Leftovers [ voice / action ]

[peacockherald]

Ahem, sorry to interrupt your Sunday afternoon, everyone, but I was cleaning out my tack box in the barn, and I found a small stash of those protection charms I had made awhile back. I must have worked on some out here and forgot I put them there. So, if anyone would like one, you are more than welcome to them. I made them so you can use them as a bracelet or necklace or a hair ornament.

I'll be out at the barn for awhile if you want to come get them now, and afterwards I'll leave them in the lobby in a bowl. 

Also, if anyone knows farrier skills or knows of one in town, I would appreciate some help. Some of the horses here need new shoes, but that was one skill I did not learn for horse care.

[ The done, he went back to helping put out feed and water, then brought out blankets and tack into the sunlight. He settled against the side of the rails of a paddock, a small kit beside him, and started to sew up holes in the blankets. He could have wished some new ones, but that seemed a waste when the blankets were fine except for a few tears through natural use. Besides, if one day they couldn't wish for things, it was better to have fixed up blankets than rely on wishes for new ones anyways. 

Every now and then he looked up and smiled at the group of horses not far off, especially the beautiful white mare that kept looking at him too and shaking her head. 

It was Vanyel's kind of day. ]

Comments

Dictated forever

[preformthisneigh]

[Because like hell Cheese is going anywhere near those WEIRD horses.]

They can't make their own shoes?

[They are terrifying and depressing creatures.]

Re: Dictated forever

[peacockherald]

Unfortunately, no. A farrier has to make shoes for them and affix them. They are not quite as smart as you, Cheese.

[preformthisneigh]

[Wow, they can't do ANYTHING. This is what it must be like to meet the things you evolved from.]

Huh, how about that. You even have a name for a guy who does that.

[peacockherald]

_{[ Well, they are just horses. Yfandes is a god-gifted exception. ]}

Well yes. He specializes in it, so his profession has a name.

[preformthisneigh]

Huh. So that means they're needed a lot, then? These people who put shoes on horses.

[peacockherald]

Four for each horse, and they do have to be replaced from time to time as the horse's hoof grows or a nail comes out.

[preformthisneigh]

Oh no, I get why there are horseshoes. The farmer workers in Equestria use them a lot. I was asking if the people who do it are in demand.

[peacockherald]

In demand enough. Not many people take to it, but if you are the only one in area, yes, you would be in high demand.

[preformthisneigh]

Huh, how about that. Earth sure is weird.

[peacockherald]

Is it? I find it quite normal.

_{[ He laughs though, seeing how to a small, candy colored pony that talked, it might, yes, seem odd. ]}

[preformthisneigh]

Well, of course, you're form there, right?

[peacockherald]

Haha, yes, yes I am. But Gifts are fairly normal where I am from too - to a degree. In many other worlds, magic is parlor tricks. I suppose it all rather depends on where you come from.

[preformthisneigh]

Well, yeah. Magic is definitely for sure real in Equestria. Even if only unicorns and alicorns can wield it.

[peacockherald]

Oh? Why is that?

[preformthisneigh]

They have horns? That's what they use for...uh, magic.

[peacockherald]

Oh, I see. It must work something like the Mage Gift then - not everyone can use it in my world.

_{[ He kept out the fact he was the last one to ever show the gift in recent years, and was effectively one of the last Herald Mages. ]}

[preformthisneigh]

Yeah, I guess? I mean, the rest of us aren't too bad off. We don't have magic, but the Pegasi can fly and control the weather, and we Earth ponies are the only ones strong enough to tend the land and make food.

[peacockherald]

Hmm, I see, I think. You each have a purpose then? Isn't that what your marks mean?

[preformthisneigh]

We sure do, but that sometimes doesn't have anything to do with what tribe of pony we're from. That's all individual. Like I know a Pegasus who's destiny is to take care of animals, she can speak to them, y'know, and she spends nearly all her time on the ground with them.

[peacockherald]

I see. It must be nice, being so sure of what it is you are meant to do in life.

[preformthisneigh]

...I guess? [The ponies have never known anything different, after all.] It sounds weird, never being sure, like so many other creatures are from different world.

[peacockherald]

So people are very sure. For a long time, I was not sure of my path in life. It was not until I was Chosen that I gained any sort of certainty. For many, I think, it is forced upon them through circumstance and for others it is beyond their reach.

[preformthisneigh]

It would be awful, never achieving your true potential. You'd just be... a blank flank.

[pompous_today]

I might take you up on your offer for a charm.

[peacockherald]

Oh, wonderful. I would hate for them to go to waste. You can come get one at the paddocks or wait until I come back to the Castle, if you prefer.

[pompous_today]

I was going to head down to the stables, anyway; riding has been improving my mood significantly.

[peacockherald]

Well, then feel free to join me. I'm out at the paddock fixing up some blankets and saddles.

[pompous_today]

I will be along shortly. I have never mended saddles before, but I am quite handy with a needle and thread.

[peacockherald]

I can give you the blankets then, if you do not mind. Saddles need more of a touch since you have to work leather.

[pompous_today]

Gladly. Even blankets do need to be kept in good working order, after all.

[peacockherald]

Precisely. The horses will appreciate it come winter too.