Fallout Equestria: The Kingdom

"I suppose they would have made a good ally for Equestria at the time, right? With a standing army and industry, all that. It makes sense for the zebras to target Germaney to me now."
Quiver thinks for a moment.
"What brings you to Equestria?"

"I am an exile. My squad vas killed and, as zeh only survivor and zerefore the highest-ranking member, I vas to be executed." He grimaces. "Failure is barely tolerated in Germaney, it is a harsh system but it veeds out zeh inept."

"Would you consider yourself inept? I mean, your squad did get killed. May I ask, how?"

"Well, I suppose you have to watch out for giant guns. How'd you escape from execution, anyway?"

"Oh. Well, remind me not to mess with you, then."

Cast Iron winces, slightly insulted. "I'm not vun to go smashing people for small offenses...but it does help to have a set of zese." he raises his right hoof and a powerful crusher claw with blunt teeth unfolds from the leg, slowly opening and closing, the hydraulics making quiet hissing noises.

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"I didn't mean to offend you, sorry. Where did those enhancements come from? That sort of enhancement seems to be quite common out here in the wastes."

"From what I know, ponies can't withstand it very well, but zebras can."

"I should probably keep zat in mind. Vell, it vas nice talking to you. Until next time." he says, concluding the conversation. He gets up and trots off to see if anything else is interesting in the town.

"Sure, go ahead." Eve said to the zebra. She was more than capable of getting food for herself, but if it meant Novae would leave her alone for a while, it was more than worth it.

"I'll be right back, don't go anywhere." Novae said with smile and nod and carefully climbed down from roof, she went looking for her father, who had said meat...now only to convince him to give it to her...

"Please, take as long as you need." She would prefer if Novae didn't come back at all, but knew she wouldn't be that lucky.

Of all the things the ghoul could've asked, it was one of the last things she was expecting. "Why do you care?"

"It gives off the wrong impression? Good. I achieved what I was aiming for." she replied.

"Eve. Any more questions, Searchlight?"

"No real reason. I was trying to get some peace and quiet, but that plan didn't work out."

As Charcoal wandered town, a solid white pony approached him with confidence. His flank gleamed with each step as the hazy light of day caught the metal star pinned over his cutiemark, and the pony's burgundy vest seemed like it never even heard of dirt as he trotted toward the grey earth pony.
"Excuse me young buck, you wouldn't have happened to hear of an attack on an outpost nearby would you? Fiddler's Hoof?" he asked plainly.

Painkiller knocks on the Klinik again, harder this time.

"Are you selling medical supplies?" Painkiller asks upfront.

"That might fall under my job description," the mare replied with a yawn. "Come on in." She pushed the door wide and trotted over to the counter. "What do you need?"

The stallion grinned brightly. "Fantastic, then you're just the buck I was hoping to meet." The pony held out his hoof and introduced himself. "Silver Star. Fiddler's Hoof was my outpost, I'm glad to see you made it out."