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// Friday 
// Story: Sunbeam 
// by TheMajorTechie 
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Day 35

My identity has yet to be discovered. I have disguised myself as an orphan child like I planned to, having buried my uniform in an undisclosed location. I will not, however, be entering any orphanage, because as far as I can tell, there are none, thanks to the wealthy status of nearly all of the fortress' inhabitants.

Whew. Who knew pretending to be a broke lil' foal would take so much work? Now that I'm back in my little alley of darkness again, I feel that I can finally drop the act and be myself again. So--the haul for today is a few meager bits. Based on the prices I saw in the markets, I think I should be able to afford at least breakfast and lunch tomorrow using what's left of the money I earned through begging today. 

Am I a good actor? Probably not. Am I good enough? Seems like it. Either that, or all the nobles here are dimwits.

But now that it's nighttime, it's time to get onto the real work. I've already done some scouting for tonight, and I'll be recording my findings in these entries:

The Tree of Harmony is still, in fact, a treehouse, which makes things weird. It's clear that the nobles here seem to be interested in weaponizing it somehow, but there really isn't all too much going on regarding that.

Training grounds do exist, as, obviously, this is a military fort--regardless of how civilian it looks from nearly every angle. They don't appear to see all too much use, and are more or less just glorified empty spaces with a few targets scattered around. If this place ever is used for military purposes and not just a remote getaway for Canterlot's nobility, then I can confidently say that they probably have no change against even a small rebel alliance like ourselves.

Anyway, that's about it for tonight's scouting.