//------------------------------// // Chapter 02: Song of the Ancients // Story: MY LITTLE DOVAHKIIN: Syllables are Magic // by SubzeroGreymon //------------------------------// Her eyes snapped open with speed that could be relatively inpony. Not out of fear, nor anger, nor out of hunger. Her normal metabolism was the cause. The pony hopped out of bed and into her shower. Letting the water do its work, she hopped out, toweled her mane and tail, and ate her usual breakfast. Banana, Grass Sandwich, and a Sweetroll. “Yep!” The little pink party planner smiled, “Today’s just another average day in good ol’ Skyrim!” Hopping out, she continued on out of her home to the local shops, ready for anything to happen. “Um… excuse me…” The pony turned to see a pegasus with yellow fur and pink hair behind her, one she did not recognize. “I was… um, wondering if-“ *GASP!!!* The pink Earth pony departed quickly, leaving Fluttershy confused. “…Nevermind. I’m sure I’ll find Rainbow Dash somewhere…” Fluttershy looked around to see… Rainbow Dash talking with a guard. “Look, I’m kinda in a rush here, I need a way to the Skyrim temple,” Rainbow Dash spoke to the guard. “And you need this why?” The guard asked. “I’m an adventurer,” Rainbow Dash replied, “Any questions?” “Funny,” The guard replied, “I used to be quite an adventurer.” “Well, forgive me for asking…” Fluttershy hopped in, “But why did you stop?” “I took an arrow to the knee,” The guard replied. Both ponies just stared. “That’s… actually pathetic,” Rainbow Dash replied. MY LITTLE DOVAHKIIN: Syllables are Magic A MLPFIM / SkyRim Crossover Fanfiction Chapter 02: Song of the Ancients Later in the day, Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy found themselves entering a bar. “Why’re we here, Rainbow Dash?” Fluttershy asked. “Well, Shy, we’ve been through quite a bit,” Raindow Dash replied, “And there’s quite a bit Cider can do to reduce stress.” “Apple cider?” “…Sure, why not.” They sat down at the bar. Almost immediately, two cider cans were placed in front of them. “Um… pardon me, but I didn’t order anything,” Fluttershy spoke. “I know, but a friend of mine saw you were new in town, and were probably under some stress,” The barkeep replied, “Was gracious enough to purchase you some cider.” “Well, tell her I said thanks,” Fluttershy replied, “Um, that is… if you don’t mind…” “Not at all,” The barkeep replied. The two ponies took a sip. “So, Shy,” Rainbow Dash turned to her friend, “What inspired you to come to Skyrim?” “I, well…” Fluttershy sighed, “It started with my father. He was a low-level guardstallion, who loved the tales of the ancestors. In particular, one.” “Which one?” “Really, one,” Fluttershy replied, “A tale of mystic winged beasts that threatened the whole of Equestria, and a brave pony who stopped them. He told me the tale hundreds of times, all with a different pony with a different personality and different brave deeds. Sometimes, he was a brave pony with a love for life, others, he was a coward who just wanted to be left alone. But he never gave up.” “Was he ever given a name?” Rainbow Dash asked. “No real name, but he made a song about his title,” Fluttershy replied, “I’d like to sing it for you… that is, if you don’t mind.” “Oh, please, Shy,” Rainbow Dash smirked, “Go on! Entertain me.” “Okay,” Fluttershy replied, and started her song. “la, la, la,” She spoke, “la, la, la. La, la, la. La la la. Laaaaaaaaaaa~aaaaaaaaaa “Dragonborn! Dragonborn! By her honor is sworn, To keep evil forever at bay, And the fiercest foes rout when they hear triumph's shout, Dragonborn, for your blessing we pray.” Rainbow Dash’s eyes widened, along with every pony in the establishment. It was like they recognized the song, but Fluttershy imagined that it was just an odd look. “Hearken now, sons of snow, to an age, long ago And the tale, boldly told, of the one!” Fluttershy continued, then paused trying to remember the lyrics… until one pony spoke up. “Who was kin to both wyrm,” She sang, “and the races of ponykind, With a power to rival the princess of the sun!” “And the legends have foretold, of black wings in the cold,” Another, white pony continued, “That when brothers and sisters wage war come unfurled!” “Alduin, Bane of Kings, ancient shadow unbound, With a hunger to gobble up the world!” A pink pony added. “But a day shall arise, when the dark dragon's lies, Will be silenced forever and then! Fair Skyrim will be free from foul Alduin's maw!” A younger filly with purple and pink hair sang. And then the entire bar sang in a language she didn’t recognize, but yet sounded so familiar… “Dovahkiin, Dovahkiin, naal ok zin los vahriin, Wah dein vokul mahfaeraak ahst vaal! Ahrk fin norok paal graan fod nust hon zindro zaan, Dovahkiin, fah hin kogaan mu draal!” And soon the song died away, leaving Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash looking at the rest of the patrons. “Your father didn’t make up that song,” A voice spoke behind them. The ponies looked behind Fluttershy to see a purple unicorn sitting next to them. “You see, the Dragonborn was a warrior of legend, born with the blood of a dragon,” The unicorn continued, “He or she was created by the gods themselves to defend Equestria from the darkest dragon, Alduin.” “Dragon?” Fluttershy replied, “What is a dragon?” “Giant winged lizard-like monster,” The unicorn described something. “Seen some things like that,” Rainbow Dash replied, “Gonna have to narrow it down.” “Breathes fire.” Both pegasi looked at each other. “How do you KNOW what they look like?” Rainbow Dash replied. To their surprise, a flash of green and purple flew past and landed on the unicorns head. It was a smaller purple version of the monster that had chased them from Skyrizer prison, with green spines, and a relatively cute face. “’Sup, Wingers?” The creature spoke. “Spike, manners,” The unicorn replied to the creature. “Whatevs,” Spike replied. “What is that?” Fluttershy asked. “A dragonling,” the unicorn replied, “They’re basically the same thing as a normal dragon, only a LOT smaller.” “So it’s a baby dragon?” Fluttershy asked. “FRACK NO!” The dragonling replied, “DRAGONS AND DRAGONLINGS ARE NOTHING ALIKE! WE BREATH FIRE, THEY SHOUT IT!” “He takes offense to being called that,” The unicorn replied, “I’m Twilight Sparkle, by the way.” “Rainbow Dash.” “Fluttershy.” “Nice to meet you all,” Twilight Sparkle replied. “Don’t forget about me!” A familiar Pink Pony popped in, “I’m Pinkie Pie! Y’know, the pink pony you talked to who saw you and went *GASP!*” “…Okay…” All three of the other ponies replied. ---Elsewhere--- In the forest, a familiar gray mare was digging through a thin layer of snow. “Any luck there, Derpy?” The gray mare turned to see an orange Earth pony walk up. “Nope, Carrot Top,” Derpy replied, “No muffins or grass here.” “Same with my end,” Carrot Top replied, “Better report back to camp…” “Camp’s cold!” Derpy replied, “We still haven’t figured out how to start a fire.” “We don’t know. At the camp, Derpy’s fear was realized. “Toldja.” “Shut up, Derpy,” Carrot Top replied, “know how to make a fire appear?” “Nope.” “YOL!” And then there was fire. Both ponies looked at a mysterious hooded figure, who simply departed afterwards. “Who was that?” Both asked. CHAPTER ENDS… Glossary: Dragon: A race of Repto-Avians said to be extinct, and speakers of the magic language. Not much is known about them, except they’re highly intelligent and turned their language into a kind of weapon. Dragonling: A small species of flying reptile commonly mistaken for baby dragons. Can breath fire, unlike true dragons, who use their language to manifest it. Winger: A derogatory term for Pegasi. Commonly used outside of Skyrim, but more then likely to cause an ariel asskicking if spoken within Skyrim’s boarders.