Clay Swords and Crossed Dimensions.

Conner was taken to the docks of the island he was on where the guards were bickering with the local ship owners about the arranged transport for him.

“What do you mean you didn’t realise that he would be a human?” Inquired the first guard who during the course of the conversation had been revealed as the most egotistical equine Conner had ever met, not that he’d ever met a talking equine before and not that any equine he’d ever met was a unicorn. The guard’s armour was obviously too big for him and rattled any time that he moved his body, Conner was reminded of the recruits in New London when he had first met the guard and as a direct consequence of that he couldn’t help but smugly chuckle every time he made eye contact with him.

“Look buddy, my ship hasn’t enough room to support a being of that size” Stated the obviously overworked captain as he waved his pipe around in the air as he spoke and adjusted his blue striped cap with the other hoof, this captain had obviously had a bad day by the way in which he was speaking – either that or he’d been so shocked by the appearance of a human that it had turned him into a being of sheer anger “We’re leaving in about five minutes and there’s no way we can leave any of our cargo behind” the captain tipped his pipe upside-down and tapped it a few times causing some ashes to fall to the ground which made the guard step back in surprise.

“Look! I’ve been given this order by a high ranking member of the Hayka guard and he ran it through with the princesses themselves! There must be something you can do!” Yelled the guard as he finally lost his temper with the overly smug captain who stifled a grin, imitated the thought process and placed the pipe back in his mouth before looking into the guards eyes.

“Nope, nothing I can do” He smiled as he turned away and began to wander towards the ship. Conner decided this would be a good time if any to join the conversation and sighed before wandering past the alarmed guard and towards the captain.

“What are you doing, boy?” Yelled the captain in anger as  Conner wandered past him.

“I’m getting on board this ship, sir” forcefully stated Conner as he brushed past the captain “One way or another”  at this point Conner’s sword and flintlock came into the view of the now extremely nervous captain who nodded before quickly apologising to the guard and scrambling to un-anchor the boat. Conner lay on the deck and stared into the gloomy sky above as he prepared for a long boat trip across the sea to the city of ‘Fillydelphia’.

Four hours had passed and had marked the beginning of a thunderstorm as he disembarked from the ship, thanked the captain and began a calm stroll towards the train station. Of course the dock was empty of ponies, the entire population had ran indoors as the apparently unscheduled thunderstorm swept the land. Before him was a pony in a black raincoat with a black fedora atop his head and a pair of sunglasses.

“Take those off, it’s not like it’s blazing sunshine out here” Sighed Conner as he approached the pony “I assume you’re the one that will help me to get aboard this train?”

“You’d be right in sayin’ that” Cheerily stated the pony “I’m Snake Eyes by the way, I’m what you could call a gamblin’ pony” Conner looked him over before deciding to believe this story and supply a nod.

“Well then, Mr. Eyes. I believe we have a train to catch” Replied Conner in a slightly more light hearted tone now that he had exchanged pleasantries with the pony before him (As bizarre as that was to him he managed to maintain a straight face and his formality intact)

“Right you are” Beamed Snake as he lead the way to the platform.

After the longest leg of his journey had been completed he had had a lot of questions answered on the way to the capital named ‘Canterlot’. Mr. Dice had been so kind as to impart his knowledge of the races of pony, names of the princesses and a general layout of the land to Conner and for that he was ever grateful and indebted to the pony, his questions about war had been skipped around though along with his many inquiries as to why there was such a low level of shock from him when Conner had first arrived in Fillydelphia.

The train ground to a halt in the station of Canterlot, the storm had followed them it seemed and was probably a way to get the locals to shelter indoors and keep Conner out of sight. Mr. Dice led Conner to the entrance of the castle where Conner thanked him greatly before saying his farewells and sheltering under the archway of the castle as he awaited the large doors to be opened by the guards.