"So your going to stay here?" Trail Blazer gave Escutcheon a simple smile. "Well if you ever get close to Rocky Coast. Come by and see if I'm around. If we ain't out on the trade routes we'll welcome you with open arms. And if I'm not there my cabin is the southern most cabin. My wife's name is Sea Scent. Just tell her you're you and she'll let you stay around as long as you need, kiddo."
"I'll see if I can make it." Escutcheon waved, as the three ponies and the cow left heading west.
"Good luck colt." The twins said in unison. Escutcheon continued waving good-bye to them as the innkeeper sat down next to him. Insuring that he wouldn't be snatched. The town ponies had already started gathering into the town inn. The whole town so far had been earth ponies, and he doubted that any of that was going to change.
"Well most of them are here now." The inn keeper said. "We should go to them." Escutcheon nodded the trading ponies had already vanished around the amber waves of grain that surrounded the small hamlet. They two of them join the dozens of ponies inside the building. All eyes in the building focused on him and the mare that lead him to the front of the gathering. He gulped as he was lead onto a small stage that was in the corner, of the room. Turkeylegs walked up to him and lay down next to him.
"What's all of this about?" One of the ponies in the crowd demanded. "You said you had a possible way to get our foals back." The crowd erupted into grumbling agreement. "What are you trying to pull here, Plum Cider?"
"Everypony calm down please hear the colt out." She held out a hoof hoping to silence the crowd. "This is a unicorn, from one of the cities he can use magic to help us." The grumbling died down but the looks on everyponies face told him that they didn't believe that he could help.
"Um, so I can use magic." Escutcheon began nervously playing with his hoofs. "I-I know a spell that could pick up a trail that would lead to your foals." Escutcheon looked over the crowd none of them seemed convinced. He focused on his horn his magic glowing and he pulled lifted all of them up and gently set them back down. "I'm not weak, I know I'm young and small, but I've done a lot." He stands up straight and tall. "Something about this seems off, and if magic is causing this then magic maybe needed to end it." Escutcheon looked up to Plum Cider. "And I'm going to help you, all of you get your foals back." He nods walking off the platform. "I was never any good at speeches. Neither was Mother now that I think of it." Turkeylegs lifted him up, and carried the colt on its back.
"Where are you going?" she asked as he rode past her.
"To your house. Like I said before I need something that was connected to your foal in order to follow them. Come on." He waved with his hoof for her to follow him. She nods and follows him out.
"I don't think they'll agree to you helping us," she said as she caught up to him.
"I don't think that I care, what they decide to do." He looked over his shoulder at her. "Some times you just need to do what you know is right and not care about whether the ponies your helping will appreciate it of not. So I guessing you're the plum farmer?" She nodded.
"Thank you." She followed after him. "We can use her blankie, it was her most treasured possession."