Over a thousand years after the human race nearly killed itself and was saved by Princess Celestia, it runs a risk of doing so again. Not from any war, no nothing that simple, but from a problem so... well problematic... that even the Princesses have nothing they can do to help.

The human race has no friends.

It is now in the hands of the rulers grandson to be an ambassador of sorts to the only country that will not have him burned at the stake. Equestria.

The problem? He isn't a social sort. At all.