- >Gazing over the great plains before you, there was no mistake.
- >This was the badlands.
- >You had heard stories from ponies who were brave enough even to speak of this arid wasteland.
- >This spit of land held nothing of value they said.
- >None of those stories ended particularly well for their protagonists.
- >Well you sure as fuck weren't a protagonist.
- >You're a scavenger, hunter, survivor and most importantly, Human.
- >Your arrival in equestria went relatively well, Princess Luna took quite a liking to you.
- >Her advances however were quite... unsettling.
- >So you decided to get the hell out of dodge, without a whisper to anyone, lest the moonstalker find out.
- >Advancing at a steady pace along the dusty road, your headwrap protecting your skin from the vile sand.
- >A few minutes keeping pace had rewarded you with what looked like a small settlement on the edge of the mirage.
- >You looked to your right towards the desert
- >Storm's a brewin'
- >Looks like you're gonna have to put on your polite face and hold up in that town for a while
- >Pushing out your chest and keeping your back high, you strode towards the town
- >First impressions are everything afterall.
- >As the settlement came closer into view, turns out this is not a pony town. Oh no.
- >This was Diamond Dog country.
- >Bipeds like other bipeds right?
- >Only one way to find out
- >The dust dissapated and revealed a rickety sign reading "NO PONYS"
- >You continued on but your advance was halted by a shriek
- >"EY, SOMETING'S OUT DERE!"
- >A dog with what looked like a beanie and long dread locks pointed at you
- >You wave in response
- >"IT AINT NON'A'DEM PONIES!"
- >You decide marching forward wouldn't be the best option.
- "I'm looking for a place to stay out of the storm!" Your stick a thumb over your shoulder
- >The dog looks at you wearily
- "I'll pay for a room if there is one."
- >You see yellow fangs slide out from is chops, in a grin.
- >Great, they understand money.
- >"Ahright, we don't like pony folk, but you don't look like any a dose' rasclats. Welcome to de Kennel stranjah"
- "Where can I find a room to stay in?"
- >The dog points one of his claws to your right.
- >"Ova dere's de inn, be nice to de ownah, she's my special somepuppy"
- >You nod and spin on your heel, thanking the dog for his time
- >Pushing open the doors to the inn, the interior was actually... pleasant.
- >A few tables, a bar, couple of dogs inside staring at you
- >Nothing out of the ordinary.
- >A female dog stood behind the bar, washing a tankard with a tea towel that she just spat in.
- >Forget ordering drinks, infact it would probably be better to avoid all forms of food and water in here.
- >Atleast the roof was tall enough.
- >"Whatcha want stranger?"
- >The dog juts her head at you
- "I hear you have a spare room."
- >"Rooms ain't cheap round these parts, stranger."
- >You reach into your pocket, pulling out a ruby and an emerald.
- >Her eyes widen and latch onto the stones, welded by their brilliance
- "I'll take it for the night."
- >You drop the gems on the counter and she frantically grasps them and hides them away
- >She ducks under the counter then pops back up with a key, throwing it to you.
- >"First 'n yer left, down that corridor." She gestures to the room.
- >Nodding, you walk towards the door, the key slides in and with a satisfying *click* your humble abode is revealed.
- >A bed, a cabinet, and a rug.
- >Classy.
- >You turn around and close the door behind you, looking at the two dogs who gave you the hairy eye earlier.
- >Looks like they noticed you flashing those gems.
- >Guess you're going to be sleeping with an eye open tonight.
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