Mori Pro Imperio: The Story of Pliton Calleius

We had been up in the air for a few hours, when we began to see small islands in the distance. I figured it must be the smaller, uninhabited islands that surround the Summerset Isles, and stretch out hundreds of miles away from the larger islands. It was mid-afternoon when we saw the first one, and when we did, I began to get more than a little nervous. No human had set foot on the Isles since the Thalmor and the Aldmeri Dominion took over. Divines only knew what was in store for me.

Still, she assured me that all would be well, and that the Elves would not harm me. The others had no idea what Twilight and I meant by Elves and their hostility to humans. I passed the time telling them what the Elves were, and why I hated them and vice-versa. Fluttershy couldn't get why we couldn't just get along, and Rarity shared her opinion. Pinkie Pie, meanwhile, thought a pastry named cupcakes would help us cooperate, while Applejack and Rainbow Dash agreed with my opinion.

Midrotheyvkaal continued flying on, and when the sun started setting, I could see the shoreline of a large island. The moment had arrived; and we had as well. Twilight looked back at me, and looked as cheerful as a child. I, meanwhile, was much more reserved in my emotions. Honestly, I didn’t know what to feel. I was just glad that it would be night soon, because there was the chance we wouldn’t be seen.

Midrotheyvkaal landed us on the shore, and said he would fly off to one of the smaller islands. Like me, he didn’t trust the Elves.

“You guys want to wait until morning?" I asked, "We can sleep here."

"There's nowhere else we can sleep." Twilight agreed, "Here, I'll make beds out of the sand with magic."

Twilight's horn began to glow again, and in the sand, raised platforms appeared. Using her magic, Twilight made them identical to beds, without any blankets. Though I doubted we needed any. It was already warmer than Skyrim, and it was after sunset. I climbed onto the sand mattress, and found it unnaturally firm. I knew it was because of Twilight's magic, but the sheer amount of things she could do amazed me. I sighed, turned over on my side, and slowly descended into sleep.

When I awoke, I found I was the only one awake. The sun was just about to rise, and the sky was gray with not a single cloud in the sky. I stood, and decided that we needed to have a fire to cook breakfast. I found a few palm trees on the beach, and stripped them of their branches. I made a small pile of them, surrounded by rocks, and used magic to light it.

By now, the sun had risen, and the crackling fire woke the others. Applejack was the first up, and sat down next to me.

"Howdy," she said, "That there is a nice fire ya got goin'. We have somein' to cook?"

"I think I have some fruits in my knapsack." I replied. I searched, and also found two sweet rolls and a half-empty cask of wine. Applejack sighed, and then shrugged.

“Well, it’s better than nothin’,” she said, “Warm the fruit up. You don’ want any buggers or nothin’ gettin’ in ya.”

Knowing nothing about food hygiene, I listened, and placed them above the flames. Applejack turned around, and watched the sun rise over the horizon. She smiled, and I saw a perfect set of white teeth, just like Twilight’s. Not even the Emperor had perfect teeth.

“So, you don’ have anyone raise the sun?” She asked. “Weird. We always rely on Princess Celestia to raise the sun and moon. It’s, comfortin’, to know that a pony is in charge of everything.”

“I never did get that.” I said, “I mean, how could someone- sorry, somepony- like Rainbow Dash or Fluttershy control the weather? It doesn’t make sense.”

“Well, we never found out why.” Applejack said, “The mages and wizards said that they have some sort ah magic to control the weather, clear the sky, an’ bring rain. We don’ know if it’s like the Unicorn’s, but I guess we’ll never find that out.”

“And what do Earth Ponies do?” I asked. “The Unicorns have magic, and the Pegasi can fly, but what does somepony like you do?”

“Ya mean me?” Applejack chuckled, and said, “Well, Ah have a farm back in Ponyville. Ah tend the fields with mah brother, Big Macintosh, sister, Applebloom, and mah Granny, Granny Smith. Earth Ponies have great physical strength, and Ah could kill just about anything Ah wanted to, which makes me a good hunter.”

“You have no parents?” I asked, noticing she omitted them from her family.

“Oh,” Applejack ran her fingers through her ponytail, and said, “They died when Applebloom was little. Granny Smith told me that it was a bad flu or somein’. They died, we buried ‘em, and we moved on. There was work to do, and it needed to get done. But, Ah never forgot ‘em.”

She turned back to the fire, and said the fruit was done being warmed. She said she would go wake the others, and that I would divide up the rest of the food. I agreed, and Applejack left to wake the others.

Slowly, they walked over one at a time, looking drowsy but well-rested. I waited until they were all here, and then I divided up the food. I ate a chunk of sweet roll, an apple, a peach and an apricot. I ate them slowly, as we talked about what we were going to do.

I spread out a map along the sand, and said, “There should be a large town half a day’s walk from here. The problem isn’t getting there, it’s what we’ll do when we get there. The Altmer don’t like visitors.”

“I don’t see why you’re so paranoid, Pliton.” Twilight said, “I think you’re just over exaggerating.”

“We all thought you were doing the same thing at the Wedding, Twi.” Rainbow Dash said, “Pliton’s not saying that we should exterminate them, just that we need to be on our guard.”

Twilight sighed, acknowledging defeat, “I guess you’re right. But, it’s not like we’ll be staying here too long.”

“What?” Spike complained, “I like the warm weather. Tell me we won’t be returning to Skyrim! It was miserable there.”

Twilight lightly smacked Spike on the head, and continued, “Like I said, it’ll be two months at most. All I want to learn is a few Tamrielic spells, and I’ll teach them what you know, Pliton. I can’t see them being hostile at the risk of staying ignorant of us.”

“They didn’t seem to care about being ignorant before this all started.” I mumbled under my breath. “Now, we’ll need to find lodging and food when we get there, because we just ate all we had.”

We discussed for a few more minutes, and then, after cleaning our campsite, began our trek to the nearest settlement: a large town by the name of Graddun Spring.

It was hot and muggy when the sun fully rose over the ocean, and Spike began to complain about the heat. Twilight reprimanded him for wishing to stay here, yet he was complaining this early. I chuckled, and we all laughed over the entire affair.

We had been on the road for about an hour, when we saw a wagon heading the opposite way. The Altmer, a male with dirty blonde hair, looked at us with disbelief, and sped the wagon up so that we wouldn’t try to initiate conversation with him. I wasn’t surprised, and Twilight then became aware of the Elves’ xenophobia.

There was nothing of interest, until we reached the walls of Graddun Spring. When the Elven archers on the walls saw us, they immediately reached for their bows, and were ready to shoot us in a split second.

“We mean no harm!” Twilight shouted, “I am Twilight Sparkle, and these are my companions: Fluttershy, Rainbow Dash, Rarity, Pinkie Pie, Applejack, Spike, and Pliton Calleius. We wish to enter your town, for we have no food or water.”

“What are you, a Daedra?” One guard asked, “We have never seen your kind before, Twilight Sparkle.”

“I am an Equestrian, a subject of Princess Celestia and Princess Luna, the rulers of the Kingdom of Equestria. We are with you in your fight with the Daedra, and I wish to impart you with knowledge of our magic.”

“Why are you with that Imperial scum?” The same guard asked, motioning towards me. I reached for my sword, but Applejack grabbed my wrist before I could.

“He has helped us reach you here,” Twilight explained, “We wish no harm.”

The Elf looked at the guard next to him, and conversed with him for a few seconds, and then disappeared from sight. We didn’t know what to make of it, and would have asked where he went, but the other guard kept his bow trained at us, making sure that we wouldn’t move.

A few minutes had passed when the door to the town opened, and there stood an Elf wearing expensive clothes on a horse, flanked by two Thalmor agents. He looked at me with abhorrence, and turned to look directly at Twilight.

“Twilight Sparkle,” he said, “I am Hyaril, Chief Councilman of Graddun Spring. I understand you wish to enter into this town?”

“Yes, Councilman,” Twilight answered, “Please, we have no food or water. All we want to do is to have a bed, a meal, and to give you knowledge of our magic.”

“Don’t let them enter.” A Thalmor agent hissed, “What will those in Alinor think when they find out that you let not only foreigners, but an Imperial, into your walls!”

“It’s too risky.” The other continued, “You’ll be better off killing them.”

“You’ll be damned if you think we’ll let you kill us.” I interrupted, “If you only knew who I was.”

“And what are you, Imperial?” Hyaril asked. The Elf was your typical Altmeri politician: long, gaunt face, large green walnut-shaped eyes, and golden pale skin. He was tall, and sitting on the horse made him almost intimidating in height alone.

“The great Talos has chosen me to be his first Champion.” I said, “The power of the Divines flow through me as much as Martin Septim, and even the Dragonborn. You would be foolish to turn us away or try to kill us off.”

Hyaril looked at me, and said, “If Talos has chosen you, prove it to me. I want you to lift these Thalmor rats, and incinerate them. Only the Divines could do such a thing.”

I smirked, and said, “I’ll gladly oblige.”

“Hyaril, you traitorous bastard!” One Thalmor agent cried. I lifted him into the air by his hair using the levitation spell Twilight taught me, and, used another spell to make him combust without any flames touching him. He cried out in pain, but he died within seconds, and was reduced to nothing not much longer.

I turned to the other Thalmor agent, who begged me for his life. “Well, orders are orders, Thalmor scum.”

I did the same with him as his companion. I looked to Hyaril, who looked shocked that I did what he had asked. A single drop of sweat went down the side of his face, and he swallowed audibly.

“Alright, enter.” He said nervously, “But if I hear anything about you raising trouble...”

I didn’t listen to him. Instead, I blew past him, and entered Graddun Spring. It was a well-kept town, with little garbage or waste in the streets. There were also few homeless, as it seemed that all had a home. It seemed like a nice place to live.

When the others caught up with me, some Elves were already taking notice to our entrance. They looked at us with contempt, and then at the Chief Councilman. They were whispering about us, and some were reaching for knives or spells, in case I felt reckless.

We walked with a captive audience until we reached the marketplace, where Thalmor noticed us. Three agents walked up to me, and one punched me in the face, and sent me to the street.

“I don’t know who allowed you to enter.” The agent said, “But you best leave, Imperial trash.”

“Leave ‘im alone!” Applejack shouted at the Thalmor, “He’s done nothin’ wrong to ya!”

“Oh, he’s brought friends, Lorund.” Another agent said, “They aren’t Imperial.”

The one named Lorund looked up, and stared at Applejack and her friends. “Yes, I know who you lot are. You’re Equestrians, are you not? Why must you insist in being in the company of inferior men when you can lodge with the superior Altmer.”

“I don’t know who you think you are,” Rainbow Dash said, cracking her knuckles, “But you better wipe that arrogant look off your face, or you’ll regret it!”

“Oh, look,” Lorund said, “The female thinks she can stand up to us. Shall we see if she can?”

“Wait!” Twilight shouted, “Must we act like barbarians? Can we not coexist in peace and harmony?”

“There’s too much blood on the wall,” I said, wiping blood from my lip. “These bastards wouldn’t give up their arrogance even if Akatosh himself said so!”

“Silence, underling!” The third Thalmor hissed. “You have no say here!”

By now, a large crowd had amassed around us, and the atmosphere was growing tense. Lorund smiled wickedly, and walked up to Twilight. He stroked her cheek, and walked behind her.

He whispered into her ear, saying, “I’m glad you have a lick of sense. You could live with us, and you would be treated like a queen. Forget these brutes, and accept the higher culture.”

Twilight looked disgusted, and turned around, saying, “I don’t think you understood what I said. I said coexist, not for me to bed you!” She slapped him across the face, and ran over to help me up, “I thought better of you, but what I learned in Cyrodiil and Skyrim was true.”

“Why would you believe those men?” The second agent asked, “They are brutes, we are the only refined race in all of Tamriel! Now, we would kindly ask you to leave. This is your only chance.”

I stood, and placed my hand on my sword, “Why don’t you ask your Chief Councilman what happened at the gates? I did as he asked, and now two of your agents are nothing but ashes. I am the Champion of Talos, you should know who you are dealing with.”

“Blasphemer!” Lorund shouted, “He claims that Talos is a god! Get out of our town, this is your final warning!”

“Then I guess it falls on deaf ears, then.” Rarity said, “We’re staying here.”

The crowd stood back as guards walked between the Thalmor and us. “You folk must leave, before blood is shed.”

“It’s been shed already.” I said, wiping my lip again. The guards then drew their swords, and I responded the same. Rainbow Dash and Applejack followed my lead, and Rarity prepared an electric spell.

The guards ran at us, and us them. I ran at one guard, and we locked swords. Sparks flew as our arms recoiled back. I attacked at his shoulder, but the Elf deflected the blow. The crowd by now had panicked, and began to run away. The Thalmor only stood and watched.

The Elven guard launched a counterattack, but I blocked it with my sword. Our swords locked together, and we struggled to gain dominance. Because the Elves were more proficient in magic, their physical strength was lacking, and I broke the lock, and cut him across his chest.

He cried out in pain, and attacked desperately as his blood seeped out of his light armor and hit the cobblestone streets. I blocked most of the attacks, and sidestepped the rest. Finally, he raised his sword over his head, and brought it down in a final attack,

His blade met mine, and I twirled my sword around his, and threw it to the side. He looked with shock as his only defense flew onto the street feet away. Before he could look at me, my sword was already through his stomach. Blood leaked out of his mouth, and his eyes closed.

I dragged my sword out of the carcass, and watched as Applejack. Rainbow Dash and Rarity finished off the other guards. When only the Thalmor remained, fear was in their eyes.

“You Equestrians are no different from the Imperials and Nords.” Lorund said, “You have no mercy, no sympathy, no decency!”

“Oh, I am certain we have all.” Rarity said, “But we know when a braggart and weasel needs to be put in his place.”

We stepped forward, and the Thalmor stepped back. “They’ll be looking for you!” The second Thalmor cried.

“Please, have mercy!” The third whimpered.

Twilight walked next to me, and nodded at me. I smirked in agreement as her horn began to glow. The other two Thalmor began to whimper, but Lorund stood his ground. “Do what you will.” Lorund said, “You are only proving me right.”

I sheathed my sword, and outstretched my hands, aiming them at the Thalmor. Twilight did the same, and, in unison, frost leapt from our hands, and hit the Thalmor. They cried out as ice began to accumulate around their feet, preventing their escape.

With the Thalmor immobilized, I walked forward, and looked them in the eye. Rarity walked up beside me, and handed me her dagger. I nodded in thanks, and smirked at Lorund.

“Any last words, Lorund?” I asked, “Or does your pride envelop you even at this point?”

“You Imperial bastard!” Lorund said, “The Aldmeri Dominion will stop at nothing to have your heads! Damn you all!”

After I had heard enough, I cut his neck open. The other Thalmor whimpered, and I killed another. I looked at the third, and admired the patheticness this Elf had in his demeanor. He was crying like a newborn, with tears running down his face, and mucus leaking from his nose.

“I will let you live,” I said, “But tell all who will listen of me. All shall be warned of my wrath. If they so much as insult me or my friends, they shall meet the same fate as your companions.”

“Yes, yes, I’ll do it!” The Elf sputtered, “Please don’t kill me!”

I shook my head, and used a kinetic push to break him free of his frosty prison. He stumbled as he tried to stand, and run out of the gates. I turned, and looked at my friends. Applejack and Rainbow Dash were panting, Rarity looked emotionless, Pinkie Pie looked like she was in another world, Spike was shocked, and Twilight stood there with her eyes wide.

“You were right.” Twilight said, “We can’t stay here.”

“Let’s get going then,” I said, looking around the market, “And take some food and water. We’ll need it.”

As we looted the market, I heard footsteps behind me. I turned, and drew my sword, and had it pointed in front of me, when I realized that I was pointing it a Hyaril’s chest. He stepped back, and cleared his throat.

“While I hoped this wouldn’t happen, I knew it was inevitable.” He sighed, “I trust you are leaving now?”

“Yes,” I said, “We were just on our way out.”

“Lorund deserved it.” Hyaril said, “Nobody liked his preaching about the Dominion and the evils of the Empire. Even his companions grew tired of it.”

“Well, no one will hear it again.” I said dismissively, “Now, we have to get going now.”

“Wait,” he said, “I have something that might help. Now, I have a cabin out in the countryside. A small village is around it, no Thalmor. I am sure that if they know I sent you, they will be welcoming.”

I raised my eyebrow, and said, “Are you sure there are no Thalmor?”

“No less than two dozen live there.” Hyaril said, “Why would the Thalmor waste resources sending agents to such a small settlement?”

“He’s got a point,” Twilight said, “We could stay.”

“Why though?” I asked, “We came to share knowledge, but by what he has said, we can’t share it with much.”

“I understand,” Hyaril said, “If you are intent on leaving, I shall not influence your decision.”

I looked over towards Twilight, who seemed relieved that we could stay here. I walked towards her, and decided to ask her for what she wanted.

"I still want to show the Elves our magic," she said, "And I want to know theirs. But, I don't know if we can stay here. The Thalmor will be looking for us."

I sighed, and looked into Twilight's eyes. "Look, if you want to stay here, why would we leave? We can stay, the Thalmor aren't a problem."

Twilight smiled, and wrapped her arms around me. "Thank you." She said.

"Hyaril, I think we'll take your offer. Where is this village?" I asked.

"A two day's walk from here." The Elf said, "I'll try my best to cover up here. Go, they're probably already looking for you."

I nodded, and turned around to look at my friends. Dash and Applejack looked annoyed that we would still be staying here, Rarity looked emotionless, Pinkie Pie was busy looking at the sweets in the market, and Fluttershy smiled shyly when she met my gaze.

“Alright then,” I asked, “We ready to go?”

“Wait!” Pinkie Pie shouted, “I need more of these sweet rolls! They taste just like cupcakes!”

“What are...” I asked.

“Don’t ask.” Rainbow Dash cut me off, “She’s off in another world half the time.”

When Pinkie had finished stuffing her pockets with sweet rolls, we left Graddun Spring, heading for the village. When we were leaving Graddun Spring, I noticed all the shutters were closed, and could tell all the locks were closed.

When we reached the gates, three Elven guards tried to apprehend us for the fiasco in the market. But, when we threatened to kill them, they cowered, and let us pass. We walked over a large hill that concealed us from the town, and that was when I suggested we ride Midrotheyvkaal again to hasten our arrival. Everyone, or everypony, I still don’t really get it, agreed wholeheartedly.

I called Midrotheyvkaal, and we were in the air in less than a minute. I asked Midrotheyvkaal what he thought about the Summerset Isles.

“It is warmer here,” he said, “Much better than Skyrim. Yes, I could stay here a long while.”

“That is good, friend.” I replied, “Because I think we are going to be here awhile.”

We flew on, and saw the cabin and village in the distance after half an hour of flying. We landed not too far from the village, and we walked the rest of the way. Despite what Hyaril said, Dash, Applejack and I kept our weapons close to us, still not trusting the Elves.

Twilight, meanwhile, was excited that she had a second chance to mingle with Elves. I could tell she was upset over what happened in Graddun Spring, but, to be honest, I wasn’t all that surprised. While many Elves seem to be peaceful, it was the Thalmor that raised concern over us, and they eventually were the cause of the slaughter.

We reached the village, and noticed there were no walls. Inside the village, there were about twenty houses, along with Hyaril’s rather large cabin. Little Elven children played with the dirt using rudimentary magic, while the mothers cleaned, and the fathers farmed or worked in the forge.

It wasn’t too long before a child noticed us. The women looked up, and gasped, while the men grabbed knives and readied spells. Applejack and Rainbow Dash drew their weapons, and Rarity readied a spell of her own. I, meanwhile, raised my hands, and tried to disarm the situation.

“We mean no harm!” I called, “We seek shelter from the Thalmor!”

“Why do you come here?” A male Elf asked, “I thought there were no foreigners in the Isles.”

“Times have changed,” I said.

“Who are those colored people?” Another man asked, “Are they Daedra?”

“No, we are Equestrian.” Twilight answered, “We are here to help. I only want to share my knowledge of magic with you, and learn some of yours.”

“And why should you stay here?” The first Elf asked, “When the Thalmor are looking for you?”

“Chief Councilman Hyaril said we would be safe here.” I said.

“He sent you here?” The Elf replied. “Figures. He never did like the Thalmor.”

“I believe they should stay here with us.”

The Elves turned around, and I saw an elderly Elf walk forward. He relied on a cane to walk, and he was hunched over. He had a beard that was white, and hung off of his chin. What little hair he had on his head was also white, but he had the brightest green eyes.

“Anaril, the Thalmor are looking for him. We cannot let them stay.” The first Elf said with respect.

“We’ve hid from the Thalmor for all these years,” the elder Elf, or Anaril, said, “I believe that they won’t look here for us.”

“Alright, but when the Thalmor burn down the village looking for them, it’ll be our blood on your hands.”

“Keep your tongue!” Anaril hissed. “You treat your elders with respect.” He looked at me, and asked, “You, Imperial, what is your name?”

“Oh,” I was caught off guard, “Pliton. My name is Pliton Calleius.”

“Pliton, eh?” Anaril said, “A nice name. And these are Equestrians? My friends in Alinor told me about your kind. You want to learn magic from us?”

“Yes,” Twilight responded, “Would you be able to?”

“Not one of these mer would know magic if it weren’t for me.” Anaril chuckled, “Come, I have room in my home. I only have a son, his name is Heceril. He’s a bit brash, so you must excuse him.”

Anaril turned around, and led us to his home. It wasn’t large, but not terribly small either. It had a few windows, and was made of wood. It was only one story, and had a chopping block for firewood in front of the doorstep. Anaril opened the door, and let us inside.

“Heceril, we have company!” He called. A door opened, and what looked like a younger version of Anaril walked into the main hall. He was tall, about a full head taller than me, and had long, flowing blonde hair. He had dull green eyes, and pale yellow skin that was synonymous with High Elves.

“Foreigners?” Heceril asked, “Father, why are they...?”

“Fugitives from the Thalmor.” Anaril responded curtly. “Do we have room for another seven?”

“Yes,” Heceril said, “We have the spare bedroom for them all. It would be a stretch though.”

“That’ll work, thank you.” Twilight said, “You must be Heceril, then.”

“Yes,” Heceril said, “I’m happy a female can actually recognize me.”

“Oh,” Twilight said, blushing a little as Heceril took her hand, and kissed the back of it. “I am Twilight Sparkle, of Equestria.”

“Equestria?” Heceril’s eyes went wide. “Father...”

“Yes,” Anaril said, “This Imperial has six Equestrians in his company.”

“And they’re all female.” Heceril said, “That is odd.”

“We live in a matriarchal society.” Twilight explained. “So, where is this spare bedroom?”

Heceril blinked, and shook his head. He opened a door, and showed us the spare room. It had two double beds, and two matching dressers. It also had a mirror, and a seperate washroom. It was modest, but it would fit all of us.

“We’ll just get settled, and then we can talk.” I said. Heceril nodded, and closed the door behind him, leaving us in the room. “Alright, seven of us, and four spots on the beds. I’ll sleep on the floor.”

We spent the next few minutes determining who would sleep in the beds and who would sleep on the floor. Twilight, Fluttershy, Pinkie Pie, Rarity, and Spike would sleep in the beds while Dash, Applejack and I slept on the floor. Spike only slept on a bed because he said he was small, so he could sleep with two ponies between him.

I sat on one of the beds, and sighed. So much had happened during the day, and I was numb from all the excitement. Twilight sat down next to me, and asked what was wrong.

“Nothing,” I said, “It’s just a lot happened today.”

“I agree.” Twilight said, “I guess we lucked out here.”

I nodded, and stood, “Well, I shouldn’t keep our hosts waiting.”

Twilight stood with me, and we left the room together. Anaril and Heceril turned when they heard the door close, and stood to greet us.

“So, you want to learn Tamrielic magic?” Anaril asked rhetorically, “I could teach you. Everyone should know magic, because sometimes a blade just can’t kill a Daedra.”

“You’ve had Daedra here as well?” I asked.

“It might not look like it,” Anaril said, “But the Dominion has had its hands full fighting off the Daedra. The Thalmor replaced any civilian guards, but they haven’t found us here. Hyaril was right in sending you here.”

Anaril coughed, and said, “We could start tomorrow. Now, Miss, Twilight, was it? Yes, I trust you can teach me Equestrian magic?”

“What I can.” Twilight said, “Some magic of ours isn’t teachable without the Unicorn’s horns.”

“And that would include?” Anaril asked.

“Teleportation, telepathy, and hypnosis.” Twilight said. “Anything else can be learned by an Elf like yourself.”

“Such a shame,” Anaril said, “I would’ve loved to be able to hypnotize. Oh well. And you, Calleius, what is it that you require?”

“Nothing much,” I replied, “It was Twilight that wanted to come here. I do not specialize in magic.”

“Then we have something in common.” Heceril said.

“An Elf that does not know magic?” I asked. “That is odd.”

“There is nothing better than cold steel in battle.” Heceril said, “I am quite proficient in archery and swordplay.”

“We could use a sparring partner.” I said, “Rainbow Dash and Applejack would appreciate that.”

“Who?” Heceril asked.

“Oh,” I said, “The orange and blue Equestrians. They are the warriors of our little group.”

“Then we are decided.” Anaril said, “It is getting late in the afternoon. I would imagine you could use the rest.”

Tell me what you think! Wow, it has been really long since I updated this story. I’ve been busy with schoolwork, and with my new novel. I promise that I will update more often, and I hope it will never take this long to update again. I also took some liberty in Applejack's backstory, I hope you all like it, or at least don't hate it. Next chapter: Anaril and Twilight begin teaching each other magic, and Pliton and the others adapt to life in the Summerset Isles. Will the Thalmor catch up to them? Find out in the next chapter of Mori Pro Imperio: The Story of Pliton Calleius!