Project KADINGIR

Face your fears. Morning's mother always used to tell him that. It was her motto for him growing up, if he was to get anywhere in this world, he had to face the many fears of life. She would instill this into his very being. however, even now he struggled to stand with this motto, and as Morning stepped into the vast open conference room, his hopes of appearing confident, immediately shattered.

Within the monumentally large room sat a huge circular glass table, with golden highlights and supports spreading on the underside like the roots of a tree. Large glass panes took up the space for the ceiling, leaving natural daylight to illuminate every shadow of the expansive room. Around said table, placed evenly along its rim were ten large golden chairs, each with beautiful sun patterns and sensual curves of gold. The ceiling was easily high enough to allow several pegasi to fly at dangerously high speeds with little chance of injury. But that's not what scared Morning Star so.

All noise ceased, not even a whisper could be heard as all eyes found themselves on Morning Star. It was horrifying. Eight silent ponies sat around the table, almost all silent and straight faced, judging him. Not even one of them acknowledged the Princess as they stared him down.

"Hi.." murmured Morning Star, beginning to feel the crippling tension in the air. He knew every face around the table and he knew why they all stared at him so. They didn't know him. Confusion struck some ponies, they're mind ticking away in an attempt to place the pony standing beside the Princess. None of them said a word.

Morning Star looked to the right, starting at the first seat, at around one hour of a clock, sat the famous magical thanatonout, Mirror Gaze. A small mare, around 4'6, she sported a strangely plain shade of grey fur, with silvery white mane-hair to boot, it was long and smooth, and curved gently down her right side. Her eyes were a shocking shade of blue however, like a ball of sky captured in her eyes. She wore a trim dark blue suit and knee length skirt of the same colour, as Morning could see through the table. Beneath that she wore a plain white button up shirt and a small black tie. Mirror Gaze was famous for her theories on magical structure and was renowned for her adjustments to the auto-cast spell structure theorem. She smiled, but it didn't reach her eyes. She was being polite, that was all.

To the right of her, at the second hour of a clock, a stern faced old stallion resided, his eyes showed nothing more than burning curiosity, and a little anger. Did he know Morning Star? Or was it that he simply didn't approve? One couldn't tell from this distance. The man was tall, oddly so, level height with the Princess in fact. He had a dark brown coat of fur, and a long wiry black mane that reached to his shoulders, he sported a beard-moustache combo of the same colour and his eyes were brown aswell, like chestnuts. He wore a long dark grey robe, that covered his entire body, his hands barely visible on the table. His name was Plain-caster, master of combat magic and creator of some of the most powerful magic combat spells used in recent history.

At The third hour, a teenaged mare wiggled her legs around on her chair. Her name, Flurry Heart, Alicorn princess of the Crystal Kingdom. Her father was Captain/Prince Shining Armour, brother of Princess Twilight Sparkle. Her mother, Princess Mi Amore Cadenza, Alicorn of love. With so many powerful titles in that particular bloodline it made her an exceptional magical force. Her base mana pools were over 10 times the equestrian average, curtesy of her connection to her father. With her mother's aptitude for intuition and learning, and Twilight's exceptional knowledge base allowed the young fully to flourish in the world of magic. A Princess in every possible way, even down to the power. She was around 4'4. She had a very pale shade of pink as her fur colour and sported a violet and blue mane in a bubbly curled style and upon her head, a crown of silver, a small sapphire residing in its peak. She wore a flowing white dress, reaching only her knees, with a small necklace of silver and some knee high purple and white striped socks. It seemed socks were all the rage nowadays, not that Morning Star knew fashion. She was simply sat there, hands besides her legs, smiling at her feet as they swung beneath the chair.

Beside her, an empty chair, but taking the seat were a pair of crossed, sensually long, maroon red legs. These were connected to the mare sitting in chair number five. Morning Star couldn't help but blush. Lounging in a sultry bright red dress that split at the thigh, was none other than Red Anvil. Standing at around 5'3 Red Anvil was a master rune-smith. Her work on self-contained magical spell runes and stones was nothing short of legendary, especially considering she was a pegasi. Her long Pale red mane only served to lend itself to her theming of red. it was long, past her shoulders, and spilled into waves of curls. Her eyes were a bright pink, and she smiled with a lecherous grin. She eyed Morning Star several times, looking him up and down, like a predator stalking its prey.

Morning Star flicked his eyes down and then to the left side of the table. Princess Twilight had gone to sit down at the table now, her place at the Ninth Hour of a clock.

Slouching over at the Eleventh hour of the proverbial clock, lay a middle-aged stallion, that would have been 5'1 had he not been slouching. His fur was Blue, dark blue, and his mane was an electric shade of yellow. It was spiky and short, but it seemed to droop slightly, like it had been doused in water. The stallion opened one eye and Morning Star could see a sparkling yellow colour, not dissimilar to his mane colour, peaking at him from behind the heavy eyelid. It closed again. That stallion was ThunderCrack, a famed mage from the south. He had fought in the Species war and was renowned for his ridiculous knowledge of spell craftsmanship. He had reportedly invented over 30 new spells whilst out on the field, all of which were now used in both battle and everyday life. he wore a long brown trench coat, a pair of black suit pants, and a button up white shirt, loosened by two buttons and lacking a tie. He looked, exhausted.

To ThunderCrack's left, at the tenth hour sat a burly stallion. His imposing height was well over 6'5 and he seemed to radiate strength. His dark grey coat and deceptively foal-ish blonde mane style contrasted the dark glare he was giving Morning. His name was Captain Silver Chant, master of magical oral-mancy, the practice of words of power. He helped develop a quick solution to lacking spell power, by creating chants and words that contain said spell power. he was wearing his military uniform, a dark blue tux, with matching suit pants and military patches across his sleeves. An imposing symbol of his status.

At the ninth hour sat the Princess of magic, a small smile gracing her features as she looked over at Morning Star. She was relaxed among all these ponies. Morning Star would never understand how she could remain so calm in a room with this much tension. Perhaps the fact she was literal royalty had something to do with it. Who knew.

At the eight hour mark sat another stallion. His features were childish, betraying his real age. He had a light green coat, and a silky blonde mane. He was barely over 5 feet. He wore a silky white jacket, a plain yellow undershirt, and dark blue jeans. He was the self titled 'Prince of Magic' Light Fractal, and saw himself as an equal to Twilight Sparkle. It wasn't far off though. Despite his boasting, he was indeed an exceptionally strong duellist mage. His quick wit and knowledge of combat based single action spells is extremely vast and he is famed for his victories in the ring. He gives Morning a cursory glance, but otherwise ignores him.

Finally at the seven hour mark, sits an elderly mare. Her Grey wiry mane clearly showing her age, the elderly mare sported a faded violet coat of fur. The woman was no taller than 4'5. She was wearing a patchwork shawl and a long plum coloured dress. Her name, was Madam Jade. No-pony knew Madam jade's last name, only that her works in magical fundamentals were famed throughout Equestria, not to mention her encyclopaedic knowledge of spells.

Morning Star quivered slightly as he took a few steps towards the open seat. He had never felt more out of place as he did now.

"Come now, don't be so nervous" stated Twilight from the other side of the table "We won't bite, besides, it is your seat after all."

"Hehe, yea, well I just feel a little exposed that's all, maybe due to being among some of the most famous ponies in Equestrian history..." stated Morning Star, his nerves pacifying slightly due to the princess' welcoming words.

"Hmm, all you need to be concerned with is the fact that chair needed filling, and you were picked. so sit down." came a gruff voice next to twilight. It was Silver Chant.

"Mr Chant, that's behaviour is uncalled for!" snapped Twilight, turning to face the captain with visible upset.

"What? He shouldn't be here and he knows it. Who even is he, and why did you even invite him Princess?" questioned Silver Chant accusingly.

"That's enough Mr Chant. He was chosen due to his excellent knowledge and understanding of magic principles, not to mention his contribution of the safety net feature to the long range teleportation station design. It's this feature that allowed you to be here on such short notice." spoke Twilight, her eyes thinning slightly with sourness.

"Oh" came a third voice, it was Mirror Gaze "So it was you who developed the Safety Net design. Quite ingenious if I might say."

"Umm, why thank you Miss Mirror Gaze. I hadn't expected a compliment such as this from the mare who singlehandedly developed the Falkin theory of magical dissonance." complimented Morning, clearly flustered.

"Oh, I wasn't aware you knew of my work?" spoke Mirror Gaze, clearly surprised "Tell me, what do you think of the idea of Magical residue being the cause of Magical dissonance between caster and spell?"

All eyes turned on Morning, even Princess Flurry Heart seemed to be listening with intent.

"Well I believed the theory to be rather sound, though finding the evidence must've been difficult. My guess is you used a mixture of Sight enhancement spells, mixed with tracking and space manipulation spells to create the precise spell frequency to prove the theory true. It's your famed 'Dimension Gazer' spell I believe. In my opinion though, I believe a less complicated method could be developed." stated Morning, not wanting to disappoint the eager crowd.

"Well, well. It seems he knows his stuff after all" interrupted the voice of Light Fractal "Not bad Mr?"

"Star, Morning Star" He responded.

"Well then, I suppose we should get this conference under way. Mr Star, please take your seat next to Flurry over there." Twilight said, addressing the whole room and Morning in parallel.

"Oh of course, I'm sorry Twilight" Morning Star apologised, walking briskly to his seat.

"First name basis already? Not bad Mr Star.." spoke Red Anvil softly as Morning Star walked past her.

"What no! I mean, it was what she asked and I just thought that.." Stammered Morning, clearly flustered.

"Relax Mister, she was only joking" came a young childish voice. Flurry heart patted the set next to her "Come sit down, and try to ignore the Witches advances" she spoke, a cheeky grin on her face as she glanced at Red Anvil.

"Witch!" Red Anvil growled "How dare you, you little brat I'm gonna.."

"Enough" came the voice of Twilight Sparkle. Everyone in the room was silent. Morning took this opportunity to take his seat.

Across the room, ThunderCrack stirred from his slumber.

"We all came here to discuss magic, and enjoy ourselves. You each are here due to your contributions to the magical society of Equestria. I expect this to be friendly and enjoyable. The staff are ordered to deliver anything you request, be it food or drinks, So let's just try to have fun alright?" questioned the Princess.

"Yes your Highness." came the drone of responses from around the room.

With a satisfactory nod, Twilight turned to signal the doors to be corridor to be sealed and the conference to begin.

Slowly ThunderCrack raised his head. His eyes slid across the room slowly as he scanned the other visitors eventually settling on Morning Star.

"Who the hay is he?"