Norg: professional supernaturalist
Well, looks like I have to find another place to get rid of spirits, Norg thought to herself as she put some of her equipment into the back of her wagon. I have to find a more believable disguise. She had just finished banishing a spirit that had been haunting a book in a family owned library. Unfortunately, the people that had owned the library had discovered that she was a changeling before she could banish the spirit. It had taken a while to convince them that she was a good changeling, and a while more to let her banish the spirit properly- which in her case was alone.
Ok, where to next? she thought. Actually, I should probably check this Ponyville place out. It seems to have a lot of bad luck. It may have something to do with Princess Twilight living there, but that's probably not it, Norg thought as she put the wagon puller on her back.
A few hours later, Norg arrived on at the outskirts of town, a few hundred feet from a farm.
Time to transform before anypony at this farm sees me, if anyone lives on this farm, Norg thought as she began transform, backing up behind a hill. Her shoulder length ivory and indigo striped hair stayed the same, and her black skin turned into a sea blue color. Her eye color changed from a light blue to a light pink. Her horn straightened out, a picture of a bow and arrow appeared on her flank and her transformation was complete. She went around the hill again to see an orange each pony, wearing a Stetson.
"Who are you?" she asked. Norg froze.
Oh god, she didn't see me transform, did she? she thought.
"Um, hi! I'm Norg. Who are you?" Norg nervously asked.
"Ah'm Applejack! Ah live on this farm!" Applejack said.
"Oh, so this farm is occupied!" Norg said. Applejack titled her head.
"Yeah, it's occupied. Why? Do you need somewhere to stay?" she asked. Norg shrugged.
"Maybe. I'm probably just going to do what I usually do and sleep in here," Norg said, pointing to her wagon.
"Why 'usually'?" Applejack asked.
"For some reason I make ponies uncomfortable. I should probably check the rest of the town now. Nice meeting you!" Norg said as she turned around.
Hm, what an interesting mare, Applejack thought as she watched Norg walk away. When Norg got to the town center, she started asking questions, specifically about recent unusual happenings. She had all but given up when an old man caught her attention.
Hm, interesting. He's giving of a really strong shtriga vibe, for some reason, Norg thought. Well, I might as well look into it. I know better then anyone to trust my instincts.
Author's Note
Is anyone good at drawing ponies? I don't have a picture of Norg yet, and my current (and favorite) animator is busy. Also, I get some of my info on supernatural things mainly from Supernatural.
Norg: professional supernaturalist
Shtriga hunting: Part One
Norg did the only thing she would have done: got to the library. Partly to see about possible vacancies in the town, but mostly to research her hunch about the shtriga. She was guided to the library, which was located within the new castle. She nocked on the door, and about a minute later, a young purple dragon opened the door.
"Hi, I'm here to see your library," Norg said.
"Ok," he said. "It's that way, third door on the left." Norg thanked him and followed his instructions.
Wow, this is a big library. That could be good, there might be more books on supernatural beings, Norg thought as she explored the library, trying to find the right section.
"Hi! May I help you?" a voice called from behind Norg. Norg jumped and turned around to see Princess Twilight.
"Wow, you startled me! Yeah, where's your section on everything supernatural?" Norg asked. Twilight tilted her head.
"Their over there," Twilight said, pointing to a shelf by a window. Norg frowned.
"Hm. Ok, thank you," she said. She walked to the shelf to see about three dozen books.
Hm. Small amount of supernatural books. Meh, at least she has some books. Now, to see how much I forgot about shtrigas.
Norg walked out of the library about half an hour later.
That took less time then I thought it would. Now, to find a hospital! She started asked ponies that walked by about the hospital. She got an answer the third time she asked about it.
Well, that was fast, she thought as she followed the cyan colored pegasus to the hospital.
"Do you have a relative in here?" the pegasus asked.
"No. Is there a children's wing?" Norg asked. The pegasus shrugged.
"I don't know. You should probably ask the nurses about that. Why?" she asked, frowning. "Do you know something about why the foals are falling into comas?" Norg raised her eyebrow.
"Sort of," she said as she entered the hospital. She was treated by a nurse a few moments later.
"Hi! How may I help you?" she asked.
"Hi. Where are these coma foals?" Norg asked, deciding to go straight to the point. The nurse frowned.
"Why? Are you a specialist?" she asked. Norg nodded.
"Yeah. I'm pretty sure I know whats happened to these foals, but I need to see them first," Norg said. The nurse pointed down a hallway.
"Their down there. You should know when you get there," the nurse said.
"Ok, thank you," Norg said, heading down the hallway. About 45 seconds later, she reached a window. She looked into it, seeing a bunch of pale foals, hooked up to life support.
"Well, that pretty much confirms it, it's a shtriga," Norg muttered.
"Excuse me!" a stallion called from down the hall. Norg glanced at him.
"Yes?" she asked.
"Are you one of those specialists that we hired?" the stallion asked. Norg nodded.
"Do you have a conclusion?" the stallion asked.
"Yeah," Norg said. "This is something you're not going to be able to handle, or anyone else in this hospital, for that matter." She turned around and headed to the door.
"Why not?" the stallion asked.
"This isn't something you're trained for!" Norg called back. "I'm probably the only one in this entire town that has the knowledge and equipment to fix this!"
Author's Note
Was this too fast?