“Oh Hippothura, Oh Hippothura, with this offering, we ask you to summon the daemons of Tartarus so that they may witness this curse! By the spirits of our ancestors, we curse the Master-Elector Dandy Lion. Let her wings be plucked. Let her womb rot and fall apart. Let her see her legions drown in their own blood. Guardians of Tartarus, we offer to you her wings, her hooves, her legs, her hinds, her head, her mouth, her speech, her breath, her heart, her mind. Guardians of Tartarus, let us see her suffer deeply, let her soul fester forever in the cradle of the underworld, and we will rejoice and sacrifice in your name forever more!”
~ Abbot-Ducal Guimple Grumpwyke Gratin, appointed Ritual-Master of the Hundred-Upon-Hundred after the Fall of House Muster

Laohu Zhao, the first Chairpony of the Pony’s Republic of Bayjing, had this to say about the nature of politics.
“Politics is essentially war but without the bloodshed...and sometimes not even that.”
He wasn’t always right but in this, most Equestrians agree, he had a point.
Politics is a messy business. It always has been.
And it was already complicated and controversial before the alicorns.
When Laurelore came, massive shifts in the system were immediate and with severe consequences.
When alicorn fought alicorn, nopony was safe.
And afterward...
That’s where the mare known as Dandy Lion came in.

Dandy Lion has a very complex legacy to her.
Most see her as an opportunistic megalomaniacal tyrant who seized power illegitimately, went against everything the alicorns held dear and slaughtered millions in a vain attempt to make all under Equestria regard her as an absolute authority.
Some, however, see her as a mare who took the initiative at the most uncertain point in Equestrian history, shook the Princess out of her depression and ended the very likely age of post-civil war chaos that would have inevitably erupted, with no regard for her personal elevation or aggrandisement.
Regardless, there was nothing she did quite so well as make a point.

In the wake of the Civil War, a provisional government and skeleton guard kept a shaky illusion of order in Canterlot. Many noble families had either gone bankrupt while other households hoarded more than they could eat during the conflict and now held unofficial control over all under their estate, feuding bitterly and exploiting what few bodies of influence remained in the capital. All across Equestria, smaller cities founded themselves upon their own local households of prominence and challenged Canterlot, albeit indirectly.
And the Princess?
She dared not leave her chambers. For she had banished her sister and destroyed her supporters.
Never before had she been more certain that she was never meant to have been worn the crown. She was tormented by self-loathing and fear of her own powers.
Faith in the princess, the alicorns and the lessons of harmony was at an all-time low.

Knowing this, many households who craved independence set up shrines and chapels that foretold of doom and destruction brought on by maddened alicorns, spurring the populace to wish the Princess kept inside the palace for as long as she’d live. And Celestia offered no rebuttal.
The religion, though started for fraudulent motives, became far-reaching and powerful and the anti-alicorn noble households, dubbing themselves the ‘Hundred-Upon-Hundred’, named it the Megaphobian Church of the Hippothura (An archaic term for a stable-door).
Unlike the Unchained clans of the Utterlands in the Outskirts, almost all of the Hundred-Upon-Hundred were based in mainland Equestria. Few actually within Canterlot’s walls themselves however.
Their doctrine was an entirely hypocritical one, advocating the danger and wilful refusal of power whilst encouraging its followers to work and donate in order to grant more power to its sponsors in the Hundred-Upon-Hundred.
It claimed not only that the alicorns were abominations but that the progressive reformations of the Six Founders had split the natural stability of the world and opened up a gate for the abominable invaders. To this end, the Church of Megaphobia overturned many of those reforms, becoming a homophobic, patriarchal, unicorn-supremacist movement that, when financed by such powerful ponies, set up dominating areas of influence all over Canterlot and its reaches.
In the wake of the civil war which had left a sizable percentage of Equestria dead, anti-alicorn sentiment grew rapidly, many believing that a collection of fair-minded, full-blooded pony statesponies capable of making hard decisions and protecting their nation was the way forward. Unfortunately, the many who genuinely believed this did not know the Hundred-Upon-Hundred.

The Hundred-Upon-Hundred have often been used by various social groups to point to the corruption and immorality of the Equestrian royal/noble class. But in fact, this opinion is misinformed.
The Hundred-Upon-Hundred weren’t conventionally part of that class. Many of the truly noble families with long histories of serving the Princesses and the Founders before them had lost their scions in the wake of the Civil War and were scattered across the land, unable to collect or represent themselves.
The Hundred-Upon-Hundred were considered upstarts by the aristocracy and class traitors by the lower and middle classes, having forgotten their humble beginnings to abuse those they’d once stood beside.
What’s more, the fact that they were unicorn-supremacist was bound out of their location more than anything else. They were close to Canterlot and wished to rule it. Generally, pegasi preferred the comfort of their own clouds and Earth Ponies prefer to rule or own wide pastures and plains, forgoing the gaudy, high-reaching cities. The Hundred-Upon-Hundred believed that their unicorn blood granted them legitimacy but all it did was make most other unicorns regard them as traitors for seizing the glorious city and draining it dry as well as giving them all a bad name.
The saying was that ‘They lack the dignity of the nobility, the tenacity of the gentry and the humility of the peasantry.’
Eventually, they became known as the ‘False-Starters’, their success credited to either immoral activities or sheer dumb luck.
Similar to how it had been in Trottingham under the Elite Industrial Guild, this ruling class were owners of business rather than noble blood but even that was being kind to them. Before and during the Civil War they never found more than moderate success. They gained ground in the waning days of the civil war using black markets and other such illegal modes of commerce. As such, none of them held any official titles or legacies and instead of addressing themselves as ‘Lord’ or other such titles, only took the title ‘Mister’, spelt that way and never abbreviated, to give them an air of authority. Ponies who forgot to call them as such often lost a lot more than their coin.
The Hundred-Upon-Hundred and the Megaphobic Church dealt constantly in contradictions. Despite being openly xenophobic, they had no problem with foreign trade, outsourcing fonts of employment or resource-management to areas far from the scrutiny of their rivals, making crooked deals with faraway folk with just as few scruples or loyalty to their own homelands. They used their pseudo-religious influence to create a work-environment that treated pay and good working conditions as rare gifts rather than rights. Whenever they wished to rescind these gifts, they would simply raise the quota and declare this to be the will of the Hippothura ‘Who Closes The Gates Of Tartarus And Keeps Doom At Bay’.

The Civil War already having been started by powerful families playing against each other, the feuding and rampant acquisition was still going on.
Behind the ‘Royal Quarter’ of Canterlot, various crime families rose up and challenged each other, putting the citizenry under their grip through extortion, racketeering and other vices.
The billionaire Mr Ortolan had been released from prison and retook his position as the stallion behind the largest foal trafficking ring in Equestria. Many of the rich families were in his hoof.
To consolidate their power, the crime families inside the city and the business owners outside joined hooves and worked together to spread their doctrine, snuff out any resistance and continue pressuring Equestria into granting them autonomy.
All the while, security and military was almost non-existent. Since the Day and Night Guard had set upon each other in the Civil War and had now disbanded as per the terms of the ceasefire, the Canterlot Royal Guard were mostly volunteers, barely numbering a hundred-strong which was barely enough to keep the palace itself safe let alone the city. The Palace Guard stood to attention, watching the palace doors to see whether or not the Princess would choose to attend, always with the same lack of result. While the ‘Night Watch’, whose task it was to chase down the criminals, always found themselves impaired by obstructing bureaucrats or threatened by criminal associates in high places, usually one and the same. Those who were bribed often found it easier to retire immediately and so any army the state officially owned were either scared, naive foals or cynical alcoholics, neither of which in any position to make things better for the common pony.
The progress of Canterlot had grinded to a halt and all but barred its gates to the outside world.
There was no official law. And where there is no law, the strong shall prey upon the weak.
A second Dark Age threatened to swallow the state.
But only when it is dark can all other lights be seen.

Dandy Lion was the sixth daughter of the middle-class pegasus family of Nemea living on Lowenanthel, a hill estate a few miles from Equestria. Her family had been heraldrists and had designed many of the royal Equestrian family crests and seals, putting Cutie Marks to shield and banner. Most agreed that the Nemea family lived in an odd position of social-class that was both humble but well-educated.
Now, after the Civil War that had wiped out so many of its patrons, the Nemea family was penniless. With few ways for a filly on the peak of marehood to safely make the minimum wage, she joined both the Palace Guard and the Night Guard, often only getting at most an hours’ sleep a day. Most of her colleagues believed she was desperate, mad or both.
And to be honest, none of the three were entirely wrong. It may have explained her bizarre actions to come.
But her fortunes changed drastically when she caught a criminal abducting a small filly.
It had been some considerable time since the Night Watch had ever caught a criminal, largely because it simply wasn’t considered safe to catch them.
It got the attention of ponies. Unpleasant ponies. ‘Take-the-money-and-walk-away-or-your-beautiful-children-don’t-stay-beautiful’ ponies.
But she caught the criminal and placed him in a dungeon cell and, sure enough, Mister Malapert Muster of Yllmanor came to pay her a call. The criminal had been one of his associates and was running a favour for ‘A very good friend of his’ by abducting the filly in question.
Mister Malapert Muster was one of the richest ponies in the reach of Canterlot, known to be a close associate of various criminal classes and approached young Dandy Lion in a lecherous manner. He offered her a four-digit bribe and a ‘welcome spot at Yllmanor any time she wished’, apparently pointing to his loins as he said that.
Mister Malapert Muster owned half the farms east of Canterlot. His staunchly-unicorn family, though quite young, had a private army of over ten-thousand henchponies all over Equestria, had much of the provisional government either bribed or threatened into excepting them from tax, and Malapert had on several occasions boasted of having bought three rooms in the Royal Palace for when the Princess would abdicate which many assumed would be soon. He oversaw everything in Canterlot and nopony had ever even looked at him in a threatening manner and escaped unscathed.

Dandy Lion killed him.
There and then, she drew her shortsword, ran Mister Malapert Muster through the neck, snarled that attempting to bribe a member of Princess Celestia’s Royal Guard was a capital offence, and watched as he choked on his own blood.
She then hung the body up over the Canterlot Guardhouse for all to see then went to the dungeons where the criminal Malapert had financed was still lounging, awaiting his bail. By all accounts, she began torturing him and questioning him about who he had worked for from time to time.
She made a list and placed it on the city news-boards for all to see.
The city was in shock. It was assumed retribution would come hard and fast and yet it did not. For the simple reason that the Hundred-Upon-Hundred were just as confused, unable to quite comprehend that this nopony, this guard had openly disobeyed them and murdered one of their own.
The Captain-General of the Royal Guard at the time, Neovision, publicly declared that the murder of Malapert Muster was out of order but that the murderer had since fled and their identity was unknown. He reprimanded Dandy Lion sharply but did not remove her authority.
Few chose to act but it is recorded that the Night Watch and Palace Guard saw a slight but significant rise in volunteers, among them the filly Dandy Lion had rescued on the streets, Cimmeria Bethsparke of Blacklight Hall.
Cimmeria was born to the same family that the last Bearer of the Magic of Friendship, Aurora, had been born into. Aurora’s little sister, Hesper, was mentally-challenged and so received home-schooling under her parents, Rosehoof (The daughter of Lord Atlas and Golden Apple) and Juba al Fahad-Citra (A prince of Barbelle in North Zebrica whose denizens practice a form of Pre-Alicorn Harmonism which coincides with Equestrian philosophy, the two states becoming siblings over time and Barbelle sacrificing much holding Tirek at bay during his incursions.)
Hesper, at age seventeen, married Count Lavendir of Mournwood, a calm and caring stallion from Plerion, a Neo-Hippomorphian civilisation which lived in harmony with Equestria while utilising ancient Hippomorphian craft to become the centre-point for cosmic and nebulous research in Equestria. Lavendir was one of many noble scions who came to Equestria as a hostage, Plerion’s ruling family having supported the Lunar Republic in the Civil War.
After Aurora’s death, Rosehoof was struck by depression and steadily began to lose her sanity so as she grew, Lavendir and Cimmeria found themselves caring for both mother and grandmother. Cimmeria had been trying to purchase herbal remedies from street vendors. She informed Dandy Lion that Equestrian medicine was being monopolised, some members of the Hundred-Upon-Hundred seizing control of medicinal plantations, others seizing production lines and distilleries, all trying to outdo each other. The competition had killed its own business as each owner was determined to sell the properties over to another buyer for a hefty price, meaning prices for medicine were rising too high and nopony could actually buy what the business owners were selling.
The Hundred-Upon-Hundred had become obsessed with ownership and short-term gain and now cared little if anypony actually bought their products so long as it was their product and not their competitions.
A big problem with the Hundred-Upon-Hundred was that, due to their sudden and indirect success and rise, they had no real clue how to run their own businesses.
Cimmeria, young as she was, could see this as a recipe for disaster that would finish Equestria and Dandy Lion agreed. She presented this problem in a letter to the provisional government.
Most of the government figures ignored it. To them, she was just a guard listening to rumour. And even if they believed her, which wasn’t out of the question, there was little that could be done. The government had no money and very little power.
There was, however, one figure indirectly tied to the government, who decided to take action.
A member of the Pants family.

As it has been at many points in history, the Pants family of Briefly Manor remained loyal and chivalrous and their figurehead, Pantalion, was a pony whose finances had remained mostly intact. During the civil war, cadet branches of major families had fought against each other and their father branch but the Pants remained united and Pantalion made use of his own branch’s proficiency in mining and metalwork and the major branch’s history of wool and silk trade to corner the market. Due to him remaining neutral and refusing to forge armour and weapons for the war, his mines were still well-stocked with ore by the time the wars were over and the Provisional Government removed the sanctions that had been placed on his household and business while the war was going on.
However, his family’s conscientious objection had left them unpopular with the elite and even less popular with the Hundred-Upon-Hundred. Pantalion was not a genuine member of the Provisional Government but he was one of its political advisors and the only pony of property whom the government felt confident in trusting.
Hearing of this Dandy Lion who had slain a member of the Hundred-Upon-Hundred without fear of reprisal, Pantalion was intrigued. He came to see Dandy Lion at the Guardhouse, refusing any offer to make the place look presentable for a stallion of his standing.
Pantalion wished to encourage the Provisional Government to grant her and the guard greater authority at these testing times. His best friend and brother-in-law, Zanthus Blackbark of Pinesong Wood, was the Judicial Minister of the Canterlot Provisional Government and oversaw the actions and reaches of the guard. Pantalion hoped that Dandy Lion’s work in giving more power to the guard, and with it the government, undoing the toxic influence of the Hundred-Upon-Hundred and the Megaphobic Church, would convince him to move the Provisional Government to bolder movement and with it, convince Celestia that her ponies needed her.
It was here that the Hundred-Upon-Hundred also chose to send a message.
The Patriarch of the Church of Megaphobia had been appointed; Garget ‘Gloriosus’ Gratin, a stallion of immense wealth had declared the murder of Mister Malapert Muster an act of sacrilege and a sign that the alicorn’s corrupt temptations were taking hold of the Royal Guard. In response, he declared that all true-believing Megaphobes had no obligation to obey or acknowledge the Royal Guard. To grant himself that authority, the Hundred-Upon-Hundred convened and set up a private military corps for them to exercise open aggression with. It was called The Conduction and Gloriosus Gratin set about giving power and wealth to his nephews in the Gratin and Siphon Families families so that they would be able to command significant portions of the Conduction. He accomplished this through the ever-effective method of nepotism.
He gave his son, Guimple Grumpwyke Gratin and his son-in-law, Splutterous Siphon, the titles of Abbot-Ducal and Most Esteemed, the twin roles in the Megaphobic Church that combine ecclesiastic authority with political, judicial, financial and military leadership in select areas. Four nephews of Gloriosus were named High Fraigners (Fraigner being a Megaphobic title translated from the Old Unicorn word for ‘Big Brother’. The title was meant to denote a sense of familiarity and safety but in fact the title granted one the right to look in on everything and everypony in their diocese with no official accountability from other government parties.) He made another nephew, Gambison Gratin the ‘Recepient Capital’, and his fourteen-year-old nephew, Galosh ‘Magister of the Donatorate’ more lofty titles that allowed him and his household to do as he pleased in Canterlot. They also chose second-wives from the families outside of the Hundred-Upon-Hundred who still possessed some influence; Gambison marrying a member of the Silver family and Galosh marrying a member of the Desidue family (Gusty the Great’s line). Both stallions, it is worth mentioning, were already married at the time. Gloriousus passed a law advocating the allowance of multiple wives for stallions of high-standing shortly before presiding over both his nephew’s weddings.
To monopolise Canterlot’s businesses, the Hundred-Upon-Hundred aimed to establish a Megaphobic State with private trade routes nearby the capital to ensure nothing went through the city without their leave and payment. To this end, Guimple arranged another nephew of his, Mister Stankard Siphon, to buy the quaint little town of Ponyville, financed primarily by Mister Ortolan who was using the Megaphobic Church as a proverbial market for his foal-trafficking.
Stankard was a stallion who was known as a bloodthirsty reprobate throughout Equestria, routinely charging into towns and villages with a group of armed retinue at his back, publicly mugging, murdering or raping citizens, many among them young foals.
The citizens of Ponyville did not relish the idea of him buying their town and doing what he pleased with it so they appealed to the Provisional Government. They could do nothing but Zanthus spoke about this to Pantalion and Dandy Lion. Pantalion, at great expense, granted patronage to one of the leading business-owners already in Ponyville and widely respected by the populace; none other than ‘Wild’ Pimpernel Apple, a jenny-of-all trades who was both a business-owner, farmer, ex-Royal Guard, doctor, vet, musician, artist and alicornist philosopher. Pantalion’s patronage granted Pimpernel exclusive rights to apple trade in areas outside of Canterlot. Through this, Pantalion offered her the trade route that Gloriosus had already bought for Stankard. Pimpernel bought it on the spot and thus barred Stankard from entering the town with the help of her many, many siblings, children and cousins who reportedly clashed with Stankard and his guard at the town borders and left him fleeing with numerous injuries and covered in the sludge and stench of mouldy apples.
In response, the Muster family, led jointly by Malapert’s father, Marabou, and his eldest cousin, Vultorius, met with Gloriosus and the Hundred-Upon-Hundred and hatched a scheme to rid themselves of the do-gooder, Pantalion, and his friends. Gloriousus first attempted to solve the scheme without violence (As violence was costly) by appointing yet another nephew of his, Belluine Bungelle, as ‘Archlector Ingognate’, this title referring to one who’s job was to spread denouncement, and often slander, against the enemies of the Megaphobic Church. He preached across Ponyville of the evils of Pantalion, Zanthus Blackbark, Dandy Lion and all their associates. One of his primary patrons was yet another relative of Gloriosus Gratin; Gambison’s father-in-law, Caudexter Carrack, a hardline militarist unicorn who had a vendetta against the Pants family for their conscientious objection. He was unable to participate in person as he was crippled by, ironically, a carriage-accident, having never actually fought in battle in his life (Although it is worth mentioning his son, Claremont, did and was killed fighting for the Celestine armies at Collyde). Instead, he sent his nephew, Caltrop Starthistle of Bonedry Mountain, a feared mercenary and contract-killer who led a mercenary band called ‘The Parched’, to act in his stead and support Belluine Bungelle.
But the ponies of Ponyville, quiet and unassuming, paid it no mind. To them, what happened in Canterlot stayed in Canterlot and it was no business of Ponyville.
Pantalion had tipped the scales of power and his enemies decided he be dealt with swiftly and brutally.
So it was that the Hundred-Upon-Hundred and the Megaphobic Church opted for a swifter, more permanent solution...
Assassination.

It was only natural that such a cadre of zero moral integrity would come to this option in due course and Ortolan suggested a paid assassin or controlled explosion but Gloriosus disagreed. He wanted the deaths of such open enemies of the wealthy and powerful to be public and long-remembered, to cement their authority over the capital and send a message that this was the fate of any who stood against them.
So it was that a conspiracy was hatched to kill Pantalion, Zanthus Blackbark, Dandy Lion and any who had aided them. Despite being planned out and financed by Gloriosus and his nephews and Mister Ortolan, it was largely headed by the Muster family with Belluine Bungelle acting as the go-between.
Hence how it would become known as the ‘Vulturing of the Musters’.
Two attempts were made by the Muster family to get Pantalion, Zanthus and Dandy Lion to attend first a conference and then a banquet but during this time, Pantalion’s wife and Zanthus’s sister, Tingletongue Sapindale, was suffering a form of postnatal illness and both stallions were at home to take care of her for a significant amount of time with no mood for festivities, least of all with members of the Hundred-Upon-Hundred.
So it was that the assassination was due to take place where they knew the stallions would be attending.
The Ceremony of Royal Recovery at the Canterlot Civil War Memorial, hosted on the day the alicorn fillies, Celestia and Luna, were said to have been discovered by Gusty the Great. Where all of Canterlot’s nobility and gentry gathered in Fountain Square. It had become socially mandatory and nearly every noble wanted Celestia to return to court once again. The ceremony would involve the attendees standing before the vacant royal balcony and raising their heads as one. The Megaphobic Church had denounced the occasion but some of the Hundred-Upon-Hundred would attend for one reason or another.
That would be their cue. When the gazes came up, the knives would come down.
There was just one unforeseen problem; the mercenary, Caltrop Starthistle, backed out. He declared that he would not kill on a holy day in the eyes of an alicorn that, as Gloriosus had declared himself, was dangerous, unpredictable and of hellish power.
It’s mentioned that Vultorius Muster was heard to yell “What bucking good is a mercenary with moral standards?!”
The Musters were forced to replace Starthistle’s role on short notice. Belluine Bungelle, in response, brought forth two priests of the local cathedral willing to aid in the assassination; Fraigner Bludge and Fraigner Clobb. After all, who would suspect priests to be cutthroats?
Starthistle instead made himself useful outside the city, gathering his eighty ‘Parched’ and waiting outside the city to gallop in and take control of a startled populace from the east gate beside Mister Marabou Muster and Archlector-Incognate Belluine Bungelle who would lead his own attendants in to take control from the west gate.
Straight afterward, Splutterous Siphon and Gambison Gratin would sack Ponyville and bring its rebellious authority to Canterlot for public execution to dissuade any rebellion outside of the capital.
What could have possibly gone wrong?

Quite a few things actually...

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“Oh Hippothura, Oh Hippothura, with this offering, we ask you to summon the daemons of Tartarus so that they may witness this curse! By the spirits of our ancestors, we curse the Master-Elector Dandy Lion. Let her wings be plucked. Let her womb rot and fall apart. Let her see her legions drown in their own blood. Guardians of Tartarus, we offer to you her wings, her hooves, her legs, her hinds, her head, her mouth, her speech, her breath, her heart, her mind. Guardians of Tartarus, let us see her suffer deeply, let her soul fester forever in the cradle of the underworld, and we will rejoice and sacrifice in your name forever more!”
~ Abbot-Ducal Guimple Grumpwyke Gratin, appointed Ritual-Master of the Hundred-Upon-Hundred after the Fall of House Muster

This makes me thing that you are talking about my O.C. Dandelion

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Ah no. Sorry.
With this, the emphasis is on the 'lion' not the 'Dandy'.
I had her in the previous post.
I haven't drawn her yet but she'd basically be the pony version of female Mufasa, golden-coat and bright crimson mane, muscular, steely-eyed and hard-jawed.

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In such troubled times, a good deed can do wonders. And it reminds me of how things were in Germany after the first and second World war, or in countries like Vietnam and such.

And a merc with moral standards, many forget about this. There are mercs who just fight for a just cause, or to help others in need. Just look at James or BIg Boss

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Well, those are difficult circumstances, yes. It's a bit more complicated though.
After a civil war, nothing's quite the same.

Well, yeah, but that doesn't make Caltrop Starthistle good. He was still a fearsome killer-for-hire and one of the most dangerous ponies in mainland Equestria who killed for the Hundred-Upon-Hundred and the Megaphobian Church with no regard to gender, age or status.
But for him, spilling blood on royal/sacred ground on holy days was a no-no.
Though he was a staunch Megaphobian and didn't agree with Celestia's deification, he didn't deny its existence and didn't want to incur that kind of wrath if it were possible.
What difference will that make? You'll find out soon.

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Yeah.

And I am eager to see it

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Maybe we can have her be his GrandDaughter

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“Oh Hippothura, Oh Hippothura, with this offering, we ask you to summon the daemons of Tartarus so that they may witness this curse! By the spirits of our ancestors, we curse the Master-Elector Dandy Lion. Let her wings be plucked. Let her womb rot and fall apart. Let her see her legions drown in their own blood. Guardians of Tartarus, we offer to you her wings, her hooves, her legs, her hinds, her head, her mouth, her speech, her breath, her heart, her mind. Guardians of Tartarus, let us see her suffer deeply, let her soul fester forever in the cradle of the underworld, and we will rejoice and sacrifice in your name forever more!”
~ Abbot-Ducal Guimple Grumpwyke Gratin, appointed Ritual-Master of the Hundred-Upon-Hundred after the Fall of House Muster

Wow.
These guys make Hardhoof look like a Sunday School teacher in comparison to him and his followers.

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Dandy Lion's a mare.
It'd be her granddaughter.
But maybe...

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Well, a lot of the Megaphobian Church was mere pretension.
That line's based off a line in Rome HBO from the cast-aside ex-mistress of Julius Caesar.
But Guimple Grumpwyke Gratin was actually one of the few Megaphobian officials who genuinely believed their own doctrine.
Which was often more self-defeating than anything else...

7337902 Ah.
And that last is a good point.
Also very true.

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ok, and Dandelion is a PegaCorn, that thinks she is better then anypony else, and tell them that she's a Alicorn.

p.s. Let me know if you want to know more of my O.C.s