Equestrian Earth: The tale of Talon

The sights were just too much. I could only just stand there and stare  with my eyes slowly growing wider by the second while looking at the majesty of the land. Well that is until Strong wrapped his foreleg around my neck and began hauling me backwards. With the sudden change resulted in my legs flying out from underneath me and flailing uselessly in the air drawing strange looks from those chatting around us.

Without breaking stride Strong calls back to me,“Ok now that you have seen the more majestic scenery I want to show you where we the players can get some rest and relaxation after a hard days of adventuring.”

Unfortunately for me the place that he wanted to show me appeared to be down what I learned to be stairs from my rump and spine making jarring impacts against the steps and knocking the breath out of me each time.

Between the the impacts I was able to communicate my discomfort,“Strong could you stop. OW! Dragging me. Mother bucker! Down these stairs!” Screaming that last part led me to be dumped on my back and an eerie silence to settle in the air. Shifting my head from side to side I am met with stares from well dressed and from my guess high leveled players, and all I could do was give them a sheepish smile before I was once again grabbed by Strong and drug off of the main road.

“Sorry about that Tal. Are you ok with me calling you Tal? Oh why wouldn't you be?” Looking over at me he sort of cringes back and gives me a sort of embarrassed grin, “ But I tend to get a little excited when I meet new ponies and I really wanted to show you the main starting town.”

while collecting what thoughts still remained inside my now bruised and battered body I only caught Strong’s new nickname for me and his apology smile and excuse. “Don't worry about it Strong, and I don't see why I would care about you calling me Tal either so go right ahead.”

Looking back at me it was hard to miss the smile plastered on his face after my acceptance and my ok to the nickname, “Really? Well if its ok with you...Just hang on a second,” Reaching inside of a small pouch on his side Strong pulled out a piece of parchment and scribbled something on it, “There, now you are part of my friends list which means that I will be able to see your location and send you private messages, or pm’s for short.”

Slowly nodding my head along with what he was saying I made my way back towards the main street, “Well ain't that fancy. Guess since you did it for me I should return the favor,” reaching into a pocket on the front of my robe I reach around until I find a piece of parchment with friends list on the top of it and write Strong’s name on it. His name lights up briefly with a small shimmer then fades to black. But to the right of his name under a column labeled location was Aeroslida. Seeing this I let out an impressed whistle before putting the parchment back in my pocket, “That really is fancy.”

Making his way over to me Strong canters along beside me in silence as we make our way down the main street. The many voices of ponies all fighting for the attention of any who come within range to sell them their wares. From the small little wooden stand that has a sign saying that they sell a potion that will fix all of your ailments to the the more sturdy oak stands selling elaborately designed armor swearing that they are rare boss drops.

“Sir, Are you in need of any health potions!? If so look no further!”

“He doesn't want any of your filth, what he wants is my top of the line potions!”

“Oh look at that robe, it is dreadful! Why not come over here and peruse my wares?”

Only partially listening to the voices of the many vendors around us I take in the sights of the many magnificent buildings reaching into the heavens. It almost looked like the sky itself was bowing down to the city itself, in fact it actually looked like the clouds were a little too close...

Walking a little closer to Strong I ask him about my observation, “Hey Strong, doesn't it look like the clouds are a little too close. I mean if I didn't know better I would swear that this city is actually floating through the sky. But that is physically impossible for something of this size and material to actually do that.”

After a few moments of silence I turn to look directly at Strong's face only to be greeted by a smile that went from ear to ear, “Well actually Tal the city doesn't actually float it is actually pulled through the sky by two great serpentine dragons. But good guess....wait?” Squinting Strong looks directly into my eyes, “You didn’t notice that we were actually in the sky when I showed you the land or that we were moving?”

Lifting  hoof up behind my head I could only respond with a slight chuckle before my embarrassment made the blush that was building since the revelation about the city to finally show in full force upon my face. Upon seeing my blush I could tell Strong was trying to be a good friend and hold in his laughter, but he was doing a crappy job of it. “Oh ha ha ha Strong, its not my fault that the sights were a little too much for me. I mean how was I supposed to know that this game would look that amazing, So don't you dare laugh just because I didn't notice the little fact that the city we are in is flying.”

“I swear to you that I will try my hardest to not laugh at you should you ever make an error such as this ever again, even though missing that the city you are currently standing in is floating is a rather hard thing to miss.” Strong says while crossing his breast plate in an X shape.

Rolling my eyes at his attempted jab at my remaining dignity I put a little extra spring in my step as we continue our way through town and I could finally feel what I was missing before. That being the gently up and down and back and forth motion of the city as it was hauled through the sky by the dragons. The gentle motions were enough to actually lull me into an almost tranquil state, well that is until a tremendous crunching and crashing noise assaulted my ears.

The sudden noise had halted all activity in the street and all of the players I could see were looking in the same direction, up. So following example I craned my neck back and looked up to be greeted with the sight of a towering structure leaning towards me and falling to what I could only assume was my untimely demise, and all I got for it was a distant voice yelling what sounded like, “Oops! My bad!”

Standing there dumbstruck I could only stare as the building loomed closer and closer, and when it was only a few yards above me and everyone else in the street we all had the same thing going through our heads and we let it be known as one, “Well Crap.” Then the building flattened everything on the street.