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- The streets of Canterlot were buzzing with people, the markets packed, the square full of entertainers.
- “I know it should be around here somewhere…” A youthful pinked haired girl said.
- Her hair was full and curly, down along her back as she looked at the bustling crowds pushing through the streets. She was wearing what could best be described as chaps and a tight almost corset like top, both of which shoed off and hugged her fleshy curves.
- “Excuse me do you know where Sugar Cube Corner is?” Pinkie asked a woman on the street.
- “Why yes right over there.” The silent cloaked woman pointed.
- “Ah there it is, thanks!” she smiled spotting a tavern tucked away in a back alley, the sign reading Sugar Cube Corner “It’s not in a corner, the name’s like a total lie!”
- Pinkie entered the tavern but saw no other patrons.
- “I thought Miss Cake said this was where they opened up?” she hummed.
- “OHHH!”
- Looking around the other side of the bar Pinkie saw two short, stout looking humanoids making love. Both barely came up to the underside of Pinkie’s breasts and since she was by no means tall that proved for sure that they were Halflings, a species known for being short and stocky, usually barely four and a half feet tall, but also having curves like humans that looked even larger on their small frames.
- Pinkie knew these two Halflings though, they were the Cakes, when she was young, they had lived near her home and taught her a lot about their culture and traditions until they moved to the Capital a few years ago. They kept in touch via letters and recently encouraged Pinkie to get out into the world and come see them in the capital.
- “Huh Pinkie?!” the female halfling gasped.
- “Having fun?” the girt giggled.
- “Sorry we were just…work’s slow.” The woman, Cup Cake, blushed a bit.
- “I wasn’t trying to intrude.” Pinkie hugged her as she put just an apron on over her small body.
- “You’re not intruding sweetie we just figured you wouldn’t be here till tomorrow.” She said as Pinkie sat down.
- “So, why’s it so slow?” the musician asked.
- “Well the location obviously isn’t the best.” The halfling said getting Pinkie a class “And most of the bigger taverns have adventuring guilds affiliated with them that bring in work. We offer jobs but since we’re still so new no one famous is coming here looking for low level work like what we offer.”
- “Sounds like you need to advertise better.” Pinkie said.
- “I’m sure people will be in soon; we get occasional customers who are new in the city and just looking for a place to have a drink.”
- Just then the door opened and in walked an elegant looking elfish woman, though her white robes were elegant her face had a rather angry look on it.
- “Who do those savages think they are saying I’m not welcome in their establishment.” She huffed “I may not have the gold they all have but I have the look.”
- “Hi there!” Pinkie smiled “I’m Pinkie Pie.”
- “Hmm, oh you’re speaking to me?” the woman asked “I suppose I should introduce myself.”
- She bowed, her large chest shifting as she did so.
- “I am a holy cleric in service of the Crystal Conclave.” She said “My name is Rarity and I hold up the name of both my goddess and the elegance of the elves.”
- “You’re an elf?” Pinkie asked.
- “Well…half-elf.” She pouted “And apparently in certain places that means you’re not welcome inside their high-class Elven establishments.”
- “Well you’re welcome here.” Pinkie said “This is my friends bar and they were actually looking for more customers and you just walked in the door weird huh?”
- “Yes, how strange, this place was recommended to me by someone on the street.” Rarity hummed silently.
- “I hope more people show up.” Pinkie said “I’m new in town so I’d love to make more friends.”
- Once more the door opened and a new patron came in, this one was blue with horns and a demonic tail, her upper body was wrapped in bandages and her lower body was wearing a sort of loincloth.
- “This place seems good enough, that beggar I helped out sure knows her holes in the wall.” She walked up to the bar “Hey hot stuff can I get a cider?”
- “Sure thing.” Miss Cake said turning around to get a mug and bottle.
- The girl grabbed her mug and took a drink before going over to Pinkie and Rarity.
- “Hello ladies you look like you’re in need of some company.” She said.
- “We’re really not.” Rarity sighed.
- “Sure, we’re looking for more people to talk with!” Pinkie smiled gesturing for her to have a seat.
- “That’s the spirit.” The muscular Tiefling sat down with them “My name’s Rainbow Dash. I’m a Monk on a walkabout to trying to right injustices in the world.”
- “Wow sounds awesome!” Pinkie clapped.
- “Should a Monk like you really be drinking?” Rarity asked.
- “I can indulge.” The demonic girl said taking a sip.
- “How’d you end up here?” Pinkie asked.
- “Well I helped out some beggar who was getting hassled by punks and after I whopped their asses, she said this was a good place to meet other people looking to help folks out and get some work.” Dash shrugged “But maybe she was just trying to get me to go away?”
- This time when they turned and heard the door open, they were stunned to see a tall woman brimming with muscle come in.
- “Be careful it’s a half-orc.” Rarity said looking at the large woman with tusks.
- “Wow she’s so cool!” Pinkie awed at the woman in torn clothing who towered over here “HI!”
- “Hmm, well hey there.” She nodded “Quiet place here, I like that.”
- “What’s someone like you doing around here, looking for work as a bodyguard?” Dash asked as the woman sat with them.
- “Not really.” She said “I’m here trying to find work sure, but I’m not just some dumb orc. I wanna do big adventuring work you know, make the Apple Family name mean something, show people Half-Orcs aren’t just savage dimwits good only for fighting and fucking.”
- The others all shared their names and the orcish woman said she was Applejack. Rarity was still a little apprehensive around the larger woman but she tried to keep her somewhat judgmental looks in check.
- The door opened once again and an incredibly tall woman walked in, her long pink hair flowing over her back, her body covered in nothing but leaves and vines and even then, did little to disguise her womanly curves that would put most to shame.
- “Phew.” Dash whispered a bit “Whoa baby she’s smoking.”
- “Hmm.” The large woman blushed seeing the four staring at her before pausing “Dashy?!”
- The girl bounded over in a hurried rush, bouncing about wildly as she stopped before her.
- “It’s me, Fluttershy.” She smiled.
- “SHY?!” the Tiefling spit out her cider a bit as she looked up at the girl whose breasts, she barely came up to “Damn you got big!”
- “Yeah there’s a lot to talk about.” Fluttershy blushed “What are you doing here?”
- The two old friends caught up a bit, Shy explaining that she had come to the city to help a couple who was having trouble conceiving and ended up being shown the way here.
- “Seems like a lot of us strangely ended up at this bar after meeting a woman on the street.” Rarity hummed “That’s suspicious to me.”
- “Yeah, that lady sure is strange now that I think about it.” Applejack grunted “Felt like she really wanted me to come to this place.”
- “Maybe it’s destiny!” Pinkie Pie wondered.
- “There’s no such thing.” A voice said.
- Walking in was a woman nearly as tall as Fluttershy, with light skin but an aura of magic given off by her.
- She lifted her wide brimmed hat a bit and looked over at them all.
- “Hi my name is Twilight Sparkle.” She said “I was also told to come to this place, but not by some beggar on the street but my teacher, Queen Celestia.”
- “The Queen?” the others gasped.
- “Yes.” Twilight sighed “She told me I should get out of the castle and make some friends or help out in the world and I have a feeling she was trying to give me a bit of a kick in the butt by conveniently making an adventuring party come together.”
- “So, what you’re like asking us to help or something?” Dash sighed.
- “I overheard some of your conversations and it makes sense, parties adventuring together is common.” Twilight said “And you all have goals that will be difficult to do alone, improving the social standing of orcs or meriting out justice, these can be more easily accomplished in a group, especially when one member has links back to the castle. Besides it’s not like we have to make this a permanent thing, I’m sure if we just do a job or two and act nice Lady Celestia will see how great a student I am and take me back with no fuss.”
- “So, you want us to help you cheat on your homework?” Applejack laughed “I don’t think you get that fancy lady’s mission at all.”
- “Well if it involved kicking butt sign me up.” Dash hopped up “Wanna come with Shy?”
- “Umm well I’m not really a fighter but sure I’ll try and help.”
- “If this links back to Celestia I suppose I should help to.” Rarity sighed “Her lineage is linked to the leader of the Conclave.”
- “Oh, I wanna come too!” Pinkie cheered “I can do all sorts of cool neat halfling magic!”
- “Are you sure you don’t want to tag along half-orc?” Twilight asked AJ.
- “Well now that y’all agreed I’ll look like a gosh darn stick in the mud if I don’t.” she stood up “But what are we even supposed to be doing.”
- “If you’re looking for work, we have a quest board.” Miss cake waddled over “Maybe this can be a good starting point, there are some bandits bothering traders on the local roads, it’s not big enough for the army to bother dealing with but a rookie party like all of you would be perfect for helping out the common folk like this.”
- “Sounds simple enough and we’ll be back by sundown.” Twilight smiled taking the sheet “Leave it to us.”
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- AN
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