through their mines, believeing that when the surface world is destroyed, they will be the richest and powerful species to survive.

"Sounds a lot like the dwarves." Keira spoke

"Almost." Geralt replied "Except many dwarves don't live underground as much as their ancestors. And they came naturally, not made to help out some lazy miners."

"Lazy horses need to work like dogs!" The guard in front spoke "Horses don't like to work!"

"Well I may not be a miner, but I am a Witcher."

"Sword horse try to use fancy words to confuse us!?" The one behind asked in anger.

"No. I hunt monsters. It's what I do."

"Then what do mare do?"

"I am a mage." Keira answered "I study and use magic, that, and I'm-"

"But you no unicorn," the front one spoke "You no have horn."

"A horn? Geralt, what are they talking about?"

"...Oh, right." Geralt spoke, turning to Keira, pointing a his own horn. "This thing right here is used to comtrol magic around here. All of my signs, they're really... powerful."

"How powerful?"

"I fear that with one wrong move, I may burn down an entire forest. Or make anyone fall in love with me."

"Huh. Say, I forgot to ask you this, but is Roach here with you?"

"Yes."

"Really? Where is she and how did she change?"

"She's still an idiot, but can talk now. And as for where she's at, I don't care."

All the male guards ran and screamed for their lives as Roach chased after them.

"GIVE ME YOUR BABIES!!!" She yelled, tackling a guard. She violently ripped the guard's armor off, the metal protection cutting him in the process. "WHERE IS IT!?!?!?"

"W-wh-what!?" The guard stuttered.

"WHERE'S YOUR PENIS!?!?!?"

"W-wha-!?"

"HOW CAN I HAVE YOUR BABIES IF YOU DON'T HAVE A PENIS!?!?!?"

"GET AWAY FROM MY HUSBAND!!!" A lone, pegasus mare spoke, landing near Roach and hitting her with a broom. "Shoo! Shoo!!!" Roach hissed at her as she ran and chased some more guards, though she stopped when they entered a house.

"We're not allowed inside buildings, y'know!" Silence was heard. She looked around and the streets were empty. She saw a reflection of herself. Turning, she looked at her refection's backside and lifted her tail, seeing what she didn't want to see. "Oh great. Even if a handsome stallion wanted to make babies with me, he can't penetrate. ...Maybe master can help me with that?" She walked out of the city's gates. "Master!? Where are you!?"

Geralt and Keira arrived at an abandoned section of the mining area. Thought it's true most of the mine was dark with the exception being torches & Diamond Dog eyes, here, it was all pitch black.

"Spiders live here." The guard spoke "Many Dogs died here. My brother was one."

"...Sorry to hear that." Geralt replied.

"Take care of spiders and Boss goes with you." The other added "Or turn around now & leave forever." Geralt stared into the cave.

"I don't think so." He pulled out his silver sword. "Keira?"

"With honors." Keira's right hoof conjured a fireball. Acting as a torch, she lit the way, both walking into the abandoned mines. As they both expected, cobwebs were around, and with a small flame from Keira & an Igni from Geralt, burnt the cobwebs up easily. Nothing spectacular was happening at all; small spiders scurried along the walls, entering small cracks to escape being seen while others stood still, not caring at all and, instead, waited for an unfortunate victim to land in their web. They stopped a sillhouete of what looked like a spider, roughly the same size as a dog, quickly scurried by. Geralt prepared his sword.

"Careful. This may be the source of the problem." A loud screech was heard above them. They looked up to see a blur falling to them. Geralt was tackled by the creature, but the Witcher struggled to get out; he moved his head to the side as he heard loud, chomping noises near his ears, no doubt that the creature was biting him. A sudden rise in temperature was felt, and the creature wailed in pain. Geralt grabbed his silver sword and stabbed the creature in it's head, killing it with what felt like ooze dropping onto his face. He spat the bitter & heavy taste in his mouth, getting up and rubbing the blood off of his face. His vision was blurred, but he saw that, what tackled him, was a Spider almost as big as him, and Keira had burnt the Spider.

"Looks like you have to be careful, Geralt."

"I guess I have to." He pulled out his crossbow and fired a single arrow right next to Keira's left ear. Unbeknownst to Keira, another spider appeared leapt behind her, and the arrow Geralt fired landed right into the Spider's eye, making it fall to the floor and wail in pain. Quickly, Geralt ran and stabbed the fallen spider in it's abdomen, killing it upon impact. "But don't get cocky yourself."

"... I suppose I should thank you for that." They saw multiple glowing eyes staring at them in the darkness, quickly disappearing as they were seen.

"Looks like they're over there. Ready to squish some spiders?" Both of Keira's hooves had fireballs.

"As long as you watch out for me."

"Same thing with you." They both charged ahead into the next room, but froze as they entered a large chamber. All over the walls, giant spiders were around, each varying in size, and they could see what were potentially other Diamond Dogs & other creatures wrapped in silk, some struggling while others were still, probably dead or paralyzed, as Geralt thought. In the center, however, was a giant Spider, at least as big as the Dragon & Hydra Geralt fought earlier, but spiders were all over it's abdomen. The ginormous spider opened it's eyes, each looking surprisingly feminine.

"Children," It spoke in a somewhat hushed, yet still booming, motherly tone. "Your mother is very hungry, and these two are hurting you all. Be a sweetie and capture them. They need to be taught a lesson." Geralt pulled out his sword.

"Sorry," he spoke "but we don't want to end up in the belly of a beast."

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The spiders leapt at the two. Geralt quickly casted a Yrden. All the spiders in the circle stropped immediately, freezing, as other that jumped in froze & fell onto their siblings. Geralt quickly used an Aard, pushing the frozen spiders out of the way, both him and Keira ran to the mother spider. More spider blocked their path, flashing their fangs at them, which dripped with Venom. Quickly thinking, Geralt jumped onto the Spider's abdomens, running along with behinds, swinging and slicing the limbs off of other spiders that leapt at him and Keira. Keira, for her part, fired her fireballs at the arachnids leaping at them, and the ones surrounding the ones they were on. Geralt quickly noticed that, for every spider they killed, more seemed to be coming out of nowhere. Turning to the gigantic Spider, he saw that more of them were coming right out of it's own abdomen. He wanted to hurl, but he knew what to do.

"Can you handle these sons of bitches on your own!?" He quickly asked. Keira melted another one into a pile of push.

"You really have to ask!?" She replied

"I gotta take out their mother!" Geralt leapt onto the spiders and made his way to their mother! He landed right in front of the giant Spider's face, seeing that it's legs seemed to be stuck in the floor, and it's fangs drooling with both saliva and Venom.

"You're killing my children!!!" 'She' yelled Oh, when you're tired, I'm going to savor your flavor, Unicorn!"

"You can when I'm in hell." He ran under the Giagantic spider, swinging his sword at the other spiders below, protecting their mother. He grabbed onto the individual hairs on it's abdomen, Geralt climbed up the, stabbing both the gigantic spider, hearing it howl in pain, and the other spiders that tried to get him off. He stabbed at the area where the abdomen meet the thorax, knowing that since the young spiders will die if their mother's abdomen wasn't connected. he stabbed multiple times, each making the gigantic spider scream in pain. The place shook, and the loud cracking of rocks were heard, as the gigantic spider stood up and climbed up the wall. Geralt held on, but climbed his way to the side, making slow progress. The abdomen was slowly ripping off, held together by some flesh, but the spider he was on was bleeding, and many of it's children were coming out either too small to pose any real threat, or were just dead. He was glad that he climbed to the side, for the gigantic spider made it's way to the roof, and Geralt climbed up to it's underbelly. "Time to end this!" He sliced the abdomen off completely, the gigantic spider wailing in so much pain, and fell to the floor. Geralt navigated onto the gigantic Spider's head as it fell, landing just right before it's eyes, landing roughly with only it's 'fur' to act as some sort of comforter, but it wasn't as hard as he heard the loud crack of the gigantic spider's exoskeleton cracking upon impact.

"CHILDREN!!! HELP!!!" Keira, who was still battling what was left, stopped as the spiders around her stopped and ran back to their mother. Geralt jumped off as the spiders made their way back to their mother, most going around the sliced area and trying their best to tend to it, but she was bleeding heavily. The gigantic mother turned to Geralt with a look of both fear and anger. "You!!! You killed my family!!! My babies will not survive because of you!!!" Geralt stood on his hindlegs and crossed his forelegs like arms.

"Like I give a shit." He spoke.

"You will pay for this, Unicorn! My children-!"

"Will join you as you have with these innocent people you're about to eat."

"Innocent? INNOCENT!? They're Diamond Dogs! There's nothing innocent about them! I've seen them kill my brother and sisters for fun! This here? This is my home! I found this cave and made it my home! No one was here when I came in! Those Diamond Dogs only came here because of their search for jewels! I am only doing what is necessary to survive!" Geralt stared at the dying gigantic spider right in front of it. Tears fell down all of it's eyes, and he could hear it's heavy breathing.

Never thought I'd see a Spider cry in my life. "Can you move?"

"Barely. I'm dying because of you, Un-

"It's Geralt. Geralt of Rivia. A witcher."

"...Fine, Geralt. What are you going to do with me?

Get out of here.

Play dead.

You don't have much time left.

Your 'Family Meal' will end this

I've got a job to do.

Allies made.

"... Play dead." Geralt ordered.

"What!?" The Spider-Mother asked in surprise

"I don't mind killing spiders at all, but knowing you and they are sentient... this is just weird, but I should help. And you say you've been doing this for survival. Nothing shouts evil like that, especially with some dog things that made you do this. Now, Play dead." The Spider-Mother blinked, but followed, closing it's eyes, though still bleeding. Geralt turned to Keira. "Tell the mutts that we 'handled' their situation."

"Of course, Geralt." Keira replied, turning and leaving Geralt alone. He walked around the Spider-Mother, seeing the sliced off, bleeding abdomen-less back.

"Damn. Gonna need my sack... and Roach." He placed his hoof in his mouth and whistled.

Roach followed along the train tracks, hopping on each wooden plank. A train was heading her way, traveling fast and at her. She paused as she didn't hear the train just a few yards from her, but Geralt's whistle.

"MASTER!!!" She yelled, jumping just inches away before the train could hit her! A portal opened to her, and she ran through it, seeing Geralt in a cave.

Geralt turned to see a portal open right beside him, followed by Roach, exiting.

"Master!!!" She yelled "Oh! It's so good to see you again!!! You won't believe it, but the stallions don't have penises! None are willing to give me their foals, and I don't have a vagina!" Geralt gagged. "Master, please, I-"

"Shut up!" Geralt barked "Hold still!!!" He opened the sacks next Roach's sides and pulled out some herbs. Roach turned to the Giant Spider and screamed.

"SPIDER!!!" She whinnied and ran away! Geralt grumbled to himself as he made a potion with the herbs from home. He walked to the bleeding area, but the spiderlings hissed at Geralt.

"I'm trying to help your mother! I know what I'm doing." The Spiderlings backed off, but hissed. Geralt pulled a bandage he had and placed the cure on the bleeding flesh. It took him a while, but the herbs began to heal the flesh, replacing it with the exoskeleton of the spider. He could hear conversations arriving to them. "It's going to be a while, but you're going to get a new abdomen. Stay down." Reluctantly, Geralt wiped himself in a puddle of the spider's blood across his face. He walked from behind, blood soaked, and saw the Diamond Dogs with Keira and Zoltan.

"You killed spider!?" One of the Diamond Dogs asked"

"I did. Challenging, but I'm fine." The Spiderlings hissed at the Diamond Dogs.

"Kill Small ones!" Another yelled "No more!"

"Don't waste your energy. These Spiderlings will starve without their mother. Let them kill each other."

"...You have good point. You ready to join ponies, boss?"

"Of course I am!" Zoltan replied, marching to Geralt. "I'm done with you idiots and these caves!"

"Alright, boss. Come back soon!"

"Fuck off!" The Diamond Dogs ran back to their main mine on all fours.

"...That was easy." The gigantic Spider spoke.

"THE FUCK!?!?!? Geralt! I thought you-"

"I made my choice, Zoltan." Geralt spoke "She's just trying to survive with her children. And now, you can walk." The giant spider blinked, but got onto it's legs, albeit, weakly. It stood rather weirdly, but it easily towered the two ponies and Diamond Dog.

"Thank you, Geralt. How long until my abdomen returns?

"About three months. You better hide, though. Those Diamond Dogs will be on the lookout for you."

"I agree. Take whatever you find here; I will find a new cave for my children and I. I will hate you forever, but... you have my respect." It crawled along the walls and opened a secret entrance, hidden by more webs. The mother and it's children entered, and disappeared without a trace. Roach peeked out of a corner.

"Is it gone?" she asked

"Who is that!?" Zoltan demanded. Geralt sighed in annoyance.

"That... is Roach. Get over here!"

"Yes, master!" she spoke enthusiastically, trotting to them. Geralt found a wagon with a built in yoke. He took Roach to the wagon and strapped her in. He then found various treasures around and placed it into the wagon.

"There, now follow us. We'll get out of here. Know anyway out, Zoltan?"

"Of course I do." Zoltan replied with a smirk. "I may not be in the mines all the time, but I know how to navigate one. In the meantime, care to tell me what's been going on?"

"Of course."

The travel through the mines took them a while, but they made it out, just as the morning came.

"All of this in less than two days?" Zoltan asked

"I think it took longer." Geralt replied "Roach was bitching the whole way and we had to stop."

"I always tell you this, but you never listened!" Roach replied

"That's because you're a horse! Horses don't talk!"

"Here, they do, and they're really attractive."

"... That's just fucking weird." Zoltan commented.

"And it doesn't really make sense." Keira added. At that moment, a sinister sounding laugh was heard.

"Making sense?" A voice echoed around them "What fun is there in making sense?"

"M-Master?" Roach cowered. Geralt pulled out his silver sword and stood on his hind legs, ready for battle.

"Show yourself!" He barked

"Oh, do not be afraid, Geralt of Rivia," the voice echoed "I don't wish to bring you, nor your friends, any harm."

"Quite the obvious lie you have there. And how do you know who I am?"

"I've seen many things you did, Geralt. Saving that filly's life from the Timberwolves, defeating but sparing a dragon, meeting Celestia, your battle with the Hydra, and, now, your encounter with the Spider."

"...Who are you?" He felt himself being lifted off the ground, then was turned upside down. The place around him turned around, but Roach, Zoltan, and Keira were tossed around while he stayed in position. A flash of light came, and staring into Geralt's eyes was probably the strangest creature he ever saw: It was a long, slender creature with an antler of a deer & the horn of a goat, side-by-side on the head of a grey horse, which abruptly ended to a brown body that had an eagle claw on the left, a lion's paw for the right, a horse leg for the bottom left, a dragon's foot for the right, and, it ended, also abruptly, to a red, lizard like tail that ended in a puff of white fur. Geralt couldn't help but stare at the creature holding him in place with a sensation of really powerful magic.

"'Allo. The name's Discord, Ruler and Master of all things chaotic."

"...What are you? A spirit? A demon? A Hybrid?"

"Hm, you can say any of those match me." His snapped his eagle talon like a finger, and a tea set conjured up between the two, complete with furniture for the two to sit on.

"What are you doing here? Came to kill me? If so, make it quick."

"Kill you?" Discord bellowed with laughter.

"...What are you here for, then?" Discord wiped a tear from his face before clearing his throat.

"Apologies for that, but, I'm actually here to establish some rules for your quest."

"Rules? A chaotic being making rules?"

"Yes, it seems unnatural, but I know that this is going to be fun! For me, at least." Geralt crossed his hooves together.

"And what is this 'fun', you speak of?"

"Oh, the usual. See, I've been playing some of these... videogames, that ponies loves to play, and, I must say, my favorite Genre has to be the RPG."

"RPG?"

"Oh, you know. Role Playing Games! Games that allow you to be someone else, usually with your own character, but I prefer to be someone else."

"... I don't get it."

"Of course you wouldn't! But here's some of the characters I enjoy playing as." He conjured up a list with a picture of a pony on the back. "Cloud Flight"

"Sneak"

"And, of course, Portal."

"Do you know what they have in common?"

"... Being ponies?" Geralt asked

"Yes, but they're not me at all! So, Geralt, in this quest of yours, I'm not gonna stop you at all, but instead, you have these rules to follow." He pulled out a piece of paper and gave it to Geralt. Geralt looked over it.

1) Party limit of 4. Gives you more of a challenge with only three members with you in combat, and your enemies a chance to win

2) Each member has a special ability. Choose wisely.

3) Loyalty missions! Gives you and your friends some character development, and it should help them survive!

4) Keep their weapons and armor updated. Being your friends, you have to make sure they're prepared for anything.

5)This is obvious, but don't die!

"Have fun!" Discord snapped away and everything stopped. Geralt fell onto his face.

"...ow." he only said.

"What... just happened?" Keira asked

"... Rules were added to us."

"...Need some help?" Zoltan asked

"... Put me in the Wagon."

Rest at Twilight's castle.

Head to a different place (which one?)

Switch someone for Yennefer at Canterlot (who?)

Other

Rest stop

"Where would you like to go, master?" Roach asked.

"...Twilight's castle." Geralt replied "Need to think."

"And where's that?" Keira asked.

"...Give me a moment." He pulled out a piece of papers, a quill with ink, and drew a map. He gave the paper to Keira. "Follow the map. I need to rest for a bit."

"I thought Witchers don't need sleep?"

"I don't, but that doesn't mean I can get tired." He sighed. "Just... go." Roach moved forward. As Geralt said, he didn't need sleep, but there were occasions in which he did sleep, though they're far and few in between. He closed his eyes and slept. It had been a long day for him.

Geralt found himself in a fight with the Wild Hunt, all three were present, and Gaeralt was being tossed around. Caranthir stabbed Geralt's pony right shoulder, making him scream in pain as Caranthir's magic held Geralt by his horn. Eredin walked to the injured Geralt, holding the changed Ciri's mane in his left hand, and holding his sword in his right.

"CIRI!!!" Geralt yelled.

"Such a shame you had to leave us, Geralt." Eredein spoke "You were the best one of us." He lifted his sword. "But the Wild Hunt always wins!" He swung and Geralt's vision went dark.

"CIRI!!!" A different, sinister laugh was only heard.

Geralt gasped as he woke up. He was now in a room that was surrounded by and made up of crystals, and he was laid on a soft bed. His equipment hung next to him, leaving him 'naked' again.

Why do they always take my clothes off? He thought to himself. The door opened and Twilight came in.

"Geralt!?" She asked "What's wrong? Something happen?"

"... Just a bad dream." Geralt replied, getting off of the bed. "Nothing I can't handle."

"Oh, that's good. I was surprised to meet your friends. I never knew you were friends with a Diamond Dog."

"He wasn't one before. Where are they?"

"They're around town, exploring. Your friend, Roach, however, is outside. We're making sure no stallion goes near her, what with her... questionable actions." Geralt groaned.

"...Fucking Roach." He put his equipment back on. "Thank you for the hospitality, Twilight, but I must get back before something happens that I'm going to regret."

"Wait! I wanna go too."

"Twilight, what did I just-?"

"Not on your adventure, but to help you find your friends. You have a greater sense of your friends, and I know more about this town. You're going to need my help." Geralt stared for a bit, but sighed in defeat.

"Fine. We better make this quick."

Twilight and Geralt exited the castle, seeing Roch stand near the castle's steps.

"So glad to see you're awake, master!" Roach spoke I was beginning to worry about you as soon as you snored! I thought you were poisoned!!!"

"...From sleeping?" Geralt asked "Yeah right. Come on, we better find our friends."

"Oh, and Master? About my thing? Are you-?"

"NO!!!"

"What is she asking about?" Twilight asked

"You don't want to know."

"I want foals!" Roach whined "Foals from a handsome stallion! But none one has a pe-"

"Enough! Where did Keira and Zoltan go?"

"Oh, our friends? Keira actually went with Fluttershy and as for Zoltan... that, I'm not quite sure."

"...At least you got one thing done right. Stay here."

"Yes, sir!" Roach then sat on her rump and whistled a tune. "Look! I can whistle like you!" Geralt rolled his eyes and turned to Twilight.

"Know where Fluttershy's at?"

"She's usually in her cottage," Twilight answered "but I'm quite surprised she's allowing Keira to join her."

"Hopefully, they're not doing anything dangerous."

Twilight and Geralt approached to Fluttershy's cottage. Geralt was quite surprised by how much flora grew around, and the amount of animals that were around, most would've hunted each other easily, but were living in harmony. Twilight knocked on Fluttershy's door, though Geralt was shooing the various critters approaching him.

"Oh! I'll get the door." Fluttershy's voice spoke, albeit, muffled. The door opened and the pegasus answered "Oh, hello, Twilight. I see you brought Geralt with you."

"I did," Twilight answer "He's just concerned with his friend, Keira."

"Aw, how sweet. Don't worry Geralt, your friend and I are-" She paused and started to giggle. Twilight turned and both witness Geralt was covered with squirrels and Birds all over him, only his face showing with clear irritation.They both fell to their backs and laughed.

"I now hate small animals." Geralt growled. Keira came out of the door, but stopped. She too giggled, but had better control.

"Here, let me help you with that." She spoke. She pulled out some food and tossed it to an openeing. All the animals flew or scurried away from Geralt.

"Thanks. What have you been doing?"

"Me? Why, Geralt, when I was with Treehugger, she told me that she was friends with Fluttershy, and she happen to live in this town called "Ponyville". Immediately, we were friends, and I was able to learn some more plants with their more strange... attributes."

"Besides Poison Joke and how it makes me talk in reverse."

"Precisely. Plus, I won't lie, some of the animals here are a lot more adorable than those back home!"

"And annoying."

"Don't be so angry, Geralt. You're practically an animal, like them."

"I'm a God damn unicorn, Keira, and if you exclude the Witcher part of me, everyone around thinks I'm part Thestral; a bat-horse mix."

"Oh, you're part Thestral?" Fluttershy asked, her and Twilight regaining their posture. "I guess that's why I wasn't so... comfortable around you. Um, not saying I distrusted you, but we don't have many Thestrals around here... and you're new... but we don't discriminate at all. And... uh... With Luna gone, your kind-" Twilight placed a hoof in her friend's mouth.

"Thank you, Fluttershy," Twilight said "but I think Geralt gets the point." Fluttershy lowered Twilight's hoof.

"Oh... alright. It was nice meeting Keira. Hopefully, we can all get together for some tea; I'm sure Discord won't mind the extra company." Geralt's eyes widened.

"Discord!?" Geralt said in shock, followed by a growl.

"Oh, you two meet? Oh, please, Discord is... pretty new to friendship. Please don't be mad with him, he's just trying to have fun!"

"Sure he is. I'll be his best friend as soon as I-" Geralt's mouth disappeared in a flash. He muffled everything.

"Tsk, Tsk, Quite the temper, Geralt." Discord's voice spoke. "Maybe you need some of Treehugger's auditory therapy? Be bathed in positive vibes? Sonic Bliss?" The next thing that happened was loud screeching was heard all around, making Geralt and everyone else fall to the floor. As much as he wanted to kill Discord, Geralt ran away and headed to town, followed by Keira.

When they made it to town, the loud screeching stopped, and both Witcher and sorceress were able to listen & look up. The town was busting with it's usual energy and near peacefulness... near peacefulness. They heard furniture breaking inside of one of the buildings, followed by a stallion being thrown out of the window. Both looked inside the building to see Zoltan in what was essentially a barfight against some other stallions.

"Were you searching for Zoltan?" Keira asked

"Yeah." Geralt answered "And we just found him."

I. Wait for the madness to stop.

Get Roach and sell/buy supplies.

Gwent.

Bet on who'll win.

Enter the fight.

Hoof-to-hoof.

Use a weapon.