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The Elder Hooves I: Arrival of the Six

by kmdude344

Chapter 16: Grab your stuff were going to war!

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Grab your stuff were going to war!

        -Thalmor Palace foyer-

        Ink-Wing had just arrived at the palace. Still looking like a teenaged Argonian in an empire strictly meant only for elves he hid to practice an old spell he learned. It was but a mere appearance changing spell to change that of his coat and mane from relative green colors to a nice cream coat and a gold mane.

        Then he put a jacket over his pegasus shirt to hid his wings. The king had outlawed anypony other than High Elves and certified wood elves form entering the empire. Now all he needed was a fake horn, which was easy enough to make, all he needed was magic relay putty. Whenever magic was cast it would be directly sent through the putty instead of other magic outputs such as mouth or hooves.

        Finally it dawned on him, nopony can just waltz in the castle. No head need to add to his disquise. He searched the palace until finally finding a small servants door quietly he drank a small ten second invisibility potion,which was just enough time to get in, put on servants attire and go to find out where Rarity is.

        -Ink-Wing's room in White-Gold Tower-

        "Where could heave gone?" Pinkie frantically searched his room "There must be something to indicate where he went!"

        "Your majesty, maybe he recorded it in his journal?" Sparkling Star suggested "It is what I would have done."

        "Sparkling your a genius!" Pinkie rushed over to Ink-Wings bedside and searched all the night stand drawers "Ah here we are!"

        The two ponies huddled around the small red book "Hmmm, what a disorganized runt, not recording the date when written." Sparkling stated.

        "Sut up, I'm reading," pinkie responded "Ah here's the last entry, I hated this morning breakfast, blah blah blah, I'm going to Summerset to show my worth to the empress, blah blah blah... Wait... What?"

       -Thalmor Palace Servants quarters-

       "You!" A large Thalmor officer approached Ink-Wing "Whats your name?"

       "Uh..." Ink-Wing quickly had to think of a casual Thalmor name, something related to war "Golden... Dagger?"

       "Alright, go clean the dungeons. Careful, we got a Stormclaok held up in there, she might try to eat you." The guard commanded.

       Ink-Wing walked away thinking, they think we eat them? Retarded elves! He continued down the hall until he realized something very important. He had no clue where in oblivion the dungeon was.

       -Stormclaok palace spa-

       Sitting there in complete bliss. Having just had a full facial, hooficure and back massage. Yep, nothing more enjoyable in the whole Stormclaok empire, other than the heat of battle of coarse. The whole evening being topped with a soak in the jacuzzi.

       That was however all slightly embarrassing when the empress entered the room "We... Scaleblade?"

       "Um... Lets forget this ever happened." Scaleblade announced.

       "Agreed. Now, I will need you to join us in the throne room. Some... thing has come up." Pinkie stated "Oh, and change into a set of armor you like."

       -Thalmor Throneroom-

       BloodHoof was sitting upon his throne as he did when he wasn't, personally executing those he found fit. He was just getting ready to go to bed in fact. He finally got off his throne and started down the bedroom corridor when he ran into one of his servants who seemed to be lost.

       "What are you doing wandering the halls, servant?" BloodHoof asked.

       "Oh... Um, sorry your majesty I was just looking for the dungeon. I have been assigned to clean it and I never really bothered to find out where it was located before." Ink-Wing replied, if her were fooling the king his disguise must be great.

       "Oh the other hallway across the throne room is what your looking for my dear cleaner." BloodHoof explained "May I ask, what is your name?"

       "Golden-Dagger sir?"

       "Expect a raise in your next paycheck." With that the king was off.

       -Stormcloak Throneroom-

       "Pinkie? What's the problem? Why'd ya call us all here?" Applejack asked curiously.

       "Neloth I need your best healers and battle-mages. Scaleblade bring all your best soldiers, Money-Mouth we will need to cross the Thalmorian border through your province undetected," Pinkienwas hoofing out orders by the second "And applejack, why did I call you here? Because we're going to war!"

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