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Melancholy felt guilty about her little outburst at Honest. She cringed as she thought of what her mother would say and decided to stretch her wings and clear her head. She secured her saddlebags and with one strong beat of her wings, she was in the air and flying a bit ahead of the rest of the group, not wanting to go to far lest she find herself lost in the forest.

Blazing yellow eyes scoured the trees and her ears flicked at every sound of their surroundings, from the morning birds singing, to the soft buzz of the bees around patches of wildflowers. She had to admit, the view from the air was breathtaking and she thanked her innate curiosity for urging her to the surface.

She glanced down at the group and chuckled softly; they really were a ragtag group and she hoped their combined skills, no matter how odd, could save this beautiful world she was growing to love.

"Hey! Um how exactly are we going to get these creatures back to Tartarus? I mean... I assume they'll be pretty tough..." She called down to them all.

It was then, as she looked at the group, that her keen eye caught the unmistakable blue glow coming from Illusions bag... it would seem they were in the vicinity of one of the escaped prisoners...
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Melancholy looked at Honest and then huffed slightly, ruffling her wings and straightening herself to a more dignified pose.

"It's not a stone...it's an enchanted rune I gave her that will help us find the escaped prisoners..." She then glanced at the dragon. "I gave it to her because, frankly, she's the only one of us who could hold it, and still be able to travel..." The lie rolled off her tongue with ease, she didn't want to betray Illusion's secret to their guide.

She then huffed again. "And I'm not an Equestrian... I don't know your customs... or your prejudices against other races, but where I'm from, we're taught to judge others on their own personal actions and not the actions of others."

She then sniffed and trotted over to Illusion and whispered. "It might be a good idea for you to scout around the forest... the rune will glow blue when you're within a hundred meters or so... if that happens, come straight back and then lead us to it..." She smiled.
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Melancholy looked at the distressed Pegasus, then to the irate dragon and back again, her fur stuck up and her ears back. She then sighed softly and pulled herself together. Now was not the time for her to get anxious. She instead turned to her saddlebags and began rooting around inside.

"I'm sure I had some.. hmm... where-?" She then grinned and pulled out a piece of smooth obsidian with some kind of symbol carved into it,a symbol which seemed to glow and wisps of white smoke emanated from it.

She then looked at Illusion. "Do you think you could hold this for me?" She then lowered her voice, so Blazing wouldn't hear. "It's a kind of rune for tracking... it picks up on more...subtle energies...the kind that you'd pick up from a place of potent negative energy...like Tartarus..." she looked away. "If you hold it, it should glow blue and it'll glow brighter the closer we are to one of the escaped prisoners...essentially you'll be our beacon..."

She smiled again before placing the rune in the dragons claws and trotting over to their other companions.

"So... what's for breakfast?" She chirped.
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Melancholy was still studying the dragon excitedly and she glanced in the direction of their guide, Blazing before biting her lip.

"Soooo.... can I have any scales you shed?" She asked hopefully. "Alchemy is kind of the only thing I'm good at, and any rare ingredients are incredibly useful floor my research and experiments..."

Her yellow eyes moved to her saddlebags,which were still next to the, now dead, fire. Some of the things she carried with her had the potential to be catastrophic when mixed with certain reagents, which was why she kept some ingredients separate.
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While Honest was being understandably wary of the dragon, Melancholy's reaction was quite the opposite... she hastily rubbed the sleep from her eyes and a massive grin spread across her features.

"Oh wow! A dragon!!!" She squealed excitedly, darting over to their new companion and circling them with a slight bounce in her step as she gently inspected the strangers leather wings.

"So can all dragons breathe fire, or can some breathe different elements? Oh! And do you shed your scales, if so could I have some? The magical potential could be wonderful for my experiments!" The words were spoken a bit quickly, her bouncing never ceased, nor did her excitement wane.

"Oohs imagine what interesting things could happen if I used dragonfire when I brew potions..." She mused.

She'd had a fascination about dragons ever since she'd been told about them. She even had plans to use magically charged stones and other reagents to hatch a dragon egg of her own, despite not being a unicorn herself, it would make her the first Pegasus to accomplish such a feat. She just had to convince Princess Celestia of her abilities, and then she might be granted permission to try, that was her reason for coming on this expedition, to prove she was capable.
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Melancholy froze at the sight of Princess Luna, her dreams had never been invaded by the Alicorn before, in the Labyrinth, their dreams were all protected, impenetrable.

She quickly bowed a little to the Princess, remembering that was the expected thing to do amongst Equestria natives.

"Um... Princess Celestia sent us to... bring the escaped prisoners back to Tartarus..." She looked around at the group. "I-I'm sure she meant no offence, Princess... I think the matter was just so dire, she had to rush to get us... on our way..."

The words tumbled from her like water, she felt very uncomfortable at this invasion. Her dreams were private, though she was glad to see they were somewhere unfamiliar, probably one of her companions dreams.
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Melancholy looked away when she saw Blazing roll his eyes and she bit her tongue. She gathered up the discarded berries and then placed them in a small pouch retrieved from her saddlebags. As petty as it sounded she was half tempted to just leave the berries for their guide to eat, but such a thought had her shaking her head slightly. Instead she could mix the berries into a potion that they could use to disorient any threat to them. So she stored the berries in her saddlebags.

She knew deep down that she was right about the berries, just looking at them sent a warning clench in her guts. She'd been unfortunate enough to experience the effects of the berries firsthoof, when she'd first found herself lost in Equestria. She'd then found herself unwillingly wandering into dangerous situations and being a fool, like trying to jump over a crevasse when flying would have been the smart option, or when she'd purposefully disturbed a sleeping pack of Timberwolves by throwing stones at them.

She ate another apple in silence before noticing that just about every pony was asleep and then wandered closer to the fire. She rummaged in her bag and withdrew a small, jagged red stone that visibly glowed with the magical energy stored inside and she tossed it carefully into the fire. There was a dull roar and the flames briefly turned light blue, casting an eerie glow on the campsite. It then returned to its usual orange hue and crackle merrily. She glanced at their guide.

"That will keep it burning for the night...no need to worry about collecting more firewood..." she stated simply before plopping herself down very ungraciously and quickly drifting off to sleep, one wing curled protectively around her saddlebags.
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The dark grey mare chuckled. "Yeah... honestly I think my skills in alchemy really helped me find a place here in Equestria... and to be fair, my main role in the Labyrinth was an alchemist... my fellow tribesmen weren't as resilient to the flora down there..." She then indicated to her bag. "Some of the things I have in that bag are from the Labyrinth... and it's incredibly adaptable... back home it stopped being a reliable food source for the minotaurs by adjusting its chemical properties and quickly made them sick... the samples I carry have adjusted to the digestion of ponies, since I've been up here, all except for mine.. I seem to be gifted with an immunity to them..."

The Pegasus then wandered over to the food and rummaged around before picking out some wild berries, her nose wrinkled and she quickly tossed them aside before removing all of the remaining type of berry; she looked to their guide.

"Sorry, I don't mean to come off as rude... but this particular berry..." She nodded to the discarded pile of unnamed berries. "Well, they're actually a red herring... they look like blackberries, but they'll actually make a pony more inclined to make rash and dangerous decisions..." She flushed again. "I-I just thought it could be dangerous if we ate them... everything else in here is fine..." to illustrate her point, she ate an apple, retrieved from the bag, and smiled sheepishly at their guide.
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Melancholy only blushed even more. "Well I'm the first one to leave ever since the tribes ancestors settled there... and it was incredible... The tribe separated into five groups, each for a different part of the Labyrinth... there's the central tribe, it has the largest population, a northern tribe, southern tribe, eastern and western tribes... They all live at a point in the Labyrinth where there is the most magical energy... the northern tribe live underneath the Crystal empire... That has the best magical energy for water... they have a spring there that never runs out... they provide all the water for the other tribes. The southern tribe live somewhere underneath the Badlands..." She was glad she'd seen a map of Equestria recently so she could pinpoint where each magical focal point was. "The southern tribe specialize in their element of fire... they use the magical energy to charge up chunks of citrine and that's used to power sconces along the routes to the other tribes..." She then chuckled softly. "Though there is also glowing lichen along some walls too... but it's still very dark down there which is why my eyes struggle in the light... and I think why my sclera are like this..." She indicated to her black sclera. "I think I just... adapted, you know?"

She looked over to the bag of food that Blazing had brought, her stomach growled loudly and her mouth watered.

"Something I do love about Equestria is the massive variety of food you have... the food back home is pretty bland... no matter what herbs you use..." She chuckled.

She then tilted her head at the mare's question. "Yeah... Life there is very different... we don't have a monetary system there... everything is traded between tribe members... if you want a new tool, you trade if for something that the other wants..." She laughed again. "I had no idea what "bits" were when I first made my way to the surface!"

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Melancholy blinked at Aurora's question. "Close by? Oh um... well it's a bit hard to explain... I-" Her words were cut short as the flash of lighting illuminated the campsite, making Melancholy cry out in fear and pain as she jumped back, covering her eyes with her wings. The sudden leap backwards knocked over the half pitched tent they'd been sorting and Melancholy continued to whimper softly at the pain in her head. It took a good minute for her sight to return and she grumbled softly, a blush rising in her cheeks.

"S-sorry... my eyes are... very sensitive to light..." She mumbled, rubbing at her eyes. She squinted at Aurora. "My home is... well it's underneath Equestria..." She rubbed her eyes again. "There's an enormous Labyrinth there... as big as Equestria... I was taken in by a tribe of Minotaurs that have been there for thousands of years..." She then chuckled softly. "Their ancestors found it during the war between Princess Celestia, a princess Luna and Discord... they believed that the world would be destroyed and The Labyrinth seemed to call to them...giving them a safe and secure home... for generations after they all believed that there was nothing left on the surface... then they found me...abandoned there as a newborn foal... They raised me, and treated me as one of their own..." A very wistful smile crossed her face. "When I grew up I wanted to see the surface for myself... no Minotaur from the tribe had ever had a need to leave... I came to the surface and found so much life...it scared me..." She blushed again. "Princess Celestia didn't even know about the Labyrinth... but my alchemical skills helped me get a name for myself here..." She looked over to where Honest was sleeping by the fire. "My people... my tribe... they didn't write down their history... they told it through stories and paintings along the Labyrinth walls... that's why I don't know how to read or write..."

She realised she'd been rambling and muttered several apologies before looking at the crumpled tent she'd knocked over.

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Melancholy had to admit, she preferred the night instead of the day, the darkness settled around them and brought a sense of comfort to the Pegasus...it reminded her of home and the creatures who had raised her.

She trotted over to one of the unpitched tents and a blank look crossed her face. She had tried not to look put out that Blazing had ignored her question and how Honest had looked like he was going to publicly laugh at her inability to read. She had been raised to be more polite and not to retaliate when others were hurtful,intentional or otherwise.

The tent was tricky to get up by herself, her saddlebags lay on the ground a few feet away. She tried to focus on getting the tent up but her yellow eyes, which seemed to glow a little in the darkness, were drawn to the unfamiliar flora around them.

"Um... Aurora? Could you lend me a hoof?" She looked at the unicorn, admiring the ease she had with her magic.
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Melancholy moved a little closer to their guide as they walked through the forest, she found the massive trees to be very... claustrophobic.

She cleared her throat. "So you've been all over Equestria?" The question was aimed at their guide. "Um... maybe.. when we;ve been to Tartarus and... you know... saved all of Equestria... you could tell me more about it's lands? Like... if you've ever written a book or anything then..." She trailed off and blushed a little. "Well actually... if you've written a book... you uh... might have to... read it to me..." She gulped and looked away as heat continued to rise in her cheeks. "I... actually can't read..." The admission spilled from her.

She glanced briefly at her companions, hoping they didn't think less of her for her inability to read... she had never been taught, there had been no need in her ancient home.
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Melancholy looked at the quiet pony and flexed her wings a little. "Bloodstone is good for making dark magic more potent... I've only seen it be used once...but it's effective..." She looked to their companions.

"Well I think we have a pretty strong team here... lots of varied skills..." She mused.

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Melancholy grinned again, "Dark magic? Well I think I've got some bloodstone in this bag somewhere... it should give you a little more of an edge..." She chuckled. Her yellow gaze went to her companions as Canterlot grew further and further away. She shivered a little and was grateful for the jet that hung around her neck.

"So... um... Blazing Legend? What exactly has escaped from Tartarus? I'm afraid I'm not familiar with its... inhabitants..." Even with the calming properties of the stone she wore, her voice still trembled a little.

In all honesty,she was more afraid of the open spaces around her than whatever beasts they had yet to face.
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Melancholy stayed close to the group, she wandered closer to Virtuous and gave the unicorn a small smile.

"Hey... so what kind of skills are you bringing to this expedition?" She spoke softly, aware of how reserved the stallion had been so far. "Just wondering so i can see if I've got anything that could help you out if we find ourselves in a spot of trouble..." She glanced over at their Earth pony guide and stayed quiet. She hoped he would tell them more about their journey to Tartarus and about what dangers they faced.

Her yellow eyes then slid over to watch Shadow chat with Aurora, while Honest seemed to be at the head of the group; the pegasus made her chuckle.

"A bit hot headed that one, wouldn't you say?" She grinned.
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Melancholy nodded in agreement with Aurora before flashing the stallion a smile. "Yes... and thank you for being our guide... I'm sure a trip to Tartarus must be full of danger..." She then peeked over at the cart. "I assume you have food stores and bedding in there?" She asked.

She then looked at Honest. The fellow Pegasus was a bit brash and bold, it weirdly reminded her of her adoptive brother and made her laugh softly.

"Well I'm ready... as ready as I'll ever be..." She muttered, adjusting her saddlebags, making the potions inside clink together musically. 
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Melancholy's frown only deepened. "A prison?" She quickly regretted saying that and wished she new more about Equestria. "So... we've got to go there... and take any escaped creatures back to their cells... Alright..." She mused softly.

She cast a wary yellow eye over their still silent guide and cleared her throat.

"At least you guys look like you can take care of yourselves... I'm not a coward, or anything... I'm just... not the fighting type..." She chuckled grimly. "But I promise I'll do my best to support everypony..."

She looked away. "So I guess we just wait for... Honest, I think his name was? Then we can get going..."

She fluttered her wings nervously before tucking them tightly against her body.
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Melancholy's ears went back at Celestia's words. She mumbled an apology and bowed to the Princess again before hurrying along with the rest of the group.

She grimaced as they went outside, holding up a wing to shield her eyes from the sun. She still wasn't used to sunlight, she preferred night time. Things were much quieter and calmer then.

She cleared her throat and looked to her companions, sans Honest, and gives a sheepish smile.

"So... what's Tartarus?" She asks them. She's never heard of it before, though her knowledge of Equestria is lacking. "Sorry if I sound... stupid..." She scratches at the floor with her left hoof. "I really don't know much about Equestria... I grew up believing it was a dead wasteland..."
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Melancholy nodded with a grin. "It's my talent..." She said. "I mix potions for all kinds of things... and I collect and charge crystals to boost magical properties..." She rummaged around in her bag as she spoke. "You see there are lots of parts of Equestria that are focal points for particular magical energies... the north for example is best for charging water themed crystals like moonstone..." She then laughed softly. "I can't use magic myself, obviously... but if I threw a charged piece of rubellite, then it would make a nice little burst of fire..."

She the pulled out an intricately carved piece of amber attached to a cord. "This would be good for general offensive spells..." She mumbled before offering it to the mare. "You can use it if you want... I would like to offer something to everyone else too... Something strength based for the earth pony over there... I think I have red spinel in here somewhere..." She indicated to her saddlebags. "I'm not a fighter... or much of a flyer either... So this is how I'll benefit the team..."

She gave the amber to Aurora and then nodded to the other ponies. "Shall we go join them?" She said, slipping the saddlebags back on before trotting over to Shadow and Honest.
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Melancholy blinked at the other mare, then broke out into a genuine smile, she had to admit, she found unicorns fascinating. Their ability to harness magic with a thought was simply amazing.

She mirrored the other mare's small nod. "Melancholy..." She said. "And please, the pleasure is mine..." She then chewed on her lip, eyeing the mare's horn. She then met her turquoise eyes again. "What kind of magic do you specialize in?!" The words tumble out of her mouth before she can stop them, her curiosity getting the better of her, as it often did.

She blushed furiously and shifted on her hooves. "Its just... I might... have something here... that could, you know... boost it..." She mumbled quickly as she eased her saddlebag off her back, making the bottles inside clink together.

"Some of my potions can boost it... or I might have the right crystal here that can be more focused..." She was mumbling again, suddenly very anxious and embarrassed. She rummaged around in the bag and withdrew a piece of jet affixed to a small leather cord. She slipped it over her neck and immediately felt a gentle wave of calmness settle over her, making it easier to breathe. She smiled at Aurora.

"It's jet... good for anxieties..." She explained. "I have some more in here if you..." She looked around at the other ponies. "Or anyone else, need it..."