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The butcher, the innkeeper and the huntsman. act 1:- read read the description -:The butcher, the innkeeper and the huntsman. act 1 by *Orhblin
Aye I lived there. It used to be a quiet town y'know. I worked at the local slaughterhouse; it was a fair paying job. It al started out like any other day, I had gotten meh hands on one them BIG ol' fit smelly pig, a real' swine I tell ya. People were crazy for getting their hands on it. I suppose the entire town came to meh home that morning HAH. I sold him to our local innkeeper, a fine man; he used to keep em' snukly strangers out of town. We don't want them pest to disturb our great peace. Though I always wondered how he kept business running when he rejected all the outsiders. But he was a man to be respected.
Later that day my working hunter came into meh empty store. He was a strong young lad, capable of pullin' his own weight. About to hit his 20's I guess. He came in shouting at me, telling that he hadn't gottn' his fair share of the pigs payoff. Foolish lad, when life gives you an opportunity ya gotta take it. and that's why I lowered his payme
a stranger in ponyville Chapter 3a stranger in ponyville Chapter 3 by *Orhblin
He dropped the note, 'I should be able to remember that.' He thought to himself.
Stranger then turned his gaze on Twilight. He looked at her as if she was some kind of object he had to deal with like garbage. Not with hate or disgust, not with grief or irritation, more like as if she was some kind of a responsibility he couldn't let down. He walked over to take a closer look at her; despite her troubled mane, she was a beautiful mare. The morning sun lit up her pony face trough the window; she looked so peaceful in the light, like nothing of this world would ever hurt her. Stranger moved his hoof slowly trough her mane, even though it was twisted from all the missing sleep and the stress caused by her frustrations, it was still quite soft and neat. Stranger was still putting on that serious face; he wasn't thinking about abusing her while she slept, he just wanted to feel her purple hair in his hoof.
'How did it come to this?