Zebras have a hard time in the Equestrian wasteland. The xenophobia is arguably not as bad as when it resulted in an apocalypse, but it’s still not great. Being half zebra? Also not great.

Good thing I grew up in Glyphmark. Sheltered, boring Glyphmark.

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Bloodfeather Company, Red Eye’s favorite tool for wiping something off a map with no regard for collateral damage or friendly casualties. Slavers and Talons alike who caught his or Stern’s ire were sent under my command as an unofficial death sentence. Sure, they might have sent them to the Crater, or the Pit, but sending them to me at least got some use out of them before they caught a 20mm shell from a Steel Ranger or had a Hellhound rip out their intestines.

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If your mother was a monster, who was killed because she deserved to be killed, how long would it take you to come to terms with that? How long would it take you to be able to face her executioners without hating them? Could you ever?

These were questions Gritt had pushed into the recesses of his mind for six years, but he was about to finally confront them.

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Do you know what it's like to be alone? Completely alone? No family, no real friends, just your job to keep you occupied?

Gritt was in Junction Town on such a job. Today was his twentieth birthday, but no one but him could tell him so for the past eight years.

A cigarette served as my candle to blow out that morning. Happy Birthday to me. Time to go to work.

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Do you know what it's like to be raised by a militant perfectionist? To be expected to be a "proper soldier" and an "example to Talon Company" by the time you were six? Stoic, unwavering, and serious? All the time? When deep down, all you ever wanted to be was a goofball?

Gritt had been enduring that his whole life. Today was his tenth birthday, and his mother had already scolded him for smiling about it.

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Link to Telgin's Fallout Equestria: Longtalons - https://www.fimfiction.net/story/172805/fallout-equestria-longtalons It is an excellent, heartbreaking, bittersweet story.

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After reading Longtalons I decided to significantly edit a lot of things regarding Gritt and Crimson, especially Chapter 12. I went into writing The Storm intending to make it as cohesive with other stories as I could, so these edits go towards that goal of world-building consistency.

[ID]

Name: Purser

Species: Seadog

Sex: Female

Age: 26

Coat: Sea Green

Eyes: Lilac

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[SPECIAL]

S: 6
P: 4
E: 5
C: 8
I: 5
A: 6
L: 6

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[Tagged Skills]

Barter: 35

Melee Weapons: 75

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[Traits]

Pirate's Life: "And a bottle of rum..." You receive increased charisma bonuses from alcohol.

Amphibious (Race Trait): "Dogs swim!" You breathe in water as easily as on land.

[ID]

Name: Knight

Species: Alicorn Android

Pronouns: She/Her

Age: 200+

Paint: White

Armor: Bluish Silver

Mane/Tail: Luminescent Cyan

Eyes: Luminescent Cyan

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[SPECIAL]

S: 10
P: 8
E: (+) 10
C: 8
I: 9
A: 5
L: (-) 1

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[Tagged Skills]

Medicine: 100

Science: 100

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[Traits]

Ghost in the (Star Metal) Shell: "What doesn't kill you..." Your protected repair talisman makes you virtually indestructible.

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[ID]

Name: Slash

Species: Dragon

Sex: Female

Age: 19

Scales Primary: Midnight Purple

Scales Secondary: Golden Tan

Spines: Cyan

Eyes: Red

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[SPECIAL]

S: 8
P: 5
E: 8
C: 7
I: 5
A: 4
L: 4

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[Tagged Skills]

Unarmed: 75

Survival: 50

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[Traits]

Dragon Fire (Race Trait): "Would you like to be grilled, roasted, or broiled?" Your body is a natural flamethrower, allowing you to ignite enemies at close range.