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[h1][center][color=White]A New Adventure[/color][/center][/h1]
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The sounds of rustling foliage ring out through the Everfree forest along with the chorus of other sounds that the creatures of the night make.  The faint light of dancing lights illuminate the area around one local inhabitant of this area, following him and lighting the way.  Even with this illumination, the creature obviously trips and fumbles every once in a while along with a chanting of swear words to pierce the sounds of the forest.  After finding a clearing in this forest, the tired pony takes a seat on a fallen log, taking out his canteen and taking a long swig from it, catching his breath from all the walking he has done so far tonight.  Whipping out a map from a side pocket of his saddlebag, he floats one of the lights over to him to take a look at the area, trying to map out the path within the forest.

This large male pony was trying to find his way through the dark and mysterious forest, obviously out of his element as it were.  As the light of his magic illuminates his face, you can see the image of a young face, partially covered in mud from a previous fall onto the forest floor below. "I'm not a trooper, I'm a caster.  I shouldn't be dragging myself through the muck to find what ever it is they want me to find." A frustrated face stares at a map of the area, trying to orientate himself in the thick forest, which is harder than it looks for a book worm such as himself.  All he knows from his guild members is that there was some sort of anomaly deep within the confines of the Everfree forest and since this pony was the only one that wasn't on a mission currently, he was drafted to take on this assignment. The briefing he was given was that a strange object fell from the sky and crash landed deep within the forest and that local reports was that there was a fire that was going on.  He knew that the spirits of the forest and the druids that inhabit it would probably take care of the fire.  His mission was to investigate the crash site and retrieve any and all useful items from said site, documenting everything that he has heard or saw in the process.  The pony was pretty good at note taking and observation, but even with his time training in the military, he was usually relegated to spell work and minor diplomacy missions.
 
Determined to prove his worth at the adventuring guild, this freshly minted adventure put on a brave face, folding up his map with care. All this pony knows is that there is something out there, an adventure waiting for him, deep within this unforgiving forest that he was trucking through.  Whipping the little bit of mud off of his face, he braced himself for what ever was causing trouble deep in this foreboding woods.