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A few days after the meteor shower, the mysterious shards have been gathered up by the guards, rebels, and another mysterious faction. However, what to do with them next remains a mystery, as all known texts on their purpose are hopelessly vague. If such a text exists, we don't know where to find it.

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Six years ago, an unimaginable horror known as Tirek came to Equestria. His power was nigh impossible, requiring the Elements, the Lovers and the Alicorns all to pour their very souls into holding him. In their absence, Prince Blueblood took the crown. But, Blueblood's reign is simply a mask for the Guard's dictatorship, while rebels cling to the idea of a free republic and strange cults tout the value of freedom from any governance. With all this, why would anypony spare a thought for the comet that filled the night sky for weeks before falling?

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Mar 30 2013, 12:30 PM
Jane Flamenco (née Mundane), aka 'Blondebeard', aka 'The Mrs.'
Adult
Mare
Unicorn
Pirate (Neutral)
Privateer for Hire

Physical Status

Coat:

<Dappled gray>


Mane:

<Blonde, long, and wavy>


Tail:

<Same as mane>


Eyes:

<Green, one covered by an eyepatch. She wears the eyepatch just for the hell of it; there actually is an eye under it.>


Cutie Mark:

<A skull and crossbones>


Other:

<Wears a regimental coat and a tricorne hat, along with boots on her hooves.>

Psychological Evaluation
Likes:

<Plundering>
<Booty>
<Rum>
<Sailing>
<Balthasar>


Dislikes:

<Storms>
<Shipwrecks>
<Getting arrested>
<Small children>
<Balthasar>


Dreams:

<To go down in history as one of the most legendary pirates>
<To steal the most valuable spice in the world from Balthasar once he finds it>
<...To finally retire from piracy and have foals with Balthasar someday?>


Fears:

<Getting captured by the Guard and thrown in the dungeon to rot>
<Balthasar losing interest in her (He won't)>


General Remarks:

<Has a small galley, similar to Balthasar's, known as the Whelp-Kicker >

Permanent Records
Childhood:

<The daughter of Lord and Lady Mundane of Trottingham, Jane was exposed to court life at a young age. However, she wasn't a big fan of fanciness, and instead hung around more with her merchant grandfather, a member of Balthasar's stepfather's crew. She met Balthasar as a young filly, and the two of them played together as kids. When her grandpa retired and went back home, she and Balthasar made a promise that they would get married. >


Adolescence:

<This was when Jane got into a bit of minor piracy, as in maybe stealing something once in a great while, and by then, had earned her cutie mark. She was not very well-known at this time, and she took a break from pirating for a while when she just so happened to run into her old childhood friend Balthasar! The two of them dated for around two years before finally getting married.>


Adulthood:

<The day after her marriage to Balthasar, Jane ran off and resumed her piracy. Her first target? A large shipment of spices Balthasar was transporting over to Manehattan. She became more and more famous as a pirate as the years passed, and she's kind of the reason why Balthasar's so scared of pirates. Despite the couple having very conflicting jobs and sometimes being unable to see each other for weeks at a time, they remain rather shockingly close. They still find time for one another, even though his job as a merchant and her job as a pirate leave the both of their schedules packed.>


Retirement:

<Hasn't happened yet.>


Dec 31 2012, 02:07 PM
Prince (Now King) Blueblood
Adult
Male
Unicorn
Traditionalist
King of Equestria

Physical Status


Credit goes to the artist of this picture.
Coat:

<A pure, dazzling milky white.>


Mane:

<A beautiful gold, such as that of my crown.>


Tail:

<This is a waste of the King's time. It is the same as my mane.>


Eyes:

<Brilliant pools of sky blue.>


Cutie Mark:

<An eight-pointed star. It is a symbol of how truly noble and kingly I am.>


Other:

<Information>

Psychological Evaluation
Likes:

<Gourmet chocolates from Prance. The King's palette will not be contaminated with the food of commoners.>
<Looking upon my perfect image in the mirror.>
<Sitting on my divan while my servants do my work. I do not wish to get my perfect, kingly hooves dirty.>
<The smell of a rose.>


Dislikes:

<I loathe the common folk, their rustic accents, and their hideous slop they call food.>
<I hate needy ponies. "Blueblood, would you please help me with such and such?" I'm a King, not a blasted miracle worker.>
<Sometimes the guards just won't do what I tell them to. They should know that the King knows best.>
<I heard that there's rebels or something? The common rabble should just stay home and tend to their farms or be housewives instead of trying to get into politics!>


Dreams:

<To be the best king Equestria ever had. Ahahaha! Looks like I've already achieved that goal! I'm Blueblood!>
<To open up my own theme park where ponies can gaze upon my perfection.>


Fears:

<Commoners touching and soiling my precious robes or my beautiful white coat! Or what if they make my mane all greasy and unkempt?>
<Losing my crown! Nopony is fit to wear it unless they are Blueblood!>
<Large dogs. What if they jump on me and get their muddy paws on me?>
<Common carnival fare!>


General Remarks:

<I'm fabulous, you're not. What else is there to say? >

Permanent Records
Childhood:

<I was born to a noble couple in Canterlot's court. I have lived there since birth, and I do not plan on ever leaving the place unless I absolutely have to. I got my cutie mark when I was just a colt! I got it when I most politely and respectfully expected Princess Celestia to hold a door open for me. She did. I learned that my special talent just had to be being a royal! >


Adolescence:

<I sat on my divan and began having ponies do my common work for me. Why should a noble ever have to do something when there's servants who will do it without question? I also met that foul Rarity at the Grand Galloping Gala. Needy bitch expected me to be her 'Prince Charming' or some fairytale nonsense like that. >


Adulthood:

<Now, after my beloved aunties were killed protecting the world from Tirek, I am the king! General Sky Skimmer is the best advisor a king could ask for! While I get to relax, he kindly and generously does the hard work that a stallion as perfect as I should avoid doing. Don't want to lose any perfection.>


Retirement:

<A king's retirement is upon is deathbed.>


Dec 5 2012, 03:25 PM
A small black carriage rode across the desert, pulled by several guards. These guards did not wear the armor of the run-of the mill guards; they dressed a little more like this.

Balthasar sat within the carriage, bored out of his mind. All he had seen today was sand and a few interesting rock formations, but that was about it. This was the middle of nowhere. Absolutely nopony lived here...

...At least that's what Balthasar thought. Through the window of the carriage, Balthasar could see a farm. A farm? In the desert? Maybe it was a mirage. But he couldn't be sure. Suddenly, one of the wheels of the carriage broke as it fell into a pothole on the trail.

Balthasar opened up the carriage and stepped out. The farm was, in fact, real. It didn't disappear when he walked closer to it. Balthasar smiled, as he knew how lucky he was to have broken his carriage right in front of an actual pony's house. and approached the barn door, which he knocked on. He needed help with his carriage, and hopefully the farmer would be able to fix it. He hoped the pony who lived here wasn't hostile; if the owner of this house was a rebel, he'd be ruined.
Nov 9 2012, 06:45 PM
Balthasar's ship laid down its anchors at the port city of Manehattan, as he would be hanging around here for a couple of days. There was always so much to see here, and there were always new things he noticed every time he came to Manehattan. A new tavern to frequent, some cool old guy on the streets who told fantastic stories, maybe even something small, like a tiny gold bit somepony dropped on the ground.

But Manehattan, despite being such an interesting city, was also incredibly dangerous. The place was just crawling with thieves, cheats, possibly rebels, and other ponies who very well could have wished to do him harm. Balthasar was always on guard when he came to Manehattan.

He adjusted his collar and walked down the busy streets. Who knew what he would find here? So long as he could find himself a glass of wine and a few ponies to annoy, gamble with, tell stories, or sing songs to, he would be having an excellent time in the city.
Nov 4 2012, 07:50 PM
Balthasar Juan Carlos Flamenco de los Puertos de Marelaga (the Seafarer)
Adult
Male
Earth Pony
Alliance (if any): Neutral, but is known to associate himself with the guards
Occupation: Trader

Physical Status

Coat:

<An olive-toned tan>


Mane:

<Dark brown, almost black>


Tail:

<Same as mane>


Eyes:

<Chocolate brown>


Cutie Mark:

<A bottle of wine with a mound of spice next to it.>


Other:

<He wears a doublet, cape, and breeches. He also has a short beard due to a lack of shaving.>

Psychological Evaluation
Likes:


<Wine>
<Gambling>
<Trading>
< A good story>


Dislikes:


<Being imprisoned>
<hangovers>
<getting lost>
<shipwrecks and storms>


Dreams:


<He had a dream once that he had found the most valuable spice in the world. One of his goals in life is to get his hooves on some and sell it.>
<He also dreams to own his own fleet of ships someday.>


Fears:


<Pirates (they always want to take his booty)>
<Losing his ship and crew>
<Getting executed (Dying in battle is just fine, though!)>


General Remarks:

<Is known to party hard with the guards. He feels that they need to let their manes down a little and have some fun.>

Permanent Records
Childhood:


<Born to an unwed mother in southern Castaille>
<Spent a lot of his childhood hanging around his family's farm, and his mother's coltfriend (who later became his stepfather) told him stories of far-off lands and strange peoples. Intrigued by the stories, Balthasar vowed he would go to the lands the stories told about.>


Adolescence:


<Moves out on his own, tries to find a way to obtain a ship.>
<Balthasar finds an old, broken ship left on the beach and fixes it, obtaining his cutie mark. He then realizes that his destiny is to become a merchant.>
<He makes a very difficult journey to Zebrica, but becomes fascinated with its culture. He also acquires a lot of exotic spices, foods, and other valuable items to bring back with him to Equestria.>


Adulthood:


<Balthasar has spent much of his adulthood travelling the world, but he has never forgotten where he came from. He has been hanging around Equestria, lately, as they are big consumers of the products he trades.>
<A rather traumatizing experience in Cervidas almost got him married to a llama. He doesn't like to be reminded of that.>
<Balthasar tends to lurk wherever the wine flows and the wenches are saucy.


Retirement:

<Balthasar hasn't retired yet, but hopes to retire as a wealthy stallion.>


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