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The Elder Hooves I: Arrival of the Six

by kmdude344

Chapter 19: Stormcloaks V.S Thalmor

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Stormcloaks V.S Thalmor

        -Halfway to Summerset isles-

        Pinkie entered the room which Scaleblade was occupying. He had been making an awful lot of noise. Most of the racket was thu'um. He was probably practicing for the battle. He seemed to be practicing on a toad.

        "What are you doing governor general?" Pinkie asked, not noticing any changes when he shouted at the amphibian "It looks as if your shout had no affect."

        "Ah but you are wrong my empress, you see I had an Argonian tree toad, but now he has thicker skin to keep warmer in the cold and small suction cups on his feet, the exact characteristics of the Windhelm building frog! It's a change race shout."

        "Oh? What inspired you to create one such shout?" Pinkie was intrigued, she considered learning the thu'um even. Having a Dragonborn teacher would be excellent for such.

        "The Racism of Windhelm. Even after banning racism there is still prejudice towards few non-nords thought out Skyrim, in Markarth it's the Bretons, in Windhelm it's well, everyone else. I aim to change that with this shout," Scaleblade explained "I hope my research isn't boring you!"

        "Not at all. I'd actually like to take up classes to learn the thu'um," Pinkie stated "Well I better get on deck, well be entering the city any moment now."

        -Dwemmer artifact room-

        Ink-Wing had actually found a small Dwemmer lock box within the sanctum of the machine. H had planned on selling it, not without copying it first however. He had lent Rarity his sword so she was fit to guard for him.

        He spent ours taking down notes and studying the Dwemmer artifact. Nopony really had a name for it other than that. He guessed that if it doesn't already have a name, he might as well name it "The Dwemmer..." of course not all ponies are very creative "...the... Dwemmer... Well lets anylize what we know. It's, obviously, Dwemmer. It summons portals to any plane of oblivion one such pony may desire and its powered by an Octeferium core... Octeferium... ferium... Aha! The Dwemmer Deadraferium! That sounds like a cool name!"

        However during his self conversation, he didnt notice the lime green spot forming on his hoof. His magic feeding the disguise was running out. It still took a little longer before the young stallion noticed this.

        "And... Uh oh," he saw that his hooves were completely returned to there regualr tint and what was left of his elven disguise was the color of his head, mane and his outfit. Even then the color was sure not to last. He rushed up the stairs to warn Rarity that her out fit was to fade as well.

        -Thalmor Palace West Wing-

        So little lady, you think you can spy on my court? Your little charade is over Stormcloack spy!" King BloodHoof decapitated the pony he knew to be the Stormcloak spy. Then a greenish stallion came from the door the dead mare was guarding.

        "Sup Kitchen Knife, what's for dinner?" The King asked his cook.

        "Everything burrito my good lord," 'twas the king favortie meal "Whats with her?"

        "Nuthin, just a Stormcloak spy I exterminated!" The king puffed out his chest and felt proud of himself.

        -Thalmor Palace East Wing-

        Ink-Wing rushed out of the room holding the Dwemmer Deadraferium, not bearing his disguise at all. In fact he had torn off his elven shirt and magic puddly and now dawned just his saddle bags.

        "Rarity! My disguise magic is running out! Yours won't last much longer either!" He warned his friend.

        "Oh thank you for notifying my darling! Don't want to be changing back to normal in front of the King!" Rarity replied.

        -Thalmor Capitol Docks-

        Pinkies ship had just docked in the Thalmor port with the other seven not to far behind, by now everypony on her ship was armed and ready for their jobs. She liked Tamrielic armies as a posed to Equestrian ones. Battles were much easier to plan out compared to the extremly complex plans of the royal Canterlot guards.

       They had parked as to look like the ship was abandoned, the majority of soldiers were under deck, only ten or so had stayed on deck and they all were hidden extremly well. A Thalmor officer had gotten on ship to inspect why it looked empty.

       But as he walked he was caught in a spark rune, shocking the stallion. As that happened all the hidden soldiers jumped at him. Swords aimed right at the poor guy. Only a second had passed and he had about three swords through the chest and two thought the head.

       They then ran off the boat into the city as the seven other ships docked. Neloth, Scaleblade and the mane six, except for Rarity, ran into the battle... Well Fluttershy ran off to hide but that was expected. Pinkie watched her left and right. Everywhere she looked she saw Thalmor being stabbed, gutted, decapitated, sliced in half or even the rare shot by an arrow. In fact a few looked as if they were porcupines they were shot so much!

       Pinkie wasnt killing many because she had one specific target in mind. Well it was going to be her only target, however a Thalmor wizard shot an ice spike straight for Pinkies head. Luckily she jumped and her armor deflected it. She then lunged at the wizard decapitating his head. By now she had obviously grown custom to the kill or be killed way of life that is Nirn.

      -Dwemmer Deadraferium room-

      Rarity and Ink-Wing looked out the door window. The two had been bored for a while. It had been a couple hours since Ink-Wing decided he was done taking notes this done with being an 'egghead'. They started watching because they noticed a questionably large amount of guards running up and down the hallway in front of the door.

      Finally an officer ran by "GO GO GO!!! WE NEED TO FEND OF THE ATTACKERS BEFORE THEY REACH THE CASTLE!!!"

      "Attack?" Rarity whispered "You don't think..."

      "Oh I do think, Pinkie is an amazing empress and values the lives of her subject over anything else in Nirn. If she wanted to rescue us she'd find a way to do it and take down whoever held us captive," Ink-Wing rellied "That my not sound at all like the pinkie you know but let me remind you she had changed tremendously when being taught politics and how to be... well exactly what she is now."

      However neither noticed how loud Ink-Wing was talking, nor how many Thalmor it caught the attention of.

      -Outside the Thalmor Palace-

      Wave after wave the Stormcloak soldiers just kept on plowing through anything that came through the door of the palace. Neloth was having a ten to one battle with ten Thalmor battle mages. Of course the well experience Dunmer was winning.

      Scaleblade was using a combination of.. well everything! Conjuration, Desctruction, Restoration for his injured comrades. As well as Archery, Two and one handed weapons, duel wielding sometimes, other times not and very now and then he'd grab his shild from his back. Yep he was quite the war machine. The again most nords were bred for battle.

      Twilight was using a more equestrian approach as magically levitating weapons instead of either using war magic, or holding weapons. She was doing a pretty good job herself! Se was weilding a sword,  a coule of shields and a crossbow Scalebalde lent her.

      Then Applejack, well she simply bucked them in the face.

      But then the waves stopped, the Thalmor were ever not sending out anymore soldiers or they were depleted of them. Boy did the thought of the last one please Pinkie. She got up and started a speech.

      "Ladies and Gentlecolts! You have servers your empire well! You have served for your families, for your friends, for the lives he have back home and for our fallen comrades today. But it is not over! In that palace is the Thalmorian Emporer, King BloodHoof! Now most of you can be on your way and wait at the ships as you've earned a rest,"Pinkie commanded her army "However me and my selected team must attend to the king. For the empire!"

      The nearly 20,000 soldiers replied with "FOR THE EMPIRE!"

      Pinkie then headed for the grand palace which trapped the Emporer "Alright, we have a date with destiny!"

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