To New Horizons

Your mind wanders as you fly over the small town, you hope you aren’t late. You may co-own the bar but that won’t save you from restroom duty. You cringe just thinking about it. You let yourself slowly glide to the ground as you make your way past Sugar Cube corner and towards the edge of town. As you walk you look to the sky, to your guess it would be half passed Starfires going to kill you. “Great.” You think to yourself as you make a right turn and see the bar, surprisingly not open.
BY CELESTIA YOU HAVE A CHANCE TO LIVE! You make a mad dash toward the bar, It was a three-story building with a simple old europonyen design with a second-floor balcony and staircase up to it. The first floor being the bar and kitchen, the second was the inn for other adventurers. On non-bar day’s you’d lock the bar door and make sure the balcony door was unlocked.

You didn’t want to kidnap anypony or anything accidentally. The third floor was your guilds floor. Eclipse always slept up there. You thought it was sorta weird but then again, he was always chasing leads to a new adventure after he was done cooking food for everyone. So you really can’t blame the guy.

The bar was named The Skyward Sword bar and inn. Yes, it was named after you and yes, you felt weird about it. Your friends always looked to you as a “leader” but it was a group effort. Nopony really had any weight over anyone else, and if they felt your suggestion was the wrong one, they wouldn’t follow it.

Simple. Just the way you liked it. You slowly approach the door and give it a pull. Locked, strange. Eclipse would usually have the door unlocked by now. You reach back into your saddle bag and pull out your keychain. Welp here’s hoping you weren’t a dumb flank and came by on a non-bar day. You could have slept in until two pm then. You slide the key into the lock and turn it, hoping you weren’t dead or an idiot.

You slowly open the door to see Starfire standing with a cocky smile on the other side of the door. “Yep, definitely dead.” You think to yourself as she eyes you down for a few seconds. Starfire was an Earth pony, toughest pony you ever met, minus AppleJack. Starfire had a light yellow coat and a light brown mane with a stripe of dark brown over her left eye. The cutie mark on her flank (Not that you were looking) was a flaming arrow stuck in a wooden log.

“Well, well, well. The Lunist finally shows up on time! Finally, fix your sleep schedule princess?” She says with more than a hint amount of sass in her voice, at least you weren't dead right? “Har har Star. Could say the same to you for waking up at this ungodly hour!” You reply as you enter the bar and walk past her toward the counter surveying the bar for any changes.
From the right of the door was the bar counter, it was a bar rule not to let anyone eat at the counter. You always told people it was meant for drinking not eating. But the truth was you never really liked watching people chew their food right in front of you.

Behind the counter wall was the kitchen, served anything between salads and meat. Pony’s mostly bought cider but since you were still technically a restaurant you did serve milk and juice for foals. Some local families ate here often but on rare occasion a family of gryphons would eat here, but it was mostly adventurers from all over the known world.

Directly in front of the main door was the dining area, not much to say about it. It could hold about fifteen groups of five and on the back wall was the stairs up to the second floor. On the wall itself was a shield with the Equestrian flag painted onto it, two swords were crossed behind it. All dulled of course, you went a little further and cut halfway through the handle on both of them. So the moment those swords made contact with anything, the hilt and blade would pop off.

You chuckled to yourself over the idea of a drunken bar fight going down and some idiot would grab the sword thinking they were going to win. Only to learn they were screwed. To the left of the main door was a fireplace with a small stage for a couple of performers to play their tunes. The Bar’s policy was a walk in one. If nobody was playing, you can go have a shot. But if you suck the crowd won’t pay you a bit, and you sure as hell weren’t going to pay walk in’s.

Well, you did on occasion. Especially when they played music about the moon and it didn’t suck. You always made sure they’d walk away with something nice, whether it be a few bits or a free meal. You sniffed the air and noticed there wasn’t a scent of food cooking. Yep, a non-bar day. “Couldn't walk away clean huh universe? It's always something.” You think to yourself before looking back at Starfire.

“Think it was a bar day?” Starfire asked with her grin remaining on her face from when you entered. “Damn how does she always see right through you.” You thought to yourself as you gave her a deadpan look while she shut the bar door behind you and locked it. “Unfortunately.” You replied as she walks over to you. “Well lucky you, it is. But as you can see, Eclipse is M.I.A. Figured he was up in the guild hall but I was waiting on you to join me in his harassment.” Starfire stated as she made her way toward the staircase.

“Harassing Eclipse? Together? Never thought I’d live to see the day we could.” You say sarcastically as you follow behind her. “In all seriousness though, what in Tartarus has gotten into him? He’s never late!” Starfire says as she starts to ascend the staircase and pulls out her keychain to unlock the door. “He must have his reasons.” You sigh as you toss your devoured apple behind the counter and surprisingly, in the trash bin behind it.

You silently celebrate your victory as you go upstairs and lock the bar door behind you. The two of you make your way up a second staircase and finally outside the doors to the Guildhall. There are a few chairs there for pony’s who want to offer the guild a job. Whether it be mapping out a small portion of land or finding a lost item in the Everfree. You’d almost always take the job. Almost. Your guild HATES escort missions, so much a wendigo is probably enjoying a buffet of your hatred for them. Really though buck escort missions.

While you were having an escort hating rant happen in your head, Starfire opens the doors to the guild hall and walks inside, leaving the door’s open as per guildhall tradition. As the two of you enter, you kindly grab the little standing sign from behind the left door that says “Please wait here to talk to the Skyward Sword’s guild.” and proceed to place it by the stairs. On the other side of the sign, you wrote long ago.

“If the door is closed please knock. We aren’t psychic.” Too many ponies just wait for hours and don’t even bother actually knocking. It became a real problem to your guild. You turn around and officially enter the guild hall. The hall itself was pretty spacious with a nice green squared rug laying across the length of the room. To the right of the door was the door to the guilds kitchen and a few bookshelves sparcely holding any books and no trinkets. On the other side of the room was another door to a fully outfitted restroom.

Directly in front of the door was what you called the war room table. The table was a sandwich of a wooden base, a map of the known world and a glass covering. Allowing the guild to plan adventures, drink and eat all without ruining your map! It was brilliant! Or at least the three of you thought so. On the left of the hall were Four rooms, Three for the guild members and a fourth for a guest. The first one on the left (that was closest to the main door) was Eclipses, the next was Starfire’s and the one after that was yours.

You long ago, put a sign on the door stating for anyone to enter it to please not touch the cloud bed. You got tired of random ponies wandering in through the open door and trying to lay on your bed. It wasn't even your guildmates who did it. It was random ponies who saw the open door and thought. Wow, I gotta try that bed! Ponies can be invasive at times.

On the opposite side of the room was a massive window that looked out to the east. It allowed for the most natural light in the morning so you didn’t really have to use electricity to light the room. The window can also open so you can easily fly in or out. With a clear lack of Eclipse in the room, the two of you make your way to his door. You try the doorknob, but find it’s locked.

“Whelp, we cornered the scoundrel.” You jokingly say as the two of you look at each other. “Well, what are you waiting for?” Starfire replies as she looks at your hoof on the doorknob. “It's locked.” You reply and she gives you a deadpan look. “He seriously locked his door?”She asks. “Yep.” you reply, taking your hoof off the door and placing it on the floor.

“Well here's hoping the varmint doesn't have earplugs.” She states before banging her hoof on the door. “Eclipse! Wake your flank up you're late for work!” She stops for a few seconds before you hear some movement behind the door. “Eclipse come on! It's not that hard to wake up!” You yell before you hear trotting, it's getting louder.

The two of you wait for a few seconds before the door unlocks and swings open revealing a white unicorn with dark blue eyes and a dark purple mane on the other side, his cutie mark being a pony skull laying on a book next to an ink jar with a quill inside. He looked exhausted as he trotted up to you and stared you in the eyes. “What are you two on about?” He said with annoyance in his voice. “Bar day, go get a shower or something, you look like shit.” You reply as the exhausted looking Unicorn looks you up and down for any hint of humor, finding none.

His eyes go wide before he dashes past the two of you and into the restroom yelling what sounded like a cross between an apology and a scared whimper. You and Starfire laugh at his reaction and begin to make your way down to open the bar for at least drinks.