So, we have a deal, you don't go's winging my secret around, and I don't leak to anyone in particular *cough the police cough* your secret" he said flattening a big dent.
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It's Latin, is it not" he said applying hammer to metal
Dressage looks at him. " I have been to several, several renaissance fairs, 66 to be exact, soldiers walk through those doors from battle fields, and I know indentations in armors and metals. Not only have soldiers come to me, I have traveled the world fixing armor and just exploring. In that time I have come to learn many languages. The truth is, I know your secret as well. As in why I hide true self, I am not proud of what I am, I am truly forbidden love, love between a pony and a Dragon. That's why I hide who I am. Perhaps in some generation, I shall be able to fit in with no problem, but until then, I'm an un-ageing blacksmith in town." The blue pony said slamming the armor again.
He shakes a spell off him that uncovers his real body. His hooves turn into claws, his body becomes thinner, 2 of his hair spikes become actually horns, his wings become Dragon wings, his tail looses 80% of the hair on it leaving a the rest directly on the end of the tail, his ears go down to the back of his head looking more like pony ears but with a small difference, 5 light blue spikes go from the base of his now shortened mane to between his shoulder blades. On his back legs on the inside is a small apparently aesthetic claw toe on both feet. "I'm a draquanicus" he says looking at the pony. "I'm not proud of what I am, I am forbidden love, that's why I hide what I truly am" he says as he opens up a small book and a spell is put back on himself.
He Stops slamming the metal and looks around, "to be honest,I'm only half pony it's my other half that makes me look young when I am really old.
I've been here for too long of a time, enough to see younglings full of aspiration turn into elders of nostalgia." He says slamming the metal
Well, it's work, I have liked to work for some time now and just not doing anything is unnatural for me. So, yeah thanks as well" dressage says slamming the hammer again.
Dressage Plays the dumb unquestioning worker pony. "So do you live around here?" He says laying hammer to metal, flattening the dent.
"So, what is your name?" Dressage said warming up the armor to make it pliable.
Dressage worked through the morning and due to his other project getting finished, the time he had planned to make the belt and fix the armor was shortened.
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