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Six figures sit atop three steeds in the midst of a raging blizzard. Each steed carries two riders. On the leading steed sits Dusty Trails, and the wizard, Arthur. To their left, Dusk Patrolman Misty ... View More
The Riders' Lament
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The Riders' Lament · Ryan Ike
Wizard With A Gun (Original Soundtrack)
℗ Galvanic Games under license to Laced Music Ltd t/a Laced Records
Released on: 2024-0
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After returning from his scouting mission with the wizard, Arthur, Dusty is taking some much needed rest. He, and a few others will be heading back out to the tower he and Arthur found tomorrow. For t... View More
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Lenore didn't seem to take much stock in just how little was in the room. As a matter of fact, she did seem rather thankful just to be near the open hearth for the time being, sitting on her haunches right beside it. It took her a moment to reply as she attempted to clock her host's voice.
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December 8, 2025
At this, Dusty pauses in the middle of ladling stew into one of the bowls. "Yah mean tah tell me, yah trudged through that Solairs forsaken blizzard? Whole of the darn San Palomino's been gettin' battered by it fer weeks now." Dusty finishes ladling the stew into the bowl, then places it in front of... View More
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December 8, 2025
"[Trudged,]"
She repeated, unfolding her large wings. The leading edges were covered with a thin layer of ice, which clung to her for a short time before clattering to the floor once introduced to the heat of the fireplace. Folding her now ice-free wings, she accepted the bowl with her talons. "[All... View More
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December 8, 2025
*Upon entering, Nitroxus would sigh in relief.* Oh dear Twilight that's feel better. *He would stretch in place, happy to be inside where it was warm.* Okay, I have a minor question. Why do you have a house out here?
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December 8, 2025
Miles upon miles of snow surround three figures amidst an endless blizzard. Sat in front of a campfire, Dusty strains his eyes to peer into the snow beyond their camp. He sits with his back to the fir... View More
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//Honestly, don't do much outside of the occasional story post with this guy anymore. I've already finished the story I had planned to tell with him, so he's just around for when I'm in a Wild West mood, and it's not Saturday. (I DM a Wild West themed DnD campaign)
(https://youtu.be/bIZIzdsOPxA?si=KmqGGZ5bUzmmMAPA)
Something has happened in the San Palomino desert. Snow blankets the sands in quantities never seen before. The town of Appaloosa has been suffocated into silence under a blanket of snow, and ice. What crops could survive the desert have long since died. Supplies begin to dwindle, and the town has begun to ration what's left. Worse yet, train tracks all across the desert have iced over so badly, trains cannot safely use them. Leaving caravans of wagons as the only way to re-supply the town. Even then, the journey is perilous. Some caravans return to Ponyville missing a few members. Others never return. Some never even make it to Appaloosa. Frequent blizzards change the landscape often, making navigation a difficult task. Families huddle in their wooden homes, hoping to keep warm, and avoid starvation.
A few preliminary tests from a wizard who got stuck in the town during a visit has brought dire results. Firstly, the wizard can decidedly state that the source of the snow is magical in nature. However, he cannot discern an exact source. Worse yet, the snow is filled with arcane energy that is harmful if ingested. Victims suffer from a disease that withers their body from the inside. At first, they will feel cold, and be unable to stay warm. Then, their skin will turn an icy blue. Afterwards, some report snow leaving from the mouths, and noses of victims. In the end, the victim's body withers away into snow. Adding to the frozen hellscape that has blanketed the San Palomino.
Dusty can't be sure exactly what time it is when he set out today. With the ever present, dark gray clouds overhead, it's difficult to tell the time without a properly set clock. Atop his mount, Dusty exits the town. The wizard rides behind him in the saddle. Both men wrapped in heavy winter coats, and headwear. Dusty's mount whines in protest of having to go out into the cold, but he re-assures her with a few soft pats on the coat surrounding her body. "C'mon girl. We gotta get tah tha bottom of this, 'fer people freeze tah death." She wickers in response, but continues forward.
From within the town, Dusk Patrolman Misty Steps watches as the Dawn Ranger, and Wizard disappear into the snow. He sends up a silent prayer to King Artemis that they return with any news. Or, that they simply return at all.
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Reverend Dawn's sermon finished over an hour ago. Then, the hillside on the edge of Appaloosa was full of townsfolk, there to mourn those buried on it. In front of 23 graves, Reverend Dawn celebrated ... View More
The sound of gunfire echoing from within Appaloosa has gone silent. Atop his mount, Dusty Trails enters the town to the scene of a brutal gunfight. Along the streets, and some of the buildings lay the sheriff, his deputies, and brave stallions of the town who stood in it's defense. Standing at the center of the town is the being responsible for such a massacre. A black dragon in a long, brown duster, with a wickedly large revolver on his hip, and a rugged stetson on his head. In one hand, he holds the last living deputy of the town aloft, digging a claw into the man's chest as he flails in a futile attempt to defend himself.
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"Lone Star!" The ranger calls in challenge. The dragon looks over his shoulder. Upon spotting the ranger, his maw curls into a wicked grin. With a quick motion of his wrist, a snap is heard, and the deputy goes limp. "I'mma callin' you out!" The ranger booms. His voice full of fury, and purpose. The Lone Star turns to face the Dawn Ranger. A towering abomination of malice, and cruelty against the last remaining light of Solaris' justice in the town. Against their better judgement, townsfolk who had been hiding peek their heads out to watch the confrontation. The Lone Star's eyes momentarily dart to the clock tower in the center of the town.
11:59.
Almost High Noon.
The Lone Star grins. Acid drips from his massive fangs to the sand below. He has never lost a duel. He's the quickest draw in all of the San Palomino. This foolish ranger has just signed his own death warrant.
Townsfolk wait in breathless anticipation. The fate of the town hangs in the balance. Some send up silent prayers to the monarchs to give the ranger strength. Others, prayers that their deaths at the claws of the Lone Star will be quick.
12:00.
Two gunshots ring out.
The Lone Star stands rigid. The barrel of his revolver slowly beginning to dip.
The Ranger's hat tumbles to the ground, a hole straight through the top of it. As it tumbles to the ground, the ranger slowly rises from a kneeling position.
A growl gargles in the Lone Star's throat as he tries to curse the ranger for ducking. The bullet lodged between his eyes making forming speech difficult. He barely manages to will the muscles in his fingers to tense, firing off another shot. It goes into the sand not far from Dusty's feet. The ranger responds by unloading the remaining 5 bullets in his revolver into the Lone Star. Then, he holsters the revolver, and draws his repeater, quickly approaching the dragon. The ranger empties the repeater into the Lone Star, and only then does the Lone Star fall. Yet, as the ranger approaches he notices that the Lone Star still lives. With a fury never seen from him before, Dusty reverses his grip on his repeater to use it as a club. He lifts it above his head, and with a furious roar, he brings the repeater down onto the Lone Star's head. The Lone Star gurgles an attempt to spray acid up at him. The ranger responds with another bash with his repeater.
Dusty screams curses, and insults at the Lone Star as he mercilessly brings his repeater down again, and again, and again. "He doesn't stop until two townsfolk forcibly pull him away. By then, the Lone Star's head is unrecognizable. Only then does the fury subside, and exhaustion take hold. With the help of the two townsfolk, Dusty is lowered onto the steps of one of the town's shops. He stares at the body of the Lone Star as his eyelids grow heavy, and his head begins to droop.
The last thing Dusty sees before sleep takes hold is a small group entering town from the direction of the Lone Star Manor, and Misty Steps hurrying towards him.
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