Voicetesting, My Little Pony, High Fantasy AU, heading for My Little Jamjar!

[wizardofharmony]

My dear Mundane,

Wouldst thou truly add another source of distraction when thou'rt so eminently distractible as - why, as I am?

I cannot say that the world thou wouldst send me to holds no interest to me. The Gate of Reflected Worlds has always held a particular fascination with me - the idea of speaking with of other creatures with the reason and hearts of human beings, of LEARNING their ways and their magics truly tempts, my Mundane. And I would travel between the distant shores reflected in the Gate's argent door.

But the time is not ripe. There is much work to be done, so much chaos you've yet to organize and make harmonious... Thou dost claim that thy formal studies for this year are almost complete and as such thou'st more time to spend, and this is true; but we both know full well that 'almost' is not 'is.'

And I've my own matters to attend to among my newest sisters. Important ones. Such as Dianoxia's imminent return, portending the world plunging into night eternal. And the evil men and women in hoods chanting "Sol nunquam resurgere, sol nunquam resurgere, Nox aeternal gloriosa" without respite. Dost thou remember that, o slack-brained butter crock? Thou shouldst know that very well, given how extensively thou'st written on it!

Madre del Sol y dela Luna. I apologize; I did not intend to insult thee. I fear that I am falling into panic, and beg thy pardon. Still, you must understand the enormity of my quest, by Megan's Horn.

Attend to thy duties and I shall attend to mine.

In all Honesty, under the light of the Sun and the Moon,

Lucia Bolido, the Sparkle in Twilight; Journeyman of the Arts of Wizardry, in this year 999 Anno Caelestian.

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[wizardofharmony]

[Okay, that earned a laugh.]

Truth. 'S Honest truth. Hail and well met, bringer of Honesty and Laughter.

I do hope that I see you there, if Equestria is in my fate.

[swordsage]

It was not my intent; but if it serves, so be it! Besides, a thing I have learned is that laughter balms the soul. Therefore, I will not disparage bringing it.

[Approximating a bow as a pony; not so easy, but she makes the attempt.]

Maebhrin Tillinath, at your service.

[wizardofharmony]

The people of my world oft say that Honesty and Laughter are sisters.

[And she bows in return.]

I am Lucia Bolido, and a wizard of the Caelestial Queendom.

[swordsage]

I fear I've never heard of the Caelestial Queendom. Then again, I shall suppose you've never heard of Tuarhievel or Diemed, either. [She gives an awkward smile, then.] The former is where I grew up; the latter, where I currently hail from.

Nor am I a pony, normally, but since I am told I have to be, it seems I am now?

[wizardofharmony]

I have wandered far through an argent gate to walk before you now.

'Tis at least not a baleful transformation. We have speech and... I am not quite sure HOW I will be able to wield my staff or turn the pages of my grimoire with hooves, but my Mundane assures me it will be so.

Is your true form human, then? Or perhaps dwarven or elven?

[swordsage]

Elven--and I suppose that I should not be surprised that one such as you should know of elves. Are they plentiful, where you are from? Or is it through the power of that argent gate you mentioned that you know of them?

[A mage she may not be, now or ever, but Mae is astute enough to pick some things up.]

I do hope your interactions with my people are more peaceful where you are from, than where I am from.

[wizardofharmony]

[Why one of her best friends is - no, that's a terrible joke. Her world's Pinkie Pie is sighing in her ear that such jokes cause injury.]

Oh, there are elves native to my world, Maehbrin. They have had their quarrels with humanity, and dwarfkind, and orc-kind - some justly, others not so. Some have sworn fealty to the Queen, and some have kept to their own counsel, and some conspire with the gryphons and the canids towards the Queen's woe.

In short, your kind are known to be people. And I count one in particular as one of my dearest friends. [She smiles. Then frowns.] Though I am sorry to hear that the situation is more discordant in your world.

[swordsage]

Your tale sounds familiar, though the Sidhelien's anger as a people seems to be devoted to humans. However, I do not share my people's ire, so you needn't fear. As if a wizard of your caliber would.

[She chuckles slightly, more at her own expense.]

Still, truth be told, I'm something of an exile. Though perhaps I could find a new home in the Sielwode, ere I chose. I'd thrown my lot in with a few humans, though, and we'd been making a go of it. [A pause.]

I suppose that's why I'm an exile, I didn't attempt to slay them on sight. [And yet, Mae rolls her eyes at that.]

[wizardofharmony]

...and at your people's gates, the wendigo howl. Tirac's horns.

Sun shine on your efforts to find peace, Maebhrin. It... it will not be an easy undertaking, but it is a worthy one.

[swordsage]

All things start with one, is that not true? And if I am that one, so be it. Perhaps not all my folk will open their eyes; some old hatreds die too hard. And yet, all I can do is try.

[It might be more of a shrug if she had wings. It ends up more like a strange hunching, as it were.]

Perhaps that will be the way I am chosen to defend my people. Is this my test? I do not know, all I know is that I must stand strong.

In any case, we can be friends now, can we not?

[wizardofharmony]

I do hope and pray we can. And I do hope and pray that whatever wrongs were done can be righted.