Sent on a mission by the Royal Canterlot University's archaeology department, Daring Do makes her way North, to the Crystal Empire in search of the legendary Crystal Chalice, the cup that Sombra himself drank from when he ruled over the Empire with an iron fist. Along the way, Daring runs into a few old friends, new foes, and at least one secret cult intent on making her its newest member.
Join her as she adventures across Equestria to find the fabled goblet said to hold the powers of a god.
This ain't your mother's coffee mug...
Chapters (1)
Would a pony have an Iron fist???
Unless Sombra's a human in disguise. 
>Her hooves pounded against the ground in rhythmically
>The impact sent her reeling into wall.
>Daring Do sat pouring over an ancient piece of parchment
>she snapped (with... her fingers?)
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*shakes fist*
Nietzsche!
Thanks for pointing out the derps though. And yes, I'm willing to allow some suspension of disbelief regarding the snapping for the effect I wanted.
So wait... Griffins are like the pony Nazi's?
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BOY this fandom is strange... And me a friend of mine were actually writing our own story where the Griffins are the Nazi characters.
I am officially intrigued...do continue!
Really interesting start thought Boxley feels like he practically sweats evil shadowy goo. Hope to see more with this/
But what's a swashbuckling adventure hero without a fun sidekick?
Too bad you haven't done anything with this one. I love Indiana Jones, and a DD fanfic by you would be a pretty cool ride if only it'd gotten past the first chapter. Guess I'll fave it on my other account in case you decide to continue.
Just make sure that only the cruelest of villains ever own anything made from dragon leather. That's dark. That's like carrying a shrunken head around, or having sofa cushions sewn from human skin.
Moar.