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"Geez, he wants me to come out already?" He mumbles to himself, fetching his scythe and spellbook. "Doesn’t he know how this works?  …Whatever, I need something to do anyway." He clears his throat before his voice, now dark and theatrical, echoes through the tower. "FOOL!  IF YOU WANT TO TALK, THEN YOU’LL HAVE TO COME TO MY THRONE ROOM, FIRST!" He rubs his neck after that, before thinking to himself about which lich to send to get him.

He sighed, then looked around. The place wasn’t too big, but the walls being either decorated or straight-up made of bone could pose a problem. He saw a winding staircase that looked like it led towards the top, some doors interspersed along its length. With another sigh of exasperation, he summoned a mace and a pair of shields. He strapped the shields to his sides as makeshift armor, then cautiously started up the steps.

Kristjan adjusts his robes, now ready for him. “Right, now let’s see… ah, Cotta, you lead him up here.” He snaps his fingers, and his archlich of earth is summoned before him, nodding silently before heading down to find the ‘guest’ and lead him up to the throne room.

As he ascended the stairs, he heard what sounded like boulders rubbing together. Looking up, he spotted a lich either covered with or made almost entirely out of stone and dirt. He held the mace up just in case of hostility.

"Please tell me that you’re not here to fight."

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"Geez, he wants me to come out already?" He mumbles to himself, fetching his scythe and spellbook. "Doesn’t he know how this works?  …Whatever, I need something to do anyway." He clears his throat before his voice, now dark and theatrical, echoes through the tower. "FOOL!  IF YOU WANT TO TALK, THEN YOU’LL HAVE TO COME TO MY THRONE ROOM, FIRST!" He rubs his neck after that, before thinking to himself about which lich to send to get him.

He sighed, then looked around. The place wasn’t too big, but the walls being either decorated or straight-up made of bone could pose a problem. He saw a winding staircase that looked like it led towards the top, some doors interspersed along its length. With another sigh of exasperation, he summoned a mace and a pair of shields. He strapped the shields to his sides as makeshift armor, then cautiously started up the steps.

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Meanwhile, over in the black bone tower, the necromancer Kristjan looks out from a window. “Hmmn, still only one intruder so far… geez, what do I have to do to get their attention, burn a city?” He thinks for a moment, trying to think of something evil, yet not destructive, to do.

"Damn cheap "ancient" maps. ‘Bout as ancient as a newborn, swear to Celestia. How did that raggedy, no-good, two-timin’ dust-for-brains pull a fast one… on… me?" He stopped in his tracks and looked up at the tower ahead of him. It certainly was imposing, eclipsing the land in it’s shadow and with a barren wasteland surrounding its base dotted with what appeared to be tombstones.

"What… the…"

Up in the tower, one of his skeleton minions heads up to the necromancer and informs him of the trespasser. “Wait, really?  A horse?  Eh, beggar’s can’t be choosers… maybe it’d be interesting.” He snaps his fingers, and the front doors of the menacing tower open up, and then he heads to a different room to prepare.

He saw the doors open, hinges groaning softly.

"Oh joy, mysterious tower with doors that open with no one to open them." His horn lit up before a small shaft of light split through the opening, allowing him to see into the first room of the tower.

"Bones. Lots of bones. So probably necromancy ahead. Gotta at least try the diplomatic route." He steps inside the tower, his horn lighting up once again. Instead of a shaft of light, there was a small sound of wind being drawn inwards, and then a yell that reverberated throughout the entire building.

"OI, NECROMANCER, COME OUT AND TALK, WHY DON’T YOU."

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Meanwhile, over in the black bone tower, the necromancer Kristjan looks out from a window. “Hmmn, still only one intruder so far… geez, what do I have to do to get their attention, burn a city?” He thinks for a moment, trying to think of something evil, yet not destructive, to do.

"Damn cheap "ancient" maps. ‘Bout as ancient as a newborn, swear to Celestia. How did that raggedy, no-good, two-timin’ dust-for-brains pull a fast one… on… me?" He stopped in his tracks and looked up at the tower ahead of him. It certainly was imposing, eclipsing the land in it’s shadow and with a barren wasteland surrounding its base dotted with what appeared to be tombstones.

"What… the…"

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He rubs his chin, trying to think of a good price for him, yet was also moderately fair. “Hmmn, well, I guess I could take this off your hands for… 30000 poke.  For the whole pile.”

((I’m going to assume that Will has this little chart right next to his counter that shows the conversion rates. For the ease of use for the customers, y’know?))

He tapped his chin, thinking out the math. 30k Poke was, if he did the math right, 3000 bits. He nodded, then looked at the books. He’d seen the spark of interest as soon as the store owner looked at the books.

"Y’know, most of those spell books are in very good condition for being within a tomb for who knows how long. How about… one thousand bits for the entire stack of books, and… two and a half thousand for all the enchanted items?" He re-sorts the things again, setting the battered weapons and armor, along with the potions and non-magical tomes, off to the side.

"If I did the math right, that’s 35k poke, or 3500 bits." He frowns for a second, then looks off to the side. "Unless I did the math wrong…"

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"Mmmmn… lemme think on it." He thinks on it for a minute before nodding his head. "Sure, that sounds pretty reasonable!" He starts to count out 35000 poke, setting the money on the counter.  If he was lucky, there’d be a decent spell book in the pile.  Otherwise… well, he could probably turn a profit.

He swept the poke into his saddlebag, grabbing the stuff he hadn’t sold and sweeping it all into his bags as well.

"Thanks! I took a look at those spell books before bringing them in. One of them is a transmutation spell, which basically turns iron to silver, then silver to gold. Sad thing is, it only works one way and only on the unprocessed ores. Don’t know how useful you’ll find it to be, though." He stepped out of the shop, waving as he left. "Thanks anyways, though! Take care."

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"Oh, it’s not really a problem, we do buy things as well here." He skims over the various weapons, none of them being that appealing to him.  The books, however, did catch his interest. "So, how much are you looking to get for this haul?"

He sighed, hoof to his chin. He thought for a bit, then roughly sorted out the items, the less cared-for items on one end and the near-pristine enchanted ones on the other. The books were mostly around the middle.

"Well, the enchanted stuff I’d like to get the most out of. I just needed to get rid of a lot of things after looting an old ruin a little bit ago."

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He rubs his chin, trying to think of a good price for him, yet was also moderately fair. “Hmmn, well, I guess I could take this off your hands for… 30000 poke.  For the whole pile.”

((I’m going to assume that Will has this little chart right next to his counter that shows the conversion rates. For the ease of use for the customers, y’know?))

He tapped his chin, thinking out the math. 30k Poke was, if he did the math right, 3000 bits. He nodded, then looked at the books. He’d seen the spark of interest as soon as the store owner looked at the books.

"Y’know, most of those spell books are in very good condition for being within a tomb for who knows how long. How about… one thousand bits for the entire stack of books, and… two and a half thousand for all the enchanted items?" He re-sorts the things again, setting the battered weapons and armor, along with the potions and non-magical tomes, off to the side.

"If I did the math right, that’s 35k poke, or 3500 bits." He frowns for a second, then looks off to the side. "Unless I did the math wrong…"

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"Geez, you think it’d be easier to find a non-combat magic book…" He pauses for a moment, realizing that it sounds pretty ridiculous. "…er, still, I wonder who I know who might have something like that?  Better skim through my contacts…"

He approaches the shop, saddlebags laden with various goods. He wasn’t quite sure how he came to this strange place, but he recognized a shop when he saw it. He walked in and stood at the front counter.

"Hello? Anyone here?"

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He looks over at him, tilting his head a bit. “Huh… well, that’s different…” He shakes his head to clear his thoughts. “Er, right, yeah, welcome to The Hoard, what can I get for you?”

He takes off the saddlebag and sets it on the ground, pulling out the contents. Axes, daggers, swords, pieces of armor, and various other items, some enchanted and some not, some new and some positively ancient.

"I’m sorry if this is an inconvenience, but I’d like to sell all of these to you." A few of the items he pulls out are books, covered in arcane runes.

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"Oh, it’s not really a problem, we do buy things as well here." He skims over the various weapons, none of them being that appealing to him.  The books, however, did catch his interest. "So, how much are you looking to get for this haul?"

He sighed, hoof to his chin. He thought for a bit, then roughly sorted out the items, the less cared-for items on one end and the near-pristine enchanted ones on the other. The books were mostly around the middle.

"Well, the enchanted stuff I’d like to get the most out of. I just needed to get rid of a lot of things after looting an old ruin a little bit ago."

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"Geez, you think it’d be easier to find a non-combat magic book…" He pauses for a moment, realizing that it sounds pretty ridiculous. "…er, still, I wonder who I know who might have something like that?  Better skim through my contacts…"

He approaches the shop, saddlebags laden with various goods. He wasn’t quite sure how he came to this strange place, but he recognized a shop when he saw it. He walked in and stood at the front counter.

"Hello? Anyone here?"

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He looks over at him, tilting his head a bit. “Huh… well, that’s different…” He shakes his head to clear his thoughts. “Er, right, yeah, welcome to The Hoard, what can I get for you?”

He takes off the saddlebag and sets it on the ground, pulling out the contents. Axes, daggers, swords, pieces of armor, and various other items, some enchanted and some not, some new and some positively ancient.

"I’m sorry if this is an inconvenience, but I’d like to sell all of these to you." A few of the items he pulls out are books, covered in arcane runes.

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"Geez, you think it’d be easier to find a non-combat magic book…" He pauses for a moment, realizing that it sounds pretty ridiculous. "…er, still, I wonder who I know who might have something like that?  Better skim through my contacts…"

He approaches the shop, saddlebags laden with various goods. He wasn’t quite sure how he came to this strange place, but he recognized a shop when he saw it. He walked in and stood at the front counter.

"Hello? Anyone here?"

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Veri paused mid-swing and set down the hammer she was using and smiled at Roxy.

"A new one? Really? Well then, let’s give him a warm welcome, hm?" Veri finished working the metal and set it aside to cool, then stepped outside and breathed deeply. "It was getting a bit stuffy in there. And a muffin sounds nice right about now." She grinned and made her way to the house, occasionally pausing to stretch.

Grim had shown Starshine his room, setting the books down on the bed and had set down some basic rules, which boiled down to “be nice, don’t make a mess, do your chores, and don’t do something stupid.”

"And don’t forget, Starshine. You’re here because the Princess believed you capable of greatness. While I am your teacher, only you can show others how great you are. Other than that, dinner will be ready around six o’clock tonight. Today is a free day, so enjoy it." Starshine nodded and got to work on unpacking his things.

Roxy gave an excited nod, hopping in place when she said she’d leave to greet him. “He’s being shown his room right now, but I’m sure he’d love to meet you. He seems a bit enrvous but I just wonder if he’s here because of the same circumstances as I, or if he’s in training for something. Who knows, but it’s not my bizz to pry!” Once inside, roxy floated a muffin over to verdi and had her magic pour her a refreshing glass of cold milk.

"To wash it down with of course! Oh, I’ll be right with you! I have to write a letter. "

She took a parchment and a quill and began to write.

'Dearest Sister Scarlet.

I received your letter. I’m glad to hear from you. Things are going smooth and I’ve learned a lot since my last letter sent. We just got a new tennant, a stallion named starshine. he’s hear to learn under the same teacher as I am. I wonder what he’s training for. i bet it’s for something cool. I perfected my teleportation spell and I’m trying not to abuse the power. I don’t want to become lazy again! Hehe!

Your little sister, Roxanne.

P.S: I will keep the fruits and veggies thing in mind. And if it’s about that, shhhhh. ://)’


She wrapped it up and put a ribbon around it,. If she hurried,s he could get it to the post office to send really quick.

'I'll be right back, grim. I'm going to send sis my ltter scroll the old fashion way.' she thought up to him and shut the door behind her.

Grim nodded to himself and smiled, then headed downstairs to get dinner started. While he was busy in the kitchen, he decided to listen in on Starshine, who had gone for a walk outside soon after unpacking.

Starshine looked around the grounds, noticing a large garden in the back. He headed for it and saw it filled with well-kept flower beds, a farm plot, and a collection of statues. All the statues were of dragons and ponies either fighting each other or working together against an enemy. They all featured Grim. This did not sit well with Starshine, as each statue had a plaque on its base, which detailed the year it showcased.

He walked along the path, staring in awe at each plaque as the dates rolled further back in time. Finally, he came to an ancient wall, showcasing a battle between what appeared to be Luna, Celestia, and Discord. He had seen the stained glass windows in the castle showing a similar scene, but they weren’t as detailed as this mural was.

"Wow…"

Grim, having been “watching” for the past few hours, had already finished cooking dinner, and rang the bell to signal that it was ready. He knew Starshine could hear it, and that the stallion would be here on time.

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Starshine sighed softly, his worries relieved for a bit. He took a bite of the muffin and sipped some of the tea, thanking her for both.

"I’ll be honest, I half expected him to drop a mountain of work on me, or turn me away. From how it sounds, he’s a nice guy once you get to know him."

"True enough, true enough. And, by the way, I do have a "mountain of work" for you." Grim had walked into the kitchen while Starshine was talking, carrying a small library’s worth of books behind him. He nodded to the collection, then motioned for Starshine to follow him. "We’re going to head up to your new room, Starshine. Your room is your space, but please keep it clean. I’d rather not clean up a mess that isn’t mine." Grim started up the stairs, checking behind him every now and then to make sure Starshine was following.

"Roxy, would you kindly head out to the forge and let Veri know that we have a new student?"

if the stallion thought he wouldn’t put him to work immediately, he would be sadly unfortunate. She knew grim all this time since she arrived, and knew he wouldn’t be treated any differently, but be tought the skills he’d need—for whatever it is he was needed for.

"Of course, sensei! Oh, is his room the one I think it is?" When she got a confirmation, she removed the stallions bag around her neg and had it teleported onto his bed neatly. She trotted happily out towards the fordge. It was bright out, the promise of a good day! She knocked three times before entering.

"Miss Verdi. We have a new house mate. A stallion named starshine. Grim—er I mean sensei, wanted me to let you know." Oh shoot, she should’ve brought her one of the muffins she baked. "I have muffins in the house if you’d fancy one!"

Veri paused mid-swing and set down the hammer she was using and smiled at Roxy.

"A new one? Really? Well then, let’s give him a warm welcome, hm?" Veri finished working the metal and set it aside to cool, then stepped outside and breathed deeply. "It was getting a bit stuffy in there. And a muffin sounds nice right about now." She grinned and made her way to the house, occasionally pausing to stretch.

Grim had shown Starshine his room, setting the books down on the bed and had set down some basic rules, which boiled down to “be nice, don’t make a mess, do your chores, and don’t do something stupid.”

"And don’t forget, Starshine. You’re here because the Princess believed you capable of greatness. While I am your teacher, only you can show others how great you are. Other than that, dinner will be ready around six o’clock tonight. Today is a free day, so enjoy it." Starshine nodded and got to work on unpacking his things.

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He smiled nervously as Roxy lead him into the house. The place was huge! He’d heard a lot of rumors about Grim, but they were focused on his attitude, diet, and age. He looked around a little, awed by the sheer amount of wealth within the house. He snapped back to attention when Roxy took his bags off of him and lead him towards the kitchen.

"Tea’s fine, thanks. My name is Starshine, and I’m… Nervous and kinda scared, too. See, there’s a lot of rumors going around in the ranks that Grim’s a mean old colt, and that he used to be Princess Celestia’s teacher, when she was young. You… Wouldn’t happen to know anything about that, right?" He smiled unevenly, a little scared by what answer he might get.

Ahh. So that was it, was it? She couldn’t blame him. The rumors went far and wide, some close to the truth, some far fetched. She began to brew him a nice cup of tea in his mug.

"Grim, from my personal experience—he seemed kind of cold at first. I had lived far away, with my sister in our country far away. I had heard of no such rumors. As days went on, he seems very serious, and takes work and lessons seriously." She turned to him.

"But it’s because he takes YOU seriously. He wants to be able to teach you, so you can do things you didn’t even think you could do! I had known things, but he took what I knew and expanded it to horizons I never thought possible. " She seemed to vanish and appeared on the other side of him.

"I never thought I could master the teleportation spell, let alone use it on myself. But it’s not only lessons you’ll learn here. He offers good life lessons. I’m able to focus more, despite my ADHD!" She set the cup on the table in front of him. She grinned, remembering grim had the ability to read minds. "Just—know he is full of surprises, and he might seem rough around the edges, but he does care about his students." She seemed to gleam with pride when talking about her sensei. Hew as probably listening in right now. His best bet was always to be honest with grim, cause from experience he could probably snufft he truth right out of his head. But that was the fun for grim to exploit, so she won’t spoil it.

"So, it’s okay to be nervous, starshine. I was too when I came here. But know it takes time and you can go at your own pace. He’s understanding." She went to the counter and got him a muffin.

"Also, food. Important to eat, so take this. I made it myself~" She clapped her hooves together and gave him a re-assuring smile. "Oh, and I talk a lot so if you have any questions, feel to ask okay?"

Starshine sighed softly, his worries relieved for a bit. He took a bite of the muffin and sipped some of the tea, thanking her for both.

"I’ll be honest, I half expected him to drop a mountain of work on me, or turn me away. From how it sounds, he’s a nice guy once you get to know him."

"True enough, true enough. And, by the way, I do have a "mountain of work" for you." Grim had walked into the kitchen while Starshine was talking, carrying a small library’s worth of books behind him. He nodded to the collection, then motioned for Starshine to follow him. "We’re going to head up to your new room, Starshine. Your room is your space, but please keep it clean. I’d rather not clean up a mess that isn’t mine." Grim started up the stairs, checking behind him every now and then to make sure Starshine was following.

"Roxy, would you kindly head out to the forge and let Veri know that we have a new student?"

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It had been a few weeks since he had assigned Roxy something to do that wasn’t “practice what I’ve taught you”. He figured it was time for a new lesson. Before he could piece one together, someone knocked at his front door. He got up and answered it, seeing a dark blue stallion, whose coat seemed to mirror the night sky, standing on his welcome mat. The stallion reached into his saddle bag and pulled out a sealed roll of parchment, with Luna’s seal on it.

Dear Grim Moire,

     It has come to my attention that you are a rather accomplished teacher, and that my sister has previously requested that Lady Roxanne be under your tutelage. I am making a similar request.

The stallion before you is a member of my newly-assigned guard, and he has pledged himself to be my personal aide. As his magical ability is, sadly, insufficient, I have sent him to be under your tutelage. When he is ready, return him to Canterlot so that he may fulfill his duties.

With great respect,

     Princess Luna


He finished reading the letter and motioned for the stallion to step inside. He had the stallion sit on the couch as he went to the base of the stairs and called out.

"Roxy! Can you come here, please?"

After pouring the coco for her sensei, and finishing most of the chores and cooking duties, she had sat at the tabel reading the letter her dearest sister had sent her. She had read it over for the sixth time when she heard her teacher summoning her over.

"Coming~" She chimed gleefully and trotted over, the spare cup for her sensei. It floating right behind her obediently. She crossing the living room to see a dark blue stallion standin in their doorway. She turned her head to Grimmoire. "Mail?" She asked curiously, peeking out at the stallion yet again. He didn’t seem like he was dressed for mail delivery.

"No, he’s not the mail pony. He’s a new student of mine. By Princess Luna’s orders, no less." He took the tea she brought with her, supplying a soft thank you as he did so. "Looks like you won’t be the only one studying anymore." He took a sip, then turned to his room.

"I’m going to go get some books for him. Would you kindly introduce yourself to him?"

"A new student?! Really?!" She excitedly looked over to her new housemate with a big happy grin, eyes shinning bright and red, like her sisters. "Of course sensei! I will!" She took a step back and motioned with her head. "Come on in! Oh, I’ll take your bags for you!" She gently lifted it off him and put it around her head.

"My name is Roxy! It’ll be a pleasure learning magic alongside you, Oh, come in come in. Would you like some tea? Or hot coco? If you like hot coco, we’d have to get you your own box, sensei loves hot coco in the afternoons." She lead him inside, shutting the door behind them and pulling out a nice white mug for him. "What’s your name?"

He smiled nervously as Roxy lead him into the house. The place was huge! He’d heard a lot of rumors about Grim, but they were focused on his attitude, diet, and age. He looked around a little, awed by the sheer amount of wealth within the house. He snapped back to attention when Roxy took his bags off of him and lead him towards the kitchen.

"Tea’s fine, thanks. My name is Starshine, and I’m… Nervous and kinda scared, too. See, there’s a lot of rumors going around in the ranks that Grim’s a mean old colt, and that he used to be Princess Celestia’s teacher, when she was young. You… Wouldn’t happen to know anything about that, right?" He smiled unevenly, a little scared by what answer he might get.

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It had been a few weeks since he had assigned Roxy something to do that wasn’t “practice what I’ve taught you”. He figured it was time for a new lesson. Before he could piece one together, someone knocked at his front door. He got up and answered it, seeing a dark blue stallion, whose coat seemed to mirror the night sky, standing on his welcome mat. The stallion reached into his saddle bag and pulled out a sealed roll of parchment, with Luna’s seal on it.

Dear Grim Moire,

     It has come to my attention that you are a rather accomplished teacher, and that my sister has previously requested that Lady Roxanne be under your tutelage. I am making a similar request.

The stallion before you is a member of my newly-assigned guard, and he has pledged himself to be my personal aide. As his magical ability is, sadly, insufficient, I have sent him to be under your tutelage. When he is ready, return him to Canterlot so that he may fulfill his duties.

With great respect,

     Princess Luna


He finished reading the letter and motioned for the stallion to step inside. He had the stallion sit on the couch as he went to the base of the stairs and called out.

"Roxy! Can you come here, please?"

After pouring the coco for her sensei, and finishing most of the chores and cooking duties, she had sat at the tabel reading the letter her dearest sister had sent her. She had read it over for the sixth time when she heard her teacher summoning her over.

"Coming~" She chimed gleefully and trotted over, the spare cup for her sensei. It floating right behind her obediently. She crossing the living room to see a dark blue stallion standin in their doorway. She turned her head to Grimmoire. "Mail?" She asked curiously, peeking out at the stallion yet again. He didn’t seem like he was dressed for mail delivery.

"No, he’s not the mail pony. He’s a new student of mine. By Princess Luna’s orders, no less." He took the tea she brought with her, supplying a soft thank you as he did so. "Looks like you won’t be the only one studying anymore." He took a sip, then turned to his room.

"I’m going to go get some books for him. Would you kindly introduce yourself to him?"

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