KingDragon34

My Little Pony Friendship is Magic Fallout S.P.E.C.I.A.L.s and Tag Skills. Twilight Sparkle - Strength:  3 Perception:  5 Endurance:  3 Charisma:  7 Intelligence:  10 Agility:  6 Luck:  6 Tag Skills:  Energy Weapons, Science, Speech. Rarity - Strength:  2 Perception:  8 Endurance:  3 Charisma:  10 Intelligence:  5 Agility:  5 Luck: 7 Tag Skills:  Barter, Repair, Speech Applejack - Strength:  9 Perception:  4 Endurance:  7 Charisma:  5 Intelligence:  4 Agility:  7 Luck:  4 Tag Skills:  Melee Weapons, Repair, Unarmed Pinkie Pie - Strength:  5 Perception:  5 Endurance: 6 Charisma:  8 Intelligence:  2 Agility: 6 Luck:  8 Tag Skills:  

Gilda is a pure blood, half breed Griffin, and was born in Gryphus, Griffin Kingdom.  She was born on December 9th, 1E 987, and was raised by her parents Diana and David Crowbawk.  She was highly intelligent and had a reputation for her fighting around school.  Gilda didn't make hardly many friends in her Elementary years, but the more she aged the more she was involved with the mature kids in Junior High.  She went through some lengths to fall in with these crowds by participating in late school night parties, under aged drinking, and even sexual love interest with several males.  Though desp

A few hours later back at Canterlot... After returning to the castle after the mission, Gilda reported to the medical bay and began for surgery to have metal shards be removed from her wound she received from the mission.  Gilda was laying on her front upon a medical table inside a medical office with several bloody tools and towels of alcohol scattered around on a separate stand next to her, as a medic began pulling both large and small pieces of golden metal out of her lower back from when the master mage hit her with a magical laser not long ago. Gilda was awake the entire time he pulled the sharp pieces of metal out of her bod

The darkest point of Luna's night had fallen upon the world.  Gilda and Striker had successfully recovered the relics and where just in time to finish the mission before midnight.  Gilda was perched on top of the depot, looking across the complex with a steady look as she watched the unicorn mages search the area of where their two brothers had died by her claws.  She looked down at Striker, who had loaded the relics onto the armored Guard's carriage and began getting ready to move out.  She took a deep breath and hoped for the best of results. "Hey, you almost done?"  Gilda asked Striker with a neutra

"Are you even sure you know where we are going?" Gilda grumbled, cursing as she stubbed a foreclaw on yet another unseen object. It was bad enough they had to travel through a stinking sewage network. The fact that it was a DARK stinking sewage network was doing little to improve her overall mood. "I'm sure we are headed in the right direction, I just...I'm..." Striker's voice trailed off as he felt around blindly in the gloom. "You have no idea where we are, do you?" Gilda deadpanned. "NO!" Striker snapped defensively. "I mean, of course I do, I just... found it!" he exclaimed cheerfully, as his hooves found the cold metal rungs of a main

Having received several quests from our fellow townsfolk, my companions and I passed through the heavily fortified main gates of Gran Soren.  As I exited the big doors of the castle walls it came to my attention that a caravan not far from the castle gates was being under attack by a cartel of Goblins.  I rushed to the aid of the caravan along with my companions to bring forth a valiant effort.  I drew my large, intimidating Kanabo from my hilt along with my sturdy wooden shield I charged into battle.  Bursting onto the scene, I easily dispatched three goblins that were within my immediate range, Howeve

3 Months Ago... "Are you even sure that you know where we are going?"  Gilda said in annoyed tone, unable to see where she was going. "I'm sure we are headed in the right direction, I just... I'm..."  Striker said as he began feeling around the pitch dark sewer lines. "You have no idea where we are, do you?"  Gilda said with the same annoyed tone. "NO!  I just..."  Striker was about to deny his disposition till he's hoof caught a metal bar.  He began feeling more around and realized it was a ladder leading up to a marehole cover, "...Found it!"  Striker said with a chee

A few minutes later in the early afternoon... Gilda sat in the back of the short, wooden carriage which she rode from the training fields to the downtown area of Lower Canterlot to confront Rockwell at the Talon's Tavern of the 'issue' and and to come up with idea that needed to be planned out for their future selves.  The carriage stopped in front of the tavern, Gilda breathed deeply in and out, readying for what her life was be.  She though back to the promise she had made to her father of joining the Equestrian Royal Guard and wanting to bring back a title worthy to the Crowbawk family name.   Gilda wanted t

The same day... "Alright ma'am.  Go line up with the group over there."  The guard said as he pointed next to a running track with the other groups running along the field.  The group was... shallow, Gilda thought, but made easy competition for her to stand out in if the thought of her pregnancy makes a void in her mind during the trials.  She started galloping towards the group till the guard got her attention before she left his side, "You better show us what you made of, young Griffin."  He said in a disciplined, but anticipated way. Gilda continued back to the group and took place next t