“Witcher. I’ve been eager for your arrival.” A deep, silky voice spoke, the voice coming from a stallion that was tall and lean, with facial hair and an armoured body. The commander, and on either side of him stood two guards, both still and completely motionless like they were caught in Medusa’s gaze, but ready with their weapons at their side, prepared to defend their superior at the drop of the dime. Entering the room was Loki, being escorted by two guards on either side of them. The ...

There was a heavy, wet ‘slap’ as the head of the werewolf connected with the muddy ground, which was slippery and moist due to the recent rainfall that had been falling over the village. All around ponies stood, slack jawed and eyes wide as they stared down at the severed beasts head and the little stump of neck that hung from it, which was drained of and dried completely of blood. Then, their gaze shifted upwards towards the witcher, brave and bold, who slaughtered this vile creature. Not a wor...

At long last, the years of rigorous, downright abusive training was over. While most children were busy studying math and sciences, Loki was undergoing the Trial of Grasses. The trial where where he was subjected to powerful alchemical ingredients, so deadly and harmful to the body that a mere three of ten boys who underwent them survived. Such low survival rates, at what cost? Those who passed the Trial gained lightning fast reflexes, enhanced speed, strength and had their senses dialled to ele...