“Agh life’s two biggest mysteries. The existence of god, and the inner workings of the Chicago government!”
[A common joke originating from Talon Knight’s]
[Pov Dar]
To say our return to the Embassy was chaotic, would be a gross understatement. From the moment we walked in I knew Aubrey must have already told Alfred, as he was already there when we walked in and carried with him a first aid kit and about million questions. Emily was the one to do most of the talking, with her at first trying to explain what had happened, but failing as Alfred had become so worried and emotional he couldn’t hear a word she said. Finally Emily, who now looked a bit aggravated spoke with a sigh.
“Wook Awfwed Emiwy can bawewy eben heaw hew own thoughts wiff dis headache! Can we just get some peace!?”
Alfred even more worried and speaks, his tone like of someone pushed to the breaking point.
“Nu did ‘ou see dah notice, dah weadews of Chicago am comin’ dis aftewnoon!”
Coming this afternoon… There was a long shocked silence, they really are coming this afternoon! What are we going to, in this condition! Alfred speaks again.
“Go downstaiws an’ twy to fix youwsewbes up, awfwed needs to get dah embassy weady!”
With my feelings of exhaustion and not wanting to make Alfred and more paranoid, me and Emily headed downstairs, us ready to rest.
When I and Emily came down I saw both Aubrey and Kri talking, with them looking at us with both dread and worry. Kri speaks, loud enough to hear us.
“I Ssshould have came with you! Oh my, oh, my!”
I could see Kri looking at our scars, with Emily speaking in a low voice.
“Yeah dey wook bad… Emiwy, Emiwy needs to wie down a bit.”
Emily begins to head into the room where she left her stuff and Kri speaks looking at me.
“Aubrey told me you Sssaw horrible things when under that powder. They can’t be real, can they?”
I speak, shaking my head.
“Daw doesn’t know. Aww fwuffy saw was destwuction an’ that howwibwe bision of Chawwes an’ Ix”
“Vision?”
I give a quick explanation of what I saw to Kri, and I see her face look horrified as I told her of a monster that was with Charles and Ix. Once I finish explaining I speak, looking slightly down.
“It’s best’ Daw get’s some west. Wake fwuffy up when dey awwibe.”
I see Kri silently nod and I head the guest room with my belongings, and once I lay down I Quickly falling into an uneasy sleep, dreams filling my mind.
But these werent just any oridary dreams, but nightmares. I saw the visions I had over and over again. Stablelot being burnt and destroyed by an army of Nuuk’s, it’s people being chased and slaughterd indescimitly. Next I saw the bodies of everyone, with one body on top of all of them being the one I couldnt bear to look at, for it pained me to much. And finally the last vision, that monster it’s eyes of a serpant, about to devour Charles and Ix with it’s knife like teeth. Just as the monster was about to kill them I was suddenly awakend by a loud knock and Kri’s voice.
“Dar, Alfred called me to get you! There here.”
Slowly getting up, there was at least one thing that seemed to have gotten better. My headache was now almost completly gone, with me feeling as though I could think straight. I speak to Kri.
“Teww Awfwed to gib fwuffy a few minutes!”
I could hear Kri leave, and now I had the diffaucult task to make myself presentable.
Putting on my armor added a much needed level of security, and when putting on my helmet I saw that it coverd the scar pretty well. When I exit my room I see that Emily must have already went up, as her door was open. Heading up I glare into the living room and instantly three figure stood out amongst everyone else I reconized, one fluffy and two puffies. The only fluffy in the group was a unicorn mare with a dark puirple coat and black mane, with her wearing long expensive mulicolored dress robes and looking the youngest of the group. Right to her was an old puffy of smaller stature, he had on a overcoat with a suit and wore a hat that was slightly pushed up due to his round glasses. The last of the group and right of the puffy was easily the the most unique of them all, he was slightly overweight but musculer with him towering over the other puffy and he wore some of the finest armor I had ever seen, with the armor coverd by a white cloth and black cape, with a golden talon marking the chest region, and finally he had with him a sword and even though it was coverd I could still see teh jewled hilt. Easily I could tell that he must be the Talon Grandmaster and Alfred turned to see me speaks, a tiny smile across his worried face.
“Ah Daw, come an’ sit!”
As I make my way towards a seat next to Emily (Who had also decided to put on her armor) Alfred speaks again.
“Daw am ouw othah Woyaw Guawd.”
I try to give a small smile at chicago’s leaders but they all looked stonefaced and Alfred speaks. looking at me.
“Hewe to dah weft of fwuffy ‘ou hab Woyaw Gobewnow Fewwie, next to hew am Gobewnow Souwbeak, an’ finawwy Gwandmastah Bissawman.”
Both Fellie and Sourbeak seemed to bow there heads in greeting, while Vissarman continued just staring at me. Fellie seeing that nobody was speaking, speaks in a regal tone.
“‘Ou hab Fewwie’s condowances about dah towah an’ King Wiwian. If it was spwin’ when it had happend, we wouwd hab sent some peopwe to hewp.”
I speak, repaying her condolances.
“Daw am to about dah chicago embassy, fwuffy was towd dah peopwe wowkin’ dewe wewe bewy kind…”
Sourbeak nods when I finish speaking and it seems that Alfred was going to say something when suddenly Vissarman interupts in a gravely bitter tone.
“How about instead of “i’m sorries” we talk about what it’s going on!”
Both Fellie and Sourbeak look a bit taken aback by this rude comment and Vissarman continues.
“First rumors are spreading around about something going on in the east! Next the headpriest is hanged by his intestines! And now Motor Royal Guards are showing up with a weird creture saying they need to speak to us! Well speak!”
There is a moment of silince, you could feel the tension. Than Emily speaks, in a calm low voice.
“Nickew city has been attacked, we am at waw.”
Vissarman speaks, sounding extreamly confused.
“Nickel city, attacked?”
Sourbeak chimes in, him having a soft voice.
“It’s the home of the bat ponies, Grandmaster. Motor’s eastern neighbor.”
Vissarman looks a bit annoyed by Sourbeak’s comment and speaks.
“I don’t need you to tell me, Royal governor…”
Vissarman looks at Emily and speaks.
“You can tell me what’s going on?”
Emily nods and Vissarman continutes.
“Than speak.”
For the next 30 minutse Emily spoke about all that had happend. Tullo’s attempt to take the throne, and working with a Pandemon agent. Us learning of Nickel city’s attack and going there to help them. Us meeting the Dragon’s and learning of Elohim. And than finally our quest to go out and recruit the nations of the west in the fight for our survival. The only thing Emily didnt mention was the visions, which I thought was a good idea as they would never bealive us. Emily finishes speaking.
“That’s why am hewp am su much needed.”
Fellie looked as though she had seen a ghost, while Sourbeak looked a bit confused and shocked and Vissarman deep in thought. Sourbeak speaks first.
“So this “Elohim” that we had never heard of up to this point, leads a nation to the far east we hadnt heard of, and were supossed to just go and fight just based on that. Didnt you beat him once?”
Emily speaks.
“We bawewy won thanks to dah dwagons. An’ dey towd us Ewohim has much wawgah awmies waitin’ fo’ dah inbasion owdah.”
Sourbeak turns to look at Vissarman, looking as though he wanted the Grandmaster to back him up. But what Vissarman said shocked us.
“If what you say is true, and I completly bealive you, this is a threat that cannot go unoticed at all. This Elohim sounds as though he want’s to conquer an empire, and I have firm reason to think he won’t just stop at Motor…”
Fallie speaks, her voice a bit timid.
“Gwandmastah we nu can just decide to go to waw in one aftewnoon! Fewwie pwomised dah mewchants of Dah Gawden things wiww be stabwe, an’ we don’t hab the-”
Vissarman speaks, standing up in stubburn deffiance.
“This isn’t about money, or trade routes Fellie! This is about the honor, and dignity of Chicagio! A century ago, Soul and his comrades came to help us in our time of need againist the wicked Chrysalis. We owe our existance to the Motor Duke, and now the tables have turned. Motor is now in need of desprate help, and we have a debt to repay! So I vote yes for an intervention!”
Vissarman looks at Sourbeak and speaks softly.
“C’mon Sourbeak you’re a retired member, you know of honor.”
Sourbeak speaks, him taking a bit sigh.
“Vissarman has a point about repaying this debt, I vote yes.”
I can hear Alfred speak quietly to himself.
“Just one mowe yes an’ it’s a done deaw…”
I could feel the tension build in my chest, what if she said no? As the seconds tick by Vissarman speaks, sounding a bit dissapointed.
“Really Fellie, still thinking? Don’t you have any honor?”
Finally Fellie can’t take the pressure any more and speaks.
“fine, yes!”
With that there was a sigh of relif coming from all Motor citizens, with Alfred even clapping. Emily speaks, happiest I heard her since the visions.
“'Ou hab done a gweat thing, aww of 'ou! dah peopwe of motow wiww awways be thankfuw!”
Vissarman speaks.
“It’ll take us some time to mobilize, you see. Chicago won’t we fully ready for war until spring.”
Visserman adds on.
“And of course with this, we’ll all be leaving for Stablelot soon. I’d like to personally speak to Enoch face to face.”
All three of them begin heading towards the entrance and leave, with vissarman speaking one last time to us, giving a smile.
“Hope to see ‘ou when we get dewe, Motow an’ Chicago fightin’ togethah fo’ dah fiwst time. Bwuddah nations togethah as one!”
With that he leaves and I speak, a realization crossing over me.
“Bissawman doesnt know we am awso goin’ to awwy dah Changewings as weww…”
Emily speaks in a low tone.
“Daw wet’s just appweicate dis bictowy today, fow that battwe am fo’ anothah day…” Fin
Thank you for reading my story! I hope for the finale to be the same for Chapter 4, with it basiclly being two parts combinded. After that I hope for chapter 6 to be the last mutiple pov chapter, with it returning to just Emily’s pov and beginning the final phase of this story. Of course constructive criticism is appreciated, and may you have a good day!