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=BiE 77=
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>Year 268 in Equestria.
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>You stomped your way through the embassy.
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>Why did she have you do this?
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>There had to be somep0ny better qualified for this.
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>Dammit Celestia, I'm a logician, not a diplomat.
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Are we really a logician?
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>It sounds better then "Royal problem solver".
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>"They in?" You asked the receptionist.
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>"Third door on the left, sir." She said.
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>Brilliant.
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>You walked down to the number room you were instructed.
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>You opened the door and spotted three Griffins sitting at the table inside.
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>"Gentlemen, how do?"
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>The lead Griffin grunts. "We have been waiting here for over an hour."
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>Idiot meeting planners.
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>"Yes, bit of a clerical mix-up. At least you had a good view."
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>You motion to the large window overlooking the valley underneath Canterlot.
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>If you squinted, you could see P0nyville in the distance, expanding after all these years.
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>You throw your file onto the table and flip it open.
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>"Now let's see what we're here for, huh?"
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>The Griffins glare at you as you peer over the file. The idea that a diplomat wouldn't come to a meeting fully prepared with the information about what he's there for was inconceivable to them.
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>Well screw the lot of them, you weren't planning on behind here.
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>"Increased troop deployment along the border? That won't do at all."
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>The Griffins feathers shift as you pull out a seat.
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>"Alright gents, let's chat."
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>Cut to FOUR DAMN HOURS LATER.
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>These Griffins were being right assholes about all this.
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>You asked nicely, they shot you down.
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>You offered to ease trade tariffs, they refused.
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>You told them you killed Discord and they laughed in your face.
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>The chair you were leaning in was balancing quite well as you leaned back on it in silent contemplation.
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>These Griffins were stone cold serious. Each of them was wearing solid armor across their chest, as well as a plumed helmet and a single gauntlet on their right talon.
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>Wait, single gauntlet?
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>"What's with the gloves?"
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>The Griffins snort. "You're asking about our apparel now?"
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>You nod. Not in the mood for questions.
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>They all three hold up their talons. "We are each a member of the Wind Raiders. The founder of our organization lost his talon in a raid by an anonymous chariot many years ago, and spoke of a creature he had never seen before doing it. Now, all Wind Raiders wear a gauntlet over their talon as testament to his sacrifice."
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>Griffin lost a talon.
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>Chariot attack.
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>Mystery attacker.
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>Well, this isn't weird at all...
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>One of the Griffins snorts. "This ape wastes our time. Better to simply leave then to spend the entire day asked about what we wear by Celestia's lapdog."
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>'Lapdog'?
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>Okay, that was it.
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>You lean forward and let the chair slam against the floor.
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>"Alright birdies, let's talk."
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>The lead Griffin speaks up. "I think we're don h-"
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>"When I said "let's talk" I meant "I'm talking". Besides, you're gonna want to hear this."
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>The Griffins sit back down, placated a bit.
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>"You Griffins are the masters of the sky, right? Surely you've had to deal with dragons every now and then."
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>The lead Griffin nods. "Of course."
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>"And surely you've heard of the oldest and angriest of them all, Grougaloragran, right?"
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>The Griffins exchange glances before they nod.
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>You reach into your file and pull a map of the Griffin kingdoms out.
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>"Well, here's the deal. We stole his egg. And we hid it in one of your cities."
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>The Griffins eyes go wide as you point to the map.
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>"Now, we have it hidden from his senses by a spell, but that spell can be turned off at pretty much any time."
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>You meet the Griffins eyes as you drop your voice down.
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>"If you walk out of here without promising to remove your troops from the border, or breathe a word of this to the High Jarl; that spells goes down, Grougaloragran senses his egg, and he burns half your kingdom to the ground to get it back."
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>You swear you could see sweat dripping through their feathers. "You have no honor." They said.
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>"I also don't have something a big pissed off dragon wants hidden underneath a couple hundred thousand of my citizens lives."
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>You rise from your seat and head for the door, leaving the Griffins to contemplate your words.
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>"Get your troops away from my border, or I just might lower the spell anyway."
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>You slammed the door behind you and walked down the corridor.
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>Ha. Idiots.
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>Griffins were too honorable and Klingon-esque to consider the fact that the diplomat they were speaking to might in fact be lying through his teeth about a threat too big to ignore, even if they had never heard of the dragon before.
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>They'd fly home and get the troops away from the border before spending a ridiculous amount of time trying to find an egg that didn't exist.
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>You stepped out into the sun and thought about what to do next.
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>Might as well give Celestia a report on the meeting and then...you don't know, spit off the wall or something.
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>You walked down the street towards the castle.
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>The years had been...decent to you.
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>You hit a rough patch for a long while after Lotus died, you admit that.
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>Anon had eventually helped you drag yourself out of it and do something with your long life.
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>You walked down the road and saw a light show from the Arcanium that would put Pink Floyd to shame.
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Speaking of Anon...
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>Anon had taken to the Grand Magisters position like white on rice after Twilight had died.
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>Even now the city was running more efficiently as he reworked the leylines.
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>Thought's of Twilight brought you down the path to the rest of the old gang...
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>Pinkie had been the first to go after Rainbow, all those years of partying finally catching up to her.
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>She had made you all promise to wear party hats to her funeral.
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>Fluttershy went after her, passing away quietly in her sleep.
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>Rarity had lived with Blueblood for a while before she became a household phrase in the world of fashion. You think you were wearing one of her coats...
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>Applejack had opened up her own orchard out west. The last time you had seen it, it had gone on past the horizon.
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>Twilight had been the last to go; as the Grand Magister of Canterlot, with a special gravesite in the royal gardens.
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>You looked down a familiar path in the park.
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>Well...maybe not the last one.
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>You decided to cut through the park on your way to the castle.
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>You came here often.
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>Sequestered just off the main path was a statue that you had commissioned.
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>But it wasn't a statue.
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>It was an antenna.
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>And it was sending a message.
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>Derpy and Dinky hadn't been at Rainbow's funeral.
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>They hadn't been around for years.
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>A little after Dinky graduated from school, the entire family had just vanished.
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>Dinky, Derpy and Mr. Hooves.
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>It didn't take an idiot to figure out what had happened, you probably should have just been glad he held off as long as he did.
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>You were rather choleric for a few weeks until you came up with the idea for this antenna.
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>It was off the main path, sitting in the middle of a small clearing with a straight line of sight into the sky.
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>Anon had helped you rig it up to broadcast a message into space every ten minutes.
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>Every ten minutes for the last 200 years.
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>Anon was the only one who knew why you did it. He had assured you that a couple of mana batteries would keep a short message broadcasting for millennia.
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>"Take care of them."
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>That was all you had the message say. A simple request of the one who had taken over protecting them now.
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>You popped the cover off the antenna base and ensure that everything was in working order.
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>Satisfied, you rose to your feet and looked into the sky.
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>"They better still be there, Time Lord."
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>You turned back and headed for the path.
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>You'd come back next week to check on it again.
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>You walk through the castle to Celestia's room.
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>The door opened before you reached it and a mountain of a stallion stepped out.
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>He made Big Mac look like a colt.
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Fucking hell...
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>You recognized him as one of the guards who patrolled the North wall at dusk.
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>"Soldier." You said as you passed.
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>"Sir."
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>You stepped into Celestia's Bastion of Horror's to find her sitting at a beauty desk in the corner.
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>You peer back at the stallion as the door closes.
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>"So, can you just unhinge your jaw or something? Or is there magic at play here?
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>"I'm willing to bet that magic is the reason you aren't gagging on the smell of musk right now, if that's what you're asking."
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>Celestia turns her head to you. "How did it go?"
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>"Despite being seriously out of my element, I was able to lie to the diplomats. They'll probably be pulling their troops out within a week."
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>Celestia eyes you. "You heard them say that, did you?"
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>"I inferred from their faces."
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>Celestia grunts and turns back to her mirror. "I hope you're prepared to stake Canterlot's security on that Mous."
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>"Nothing a little assassination of a High Jarl can't fix. We can use that crossbow I stole once."
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>Celestia pulls the comb through her hair. "Let's exhaust diplomacy first."
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Right...only a matter of time before the High Jarl is the one you catch walking out of here.
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>"Well, I've got a lot of nothing to do. Don't hurt yourself, Sunshine."
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>"Send in the next one~!" Celestia calls behind you.
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Gross...
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>You meet a stallion headed for Celestia's room on your way out.
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>"Here to see the princess?"
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>He silently nodded.
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>"Something came up, she's busy for the rest of the day."
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>The stallion looked disappointed and trotted away.
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Ha.
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>You were such a dick.
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