Blueblood Household : The Darkest Dungeon

Vladimir's stay in Ponyville went deilightfuly well and quite uneventful, as this little town proved to quite peaceful. At least... as peaceful as it can be for a little town standing right next to the dreadful and dangerous Everfree forest, while also being home to the 6 bearers of the elements of harmony. Since the arrival of princess Celestia's personal student and protege, the little town have experienced its fare share of important and terrible events, such as the return of Nightmare Moon or a revengeful, itinerant magician, possessing a powerful relique made by the nefarious tyrant of the north, who came with the goal of banish miss Sparkle and turn this town into her playground.

To his contentment, this made his arrival in Ponyville a less "big" event for the residents than in previous towns, where he had to temporarily settle down for the night. His imposing and luxurious carriage garnered him and his escort a few curious glances and widen eyes but nothing more. After an express trip to the town hall to have a meeting with the mayor, he got all the information he still lacked about Twilight Sparkle and the other bearers, his little sister Cadence having forgotten to give him descriptions of the mares. Once he had received assurance of food and beds for his escort, finding Miss Sparkle's household was colt's play because of its nature.

A library made from a tree ? What a peculiar household for Celestia's prized pupil. He had mused when finding himself in front of it.

It would only be the day after that he would finaly meet the other bearers, as Luna's celestial body was already dominating the skies when his carriage had reached the little town. He was first received by the mare's baby dragon that he had heard about, the poor fellow was frighten by him at first. He could not blame the young reptile, with his luxorious and expensive clothes and towering build forged from years in military school. All of this supporting a face everlasting severe and somber, with a gaze, dark, heavy, forever haunted by terrible discoveries. Most ponies would have gone mad long before they ever could rech the same point he was now at.

It took all the gentleness he could muster into his tired, deep voice to put young Spike at ease. Fortunatly, the mention of his little sister and annoncing his family connection with her was all it took, to overcome the fear and uncertainty clawing at his heart. This brought shortly after his long awaited meeting with the leader of the harmony bearers. While Miss Sparkle was undoubtedly delighted to finally get to know her new half-brother, Blueblood was in a delicate balance between unease and hope. He already knows what his expedition in the other side of that hellish gate will unleash, all signs are already there and he as gone too far now to go back.

He could already feel how this young, carefree yet steadful and brilliant mare, would be the leading factor in fighting against the unfathomable horrors he's about to unleash onto this world. But what they have faced until now, pales in comparision to the coming consequences of his sins. The horrors beyond this otherworldly doorway will not be the only dangers that await them, for he has delve into dark and unnatural arts so vile, that even fiends the likes of Sombra and Grogar would be horrified. As for himself ? He was unredeemable, unsavable, while the voices where silent now because of distance he was marked beyond liberation, tainted beyond salvation.

When the time for bed had come, Miss Twilight brought him to the guest room she had gracefuly prvoided to him. She even apologies for not giving me a bedroom of royal standards ! Reassuring her that it would not be problematic for him, as his few years back in miltary school made me sleep in far worse than that, he watched her depart with immense guilt building in his guts, tearring them apart as his worst sins still linguering at the back of his mind. As he stepped in his bed whith hope of a restful night, a thought came to him.

Her genius and kindness are indeniable there is no doubt in that regard. Cadence told me that Miss Sparkle was incredibly insightful and perceptive... is she at risk of discovering the sea of putrid darkness now filling my being and my soul ? *sight* My she not, for the good of us all...

Tomorrow morning come far sooner than Vladimir would have liked to. Though the breakfast with Miss Twilight and young Spike, who I now know was hatched by the latest and serves as her assistant. They even seemed to share some kind of Son Mother bound, even though they apparently do not realize it fully themselves. Dear aunt Celestia did not lie in her letters, her student is indeed full of surprises. A few hours later, Miss Twilight, her assistant and myself with two gards of my escort whent to the train station to meet up the rest of the element bearers and imbarc on the express for the capitol.

The team of six mares forming the harmonial bearers was... eteroclit, to say the least. A pegasus harboring a rainbow mane and a preposterous ego, another shy and cowardly one with undeveloped wings and an obsessive love for animals, (may she never now or meet my failed experiments in the Warrens) a righteous earth pony farmer with unpredecendent disdain for lies, an oblivious and overactive party maker with complete disregard for danger, and finally a delusional seamstress parading as nobility.

Their reaction to my presence and who I was were mostly good, mostly curious and full of question which was expected, as his duties and work kept him far away for years now. Long discussion were made between him and them, exchanging many informations with out revealing too much nad allowing them to pass the time of travel in a pleasant way. Well... mostly in a pleasant way, the obnoxious way of the rainbow pegasus to take the retelling of all his achievements as a challenge and the seamstress fawning all over him got infuriating very quickly.

Thankfully, he was skillful in dealing with those two kinds of ponies without becoming an "asshole". They were making most of nobility after all, and while Blueblood was not pretencious or full of himself like the most of them, royal etiquette was still deeply ingraved in his mind and body, making him always act as such even when really didn't want to. *sight* He really is not looking forword to the galla.