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2015-02-07 23:13"Now let me think." Riptide growled, keeping her eyes on the bloated pony. Ignoring the moans of pain from the wounded pegasus in her grasp, Riptide thought hard. From what Sharpwit said, there was another pony around that had taken the actual shot, but ultimately it was an order from this fat pony that had killed her. And while she decided this Moneygrubber had to go down, she couldn't silence the little voice in her head pointing out that at some point in the future, that she'd have to give a similar order to kill. Only in her case it would be to unleash her fellow kelpies on an unsuspecting empire. Other ponies may have been angered by the casualness of Grubber's claim, but to somepony who had to kill to eat, it didn't matter as much as who he decided it was necessary to kill.
"Unfortunately, you have nothing of immediate value to me. However, I've heard that you have changelings in your employ which means you must be a confidant of their queen. While you have nothing of interest for me, I have something for her. A message, one you can either deliver personally or send one of your more trusted minions. It is not something Queen whateverhername is would appreciate being kept from her. Tell her that while she has forgotten us, my people certainly have not forgotten her or her kin. Vol Oros is rising and the hunt is on."
Riptide punctuated her little speech by prodding the pegasus's wound with the tip of her tentacel, prompting a shriek of pain.
"Unfortunately, you have nothing of immediate value to me. However, I've heard that you have changelings in your employ which means you must be a confidant of their queen. While you have nothing of interest for me, I have something for her. A message, one you can either deliver personally or send one of your more trusted minions. It is not something Queen whateverhername is would appreciate being kept from her. Tell her that while she has forgotten us, my people certainly have not forgotten her or her kin. Vol Oros is rising and the hunt is on."
Riptide punctuated her little speech by prodding the pegasus's wound with the tip of her tentacel, prompting a shriek of pain.