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>Before you can move any further, you are tackled to the ground.
>You hit the floor hard, and a stitch pops.
>As you lay there, you can feel something sharp pressed into your chest.
>The only thing you take much notice of, however, is two bright glowing eyes.
>The attacker speaks, with a strangely sultry and velvety voice.
>"I want your name and a reason not to turn you into a rug."
>You have to play this carefully, no stupid remarks.
"My name is Anon, and I was sent to reclaim the Golden Talisman. Also, I wouldn't make a very good rug. No fur."
>You are an idiot.
>The weight on your chest lifts off you, and now the eyes are floating just above you.
>"You can stop with the nervous jokes there big guy. I guess that you are the one who is to help me then. I was expecting more."
>The eyes float up to the ceiling, where a lamp is suddenly lit.
>The room is bathed in warm, low light.
>The interior is not what you expected.
>It is beautifully decorated, with exquisitely made furnishings that are full of bright color.
>Delicate bedding with intricate designs, magnificent upholstery on the furniture that repeats the same design.
>Masterfully crafted chairs, with a matching table. All with amazing carvings of flora and fauna.
>As you remain awestruck by the lavish furnishings, the owner of the glowing eyes gently returns to the floor.
>She's a bat pony, a very elegant one from the looks of it. She is sporting some kind of blade attached to her front hooves.
