Page 1051 – Hollowed Halls

“Questgivers That Can Roll With The Punches / Have Had Nearly Enough of Your Crap” as a fantasy aesthetic will never not be funny to me.

DM: Anyway, you all arrive directly at the Canterlot Royal Palace. Even from outside, you can see Celestia pacing back and forth. No one stops you from bursting into the entrance hall. Barely a week ago, non-stop intrigue and excitement bounced off these walls. Now there’s only silence and a palpable sense of fear. The sound of your entrance brings Celestia’s pacing to a halt. The last time you saw her, she had every reason in the world to be full of joy and elation. All of that is now gone. From atop the stairs, Celestia looks down grimly at all of you.

Princess Celestia: Thank you, Twilight. Thank you all for coming.

Twilight Sparkle: What the heck is going on, Princess?!

DM: Celestia puts up a hoof.

Princess Celestia: No doubt you have many questions.

Twilight Sparkle: Actually, just that one question, really.

Princess Celestia:

<inhale...> <sigh> Not now, Twilight. Not now.