The Scarred King's Return

He could see a group of five griffins with large burlap sacks; he assumed that they were formerly used for storing grain before being repurposed for storing colts and fillies. That is what he and his changelings were met with upon entering the town, a griffin slaver party getting new “merchandise” for their loyal customers. “We are going to help them but we are going to be smart about it. I will distract them while all of you sneak behind them when I tell you we will attack and subdue them.” Chrysilix said over the hivemind before he straightened himself and boldly marched out of the shadows and into the sight of the griffins and ponies.

“Well don’t you look fancy? You should fetch a nice price.” A griffin with speckled rust-brown feathers said with what he assumed was the griffin equivalent to a smirk.

“I ask that thou taketh thy friends away and leave what is not thine. Do so and mine wrath shall not descend upon thou, griffin.” Chrysilix said this with neither confidence nor fear, this threat however was met with laughter from the griffins.

“I don’t know what got into your head but thy petty threat and thy fancy talking do little to impress thine.” The speckled griffin said before barking out a laugh with his companions soon copied.

“This is thy last warning griffin, abandon thy assault upon this village and release the colts and fillies before it is too late,” Chrysilix said with a focused expression as he shifted his stance into a more defensive one, the griffins once again laughed at him. They then noticed that while they were focused on him the ponies had gathered the colts and fillies that had not been captured and fled to their homes. “Now you shall face mine wrath,” Chrysilix said before his horn lit up with a bright green and several copies of himself appeared. They all charged at the griffins as a group of five ponies attacked from behind. The fight was brief but the changelings disguised as ponies managed to push the griffins back. Once the griffins started to retreat Chrysilix dispelled his copies.

While one of the changelings was busy opening the various sacks that the griffins dropped in the fight, the other changelings stood ready to continue the fight should the griffins try again. After five minutes all the colt and fillies were free and the ponies of the town had come out of their homes. What followed was a very heartfelt reunion one that the changelings recognized as a chance to get love for the hive. Chrysilix considered aiding his changelings in gathering love but he decided against it as he would attract too much attention. Various families thanked him for helping to save their colts and fillies.

Finally, the mayor of the town walked up to Chrysilix with a nervous smile on his face. “May I ask the names of the heroes who save our town?” The mayor said with a shaky quiver in his voice, Chrysilix could tell that the mayor was only a few more incidents away from having a nervous breakdown.

“I am Diamond Scratch, me and my friends have journeyed to your town to procure supplies for our families but then we saw the griffins attacking your town. We simply could not allow you all to suffer like that.” Chrysilix said with a faint smile that the mayor returned.