Dragonborn of Equestria

by AstralFlare42

Rating: mature
Tags: Romance, Original Character, Adventure, Violence, Slice of Life, Crossover, Sex, Death, Anthro, Main 6, Gore, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dungeons and Dragons, Alternate Universe, My Little Pony Comic, Other
Length: 2422

A Dragonborn finds himself in Equestria. Let's see how that will go.

Behind a secret door in the crystal castle, a being from a thousand years ago is hidden away, chained within a crystalline prison.

One day, after the Crystal Empire's return, the door is found, and the prisoner is freed. Once this being is free, they will have an amazing adventure unlike anything that they have had since that comic con.

And the Dragonborn of Equestria shall go down the path laid before him.

Crossover tag for obvious reasons.

This is a displaced story.

Artwork done by the amazing Hoodwinked McShelster.

Published 2024-05-02 23:00:01 UTC
Last updated 2024-10-07 21:52:49 UTC

The Dragonborn Awakens Part 1

Author's Note

Yes this is a Displaced story. I hope you enjoy.

The Dragonborn Awakens Part 1

Within a hidden room in the central building of the Crystal Empire; Some time after Sombra's defeat.

Chains rattled in the darkness. If you traveled deeper in the castle's more forgotten areas, you would find a secret room that Sombra would use as a torture chamber. The walls, while no longer the tyrant's favorite black crystals, curved All around forming a perfect sphere. Within the center was a crystal slab, just floating in the very center of the sphere. And there was someone chained down to it.

He was chained down in a kneeling position using a glowing bronze chain attached to four shackles. He had greyish green scales, a crimson underbelly, yellow eyes with black sclera, digitigrade legs with four toes, hands with four fingers, a pair of horns that flow to the back of his head with one of the horns being broken, black shoulder-length hair, dark red spines going down his back and tail,
a buff muscle build, a yellow eye with a black sclera, a missing left eye, a facial branding shaped like a stylized sun over where his eye used to be, scars on the back from being whipped, and a copper colored tribal tattoo on the right shoulder that looks like a fire within a drop of acid that stops just above the elbow.

His outfit consisted of a brown loin cloth that reaches just below the knees, a brown hood, black tattered pants, and a leather cord with five different colored beads (colors in this order: orange, black, purple, cyan, and red) around his left wrist. Within a crystal orb that orbited the prisoner is a bag that had a belt style strap.

He slowly lifted his head as he saw a flash of light. Unknown to anyone but himself this was the moment he has waited for for a thousand years. "It's about time for my freedom."

He then heard a crackling sound, and sighed with an annoyed expression on his face. "Here we go again."

The chains then sent a large amount of electricity into the dragonborn, making him scream in agonizing pain.

At Least One Thousand years ago; Earth; Texoma ComicCon

I couldn't believe that this was happening. I finally was able to go to ComicCon for the first time in my life. I had heard stories of people disappearing at a convention, but I disregarded those rumors as stuff for people in fiction. It wasn't like it was going to happen in a place like this.

I had just arrived the first day via bus. It was a little cramped with me being the only one not wearing a costume. I figured that I wouldn't need to dress up, that could be for the next convention. I showed my ticket to the person at the door, andI was ushered inside. What I saw will never leave me.

There were all kinds of boothes and decorations everywhere! I even saw some people in costumes that would need a whole team to put on. I went around taking pictures with people in costume, attended some of the events, and got some food.

I was enjoying my lunch, when I felt like I was being watched. I looked at where I felt the feeling originate, and saw a booth I hadn't seen before, due to this being on the other side of the event hall. It was a semi-large one designed like a dragon's cave with Tiamat right on top doing battle with Bahamut on a screen. The one running the stand was in a costume that looked a lot like the dragonborn merchant from Baldur's Gate 3, and she was looking right at me.

I guessed that she wanted me to buy some of her wares, so I walked over. "Hello there, Exxvikyap. Got any wares to sell me today?" I liked RPGs, so I decided to just try to play along if the merchant began being like the character, and I wasn't disappointed. The mask moved as if it were flesh and blood. It was really great craftsmanship; it almost looked real.

"Oh, well hello there, traveler. Come to sample my wares? Would you like a sword, a shield, a spear? You look to be a spear person." Exxvikyap said excitedly, no doubt trying to force me to choose a spear.

"No thanks. I'm not looking for any weapons, but let's see if I can help boost your sales figures. Show me what you've got."

She stepped aside to let me see into the stall, and what I saw did not disappoint me.

She had things like the ninja steel morphers, Ruby Rose's scythe, and even stuff like minecraft potions. Eventually, I found the items I was looking for.

"I'll take the bag of holding, some of the mechanical familiars in the different types of metal, the blue scaly looking ocarina, and the necklace with the dragon's head holding the yellow d20 gem in it's mouth." I say pointing to each item.

She then grabs everything, places it on the counter, and looks me square in the eye. "I take it that you're a fan of Dungeons & Dragons."

"Yeah. I've never played it before, but I do enjoy listening to Critical Role every now and then." I then remember the items, "So how much do I owe you for the items?"

Exxvikyap chuckled a little, which I couldn't tell if it was good or bad. "Well these items are usually very pricey, but since you recognized me and took the time out of your busy day to admire my wares, I'll sell all of this to you for $200, but I would really like to see your character sheet."

This was starting to get weird, but I really wanted the items, so I pulled out the money and character sheet. It was incomplete because I didn't have the backstory, but that was on purpose so that I could set him up for any campaign.

She takes the money and looks over the sheet. "This is a great character. Mind telling me why the breath weapon was crossed out?"

"Well I gave him resistances to both fire and acid and figured that it would be too overpowered, so I removed the breath weapon to balance it out."

"Mind if I place the smaller items in the bag to help make carrying it easier?" Exxvikyap asked.

"Go right ahead." After getting the bag, now having items in it, I put it on my waist thanks to the strap being like a belt.

"Enjoy your trip, and may Bahamut guide you." the merchant tells me, causing me to pause.

"Could you repeat that?" I ask, getting an ominous feeling in my gut.

The dragonborn merchant smiles. "Enjoy your trip."

It's then that I began to feel woozy. I collapse as I feel myself blacking out. As everything goes dark, I suddenly see visions of a silver dragon facing against one with five heads, each one being a different color. The silver dragon sends out a wave of light energy, and I finally lose consciousness.

End of part 1

The Dragonborn Awakens Part 2

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The Dragonborn Awakens Part 3

A few months later

Turns out that it was easy to get a place to stay as well as a way to pay my debts. All I had to do was help around the farm.

It was hard at first since I had never worked on a farm before, but as the days passed, I found that things were getting easier. I was getting better at plowing the fields and lifting heavier and heavier objects. Must be because I was getting an amazing workout.

Anyway, I was traveling amongst the buildings of the Empire as I went around selling some of the recently harvested wheat. I then saw the bakery near the outskirts. "Hey Gem, got the wheat that you ordered." Gem Pie, a really great baker had a pink colored body with a gray colored mane. He always seemed to be sparklier than the average crystal pony here.

"Ah. Thanks lad. Care to stay and try one of my latest creations?" He asked while getting his hat straightened for the day ahead.

"No thanks. After this I was going to help get the farm ready for the tour of the empire that Sombra wants to give our new dignitary guests." I said as I unloaded the wheat with the baker, still don't know how he makes flour himself, and made sure that I had everything settled before leaving.

The baker scratched his chin. "Oh, yeah. Those Leonin from the Wildlands." I waas still amazed that there were races from Dungeons and Dragons here in this world. One of which are the previously mentioned Leonin. Unlike in the lore of D&D, these Leonin were more like warlords from how they were described to me. The different tribes in the Wildlands, an expanse of land to the south of Zebrica, were at constant war with each other. Every so often, They would send ambassadors to try to get allies. Most of the time, it didn't work.

Gem went to the door and switched the sign to 'open'. "Well I hope that these ones are not as bad as the ones who tried to ally with Equestria." When we got news of what happened, let's just say that it didn't end well.

Anyway. I left the building and made my way back to the farm. You'd think that from my interactions with these ponies, things are actually nice and dandy. Well, you'd be wrong. As I walked along the street, I could see the latest set of Sombra's slaves heading to the mines for the day. The looks on them all was so depressing, which I guess is the point. Sombra does like to use fear to keep us all in line. Anyway, as I was passing the castle as a shortcut to get across the city, I was stopped by one of the guards that was standing out front.

"Hey, you're wanted in the throne room, lizard." That was a surprise, I had never even been in the castle before. Now I had a friend in there, but I only interacted with him out of the castle. I wonder why I was summoned to the castle?

I was lead into the castle by the guard. They always spooked me because there was no one wearing them. Well, I say that, but it's more like living shadows that are housed within the armor. Sombra had found them along with the armor before he took over, so they are his army.

"So, who's the one who summoned me?" I ask the guard as we walk down the dark halls of the castle to the throne room.

"You were summoned here by Prince Scarlet Fury at the behest of his father, King Sombra." Huh. Never expected that my buddy was the one who called on me, but the fact that he did so at the tyrant's insistance makes me worry a little.

Allow me to clarify. Scarlet Fury is Sombra's son. Years before I had arrived, Sombra decided that he wanted to have an heir, but since he wanted a lot of his features and power from a great wyrm, which is a more feral version of the dragons of the Dragon Lands to the south east, so he took some scales from an amethyst thunder dragon. After using some dark magic and some of his own blood, he got what he wanted, although he didn't account on his son being not exactly like him. He had a kind side and didn't look exatly like Sombra.

Anyway, me and the guard arrived at the throne room and entered. There sitting on a throne made entirely of dark crystals was Sombra. He was a dark grey stallion with a black mane and tail, the former of which flowed as if it were a black flame. His eyes were a dark red color with green sclera and a purple miasma seeping from the sides. He wore a full set of adamantine armor, except for his crown which was more like a war circlet, and a red cape with white trim. The style of the armor made me think of Sauron from Lord of the Rings. On the pauldrons, were rubys that were designed after Sombra's cutie mark, a trio of red crystals whose silhouette would make a crown.

Standing next to the throne on Sombra's right was his son, Scarlet Fury. He had much of Sombra's looks, except for the purple dragon forearms, blue irises in his eyes, purple streaks in his non-flowing mane and tail, the purple scales across the top of his muzzle, and visible purple hooves. His outfit, like it always is, consisted of a dark purple tunic with his cutie mark which, like sombra's, is made to appear to be made of red crystals, only shaped like a dragon head and is placed on his left on his chest, a crimson colored cape that barely goes below the shoulders, ornate silver pauldrons, crimson pants, and a ruby pendant shaped like a v on a silver chain.

Once I arrive at the foot of the steps, the guard hits me in the back of my leg to force me into a kneeling position. I look between the two rulers before speaking. "I was summoned? What did you want exactly from a farmhand?" I had to hold back what I wanted to really say because I did not have anything nice to say to Sombra, so I decided to just get this over with.

Sombra chuckled. "I respect you holding your anger back, but I guess that we should skip the formalities." He turns to Scarlet. "Why don't you tell our friend about our new friends?"

'You can take your respect and shove it where the sun don't shine.' I thought.

"Of course, Father." Scarlet says, though I can tell that He still doesn't like his dad. "I have asked you to come here because King Sombra thinks that you should be the one to show the dignitaries around the Empire."

The silence could allow one to hear a pin drop.

"I'm sorry, but what?" I asked in complete shock.

This decision felt like he was setting me up for disaster. What I did not know was how correct I was.

The Dragonborn Awakens Part 4

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